Wine and Gun

Standing beside the almost skeleton, the young deceased stands, one hand arranged to hold the other's bare skull, while the other is placed across the other's neck: a blue flower branch It was woven into the shape of a sharp sword in his hand, the sword edge was entangled with the cervical vertebra of the skull, and there were blue and white bouquets of hydrangea blossoms. Between the necks of the bones, red poppies flowed down from there in the form of blood, flowing step by step along the stone steps.

——The last little red flower was lying in front of Olga Molozze’s shoe toe. She stood at the bottom of the steps, holding her arms, and commented in a relaxed tone: “He reproduced Artemisia Gentileschi's Judith Kills Holofernes."

"Fuck," said Bart Hardy sincerely.

"What part of that sentence are you complaining about?" Olga quipped, glancing at him, "because this Sunday the gardener killed two people unexpectedly—he's only been in one case before, after all Killing two victims at once is still quite rare - or is it because you have something to say about Baroque painters?"

"I don't care which painter is from the Baroque period!" cried Hardy desperately, in the voice of a man who is almost disappointed with the whole world, "I care: how the hell did he put two corpses The one at the door of the courthouse?!"

——That's right, the two of them are standing at the door of the state district court. The wide square is surrounded by a whole circle of blockades, and further away, they are blocked by reporters' interview cars. With such an open space on site, WLPD could hardly hope to cover the reporters' view with anything.

That's fantastic, Hardy can imagine that within twenty minutes, pictures of dead bodies without mosaics would be flooding the Internet.

The two corpses were placed on the highest step of the stone steps of the courthouse, and the red poppies flowed down the steps like a waterfall, mixing with the bloody corpses, making people physically uncomfortable.

"The CSI people said that all the surveillance videos at night have been deleted and the security guard stationed in the security room was attacked from behind, and now he is still lying in the hospital because of a concussion," Olga said. , although she knew that what Hardy had just called out was just a desperate complaint, he didn't really want to know the answer.

Hardy sighed heavily. "But I don't understand, why did the Sunday gardener choose this site? He's always been a big fan of open woodlands, or parks with water sources. Courts, really? Dangerous. big, and-"

"It's stylish again." Olga said with a low smile.

Hardy glared at her.

At this moment, a police officer walked in their direction with a few pages of copy paper, but he was cut off by Olga before he could pass the contents to Hardy. She deftly pulled the page out of the policeman's hand, and laughed.

"The victim who still kept his face was named William Brown, who was nicknamed 'Billy' by his friends," Olga read. The paper copied the deceased's social security information and other materials. "Oh, this one was involved in a lawsuit before: he sued his boarding school teacher for trying to harass him and bit him in the face as he tried to struggle."

Hardy couldn't help looking at the face of the young deceased, the light-colored scars clearly visible. Such a young victim always made him feel uncomfortable, obviously because he also had a child at home.

"Does it matter?" he asked bitterly.

"It's a big deal, Bart!" Olga said loudly, waving the pages in his hand.

She paused vigorously, then pointed to the two corpses: "Look at the two corpses—why is this young man named William Brown carefully decorated with silk and blue flowers, but the other dead But they were skinned and half of their flesh disappeared? Also, the gardener put the two of them in the pose of Judith Killing Holofernes, the beautiful young woman Judith killed in order to protect her hometown The general of the invaders... and we all know that Artemisia used this biblical story as a model many times after she was sexually assaulted by another painter. Bart, although it was not the tendency of Sunday gardeners before this - but I guess he wouldn't choose a victim with such a special experience, a subject like this, and nothing to illustrate."

Although Officer Hardy really wanted to complain about the phrase "we all know", he was completely shocked by what Olga said, and he stammered: "You mean—?"

"Yes." Olga answered crisply, throwing the paper in his hand back into the young police officer's hand, watching him hurriedly catch it.

Then, she said to the police officer, "Excuse me, bring in the forensic field investigator over there." The Forensic Medicine Bureau's car had just arrived outside the crime scene, and the field investigator was desperately trying to break through the reporters' siege and enter the blockade. This attempt so far appears to be completely unsuccessful. "We need them to extract the DNA of another deceased person other than Brown, and I have reason to suspect that he is the one in the documentation—"

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