"The scene of the crime is on the eighteenth floor of a long-abandoned office building, this building was originally the office building of Changchun Construction Company, the boss is called Zheng Pingping, a few years ago there was an accident at the construction site and injured people, and at the same time it was found that the construction quality problem, the boss Zheng Ping directly ran away with money, owed thousands of employees wages, and the debt collection of employees was in an uproar. Later, the court approached the boss to enforce it, and only then did the injured worker pay civil compensation and make up the employee's wages. Immediately after the collapse of the construction company, the building was abandoned. ”

As a criminal police officer who has been in the industry for many years, when I heard some negative things that had happened in this company, I couldn't help but think of a case that was solved before, that is, because the boss owed employees wages, and then there was a quarrel in the process of asking for wages, and finally killed someone.

When I came to the gate of the factory, there was a rusty iron lock hanging on the rusty gate, stubbornly retaining the last trace of dignity here, but the collapsed courtyard wall on the side ripped off this last fig leaf, revealing the dirty side of the place.

There was no way for the car to enter the factory, so we had to walk to the scene of the crime.

Walking into the factory area, the scene in front of me is depressed, the empty yard is overgrown with weeds, rubble and all kinds of garbage can be seen everywhere. Every grass and tree here is a witness to the company's prosperity to decline, watching him rise a tall building, watching him feast guests, and seeing his building collapse.

The office building where the crime occurred was in the innermost part of the factory area, and it was necessary to pass through rows of red warehouses, and several black cats squatted on the roof of the warehouse, arching their backs and issuing a sharp warning to several of us "intruders".

In a place where no one has lived for a long time, there is a lack of vitality, even if the sun is shining now, you will still feel that it is very cold here, and gusts of wind blow from the depths of the factory.

None of us spoke, and walked straight to the depths of the factory.

"Holy!"

Jiang Tingbai, who was beside me, suddenly opened his throat and shouted, which immediately made my heart tighten.

Looking back, he had a lump of bird poop hanging from his shoulder, glaring at a crow's nest above his head. Judging from his murderous eyes, if he had a *** gun in his hand now, he would definitely take down that crow's nest without hesitation.

I've been in contact with him for a long time, and from what I know about him, he's not an irritable person, and once we went down the drain to get evidence, and we didn't see him lose his temper because of the stench all over his body.

It seems that an environment with excessive yin energy will indeed make people's emotions uneasy and extreme.

I shook my head, didn't speak, and continued to walk deeper into the factory.

Before I reached the scene of the crime, there were black cats and crows on the road, which was somewhat unlucky.

At the end of the road is the office building, and on the outer wall is a few big words written in red spray paint: Kill to pay for life, pay for debts.

Even after smearing and cleaning, it is still clearly visible.

The glass of the door shattered to the ground, the lock of the door seemed to be false, and the hall was even more dilapidated, the collapsed front desk, the broken chairs, and a three-legged table fell crookedly to the ground, all telling of the extremely serious violence that had occurred here.

What really happened to this construction company? The sight made me curious about the company's past.

The scene of the crime is on the eighteenth floor, but the elevator here has long been out of use, and the only way to get there is to take the emergency staircase. Lin Zifan was the first batch of criminal police officers to enter the scene after the crime, and he was familiar with the road and took us directly to the stairwell in the corner.

"What? Eighteen floors?! ”

When I heard the news, I gasped.

I'm not young anymore, and a person who is almost thirty still has to do something with such a huge amount of exercise.

Of course, this is a joke, but the point is that the marathon runner who chased him yesterday accidentally broke his foot, and now he still has a plaster on his ankle, which hurts faintly.

"What's wrong Lao Qin, I've been in the Public Security Department for three years, it won't be vain, right?!" Jiang Tingbai pretended to be surprised and deliberately raised his voice.

"Let your ...... go"

Bickering and scolding each other is our daily communication, but this time the swear words just came to my mouth and I swallowed it hard, today is the first time that the task force has taken action to give him face.

Facing each other, Li Meng didn't say a word, and directly stepped on the steps with his slender legs.

I glanced at Jiang Bai and followed Li Meng up the stairs.

I kept a distance of three or four steps from her, and when I looked up, I could see her graceful figure and the back of the dementor.

She is wearing a sportswear today, with short ear-length hair tied with a ball head, how can she look like a college student. Such a perfect back provided a touch of fun to my boring climbing process.

"Here we are."

Happy times are always short-lived, and Li Meng stepped on the platform and made a very majestic voice.

I quickly came back to my senses and stood on my feet, and nearly crashed into her. As soon as I looked up, I met her puzzled gaze, and she stared at me blankly, as if she had noticed the pleasure of climbing the stairs.

If there is no suspicion but no evidence, the crime is not established!

"I'm exhausted."

Jiang Tingbai dragged his slightly obese body up to the platform, and he rested six times in the middle of the eighteenth floor. Looking at Li Meng again, she climbed to the eighteenth floor in one breath, her face was not red and her heart was not beating, and she was full of anger when she spoke, even Xue Hang admired her physical fitness very much.

The room where the crime occurred was at the end of the corridor, with the door open and a cordon at the door. Next door is a large office, and the layout of the cubicle room in it should be the office of the company's management, on the other hand, the room at the scene of the crime is more like the independent office of a certain leader.

As I passed, I deliberately paid attention to the cubicle, where the neatly arranged desks were all crooked, some unwanted documents were thrown all over the floor, and all the drawers and cabinets were opened.

Because here I only saw the tables and chairs that were difficult to move, and I didn't see anything else of value.

Picking up the cordon and entering the house, it still has its original appearance, and there are several police markers on the ground for investigation.

The corpse had been removed, but a faint stench of corpses could still be smelled.

After receiving the report yesterday, the first batch of police colleagues who entered the scene have done a detailed investigation of the scene, but there are some things that need to be seen with their own eyes, and this visual impact is more tangible than black and white.

Sherlock Holmes said: You are looking and I am observing, and there is a clear difference.

This is the first time that the task force has collectively inspected the site since its establishment, but we have shown a different tacit understanding. Lin Zifan and I were investigating the scene and restoring the circumstances of the crime. Li Meng stood in the doorway and watched everything in the room, and the murderer was profiled in his mind. Xue Hang carefully examined all the passages leading to the room where the crime occurred, calculating the murderer's path in and out of here. Jiang Tingbai half-squatted on the ground, looking for all the subtle traces that the murderer might have left behind.

"How did I smell the faint smell of medicine here?"

Jiang Tingbai frowned, sniffed it carefully, and added, "It's a smell of Chinese medicine." ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then followed him and sniffed, and they all said that they only smelled the musty smell in the house, and there was no smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Is that what it tastes like?"

I lifted the hem of my pants to reveal the plaster at my ankle.

"On the side, how can anyone come out of the scene with a plaster? It can wreak havoc on the smell of the crime scene. Jiang Tingbai stood up and gave me a blank look.

Just now he thought he had made an amazing discovery, a perfect opportunity to showcase, but I ruined it.

From the time of the case to the present, not counting the time of the crime, it has been almost 24 hours since the police were called. But I entered the crime scene with a plaster with a strong smell to investigate, and it really didn't follow the rules.

At this time, my phone rang, and it showed a note that was both familiar and unfamiliar: Ren Qiushi of the forensic department.

"Lao Qin, the autopsy results of the 8.28 homicide case are out, you come here as soon as possible, there are new discoveries."

The Forensic Medicine Department of the Public Security Bureau, a place I haven't set foot in for three years, was a frequent visitor here during my days as a criminal policeman. The hallway was filled with the smell of disinfectant alcohol, and after simply saying hello to a few old friends from the forensic department in the hallway, I walked directly into the office with Li Meng.

A man in a disposable blue isolation gown sits in front of a computer sorting out information, and a young female assistant records something in a notebook. When he saw me, he immediately put down the work in his hand, and an irrepressible smile appeared on his face: "Old Shen Tou can be regarded as transferring you back, since you left, no one has accompanied me to eat supper after work!" ”

The more he talked, the more excited he became, and he was about to rush up to give me a hug, but I immediately took a few steps back: "Although I am the only person in the whole world who is willing to have a supper with you, it doesn't mean that I don't dislike the taste of you." ”

"Section chief, I'll go to the laboratory department to get the report." The female assistant on the side sorted out the records, turned around and went out.

"Go ahead."

"Is this the new trainee forensic examiner?" I asked him.

He didn't pay attention to me at all, his eyes fell on Li Meng beside me, and he stretched out his hand to her: "This looker, you are Lao Qin's new partner, I am the forensic doctor Ren Qiushi." ”

When they met for the first time, Li Meng couldn't refuse, stretched out his hand, and bowed slightly: "Hello, my name is Li Meng." ”

I showed a helpless smile, the smell of corpses on Li Meng's hands couldn't be washed off today no matter what.

"You said you made a new discovery on the phone?" Seeing that he and Li Meng chatted every night, I asked angrily.

"Be mentally prepared, this time the situation is not ordinary, especially this lady." Ren Qiushi instructed us and took us directly to the dissection room.

He walked straight to the dissecting table and lifted the white cloth on it, revealing a headless male corpse.

It was a slightly chubby corpse, with its hands spread out, its fingers together, and its mouth wide open. The skin was pale in color, faint corpse spots, the chest cavity had been stitched up, and the dossier read: The internal organs of the deceased were taken and filled with straw.

This is one of the more "gentle" corpses I've ever seen, and once I saw the giant view of a drowning corpse, and I didn't eat for a week.

Li Meng glanced at it from a distance, and was already frowning and retching a little, as a criminal profiler, he should rarely deal with corpses.

"What's the new discovery you're talking about?" I asked him.

"The deceased was dismembered by two different murder weapons, with different strengths, angles and techniques."

Hearing this, I was shocked and asked him directly: "You mean to say that the deceased was dismembered by two people with two different murder weapons?!" ”