Chapter 12 Nervous Psychological Game
"How can it be a homicide?"
"Didn't you just say that you were suffocated?"
For a while, a panicked look flashed in Zhou Shutong's eyes, and he unconsciously clenched his slender hand.
"Hmm..... This is just a little speculation on my own. β
"But if someone deliberately locked it inside, this is a standard homicide, and the specific needs to be investigated by colleagues from the Traces Division."
Bai Cheng pondered for a moment, answered her answer, and then explained, "Yu Shuang's head has blood stains, although it is not a fatal wound from the wound, but it has caused excessive bleeding and death. β
"Could it be that it happened to hit somewhere? She has always been a careless person. β
Zhou Shutong tried to induce him, and said in a somewhat hurried tone.
"No, next to the corpse in the basement, there is a small safe with blood stained on it."
"It can't be ruled out that someone used this to smash Yu Shuang."
"It's also possible!"
However, all homicide cases must be treated with a very good attitude, and only after repeated verification can a final conclusion be made.
"But when I came here, the basement door was locked, and the only people who could open that door were me and Yu Shuang, and the others would never be able to open it!"
Seeing that the whole incident was about to develop in the direction of a homicide case, Zhou Shutong's soft eyes were even more flustered, and he was in a hurry, and he reluctantly said a reason, wanting to clear up the facts.
"Woohoo!!"
As if sensing something, the golden retriever on the side barked at this time, interrupting the anxious atmosphere now.
"I did it perfectly, no one could catch me......."
Zhou Shutong barely calmed down his panicked and nervous mood, and said to himself silently in his heart.
But then, words came that made her heart beat even faster.
"It's also possible that I personally feel that people like Miss Zhou who are engaged in creative work really think differently from us."
The young policeman in front of him, Bai Cheng, narrowed his eyes and looked straight at her, and then said, "Most ordinary people would think that Yu Shuang was beaten unconscious and then locked in the basement, which eventually led to death. β
"And you think you're going to be locked up in the basement and then you're getting hurt."
"That's not the same ....... us."
When the words fell, Zhou Shutong only felt that his heart was beating faster, his mouth was dry, and fine sweat appeared faintly on his smooth and white forehead.
"Actually, this doesn't matter, while you still have time, can you take me to Yu Shuang's room to check it out?"
Bai Cheng suddenly smiled and said to her.
"Okay..... Her room is on the second floor, please come with me. β
Suddenly, Zhou Shutong breathed a sigh of relief again, this policeman was really not easy to deal with, and his heart was full of spirit again.
There have been too many accidents tonight, whether it's this rainstorm or the man in front of you......
.......
"Smack! Smack!! β
Outside the window, the north wind was howling, lightning and thunder were roaring, and the pea-like raindrops hit the buildings with a crisp sound, and the dense raindrops formed rain lines, like sharp swords, shooting towards the earth.
Countless rain lines converged into rapids and flowed down the ridge of the roof, hitting the eaves.
Following the luxurious staircase with the scent of pine wood, the two of them reached the second floor, where there were many rooms, but most of them were uninhabited.
"This is her room."
Zhou Shutong stood at the door and said with a complicated expression, while Bai Cheng slowly walked into the room with white gloves.
There's nothing special here, the dΓ©cor is retro and luxurious, with silver sconces hanging on the walls, but it doesn't look like a woman's room, but rather a man living alone.
I saw a total of briefcases on the desk not far away.
"Zila...."
Scratch the zipper, in which most of them are some personal belongings, a lighter, a box of cigarettes, and a pack of toiletries, from which it can be seen that Yu Shuang's personality is more masculine.
One of the most valuable is a diary, and several receipts.
"She's supposed to be a very meticulous person, and these notes are well kept."
"The dates are all in ...... 3 days ago......"
Bai Cheng came to this conclusion after checking, but then he said again: "However, she should have been here with another person three days ago. β
"Because the food on the voucher in the restaurant was enough for two people, and I bought safety supplies at the supermarket, but this was earlier."
"Maybe I have a boyfriend."
"The relationship between the two of you is so good, do you know her male relationship?"
Bai Cheng turned to Zhou Shutong and asked.
She ..... What should I say? β
"In this respect, it is different from ordinary people, and it is more open."
A trace of resentment flashed in Zhou Shutong's eyes, and then he hesitated and said.
"I see, but ...... It's really a lot ......."
"It's all full."
Bai Cheng opened the diary, which recorded some times and places, and when viewed as a whole, this should be a record of dating different people.
The name is not written, only the initials.
"ZST, he should have been the one who had dinner with Yu Shuang three days ago."
"But it's a coincidence, and it's the same as your name."
As soon as these words came out, Zhou Shutong suddenly became nervous, his eyes were even more flustered, and his slender hands clenched behind him turned pale.
"However, this man should be a male ......"
"I wonder if you know someone with the same initial?"
Bai Cheng turned to her and asked.
"I'm sorry, but I still don't know much about her private life."
Zhou Shutong pretended to be a difficult answer.
"It's okay, I've finished searching here, so I'll take a photo of the basement and finally do the preliminary work, and I'll wait for my colleagues from the trace examination department to come."
Later, the two went to the basement from the second floor, took another photo with their mobile phones, and then sat down on the sofa in the living room again.
"Miss Zhou must be sad now, but the truth will be solved soon."
Bai Cheng smiled and said gently.
But such an attitude made Zhou Shutong even more anxious, and even felt that the other party had discovered something.
"If she was really murdered, Yu Shuang must know who locked her inside, and it should be the person who came here with her."
"As long as you are conscious, you will probably find a way to write the name of the murderer, which is similar to the death message in a mystery novel."
"However, before she died, she only had a piece of drawing paper in her hand."
"Is this your work, Miss Zhou?"
Bai Cheng asked, lifting the sketch in the evidence bag in his hand.
"According to my guess, she must be trying to tell us something, and there should be clues about who the killer is."
The young policeman in front of him raised his head and analyzed it seriously with Zhou Shutong, "Can you tell me what this cartoon is about?" β
"Maybe the real culprit is hidden in it......"
He said meaningfully.