I know that the murderer set the van on fire. What's the use of finding this van now? I couldn't find any useful clues from the car.

Daji looked at my expression and comforted me, saying, "Don't worry! Let's take a look at the scene! ”

I pulled over to the side of the road and got out of the car with Daji and walked towards Bao Gudi.

When Zhang Feng saw the two of us, he greeted him. He also stressed that "I have seen the scene" and then shook his head.

I didn't answer. Daji asked, "Team Zhang, who found the scene?" ”

Zhang Feng explained, "In the morning, an old farmer went to work in the field and found a black charcoal-fired iron 'lump' parked in his baogu field, so he called the police. I asked just now, but the old farmer didn't see any murderer when he got up, and the old farmer had a strong sense of law, and after he called the police, he didn't destroy the scene. ”

Then Daji and I went to the front of the van.

It has to be said that it was completely burned and seemed to have experienced an explosion, and the body and everything inside the car were black.

I took the gloves from the colleague next to me, and I put them on and studied the steel pipe in the trunk of the car, a colleague next to me explained. This is an ordinary steel pipe, the guy who drove the car is more skillful, and he welded it himself, and there is a hydraulic switch in front of it.

In my heart, I said that this murderer seems to have been prepared for a long time, and it is not just as simple as being murderous and perverted. And he had already figured out how to deal with the vehicles behind him.

Daji circled around the van, then suddenly crouched down, and after observing for a while, she called out to me to come and have a look.

I crouched down next to Daji and noticed a shoe print here. The shoe prints are printed in the soft soil, the marks are easy to identify, and they should be tourist shoes.

Daji measured it with her hands. He asked Zhang Feng again, "Among the colleagues who entered the scene today, did any of them wear size 42 travel shoes?" ”

Zhang Feng looked like a reliable person, and he immediately replied affirmatively, "I don't wear size 42 travel shoes." The old farmer who first entered the scene, as I noticed, was wearing size 41 cloth shoes. ”

Daji and I looked at each other, and Daji immediately took out her camera and took a lot of pictures of the shoe prints. There is even a special measure to collect some data on the edge wear of the part of the shoe print depth.

I waited patiently. That's when the phone rang. When I picked it up, I saw that it was the Iron Army.

I answered the phone, and Tie Jun asked me how the scene was and if anything I found?

I briefly told Tie Jun about the situation at the scene, and of course I also mentioned the shoe print.

Tie Jun answered, and he asked me and Daji to go to a few building materials markets in Mozhou after leaving the scene to look for clues about paint buckets.

To be honest, there isn't much to investigate. In less than a quarter of an hour, Daji handed over the sample to Zhang Feng and left with me.

There are four building materials markets in Mozhou, one in the east, west, one in the north and one in the south, and we went to the building materials market to find a clue for a van, which is a bit of a needle in a haystack. However, Daji and I were not discouraged, we mainly inquired about the shops that sold paint, because we didn't want to reveal our identities, we both pretended to buy paint, but we turned around the four building materials markets and found nothing.

What's more, because the customers of these paint shops are looking for cars nearby after buying, there are too many trucks waiting for work near the building materials market, and they don't see vans pulling goods at all.

Daji and I ate something at a noodle restaurant near the building materials market at noon, and we were both a little worried.

The van is the most valuable clue we know so far, and we have never wanted to give up, but the line is about to break.

As soon as the two of us finished eating, the dispatcher called me and said that there were new clues, and I would return to the bureau in the afternoon to have a case meeting.

Daji and I didn't delay, we went all the way back to the police station, and when we entered the conference room, I saw that in addition to Tie Jun, Bai Laoxie and Big Mouth, there were also Zhang Feng and a few grassroots policemen.

Zhang Feng first introduced the new clues. The man and woman who died in Qinhe Park have been identified. The man is a car driver of a unit, and the SV is also a unit, and the man has no vices in the unit, and his popularity is also good.

The yellow-haired woman is a foot-washing girl in the foot-washing city, and her social relationship is somewhat complicated, and she is currently under investigation.

After Zhang Feng finished speaking, Tie Jun continued to talk about the shoe prints. According to the analysis of the trace commissioner, the shoe print is 42 size, Nike shoes, the murderer's height is about 175, according to the depth of the shoe print, the murderer's physique is fat, according to the analysis of the wear and tear of the edge of the shoe and the center of gravity, the murderer is still very strong. The police can pay more attention to people with similar physical features.

In this way, we further divided the labor according to the clues we had. But what Tie Jun meant, Daji and I still focus on following the clue of the paint bucket.

I was not discouraged, and even for two days in a row, we re-examined the building materials market.

At noon on this day, Daji and I were passing by a large paint store at the Chengdong Building Materials Market, when we heard a customer ask, "Boss!" Why is the van that used to pull goods near the market gone? ”

Daji and I were both stimulated by the word van. We both stopped together and listened.

The boss muttered, "I haven't seen the van for a while, I don't know which leader took the wrong medicine before, I have to crack down on those black cars, those departments of the vehicle management office came to fish twice to enforce the law, not to mention the van now, even some private trucks don't appear around here!" ”

The customer muttered a few words and turned to go out again.

Daji and I saw that the boss was free, so we went to this specialty store together, and I asked the boss, "There was brown bread in this neighborhood before?" ”

The boss looked at me vigilantly and asked, "What are you two doing?" Wouldn't it be here again to fish for law enforcement? ”

I smiled at my boss, handed me a cigarette, and showed my police ID card when I had time. What I mean is also obvious, we are criminal police, only for solving cases and looking for clues.

The boss had already taken my cigarette and put it in his mouth and smoked it, but when he heard what I said, he took a puff and let out a big puff of smoke, and choked himself and coughed hard.

In order to talk to him, I diligently patted him on the chest and back. In the end, the boss relieved, but said sharply, "Two police officers, I didn't commit any crimes, I really don't know about those vans!" ”

I told him not to be nervous and to talk about it in detail.

The owner is still a little unaccustomed. However, according to what he said, there were two or three vans of bread in the vicinity that used to pull goods, and I don't know which one the police want to ask?

Daji thought for a while and further said, "It should be white Chang'an bread, the driver is about 1.75 meters, tall and strong, and his hands are very skillful." ”

The boss thought about it, shook his head, and said he was not impressed.

I was looking forward to it, but his words made my heart sink.

I don't want the clue I just got broken again! was still a little unwilling, and asked again, "How long has it been since the black car was checked?" ”

The boss casually responded, "It's been more than a month!" And with that, he opened the door and went out.

Daji and I had no choice but to leave.

But I pondered in my mind over and over again, and there was another way. I said to Daji, "We can ask Brother Tie to contact the vehicle management office and ask them to cancel the operation, and then let them let out the rumors, saying that the operation to fight the black car has been canceled, and the black car can resume operation." Maybe the murderer will appear! ”

Dajizan is a good idea. We'll report back to the Iron Army. And the Iron Army is very efficient, and the next day, this wind was released.

In addition, he sent two mobile teams.

The three of us discussed it, and there were two cars parked at the two exits of the building materials market, and the other car parked on the nearby road as a motorcycle.

In the next three days, there were many black cars near the building materials market, but after careful investigation, we found that none of the drivers matched the characteristics of the suspect.

The three of us were at a stalemate here. I'm still thinking bitterly, I really don't know when I'm going to be a head when I'm going to survive like this. Tu Ji Ba.

However, the murderer seemed to be even more impatient, and one afternoon, the dispatch came with the news that something had happened in the Shuangyaling Reservoir, and it was suspected that the conch killer had reappeared.

As soon as Daji and I received the news, we left our task of squatting in the building materials market and rushed to the reservoir.

Shuangyaling Reservoir is a small reservoir near Mozhou, which is about 30 kilometers away from the city of Mozhou.

I pondered while driving the car, this murderer is too irregular, he is going to do it with a rake, and what does he want to do?

When I arrived at the Shuangyaling Reservoir, I found that the Iron Army had not yet arrived.

I looked towards the reservoir and there was a two-person camouflage tent standing alone on the edge of the reservoir.

A colleague who arrived early pointed to the tent and said, "There are two deceased people in it, a man and a woman.

He didn't continue, but he seemed to know that the scene in the tent was very bloody, especially when he was talking, the expression on his face was very uncomfortable, and he probably almost crouched there and vomited.

Daji and I didn't wait for the Iron Army, we walked over first, and the closer we got to the tent, the stronger the smell of blood became.

Daji walked over to the tent, put on her gloves, and lifted it.

I was behind her, looking at the two bodies in the tent.

The man's hands were tied behind his back, lying face down in the tent, and there were a lot of blood stains under him, which looked like he had been stabbed to death.

Beside him, there was a woman lying flat, her hands and feet were tied, her face and eyes were gouged out, her stomach was cut open in the middle by the murderer, and all the internal organs were taken out of the abdominal cavity by the murderer, and then neatly placed on the sleeping bag next to her.

Looking at the bloody internal organs, my tumbling stomach couldn't bear it at all, turned my head and walked a few steps back, squatting there and vomiting.

The thought that came to my mind was that the murderer was not a human at all, he was a butcher, he was a demon!

I vomited for a while before I straightened up, and at this time, Daji shouted from the tent, "Brother Huan'er, have you finished throwing up?" I need your help. ”