Yu Guang

Chapter 9 The scene of the first case

Mother star, Lanhai City Police Department.

The 30-story police station building on the ground, with its large faded blue paint body, suppresses the police suspension pipes extending in all directions.

If you look down from the sky, the building and the pipes around it are like flowers blooming on the barren land, and the blue building is the unique flower core.

And when hundreds of thousands of flowers are put together, there is a general appearance of this surface city.

"Wow, the architecture of the mother star is really unique!"

An ordinary witness dormitory in the high-rise of the police station.

Qi Ming stood in front of the narrow, boxy window, leaning against the glass to admire the scenery outside the window.

Wang Ze's laughter came from behind her: "The only characteristic of Mother Planet is that it is crowded."

Qi Ming blinked, but didn't dare to take the boss's words indiscriminately. When he turned his head, he saw the projection screen playing current news.

In the screen, news related to the robbery of the cloud rail train is being broadcast in a rolling manner. From the deputy director of transportation, the deputy station chief of the transfer station, to the supervisor with specific responsibilities, more than 20 relevant responsible persons stand in a row in a row, bowing their heads. Bow and salute, take the blame and resign on the spot.

dong dong!

After a simple knock on the door, the half-hidden door of the suite was pushed open.

He Qiu opened the way, and two young policemen cautiously walked in with a bunch of equipment.

Qi Mingying stepped forward to help, and the two handsome guys immediately showed energetic smiles.

"Really!"

He Chou sat beside Wang Ze, cursing:
"These media really don't want to lose face! They hype up and catch rumors! They even gave me the nickname Black Bear Inspector! I'm not afraid that I will sue them!"

Wang Ze smiled and said, "It's pretty imageable."

He Qiu's big face suddenly collapsed: "Old Wang, don't make trouble!"

Wang Ze stretched out his hand: "Information."

"Aren't you going to take a break?"

He Qiu glanced at the equipment that had been simply assembled, and said with a guilty conscience:

"After disembarking from the spaceship, another hijacking incident, and being surrounded by reporters, can you still hold on, old Wang?"

"Look at the scene of the crime first."

Hearing Wang Ze's firm tone, He Qiu didn't persuade him much, and went to a corner with Wang Ze to sit down.

With the assistance of two police officers, the two put on a somewhat bulky sensory helmet and an old-fashioned somatosensory suit similar to a vest.

The perception helmet is already a few generations of virtual reality technology, but it is very safe because the intranet is closed.

When logging in to the account, there will be a slight tingling sensation on the back of the neck, which is also a major drawback of the old device.

The somewhat dark interface in front of him gradually brightened, and his vision, hearing, and physical senses were all deceived by the device; the light continued to increase, and Wang Ze subconsciously 'raised his hand' to cover his eyes.

After a few seconds, the bright light began to subside, and the 'body' gradually regained consciousness.

When his sight returned to normal, Wang Ze was already standing on a grassland with a lonely wooden door in front of him.

"Open the door and enter to restore the scene of the crime 100%."

He Chou's voice came from the side. He appeared beside Wang Ze in a silver-gray police uniform, and said with a smile, "The outside environment is for the investigators to relieve stress. How about it? Is it green enough?"

Wang Ze ignored He Qiu's joke and walked towards the wooden door with a solemn expression.

Pushing open the door, the scenery of the prairie faded away like flowing water. He was already at the entrance of an apartment, and he saw a neatly furnished living room.

The bedroom door was ajar, and there was a slight ticking sound from inside.

The stench irritated Wang Ze's nasal mucosa.

He Qiu, who followed closely, introduced: "This is the situation at the scene at 1:32 a.m. one minute after the incident. We have conducted a certain degree of investigation and restored it. The deceased's bedroom is over there."

Wang Ze didn't respond, and carefully looked at the furnishings everywhere.

The entrance door has its own alarm which is working properly.

On the left is a dining table with imitation roses in a vase, and behind the dining table is a built-in refrigerator and meal maker.

The living room is simple and narrow. The beige carpet has an obvious layer of dust, and the shallow footprints on it prove that there are occasional people in the living room.

Several pots of green plants are planted on the narrow balcony, two of which have withered leaves. The outside is a fully enclosed balcony equipped with glass for constant temperature and automatic ventilation.

This piece of glass is also a multi-function display, which can simulate various external environments at will, and it is still working normally at this moment.

The balcony of this structure will not leave any gaps.

Wang Ze lowered the transparency of the walls and took a closer look. There are five 'windows' in this apartment, large and small, all of which have the same configuration.

The entrance door is the only entrance to the deceased's house.

There is a decorative painting hanging on the wall facing the entrance. On the left and right of the decorative painting are the two bedrooms where the deceased couple lived. The straight path from the deceased's bedroom to the bathroom, the wooden floor is polished and shiny.

What made He Chou feel strange was that Wang Ze didn't go directly to the bedroom of the deceased. Instead, he opened the refrigerator first, carefully observed the food in it for a while, and then went to the bathroom, staring at the toilet in a daze.

After turning around in a circle, Wang Ze just opened the left bedroom door which was concealed, and faced the dead man on the equipment chair.

Wen Quan.

His back was facing Wang Ze, his head was hanging towards the right side, the blood hole at the right temple was dripping with blood, and he was wearing a body sensory suit released last year. ——Somatosensory clothing, an auxiliary device used to increase the virtual reality experience, can maintain muscle activity to a certain extent.

Wang Ze walked around the deceased, but carefully looked at the layout of the deceased's bedroom.

He Qiu didn't dare to breathe, and stood in the living room with his arms folded, for fear of disturbing Wang Ze's thoughts.

A few minutes later, Wang Ze opened the door of the next bedroom and saw Wen Quan's wife Lin Xiaoxia lying flat in the holographic nutrition warehouse.

Of course, these are just restored images.

To protect Lin Xiaoxia's privacy, she was replaced by a model.

Wang Ze's expression became more and more serious.

He walked back and forth between the two bedrooms, checking the windows and the sewer pipes one by one, moved the pendants on the walls one by one, and even rummaged through the food waste piled up in the corner several times.

He Qiu asked with concern: "Have you gained anything?"

"The 98th floor, a completely enclosed space, a mature apartment complex, and the external surveillance is no different..."

Wang Ze breathed out lightly, and leaned against the door frame of the deceased's bedroom with his arms folded: "But two people are together, it's not a murder case in a secret room."

"Isn't that counted?"

"Of course not, unless both of them are dead."

Wang Ze answered very decisively.

He Chou muttered: "That's fine, anyway, you've come here, it's good to help us expand our thinking."

"I'm sure I can't make this trip in vain. Get me a cup of coffee. I need more case information."

He Qiu persuaded: "You can do it tomorrow, at least sleep for a few hours."

Wang Ze said seriously: "The information obtained before going to bed is still being processed by the brain during sleep, so after waking up, maybe new clues will be found."

He Chou was a little confused: "Is there another theory?"

"There is nothing new about the human subconscious."

"Then what information do you want, I'll get it for you right away," He Qiu bowed his head and yawned.

Wang Ze thought about it carefully:
"I want the first-hand video taken by the police officers when they entered the scene. Each police officer's badge has shooting equipment, and the more angles the better.

"And all the records of the interrogation of the deceased's wife.

"Help me copy the video files of internal and external surveillance, the longer the time span covered, the better.

"Has an autopsy been performed on the deceased?"

He Qiudao: "Without anatomy, isn't the current practice all using deep scanning technology to completely reproduce a virtual model of a corpse?"

Wang Ze insisted: "I want to have direct contact with the dead."

"This requires an application. The laws of the home planet have been patched too much... I will help you prepare other materials first."

"Okay, as soon as possible," Wang Ze added, "I'm not questioning your professionalism in handling the case. I just read the previous forensic description and the state of the corpse here, and I think something is not right."

"Is the trauma too small?" He Qiu asked.

Wang Zedao: "Well, the forensic examination indicated that the bullet contacted the shooting, which is consistent with the trauma suffered by Wen Quan's avatar online, but in the Liming Street video, Wen Quan's avatar was shot in the head..."

He turned to look in the direction of the bedroom.

There, the mannequin of the deceased sat on the port chair, leaning to the right, the bloody hole in the right temple dripping with a mixture of blood and brain.

But the left side of the skull was intact.

The tilted direction of the deceased's body directly proved that the impact force produced by the murder weapon was not too strong.

"Of course we're aware of the issue."

He Qiu folded his arms and explained:

"The brain of the deceased was only damaged in a small area inside the shooting wound. This kind of injury...we found for the first time that it felt that the murderer might have intentionally faked a gunshot wound, not necessarily a gunshot wound.

"Let me help you apply for an autopsy first, maybe we can find some clues."

Wang Ze added: "The police now need to pay attention to two issues."

He Qiu immediately agreed: "You can say whatever you want. I will sleep in the office tonight. There are dozens of people in my team, and they haven't left their posts for the past few days."

"First, it's the screen name of the deceased 'Wenrunruyu'. Check to see if there is any story behind it. I always feel that there are some clues hidden in it, but it may be the disturbing information left by the murderer intentionally."

Wang Ze casually clicked on the logout menu, and continued:
"Secondly, what the hijacker once told us is that there are seven or eight friends in one of their test groups who also developed similar symptoms, but they have lost contact with him.

"Confirm this matter as soon as possible and find these people."

"what do you mean?"

With a low voice, He Qiu asked slowly:

"The murder on Dawn Street is going to be investigated together with this hijacking case?
"Based on the current clues and evidence, I'm afraid it will be difficult to do it. The connection between the cases is not clear, it's just that Weixing Group is involved..."

Wang Ze smiled and said, "I didn't say that there must be a connection between them."

He Qiu was a little embarrassed: "The hijacking case is not under the investigation of our police station, and it will be a little troublesome to reach out rashly."

"Let's use your network of Inspector Black Bear."

Wang Ze raised his hand and hit He Qiu's shoulder twice;
Before He Qiu could complain, Wang Ze had already turned into white light and dissipated on the spot.

"What kind of connections can I have as a broken captain? I don't know how many people I have offended over the years!"

He Qiu looked at the restored virtual scene again, and continued to frown.

Sure enough, even if Lao Wang is invited here, this difficult case cannot be solved immediately.

"Ghost? Could it be that the murderer can avoid the monitoring and crawl around outside? This is the 98th floor."

woo-

There was the howling of the wind at the window.

He Chou shivered, turned his head and exited the virtual plane constructed by information arrangement.

(End of this chapter)