173 False trial
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In the briefing room, Wang Yipeng gave Fei Lun a death order in public to solve the case within a week. Although it seemed a little impersonal, Fei Lun nodded and agreed.
After the meeting, Pheren returned to the office with his men.
"Qiangzi, how did you bring that Chengren back yesterday?"
Qiu Zhaoqiang said: "I gave him some water and bread, and he was still in the detention cell." â
"He didn't react?"
"He's got a bit of a problem with his brain, how can he react?" Qiu Zhaoqiang was stunned, "And his family hasn't appeared so far, I think he should be a homeless man." â
Regarding Qiu Zhaoqiang's judgment, Fei Lun did not deny it, and said: "Don't you think he has a problem cutting meat with a blunt knife?" â
"What could be the problem?" Shi Yiran was also a little stunned, and interjected and asked, "Didn't you already see that blunt knife last night?" said that it should not be a murder weapon. Besides, this Chengren is a homeless man, what good knife can he find? â
When Fei Lun heard this, he smiled and said, "Resolutely, what you said is to the point, if this Chengren is really a bum, why did he use such a bad blunt knife?" It's not that a good knife with a little problem in the garbage heap can't be turned over, why use a blunt knife? â
This made everyone stunned, yes, there are a lot of objects that have been thrown away because of a small flaw, such as leather shoes, clothes, and even knives for cutting vegetables and meat, but why did Chengren use a blunt knife?
"SIR, THIS CHENGREN IS MENTALLY RETARDED, WILL HE NOT KNOW HOW TO CHOOSE A KNIFE?" Mo Wanning said.
Fei Lun snorted: "The mentally retarded is not an idiot, I tried it yesterday, and casually threw a few pieces of money of different denominations on the ground, Chengren actually knew that he started to pick up the money with a large face value, and then came down in turn, and finally picked up the smallest amount of ten yuan." You say, he can even divide the money, will he be so idiotic as to cut meat with a blunt knife, cut it once and keep cutting it all the time, and cut most of a piece of meat into diced meat and don't know how to find another knife to take advantage of? â
"HEARING SIR SAY THAT, THIS CHENGREN IS INDEED VERY SUSPICIOUS." Qiu Zhaoqiang said suddenly, "No wonder you knew that he was mentally retarded, and you still took him back to the police station to accuse him of illegally disposing of the body." â
"No matter how suspicious it is, the problem is that according to Fei SIR, the diced meat found last night is completely different from the knife-cut side of the broken leg." Mo Wanning was a little puzzled, "With this conclusion, it can already be proved from the side that Chengren is not a murderer, and when he goes to court in the future, this alone will be very beneficial to him." â
"Not necessarily!" Fei Lun shook his finger and said, "The knife cutting surface is related to the hand shape, strength and habit of the human knife, if Chengren is a split personality, then he may not be able to cut another knife cutting surface. â
"Split personality? It's unlikely, right? All three were stunned.
"I can only say that the existence of zĂ i is reasonable, and everything is possible!" Fei Lun didn't want to explain more, "Qiangzi, you take someone to find out Chengren's bottom, and I'll go to the forensic department to have a look." â
Forensic Medicine.
Fei Lun found Wu Yunbo familiarly: "Hello, Doctor Wu, did the two broken legs yesterday have any results?" â
"HI, FI SIR!" Wu Yunbo smiled and gave Fei Lun a negative answer, "How can it be so fast, besides, this CASE has now been taken over by Doctor Zeng." â
"Did Dr. Zeng go to work today?"
"It's in the mortuary, it's busy!" Wu Yunbo said.
"Then I'll go in and find her." As he spoke, Fei Lun arrived at the door of the mortuary and bumped into Zeng Man's assistant coming out.
Nodding slightly at the assistant, Fei Lun entered the mortuary, passed through the two doors, and saw Zeng Man, who was busy dissecting next to the autopsy table, and was about to speak, when he heard Zeng Man speak: "Jenny, number four!" â
Feron smiled lightly, didn't speak, put on plastic gloves, stepped over, and took the scalpel No. 4 ((1)) from the plate and gave it to her.
Zeng Man didn't pay attention to the person behind him, took the scalpel casually, and continued his dissection.
"Jenny, Nine!"
Faeron handed the scalpel No. 9 again, remaining silent.
At this time, Zeng Man's assistant Jenny came back from outside and said in surprise: "Fei SIR, what are you doing?" â
Zeng Man was taken aback by these words, Huo Ran turned around, and sure enough, he saw Fei Lun, who seemed to be smiling, and was holding a No. 9 knife at her: "You, what are you doing?" â
"Didn't you say you wanted Nine? Here! As he spoke, Faeron flipped his fingers and handed the end of the handle to Zeng Man.
Zeng Man took the knife and asked, "...... you Why didn't you make a sound just now? â
Faren shrugged his shoulders and said, "Isn't it common sense that dissection needs to be quiet?" â
Zeng Man was speechless, and said angrily: "Then what are you doing here?" â
"Naturally, it's a reminder!" Ferenc said, "Is it done?" â
It's okay not to mention it, but as soon as he mentioned this, Zeng Man became angry, completely lost his calmness when he was dissected just now, and said quite indignantly: "Although the forensic department is not responsible for issuing DNA reports ((2)), I have experienced that those two legs are women's. â
Faren had known this for a long time, and even though most of the skin on those legs had been destroyed or stripped away, it would still be impossible for him to escape his eyes. Because men's muscle fibers are different from women's, you will naturally recognize the subtle differences after watching too much.
"So what?" Fei Lun asked disappreciatively, in his opinion, most of the two women who had lost their legs had already suffered misfortune, and whether a man or a woman, as long as they died, they were all dead, and no matter how much the living people vented their emotions, they could not be brought back from the dead. In such a situation, the only thing a living person can do is to find the murderer and bring him to justice in order to deter more perverts ((3)).
"If I meet that pervert, I'll kill him!" Zeng Man's pretty face showed a bit hideous, "You know what? The pervert almost crushed both women's toes, and their toenails were gone. â
Feren also noticed this, and he wondered.
"Zeng Man, don't get excited, OK?" Fei Lun pressed Zeng Man's shoulders and motioned for her to calm down, "This case is now under mine to investigate, you should trust my ability to handle the case." â
Zeng Man glanced at Fei Lun, and his feelings gradually stabilized, and said, "I hope so!" With that, let Jenny go and get the report.
Fei Lun looked at Zeng Man, who had calmed down, and pouted: "I said that you are a woman, who was as quiet as an extinct volcano when she was dissected just now, and now she is as excited as an active volcano." â
Zeng Man glanced at him and said: "It's good to vent your feelings from time to time, this can relieve psychological pressure, otherwise you will learn to die 24 hours a day, and your psychology will become gray sooner or later." â
Fei Lun was stunned when he heard this, and was somewhat unimpressed. At this time, Jenny came back with the report, handed it to him, and asked him to sign it.
Looking through the report, Fallon found nothing special, similar to his empirical judgment. There is only one point, Zeng Man extracted a substance similar to nail polish from the skin tissue of the instep of his foot during the leg examination, and it has been sent to the forensic examination side.
When Fei Lun returned to the serious crime team, Dai Yan and Li Lidong had already arrived.
"FEI SIR, HERE'S A LIST OF THE UNDERGROUND HYDROCHLORIC ACID DEALS YOU ASKED US TO CHECK." "The final destination of hydrochloric acid has yet to be verified, but most of the places where it flows out are concentrated in the Dapu Industrial Zone and the old industrial area around Cheung Sha Wan. â
Li Lidong answered: "SIR, it seems that the two places you brought the paparazzi's attention yesterday are not wrong. â
"It's wrong, it's right, but after waiting for the past two days, no one has moved, could it be that Luo Chen has no accomplices at all?" Pheren guessed.
But as soon as the words came out, Fei Lun faintly felt that this speculation was too arbitrary, looked at the time, and felt that the heat was almost over, and immediately asked Qiu Zhaoqiang to move Luo Chen to the next door of the elevator room, intending to interrogate the bomb Chen between crazy and not crazy, and take something out of his mouth.
Entering the "elevator" interrogation room, Fallon sat behind the table as he had done last time, staring at the restless Bomb Chen sitting on a stool.
"Luo Chen, according to the information we have, the insulating tape, hydrochloric acid, electrode wires, etc. used on your bomb are all ......" Fei Lun said this and paused deliberately, seeing Luo Chen's eyes moving imperceptibly from side to side, he knew that he was listening and thinking, and wanted to hear whether the answer given by Fei Lun was the one in his heart.
In a flash of thought, Fei Lun randomly selected one of the two areas he asked the paparazzi to follow, and said, "...... You bought it all near Sham Shui Po, right? â
As soon as these words came out, Fei Lun obviously felt that Luo Chen's heart skipped a beat, and then he heard Luo Chen roar: "I don't know what you're talking about!" â
"Don't know what I'm talking about?" Feren sneered, "Who gave you the acid you used?" â
Luo Chen's heart was shocked again.
The continuous questions were to the point, and after receiving positive feedback from Luo Chen, Fei Lun finally threw out the bait that had been designed a long time ago, and it was also the biggest lie in this interrogation: "Do you know that Ling Shu has been missing for two days?" Who the hell did you talk to about your affair? Say! â
Luo Chen's body shook wildly, revealing an unbelievable look, and shouted: "No! That's impossible? â
Fei Lun was even more excited, walked around the table, walked to Luo Chen, grabbed his neck, stared at him coldly, and said, "If Ling Shu has anything long and short, I think I will tear you into pieces, don't think I'm joking!" â
I have to say that Fei Lun's gaze like a dead man made Luo Chen's heart palpitate and shake, and he muttered to himself: "Impossible, how can they do this?" â
"Which of them? What's impossible? Fei Lun said pityingly, "Maybe they want to use Ling Shu to negotiate with the police department in exchange for you!" â
When Luo Chen heard this, he nodded hurriedly, and said with some nervousness: "Yes, yes, yes, it's very possible!" â
"Dream about you, even if they are really willing to exchange Ling Shu for you, but Ling Shu is so beautiful and seductive, do you think they will not be tempted?" Faeron's voice was like a demon's temptation, "Aren't they all men?" (To be continued)