Police Chen Shu

Chapter 157 The Residence of the Dead

Taking advantage of Chen Shu and Zhang Liyun's unfamiliarity with the actual situation in Dongming's jurisdiction, Xu Chaofan arranged policeman Xiao Yang in their team. past.

Chen Shu asked Xiao Yang to bring the equipment for breaking the door, and Ma Hengyuan led the way to the deceased's house.

According to Ma Hengyuan, the deceased Zhang Yan and her husband Zhang Fei were both employees of a private shoe factory in Yangyi Street. Zhang Yan was a general worker and Zhang Fei was a skilled worker. They had a son and a daughter in their hometown.

Ma Hengyuan met Zhang Yan through "Shake" on his mobile phone's WeChat. The two chatted on WeChat for a while and they hit it off. In addition to expressing their feelings, they occasionally sent some ambiguous words and pictures.

On weekdays, Zhang Fei was addicted to alcohol. After get off work, he would drink a few taels of liquor, and sometimes he would hit Zhang Yan when he drank. The beating was so severe that Zhang Yan would run out of the house and wander around on the road, waiting for the time to pass when her husband fell asleep before returning home.

Ever since he got to know Ma Hengyuan, Zhang Yan ran out of the house to have private meetings with Ma Hengyuan every now and then with excuses.

Five days ago, that is, two days before the death of the deceased Zhang Yan, Zhang Fei followed Zhang Yan who ran out of the house through a deliberate quarrel, and then discovered that Zhang Yan and Ma Hengyun had cheated on each other.

The extremely angry Zhang Fei beat them up on the spot.

This is also the basis for Ma Hengyuan to identify Zhang Yan as being killed by Zhang Fei in the interrogation room of Dongming Institute just now.

Everyone arrived at the place Zhang Fei and Zhang Yan rented.

This is an extremely old six-story building. After going up the stairs, there is an east-west corridor, with two rooms on the south and north sides. The corridors are full of clutter and household waste.

Ma Hengyuan shrugged and said that he only knew that Zhang Yan lived on the fourth floor, but he didn't know which room he was in.

Xiao Yang from Dongming Office came out at this time, walked around the corridor with a police pass, pointed to a room with a closed iron door, and said, "It's here, you can't go wrong."

The Zhengming District Bureau is very strict about the management of rental housing in the jurisdiction. The community police and the neighborhood committee go into the community to find out the rental housing house by house or use the 58, Ganji and other rental apps on the mobile phone to search for houses ready to rent in the jurisdiction.

If the landlord has a rental house, he must go to the police station to register and record the identity information of both the landlord and the lessee. Through housing management, we can accurately grasp the actual data of rental housing and floating population in the community.

Chen Shu nodded towards Xiao Yang, and two members of the plainclothes team smashed into the room with the door opener.

Taking advantage of the time when several people broke down the door, Chen Shu put on his gloves and feet and entered the house.

This is a small house with one bedroom and one living room, with a construction area of ​​about 40 square meters. Entering the door is a small square room with a single-door refrigerator, a small round table, and some kitchen utensils such as an induction cooker.

Across the kitchen, there is a bedroom with a balcony. A 1.8-meter bed is leaning against the wall, and two quilts are thrown messily on the bed. A simple wardrobe is placed near the balcony. Through the half-opened zipper door, the scattered clothes in the cabinet can be seen at a glance.

Chen Shu took a closer look, and found that most of the cabinets were men's clothes. I walked around and checked the balcony and the toilet, but found nothing unusual.

There were no traces of tidying up the washing and clothes, and Zhang Fei did not take his own things away, which also showed from the side that he had no intention of leaving.

Now Zhang Fei is no longer suspected of committing the crime.

However, who asked Zhang Yan out on the day of the incident?

Chen Shu walked around the room roughly, sitting on a corner of the big bed, watching Zhang Liyun who followed him in the room like a headless chicken, thinking carefully in his heart.

He stood up and began to start small, rummaging through the house.

Ten minutes later, in a small women's handbag in the simple closet, Chen Shu found an "IOU", the amount was 30,000 yuan, the borrower was "\u0026amp;amp;\u0026amp;amp;hui", and the signature was on There is a bright red finger print.

The handwriting of the signature is a bit sloppy, and only the last word can be recognized as "Hui".

Fingerprints?

Ding dong!

Take a chance?

Reminiscent of the murderer's fingerprints that might exist at the crime scene, Chen Shu took out the evidence bag, and put the IOU together with the handbag in it.

Putting the things on the bed, he took out a few phone bills from the file bag, and compared the name of the borrower of this IOU, he read it line by line.

In the call records of the deceased Zhang Yan within three months, none of the real names of the account holders had "hui" in the last word of their names.

Nowadays, a general worker's monthly salary in a shoe factory in Dongzhou is only about 5,000. With this level of income, it is possible to lend out 30,000 yuan, so the borrower "\u0026amp;amp;\u0026amp;amp;hui" must be a good friend or relative of Zhang Yan.

If I go back to the institute later, I have to look up the intranet account or the information of my hometown...

Chen Shu packed up the materials and newly discovered evidence, and was going to ask Li Meng to ask Zhang Hui after he met Zhang Fei, the husband of the deceased, so that there might be some clues.

Since there is nothing in the room, let’s visit the neighbors. Chen Shu walked out of the room, and as soon as he stepped out of the room, he saw three or four women surrounded by Xiao Yang in the corridor. The doors were all open.

Chen Shu approached silently to listen.

Seeing Chen Shu approaching, Xiao Yang subconsciously wanted to find a place or get out of the encirclement.

Chen Shu shook his head slightly towards Xiao Yang, signaling him to continue.

Xiao Yang didn't know why, but he continued to record the words of the deceased's neighbors one by one with a notebook and a signature pen.

Among them, a muscular woman with a bucket waist in pink cotton pajamas yelled the most fiercely: "Officer, let me tell you! The man in their family is very fierce and beats his wife every few days! His wife The screams, tsk tsk, we can all hear them clearly!"

It is a pity not to go to the square to be the gossip person.

This attitude is also a mediocre woman, with a bit of market spirit, which is unpleasant.

"Yes! Several times when I came home in the middle of the night, when I went upstairs, I saw his daughter-in-law running down, her face was really bruised and purple!"

"His wife is really pitiful. There is such a man in the booth."

The woman in pajamas spat and continued: "That man is really nothing, too violent! I think this man may have a mental problem! Several times I met that man on the stairs. Stare at me!"

As he said that, he patted his chest a few times with his hands, and let out a few breaths, as if that man had just beaten him.

"By the way, what are you doing here today? Did that man commit a crime?"

"Well, well, usually he is not a good person!"

Chen Shu felt that the woman in pajamas was a bit interesting, and he dared to feel that she had a grudge against the neighbor next door, so she just squeezed past the rest of the people and sprayed vigorously in front of the police.

I looked around and found nothing suspicious, so I was about to leave.

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