part-time profiler

The stone bridge where Qian Guohua found Wang Juan's body was not the scene of the first crime, but the scene where the body was dumped.

Jian'an County is located in the northwest of Ningbei City, far away from Ningbei City.

The people in the county live a simple life, and they don't pick up things on the road and don't close their houses at night. They didn't expect such a tragic corpse to appear here.

The female body was found under the stone bridge, and the news spread in Jian'an County.

Zheng Lin was at the scene and returned the site survey information to Yan Yan: "There are no residents around the stone bridge, and there is no surveillance. It is just a concrete road connecting the village and the county."

"Mountain area?"

With one hand on his hip, Zheng Lin sighed, "Mountain area."

Normal people know that throwing corpses should be thrown in remote places, like some deep mountains and old forests, an excellent place to throw corpses.

There is no shortage of such places around Ningbei City. The sparsely populated areas and the lack of monitoring have brought great difficulties to the investigation.

Yan Yan's tone was dignified: "Have any effective traces been extracted at the scene?"

Zheng Lin looked back at Liu Bin, who was busy. It was a hot day, and the two of them were sweating profusely.

"No." Zheng Lin said: "Have you read the report of the forensic doctor Lin? The head of the corpse was knocked open. The murderer stood on the bridge in all likelihood and threw the deceased directly off the bridge..."

Zheng Lin's voice stopped, and Yan Yan obviously thought of something with him, and quickly said: "Don't look for footprints under the bridge, let Liu Binhe come to pick them up on the bridge."

Zheng Lin greeted immediately: "Liu Bin, why, come up, the murderer threw his body on the bridge, there are murderer's footprints on it!"

Why did Liu Bin climb up the branches and rocks in a hurry.

Yan Yan flipped through the files and categorized the common points of the deceased. The murderer obviously had a preference.

The six victims were all aged between 30 and 40, and all of them looked pretty good. The last youthfulness and innocence of the girls faded away. They wore heavy makeup to cover up wrinkles and signs of aging. At first glance, they were all plump milf.

They are all prostitutes in the red-light district of Ximohu District, and they are easily taken out. They are high-risk groups of crime victims.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the footprint inspection results came out.

"Running shoes, size 42. I checked the pattern on the soles. They are Nike spring models. The price is about 170." Liu Bin handed the footprint results to Yan Yan: "The murderer is a man. According to the shoe size, the height should be between 177 and [-]." between."

The conclusion is the same as that of the site survey results four years ago.

Zhang Ke's investigation of Wang Juan's call records also came out.

He pulled out the communication records of the telecommunications department, listed twelve phone numbers, and said: "They all had close contact with the deceased in the past week. I compared them with phone numbers. 90.00% of them were male, and they should be customers of the deceased. .”

Zhang Ke turned on the printer, typed the phone number on the paper, and handed it to Yan Yan.

Yan Yan scanned around and asked, "The person who belongs to the number, have you checked it?"

Zhang Ke licked his lower lip and nodded: "I checked, there are eight numbers that are men, all of them are from the Mohu District, chefs, store owners, construction workers, high school students, landlords, movers, old men, taxi drivers , I guess they are all prostitutes, there are three numbers that are female, I checked it, and I work in the same footwashing shop as Wang Juan, probably a colleague or a friend, and there is one..."

"There is one more." Zhang Ke hesitated to speak.

"What?" Yan Yan stared at the last 199 signal, and Zhang Ke marked it with an asterisk.

"It's... the number holder, Yan Su." Zhang Ke twitched the corner of his mouth, a little teasing: "I can't tell, Boss Yan is delicate and weak, and he likes someone so familiar..."

Zhang Ke frowned, and whispered earnestly, "Is he on hold?"

Everyone: "..."

"Is there any content of the call?" Yan Yan was speechless.

Zhang Ke shook his head with a rattle: "No."

Yan Yan thought about Yan Su for a while, then lost his mind for two seconds, then lowered his head and threw Yan Su out of his mind, concentrating on the case.

He raised his hand and pressed the table, put the phone number back in front of Zhang Ke, pointed to these numbers and said, "Did these numbers appear in the case four years ago?"

This is a cross-comparison, seeking the same.

Zhang Ke glanced at it, quickly checked the electronic file, searched for keywords, took a breath, and nodded: "Yes."

He marked a 135 mobile number in red, pointed to the screen, and said, "This is the person."

On the screen is the ID of the phone number holder.

Wu Yonggui, male, married, 29 years old, high school education, taxi driver, family conditions are good, there are two houses in Ningbei City, a three-story building in Gushan County near Mohu District, his wife is a full-time housewife, and has a daughter Go to kindergarten.

Yan Yan straightened his upper body: "Notify this man named Wu Yonggui to come to the city bureau for questioning."

"Yes." Xiao Liu turned to contact the person.

"Also," Yan Yan paused, then continued in a deep voice, "Notify Yan Su to come to the Municipal Bureau."

Xiao Liu licked his lower lip and said, "Okay."

In less than an hour, Wu Yonggui arrived at the Municipal Bureau and hurried into the reception room. Before the chairs were warmed up, he asked Liu Binhe to take blood and check his height and shoe size.

Wu Yonggui's figure and footprint comparison results came out.

Medium build, wearing size 42 leather shoes, height 176, dark skin, he looks quite honest, standing there at a loss, looked at the policemen around, and asked in a panic: "Yes, what's the matter?"

"Wang Juan, do you know him?" Yan Yan took him into the inquiry room and pushed him the photo of the victim.

Wu Yonggui picked up the photo with both hands, and when he saw the person in the photo clearly, his complexion suddenly changed, his lips turned purple, and he said tremblingly, "This... this, I know."

Yan Yan handed him the photo of the corpse again: "She's dead."

Wu Yonggui was stunned on the spot as if he had been struck by thunder. He didn't dare to look at the photo, his eyes dodged, he lowered his head, clasped his hands in front of him, and rubbed them uneasily.

"It's a coincidence," Yan Yan twitched the corner of his mouth, and said the names of the five victims four years ago in turn, "Qin Lu, Liu Hong, Tang Li, Du Xiaoling, Xiong Hui, are you familiar with them?"

Wu Yonggui hung his head, trembling all over, clenched his hands tightly together, not saying a word.

Yan Yan shouted loudly: "Talk back!"

Wu Yonggui trembled, his face was as white as paper, he raised his eyes, and looked at him miserably: "I know, I know..."

"Why did you kill them?" Yan Yan looked sternly.

Wu Yonggui jumped up, with blue veins in his neck, and shouted, "I don't, I don't!"

Yan Yan slapped the table, and Wu Yonggui fell back down in fright.

"Then why, shortly after you contacted them, all these people died?" Yan Yan asked coldly, "Could it be that there are people behind you?"

Yan Yan's falcon-like eyes caught him, not letting go of the slightest change in the other's expression.

Wu Yonggui's eyes widened, his hands pressed against the edge of the table were shaking like chaff, he opened his mouth, and after a while, he admitted hesitantly: "Yes...it's me..."

"What are you?" Yan Yan pressed harder and harder.

Wu Yonggui swallowed: "I...killed them."

Amazing speech.

In the interrogation room and outside, all the police colleagues were silent.

The Jack Wolf case that has plagued the city bureau for five years, is it so easy to find the murderer?

"The tools of the crime?" Yan Yan sat back in the chair and looked at him coldly with folded arms.

Wu Yonggui was trembling, and said in a low voice: "Just, my dog, fuck them..."

Zhang Ke's voice came from the headset: "His family does have a large dog."

"Do you know what happens when you torture and kill six people?" Yan Yan raised his eyebrows.

Wu Yonggui didn't dare to look at him, lowered his eyes, and shook his head honestly.

"The death penalty will be executed immediately." Yan Yan said lightly.

Wu Yonggui was frightened, and tears flowed from his eyes. After a while, he asked, "Then, my wife and daughter, are they all right?"

Yan Yan frowned slightly, and went to prostitution. When he was about to die, he didn't think about himself, but cared about his wife and children?

Yan Yan said jokingly: "As long as they don't participate in the crime, it doesn't matter."

"Oh," Wu Yonggui wiped away tears and stretched out his hands, "Comrade policeman, I did it, arrest me."

Yan Yan stared at him, and suddenly said: "Four years ago, why didn't you plead guilty? The police also came to look for you at that time."

"I remember, a police officer surnamed Zhao," Wu Yonggui smiled miserably, "He has no evidence, I dare not admit it, and I want to live a few more years of carefree life."

"Why haven't you committed a crime in the past four years?" Yan Yan asked lightly.

Wu Yonggui rubbed his cheeks, took a deep breath, and answered with lowered eyebrows and slumped shoulders: "Maybe... hold back."

Yan Yan raised his eyelids: "Do you like people|beasts?"

"..." Wu Yonggui shook his head subconsciously, then nodded quickly, and said embarrassingly, "It's okay."

Yan Yan chuckled: "The taste is unique."

Wu Yonggui's eyes flickered, he hesitated: "Hmm..."

"You cut off the victim's little finger and took away the uterus, where did you hide it?" Yan Yan continued to ask.

"Ah?" Wu Yonggui showed shock, opened his mouth, his face was tense, he lowered his head and said, "It's burned."

"Oh." Yan Yan stared at him with meaningful eyes: "Really."

Next, Wu Yonggui explained the crime site and the tools for throwing the corpse. The crime scene was in his three-story building in Gushan County. The criminal police detachment immediately sent police to check. As for the tools for throwing the body, it was his small broken van.

Yan Yan walked out of the inquiry room, Xiao Liu caught up with him and said, "Captain Yan, it might really be him."

"Something's wrong." Yan Yan's face sank like water, he turned his head and asked, "Has Yan Su arrived?"

Xiao Liu was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses, and shook his head: "No, I called his mobile phone number, but no one answered. I just called his shop's landline, and the employee he hired picked it up. The employee's name is Xia Sen."

Xia Sen, Yan Yan met, had an embarrassing misunderstanding with Yan Su because of the boy.

Where did Yan Su go?

"Keep calling until he picks up."

Yan Yan got out of the city bureau, got into the police car, and followed the police officers to check the crime scene that Wu Yonggui explained.

The basement was found in the building in Gushan County, and the blood and hair of the deceased Wang Juan were found in the basement.

In the gloomy closed space, there was a rust-like bloody smell.

The basement is empty, and there is a trench in the northwest corner. A large amount of blood was detected through the luminol reaction. The blood of the deceased was discharged from here and entered the underground drain.

There is a shower head hanging above the gutter, which can produce water and is not idle.

"Use this to rinse the corpse." Liu Bin pointed to the shower head and Yan Yan nodded.

The criminal police detachment conducted a survey of the entire building, and the police visited nearby residents.

The survey and visits found that the three-story building has good sound insulation and a solid foundation, but it is basically in a state of neglect, and Wu Yonggui hardly comes here.

In addition, some residents did find a van parked in front of the building when they got up at night, but they did not see people coming in and out.

Although they didn't quite believe their intuition, the detectives had the same idea in their minds: the Jack Wolf murder case that had plagued the city bureau for five years seemed to be solved easily like this.

At the same time, Yan Su still has no news.