Chapter 5: Three Suspects

"......" There was a loud noise in conference room 301, interrupting Shen Ke's memories.

Zhao Xiaomeng stood up abruptly, and the chair stepped back, making a piercing grinding sound.

The projection on the wall was on, and Zhu Zhumei's double ponytail was covered with blood, standing in the closet, like a broken and broken doll in the window on Halloween.

Seeing that everyone looked over at once, Zhao Xiaomeng panicked instantly, and didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Today is her first day on the job! Although I know that the special case team is indispensable, murder cases are indispensable. And she had already watched that video and was mentally prepared. But such a big open-screen crit still scared her.

"Don't panic, I threw up when the police first went back to the scene. Shen Ke, you continued. ”

Chen Mo kindly pressed his hand down on Zhao Xiaomeng and motioned for her to sit down.

Zhao Xiaomeng hurriedly sat down, pulled the chair suddenly, like a quail, and craned her neck to look at the big screen.

When I raised my eyes again, the projection screen had become a picture of the relationship between the characters.

Zhao Xiaomeng's heart warmed, and she looked at Shen Ke who was holding the mouse, she said expressionlessly, in such a hot summer, the thick fat sea hair like bubbles was extremely refreshing, with a good smell.

"We extracted the records of the smart door locks, and in addition to Wang Haibin, there were two records entered with fingerprints. They are Cao Ren, the owner of Huachao Company and Lilith's agent, and another female anchor named Shang Jia in Huachao. ”

"There were two other people who entered the password, and I found one of them, the administrator of this apartment, and at five o'clock in the afternoon, he received a prank call saying that he smelled gas at the door of 1304."

"Shortly after he left, Anonymous entered the room with a password."

Shen Ke said, picked up the ice American style on the table, and took a big sip.

After Yan Xiulin left, she visited the people in the apartment again and found out a lot of things.

At five o'clock in the morning, Fang Cai rode a motorcycle and rushed over from the Nanjiang New District Bureau with files.

Chen Mo listened to Shen Ke's words and frowned, "Then this anonymous person is very suspicious, I look at the photos of the scene, if you want to fix the kitchen knife on the wall of the cabinet and fix it with an iron sheet, the murderer will not stay in it for too long." ”

"Anonymous can completely use the prank phone to steal the door opening code when the administrator opens the door, and then go in to commit the crime. He is also very familiar with Zhu Zhumei, otherwise there would not be such a strange method of killing. ”

Chen Mo is an old criminal policeman, what kind of case has he not seen in more than 30 years?

The crux of the problem is almost immediately apparent.

Shen Ke didn't disappoint him, and nodded, "Yes, the four people who went in behind here, Shang Jia broadcast the whole process live from the moment she opened the door, and the fruit and incense burner in front of the posthumous photo were placed by her, she cried there for ten minutes, and then left." ”

The corners of Chen Mo's mouth couldn't help but tremble slightly, he was really old, and he didn't understand why someone would cry for ten minutes on a live broadcast.

I don't understand why anyone would be willing to watch someone cry for ten minutes.

"After the caretaker went in, he checked the gas and found that there was no problem, so he left. There is only a minute before and after. But Cao Ren and Anonymous stayed in the room for more than twenty minutes. ”

"Chaoyang apartment is only in the elevator, and there is monitoring in the public area at the elevator entrance, not in the corridor of the aisle. Smart door locks are uniformly installed, and cameras are not allowed to be installed without permission. ”

"I have already taken the elevator surveillance that day, and there are too many people entering and exiting the apartment building, and there are still too few clues to determine which one is anonymous. He may be a resident on the 13th floor, or he may be an outsider. ”

Shen Ke said, glanced at Zhao Xiaomeng, and changed the screen back to the scene of the murder.

"There are currently three suspects, Wang Haibin who may have lied, Cao Ren who has been in the house for twenty minutes, and Anonymous. All three of them have time to commit crimes. ”

"The murderer also met two conditions, the first is that he knows in advance about Zhu Zhumei and Wang Haibin's live broadcast plan at night, and the second is that he knows Zhu Zhumei's figure very well."

"See where the knife is? happened to be on Zhu Zhumei's neck. Zhu Zhumei is short and looks about 155. The murderer was carefully compared to the position. ”

"So the murderer is certainly not a stranger."

Chen Mo nodded, and looked at Shen Ke with a complicated expression.

The evaluation of this girl in the public security system of Nanjiang City is very polarized. Every superior likes her very much, because there is no case that Shen Ke can't solve, but some colleagues mutter.

Shen Ke is a lonely man, and when he investigates the case, it looks like a mysterious person will tear off the page of the detective's cartoon with the murderer tomorrow, and he is so anxious that he will burn the fire.

With such a king of volumes, in three hundred and sixty-five nights, no one in an office can sleep soundly for a day.

It's a dream, it's all Shen Ke stepping on the hot wheels and swishing from the old cow they were sitting on to the broken car and flew over.

The case happened in the early hours of the morning, and now it is less than eight o'clock, Shen Ke has already found the suspect, questioned and checked the surveillance, and still took a small leather whip, and twitched behind the on-site identification team and the forensic doctor.

Chen Mo pondered for a while, and finally came up with a loophole, "What about that Cao Ren?" ”

Shen Ke seemed to be prepared, "Cao Ren was not in Chaoyang Apartment last night and went back to his mother's house in the east of the city. He is a local, and I have made an appointment with him, and at eight o'clock, he will come to the bureau to cooperate with the investigation. ”

Shen Ke said, looking at Zhao Xiaomeng, who had a dish-faced face.

"There is something you need to do, in Zhu Zhumei's live broadcast, at 12:035 seconds, there was a barrage that said: Don't talk about the anchor like that, there have been accidents one after another."

"I checked on the Internet, and the anchor who had an accident recently was only Lilith, and Zhu Zhumei had not been killed at that time. I wonder what this successive saying is? ”

Zhao Xiaomeng was stunned for a moment, and then stood up excitedly, "I'll go!" I can! Leave it to me! ”

Her voice was so loud that Chen Mo couldn't help but tilt his head.

Zhao Xiaomeng blushed again when she saw everyone looking at her, and she looked at Shen Ke eagerly, "Senior sister!" I also came out of the junior class of Nanjiang No. 1 Middle School! When I was in school, I had a picture of you posted in the back of the class! ”

"There are so many barrages, it's gone, and the senior sister remembers it at 12:35! Terrible! ”

Shen Ke looked at Zhao Xiaomeng seriously, "The video can be paused." ”

The other two who had been sitting without speaking laughed.

Chen Mo waved his hand, "Shen Ke, you take Li Yuan to ask Cao Ren in a while, and Zhao Xiaomeng will check the barrage." Qi Huan, you go to the scene to inquire again, and see if there are any new clues about that anonymous person. ”

Chen Mo said, looking at the man sitting opposite Shen Ke, and his file came to mind.

Qi Huan, nicknamed the night patrol dog, after joining the police force, he did not seek a promotion or a salary increase, and stayed in every police station in Nanjiang City. Chen Mo thought that this kid would be a film policeman for a lifetime, but he didn't expect that he would take the initiative to apply for the special case team this time.