Chapter Seventy-Five: Static Mental Oppression
Little River Village.
All members of the criminal police team rushed to the edge of the sinkhole numbered No. 37.
The caliber of this sinkhole is not large, the interior is even more complex and changeable, the bottom goes directly to the underground river, the murderer thought that the corpse would be thrown into the underground river and disappear permanently, but people are not as good as the sky, Ermao's body did not fall into the river, but fell on a big stone in the river.
Half of his body was soaked in the river and eaten by fish and scavengers, leaving only white bones and his eyeballs eaten by something, leaving only two hollow eye sockets.
The underground river water was cold and biting, and although Ermao's body had been soaked for many days, the degree of decomposition was not serious.
Luo Cheng squatted down and cooperated with the forensic doctor to untie Ermao's clothes, and the wound on Ermao's chest appeared in front of everyone's eyes, his wound was already white and swollen, and the wound turned outward, like a triangular hole.
"What could cause such a wound?" Luo Cheng asked.
"Mitsubishi thorn, this kind of thing is very vicious, much more powerful than a dagger, once the victim is stabbed, an open wound will be formed, the blood loss speed is far beyond the general cold weapon, and it will be very difficult to stop the bleeding, many people die because of excessive blood loss, his wound is just in the heart position, not biased or oblique, the murderer shot quite steadily and accurately, and killed with a knife." He Zhonghua added.
The forensic doctor looked at Ermao's head, the back of his head had completely collapsed, and the brain tissue inside had been eaten by insects, revealing Bai Sensen's skull, and his scalp was hanging like a piece of paper.
"He had been hit with heavy objects on his skull many times, and these were blunt force wounds, and judging by the shape of the wounds, they should have been square murder weapons such as bricks." Forensic tract.
Brick?
He Zhonghua looked at Luo Cheng and said, "Young man, your judgment is very accurate, the Xiaoning River is the first crime scene, I think those bricks should come from Qi Hong's house, and I now understand why Lei Zhibin is in a hurry to build a house for Qi Hong." ”
"Cover up the scene of the crime, the wound on Ermao's chest is not biased or oblique, I think such a wound must have been caused by Ermao without any defense, after the first Ermao fled, and then fell, the murderer rushed up and picked up a brick and slammed the back of his head to death, such a wound I think the scene must be very bloody, there are blood stains everywhere, a lot of blood stains also seeped into the soil, the murderer understands, no matter how they clean up, there will always be something missing, so they don't do it, they simply push the whole old house, and even dig the foundation, completely destroyed the scene, and then they pushed Ermao's car into the river to disguise the illusion that the body was washed away by accidentally falling into the river, and finally they pulled the body here overnight and ran into the sinkhole. Luo Cheng was a little excited.
His previous inference was confirmed, and the trend of this case was exactly the same as he imagined, and the reason for throwing the corpse was because Ermao died violently, and the wound was too obvious, and He Wei and they appeared in Xiaohe Village to throw the corpse in the sinkhole.
There was no evidence of the corpse in the sinkhole, just based on Luo Cheng's inference. The expedition team's daily search costs were quite expensive, and the criminal police team took on a lot of pressure for this.
Now all the hard work has paid off, and they have succeeded.
"Confession, the reason why Lei Zhibin didn't leak was that he and He Wei prepared in advance and carried out collusion, we thought that Lei Zhibin fled just because he was corrupt, I think this is the real reason." Zhou Huabei hugged his hands and was secretly excited in his palms.
The case is becoming clearer, and more and more suspects are coming to the fore.
"I don't understand, why did they kill Ermao? What was the motive for the crime, and why did they all appear at the scene of the crime at that time, He Wei explained that they took Qi Hong to see the old house, and Hei Xiaohu's rhetoric was almost the same, what was the truth? He Zhonghua rubbed his chin and asked.
Luo Cheng's mind immediately flashed the figure of a person, and said, "Maybe we have another eyewitness." ”
Everyone immediately understood what Luo Cheng meant, he was talking about Qi Hong, Qi Hong was with Lei Zhibin and He Wei that day, if there was a murder, he must have seen everything.
"Immediately summon He Wei, and at the same time think of a way to see if you can ask what Qi Hong's mouth can do, what other departments should do, continue the investigation, and complete the chain of evidence, especially the murder weapon, it must be found." Zhou Huabei gave the order at the scene.
The police immediately started to act in two ways, and Luo Cheng took two people to the hospital.
When Luo Cheng found He Wei, he pushed Chen Meina for a walk in the hospital garden.
"Wait a minute."
He Wei's expression was relaxed, with a smile on his face, he pushed Chen Meina into the ward under Luo Cheng's gaze, helped him to the bed, and then carefully opened the TV series, and then called the nurse aside to give detailed instructions before coming out.
Luo Cheng saw his every move, this writer who is good at describing crimes has excellent psychological quality, and at the same time has strong anti-reconnaissance ability, this person is definitely a difficult guy.
"Do you have anything to do with me? Did you find Feng Lan and them? He Wei's expression was a little sad, and his expression darkened.
"They? You just said them, it seems that you already know that Lei Zhibin is missing? Luo Cheng was keenly aware and grasped the loophole in He Wei's words.
"Officer, I'm not stupid, it's all crazy, he's my friend, how can I not know?" Ho Wei Dao.
"Don't worry, we're already looking for him, but I'm not looking for you today for this matter, but for Ermao's matter, we found his body in the sinkhole, let's go."
"Okay, I've explained this matter many times, and I'll definitely cooperate with you if you want to ask anything."
Several people got into the car together.
He Wei's expression was very calm, as if nothing had happened.
Luo Cheng didn't do much along the way, and He Wei didn't ask much, and the two of them almost didn't communicate the whole time.
Arriving at the criminal police team, He Wei was invited to the office, and similarly, Luo Cheng was not in a hurry to ask, but poured him a glass of water and cooled him to the side.
Luo Cheng and the others stood in front of the glass next door and watched He Wei's every move, especially He Wei's eyes.
"What is this practice?" He Zhonghua asked.
"This is called static mental oppression, many criminals, especially the kind of criminals who are good at debating and have strong anti-reconnaissance ability, they will show extreme professionalism when facing the police, whether it is for criminal investigation or the law, they have endless words, acting like outsiders staying out of the matter, they understand the police practices, and even interrogation methods, so at the beginning they will organize a complete set of rhetoric, dripping water, the more we say, the more they deal with it, like kraft candy, In fact, this is a way for them to divert their attention, to be precise, it is a way to release pressure, in the face of interrogation, they will talk loudly, in this way to release the inner pressure and fear, to attack and defend, see the moves, so we change the way today, we ignore him and hang him, so that he has no idea what we have mastered, their hearts will become more and more bottomless, more and more unconfident, the mental pressure will be more and more great, they will reflect on their own crime process, The more they think about it, the more chaotic they will become, and in the end they will fall into endless contradictions, and their psychological defenses will collapse and they will break themselves. If the interrogation is dynamic mental oppression, then this is static mental oppression, what is most feared, not the ghost in front of you, but the unknown! ”