Chapter 223: Shooting on a Rainy Night

At around 11 o'clock in the evening, the sky of R City was drizzling, and the dim street lamps loomed in the thick fog. The man stood listlessly by the car and smoked a cigarette, although he was physically and mentally exhausted and wanted to fall asleep in bed, but his job was like this, and running long distances at night was a common thing.

Let's hope the rain doesn't rain too much tonight, the man prayed silently in his heart, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it, got into the cab, and closed the car door. To refresh himself, the man turned the radio in the car to a loud pitch, so that he could hardly detect unusual noises behind the driver's seat.

The truck drove unhurriedly for more than 20 minutes in the dark night, and the rain outside the car became heavier and heavier. The man hated driving on a rainy night, especially with the fog that obstructed his vision, which made him feel uneasy.

For some reason, from the moment he got into the car, he vaguely felt that there seemed to be some kind of danger around him. He didn't dare to slip the slightest, and stared at the road ahead with a twelve-minute spirit, but he didn't know that the danger did not come from the bad weather outside the car, but from the inside of the small cab.

When he saw an unfamiliar "human face" behind him in the rearview mirror of the car, the blood in his whole body froze almost instantly, and even his heart stopped beating. Except for a pair of eyes that revealed a fierce light and murderous intent, he couldn't see any of the other party's facial features clearly, and he couldn't even be sure whether the uninvited guest he met at midnight was a human or a ghost.

"Pull over!" The masked man put the muzzle of his gun to the back of the man's head and said to him in a commanding tone.

The man was so frightened that he didn't know how to react for a moment, until the masked man pressed the muzzle of his gun tighter and ordered him again, and he stopped the truck on the side of the empty road.

"You're Zheng Guoqiang, right?" The masked man asked coldly, his voice without any warmth, as if it were from hell.

"I, I am." The man stammered in reply, suddenly remembering the armed robbers who had been roaming R City for some time. He had a premonition that his death was coming, but he still tried to take his phone out of his pocket and secretly call the police.

But he was so nervous, so scared, that his hands were shaking like a Parkinson's patient. Finally, he pinched the corner of the phone with his thumb and forefinger, and was about to pull it out, when the phone fell to the ground with a "dang bang", shattering his hope of being rescued. He cursed in his heart, and said to the masked man in a tone begging for mercy: "I will give you the car and all the goods in the car, please don't kill me." ”

"What's the use of me asking for this?" The masked man said disdainfully.

Hearing this, the man's eyes widened in horror, and at the same time, a warm liquid flowed out uncontrollably from under him. "You, what the hell do you want?"

"Your life." The masked man said dryly.

"My life is worthless, what are you going to do here?"

The masked man sneered twice, "No, you misunderstood, I didn't come for money today, I came for a girl." ”

"What?" The man was so confused that he couldn't figure out what was going on in front of him. At this moment, the masked man slowly uttered a name. The man was stunned for a few seconds, then gasped, and just as he was about to apologize, a piercing gunshot rang out from inside the cab......

In the early morning of June 20, 2016, Gu Song was awakened from his sleep by the deafening thunder. He touched his phone at the head of the bed and looked at the time, at 1:13, I don't know when it started, the drizzle outside the window had turned into a pouring rain. He yawned tiredly and was about to put his phone back to sleep when he suddenly realized that there were two missed calls on his phone. The caller was Qiao Sheng, and he didn't have to think about it to know what this midnight call meant.

Dozens of minutes later, Gu Song parked his car next to several police cars, put on a raincoat and walked towards the scene of the crime. If it weren't for Qiao Sheng's simple explanation on the phone in advance, it would be hard for Gu Song to imagine that the murderous robber with a gun would run to such a place to commit a crime on a rainy day.

Although the section of the road where the incident occurred is not remote, it is true that few people and cars pass by in the middle of the night when the rain is pouring down.

Gu Song came to a blue Dongfeng medium-sized truck against the howling wind, and under the illumination of the survey light, he saw a large amount of splattered blood on the inside of the windshield, which had dried up at this time. The dead truck driver was lying on the steering wheel, his bloody head tilted to the side of the driver's window, staring at terrified eyes and mouth half-open, as if trying to convey some kind of death message. With the thunder and lightning, the corpse's face flickered and darkened, and the appearance was terrifying and terrifying.

The victim's name is Zheng Guoqiang, unmarried, 43 years old, a partner in a small freight company in R City, who also works as a freight driver. On the night of the incident, that is, at about 11 o'clock on the night of June 19, 2016, Zheng Guoqiang was preparing to go to Kunming from R City to deliver a batch of goods. As a result, the car drove from the yard of the trucking company to the road, and the shooting occurred.

The first person to find the victim was a traffic police officer on duty at night. Because this section of the road cannot be parked at will, especially such medium-sized trucks, the traffic police intend to deal with it in violation of regulations. As soon as he came to the driver's seat of the truck, he clearly saw a hideous face against the backdrop of a bolt of lightning.

According to the preliminary inference of the medical examiner, the victim died at around 12 a.m. and was shot twice in the head. Combined with the analysis of the location of the bullet and the blood splash in the car, the murderer should have been in the cab of the truck at the time of the crime, and threatened and shot the victim from behind.

In other words, it is likely that the murderer secretly hid in the space behind the driver's seat from the beginning (when the truck was parked in the yard) and did not "appear" until the truck drove to the section of the road where the crime occurred, otherwise it is difficult to explain why the victim let a suspicious and strange man ride in his car on a rainy night with thunder and lightning, and let him go behind him defenselessly.

Investigators found a mobile phone at the foot of the body, but all of the victim's belongings were missing. There were no signs of a fight or struggle in the cab, and fingerprints and footprints needed to be further investigated. It was confirmed that the goods in the carriage had not been turned over, presumably of little value to the murderer.

Unlike previous cases, this time the killer did not choose to commit the crime in a public place, nor did he follow the withdrawal officer to snatch a large amount of cash. He targeted an ordinary truck driver and sneaked into the cab to commit the crime beforehand, which really puzzled the police.