Replace the evil way

"He Detachment, do you think this will work?"

The technical investigation colleague fiddled with the computer and pushed He Wei to look at the screen: "The living room, kitchen, room, and stairway are all installed. This kind of miniature camera can't be seen if you don't pay attention carefully. The temporarily set video can be saved for 7 days, is it okay? "

He Wei nodded, seven days was enough, it was enough for him to crack this trick of pretending to be a ghost.He patted his colleague on the shoulder: "Thank you, go back and say hello to your team, and return the things when they are used up. It won't take too long."

"He Detachment is joking. Where the Criminal Investigation Department needs our technical investigation cooperation, of course it is obligatory. Nie Team has ordered that the most important thing is to be able to help He Detachment."

After he left, He Wei walked around upstairs, these miniature cameras were installed in very hidden corners, I believe that the thief who likes to steal food would not have time to look for them.As long as the electronic eye can capture who it is, he is confident that he can arrest the person.

He Wei returned to the bureau and went to the technical team first. Zheng Youqing was just about to look for him, and stood at the door with his head tilted while holding the documents, his eyebrows and eyes curved, as sweet as a girl next door.

"He Detachment, is it so serious? The technical investigators have been called."

"Well, I don't have time to watch at home all the time, so I asked a technical detective to install a few cameras." He Wei's eyes fell on the report in her hand, "Has the fingerprint been compared?"

"I was looking for you to talk about this." Zheng Youqing waved his hand to let him in.He Wei followed her into the laboratory, and saw Zheng Youqing picked up a piece of tape with tweezers and handed it to his eyes, "Here, this is what you gave me."

He Wei took the tweezers, carefully observed the tape, and couldn't help but wonder: "... Where are the fingerprints?"

"I don't know. When you brought it, I was doing the same identification, so I put it in the physical evidence box first. I went to pick it up after half an hour, and found that there was only a piece of empty tape and no fingerprints at all."

He Wei felt a strange feeling in his heart, immediately took out his phone, clicked on the photo album to check the shoe prints he had captured.Sure enough, the entrance hall in the photo is clean and spotless, with no shoe prints at all.

how so?He Wei frowned, Zheng Youqing shook his hand in front of his eyes, and said in a disturbed tone, "What's the matter? Don't worry, physical evidence will indeed be lost if it is improperly preserved. Next time you have fingerprints, let me get them. It won't be lost."

No, it's not that simple, it's different from the loss of physical evidence.He Wei knew it well, but he didn't tell her about the supernatural events that happened in the dormitory. It would be bad to scare the little girl.

It's really unlucky recently. Apart from the complicated and confusing case in hand, there is another troublesome thing.

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The owner of the mansion in Fulong Mountain has already been contacted. He was out of town for an operation and was discharged from the hospital yesterday. He came to the police station to cooperate with the investigation as soon as he returned to Shengzhou City today.

"Name."

"Xia Liang."

"age."

"24."

Ke Dongrui looked at the brat and asked, "Why is that mansion registered under your name? Did your family give it to you?"

"My grandfather bought it from the British when he was young. He has only one grandson, and he left it to me as an inheritance in the first two years."

"Since it was given to you, why is such a big house always vacant?" Ke Dongrui flipped through the information, "According to our investigation, the house you live in in the city is still rented, and the area is not even one-fifth of the mansion. "

"I want to live in it, but I don't dare." Xia Liang opened her round eyes with an innocent expression, "I used to live in it when I was a child, and then the whole family moved to the city together. There are dirty things in the mansion. My dad I wanted to hang it up and sell it, but grandpa wouldn’t give it to me, and now I’m dead, it’s really a haunted house.”

"Unclean things?" Ke Dongrui turned the pen in his hand, "Is it haunted?"

Xia Liang's expression suddenly became exaggerated, describing it vividly.Things in the house disappear inexplicably, voices can always be heard at night, and sometimes people can be seen on the stairs... In short, the fragments in the ghost/film are not much different from his examples, standard horror haunted house stories.

Ke Dongrui was skeptical, always feeling that what this brat said was unreliable, but he still recorded it truthfully.She took out He Wei's photo: "Do you know this person?"

Xia Liang shook her head, never seen it before.Ke Dongrui didn't speak, and the investigation of social relations did not find any connection between the two. It seems that He Wei's death had nothing to do with the mansion, but the murderer chose to kill there because no one lived there.

After the routine questioning was over and Xia Liang confirmed the signature of the transcript, Ke Dongrui sent him away.When going out, he bumped into Cheng Zesheng who was walking towards him. Xia Liang stopped and turned to stare at Cheng Zesheng's back. Ke Dongrui asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, the man just now looks so good-looking, I seem to have seen it in a dream."

This sentence made Ke Dongrui laugh: "You are a man, we Cheng Dui don't want to be a man's 'dream lover'."

Xia Liang scratched the back of her head: "His surname is Cheng? He seems to have the same surname in my dream, and I'm still a policeman, hehe..."

Cheng Zesheng didn't just come back from going out, but packed his things and prepared to go out.He drove to the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, bought a basket of fruit on the way, and secretly brought a pack of cigarettes and hid it in the fruit basket.

The fourth floor of the inpatient department is the surgical ward. Cheng Zesheng carried a fruit basket and found a familiar bed. Before he walked in, he heard the sound of education coming from inside.He had been standing outside the door until the family cadres inside finished giving instructions before knocking on the door.

It was a middle-aged woman who came to open the door. Seeing Cheng Zesheng smiling, "Zesheng, why are you free?" She turned around and called, "Old man! Don't pretend to be asleep, Zesheng is here!"

"Master was joking, no matter how busy I am, I still have to come and see Master."

The middle-aged man who was pretending to be asleep on the hospital bed sat up suddenly, but unfortunately his legs were in a cast and he couldn't move, otherwise he would have been a carp with cool movements.The teacher babbled and said that he pretended to be asleep after a few words, and immediately refreshed when someone came, it was obvious that he didn't dare to see his wife.

The man with the plaster cast on his leg was Yan Minglang, the head of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Shengzhou Municipal Bureau. He was Cheng Zesheng's master. Cheng Zesheng had been by his side since he entered the Municipal Bureau, and he was a caring apprentice cultivated by himself.Yan Minglang is over fifty years old, and he is still a few years away from retirement, but his body does not allow him to run on the front line anymore, especially two months ago when chasing the suspect, he accidentally broke his right leg and suffered a comminuted fracture. Has not been notified of discharge yet.

His wife worked tirelessly every day to come to the hospital to take care of him, earnestly persuading him to retire and hand over the burden of the team to the young and responsible Cheng Zesheng.Yan Minglang had talked with Huang Jue before, and he also had this idea, but Huang Jue meant to let him not take off the burden so quickly, but also to help him, but he is not in good health yet, basically the Criminal Investigation Team The power of the team has all fallen into the hands of the deputy detachment leader Cheng Zesheng.

The teacher took the water bottle and went to the water room, Yan Minglang glanced at the fruit basket: "You are not sincere enough, Master, what do I lack, you still don't understand?"

Cheng Zesheng looked outside the door, making sure that his wife had gone far away, and then pointed his mouth at the fruit basket: "It's down here, please keep it. I committed a crime of smuggling, and I will be sentenced at the root of the crime if I am caught."

Yan Minglang stretched out his hand, touched the hard cigarette case, immediately beamed with joy, praised him for being a good man, and quickly hid the cigarette case under the pillow.The two chatted about the case, and Cheng Zesheng mentioned the strange things he had encountered recently, and asked his experienced master to analyze and analyze.

"You mean, the dead body doesn't match a lot of information about the victim?"

"The difference is too big, but there is the same face, the same fingerprint and the same DNA. It is really bizarre."

"Actually, when we handle cases, we believe that science is right, but if we handle too many cases, it is inevitable that we will encounter some unscientific things." Yan Minglang rubbed his chin, "Didn't I tell you? I just graduated from the police academy. Follow the old man to investigate a murder case, it was more than 30 years ago, a butcher killed his wife, but he couldn't find where the body was, and he couldn't sue the butcher, so he could only let him go back."

"After he came home, he happily killed the family's pig and cooked a big pot of food for his six-year-old son. That night, the son started to vomit, have diarrhea, have a high fever, and talk nonsense,' my mother yelled in the soup pot, He ate his mother'. Later, the old man took people to the pigsty to investigate carefully, and finally found a finger in a pile of slop, only to know that this man fed his wife's corpse to the pig." Yan Minglang spread his hands, "Afterwards, the butcher He confessed to the murder, but he couldn't figure out how his son would know. When he killed, his son was sent to his grandma's house in another place, and he was not around at all. So you say it's strange, if it wasn't because of "Tuomeng", you might not be able to find it The case of the dead body will be unsolved."

Cheng Zesheng nodded: "I know there is such a possibility, but the case in hand is different from what I have encountered before. Master, to tell you the truth, we have reached a conclusion based on the reconstruction of the scene and the biological traces on the evidence. It was the victim who strangled himself to death, but is it possible? How could a person have sex skills."

"Zesheng, there are too many things that science can't explain in this world. Since there is a chain of evidence to support your doubts, then continue to investigate and you will always get an explanation."

After leaving the hospital, Cheng Zesheng passed by the supermarket and remembered to buy food reserves, lest the neighbors still think that he was free, and the relationship would not be so embarrassing.He bought a bunch of sous-vide, frozen and dairy products in one go, filling one big bag to the brim.

After returning home, Cheng Zesheng stuffed the food into the refrigerator, and the frozen and refrigerated food was full in an instant.He thought about it, and left a note to stick on the refrigerator.

【Eat whatever you want, don't be shy】

The signature behind it is one word - "Cheng".

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He Wei went back frequently at night recently, and Chong Zhen was surprised: "What's the matter with you? Going back for three days in a row, Jinwu Zangjiao?"

"..." He Wei waved to him, signaling him to get in the car, and took him to see who was hiding.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, you Lao He also has these fancy intestines, and the iron tree is about to bloom." Chongzhen said leisurely, "Tell me, what kind of girl are you talking about? My buddy will check it out for you."

"I'm afraid you'll be scared to death," He Wei sneered, "The love between humans and ghosts is over."

"..." Chongzhen didn't believe it, he followed He Wei back to 404, after opening the door, He Wei knelt down/body observed the traces at the door, and said in a low voice, "I've been here."

"what?"

He took out his mobile phone and smiled at Chongzhen: "Make a magic trick."

He Wei asked Chongzhen to take a good look at the shoe pattern at the door, and then took a picture with his mobile phone to confirm to Chongzhen whether it had been taken.Immediately afterwards, the two exited the door, and he clicked on the picture again, leaving only the white and clean ground without a single footprint.

"...Damn!" Chong Zhen squeezed the word out between his teeth, "What software did you use to process it?"

"It's not dealt with, that's how it was taken. The same is true for the evidence extracted before, and it will be gone when you bring it back to the bureau." He Wei opened the door and said calmly, "I don't know the reason yet, so I installed a camera to see what happened. Something happened."

Chongzhen felt hairy, and got goosebumps all over his body.

After He Wei entered, he checked at home first, walked to the kitchen, noticed the note pasted on it, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

He opened the refrigerator and saw that it was stuffed to the brim with a wide variety, several times more than what was stolen a few days ago.He Wei looked at the note in his hand, the surname "Cheng" had been exposed too much recently, and the font on this note became more and more familiar.

"Chongzhen, go back to the bureau and bring back Cheng Zesheng's notebook!"

Chong Zhen hastily agreed, picked up the car keys and rubbed the soles of his feet with oil, wishing he could leave as soon as possible.

He Wei turned on his laptop and began to watch the surveillance.The house was empty during the day, and at around seven in the evening, just an hour before he returned, the door opened.

It was as if someone opened it, but within two seconds, the anti-theft door closed by itself.Although he couldn't see anyone, He Wei was able to simulate the scene of this person coming in.He switched the monitoring to the kitchen, and saw that the screen seemed to be disturbed by electromagnetic waves, with wavy patterns appearing. After shaking it slightly, there was an extra note on the refrigerator in the blink of an eye.

"..." He Wei picked up the note again and stared at the words on it.

He has never believed that there are ghosts in this world, but everything that has happened in the past few days has broken the conventional understanding, and he has to doubt the truth of science.

Chong Zhen came back out of breath, He Wei opened the notebook, compared it with the note, and observed the stroke habits of writing.Although he is not very good at professional handwriting identification, but in general, he can be sure of 80%, and the result is basically not bad.

"...This note may have been written by Cheng Zesheng."