Chapter Eighty-Six: The Real Murderer

(The second update, ask for votes, recommend, and collect!) There is one more shift in the evening, and today it exceeded 10,000 words. )

Wang Shui'er and Yang Qian drank a glass of water in the serious crime team, and then cleaned up each desk neatly and cleanly when they were extremely bored.

A little policeman who knew at a glance that he had just joined the work also ran in and asked with a red face, "When will we clean our office?" "Of course, in exchange for two white eyes. It was these two white eyes that also made this little rookie feel hot and dizzy and went back to his office for a long time.

At 3:58 p.m., Lu Haitao was already restless, and he didn't know what he would get if he followed him on impulse. Although his mobile phone was turned to silent, the flickering of the screen did not stop for a moment, and the calls of the municipal party committee, the municipal government, and the secretary kept coming in. The manager on duty looked at the photo, shook his head and said, "I usually only come here during the day, you wait a minute." He beckoned the little waiter just now to come over and introduced: "This is our waiter Xiaohe, who was on duty the night before yesterday." Xiaohe, look at this photo, do you have an impression? ”

The shy Xiaohe took the photo, just glanced at it, and began to nod: "I have seen this woman, what is the surname He, this surname is rare, so I remember." ”

Xiao He has only been in the café for a month, and he is still in the internship period, so he also follows the evening shift and familiarizes himself with the workflow as soon as possible in the afternoon. When he went to work the night before, about 10 o'clock, a man and a woman came. Because of the hotel's publicity and the badges worn on the chests of a man and a woman, Koga said that they should be doctors who stayed in the hotel and came to attend a medical seminar.

He Caiyun is a half-old, with a plump figure and a charming move, which is really very attractive to a young man like Xiaohe. Perhaps, it was really because of this attraction that Xiao He peeked at the two of them when he served them coffee and pastries, remembered He Caiyun's surname, and he also remembered the man's surname Cheng, and the two of them sat for about an hour and left around 11 o'clock.

Mao Qiang listened there, and then went back and arranged: "Li Yuan, you immediately find the conference team of the medical seminar, get the list of all the participants, and find out this surname Cheng." If there is a surname with the same surname, notify us immediately, and we will take Xiaohe over to identify it. ”

Liu Xiaolin and Yuan Feiteng were arranged by Mao Qiang to the hotel lobby, and they came to see if they could find the registration information of the man surnamed Cheng at the front desk of the hotel, and it was very likely that they could not find it. Therefore, Liu Xiaolin and Yuan Feiteng's other task is more important, which is to monitor the door of the hotel, and if the man surnamed Cheng intends to escape, he can intercept it immediately.

Lu Haitao is unwilling to sit here and wait stupidly, this is a huge torture for him. Mao Qiang understood his thoughts very well, and after first warning the duty manager of the café that he must keep it secret, the three of them took Xiao He and walked to the seminar conference group on the third floor.

Yang Qian and Wang Shui'er waited left and right, Wang Lei hadn't come back yet, and the two decided to find a place to order a few delicious dishes and drink a glass or two of wine. The beauty benefits of wine are familiar to the two women. got into Wang Shui'er's car, discussing what was delicious, and Yang Qian received an unexpected phone call.

With an apologetic gesture, Yang Qian pushed the car door and ran to a hidden corner of the parking lot in a few steps: "Director Wei, I'm Yang Qian, and my permission code is 752301, please verify." ”

Wei Zheng, not Wei Zheng of the Tang Dynasty, is the deputy director of the 8th Bureau and the director of a place, and his authority is not comparable to Zhao Hua. One is the most elite professional unit of the 8th Bureau, which is also responsible for the work of scavengers in addition to the field, and only the top-notch talents in each department and group will have the possibility of being transferred to one place.

Wei Zheng's voice sounded very soft on the phone: "Yang Qian, this is a three-way call between us and Director Ling of the first internal guard, I ask that all the contents of the call be kept confidential at level 1." "Internal Security is actually the National Security 9 Bureau, the full name is the Internal Security Investigation Bureau, and the system is used to calling it: Internal Security Bureau. The dispatch of the Internal Security Bureau showed that the mole showed its tail, and Yang Qian thought so in her heart.

The phone call was not long, Yang Qian hung up the phone almost unconsciously, and stood there a little confused. On the phone just now, the two division chiefs asked her to hand in the work report for this period of time before this time tomorrow. That's it? Level 1 secret, isn't it?

However, for an agent, making a job report is much more complicated than writing a resume or a job report. Because the official document is encrypted, which means that you must use a password to write this work report, note: writing, not computer typing. Moreover, you must describe in detail the work process within the entire required time frame, and the official will not let go of even the slightest lie in your report. A lot of people don't understand what the word "detailed" means to an agent officer, which refers to everything you do at every time. There is a rule about the reporting of the work of an agent that is widely circulated: kiss, then report!

At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Haitao's heart was beating wildly, he looked at his mobile phone nervously, time passed minute by minute, fortunately, so many police forces were scattered, and no one reported that an unknown body was found. At this time, they had already received a call from Li Yuan, Cheng Chen, room 505, director of the Department of Brain Surgery of Jinshan Medical College. This time, it was He Caiyun and him who came to participate in the seminar from Jinshan Hospital.

At 4:03 p.m., Lu Haitao and Wang Lei saw Cheng Chen in room 505 of the hotel, and Mao Qiang was sitting on guard by the door. Cheng Chen, about 170 cm tall, has good facial features, and wears a pair of fashionable rimless glasses.

Cheng Chen was a little nervous about the arrival of the police, wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and asked uneasily, "Is it that the murderer who killed our Dean He has been found?" ”

The interrogation of suspects is such a thing, the serious crime team has always been Wang Lei's check, and other people's interrogation records have to be handed over to Wang Lei for inspection before counting, and Mao Qiang's is no exception. According to Mao Qiang's reason when he formulated this rule, the reason is: with the help of Wang Lei's eagle eyes, the error rate of the serious crime team is minimized.

Wang Lei smiled easily, and sat there completely as a harmless fat man: "Doctor Cheng, you are amazing, leaving a note from a serial killer to threaten our police?" Cheng Chen jumped up in shock, the mobile phone in his hand fell to the ground, and the teacup in front of him spilled over on the coffee table......

In the face of Cheng Chen's various justifications, Wang Lei smiled: "Since you don't admit it, then you keep your mouth shut." Now it's me who says, listen, you'll understand when I'm done. ”

The night before yesterday, Cheng Chen and He Caiyun went to the café and left 1 hour later. The two may have gone somewhere, maybe they were in Cheng Chen's car, because this time they came to attend the seminar, it was Cheng Chen's car. In short, the last two had a conflict. Wang Lei's fingers tapped the armrest a few times: "I don't know what kind of contradiction you have, and I don't want to know about it now." Nine times out of ten, it has something to do with love, ** or money. ”

After the two argued, He Caiyun went back to the hotel alone, when it was late and pedestrians were scarce. So, opposite the hotel, Cheng Chen attacked He Caiyun with a poisonous hand. Maybe Cheng Chen was going to move or bury the body, but what he didn't expect was that He Caiyun insisted on running across the road and died at the door of the hotel, so the conditions for moving the body naturally did not exist.

Cheng Chen found one thing in his bag, that is, the café's paid receipt. This receipt reminded Cheng Chen of a very important thing: the café's pastries are unique. As a doctor, Cheng Chen knew that as long as it was not a natural death, the forensic doctor would inevitably do an autopsy after the police took over.

Once the forensic doctor performs an autopsy on He Caiyun, he will find undigested food from He Caiyun's stomach, so the police will definitely find themselves out along the café. So, what to do? Cheng Chen pondered hard and found a way, as long as the police did not perform an autopsy on He Caiyun within 36 hours, the food in her stomach would be completely digested. At that time, he will be a fish leaping into the sea.

is just a doctor, and if he doesn't have the power to interfere with the police's handling of the case, he can only make the police too busy to have time to do an autopsy on He Caiyun. With the support of this theory, Cheng Chen drove to the development zone, and in a remote area, he killed a woman he met, making the illusion of a serial killer of the seven deadly sins. He didn't even see the woman's face clearly.

Facing Cheng Chen, who was clamoring for evidence, Wang Lei took out a transcript: "This is the transcript made for you by the sub-bureau yesterday, you said that you have been sleeping in your room at night, and you have not seen He Caiyun since the meeting." The waiter at the café can testify that you appeared in the café with He Caiyun, and, I'm sure, the fibers of the woman's clothes that you crushed to death were collected from the tires of your car, hehehehe"

Cheng Chen, who had done all this, saw the embarrassment of the police as he wished, and also heard the resentment and abuse of passers-by against the police. Just when he thought that the day after today's most difficult day, tomorrow when doctors from all over the country would return to their homes and his wish would be fulfilled, Lu Haitao, Mao Qiang and Wang Lei appeared in his room like divine soldiers.

At 25 p.m., he glanced at Cheng Chen, who was already speechless, with disgust, and Lu Haitao's mobile phone called Secretary Qi of the Municipal Party Committee, with a loud and high-pitched voice. After saying a few words, Lu Haitao waved his hand: "I'll go to the press conference, Mao Qiang, you escort people back." ”

Yang Qian and Wang Shui'er, who had something in their hearts, were absent-minded when they were eating, which made Wang Shui'er extremely curious, and inquired in every possible way, Yang Qian would definitely not let go. Curiosity kills the cat, and Wang Shui'er is like the cat at this time, itching in her heart. The two of them were in a hurry to eat tonight, mainly because Yang Qian was in a hurry, and as soon as she put down the chopsticks, she urged Wang Shui'er, and Wang Shui'er sent her back to the rental house with her mouth crossed.