After taking over the 6.26 case, Akakawa has not rested for three days and three nights, and he spends all his time in the database of the police station. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The results of the forensic examination were that the deceased was at 11 a.m. on June 26, and the cause of death was a blunt blow to the head and an overdose of intracranial hemorrhage. The scene of the crime was in a fish pond, and according to scientific calculations, the initial time of intracranial hemorrhage of the deceased who was hit on the head was about 9:30 on the 26th, and the part of the deceased's head that was hit was located in the back of the head.

The results of this autopsy made the impetuous nerves around Akakawa instantly activate.

In view of the location of the fish pond adjacent to farmland on three sides and a highway on the other, Akakawa applied to use the latest detection instruments and equipment to carry out a dragnet investigation of the surrounding wheat fields. The detection and investigation work was carried out for half a day, and nothing was found.

This coincides with Akakawa's judgment, "You mean, by doing this, just to prove your conjecture?"

The director couldn't wait to punch Chikawa's head, this guy is really getting more and more disagreeable, in order to prove one of his ghost conjectures, the police department approved him with the most high-end detection equipment, and dispatched a large police force, but in the end, nothing useful to the case and information were detected, he even said leisurely that he had long known that there would be no results, this was just to prove his ghost conjecture!

"Then you say, what the hell does it prove your conjecture?" The director held the blue and white porcelain teacup in his hand, leaned over to the cup with his mouth, and blew the hot air on the surface of the cup in a small mouth.

"The fact that the murder weapon cannot be found can indicate two points: first, this may not be the scene of the first crime, and second, the murder weapon was hidden by the perpetrator or thrown elsewhere. Akakawa squinted and took a sharp puff of his cigarette, which puffed out of his nostrils and ears after two seconds.

"What do you think?"

If it is a manslaughter and the murderer is a first-time offender, then he must be very panicked, no matter how meticulous his mind is, no matter how clever his anti-reconnaissance methods are, he will always inadvertently leave some clues. And if it is a gang, it may leave more clues. ”

"Gang, why do you say that?......" When the director heard Akakawa's analysis, he was immediately interested. Sometimes, he even felt that listening to Akakawa's judgment on the facts of the case was a pleasure similar to reading. Akakawa's analysis is sometimes more like a mystery drama.

"The time of the deceased's death is 11 o'clock, right?"

"Well, that's right,"

"The time of the deceased's intracranial hemorrhage was 9:30, right?"

"Yes,"

"If the murderer was hit hard and caused his skull to bleed incessantly, the time of death of the deceased should have been around 10 o'clock, or even instantaneous, but the time of death of the deceased was 11 o'clock, what does this mean?"

"What does it mean?"

It shows that the deceased had been in a coma due to excessive blood loss, and then woke up once around 10, and when the deceased was recovered, his eyes were open. Although his eyes have been dilated, his demeanor is unbelievable. What does that mean?"

"Just say it. ”

"This shows that it is very likely that an acquaintance committed the crime, and it is someone that the deceased could not have imagined at all!"

"You mean, this person is someone that the deceased can't even think of?"

"Yes, most likely,"

"Who could it be?" the director put down his teacup and walked around in front of Akakawa, babbling incessantly. Obviously, he is trapped in the reasoning bureau of Akakawa again.

"Well, who will it be, that's exactly what I'm going to investigate next. He pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, reached out and picked up the director's teacup, and drank it.

When the director came to his senses, he saw that he had already drunk the cold tea that he had just taken a small sip of, and it had already been drunk by Chichuan, "You stinky boy, drink my tea again, you can't bring a cup to the office and drink water from your own cup!"

"If you are a boss and see that your subordinates are thirsty, shouldn't you ......?"

"I don't want to listen to your fallacies,"

"Okay, I'm going to get busy again, don't bother me. ”

"This sentence should be what I said, don't bother me again. The director watched Akakawa walk out of the director's office and muttered;

Akakawa walked back to his desk, the phone bell next to him suddenly rang, he looked around, the other police officers were busy with their own work, Xiao Lin, who was sitting in his closest position, was sent out by himself in the morning to look for clues. For now, he can only answer this nasty call himself.

Akakawa reluctantly handed the listening microphone to his ear: "Hey, who is speaking!"

"Hey, is it the boss? Who else, I'm Xiaolin, I have a major discovery here, do you want to come over?"

"Just you, a major discovery?"

"Yes, sir, I heard from the people here that ...... other day"

"Okay, I know, I'll come here!"

After 20 minutes, Akakawa took a taxi to Kobayashi's location, a scrap yard located in a waste chemical plant under the bridge of the Intercity Viaduct.

The scrap yard is surrounded by wasteland overgrown with weeds. About 500 meters east from here is a small narrow river with a dilapidated arched stone bridge. Across the arched stone bridge, across the river is a small village.

According to the staff of the scrap yard, one afternoon a few days ago, he was going to the scrap sorting room on the second floor to do statistics, and in the window to breathe, he saw that two private cars had been parked on the wasteland outside the west wall of the yard. In the evening, when he went up to the second floor again, the two cars had already left.

"Do you know what the license plate number is?"

"It's a bit far away, and the license plate number is not clear, but I still remember that there was a black one, like a Volkswagen, and it looked like a Buick or something......"

"Black, Volkswagen or Buick?"

"I'm not sure if it's either one, but I'm sure it's black. The staff said with great certainty;

Akakawa walked along the back door of the scrapyard to the location pointed out by the staff, the wasteland looked abandoned for a long time, the ground was overgrown with weeds, and many unknown weeds grew wildly in this rainy summer. There is no place for insertion in the grass at all, and every step has to come into close contact with these unknown weeds, which makes Kobayashi, who is wearing shorts that are only knee-length, feel miserable!

"I don't want to come to this place for the second time!"

"Only when you come to this kind of place will you understand how inappropriate it is to be a police officer and wear shorts to work! Look at me, isn't that nice?"

"Chief, you are naked jealousy, and my daughter-in-law bought it for me. ”

"Yes, your daughter-in-law is really bad, let you wear this to work, this is more insidious than kneeling on the washboard!"

"Boss!"

"Okay, your daughter-in-law is so nice, it's just that these shorts are not suitable for us police officers at all!"

"Chief, you,"

"Well, don't wear it again next time. You don't need to look for another reason, you can show her the scar on this little leg at night. ”

"Evening, boss, you don't have to work overtime today?"

"Who said that?"

"Didn't you just say that?"

"Oh, what the hell, this place is really hidden!" Akakawa stretched out his arm and shook it from side to side.

Seeing that Akakawa pretended that nothing had happened, Kobayashi slowly lowered his head and sighed deeply. Since following this leader, Xiao Lin has hardly taken a day off in the past two months. Although when he didn't enter the Chichuan group before, someone kindly reminded him that Chichuan was a crime-solving devil and a workaholic. But despite this, the orders of the superiors are not something that a small police officer like Kobayashi can overturn the disobedience.

After entering the Akakawa group, after coming into contact with Akakawa for a period of time, he felt that Akakawa was a good person, except for being a little paranoid. In particular, his unique "trickery" questioning method allowed them to crack several big cases one after another, which made Xiao Lin feel proud.

"Xiaolin, look, the rut marks here are still very fresh, come here, let's see if there will be any new discoveries!" Chi Chuan walked a few steps quickly and found those rut marks. Xiao Lin heard Akakawa call himself, he hurriedly raised his head and quickly followed, just when he raised the camera on his neck to take a picture, Akakawa saw at a glance a glass ashtray that was shoveled out of the grass by Kobayashi's flying feet.

Xiao Lin's big toe also ached faintly, and he stared at the rut in front of him, as if he didn't notice the thing at his feet.

"Boss, I'm ......"

"Don't move!" Akakawa first made a gesture to Kobayashi to tell him not to move, and then he hurriedly took out a pair of gloves from his pocket and a transparent evidence collection bag, and walked to Kobayashi. He put on his gloves and bent down to pick up the glass ashtray from Kobayashi's feet, then put it in a bag and seal it.

"Boss," Xiao Lin didn't expect to have such a thing at his feet.

"I don't know if it's useful, you don't need this expression. ”

Akakawa took Kobayashi around the scene and took a closer look, and there was more than one item that could be used as a blunt weapon to commit murder at the scene. In the wasteland, there are many broken tiles, and there are discarded beer bottles. But like this brand new glass ashtray in a plastic bag, it doesn't look like an object that existed in this wasteland for a long time.

Looking at the tiles and beer bottles that were buried deep or half-sunk in the mud, Akakawa did not relax. The rainstorm of the past few days may have hidden some truths, and he carefully examined the mud marks on these tiles and beer bottles around him, and then compared them to determine whether they were old or new.

Kobayashi held the camera in his hand and followed Akakawa closely. He first photographed the ruts, and then photographed the items that Akakawa compared.