Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

He Wei pondered Bai Ji'an's words.

"Do you mean that the murderer had already had an unpleasant experience with the victim at that time, but there was no fierce quarrel. When the victim thought that everything was over and was about to leave, the murderer had already found the dagger and chased after him, preparing for revenge."

"Yes."

"I understand. You are trying to say that the murderer most likely lived alone, or that he was the only one at home at the time of the crime, or that there was a clear strength gap between him and the victim, so he chose silence at the time and turned into a sneak attack." Howie thought for a while, "If this is true, it is more likely that the murderer is a woman."

Bai Ji'an also agreed with this point, "It's the same sentence, you can refer to it but you can't draw a conclusion. After all, there is an obvious gap in strength among men."

Howie thought back to the victim lying on the ground.

In addition to having no hair, dark skin, and a rather fierce look, his height and body shape do not make him a very threatening person.

Bai Ji'an glanced at He Wei who was thoughtful, feeling that his thinking was still a little awkward.

"You are you, don't think everyone is you."

He Wei came back to his senses and said dullly: "I know. I just don't understand. The same man can be afraid of another ordinary man?"

"Of course it will. Strength and weakness are relative in many situations."

Just like human beings' own food chain, big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimps.

While the two were talking, Chen Zeyang pushed open the unit door and walked out of the corridor, holding a small brown notebook in his hand, followed closely by Han Yang.

"How about it?"

Han Yang said: "We started investigating from the fourth floor, and there were eight households in total. Except for Zhou Jing, the first reporter on the seventh floor, there were seven more households. But the progress was not smooth. There was no one in four of the seven households, probably It’s about the working day.”

"That's easy to handle. Go to various units to investigate their alibi."

Eliminating more than half of the suspects at once is a good thing for solving the case.

"Well, Captain He. If there are children in this house who go to school, do we need to investigate?"

"Of course, we just check the child's age and height. If they don't match, we won't use it."

"Okay." After saying that, Han Yang took action immediately.

He Wei looked at Chen Zeyang, "Where are the other three households?"

Chen Zeyang opened the book and said: "The owner of Room 601 is an old man who is paralyzed in bed. The child is not at home and is taken care of by a nanny. The nanny said that the money given by the employer is calculated, so she cooks all the meals herself and never orders them. Higher-priced takeaways. There are two men living in Room 602. They are 24 years old and are senior students at Yue'an University of Technology. They share a room near the unit because of their internship. Today is a day off, so they did not go to work. Room 402 is a For a couple, they work in a bar, work at night, and sleep during the day.”

"Does any of them match the height?"

“有。”陈泽洋用笔尖指着笔记，说：“601室的保姆身高虽然没有到169CM，但是她穿鞋有167CM。602室的两个男生都在180CM左右，不符合。402的情侣男的在176CM，女的在160CM。”

"402..." He Wei touched his chin and asked, "The crime scene was on the third and a half floors. Didn't the two people in Room 402 hear any strange sounds?"

Chen Zeyang shook his head regretfully, "No, they said that because day and night are reversed, I sleep very hard at this time of day, so I don't hear anything."

"Is there any possibility of lying?"

"I don't think so. When Han Yang and I knocked on their door, it took a long time before we opened the door. We both thought the house was deserted and almost gave up. When they opened the door, everyone in the house was filled with people. Planting things are piled up in a mess, shoes are staggered at the door, the indoor temperature is relatively high, and all the curtains are drawn.”

"End?"

Chen Zeyang nodded blankly, "Yes." Seeing that He Wei's expression was wrong, he immediately added: "Their reactions were also confused. It looked like they were forcibly awakened after falling asleep. Listen to us After saying that, he put on his shoes and came out to see what happened. He looked completely unaware."

"Fingerprints have been collected."

"Yes, I picked them all, even the old man who was sick in bed in Room 601."

He Wei nodded, and then he turned sideways and said to Bai Ji'an, "It sounds like the nanny in Room 601 fits our reasoning just now."

"In the absence of clues, I can't judge."

"Still as rigorous as ever!"

Bai Ji'an ignored He Wei and walked straight to the door of a unit.

"Why are you going?" He Wei quickly followed, "What did you remember?"

"I'm going to see Zhou Jing."

"You doubt her?"

Bai Ji'an remained silent. Passing by the third floor, the large pool of blood has been cleaned up, leaving only scattered blood stains that will not be cleaned for a while. The aunt who had been arguing with police station police officer Chen Ming downstairs also returned home. Just through the brown-red security door, you can clearly hear the aunt crying and cursing inside.

On the left hand side of the seventh floor, Room 701 is Zhou Jing's home.

Bai Ji'an knocked lightly on the door, but no one responded. He rang the doorbell twice, and it was still the same.

Bai Ji'an glanced at He Wei. He Wei opened his mouth without making a sound, and said with his mouth that Zhou Jing had indeed gone upstairs.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed out of the bright white cat's eyes, and a voice very close to them sounded through the door panel.

"Who?"

He Wei said calmly: "Police."

Zhou Jing did not open the door, "Is there anything else?"

"There is something indeed. Can you open the door and go in to chat?"

The people inside the door were silent.

After a while, there was a click and the door opened.

Zhou Jing was wearing a pink Melody dress and black framed glasses. The makeup on her face had been removed, revealing her plain facial features. "Come in." She stepped aside, her expression not very good.

He Wei lowered his head and motioned to his feet.

"No need to change shoes, just come in."

"I'm giving you trouble."

Zhou Jing did not speak, but blinked her dry eyes, trying to dispel fatigue and sleepiness.

"I'm disturbing your rest." Bai Ji'an said, looking around.

Zhou Jing's home is not large, with two bedrooms and one living room, very simple, clean and tidy.

Bai Ji'an sniffed gently, and there was a familiar and pungent smell floating in the air.

Zhou Jing arranged for the two of them to sit on the sofa, and she pulled up a chair and sat next to it.

As soon as He Wei sat down, a gust of cool wind blew his scalp. On the right, through the opened kitchen door, he saw that the three windows on the balcony were all open, and there were two pieces of clothes hanging on the shed that were not fully dry.

"Oh, it's not cold, open so many windows."

Zhou Jing didn't want to answer, so she changed the subject and said bluntly: "If you have anything to say, just ask quickly. I have to take over the shift tonight and need to rest."