Chapter 33: Windfall
The taxi was parked five meters away from the cordon on Shangjin Road in Fengdukou, and there were about 7788 people in the cordon, surrounded by people wearing systems outside.
As soon as the car stepped on the brakes and didn't stop, the driver pushed me out of the car, his eyes glanced at the people in the cordon in a panic, and he was so anxious that he messed up the order of his speech: "Get out of the car, it's here, I don't need you to give you the money, go quickly, I still have something to do - you." β
In that moment of messiness, I was already standing on the side of the muddy white road, staring blankly at the driver's 180-degree turn, turning around and disappearing in a gust of wind. At this moment, I really understand how good the driver's skills are, this is definitely more than a photo, it is definitely an S-level master, you must know that when he leaves, there is a Volkswagen in the middle of the road to turn around!
It seems that this uncle still doesn't believe that I am a criminal policeman, and my height in the serious crime team is hard, and my age is also hard.
In addition to the five people I saw ten days ago, there were three more faces.
Eight people took pictures, took pictures, took pictures, anyway, they were not idle.
I wanted to rush up like this and ask why they put our serious crime team aside, but in a trance, Yinzi's indifferent eyes and Liancheng's uninhibited ridicule flashed in front of my eyes, and instantly calmed me down. There are some things that can't be forced, and there is no need for the serious crime team to worry about others, which is too bad for our demeanor. I'm naΓ―ve and willful, but I still have brains, and I definitely don't want to be a jumping clown in the eyes of others.
After standing in place for a while, he slowly walked over, learning that Liancheng put on a face that had nothing to do with him but was curious, and the silver was too cold to attract hatred.
When I walked to the scene, someone stopped me: "Idlers are forbidden to approach, sir, please come back." β
"Members of the Serious Crime Squad have come to assist in the investigation."
The person in front of him glanced at the person inside in embarrassment, and saw that the woman named Sister Qiu nodded before respectfully letting me go: "Officer, please come in, please forgive me just now." β
Pretending not to see the embarrassment of the person opposite, he walked around him towards the scene, coldly curled the corners of his lips, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The mood is surprisingly good, because I saw through the villain's showman's mentality, but this has no effect on me, I'm like a spectator waiting for the curtain, what does everything have to do with me? Just be a dog.
Look at her like that, it turns out that she knows that I am coming, I thought she didn't see it, pretending to be blind, who do you think our serious crime team is? Who would come to this place without the orders of their superiors? We're not just going to take their jobs.
"Hello comrade, my name is Li Haoming, what about you?" When he slowly approached the female forensic doctor, his shoulders suddenly weighed, and when he turned around, he saw a man with a fair face, twenty-seven or eighteen years old.
This person I hadn't met ten days ago, and today is the first time we've met, and it's not as uncomfortable as the others. I replied, "Gentleman's clothes." β
"Ha, Comrade Ziyi, what do you think of this case......
"Haoming, please wash out the photo in Zhou Di's hand." The female forensic doctor on the side suddenly turned around and spoke, and her tone could not be heard with joy or anger. Li Haoming had no choice but to smile apologetically, "Next time we talk, I'll wash the photos." β
I watched him walk towards the man who took pictures at the scene when they first met, and it turned out that this was Zhou Di. As it stands, these people don't have the consciousness to introduce themselves.
I smiled disdainfully in my heart, no one cared about me anyway, and I looked at the scene complacently.
Looking at the corpse that the female forensic doctor was tossing - still skinned, it was a man in terms of physical characteristics, between twenty-five and thirty-five. Glancing at the man's hands again, it was a pair of very clean hands, there were no calluses, it should be a person with a good status and a good job. Opposite the female forensic doctor, she crouched down in front of the corpse, opened the collar of the corpse to examine the skinning incision on her neck, and then looked at the incision in her hair. The incision is oblique upwards - according to the average person peeling the skin, the incision should be oblique downward, and the last incision is close to neat, peeling the skin from the top of the head; But the deceased should have been skinned from below, and the final incision on the top of the head was neat. So it's strange here, quietly glanced at the corpse, to be honest, it was disgusting, in front of such a bloody face full of green muscles like an earthworm.
Looking up in confusion, I saw a shining line hanging down under the sun, and seeing that no one was paying attention around, I got up and grabbed this thing and pulled it hard, but the thing didn't break my hand because it was too fast, and blood gushed out instantly. It's really shocking to see the scratch on this hand! The length is the width of the entire palm and about five millimeters deep.
The female forensic doctor looked at me with disdain and complained angrily: "If you have nothing to do, just leave, your blood has dripped to the scene, and it is all trouble." β
Without looking at her, he took off the thing and held it tightly in his hand, and left the scene without looking back.
I got away from the scene before I took a closer look at this thing. This thing is very thin and sturdy, and if you don't pay attention, you can't see it at all, so I think the murderer skinned the dead man by hanging it with this thing. The murderer has a soft spot for skinning people, and he's crazy about it, and he enjoys it so much that he even treats it as an art.
But where would such filaments come in? Steel mill? It's not something that just one person can get...... Shoot TV! Actor! Actors need this kind of thing, and not long ago, an actor named Li Jin was also killed, is it his thing? Wrong!
Shaking his head to deny this conjecture.
Although an actor can use these things, this kind of thin wire can only be really contacted by the filming logistics personnel for a long time, is the murderer a logistics personnel?
There was a smell of blood in the wind brought from the scene, and the cold and cold breath made people's heads empty, and the whole person immediately woke up from his contemplation. And the moment I looked up, I saw a Sven man in a formal suit and glasses standing opposite, twenty-four or five years old. He nodded when their eyes met.
The first impression he made was that he was a strange man, but not scary, very open.
He kept looking at this side, friendly and respectful. Out of politeness, I walked over to him.
When he came to him, he still kept a gentle smile and didn't say anything, as if he could watch you silently forever as long as others didn't speak.
"Hello." In the face of a stranger, especially a stranger who is inexplicably friendly to you, my words seem unusually dry.
"Hello Officer Jun."
Does he know me? It's curious: "Are you?" β
"Yang Nuo, Yang Cheng's elder brother."
Yang Cheng? Somewhat familiar.
He didn't give people time to doubt, and raised his hand: "Officer Jun, I have something to say to you, it's inconvenient here, please come with me." β
A polite and tough man, people can't be annoying.
Following him, I asked, "What does Mr. Yang do, I don't know what you can find me, I don't think I can help you." β
"I'm just a professor at Shanghai Medical University, and I'm not much compared to Officer Jun. I'm here to work with you. β
What do interpols and university professors have to work with?
I didn't ask anymore, and he didn't open his mouth anymore.
About ten minutes to a coffee shop on the side of the road. It's a medieval English style.
followed him to a private room of more than ten square meters, in which a middle-aged man was already made. Yang Nuo took me to the private room and immediately turned around and left.
Standing by the door and looking at the middle-aged man sitting by the window. He has a Chinese face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a burly figure, and he looks at me lazily with his legs crossed.
"Do it, you're welcome." He looked at me with an elder-like smile, "My name is Fake Xin, Officer Jun has already made outstanding achievements at a young age, and it is really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves." β
"False sir," nodded and sat down, "I wonder what you're looking for me?" β
I swear I'm absolutely not mistaken, and his face twitched when I said the words "Mr. False."
"Officer Jun doesn't need to be polite, just call me Uncle Xin." He said, "I forgot to introduce myself, I am a private investigator, and I was commissioned by my employer to investigate this serial peeling case, and I learned that Officer Jun and others were denied cooperation. So, officer Jun, look, how are we working together? β
"Why do we need to work with you? That person was your employer? Why are you meddling in this case? β
"If Officer Jun cooperates with us, we naturally don't dare to hide it." The middle-aged man on the other side was still smiling kindly, and a sly dark light flashed in his eyes.
"I ......"
"Officer Jun," he was about to say when he was interrupted by the man who had gone and returned, and he came over with two cups of coffee, one in front of me, and then sat down next to the middle-aged man, "Since Officer Jun wants to know, I have nothing to hide." I am Yang Cheng's elder brother, Yang Cheng is the first deceased in this case, I have been investigating this case for five years, and I only recently met Uncle Xin. β
"My employer's lover is also the deceased in the case, his name is Li Jin, and he was killed more than a month ago."
"It's not for you to meddle in these things," he looked straight at the two people opposite, "especially you, Professor Yang, are from the education sector." β
"It's been five years, Officer Jun. Now, without results, it has begun again. β
Sven Man still had a gentle smile on his face, and people could only hear the gnashing of teeth and anger in his words from the ups and downs of his tone. This person who is not much older than himself, has an extraordinary bearing, is calm and introverted, and deserves to be a professor, and I sincerely appreciate him.
"My name is Junziyi, and I am Ziyi. Happy to work with. Get up and stretch out your hand.
"It's a pleasure to work with."
"It's a pleasure to work with."
After shaking hands one by one, Brother Yang pushed the rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "In order to facilitate future cooperation, I suggest that you and your friends come to live in my house." My house is a small three-storey villa, enough for three people. β
"Oh, they just left today and went to Bei Ljing, I'm here to wait for the results, and I will leave when the time comes."
"Then you're welcome."