Arriving in Longfor

Just as Su Mo was choosing the next lucky person, his phone rang. It was a message.

Su Mo was curious, who would send him a message? Generally speaking, no one dared to send him a message.

Looking at the phone, he suddenly laughed. It read:

"Brother, are you free this weekend? Recently I took on a commission from Longhu City to investigate a case there. Are you interested in going there with me?

Don't worry, I'll cover the round trip fare. Food and lodging is on me, you just need to be my assistant when the time comes."

Su Mo was just wondering how to reasonably go out. This was just what he needed.

So he immediately replied: "Brother Wang Jian, I can really go with you? What an honor."

"Hey, we are brothers. Let's set out for Longhu City Friday night, no problem right?"

"No problem."

Putting down his phone, Su Mo had a smile on his face and murmured to himself: "This fatty is really my lucky star, though he likes to pretend a bit too much. Hmm, pretentious."

Then, Su Mo asked about the details of the case. Fatty Wang Jian readily told him everything in great detail.

In fact, this case was quite famous. It was a famous bizarre case in Longhu City that had been going on for years but never solved.

It was said that since 5 years ago, Longhu City would often have women dancing gracefully by the Longshui Pond in the dead of night.

Many local people had seen it, which was nothing, but often the dancing women would be found dead shortly after.

The corpses were horrifying, with their organs hollowed out and eyes gouged out, very miserable.

Of course, not all the dancing women were killed, but the survivors were few. And even the survivors all said they didn't know anything, which was very strange.

This case had been going on since 5 years ago, and so far there had been more than ten cases. The local police had done their utmost, but in the end learned very little and were unable to find the murderer.

So many wealthy locals began hiring private detectives to help investigate. The result was that some private detectives who didn't find out anything gave up, while others just disappeared directly.

Fatty Wang Jian knew about the case, but didn't know the circumstances; otherwise, he would never have accepted this commission. But Su Mo was different. After investigating, he knew more about the situation, after all he was the file manager.

Time passed quickly, and before they knew it, it was Friday. After saying goodbye to Song Juntian, Su Mo left the archives office with his backpack.

At 6 pm at the train station entrance, Su Mo saw Wang Jian. Even with Su Mo's composure, he almost laughed out loud.

This guy was wearing an extremely ill-fitting suit, with a black silk top hat on his head that he must have found somewhere. It looked completely absurd.

Seeing Su Mo, Wang Jian laughed and said, "Brother, you're here, let's go, the train is leaving soon."

"Brother Wang Jian, your outfit today exudes extraordinary flair, it suits you well," Su Mo said earnestly.

Wang Jian laughed foolishly, "It's just average, average."

Then the two entered the train station together and found their seats.

Longhu City was not far from Xikang, very close in fact, just a 4-hour train ride. So they would arrive Friday night, and could start investigating on Saturday.

Although Fatty talked big, he was after all an otaku, with a solid theoretical foundation.

He had also come prepared this time, researching many detective techniques online, and reading many detective novels. He felt that after several days of cramming, he had become professional, at least that's how he felt about himself.

This proved the saying, sometimes you don't know your own abilities until you push yourself. Obviously, our comrade Wang Jian had no idea of his own abilities, appearing extremely confident.

"Let me tell you, brother, there's a new Judge video online recently, it's so exciting. But as a righteous detective, I...,"

On the train, Fatty Wang Jian chatted incessantly, sounding knowledgeable, and if Su Mo hadn't been involved himself, he might have believed Fatty's nonsense.

Of course Su Mo played along, with natural facial expressions and no distracted thoughts, but actually he was thinking about the Longhu City case in his mind.

"On the surface this is a murder case, but something feels off to me. Judging from the condition of the corpses, it doesn't look like the work of a deranged killer, too neat and clean.

I've seen many corpses like this before, in a medical research institute in my past life. The corpses there looked just like these victims.

Other than the hollowed organs and gouged eyes, other parts didn't look like the work of a murderer, more like the work of an artist.

Not much blood, the locations and techniques very skilled, even more proficient than me, clearly professional.

Many of the victims danced by Longshui Pond before they died, that's a clue. Solving this question, the truth shouldn't be far off.

Think about it, under what circumstances would a woman run to Longshui Pond to dance in the middle of the night?

Crazy? Impossible.

Forced? Probably, otherwise a normal person wouldn't do that.

So the question is, who forced those women? And why did they have to dance? And why were they eventually killed?

Never mind, can't figure it out for now, I'll just wait until I get there."

The 4-hour ride wasn't long. Chatting away, they soon arrived in Longhu City.

As soon as they got off the train, a fat middle-aged man was already waiting at the exit. This had been arranged beforehand, and they had exchanged contact details.

"Great detective, you're finally here, I've been looking forward to it for so long!" The man came up smiling and shook Su Mo's hand.

The atmosphere instantly became awkward. Su Mo was delighted inside but put on an embarrassed expression on his face, "I'm not little Xiao Jian Detective, he is."

Because Wang Jian's online name was Wang Jian, people called him little Xiao Jian Detective.

The middle-aged man was also embarrassed. He laughed awkwardly then shook Wang Jian's hand again, "Haha, just joking around to liven up the atmosphere."

And so, in this awkward yet polite atmosphere, the middle-aged man took Su Mo and Wang Jian to the hotel, and also arranged for a local assistant to facilitate the investigation.

Of course, the employer naturally left after that, and probably wouldn't appear again. After all, he was a big boss who was just going through the motions of hiring and giving them a commission, to show that he was a conscientious businessman.

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