Horror Teahouse: I only sell terrible things

Lu Xinyi told us that the first victim in this case was an addict whose body was found from his home, and it was his neighbor who called the police, saying that there were gunshots coming from the next room.

When the police arrived, they found that the room was locked, and when the door was slammed, the addict was dead, he had been shot in the head, there was a hole in each of the left and right temples, and the bullet was embedded in the wall.

The police conducted a detailed investigation, and there were no traces of a fight in the deceased's home, and no footprints, fingerprints, hair and other items left by strangers were found.

And the deceased's hands have a gunsmoke reaction, which can prove to a certain extent that the deceased is very likely to have committed suicide.

Strangely, however, the police did not find the murderous gun at the scene.

In the community where the deceased lived, cameras were installed at the entrance of each unit, and after the police retrieved it, no suspicious person was found.

Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu slapped the table excitedly.

"I've heard of this episode, murder in a secret room!" Lu

Xin nodded.

"It's indeed a murder in a closed room, the police have been investigating for a long time, and they don't have a clue, so they called me to help.

Speaking of this, Lu Xinyi's expression became solemn.

"The deceased in the second shooting was a programmer, and he died in the same way as the first one, when he was shot in the temple, and the bullet went through the back of his head and into the refrigerator two meters away.

The deceased still had gunsmoke reaction on his hands, but he still could not find the gun at the scene, and no suspicious traces were found. I

was stunned when I heard it, these two cases are very similar to suicides, but how can a suicide not find a gun?

Lu Xinyi continued.

"In the third case, the deceased was an entrepreneur who died in a slightly different way, the bullet was shot in the mouth and a bloody hole was punched in the brain stem.

Lin Xiaolu hurriedly asked.

"Still can't find the gun?"

"Hmm.

Lu Xinyi drank a glass of bitter wine and sighed.

"It's the hardest case I've ever handled since I became a detective. He glanced at me, "You don't ask me for a drink today, and I'm going to go to the teahouse tomorrow to ask you for help, and I suspect now that this case is most likely not man-made......"

He said, it was most likely a paranormal event.

A flash of inspiration flashed in my head.

"Didn't you find the bullets at the scene? Have you made any comparisons?" Lu

Xinyi took out his mobile phone and flipped out three photos, which were the three bullets taken from the three scenes.

The three bullets look exactly the same, and they are supposed to come from the same gun.

"The police have identified it as an AKE-906 revolver from Russia, which was produced in the 90s of the last century and is now rare. "

I stared at the three bullets carefully, and for some reason, I always felt that these three bullets had a weird feeling.

Lu Xinyi was probably really tired, and he was angry, so we ended the wine shop early and went back to our respective homes.

Early the next morning, Lin Xiaolu and I had just arrived at the teahouse, and a middle-aged man ran in in a panic.

He shouted loudly.

"Boss, is the boss there?"

I said I'm the boss, what's the matter?

I didn't expect the middle-aged man to kneel down for me with a puff.

"Boss, help! help me!" he

said, pulling out a glowing object from his pocket.

When I fixed my eyes, I was shocked into a cold sweat, and what the middle-aged man was holding in his hand was clearly a silver revolver