Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

Isn't it just increasing the workload?

As long as the case can be solved, it doesn't matter.

Fei Chen stood up, held the phone and said, "Everyone is supposed to be on standby until Chen Zeyang and Lu Haoran come back. Han Yang, come with me. Let's go to the interrogation room and ask the three of them if anyone in there looks familiar!"

Outside the yard, Chen Zeyang honked the horn and waited for the barrier to open.

Lu Haoran turned his head and looked at the somewhat nervous old man beside him, and comforted him: "Just answer whatever I ask you later, and tell me everything you see. Don't make it up, don't hide it, understand?"

The old man nodded absentmindedly, his attention all on the main building of the Municipal Public Security Bureau outside the car window.

This was the first time he had come in after living for most of his life.

Strangely fresh.

After turning into the parking lot, Chen Zeyang had just pulled the handbrake when a group of colleagues rushed out from the main building door.

Lu Haoran stretched his neck, and when he saw Cheng Nuo and Xiao Min, he was stunned and said, "Another death?!"

What happened to Yuean?

Chen Zeyang sighed heavily, unbuckled his seat belt, and said, "Don't worry about it for now, go upstairs, we have our own things to do."

Shang Siwen and Huang Yuqing stood side by side facing the whiteboard, when suddenly, they heard footsteps behind their ears.

The two turned around and saw that besides Chen Zeyang and Lu Haoran, there was also an old man who looked around excitedly.

Shang Siwen reached out and pulled Chen Zeyang over, and asked in a low voice: "Who is it?"

"witness."

The two policewomen's eyes lit up.

Being automatically ignored, Lu Haoran curled his lips until Huang Yuqing tilted her head to look at him.

“How about surveillance?”

They get a headache when this matter is mentioned.

Lu Haoran shook his head: "No results. After delivering the package to Zhang Dahui, he rode away on an electric motorcycle along the pedestrian street, turned a corner and went into an alley with no surveillance, and then he disappeared."

Lost it again.

Shang Siwen nodded as if he had expected this, and said to Huang Yuqing: "You see, I told you that the surveillance would be cut off sooner or later."

It's become normal.

Chen Zeyang was helpless: "Okay, okay, you are the most clear-headed, so can you come with me now?"

Shang Siwen glanced at the old man waiting in the corridor, then quickly stepped to his workstation and picked up a pen and paper.

"of course."

Before the work officially started, Chen Zeyang specially invited the most experienced portrait artist from the Municipal Bureau to cooperate and inquire.

According to Mr. Shen's recollection, he was watching the convenience store on the pedestrian street on behalf of his daughter between 11:30 and 12:00 that evening.

Because it was a 24-hour job, he saw the courier boy not long after he took over that evening.

"Actually, what I said may not be accurate." Uncle Zhang said embarrassedly, "The young man rode an electric motorcycle and rushed over in a flash. It was dark, so I couldn't see it clearly."

"It's okay." Chen Zeyang advised: "Just say what you see, don't exaggerate."

The old man pursed his lips, as if he had made up his mind: "Okay! I'll try it."

——Dessert tasting event scene——

Cheng Nuo squatted beside the deceased Zhao Minxi.

"Ouch." Xiao Min looked at the dead man's burst mouth and frowned slightly, "It's a bit tragic."

Cheng Nuo was speechless. He turned the corpse over and suddenly, he opened his eyes wide.

What is that burnt yellow stuff on the bloody wound?

He stretched out his index finger and lightly touched a piece, then used his thumb to pinch it open and put it under his nose to sniff it.

Eliminate the fishy smell of blood and have a sweet taste.

Cheng Nuo turned around and looked back. He saw a 1.5-meter-high puff tower placed on a 1-meter-high exhibition stand.

Ordinary puff tower

Eiffel Tower·Since the author is not good at drawing, please imagine the puff tower as this shape~Thank you.

Cheng Nuo stood up and walked to the puff tower, then lowered his head to look at the hollow space in the tower.

really!

"Xiao Min! Captain Lu!"

"What's wrong?" The two came over.

Cheng Nuo pointed at the hollow inner wall of the puff tower and said, "Did you see it? There is a piece missing."

Like the scar left by being brushed by an extremely fast-moving object.

"And this." Cheng Nuo stretched out his index finger.

Blood and caramel...

Xiao Min looked back at Zhao Minxi, who was already lifeless and lying on the ground, then turned back to look at the scars on the inner wall of the puff tower.

She slowly stood up and looked towards the hillside opposite the Puff Tower.

Three points and one line.

The murderer—Puff Tower—the victim.

The moment he reacted, Lu Yuxing immediately turned around and called Shao Lingyun and the others to run towards the hillside.

Cheng Nuo looked at the direction they were running away, frowning slightly.

It has been so long since the incident, the possibility of catching the murderer is already very slim.

the other side.

Catharina, who encountered an emergency, was placed behind a glass house for fresh air.

While no one was paying attention to her, she immediately took out her cell phone and told Bai Ji'an everything that happened at the tasting session.

Bai Ji'an held the phone and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Seeing that his expression was not right, Kuriyama Ryo asked, "What happened?"

Bai Jianan handed him the phone, then he leaned back in his chair with his arms folded across his chest and turned to look at the coffee shop just across the pedestrian street.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Yu Ling set out from Zheng's house and drove alone to a coffee shop in the city. Everything was normal until the last second.

However, when he saw her put on a bright red Hermès shawl after arriving at the store and showing a happy smile to customers and employees, Bai Ji'an became more suspicious that she was Lily, the hired killer on the dark web.

"Zhao Minxi..."

Bai Ji'an reminded him: "Jiang Yu, Jiang Kai, they are a family."

Kuriyama Ryo looked up in surprise and returned the phone to Bai Jianan.

Then, he immediately turned on the computer and retrieved all the information about the Jiang family.

"It's really him!"

Whether it was the message sent by Catharina or Bai Jian'an's reminder, he felt that the name "Jiang Kai" was very familiar.

He turned the computer screen to face Bai Jianan. On it, Jiang Kai's information had appeared on the shooting club's VIP list.

"What about the party? Did he go?"

Li Shanliang shook his head: "The ones who attended Zheng Xinyun's birthday party were Zhao Minxi and the original target, Jiang Yu."

Bai Ji'an nodded slowly and repeated, "The original goal."

In the end, the original target did not die, but Zhao Minxi who was beside her died.

"Brother Ji An!"

Bai Ji'an came back to his senses, and Kuriyama Ryo kept him in suspense, which was rare.

"Guess why Jiang Kai didn't attend Zheng Xinyun's birthday party."

Bai Ji'an said calmly: "Because at the same time, others were participating in a shooting competition at the club."

Bai Ji'an looked too calm, as if he had known everything for a long time. Li Shanliang blinked and asked, "Did you meet him that day?"

Bai Ji'an shook his head: "I have never met Jiang Kai."

"Then how do you know?"

The shooting club's client list is as thick as the four great classics. Even if one has a good memory, it is impossible to remember all of them word for word like entering them into a computer.

Bai Ji'an reached out and took the Coke and took a sip: "Reasoning."

Zhao Minxi's husband died unexpectedly five years ago, and since then only the three of them, mother and son, have remained in the Jiang family.

As the elder brother, Jiang Kai is undoubtedly the preferred heir.

Jiang Kai would not have missed the birthday party held by the Zheng family unless he had something else to do.

But he didn't figure out why, in Jiang Kai's heart, shooting competitions were more important than opportunities to socialize with celebrities.

"I think I know why."

Bai Ji'an turned his head and saw Li Shanliang looking at him intently and said, "Jiang Kai once attended a military academy."