Chapter 161: Homicide
When the An family and Gu Chen left, Xin Suilan still didn't come back.
Old Mrs. Jane was really worried, and her face was brought out when she sent An's family.
Gu Chen, a little kid, also saw it, so he asked Mrs. Jane: "Grandma Jane, what's wrong with you?
Mrs. Jane sighed: "It's not that the little girl who was a guest at our house hasn't come back yet, I'm worried, you said that she hasn't been out these days, and she left without leaving a word, I don't know the bottom of my heart." β
Old Man Jian called the guards to find someone.
Gu Chen sent the An family away, and he also had to help find someone.
Jian Xicheng saw that the old lady was always hanging in her heart, and she was also a little uneasy.
Although he didn't want to have any contact with Xin Suilan, and he didn't like Xin Suilan's behavior very much, but in the end, Xin Suilan was a guest at Jian's house, and if something happened, they wouldn't be able to explain it.
Because of the Jian family's movements, several neighboring families with good relationships came over to ask what was going on.
When I knew that the little girl who lived in Jane's house hadn't come back yet, and then thought about what An Pingping encountered today, I was worried.
Several of them also called for help in finding them.
Jian Xicheng drove around looking for people at night, searched all the neighborhood, and looked for it in the distance.
Gu Chen also contacted a few friends to help find it.
I searched for it in the middle of the night, but I didn't find anyone.
Mrs. Jane was so anxious that she almost fainted out of breath.
Old Man Jane's face was also very ugly.
Jian Xicheng was not at ease, so he specially asked the caregiver to stay at home so that he could observe the situation of the two elderly people at any time.
The night passed, and there was no news at all.
Without waiting for dawn, Jian Xicheng went to the Public Security Bureau to call the police.
When he and Xie Cong arrived at the Public Security Bureau, they happened to meet an acquaintance.
This acquaintance is Wang Xuedong's elder brother Wang Xueliang.
Wang Xuedong is a bit unlearned, but Wang Xueliang is a very upright person.
He has a strong sense of justice and wants to be a policeman, but the people in his family can't help him so he has to support him, but this kid is really good after becoming a policeman.
He is now a small boss in the Public Security Bureau.
Seeing Jian Xicheng coming, Wang Xueliang hurriedly stood up and said hello: "Second Uncle Jian, why did you come to a place like ours with such a busy person?"
Jian Xicheng looked for a night and was a little tired, and his face was also very ugly.
Because he was looking for someone at night, Jian Xicheng was wearing a thick coat, and he didn't change his clothes at this time, so he came over.
He took off his coat and hung it between his arms, even if he was tired, he looked very elegant and handsome, like a jade boy, and Wang Xueliang, who was very good, was gray-headed.
But no one cares about the image at this time.
Jian Xicheng pulled a chair and sat down: "I'm here to report the crime, a female guest in my house has disappeared, and I didn't find anyone after looking for it all night yesterday." β
", such a coincidence?"
Wang Xueliang was taken aback and said a dirty word casually.
Jian Xicheng squinted at Wang Xueliang: "What's the matter, something happened?"
Wang Xueliang drank a sip to cover up: "No ......"
But under Jian Xicheng's urgent gaze, he still changed his words: "Yes, something happened." β
Say. Jian Xicheng asked in a deep voice.
Wang Xueliang shook his hand and almost spilled the water: "Yes, there was a murder in the suburbs last night, a little girl called someone to kill her when she got out of school, and found the body in the grove on the side of the road, and what is even more strange is that several families in the suburbs lost their chickens, and when they found it, the chicken bit their necks and spilled blood." β
Jian Xicheng's eyebrows sank slightly.
Somehow, he thought of the old lady he met yesterday.
The old lady was a little eccentric.
She looks very old, but she doesn't look like an old man, and she always gives people a cold feeling.
When Jian Xicheng met the old lady yesterday, the sun was already very high, and it stands to reason that it will not be cold this season.
But I don't know why, by the old lady's side, he would feel cold, as if it was the kind of chill that came from his bones.
"You say. Jian Xicheng knocked on the table: "Could this matter have something to do with Pingping's incident yesterday?"
Wang Xueliang didn't connect the murder case in the suburbs with An Pingping's case, but as soon as Jian Xicheng said this, he began to associate it.
Jian Xicheng pondered for a moment: "What about the information of the case?"
Wang Xueliang glared: "I can't show you this." β
Jian Xicheng sneered: "What, do you want me to ask the higher authorities?"
In a word, Wang Xueliang suddenly became dejected like a defeated rooster.
He pulled open the drawer and pulled out the papers.
Jian Xicheng looked through it, and when he saw the photo of the deceased, he was shocked, and then thought of the old lady who was untying An Pingping's collar when he followed the alley yesterday, he had a flash of inspiration in his mind, put the information on the table, pointed to the photo and said to Wang Xueliang: "Look at the neck of the deceased." β
Wang Xueliang didn't look at the photo.
He had been to the scene and remembered clearly what the deceased looked like: "The deceased was bitten on the neck. β
Jian Xicheng nodded: "The information shows that the deceased was not abused before he died, nor was he sexually assaulted, the deceased's family was poor, and it would not be kidnapping for ransom, so there can only be two reasons, one is vendetta, and the second is what someone uses the deceased's body to do." β
Jian Xicheng's analysis is very reasonable, and Wang Xueliang has also thought about this.
"What the second uncle said is that we think the same way. β
Jian Xicheng said again: "You also said that several families near the place where the deceased was found lost chickens, and the chickens were bitten off their necks, blood was spilled on the ground, and the deceased was also bitten on the neck, and when I rescued An Pingping yesterday, I found that the old lady was untying An Pingping's collar." β
Wang Xueliang's eyes widened wide and round, and he looked at Jian Xicheng in surprise: "Second uncle, what do you mean?"
Jian Xicheng nodded: "I wondered if the murderer would be the old lady, she either had some disease that needed blood, or she had to use blood, it happened that An Pingping was alone, she caught An Pingping and wanted to suck blood, but I broke the good thing and had to run away, on the way to escape, she was thirsty for blood, so she was hungry and caught chickens to suck blood......"
When Jian Xicheng said this, Wang Xueliang also made a picture in his heart, thinking of this possibility, he couldn't help but shudder: "Second uncle, what you said is a bit evil." β
"There are many evil things in this world. Jian Xicheng got up: "If that's the case, then Xin Suilan is probably in danger too." β
"I'm going to call someone to file a case. Wang Xueliang was also anxious when he thought of this possibility, and hurriedly asked someone to file a case to find someone.
Jian Xicheng didn't stay long, and when he saw that Wang Xueliang had done the matter, he was about to leave.
He had only walked a few steps, but saw Xie Cong hurriedly running over: "Sir, just now the old man called someone to inform him that Comrade Xin had been found." β
Jian Xicheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned back to Wang Xueliang and said, "The person has been found, let's eliminate the case." β
Wang Xuexin nodded, and didn't mention it.
Jian Xicheng took Xie Cong out of the Public Security Bureau.
He stood at the door of the Public Security Bureau, looked up at the bright sky, took a deep breath, and motioned for Xie Cong to drive him home.
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