Librairie de minuit - Chapitre 380
En général, when it comes to the crime scene, there are a few essential elements.
The police and the isolation line they set up,
the bodies, blood stains, and the forensic doctor in uniform,
bien sûr,
they also can’t leave the melon-eating crowd.
The old Taoist helped Zhou Ze squeeze through the crowd and escorted him in.
He took a breath,
he felt a sense of déjà vu,
he remembered that his previous boss also liked to investigate cases,
ensuite, he almost lost himself in the investigation.
Puis, he looked at the current boss behind him. Boss Zhou’s face was contemptuous and he didn’t want to come,
the old Taoist heaved a sigh of relief,
at least..,
the current boss wasn’t very interested in investigating cases.
D'un autre côté, Zhang Yanfeng also came over and helped Zhou Ze in.
Zhou ze saw the tall and thin policewoman again. The other party also noticed Zhou Ze.
The policewoman was probably also surprised. What was Zhou Ze’s background? Why did the two criminal police captains like to ask him for help when they were handling cases?
Zhang Yanfeng commanded the team very skillfully. This was also nonsense. Après tout, he had been working here for 20 années. Maintenant, he had just changed his body.
This made many police officers have a misconception. They felt that the new leader was similar to the leader who was sacrificed a while ago. Their style of handling cases was basically the same.
pourtant, everyone was quite used to it. After the death of the old captain, they could not hear his scolding voice for a while. They were really anxious.
Old Zhang took Zhou Ze to look at the body first. It was the old woman who was selling newspapers by the roadside yesterday.
A forensic doctor and her assistant were examining the body, and the preliminary autopsy report was out.
“The cause of death was a heavy blow to the back of the head. The time of death was around the second half of the night. Because the body was found by passers-by at six o’clock in the morning, and the time that the two of US left here yesterday was 11:30, we can basically analyze the approximate time of death.
“en plus, take a look here.
“This is the cement road in the countryside. This is the tricycle of the deceased. According to the preliminary inquiry from the deceased’s family, the deceased usually went to a stall near Little Rock Bridge at six in the evening to sell newspapers, “When the newspapers are sold out, or at the latest by one in the morning, the deceased will definitely come back on his tricycle.
“If the newspapers are sold out earlier, they will come back earlier.
“This place is about twenty minutes’ride from where we met the deceased yesterday. And this place is not far from the deceased’s home. The deceased’s home is behind the field in front, “Her husband went there a few years ago, and her son got married a long time ago. She lives alone in the old house.”
After explaining the general situation, Zhang Yanfeng lowered his voice and whispered into Zhou Ze’s ear:
“Why didn’t I see any souls?”
“They probably went straight to hell,”Zhou Ze explained.
If the souls of every dead person had to walk around the bookstore, then boss Zhou would have made a fortune a long time ago. Counting the underworld notes at home would be enough to make his hands go soft.
Zhou Ze also squatted down and asked for a pair of gloves from the forensic doctor. He roughly examined the body. Although boss Zhou was not a forensic doctor, if he only looked at the surface and speculated about some things, the surgeons would also have experience.
The cause of death was indeed due to a heavy blow to the back of the head.
“What is this red powder?”Zhou ze pointed at the dust on the back of the head of the deceased and asked.
“It’s a red brick,”the female medical examiner answered directly. “The initial deduction is that the murder weapon should be a red brick. I’ve already asked someone to search nearby, but I haven’t received any information yet.”
Zhou ze nodded, indiquant qu'il a compris.
De nos jours, there were many detective dramas and detective novels. Although many of them were made up, there were also many real parts.
He remembered that the United States had made a documentary that explained the techniques of criminal investigation in detail a few years ago, but it was later stopped because that documentary could also be used as a popular educational film for the murderer.
Au moins, over the years, as long as it was not a case of pure panic and passion, the proportion of murderers who would hide the murder weapon, wipe away fingerprints, and try not to leave any DNA information began to increase.
If the murder weapon was just a red brick, the murderer would take it away after killing the person and then find an inconspicuous place to throw it away. It would be really difficult for the police to find it.
Zhou Ze stood up and looked at the tricycle that was also circled. There was a human figure drawn in chalk on the ground beside the tricycle. It should be the position of the victim lying on the ground when he was found.
“As-tu vu quelque chose, Patron?”Zhang Yanfeng asked in a low voice.
“je l'ai vu. You must have seen it too.”
Zhou Ze didn’t think that an old criminal policeman would be worse than him.
In fact..,
the incident was already very clear,
one could even clearly imagine the scene at that time.
The old lady rode her tricycle home at around 12:30,
ensuite, a black shadow with a brick rushed up from behind and directly hit the old lady who was riding. The old lady fell off the tricycle and died.
The old woman’s speed on the tricycle was very slow. An adult would be able to catch up with her with a little sprinting.
“This is the area of the country road. There are no cameras. de plus, since it was late at night, the probability of witnesses to the case will be very low.”
As he said that..,
zhang Yanfeng said seriously again,
“Le plus important, isn’t all of this too coincidental?”
Zhou ze nodded. Oui, it was too much of a coincidence.
Hier, he and Old Zhang went to the disposal site 16 years ago and saw this old woman. When they turned around, this old woman was immediately killed.
He was not Conan, and he did not carry the aura of a dead person wherever he went.
Bien qu'il n'y ait aucune preuve directe, instinctivement, people could not help but connect the two cases together.
“What’s the date today?”Zhou ze asked.
“August 16th,”Zhang Yanfeng answered.
“Yesterday was the 15th. What was the date of the body disposal case 16 il y a des années?”Zhou ze asked.
Zhang Yanfeng had never given up on that case, so almost all the information about that case was printed in his mind. En ce moment, he did not need to flip through the file to answer directly:
“The discovery of the neon was on…”
Parce qu'elle avait une limite de temps, Parce qu'elle avait une limite de temps,
“The discovery of the RF was on September 1,2002. After a round of investigation, it was known that the first person who picked up the meat and brought it home was on August 17,2002.”
“août 17, August 15,”Zhou Ze repeated silently, puis dit, “août 17 is the first day that the body parts are known to be found, but the time when the deceased was killed should be mentioned a little earlier.”
“Que veux-tu dire?”
“Yesterday was the 15th, and the case of the 12th year also happened in August. Is it possible that yesterday was actually the 16th anniversary sacrifice of the victim of the dismemberment case?”
Zhang Yanfeng’s face twitched,
he did not think that Zhou Ze was farfetched and spouting nonsense,
because the possibility was really high.
It was almost a law that the murderer would like to return to the scene of the crime and squeeze among the onlookers to watch the show.
Just like how a person would like to turn around and look down at his own poop after taking a shit.
Zhang Yanfeng’s face suddenly twisted and his breathing became faster. His fingers began to tremble because of anger,
“En d'autres termes, it’s very likely that the murderer went there just after we left yesterday.
Et..,
maybe when we were there..,
the murderer even brushed past us!”
Old Zhang’s fists immediately tightened,
if the murderer really brushed past him yesterday..,
this was really a form of humiliation..,
a form of humiliation to his profession!
“You can investigate here first. Perhaps we are overthinking things. How can such a coincidence happen in this world, droite?”
Zhang Yanfeng nodded with some difficulty, dit alors, “I really hope that it was him. Sixteen years ago, due to conditions, he was able to get away with it for so many years. If he was the one who killed him this time, I would definitely not let him escape again.”
Zhou ze reached out and patted Zhang Yanfeng’s shoulder, puis est sorti.
The old priest immediately followed, and the two of them got into the car.
The old priest sat in the driver’s seat and started the car. Il a demandé, “Patron, are we going back to the bookstore?”
“Non, to the Little Stone Bridge.”
Peu de temps après,
the car drove into the small road where Zhou Ze and old Zhang had come yesterday.
Getting out of the car,
zhou Ze sat down on the curb.
He vaguely remembered,
hier, he had been joking with that old woman who sold newspapers,
she had asked him if he had lost something and had come back to look for it,
he had even jokingly replied: Oui, he had lost a few pieces of meat.
“Patron, is this the scene of the body dumping case that officer Zhang mentioned 16 il y a des années?”
“Oui.”
“TSK TSK.”
The old priest started to look around.
pourtant, 16 les années avaient passé. For a big city, 16 years was enough to bring about an earth-shattering change.
Why did the old woman die,
was it really because the murderer of the body dumping case from 16 years ago had appeared and started to commit crimes again?
Then why did he want to kill this old woman?
Zhou Ze licked his lips,
actually..,
there was one more thing that Zhou Ze noticed,
shouldn’t one sell newspapers on the streets? One had to find a place with high traffic to set up a stall. Why would that old woman set up a stall on this small road in the middle of the night?
Cela n'avait pas de sens. An old man who lived separately from his son should be selling newspapers to support his family. The first thing he needed to do was to sell more newspapers.
“Patron, you told police officer Zhang that when you came yesterday, the murderer might have come too? C'est trop une coïncidence. Après tout, 16 les années ont passé. The murderer might have died long ago.”
Zhou Ze didn’t answer,
plutôt, il a levé la tête,
he looked at the wall close to the path,
behind the wall was an old apartment building.
Zhou ze suddenly froze,
it was as if a bolt of lightning had struck his mind,
was there another possibility,
that Was..,
the murderer..,
had lived in this dormitory building for the past 16 années?
When he and Old Zhang came here last night,
the murderer..,
was actually standing behind the window of a room on a certain floor,
his gaze..,
was looking over here?