Volume 1 Life is a Loaded Gun Chapter 12 Old Cases
The guests were not so much here for the wedding as for drinking and socializing, and to watch the topical gossip by the way.
Fortunately, the bride's reckless change of wedding procedures and the groom's sudden departure did not cause much commotion.
Ding Ai could hear the cynicism and whispers of the guests, but with Jian Xingwen's hosting of the overall situation, more people still chose to stay and develop their connections.
Ding Ai held the bouquet and found a corner where no one was around, and his feet, which had been tortured by high heels for a long time, were finally liberated.
She was a little hungry, and was thinking about resting for a while to find something to eat, when she saw a familiar silhouette walking towards her not far away.
Even with the light on her back, she saw the man's white little tiger teeth.
"He Yu?"
"It's me!"
"Hello sister-in-law! Sister-in-law is so mighty! So majestic! I adore you so much! He Yu trotted all the way, giving her a thumbs up as he ran. The unrestrained loud voice attracted the attention of nearby guests to her no-man's corner.
Ding Ai was embarrassed.
She really had never dealt with such a jumping man. Especially in this situation, she could feel the tiger momentum on the other party from a distance of ten meters, it can be seen that the previous meeting relied on Jian Tianqi Town, and that day He Yu was afraid that he had not yet exerted his three successes.
He Yu held a plate in his hand, and did not sit, but squatted down beside Ding Ai with a smile, with long hands and feet like a giant dog.
"Sister-in-law, do you know what the police are doing with the third brother?"
Ding Ai was so insensitive that he subconsciously moved to the side, and shook his head by the way.
He Yu looked around awkwardly, and mysteriously lowered his voice and said, "Last week, wasn't there a mountain fire in Xishan?" I heard that the wildfire killed a person, guess who? β
Hill fires?
Ding Ai's nerves jumped.
Wasn't that mountain fire set by the Tang Sect killers who came to chase them? Why did you really burn people?
He Yu stared at Ding Ai for a moment, and reported his name with a somewhat strange expression: "Fang Youming." β
"Who?"
"Fang Youming! The police thought that Xiao Kai, who was afraid of crime and absconded, and finally died the father of the child in the woman's womb. β
"Didn't the police find out that the woman's room in Junxing for nine days was registered in Fang Youming's name, and Fang Youming's whereabouts were unknown afterwards? Now he has been found burned to death in Xishan! β
Ding Ai always felt that something was wrong, and he reminisced in his heart, his face was light and light, and he asked casually: "Who found out?" β
He Yu shrugged his shoulders and replied disapprerovingly: "It seems to be a hunter on the mountain." β
"I'm already inside information. I told you all because you are a sister-in-law! β
"But this Fang Youming is really not a thing! Sister-in-law, you don't know, Fang Youming was flirting with a girl in a bar before, and was taught a lesson by the third brother. Liang Zi, who was married at that time, Fang Youming, the scumbag, was still clamoring to play the third brother's woman at that time. He Yu obviously felt unfair for Jian Tianqi when he said this, and his eyes also showed some strange gloom.
Ding Ai frowned: "That Fang Youming...... Do you know how to die? β
He Yu was inexplicable: "I said that I burned to death." β
On the other side, in the interrogation room, Director Weng sat at the table with a serious expression.
A bunch of colorful horror photos were spread out on the table, and the charred corpse and the scene were taken at 360 degrees without dead ends.
Director Weng sighed and said, "As you can see, the forensic doctor's report said that he was extremely likely to be killed, and the corpse was brutally tortured before his death, and it is suspected that the murderer was trying to vent his anger." β
"Whether Xishan is the scene of the first crime is still under investigation, but it has been determined that the murderer killed first and then set the fire. There were no ashes in the mouth or nose of the corpse. β
On the other side of the table, the handsome man looked at the photo with a blank face, and did not seem to mean to speak.
Director Weng saw through him at a glance, sighed and said, "Tianqi, Uncle Weng watched you grow up and knows your temperament. β
Jian Tianqi sneered: "Then you know it's not me?" β
Director Weng slapped the table suddenly, and the photos on the table were shocked: "Stinky boy! Don't give me this set, it's like your Uncle Weng! β
The man cleared his throat, and the old man took out another stack of photos from his arms with a strange look on his face.
The man in the photo, the man with his eyes down or his chin, exudes charm without dead ends.
Those photos are all secretly taken by Jian Tianqi.
"That," Director Weng coughed dryly, his tone a little embarrassed, "Actually, since you were listed as a suspect two weeks ago, the Red Python Brigade has launched a 24-hour follow-up investigation against you. We know that you also went to Xishan on the night of the fire, but you went to the scene of the crime for nine days. I also know that you will get into some trouble later. β
Jian Tianqi raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, "And then you just stand by and watch?" β
"We're on official business, so it's not convenient for us to show up. You don't miss arms or legs. β
"Moreover, it is not like a word to spread out, and we red pythons have to pay attention to their public image."
ββ¦β¦β
There was an awkward silence in the room.
Jian Tianqi lowered his eyes and looked at the photo and asked, "Have you checked the contents of your stomach?" β
Director Weng looked stunned and shook his head: "The stomach pouch of the corpse has been taken away. β
The largest basis for determining the time of death of a charred corpse is the contents of the stomach.
Jian Tianqi sneered: "Then these photos are my alibi?" β
"Uncle Weng, you guys are too lax. Don't want a public image? β
The middle-aged man was choked by Jian Tianqi's words. poked the sore spot with a sharp point, and the man who has always been exquisitely omnidirectional couldn't find any other excuse for a while.
On the other side, Jian Tianqi had already said calmly and slowly: "Kill first and then burn, regardless of the purpose of this move, just from the painstaking removal of the stomach pouch, so that the police cannot determine the time of death from the charred corpse, my alibi can only show that I did not set the fire, as for whether I killed the person, based on these photos alone, it is difficult to say." β
"Since the stomach bag was removed, there is a high probability that the murderer has already set it on fire. It was perfectly feasible to have an accomplice set the fire for me. β
"Tianqiβ"
"Moreover," Jian Tianqi didn't let Director Weng successfully interrupt him, his dark eyes were sharp and compelling: "Since the stomach pouch has been removed, it means that the time of death is extremely sensitive for the murderer." He's going to work that. β
"And now the police rely on alibi to eliminate, which is stupid."
Jian Tianqi looked at Director Weng, who didn't have a good face in front of him, and Leng Rui's eyes narrowed slightly: "It's okay for others to investigate the case like this." But Uncle Weng, I've known you for so many years, and this is not your style. β
"The so-called employment is not suspicious. If you want me to help, you can be open and honest and show me your hole cards. β
"Hide it from me, Uncle Weng, this will do more harm than good to our cooperative relationship and trust."
Jian Tianqi spoke, and even the air in the interrogation room seemed to be still for a moment.
Director Weng's bright eyes stared fiercely at the indifferent young man in front of him for a long time, and then he gritted his teeth and cursed, "Little rabbit cub." β
In the next second, he suddenly shouted at the black glass behind Jian Tianqi: "Bring me something!" β
Sure enough, after a while, a young criminal policeman walked in with a pile of document bags in his hand, dropped the file bags, and closed the door again.
Director Weng pointed to the yellow paper bag on the table with his chin and motioned for Jian Tianqi to open it.
The brick-thick file in the paper bag, the yellowed pages, can be seen to be some years.
Jian Tianqi looked at it with ten lines, and finally showed some subtle looks in his eyes.
Director Weng observed his expression and said, "Is it familiar?" β
"This is a serial murder case in Jiangcheng that caused a sensation in the whole country 30 years ago, and it is almost exactly the same criminal method. The master who took me from the police station folded the case back then. What does it mean for this case to come back to the world? Why did you strike again after 30 years of silence? β
Jian Tianqi frowned: "Do you think it has something to do with the Jian family?" β
"Most likely." Director Weng said as he took out a few documents from his file bag.