Chapter 2: The Musicians
There was a murder in the Pinglan community, and various departments of the Ningzhou Municipal Public Security Bureau rushed to the scene after receiving the alarm, and pulled up a long cordon to isolate all onlookers from the cordon.
The room where the murder occurred was on the sixth floor of No. 3 of the No. 16 residential building in Pinglan Community.
There was no elevator in this residential building, so all of us walked upstairs with site survey equipment in hand.
The door of room No. 3 on the sixth floor was open, and the person who called the police was the occupant of room No. 1 opposite room No. 3, that is, the neighbor of the deceased.
Compared with the hidden door at the scene of the crime, the door of the policeman was very wide, and a mother and daughter stood at the door, looking at us with blank eyes, their faces pale and trembling.
The technical team first entered the scene and conducted a preliminary inspection of the room where the crime occurred, and then the forensic medical department and the serious crime team put on the protective equipment for the scene investigation and entered the room.
We still have a clear division of labor, Lin Zifan went to investigate the situation of the informant and grasp the first-hand clues; Jiang Tingbai took the technical team to do on-site investigation work; Xue Hang is responsible for confirming all routes in and out of the crime scene in the Pinglan community; Li Meng is responsible for the environment of the scene, as well as the clues of eyewitnesses, determining the identity of the deceased, and giving a criminal profile during the subsequent case detection.
As for me, the great detective, the handsome guy Qin, of course I'm here to coordinate the overall situation.
Step into the home of the No. 3 resident, this is a three-bedroom and a living room, the house area is very large, the visual measurement is about 180 square meters, the room is very clean and tidy, there is no trace of peculiar smell, it seems that the person who lives here must be a very clean and hard-working person.
The dΓ©cor in the living room was very ordinary and nothing special was found.
Although the decoration is ordinary, it definitely does not mean that this family is ordinary, because the furniture in the room is very luxurious.
That set of high-end wooden furniture alone is expensive.
High-end furniture often varies from time to time and place to place, and many people will think that the current fashion, designed by famous designers, is the most upscale.
But the real situation is that pop only represents an era, a trend, and when this style passes, it will not be high-end. Really high-end furniture must be made of natural materials, especially wood. For example, in the history of furniture, the walnut era, the walnut era, and the mahogany era, there have always been the main materials to reflect the characteristics of a period of furniture.
In today's increasingly scarce natural resources, increasingly strong awareness of environmental protection, and people's aesthetic awareness is full of nostalgia, natural materials are more favored by people.
In front of me, there is a more high-end sandalwood furniture, and the market price of this set of furniture alone is tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands.
And on the ground, it is a Persian carpet, which is a kind of handmade textile, and it costs nearly 10,000 pieces per square meter.
"This family is definitely a wealthy businessman." I said lightly and continued walking towards the bedroom inside.
Because the bedroom is the scene of the crime.
At this time, what appeared in front of me was a naked female corpse.
It was a young woman, naked on a soft Simmons bed.
She should have looked to be in her twenties, fair-skinned, slender, with long, linen-dyed hair that was scattered over the bed.
And what is very contrary to all this is that a white mobile phone data cable is wrapped around her snow-white neck.
"She's supposed to be a musician." Li Meng glanced at the woman on the bed, took a deep breath, and said lightly.
Li Meng was right, the deceased should indeed be a musician, because on the balcony floor in the bedroom, there was a guitar. All kinds of musical elements can also be seen everywhere in the bedroom, not only the music posters posted on the wall, but also the various ornaments on the table, as well as various music albums, which tell us all the time that she is a musician and a guitarist.
The technical team was conducting on-site investigation of the bedroom and fixing the physical evidence, and then Ren Qiushi and Zeng Lan walked into the scene of the crime, preparing to do preliminary autopsy work.
Li Meng and I exited the bedroom and went into the other room.
This three-bedroom house, each room is magnificent, full of luxury and comfort, not only a variety of household appliances are readily available, but also many celebrity calligraphy and paintings are hung on the wall, and all kinds of precious porcelain are also placed on the hollow bookshelves.
Everything shows that the owner of the house is rich, and it also shows that the owner of the house is a person who likes classics.
Outside the door of the scene of the crime, Lin Zifan was investigating the informant, that is, the mother and daughter in room No. 1.
"Do you know the dead?" Lin Zifan looked at the mother and daughter in front of him and asked seriously, there were two criminal policemen behind him who were making notes.
The mother nodded first and said in a deep voice: "Yes, her surname is Ruan, her name is Ruan Ningman, she is a guitarist and works in a bar. β
Lin Zifan nodded and continued to ask, "Which of you was the first to find the deceased?" β
The mother looked at her daughter, who was clinging to her lap, but did not speak.
"Little girl, did you find it?" Lin Zifan froze and asked softly.
The little girl nodded and looked at Lin Zifan a little nervously.
"Little girl, don't be nervous, let me ask you a few questions, how old are you?" Lin Zifan looked at the little girl.
"Fifteen years old." The girl replied.
"What grade are you in?" Lin Zifan asked calmly.
"I'm in the third year of junior high school." The girl replied earnestly.
Then, Lin Zifan briefly asked the girl a few ordinary questions, and when the girl's mood gradually stabilized, he began to ask about the case: "How did you find Ruan Ningman?" β
"Sister Nguyen is a guitarist and she sings very well, and we all like her very much. It's because of her that I also like music and I'm going to learn to play the guitar with her. At noon today, I went to her to borrow a guitar tuner, I knocked on the door, and there was no one in there to answer, usually at this time, Sister Ruan has already gotten up, and she will be at home, so I will choose to go to her at this time. But today there was no one at home, I was wondering, but I found that the door of her house was not closed tightly, I opened the door, walked in, and saw Sister Ruan lying on the bed without clothes, not moving...... "The little girl slowly told Lin Zifan about the whole process of finding Ruan Ningman's death and calling the police.
Lin Zifan nodded and continued to ask the girl's mother, "How long has Ruan Ningman moved here?" β
The woman froze, recalled a little, and said, "It's been two years, well, two years." β
"Does she live alone?" Lin Zifan asked again.
The woman nodded and said, "Well, she's been living alone. β
"Are you two familiar with each other?" Lin Zifan asked.
"Well, our two families have a good relationship, and Ruan Ningman is also very good and has a very cheerful personality. We've known each other for two years, and we know each other better," the woman said with some sneer.