Chapter Fifty-Three: Death Turns Out to Be Greedy for Flowers

The thought that flashed in his mind, Lin Chuang never grasped it again.

He touched his chin and pondered, and asked, "The murderer stabbed first, isn't it enough to be fatal?" ”

"Team Leader Lin, these two knives are very deep, I didn't dissect the corpse, but judging from my experience, the knife on the right should have pierced the liver and gallbladder, and the knife on the left should definitely pierce the spleen and stomach. Vital organs are injured, and the bleeding is so large that any one place is fatal. I can't think of the murderer's intention to stab him a second time. Or is it to hasten the death of Section Chief Fan? But any single knife is enough to kill a person in a matter of minutes, and another knife doesn't make much sense, it won't take long. Song Lin said.

"Yes, the second knife doesn't make much sense, and it's separated by a seat, so it should be a suspicion of anger. Old Song, how did you say that the second murderer was stabbed, could it be that Section Chief Fan struggled and then stabbed to the left? Lin Chuangdao.

"It's not. A knife into the body will not kill him immediately, he must have struggled under the pain, judging from the situation at the scene, Section Chief Fan should not have struggled too much, I speculate that he soon ran out of strength. In addition, judging from the shape of the knife, it should be a stab in the right hand, and then another stab with the knife in the left hand. Song Lin said.

"Since this second knife doesn't mean much to Section Chief Fan's death, do you think the murderer is deliberately hiding something?" Lin Chuangsi asked.

"It's possible. I just don't know what he's hiding. Song Lin replied.

"There is something really wrong with this way of killing. According to common sense, since the murderer has a knife in his hand and covers Section Chief Fan's mouth, he only needs to cut his throat, why not take a short route and go a long way? Lin Chuang asked.

"Yes, you can die quickly by cutting your neck, and you will be done in one fell swoop. The murderer stabbed the back instead, isn't this taking off his pants and farting, an extra claw? Song Lin nodded, asking the same question.

"Okay, Old Song, I know. Don't tell the autopsy about it, if anyone asks, you can deal with it and report it to me immediately. Lin Chuangdao.

"Well, I understand that. Team Leader Lin, can you notify Mrs. Fan to collect the body? Song Lin said.

"Don't be busy yet. Let the funeral master in the hospital sort out Section Chief Fan's remains, so that Mrs. Fan can't see the wounds, which will increase her pain. Lin Chuangdao.

"Okay." Song Lin responded.

……

Lin Chuang came out of the resting room, got into the car, and said to Zhu Xing: "Let's go, go back to the bureau." ”

"Yes." Zhu Xing agreed and started the car.

On the way, Lin Chuang saw a cigarette vendor, asked Zhu Xing to stop, and asked the vendor to buy a box of big front doors and a box of matches.

Lin Chuang has no addiction to smoking, but the contact point set up by Yu Gaoyuan for him is a tobacco and alcohol grocery store, and in order to facilitate contact, he must learn to smoke and let people know that he has a habit of smoking.

"Alas, this is busy, and I don't know when the task assigned by the organization will be completed." Lin Chuang thought to himself.

When he returned to the sub-bureau, he found that Fang Yuan, Wu Liangce, Zhang Qiang, and Chen Lu had all returned, and Hou Ming was diligently pouring water for them.

Seeing Lin Chuang coming back, Hou Ming hurriedly filled the water cup in front of him.

"Tell me about it."

Lin Chuang didn't care about drinking water, sat down in the right seat, and immediately began to listen to everyone's reports.

The person who works has the highest status in Fang Yuan, so naturally he will report first.

"Team Leader Lin, we have thoroughly inspected the car and found no useful clues, however, I found this in the storage box." Fang Yuan handed Lin Chuang a box of matches.

Lin Chuang took it and took a look, this box of matches was very different from the one he bought, the difference was that the box of matches found in Fan Yitong's car had a picture pasted on it, and the painting was a glamorous woman with her arms and thighs exposed, and the words "Qin Huailou" were written on the back.

"This is Qin Huailou's match?" Lin Chuang asked.

"Yes, I have already gone to Qinhuai Tower to ask, it is their match." Fang Yuan replied.

"Is Qin Huai Tower nearby?" Lin Chuang asked.

"From Wuma Street to the south, it is Xia Baitang, and Qin Huai Lou is on the edge of Xia Baitang." Fang Yuan replied.

When Lin Chuang heard this, he suddenly understood in his heart: "Oh, no wonder Chen Aqing and Deng Xiaozhu don't dare to say it, it turns out that this is the case." They must have seen Fan Yitong going in the direction of Qinhuai Tower. ”

"So, today Fan Yitong parked his car on Wuma Street, is he waiting for someone to go to Qinhuai Tower? It won't be waiting for Hou Ming, right? They have a good personal relationship, and it is very normal for Hou Ming to invite him to drink a flower wine. Lin Chuang pondered secretly.

As soon as this thought came out, Lin Chuang thought of Fan Yitong's deliberately dressed up and smooth and shiny hair, and felt that this explanation worked.

As for why Fan Yitong parked his car at the corner of Wuma Street, it can also be explained.

Because since the "New Life Movement", although brothels have not been banned, the government has absolutely not encouraged them, let alone allowed officials to blatantly engage in prostitution.

Therefore, Fan Yitong must go to "Qinhuai Tower" to carry people, not to mention that he is still an important official of the Supervision Department, he wants to be a righteous person, how can he be an unrighteous person first? You have to do it for the sake of face, right?

If this judgment is true, then as long as you take Fan Yitong's photo to Qinhuai Tower to investigate, you will definitely be able to find out.

"Did you just ask about matches?" Lin Chuang asked.

Fang Yuan, as the deputy head of the Criminal Section, Lin Chuang didn't believe that he was so frivolous.

"No, I took a photo of Section Chief Fan and asked the old bustard in Qinhuai Building, and the old bustard recognized it at a glance, saying that this person would come to eat flower wine every ten days and a half months. He also said that every time he was accompanied by Director Zhang of the Daguang Police Bureau. Fang Yuan replied.

"Zhang Xueping? Are you sure? Lin Chuang asked.

"Sure. The old bustard said that Qin Huailou couldn't deal with the police, and he usually didn't respect Zhang Xueping, so he was very familiar with Zhang Xueping. Fang Yuan replied.

"What else?" Lin Chuang then asked.

"I asked her, Section Chief Fan, every time they come, will they call in advance to make an appointment? She replied yes, because the prostitute who often accompanied Section Chief Fan was the top brand, and it was necessary to determine in advance whether she had a client. Fang Yuan replied.

"And then?"

Then I asked her again, did Section Chief Fan or Director Zhang make an appointment today? She said no. ”

"Anything else?"

"No, that's all for now." Fang Yuan replied.

Lin Chuang was still satisfied with Fang Yuan's investigation, and could see that this was a fine person.

"Liangce, tell me about your investigation." Lin Chuang looked at Wu Laotie again.

"We surveyed all the shops on Wuma Street and Xiabai Road, and three people said they had seen the car, but only one said they had seen the murderer." Wu Liangce said.

"What? Saw the murderer? What does that man look like? Lin Chuang was overjoyed, stood up and asked.