Chapter Seventy-Five: Hidden Feelings
When you are old, when you lose the vigor that belongs to you, when you are no longer so courageous, when you begin to be hopeless and pessimistic about the future, please don't forget what you were at the beginning, because you were not so unbearable at that time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
At 12:15 p.m. on February 15, 2014, Xiang Haoshan and a group of special police officers carried a corpse back to the Guzhen Police Station. In the autopsy room, the corpse that had not been dead for a long time was lying there, Xiang Haoshan looked at the cloudy eyes of the deceased and said: "It's worth it for you to die like this, you know, how much the family members of the deceased who were injured by you want to break your body into thousands of pieces!" ”
Xiang Haoshan spoke, his eyes staring straight at the corpse, as if he wanted to see through the undestroyed mind and soul of the deceased. When Lu Zhenhuan pushed the door in, he saw Xiang Haoshan's angry eyes and the dead person on the autopsy table staring at each other. He looked at the deceased in camouflage uniform, and then looked at his feet, his left foot was stained with dried blood, and he thought to himself: That's right, this deceased is Zhou Yinquan.
After Xie Ziheng came in, he looked at the deceased, then looked at Xiang Haoshan and asked, "Committed suicide?" Xiang Haoshan replied in a deep voice: "It should be suicide, we heard gunshots at the apex of Xianshan and Babao Mountain and searched for him, and when we found him, he was already out of breath!" ”
Lu Zhenhuan put on a sterile suit, walked to the autopsy table without a mask, and conducted an autopsy on the deceased. Xie Ziheng asked again: "When did you hear the gunshots, and when did you find him dead?" Xiang Haoshan thought for a while and replied: "When his body was found at 10:50, the sound of gunfire should have been pushed forward for about ten minutes." ”
Lu Zhenhuan came over from the dissecting table at this time and asked, "Are the footprints near him only his own?" Xiang Haoshan looked at him suspiciously and asked, "What's wrong?" Lu Zhenhuan asked again, Xiang Haoshan thought about it again and replied: "Probably his own, I was very angry when I saw his corpse, I didn't go carefully to inspect it, ask Shi Dong, he was responsible for the trace examination...... Brother Huan, did he kill this demon? ”
Lu Zhenhuan looked at Xiang Haoshan's sudden change in painting style and replied: "Come and see" As he spoke, he walked to the dissecting table, several people looked around Zhou Yinquan's corpse, Lu Zhenhuan pointed to the wound on Zhou Yinquan's chin and asked Xiang Haoshan: "Think about it, I heard a few gunshots at that time." Xiang Haoshan replied without thinking: "One sound! Lu Zhenhuan shook his head and said, "Look at how many wounds there are." Xiang Haoshan glanced at him and replied, "Two...... Yes! Xie Ziheng frowned and looked at Xiang Haoshan, and Xiang Haoshan said inarticulately: "There are two, two, one!" ”
Lu Zhenhuan nodded and pointed to the wound on the deceased's chin near his throat and said, "If he had been dead for more than an hour, then the blood stains on his wound should not be like this" Xiang Haoshan looked at it, indeed, the blood stains on the wound had dried up. Lu Zhenhuan pointed to the wound closer to his chin and said, "This wound was caused by the gunshot you heard, and there is not much reaction here." ”
Xie Ziheng interrupted Lu Zhenhuan's words and asked, "Do you think it will be the family members of the village chief or the village party secretary or the security captain who killed him?" Lu Zhenhuan denied: "The deceased has a certain anti-investigation ability, it can't be the family members of those victims, think about it, who will be the person who can let him put down the gun to protect himself?" I think someone who knew him well killed him. Moreover, I found a large number of sleeping pills in Zhou Yin's house, and I suspected that the deceased had suicidal thoughts, but the case of the shooting and killing of a female college student in Laojie directly killed my thoughts. Why? Because the appearance of the deceased when he was grabbing food did not look like a person seeking death at all! ”
After Xie Ziheng and Xiang Haoshan listened to Lu Zhenhuan's speculation, Lu Zhenhuan said again: "Don't deny me anymore, if you want to justify the deceased, don't say anything if you want to be a dead ghost or something, people have no absolute courage in the face of death, and how can a person who is bent on revenge and death turn back and risk hurting us and fleeing into the mountains and forests?" ”
"Then why did he use a dirt bomb to hurt people?" Xiang Haoshan asked, Lu Zhenhuan shook his head and said: "I can't figure it out, I can't figure out what those sleeping pills are doing!" Xie Ziheng snapped his fingers and asked, "Ah Huan, didn't you say before that the deceased's family was chopped off by the Xiaojun during the big character trouble?" Lu Zhenhuan replied: "That's right, what's wrong?" Xie Ziheng asked again: "Has he been bullied by his fellow villagers since he was a child because of his family composition and mutilated fingers?" Lu Zhenhuan replied: "Yes! You don't mean to say that he is just trying to get revenge on the person who bullied him, right? ”
Xie Ziheng shook his head and said, "Let's go to the village party secretary to solve the puzzle, right?" He hides so many things, if he doesn't share them, he'll suffocate sooner or later! Lu Zhenhuan and Xiang Haoshan looked at Xie Ziheng puzzled, and skipped a question in their hearts: What is Team Xie selling?
At 1:10 p.m. on February 15, 2014, in the special care ward of Yicheng Central Hospital, the village branch wrote an ugly smile on the faces of the three uninvited guests: "Why are several police officers here this time?" I don't know who the murderer is, you don't have to waste ......" "The murderer is your friend Zhou Yinquan, do you remember? Zhou Yinquan, who lost his middle finger in his left hand since he was a child. Xie Ziheng directly interrupted the words of Zhou Gunan, the village party secretary, Zhou Gunan's eyes were full of panic, and his expression was particularly fearful.
Xie Ziheng continued: "I think you knew that he was the perpetrator of the murder, right? Zhou Gu Nanci's face was very pale, he didn't answer, Xie Ziheng made up for him again: "Actually, he was killed by you, right?" ”
This sentence completely shattered Zhou Gunan's heart, and he retorted with a trembling voice: "No, no, I know that he wants to take revenge on Debao and Gao Han, and it is he who wants me to go out slowly and save my injury." But I'm afraid, I'm afraid that I will be found by your police, so I deliberately got hurt. I have paid the doctor to accompany me to act since I was hospitalized, and when my brother came to visit me, he knew that you were investigating the case at my house, and he was afraid that I would be involved, so he continued to hurt people! ”
"Then what is his reason for taking revenge on the village chief?" Lu Zhenhuan asked on the side, and the village party secretary's face suddenly rose with anger and said, "Both of them are beasts!" Since childhood, they like to bully Brother Quan, and in recent years, Brother Quan has become more and more strange, he no longer wants to be a good person and let them bully, but the village chief They still hurt Brother Quan even harder, and even swallowed the land compensation allocated to Brother Quan! I secretly made up the money to him, and I was deceived by Gao Han's turtle egg with a trick, and I am to blame! If I hadn't said to retaliate against them with a soil bomb, my brother wouldn't have embarked on such a road! ”
Xie Ziheng's suspicious eyes swept over Zhou Gunan's face, and he asked, "Is it that simple?" Old tears oozed from the corners of Zhou Gunan's eyes at this moment, and he wiped them and said, "Is it necessary for me to lie to you now?" Xie Ziheng was speechless, and Lu Zhenhuan was thinking about who killed Zhou Yinquan on the side.
At 3:01 p.m. on February 15, 2014, after Xie Ziheng and the others walked out of the ward, Lu Zhenhuan asked: "Since the village party secretary did not hide it, then who killed Zhou Yinquan?" No one answered his question, Xie Ziheng took out the chewing gum and chewed vigorously, Xiang Haoshan looked at the window in a daze, Lu Zhenhuan looked at the dark clouds outside the window and asked: Who is it?