Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Bloody Steel Pipe
Lu Wen washes dishes in the kitchen.
【Cold War】
The analysis system suddenly gave such a prompt.
But this should be a problem in the relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend, and he and Xia Chuluo have only known each other for less than a day.
So androids are sometimes quite unreliable.
After washing the dishes, Lu Wen walked out of the kitchen.
Xia Chuluo was still leaning on the sofa, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't look at his phone, just sitting, not knowing what he was thinking.
[Men should take the initiative to ease the relationship]
The system gave this hint.
It just so happened that this was what Lu Wen was going to do.
"About your parents...... I went a little too far and didn't take your mood into account. Lu Wen sat down on the side of the sofa.
"I couldn't control my emotions, so I never had friends, my fault." Xia Chuluo responded simply.
This girl actually apologized?
Can't control your emotions, your heart is sick, or is it a natural bad temper?
Sure enough, genius is not perfect.
Lu Wen was about to say something, but Xia Chuluo's mobile phone suddenly vibrate, and someone called.
"Hello?" Xia Chuluo said lightly.
"Someone died......"
"Hmm...... I see. ”
Very short sentences.
Lu Wen just knew that there was another murder just now.
"Let's go, someone is dead again, and suddenly I'm in a better mood."
Well?
How does that sound weird.
The night is getting darker.
The moonlight was blocked out by thick clouds.
In the gray mist, the slow-moving airship looked like a giant monster.
Steel surrounded the city, dark red rust spreading across its body.
The lonely hue is always cold, the dull blue and gorgeous purple cover the high-rise buildings, and the gray fog is a little hazy, at a glance, prosperity and decline.
The night seemed deserted, and the gray fog invaded the whole world.
Old newspapers tumbled through the nameless streets.
"It's too quiet."
Lu Wen drove the car slowly, and Xia Chuluo sat in the co-pilot.
Visibility is low, but luckily he's a android.
On both sides of the blurred streets, there are homeless people sleeping in piles of discarded newspapers, and office workers returning home alone, and the night and thick fog swallow their bodies.
"Most people live far away and spend an hour or two a day driving to work in town." Xia Chuluo said as he sent the news to Lu Wen.
"It's a cement pillar again, and it's also a blue ground building, the position is not low, and the former executives ......" Lu Wen received the message from Xia Chuluo.
There are too many unfinished reinforced concrete buildings in this sprawling city.
They stand alone in the midst of the hustle and bustle.
People build cities in the desert and turn the city into a new desert.
"In the 14th district, an unfinished building, the foreman ran away, the workers were dismissed, leaving a lot of materials and machinery, no one has taken over, the incident happened an hour ago, if nothing else, it should have been discovered early tomorrow morning." Xia Chuluo swiped his phone, "But a street painter came to report the case and told him what happened." ”
"But the deceased is not called Li Jian." Lu Wen continued to browse the data, and the android could browse the data while driving, which the human body could not do.
"Tell me what you think." Xia Chuluo put down his mobile phone and had already memorized the general facts of the case.
"The reward of 200,000 yuan is very high, and it is not excluded that the little painter created this case for the sake of these 200,000 yuan."
"That's a good idea, but what else?"
"This deceased is also from Landi Construction Group, maybe there is an enemy back then, seeing that Li Jian is dead, he decided to take a risk and imitate the crime."
"Not bad."
Half an hour later, the car came to the 14th arrondissement.
The flickering headlights hit the gray steel brackets.
Artemisia grass grows tenaciously in the sand and gravel of the construction site, and is full of greenery.
The sand under your feet is a little soft to step on.
"It's not raining today, and the murderer should have left footprints."
The two walked into the construction site side by side.
As soon as I entered, I saw the scene.
【Drag marks】
[Footprints, 161cm]
[The second kind of footprint, 174cm]
【Overpowering weeds】
【Mixer】
【Bloody steel pipe】
【Rusty steel bar】
【Rope】
【……】
Just by looking at the scene, you can probably imagine what it was like at that time.
Scattered red bricks are sunk in the sand, dirty and broken plastic sheets cover bags of cement, and scaffolding is scattered and rusted.
The scene has been cordoned off.
Of course, it doesn't make a difference whether it is closed or not, so late, few people have run this abandoned construction site.
More than a dozen executive officers arrived, it was too late, only two or three were dressed in positive turns, and one guy was even wearing pajamas.
The little painter who reported the crime was also brought over.
The little painter was very young, seventeen or eighteen years old, with blonde hair, and wore a colorly dyed denim jacket with a few holes in his trousers.
He wasn't very tall, and he was still holding a sketchpad in his hand.
Seeing that everyone was almost there, he began to ask.
"It's so late, why are you still outside?"
Obviously, since the deceased was not Li Jian, many people were suspicious.
200,000 is enough to make people take risks.
And the object is this down-and-out street painter.
"I ...... I'm short of money and ...... today I saw that bounty today, so I'm ready to try my luck, the previous case happened in District 14, so I ...... I went to the nearest construction site. It seemed that it was the first time for the little painter to speak in front of so many people, and he stammered a little.
He clutched the sketchpad in his hand and shrunk his head.
[Stammering]
[The eyes did not dodge]
[No excessive posture of the body]
[The tone is relatively stable]
【……】
[There is an 87% probability that it is true]
A high-ranking android executive made a judgment and sent it to the group.
There are also human executives who ask their android assistants and come to a conclusion.
Lu Wen also sent his results to Xia Chuluo.
"83 to 91 percent of the time it's true."
This is the final interval for conclusions.
For the time being, everyone chose to believe in the little painter.
"Tell me what you see."
The little painter began to describe the scene at that time.
Two people.
The victim was only about 1.6 meters, and the murderer was taller, more than 1.7 meters.
The murderer carried the victim on his back and walked into the construction site.
Start the blender.
On the way, the victim woke up once.
The two scuffled.
That's why the scene is so messy.
"I wanted to help him, but I ...... But I ...... My body felt like it was stiff, I couldn't move, I could hear my heart beating......"
It's fear.
Fear took over most of the little painter's mind, and he finally chose to retreat.
Human.
After the murderer left, half an hour later, the little painter dared to run out of his hiding place and hurried to the Executive Board.
"The man had been holding a steel pipe in his hand, the one over there."
Only then did everyone notice the pipe.
I thought that this was originally on the construction site, and the bloodstains on it were only the bloodstains of the victims, and with the meticulousness of the murderer, he must have worn gloves, so the reference value is not great.
Unexpectedly, this steel pipe was actually brought by the murderer.