CHAPTER 591: CHAPTER 584: IS HE THE MURDERER?

Bloodstains?

Sisi was startled, her body hair standing on end.

"How could it possibly be bloodstains? Feifei, could you have gotten it wrong?" Sisi wasn’t too convinced.

Shangguan curled the corner of his mouth, "Actually, judging from the darkened color of the creek in the photo, the likelihood of bloodstains is higher. If it were mud, the water’s color would be lighter, it shouldn’t be that deep."

At this moment, Zhong Anmei came out of the kitchen, smiling and asking: "What bloodstains? What are you guys talking about?"

Sisi didn’t answer, she simply pulled Shangguan and Zhong Anmei and ran to the Yang Family to look at the photo; Mrs. Yang was watching TV alone at home.

Sisi took out that photo directly and handed it to Zhong Anmei, asking: "An Mei, do you think the man in this photo is washing off mud or bloodstains?"

Zhong Anmei took the photo and looked at it carefully. Mrs. Yang, finding it strange, also came over to look.

After a long time, Zhong Anmei said somewhat uncertainly: "I think it looks more like bloodstains, the color of rotten mud isn’t that red."

"Moreover, the photo was taken only an hour after the rain, the mud on the ground would not have become slurry so quickly," Shangguan added.

"Right, now that you mention it, Feifei, I remember too. It was a moderate rain that day; the ground was slippery but not enough to become soggy mud. It’s not very likely to get that much mud on oneself from a fall," Mrs. Yang also recalled the conditions on the mountain that day after Shangguan’s reminder.

With everyone saying so, Sisi also felt that Doctor Guo was washing off bloodstains, but the Doctor Guo in the photo was smiling, looking relaxed and comfortable, as if he was enjoying the tranquility of the valley, and there was nothing in it that suggested he was washing off bloodstains.

"Feifei, Sisi, why are you arguing over whether this man is washing off blood or mud? What’s the use of it?" Zhong Anmei asked curiously.

Sisi let out a sigh and said word by word: "If what he’s washing is bloodstains, then this Doctor Guo is very likely to be the murderer in the Yuncui Mountain Jane Doe case."

Mrs. Yang and Zhong Anmei both jumped in fright, Mrs. Yang was still okay, after all, she was a former medical nurse who had been on the battlefield and quickly returned to normal with just a slight startle. But Zhong Anmei was so scared that she suddenly threw the photo onto the coffee table as if she feared the man in the picture would leap out.

"Really? Is he really the killer? Should we report it to the police?" Zhong Anmei asked anxiously.

Sisi was also hesitant; she actually didn’t quite believe that Doctor Guo was the killer because she couldn’t sense any evil from this man, he was very clean and kind, and when Doctor Guo interacted with the children, Sisi could also feel Doctor Guo’s full love; he genuinely liked children.

Could such a positive man really be a deranged murderer?

Sisi simply couldn’t believe it, how could that be possible?

After stating these speculations, Shangguan stopped making comments and took out a popsicle from the refrigerator to lick.

Just as Sisi hesitated about whether to hand over this photo to the authorities or not, Zhong Anmei suddenly exclaimed: "Oh no, if this man is the killer, isn’t Lu Yunfei in great danger?"

Yes, who knows if Lu Yunfei might be Doctor Guo’s next target?

According to the suspense movies from her previous life that she had seen, these kind of psychopathic killers with paranoid tendencies won’t just stop after killing a single victim. They would continuously seek out targets, continuously commit murders, which is typically known as serial killings.

Moreover, these victims always have something in common, whether it’s similar appearances, similar body shapes, the same profession, or having made similar mistakes, and so on.

If only we knew the identity of the victim.

But the body was just discovered and was so badly decomposed that it was hardly recognizable. Moreover, the criminal investigation team does not have so many high-tech detection methods at their disposal right now, so it won’t be easy to ascertain the victim’s identity anytime soon.

The immediate issue, however, is Lu Yunfei’s personal safety. Although we can’t be certain that Doctor Guo is the murderer, it’s better to be safe than sorry. We should still try to warn Lu Yunfei somehow!

Even though she doesn’t like Lu Yunfei, Sisi can’t just stand by and watch her get into trouble; she’s not that indifferent.

"Perhaps we should tell Lu Yunfei to be more cautious and avoid contact with that man!" Zhong Anmei suggested.

"I’m afraid she may not appreciate our concern," Sisi pouted.

In the afternoon, Sisi took Du Du and Mao Dou back to City F, leaving the task of warning Lu Yunfei to Zhong Anmei. As for the photo, everyone agreed that Zhong Anmei would hand it over to Shangguan Qing’s comrade in arms. They would only provide the evidence, and how the Police Station would further investigate was none of their business.

Mrs. Yang had printed several copies of that photo, and Sisi casually took one home, planning to show it to Tian Xinhua that night, to figure out if it was blood or just dirt.

Speaking of which, she truly did not want to believe that Doctor Guo was a psychopath.

Tian Xinhua had been coming home early these past few days, wanting to spend more time with his wife and son before he had to go back to being a bachelor.

During dinner, the phone rang. Du Du put down his chopsticks and scurried over to answer the call; he was always the most eager to pick up the phone.

"Mommy, Aunt Mei is looking for you," Du Du said with a hint of disappointment, realizing the call wasn’t for him.

Sisi got up, patted her son’s head, took the receiver and said with a smile, "An Mei, what’s up?"

"Sisi, Lu Yunfei has been missing for three days; she’s disappeared!" Zhong Anmei’s voice came through the phone, sounding panicked.

Sisi’s brow furrowed tightly. Could Doctor Guo really be the killer? Had Lu Yunfei been harmed?

On the other end of the line, Zhong Anmei seemed extremely agitated. Without waiting for Sisi’s response, she hastily explained the entire situation.

Zhong Anmei had gone to the Police Station that afternoon to submit the photo, but Shangguan Qing’s comrade wasn’t there, as he was out on a case. So, she left the photo with someone else from the investigative team and then went home to warn Lu Yunfei.

She had initially planned to wait for Lu Yunfei at her doorstep after work, but it was nearly dark and Lu Yunfei still hadn’t shown up. With good intentions, Zhong Anmei went directly to the Rong family home, only to find that the Rong siblings, Rong Ziqi and Rong Zishan, were the only ones there.

Only then did Zhong Anmei learn that Lu Yunfei hadn’t been home for three days. Since Lu Yunfei often had to travel for performances and would not return for several days, the Rong siblings did not find her three-day absence unusual and assumed Lu Yunfei was out on a performance trip as usual.

But Zhong Anmei had a hunch that something wasn’t quite right, so she got the phone number of the dance troupe’s leader from Rong Zishan. After getting home, she called to ask if Lu Yunfei was out on a performance.

Only then did she find out that Lu Yunfei hadn’t shown up at the dance troupe for three days. The leader often turned a blind eye to Lu Yunfei’s frequent absences, partly out of respect for Rong Zhen Sheng, so the leader hadn’t taken much notice this time.

Therefore, it was confirmed that Lu Yunfei had indeed disappeared!

The more Zhong Anmei thought about it after hanging up the phone, the more scared she became. Shangguan Qing hadn’t returned yet, and at home, it was just her and Tie Dan. She kept thinking about the unidentified female corpse and then about Lu Yunfei, whose uterus was removed. Even the shadows of the trees on the window glass seemed to her like the silhouette of a killer.

Zhong Anmei, terrified by her own imagination, didn’t dare to step out of the house, let alone go to the Yang Family’s home. She had no choice but to call Sisi for moral support; otherwise, she felt she might scare herself insane.