Chapter One: The Mystery of the Black Feather
In a dark corner of Misty City, a dead woman was found. Darkness enveloped the dead area, and the narrow streets were filled with a suffocating sense of dullness. The dim street lamp looked feeble in the fog, and could barely illuminate a small area around it.
The detective in charge of the case named Lin Feng, he was slender, cold face, deep eyes like the cold star in the night sky, sharp and keen. Always wearing a black trench coat, as if to blend in with the darkness. At the moment, he walked steadily into the scene of the crime, each step with firm determination.
Lin Feng carefully observed every detail, frowning, forming a deep stream of words. There were no obvious signs of a struggle, except for the mysterious black feather that stood out. The feathers lay quietly beside the body, as if telling an untold story.
His assistant, Xiao Li, followed behind, looking nervous and anxious. Xiao Li is small and thin, wearing a pair of thick glasses, and his eyes show his admiration and dependence on Lin Feng.
"Detective Lin, could this be a sign of some evil organization?" "Xiao Li asked, her voice trembling.
Lin Feng shook his head, his eyes still resting on the feather, "It's hard to say, but it must be a key clue." His voice was deep and strong, with an unmistakable authority.
Lin Feng crouched down, gently picked up the feather and studied it carefully. The texture of the feathers is delicate and smooth, and it glows eerily in the dim light. He rubbed his fingers gently against the feathers, as if he could feel the scent of the murderer.
"Xiao Li, investigate the victim's identity and social connections in as much detail as possible." Lin Feng stood up and gave instructions.
"Yes, Detective Lin! Xiao Li answered, turned and hurried away.
Lin Feng continued to explore the scene, his eyes swept the surrounding walls, the ground, not let go of any small trace. At this time, a cold wind blew, rolled up the leaves on the ground, making a rustling sound. Lin Feng could not help but shiver, and his heart was filled with a vague uneasiness.
The victim, Wang Li, was an ordinary office worker. She leads an uneventful life, commutes to work on time every day and gets along well with her colleagues. Lin Feng came to Wang Li's work unit and asked her colleagues.
"Wang Li is usually a very quiet person. She has never had a grudge against anyone." "A colleague said.
"And has she been doing anything unusual lately?" Lin Feng asked.
Colleagues shook their heads and said they did not find it.
Lin Feng fell into meditation, this seemingly ordinary woman, why will become the target of the murderer? He walked out of the office and looked at the bustling streets, his heart full of doubts.
At this time, Xiao Li called: "Detective Lin, I have found out something. Wang Li recently had frequent contact with a mysterious person online, but the specific content is unknown."
Lin Feng's eyes lit up, "Continue to check, must find out the identity of this person." Night gradually falls, the city lights brilliant but can not disperse the haze in the heart of Lin Feng. He knows that this is just the beginning and that the real challenges are still to come.
Chapter Two: Clues in the Fog
The early morning sun struggled to penetrate the heavy clouds and sprinkled the streets of Misty City. Lin Feng rubbed his bloodshot eyes, and he was still in high spirits after a sleepless night.
He sat at his cluttered desk, in front of him piled with documents about Wang Li's case. Xiao Li hurried into the office with a stack of new papers in his hand.
"Detective Lin, here are Wang Li's phone records and bank statements that we just found." Xiao Li gasped.
Lin Feng took the document and flipped through it quickly. "Well, there might be a clue in here that we're looking for." His eyes were focused and sharp.
There was a dull atmosphere in the office except for the sound of turning papers. Suddenly, Lin Feng's finger stopped on a page of phone records.
"This number comes up a lot. Find out who it belongs to." Lin Feng pointed to the number and said.
Xiao Li nodded and turned to investigate.
Lin Feng got up and went to the window. On the street outside the window, people were hurrying and busy. And his heart was filled with this case.
Soon after, Xiao Li came back with a little excitement on his face. "Detective Lin, I have found that the owner of this number is Zhang Hua, Wang Li's ex-boyfriend."
There was a gleam in Lin Feng's eyes. "Find him immediately."
Two people came to Zhang Hua's residence, this is a shabby community, the corridor filled with a bad smell. They knocked on Zhang Hua's door, the door opened, a dishevelled man appeared in front of the eyes.
'Who are you? Zhang Hua watched them warily.
Lin Feng showed his papers. "We are the police. We have some questions for you about Wang Li's death."
Zhang Hua's face suddenly turned pale, "Wang Li? I had nothing to do with her death!"
Lin Feng walked into the room and looked around. The room was in disarray and clothes were thrown haphazardly on the floor.
"Did you keep in touch with Wang Li after you broke up?" Lin Feng asked.
Zhang Hua was silent for a moment, "occasionally contact."
'Why? Lin Feng stared at him.
Zhang Hua lowered his head, "I... I can't let her go."
Lin Feng sneered, "Can't let go? Then why were you so calm after she died?"
Zhang Hua looked up, his eyes full of panic, "I... I didn't know, I really didn't know she was going to be killed!"
Lin Feng continued to look for clues in the room, he found a photo, the photo is Wang Li and Zhang Hua, two people's expressions are very sweet.
"When was this taken?" Lin Feng asked.
"This was taken when we first got together," Zhang said, her voice shaking.
Lin Feng looked at the photos, the doubts in my heart more and more deep.
Just then, Lin Feng's mobile phone rang, it was Xiao Li calling.
"Detective Lin, I have some new information." Xiao Li's voice came from the other end.
Chapter Three: The emergence of suspects
Lin Feng hurriedly left Zhang Hua's residence, back to the police station. Outside the police station, the sky was overcast, as if a huge gray curtain pressed overhead, giving a heavy sense of repression. The wind blew quietly, picking up a few leaves on the ground, spinning away to the distance.
Xiao Li had already been anxiously pacing back and forth in the office, his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat, and when he saw Lin Feng coming back, he hurried to meet him.
"Detective Lin, I found out that Zhang Hua bought a sharp dagger at a hardware store before Wang Li was killed, and his recent whereabouts are very suspicious." As Xiao Li spoke, he handed Lin Feng the information in his hand, with a hint of urgency and nervousness in his voice.
Lin Feng took over the information, sat in front of his desk, and read it carefully. His brow grew tighter and tighter, forming two deep furrows. Every word on the data seemed to be heavy if a thousand Jun, pressing on his heart. The office was quiet except for the sound of Lin Feng turning papers, and the atmosphere was tense and solemn.
"Immediately conduct a deeper investigation into Zhang Hua, including his relationships and finances." Lin Feng's voice broke the silence, low and powerful, with unmistakable authority.
The police station was suddenly a busy, some police officers in front of the computer quickly tapping the keyboard, query the relevant information; Some are on the phone, contacting all parties, gathering clues. The cacophony is interwoven, yet imbued with order and urgency.
Lin Feng again came to Zhang Hua's work unit, which was a dilapidated factory, and the roar of the machinery was deafening. He walked through the workshop, which smelled of engine oil, and found Zhang Hua's colleagues.
"Zhang Hua is usually silent and does not communicate with everyone. But lately he seems absent-minded, and often makes mistakes in his work." "Said a middle-aged worker with an oily face, taking off his gloves and wiping the sweat from his face as he spoke.
"Did he have any trouble with anyone?" Lin Feng raised his voice, trying to drown out the roar of the machine.
Other colleagues shook their heads, "I didn't notice, he usually goes alone."
Lin Feng out of the unit, the heart is full of doubts. The road outside the factory was potholed, and a truck full of goods roared past, raising a cloud of dust. Lin Feng looked at the back of the truck, lost in thought.
Then his cell phone rang and it was the medical examiner.
"Lin Feng, we found a new clue on Wang Li's body. There are some clothing fibers under her fingernails. After testing, they match the material of a garment that Zhang Hua used to wear." The medical examiner's voice was very serious on the other end of the line.
Lin Feng's eyes became more determined, and his doubts grew stronger.
Back to the police station, Lin Feng held a case analysis meeting. The room was dimly lit, and the walls were covered with photos and clues about the case. Lin Feng stood in front, his face serious, his hands propped up on the table.
"The evidence so far points to Zhang Hua, but we can't jump to conclusions yet. Maybe this is a trap deliberately set by the killer." Lin Feng said solemnly, his eyes scanned each officer's face, "We must be careful not to miss any detail, can not let the real murderer go unpunished."
Everyone nodded in agreement. A young officer in the corner said, "Detective Lin, where do we start next?"
Lin Feng mused for a moment, "Continue to investigate the whereabouts of Zhang Hua, and his activities before and after the incident." At the same time, we'll comb through Wang Li's social connections to see if there are any missing clues."
Just then Xiao Li ran in, panting.
"Detective Lin, no good, Zhang Hua is missing!" Xiao Li's voice stood out in the quiet meeting room.
Lin Feng suddenly stood up, the chair behind the "crunch" sound, "immediately launched the search, mobilize all the forces that can be mobilized, must find him!"
The whole station was busy again, and the fog seemed to grow thicker.
Chapter Four: Into the Tiger's Lair
The night was like ink, heavy on the sky above the Misty city, thick as if the ink could not be opened, and even the stars were covered by heavy clouds. Lin Feng stood at the window of the police station, arms clasped to his chest, looking out at the dark street with a solemn face. The street lamp emits a dim and faint light, which can only barely illuminate a small area, making the surrounding darkness appear more profound and mysterious.
"Detective Lin, still no news of Zhang Hua." Xiao Li's voice came from behind, with deep fatigue and helplessness. His eyes were bloodshot, his hair was a little unkempt, and the incessant busyness made him look haggard.
Lin Feng turned around, his eyes firm and persistent, like a cold star twinkling in the night. "Widen the search. I don't believe he just disappeared." His voice was deep and strong, revealing a determination not to give up.
At this time, the phone on the desk suddenly rang sharply, which was particularly abrupt in the quiet police station. Lin Feng quickly picked it up, and a low and husky voice came from the other end of the phone, as if from the depths of hell, with a chilling chill: "If you want to find Zhang Hua, you will abandon the factory alone." After saying that, the phone will "du" a sound hung up, leaving only a heart-palpitating busy tone.
Lin Feng's brow furrowed tightly, forming two deep furrows, and countless thoughts sprang up in his mind. He knows it could be a trap, but in order to find Zhang Hua and solve the mystery of the case, he decides to take a chance.
He took a deep breath, turned to Xiao Li and said, "Xiao Li, you stay at the police station and continue to collect clues. I'll go and meet them."
Xiao Li looked worried: "Detective Lin, this is too dangerous, why don't we bring more manpower?"
Lin Feng firmly shook his head: "The other party pointed out that I should go alone, if we act rashly, I am afraid it will endanger Zhang Hua's life."
Lin Feng drove quickly towards the abandoned factory. Outside the window, the wind howled, making the branches of the road sway wildly, like a monster with teeth and claws. The abandoned factory is located on the edge of the city, surrounded by weeds, more than a man high weeds rustling in the wind, like hidden countless unknown dangers.
Lin Feng parked his car in the distance and walked cautiously toward the factory. Once the industrial backbone of the city, the abandoned factory is now in a dilapidated state, with its huge building resembling a ghostly castle in the dark. The rusty iron door is half open, making a "crunching" sound, as if telling the glory of the past and the loneliness of the present.
When Lin Feng walked into the factory, a putrid smell came over his nostrils and made him nauseous. Fighting his discomfort, he slowed down and listened carefully to what was going on around him. The moonlight streamed in through the broken window, creating eerie shadows.
Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed from behind him like a ghost, bringing a cool breeze. Lin Feng turned around in alarm, but saw nothing. "Come out! Don't hide your head!" Lin Feng shouted, his voice echoing through the empty factory building.
Then a grim voice came out of the darkness: "Forest Wind, you shouldn't have come." The sound seemed to come from all directions, making it impossible to locate it.
Lin Feng looked at the sound, saw Zhang Hua slowly out of the darkness. His face was full of fear and despair, his eyes were lost, and his body trembled.
"Zhang Hua, what's going on?" Lin Feng asked, his voice eager and angry.
Zhang Hua's lips trembled and his voice was tearful: "I was framed. I was threatened that if I didn't do it, my family would be in danger."
'Who is it? Lin Feng cross-questioning, eyes firmly staring at Zhang Hua.
Zhang Hua gang was about to speak when suddenly a gunshot broke the silence of the night. A bullet whistled, Zhang Hua instantly fell in a pool of blood.
Lin Feng quickly hid behind a pillar, his heart beating fast. "Come out! You can't get away with it!" Lin Feng shouted, his voice full of anger.
At this time, a man wearing a mask appeared in Lin Feng's sight. He was a tall man, wrapped in a black cloak, with only his eyes shining cold.
"Who are you? Why kill these people?" Lin Feng asked angrily, clenching his hands into fists.
The masked man gave a sneer, his voice full of sarcasm. "You'll never know the truth." Then he turned and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
Lin Feng looked at Zhang Hua's body, his heart was full of anger and doubt. What is the plot behind this? He secretly vowed that he must uncover the truth and let the murderer be punished.
Chapter 5: The Truth comes out
Lin Feng looked at Zhang Hua's body, his eyes were full of grief and anger and firmness. His eyes seemed to penetrate the darkness and shoot straight into the unknown distance. The smell of death permeated the factory, and the moonlight filtered through the broken Windows and cool onto the mottled floor, creating eerie patches of light and shadow. Those light and shadow crisscrossing, as if to tell the place has happened the crime.
Lin Feng slowly crouched down and carefully looked at Zhang Hua's wound again. The blood had dried up from the wound, and was particularly striking in the pale moonlight. His brow furrowed as he contemplated the motives and identity of the murderer. Suddenly, he found that Zhang Hua's hand was tightly holding a piece of a garment corner, which was shining faintly in the moonlight.
Lin Feng carefully opened Zhang Hua's fingers and took out the pieces of clothing corners. The material of the fragments looks quite high-grade, and the texture on the top is delicate and unique. He quickly put the corner pieces in his pocket and looked around again.
In the corner of the factory, an old notebook caught his attention. The cover of the notebook was covered with dust and rust, as if it had been long forgotten. Lin Feng gently walked over, crouched down, picked up the notebook, and opened the yellowing page. There were numbers and symbols scrawled on them, scrawled and hurried, and he had a hunch that they might be relevant to the case.
At this time, Xiao Li in the police station anxiously waiting for the news of Lin Feng. The light in the office was dim, and Xiao Li's figure appeared lonely and anxious under the light. He kept pacing in the office, the floor under his feet made a "creaking" sound, as if to tell his inner unease.
"What can I do? It's too dangerous for Detective Lin to be there alone." Xiao Li muttered, his voice filled with worry and helplessness. His forehead was covered with beads of sweat, which slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground, disappearing in an instant.
Suddenly, the telephone rang sharply, breaking the silence in the office. Xiao Li hurried to pick up the phone, his hand trembling slightly with nervousness.
"Xiao Li, investigate the contents of this notebook immediately." Lin Feng's voice came from the other end of the phone, short and rapid, with a hint of urgency.
Not daring to delay, Xiao Li immediately replied, "OK, Detective Lin, I'll do it right away!"
After hanging up the phone, Xiao Li took a deep breath, sat down in front of the computer, and began to devote himself to the investigation. His fingers drummed rapidly on the keyboard, his eyes fixed on the screen for every possible clue.
After some hard work, Xiao Li finally made a discovery. He discovers that the numbers and symbols are linked to a mysterious company. This company is a formal enterprise on the surface, but after in-depth investigation, it is found that there are many unknown secrets hidden behind.
Lin Feng learned this news, decided to investigate the company. The company is located in a high-end office building in the center of the city, the tower rises to the sky, the glass curtain wall glitters in the sun. But Lin Feng felt a dark breath hidden in the depths, and the light seemed to be just a layer of hypocrisy.
Disguised as a client, he entered the office wearing a sharp suit. He was greeted by a woman with a pretty face but cold eyes. The woman's makeup is exquisite, but it can not hide the cold and distant eyes.
"What can I do for you, Sir?" The woman's voice was emotionless, as cold as machinery.
Lin Feng said quietly, "I am very interested in your company's business and want to know about it." He had the right smile on his face, but his eyes were sharp and alert.
The woman smiled, a smile like a mask on her face, false and rigid. "Yes, Sir. Please sit here." She made an elegant gesture to guide Lin Feng to sit down.
The woman began to introduce the company's business in a clear but warm voice. While listening, Lin Feng observed the surrounding environment and people. The people in the hall were busy moving about, their faces were indifferent or anxious, and there was nothing relaxed or pleasant.
Just then, he found the door of an office closed and guarded by two burly bodyguards. The bodyguards wore dark glasses and expressionless faces, their hands folded in front of their chests and their muscles tense, revealing an imposing and inviolable manner.
Lin Feng heart move, intuition told him that this office must be hidden important secrets.
Chapter Six: The final showdown
Lin Feng's eyes locked tightly on the closed office door, eyes shining firm and determined. His heart beat violently inside his chest, as if beating the drums for the coming battle. The confusion in his heart was like a tangle, but it strengthened his determination to uncover the truth.
While dealing with the introduction of the indifferent woman in front of him, he secretly calculated how to approach the mysterious door. The woman's voice was buzzing in his ear, and he only nodded occasionally, not thinking at all about what she was saying.
"Excuse me, miss, I need to go to the bathroom." Lin Feng said politely, with the same gentle smile on his face. Yet there was a hint of urgency and tension in his eyes.
The woman gave a slight start, a flicker of doubt on her beautiful face, but quickly recovered her indifference and then pointed in a direction: "Over there, Sir."
Lin Feng got up and walked toward the bathroom, the pace seemed calm, but it was hidden urgent. As he passed the closed door, he deliberately slowed his pace and looked out of the corner of his eye at the two bodyguards at the door. Just then, a bodyguard cast a watchful eye, the eye as sharp as a sword, as if it could Pierce the camouflage of Lin Feng.
Lin Feng walked casually into the bathroom and quickly closed the door. The bathroom smelled of detergent and the lights were dim. He leaned on the sink, his hands supported the table, gasping for breath, thinking quickly of countermeasures in his heart. In the mirror, his face was solemn and his eyes were full of fighting spirit.
He decided to go back to the hall and wait. Time seemed to freeze in the tense atmosphere, and every second seemed extra long.
The atmosphere in the hall remained tense and subdued. The sound of people's footsteps and conversations mixed together to form a noisy background sound. Suddenly, there was a disturbance inside the company, which turned out to be a heated argument between an employee and his supervisor. Employees blushed and shouted at their supervisors for being unfair; The supervisor was red-faced and angrily hit back at the employee's accusations. The two men's voices echoed through the empty hall, capturing everyone's attention.
In the midst of this confusion, the Forest wind crept closer to the door. His feet were light and swift, like those of a swift cheetah. As he approached, another bodyguard spotted his move and shouted, "Stop! What are you doing?" The sound was as loud as a bell and reverberated through the hall.
Lin Feng did not stop, but sped up to the door. The bodyguard saw this and immediately reached out his hand to stop. Lin Feng sidestepped and nimbly avoided the big hand of the bodyguard. Then, with a roundhouse kick, he hits the bouncer in the stomach. The bodyguard is in pain and steps back.
Lin Feng took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the bodyguard launched a fierce fight. Bodyguards are big and strong, but Lin Feng is agile and flexible. He ducked left and right, avoiding the repeated attacks of the bodyguard, while looking for the other side's flaws.
Lin Feng hooked the bouncer on the chin, and the bouncer's head jerked back. However, not to be outdone, the bodyguard pounced, knocking Lin Feng to the ground.
Just as he was about to break through the bodyguard's block, the office door suddenly opened and a dark figure appeared in the doorway.
"Lin Feng, I didn't think you could find this place." "Said the figure coldly, defiant in his voice. His voice was low and husky, like a demon from hell.
Lin Feng fixed his eyes and saw that this man was the black hand behind the curtain - a criminal who had been imprisoned for a crime and now changed his face. His face bore a ferocious scar, and his eyes showed endless evil and arrogance.
"At last your guilt will be exposed!" Lin Feng shouted angrily, his voice full of the power of justice.
The two men looked at each other for a moment, as if sparks were flying where their eyes met. A fierce fight to the death ensued. In the office, tables and chairs were overturned, papers were scattered on the floor, and the sound of broken objects could be heard constantly.
Lin Feng throws a flying kick that knocks the villain to the sofa. The villain quickly got up, picked up an object on the table, and threw it at Lin Feng. Lin Feng sidestepped, and the decoration hit the wall and broke into several pieces.
They beat from one end of the office to the other, sweat soaked Lin Feng's clothes, and the villain's breathing became rapid.
After a thrilling fight, Lin Feng finally found the flaw of the villain, a catch, he uniforms the ground.
"You will not escape, the law will punish you!" Lin Feng gasped and said.
Good finally triumphed over evil, and the Misty City returned to its usual calm.