civil forensic

Chapter 197 Armor
Zhangshan Town.

This is a traditional town in Qinghe City, with two streets forming a cross, as it was 40 years ago, and it is still the same today.

It is even said that compared with 20 years ago, Zhangshan Town is more depressed today.

Half of the shops on the street are closed.The shop that opened the door is also the same as it was 30 or [-] years ago.

Jiang Yuan and others walked to the front of a small supermarket and checked inside. The curtains gave people the feeling that they were all 20 years ago.

It's as if time has frozen this place and made it old again, but no one collects it, and it feels like it can't be sold.

"Boss, does your house have a backyard?" Mu Zhiyang asked seriously with no expression on his face.

At this time, there is a lot of room for laughing.

The owner of the supermarket in the small town was not so easy to talk to. He looked at the policemen walking all over the street and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"If you really want to ask, let's make a transcript of the inquiry." Mu Zhiyang snapped out the notebook for the transcript.

"There is a backyard, go and have a look." The shopkeeper quickly waved his hand.

"Is there three-phase electricity?" Mu Zhiyang went in and followed the wires.

What they were looking for was not the murderer, but the place where the murderer was torn up.

The so-called monk can't run away from the temple, and the place where the corpse is dismembered must be closely related to the murderer.Especially in this kind of case where the body is divided into pieces, the murderer will only do this in a place that he thinks is very safe and where he has strong self-control.

Because it takes time and energy.

Halfway through, if someone sees it, it will be hard to explain. You can’t say like the suspect in a certain case, "I divided the person, but I didn't kill it... When I woke up in the morning, I found that my husband was dead. Maybe I took too many sleeping pills last night..."

Therefore, the dismemberment basically takes place in the scene of a single family.

If it is a shared house, even if it is a private bathroom, it will not be used to dismember the corpse, at least it will not be finely divided.If there are experts here, it can be demonstrated that the higher the housing price-to-income ratio, the higher the per capita quality, and the lower the proportion of corpses.

Jiang Yuan followed into the backyard of the supermarket, but he didn't see any equipment or place suitable for dismembering the corpse.

Mu Zhiyang still asked a few words: "Do you have a chainsaw here... Where is the ax... Take a look..."

After watching one family and another family, the progress is very slow and quite boring.

Jiang Yuan followed silently.

In essence, Jiang Yuan disliked such investigations.

This is like an exhaustive method in mathematics, and there is no beauty at all.

You just look at them one by one and count them one by one.

In the whole matter, the biggest crisis is that the scope is wrong, and the biggest mistake is the omission!

The most difficult part is that it is almost impossible for you to successfully make a perfect check.

Now, the decision seems to be left to fate.As we all know, the most unreliable things.

Adjacent to the small supermarket is a fly shop, and next to it is a shop selling fly poison and rat poison.Then there are several empty shops in a row.

The weather that can dry out the reservoir made the police officers who were investigating quickly feel hot all over.

Another criminal policeman who was traveling with me couldn't help but muttered: "There are so many shops, none of which has air-conditioning. How can there be customers if the air-conditioning is not turned on? Who can sit and eat in this kind of weather."

"I can't bear it." A team of auxiliary police officers from the town police station said, "People here may not be able to earn back the air-conditioning fee even if they sell a bowl of noodles."

"Hey, no matter how miserable it is, it's better than us... I'll go get some water." The weather was so hot that it was too much to talk about. Fortunately, the city bureau provided a lot of mineral water, and set up water points directly on both sides of the road.

Jiang Yuan, Mu Zhiyang and the auxiliary police officers from the town police station continued to walk, and said: "Age is a good entry point. The murderer in this case must first have the ability to kill and carry corpses. The victims are not of the same size or weight. small."

"Isn't that cut open?"

"You can't dismember the body on the spot." Jiang Yuan said, and came to the agricultural machinery professional cooperative in front.

The door was locked, and a phone number was posted on the door.

The auxiliary police directly knocked on the door and shouted: "Old Wang! Old Wang!"

After shouting several times, I heard the answer from inside: "Here we are, sleeping..."

When the door is opened, you can smell the smell of motor oil, as well as the smell of pesticides.

There are a few machines in the store, and they look like they have been tidied up, and they look quite old.

"What's going on today?" The owner of the store is about 40 years old, and at 50 years old, he is considered young among the ordinary residents of Zhangshan Town.

The body should also be quite strong. Wearing work clothes with multiple pockets on the body, the screwdriver that can be pulled out with a probe is more powerful than ordinary fruit knives.

"What are you doing?" the auxiliary policeman asked back.

The owner said: "Ready to leave the car. Pack it up."

The auxiliary police turned to Jiang Yuan and Mu Zhiyang and said: "This company rents agricultural machinery, has cars, water pumps, threshers, etc..."

Mu Zhiyang raised his vigilance slightly, put his hand on the holster, and said, "We are from the Qinghe City Bureau... What's your name?"

As he asked, he looked at the other party with the eyes of a policeman.

Among the several stores I went to today, this one is the one that best matches the suspect's characteristics.

"Wang Guoshan. It's my shop." The shop owner smiled, his sun-exposed skin was full of the hardships of life.

"How many people are in the shop?"

"Only me."

"You are the only one in such a big store?"

"I rent agricultural machinery. If someone wants to use it, I will drive it to work for others. I can't afford to hire people now."

Seeing the shopkeeper answering fluently and not being too nervous, Mu Zhiyang relaxed a little, and said, "The current labor costs are really high... Let's go to the backyard and have a look, can it work?"

Wang Guoshan said: "The back is a mess..."

"You have to look over here." The auxiliary police advised: "Leave after reading."

The shops on this street all look similar, with the shop in front and the yard and residence in the back.

Wang Guoshan didn't hesitate too long, and led the three of them into the backyard.

The backyard is paved with cement, and there are three bungalows in the front, and a color steel house on the right side, in which a tractor with big wheels is parked.

The yard was relatively clean, not as messy as the shop owner said, nor did it have any traces of houses like the previous ones.

Jiang Yuan couldn't help asking: "You don't usually live here? Where is your home?"

"Live with my wife."

"where is that?"

"You don't know, little place." Wang Guoshan smiled.

The auxiliary policeman had an impression of him, and said, "Old Wang is Jianjiang's son-in-law, and there are quite a lot of rules there."

Mu Zhiyang was shocked, turned around, put his hand on the holster again, and asked, "Where is Jianjiang?"

Wang Guoshan glanced at Mu Zhiyang's gun, and said, "Lichang Town in Jianjiang."

The auxiliary police here are from the police station. Without knowing the details of the case, Mu Zhiyang almost drew his gun.

At this time, the auxiliary policeman followed the previous sequence and said, "Do you have a cutting machine here?"

"The cutter doesn't have one."

"Where's the chainsaw?"

"Chainsaws... There are chainsaws, and sometimes they are used to split mountains. Let me show you." Wang Guoshan turned around and walked towards the carport.

Mu Zhiyang was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized, shouting: "Stop!"

Wang Guoshan didn't listen, instead, he accelerated into the carport and climbed onto the tractor.

Mu Zhiyang pulled out his gun fiercely, pointed at Wang Guoshan and shouted: "Stop, or you will shoot, stop!"

Wang Guoshan got on the car and ignited it, and the speed was extremely fast.

Mu Zhiyang hesitated again and again, and he didn't shoot the sky until the tractor on Wang Guoshan started.

Snapped.

The crisp voice attracted the attention of many police officers.

Uh...

Wang Guoshan drove the tractor straight to Muzhiyang.

Mu Zhiyang's legs were slightly apart, and he was holding a gun in both hands, pointing at Wang Guoshan.

"Don't beat people to death." Jiang Yuan quickly reminded.

In fact, Mu Zhiyang also knew that under such circumstances, killing Wang Guoshan with a single shot would only cause bad things.

So, he fired another shot into the sky, pointing the gun at the cockpit of the tractor, trying to force the opponent to stop.

Wang Guoshan didn't even look at it, he just stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward.

At this moment, Mu Zhiyang was like an infantry who resisted an armored vehicle with his flesh and blood.

Jiang Yuan pulled him back.

And Wang Guoshan turned the front of the car viciously, letting the tractor's wheels sweep past Mu Zhiyang's calf.

Then, the tractor smashed through the iron gate of the backyard and ran out of town.

Mu Zhiyang yelled "Ah" belatedly.

The criminal policeman who had just gone to fetch water and lost at least one third-class meritorious service calculated the time to catch up, and then looked at the mess everywhere, and was a little dazed.

(End of this chapter)