Chapter 0855 - Targeted Everywhere
In fact, it is not difficult to understand that the deceased and the murderer knew this, from the beginning, when Ding Fan was at the scene, he asked the people around him.
Last night, after dark, did you hear anything outside?
At that time, everyone's answer seemed to be the same, and no one heard anything, except for the family living opposite the scene of the deceased, and heard a little crashing sound that night, and the sound seemed to be quite dull.
It's just that he didn't care about it at the time, and it didn't happen before anyway.
Nothing has ever happened, who knew that after this time there was a muffled noise outside, when I woke up in the morning, I found that there was a person lying on the ground in front of the door, and there was a lot of blood flowing everywhere on the ground.
And this family is the reporter of this case.
It has to be said that when people's lives are threatened, generally speaking, the first thing to do is to resist.
But when resistance is ineffective, the instinctive response is to call for help, unless someone stops the vocal organ in advance.
However, the corpse had been examined by Qin Lu, the throat organs were very complete, there was no problem of not being able to speak, and there was no trace of being forcibly held down on the deceased's mouth.
was pressed to the ground and faced the murderer without snorting, if you look at it this way, there is only one possibility.
It was that after the deceased saw the murderer at that time, he was not afraid of him at all, and even said that from the beginning, the deceased did not think that the murderer would kill him.
He was very confident, so he didn't believe that the murderer would do anything to him.
It's just that the final result was a bit unexpected to him, when the murderer killed him, he didn't seem to have any soft intentions, and he cut it with a knife without the slightest hesitation at all.
Perhaps at the last moment before his death, he never thought that he would die like this, so in the end, the eyes of the deceased were still wide, as if he couldn't believe that he would die at the hands of this person.
In other words, the deceased and the murderer knew each other before, even if they were not familiar with each other, the two had met at least a few times before, and they knew each other a little.
Therefore, if you want to investigate the identity of this murderer, you may have to conduct a little investigation from people known to Wang Liming, so that the scope of the investigation will at least be narrowed down a lot.
At the meeting, Ding Fan had already made his opinion very clear, and Ding Fan didn't know if he could find anything later, which depended on whether their investigation was meticulous.
It's still the same old question, this is not Bincheng after all, he is not the captain of the criminal police here, and the people here don't have to listen to him at all, what Ding Fan can do is to tell everyone what he thinks, and whether they can find clues depends on themselves.
After Wu Da explained all the tasks in hand, he turned around and called a small police officer to come over, and specially arranged for Ding Fan and the two, saying that they now had a case in hand and that they had to sort out the case as soon as possible.
Ding Fan can actually understand this, but why did he ask the young police officer just now to follow him?
This kid's inexplicable hostility towards himself has been a little inexplicable until now.
I think I haven't done anything too much since I came.
Whether it is from the investigation of the case or in today's case, I have helped a little and has not hindered anyone!
Is there really that kind of inexplicable ruthlessness in this world?
Or is it really jealous that you look good?
"What are we going to do next, the case of that finger, there won't be any clues turning around in the short term. "It's Ding Fan's self-examination
At that time, Qin Lu suddenly asked, "Are we just waiting here?" Or should I go down there to check the corpse, maybe I can find something useful!"
Ding Fan shook his head, pondered for a while, and suddenly said: "The police officer just now said that the deceased's name is Wang Liming, and they have already begun to investigate the identity of the deceased and the surrounding social relations, I think we can go to the deceased's home to have a look." ”
Just when Ding Fan was discussing this matter with Qin Lu, the young police officer standing behind the two of them said coldly: "This matter itself is the work of our bureau, I don't think it's too troublesome for the leader, let's take a rest here!"
Ding Fan didn't know what was wrong, since this morning, this kid has been angry, as if there was some grudge between the two before.
But Ding Fan doesn't remember this incident!
I didn't even know who he was before, but today I heard Wu Da say, what is this young man's name Wu Zhanjun, and he came here for an internship at the beginning of this year.
From the name to the looks, to the place where the two were born, there is no overlap in all the experiences, obviously there could be no contradiction or anything like that before.
I just don't know why this kid is targeting him everywhere, even Qin Lu can see that this young man named Wu Zhanjun is obviously a little hostile to Ding Fan.
He even asked him in a whisper, but Ding Fan, who asked last, looked depressed.
Although Wu Zhanjun didn't want Ding Fan to intervene in this case, the leaders above didn't know what he thought, and even had the opposite of his idea.
So in the end, Wu Zhanjun had no choice but to follow the two of them and go to the deceased's house.
even had to listen to Ding Fan's words, ran errands for him before and after, found people from the neighborhood committee, and learned some information about the landlord who rented the house before the deceased.
Although Wu Zhanjun was a little repulsed by Ding Fan, he didn't dare to hide anything about the case, but he understood it very clearly.
Wang Liming is Chinese New Year's Eve two years old today, slightly chubby, and specializes in selling fish in the Xierdaozi vegetable market.
According to the landlord, Wang Liming's hometown is not here, and he came here specifically to do business, his hometown is an elm tun, his home is close to the river, and he has a little relationship with the fishing head over there, and the fish and shrimp in his hands are very fresh, and the house he rents here is basically he lives here alone.
Because it is more convenient to sell fish, there is a small pond in this yard, which he usually uses to stock, so the fish he sells are relatively fresh, and the business has always been good.
It's just that when Ding Fan asked if Wang Liming had any friends here, the landlord said with a smile: " What friends can he have, out of the stall in the morning, he was busy until the afternoon before he came back, cleaned up, basically snored in the house, ate something at night is to wander outside, went back to sleep, began to load the car early the next morning, turned outside and began to work, this house he lived alone, not even a person to speak, basically a week, just that day, someone came to deliver to him, he only said two words, if I didn't know him for two years, I thought he was dumb。 ”
In this way, it seems that Wang Liming's personality is withdrawn enough, and he is usually a taciturn person.
It is said that such a person is not the kind of person who is easy to cause trouble outside.
Who would have such hatred for him?
"Could it be that we guessed wrong, this time it's not a vendetta?" Qin Lu asked a little worriedly.
Who knew that when she asked this, Wu Zhanjun, who was following on the side, sneered and said, "Who knows if it's true?
But if you swear that this case is very likely to be a vendetta, if not, isn't it very shameless?"
Ding Fan didn't listen to Wu Zhanjun's cynicism at all, after the landlord opened the door, he had already taken the lead in entering, carefully observing everything around him, and his eyes swept over no suspicious position.
Qin Lu, who was standing at the door, glared at Wu Zhanjun fiercely with her beautiful big eyes, turned around and followed in, as if she didn't want to deal with this kid.
But Wu Zhanjun didn't seem to see it, looked at Qin Lu's back, and followed behind with a smile.
It's just that this kid was smug and didn't pay attention to his feet, so he only took a few steps, and was suddenly pressed on his shoulder by Ding Fan, and pushed back hard.
At that time, he thought that Ding Fan was not intentional, just because his words just made him make a fool of himself in front of Qin Lu, so he began to take revenge on himself.
Although he was a little nervous, in order to achieve his goal, he was still willing to Ding Fan to take a little revenge on him here, at least someone could see it, and he would definitely be told to go around when the time came.
But after Ding Fan pushed him away this time, he didn't seem to think about doing anything superfluous, but slowly bent down, squatted on the ground, reached out and put a pair of gloves on his hand, and carefully picked up something on the ground.
"What is this?" Qin Lu has been very unaccustomed to the smell here since he walked into this courtyard, and the fishy stench around him is simply disgusting.
If it weren't for the fact that she was a forensic doctor herself, and she had a certain resistance to all kinds of smells, I am afraid that she would have run to the side and started to vomit by this time.
But after seeing that Ding Fan had found something here, he hurriedly ran over, just to see what Ding Fan had found in his hand.
"It should be chips. After Ding Fan carefully checked the things in his hand, he said a little uncertainly: "I don't know what local gamblers generally use, but when I worked in the county before, I also saw similar things in gambling, and they generally use this thing as a calculation tool, and it is very likely that this Wang Liming is also a gambler." ”
For a long time, there has been a question in this case that has been bothering Ding Fan, that is, why did the deceased go to the scene of the crime.
Although the location where he lives is also in the west of the city, the distance between them is not close at all.
Is it possible that it was because of this thing in his hand that he went to the scene at night?
"The time of Wang Liming's death seems to be around half past nine last night, right?" Ding Fan recalled the testimony of eyewitnesses, and after adding the time on the inspection report, he could basically determine a little.
Supposedly at this time, it was completely dark outside, didn't he usually sleep at this time?
Just when Ding Fan was thinking about this, he accidentally found a clear shoe print on the wall of the courtyard.
As soon as he saw this mark, Ding Fan hurriedly ran over, stretched out his hand to measure it, and even stretched out his foot to check the height, and finally shook his head and said: "This should be left after the run, he wants to go out from here? Why do you want to go from here, the gate is not far away, is it necessary to go from here?"
"Unless he doesn't want to be seen. Qin Lu followed Ding Fan's side, and his thoughts closely followed his investigation ideas, although it was a little difficult to follow, but it was much stronger than Wu Zhanjun in the back.
At this time, Wu Zhanjun almost didn't know what Ding Fan was talking about, and his eyes were stunned as he watched the two of them walking in the courtyard, east and west.
In the end, Ding Fan borrowed a ladder and checked the top of the wall, and sure enough, he found something on it.