Chapter 17: Miao Zhishun

"Professional killer! Definitely a professional killer! A police officer from the Forensic Bureau shouted with wide eyes.

Next to him, a man in a suit and tie and professional attire, holding a cup of hot coffee in his hand, asked with interest, "Why do you say that?" ”

"Miao sir, look! The three men A, B, and C at the scene 1 were all armed with firearms, but none of them had a chance to draw their guns, and the killer fired very quickly. The fat man from the Forensic Science Section stood up and pointed to a place with a white circle on it and shouted, "Judging from the angle of the bullet hole, the killer fired at this position, and the three murdered men A, B, and C were sitting at this round table." ”

The fat man of the forensic department stood in the circle, raised two fingers, squinted his eyes and shouted, "Bang, bang, bang!" The killer was standing in this position and fired three shots in a row. ”

"But! Miao sir, this location is not a hidden place, appearing in this position will definitely be seen by the three deceased, so why is there still no time to draw a gun? One word: fast, killer's gun is unusually fast. The fat man closed his eyes and took a breath before he said slowly: "I suspect that the killer has already fired three shots in one second, so the expression of the deceased C is a look of surprise." ”

"I don't agree with this inference!" Another police officer in his thirties, who was a little bald, shouted: "The killer's marksmanship is reasonable, but is his body also fast?" You see, from the hiding point that blocked the view on three sides to the location where the gun was fired, the nearest one was six meters, and in the process of coming, the three deceased had already seen him, and it was impossible that he didn't even have a chance to pull out the gun, so my judgment is that the killer knew the three suspects, so the three of them were defenseless against him, at least they didn't guard against him and shot him suddenly. ”

The bald police officer raised his hand and shouted: "Everyone, please look here, this position is definitely carefully selected, only this obese old man can face him directly among the three killed men, and the other two murdered men in the prime of life are all facing the enemy with their backs, even if they pull out their guns, they must need a time to turn back, so I have more reason to believe that the killer is not only familiar with the three of them, but also familiar with this place, so he quickly judged this most favorable position to shoot." ”

"Hmm!" Officer Miao nodded: "I'm more inclined to Zhang Sir's opinion, the killer knows the suspect, because no one's gun will be so fast, from the hiding point here and then shoot, the three dead have no chance to draw their guns, you know, one of them is a policeman." Miao Zhishun pointed at Huang Yu, exposing the police pistol at his waist.

"Whoever said no, I know a gun king who fires repeatedly...."The fat man of the forensic department pouted and muttered.

"It's a police gun." Several other police officers also looked at some of the police guns pressed under Huang's body.

"Fatty, when will the photographer from your forensic department arrive? This guy may have papers on him, and we're going to move out to confirm his identity. The bald officer shouted.

"Oops! You must not disturb the scene of the crime by moving the victim's body, and we will show you another report to the Criminal Offences Division after all the evidence has been collected by our Identification Division. The fat officer finally caught a chance to show off and stopped in front of the bald officer with a righteous face.

"Forget it! Lao Zhang, let's go upstairs to see the scene of the No. 2 crime! Miao Zhishun smiled, and then shouted to the fat police officer seriously: "By this afternoon at the latest, I want to know the identities of all the victims, I don't understand." ”

"No problem! We work in the Assurance Division, please rest assured. The fat police officer nodded, and suddenly smiled: "There is a victim Miao Sir you should know, just upstairs." ”

"Oh!" Miao Zhishun was puzzled and followed the fat police officer upstairs.

When passing the second floor, Miao Zhishun paused.

"Is there no one on the second floor?"

"There was no one on the second floor, and there was no trace of a search, and the killer seemed to have gone upstairs and then committed the crime at crime scene No. 2." The fat man said, and began to wonder if the murderer really knew the victim, at least he should know the owner of the house, otherwise it would be impossible to skip the second floor and go upstairs to commit the crime.

Miao Zhishun nodded and motioned for the fat officer to continue up.

"Fang Ting?" Miao Zhishun squatted down and took a closer look at the victim's face, frowned and shouted.

"Hahahaha! I said that Miao sir must have secretly watched small movies, and he will definitely know Fang Ting, a third-level movie star. The fat officer laughed.

Miao Zhishun turned his head and glared at the fat police officer, the fat police officer quickly shut up, and secretly slandered in his heart: "Miao sir won't be Fang Ting's loyal fan!" But it seems that he is too. ”

Fang Ting was shot at close range, a shot hit the forehead, and the bullet rushed out to the back of the head, there should have been no pain before dying, and she was already unconscious in an instant.

Fang Ting's beautiful face even had a hint of a charming smile on her face, it seemed that she didn't expect the other party to shoot suddenly.

"Miao sir! Could it be a love killing? A police officer with glasses suddenly asked.

Miao Zhishun nodded approvingly.

"I don't rule out this possibility, I am now more and more inclined to believe that the murderer knows the victim, especially Fang Ting." Miao Zhishun suddenly turned his head and asked, "Fatty, does Fang Ting have any other scars of struggle?" ”

"Ahh The fat police officer touched his nose and said embarrassedly: "There are no scars on the surface, but whether or not you have been sexually assaulted will have to wait for the results of the next test, which cannot be seen on the surface alone." ”

"However, even if it is sexual assault, Fang Ting is probably willing." The fat man looked at the smile on Fang Ting's face and muttered.

"Has the warhead been found?" Miao Zhishun looked at the bullet hole on Fang Ting's forehead and shouted.

"Oh! I know that. The fat police officer shouted with some excitement: "The murderer fired a total of four shots, and each victim was shot once, all of them hit the fatal place, and one shot killed." ”

The fat man took out a transparent bag from a piece of brown paper and handed it to Miao Zhishun.

"This is the warhead found at the scene, 0.40, the cartridge case is very large, it should be a modified semi-active pistol, the cartridge case is also increased gunpowder, and the power is even more amazing, it is very likely that the murderer himself modified it."

Miao Zhishun looked at the warhead in his hand carefully, and asked without raising his head: "This kind of modified gun should not be small!" ”

"Of course, with such a firepower, even the extended barrel and silencer can't eliminate all the sound, at least with the closed construction of this small building, the gunfire can definitely be heard indoors."

"What about the third floor? Can you hear the gun on the first floor? Miao Zhishun asked.

The fat police officer was not stupid, and soon understood what Miao Zhishun meant.

"Do you mean that Fang Ting knew about the body of the gun on the first floor, but she didn't run away, Fang Ting was shot defenselessly in the front, but she was naked and greeted the murderer with a smile on her face, Fang Ting was a conspiracy?"

"I can't rule it out!" Miao Zhishun pinched his eyebrows, "At least judging from the situation at the scene, Fang Ting did not resist the murderer, at least she was not afraid of the murderer!" ”

"But there's one thing I can't figure out."

"What?"

"The murderer has enough time to calmly flee after committing the crime, so why not destroy the scene of the crime?"

"Ugh!" A kind of police officer is deep in thought, yes! Why?

The case is getting more and more complicated.