Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

Bai Ji'an's beating heart finally fell to the ground.

He looked down at He Wei's feet and said, "Not bad, Captain He, perfect marks for professional skills."

For the sake of his dream, He Wei went to the frontier army to serve as a soldier when he was just eighteen years old. He was admitted to the special forces along the way, and now he is also a criminal police officer. To him, approaching someone quietly was not worth mentioning.

"Stop talking about that first, answer my question, why are you here?"

Bai Ji'an pointed to the small door less than ten meters away on the left, which was the back door of Ali's Cantonese Claypot Restaurant. "What else can we do, of course, is to see if we can find any new clues." Then he rushed The garbage spot behind He Wei raised his chin, "That's where you picked up the cake box, right?"

"Yes, but I didn't look for it directly here. By the time I looked for it, the sanitation workers responsible for cleaning up had already taken away the garbage."

"Besides the original box of the cake, you didn't see anything else useful?"

"You mean the used tableware?"

Inside the cake box were leftover white trays, plastic forks, and a used plastic cake knife. The tray and the used fork that were taken out to serve the cake have not yet been accounted for.

"You think, these used dinner plates were disposed of by the murderer, so how did he dispose of them? Although the small white plate used to hold the cake feels like paper, it is very thick and is not easy to dispose of." Bai Ji An pondered for a moment, raised his eyes and asked, "What time is the death?"

"Seven to seven-thirty."

"It was not even eight o'clock when we met the delivery man that day, and there was very little time left for the murderer to destroy the evidence."

"Then there are only two possibilities. The prisoner took it away when he fled the scene of the crime, or he thought of some way to destroy the things on the spot."

Bai Ji'an turned sideways and said, "This is why I am here."

He Wei lowered his eyes and saw that there was a "crop field" of only one square meter behind Bai Ji'an. There were six tomato seedlings planted in it. The height of the seedlings was close to an adult's knees. The small tomatoes produced were still green and large in size. Can be held with just one hand.

"Do you suspect the murderer buried the dinner plate in the ground?"

"It's just a guess. After all, the soil in this garden is very solid. If it has been disturbed recently, there will be obvious traces."

"It turns out you guessed wrong."

Bai Ji'an cannot deny this. If he had guessed correctly, he would already have the evidence in his hand.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

The two of them went looking for a voice. Not far behind them, an old man was walking toward them menacingly.

He pointed at Bai Ji'an and He Wei and said angrily: "You are not very young, but you like to steal people's things!"

He Wei frowned and said coldly: "Who do you think is stealing?"

"I said you haven't finished speaking yet! Who is here!"

The uncle walked to them and did not stop to continue the argument. Instead, he walked past Bai Ji'an and counted the tomatoes on the small tree with his fingers.

"I'm telling you, if one of you is missing, you two will have to pay for it today."

He Wei pulled Bai Ji'an away and walked behind the uncle, "If it's not lost, how are you going to apologize to us?"

"Didn't you lose it? I saw you guys standing here as soon as I went out. What else is there besides the tomatoes I planted? If you didn't have the idea of ​​​​tomatoes, why are you standing here!"

"Then count carefully and don't lose count. I'll be here waiting for your results."

The uncle was counting in front of him, while He Wei was waiting with his chest folded.

Bai Ji'an sighed, reached out and tugged on the corner of He Wei's clothes, and reminded in a low voice: "We are investigating the case, so don't get up."

It was not only He Wei who was wronged, but also Bai Ji'an. Although this feeling is not good, it is a special situation now, and they must reduce their presence as much as possible to avoid alerting the enemy.

"9, 10, 11, 12..." The uncle shook his head and searched for a long time without success. He glared at the two thieves and his hands shook with anger: "I told you that you ate it and you still don't admit it! I just did it this morning during morning exercise. We lost, 15, why are there only 12 left now! Why are those 3 gone!"

He Wei rolled his eyes, "How would I know if I didn't? You don't even look at how many hours have passed since morning."

"Howie!"

He Wei glanced at Bai Ji'an and said, "There's nothing we can do. Look at his look. Can you let me go if you don't make it clear today?"

Bai Ji'an had no choice but to say to the old man who was shaking with anger, "Well, tell me, what do you want?"

"What are you doing?" He Wei's eyes widened, "I'm not going to plead guilty. I'm a policeman and you accuse me of stealing?!"

"police?"

"Yes, I'm a policeman." As he said that, Hewei took out his ID card from his inner pocket and unfolded it in front of the uncle's eyes. "Now can you believe that we won't eat your tomatoes at all? Besides, your... Who wants to eat the food when it’s still alive?”

"Tell me your police number and which unit you belong to. I'm going to find your leader!"

The old man made a joke to He Wei. He put his hands on his hips and was about to show off the rogue temperament of a police gangster to confront the old man to the end when he was interrupted by the sound of a car behind him.

"dad!"

The car window was lowered, and a woman with long chestnut hair was looking in their direction.

She didn't have time to turn off the engine, apply the handbrake, get out of the car and walk towards them.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

The woman is about thirty-five years old, wearing a white suit with a mung bean-colored vest and a pair of eight-centimeter white high-heeled shoes. She looks like a successful woman with a stable career.

Seeing his daughter coming, the uncle's waist became even harder. He pointed at the two people in front of him and said, "Two policemen, stealing things."

"Speak clearly! Who stole things! Do you have evidence?"

Seeing that He Wei was tall, strong and had a bad temper, the woman immediately stood in front of her father and said, "Let's talk about anything and don't argue."

Bai Ji'an pulled the angry He Wei behind him, "Sorry, we were just passing by and saw someone planting tomatoes in the garden. We came over to take a look out of curiosity. Unexpectedly, there was a misunderstanding."

"What misunderstanding! It's obviously missing! I checked! All my things are counted!"

"Dad! It's just a few tomatoes, please stop saying a few words."

The daughter's words really worked, and the old man suddenly became silent.

The woman nodded slightly and apologized to Bai Ji'an, "I'm sorry, the old man cherishes the things he grows. There are many old people and children in this area, so the fruits that are planted will be picked off at a glance without taking care of them, so my dad That’s why you’re so angry.”

"You can't just accuse someone casually when you're angry, right? So as a police officer, can I just arrest anyone I feel is suspicious for the sake of the case?"

"Howie."

"I believe the police will not. We have misunderstood."

"It doesn't matter." Bai Ji'an stared at the old man behind the woman and reminded: "Your father's body is a little unstable and his blinking frequency is too high. He needs to check his blood pressure as soon as possible."

Seeing that the matter was settled, Bai Ji'an quickly dragged He Wei away, but as soon as he was dragged out of the garden, he couldn't drag him anymore.