Homicide Puzzle Code

"Let me in! Let me in! I want to see the police!"

A woman's cry suddenly came from outside the door, and the police officers in the theater looked out of the door one after another, with doubts on their faces.

Yu Jingwensheng stood up from the side of the marionette, and told the others, "Go ahead, I'll go out and have a look."

Lu Yan nodded slightly, and returned his attention to the puppet in front of him again. No fingerprints were found on the inside and outside of the puppet or on the note, which shows that the murderer was wearing gloves to commit the crime.

In addition to the bloodstains visible to the naked eye, they also needed to find out whether any bloodstains had been erased. Lin Xiangli took out the luminol reagent from the toolbox and expanded outward from the center of the stage, trying to find the murderer's course of action.

Yu Jing strode out of the theater and closed the door to prevent anyone from prying eyes.

I saw that Jiang Du, who was supposed to be in charge of communication technology in the office, actually came to the scene. On the steps leading to the theater, he tried his best to persuade the woman to calm down and stop moving forward.

But the woman seemed not to hear, and tried to push away the police officer in front of her and continue walking.

Internet detectives rarely come to the scene. Jiang Du knows that his ability to persuade people is really bad, but his physique is not bad. It is impossible for an ordinary woman to push him away so easily.

Seeing this, Liu Ting seemed to go crazy, and kept beating the policeman in front of her. Her right arm was injured, and she couldn't use any strength, and she even wanted to kick her.

Jiang Du tried his best not to argue with the person in front of him, and said patiently: "Ms. Liu, I know you want to find your daughter, but you refuse to cooperate with the police in handling the case like this, how do you ask us to investigate?"

"Aren't you the police? Check it out! You have to ask me everything, what's the use of you!" Liu Ting cursed, opening her mouth to bite someone.

When Jiang Du was ready to endure the pain, he saw a person suddenly appear and control Liu Ting.

"Little brother is very skilled!" Jiang Du patted his chest, feeling apprehensive in his heart, seeing Zhang Cheng control the person with two or three strokes, he sincerely admired it.

"Zhang Cheng, just keep the person under control, don't hurt her." Yu Jing walked over and motioned Zhang Cheng to bring the person in first, so as not to be photographed randomly by the reporters outside.

Then, he looked at Jiang Du, "What's going on?"

Jiang Du usually didn't leave the gate of the serious crime team, but today he accompanied a woman to the scene and allowed her to beat and scold at will.

Before Jiang Du could speak, the reporter below whispered, "Isn't she the mother of the missing girl's theater case? Could it be that these two cases are really related?"

"It looks like, what's the matter, did you write this report?"

The reporter thought about it, took a sneak peek at Yu Jing on the steps, and decided to leave a way out, "I'll just write what I see with my own eyes, and I won't guess about other things."

"Succeed, I will do the same, go back and write the manuscript!"

Jiang Du glanced back, and said in a low voice: "Didn't you want to investigate the car accident on the morning of No. 3? We called all night, and finally got in touch this morning. As a result..."

As he spoke, he glanced at the reporter in embarrassment. This time they were right.

Yu Jing understood it immediately, so there was probably another case behind Pan Dong's body, which was the case of the disappearance of a girl in the Jiangxin Theater that happened in front of them.

"This case is troublesome." The trouble Yu Jing said was not that the case was difficult, but that if both the Yin family's child and the woman's daughter were taken away by Pan Dong, now that Pan Dong is dead, the two children It's hard to find whereabouts.

"I'll send you over here, I'll go back first." Jiang Du said, and was about to go back.

Yu Jing shouted to stop, "It's all here, adjust the monitoring of the theater before leaving."

Jiang Du nodded, and followed Yu Jing to the theater. As soon as the door opened, Jiang Du's face turned blue when he smelled the smell in the theater, and he walked in holding his breath.

Yu Jing noticed his expression and pointed to the second floor of the theater, "The monitoring room and console should be on the second floor, you can go up directly!"

"Thank you." Jiang Du walked up the stairs next to the theater gate to the second floor as if he was relieved.

Yu Jing walked into the theater and saw that Liu Ting had stopped yelling, covering her face and crying.

"Ms. Liu, I understand your nervousness as a mother, but the more you don't cooperate, the more dangerous your child will be. Believe us, the police, we will definitely find her." Meng Jingyi squatted in front of her and continued to comfort her. Come back, she gave a thumbs up.

Yu Jing nodded and sat on the chair opposite Liu Ting, "Ms. Liu, we came to you today to ask if you had a car accident on the morning of the 3rd of this month."

Liu Ting was silent for a long time, took a deep breath, finally calmed down her emotions, and said sadly: "Yes, I remember, I was in a car accident on the morning of the 3rd."

"Are you sure about the time?" Yu Jing asked.

"That's right, I won't remember wrongly." Liu Ting said, her lower lip trembling slightly, the sadness in her heart was uncontrollable, she held her forehead in pain again, and kept saying "I'm sorry".

Meng Luan, the director of the theater, woke up faintly, fearing the severed limbs on the stage from the bottom of his heart, Sa Yazi slipped to the back row of the theater, and saw Liu Ting here at a glance.

"What's the matter with you? Our theater is busy, so we don't have time to talk to you!" When Meng Luan saw Liu Ting, his brows were obviously wrinkled, and his lips were slightly puckered, which was a very obvious expression of dissatisfaction.

Meng Luan's making things difficult made the already painful mother even more sad, Yu Jing reminded: "We asked Ms. Liu to come and try to cooperate with the investigation. Do you have any questions?"

Meng Luan curled her lips and rolled her eyes slightly, "Is there any doubt? Her daughter disappeared in our theater last week, and she came to make trouble every day after that. Police officer, she didn't come to pick up her daughter, why is it so strange?" We are on the head? The theater has been closed for several days for no reason, who do we turn to for reasoning?"

"Captain." Zhang Cheng said, "I just inquired about it, and the theater held a Children's Day party last Thursday."

"Yes! It's a party." Meng Luan continued, "Several schools performed together that day, and her daughter, Yin Taotao was also among the performers, but no one came to pick her up until the party was over. Work At that time, the staff asked Yin Taotao if she needed to be sent home, but the child herself did not want to, she said her mother would come soon, so our people left."

That's what he said when the police came to investigate the disappearance before, and the staff were there at that time.

The staff said that the gala ended at 11:30 in the morning. After she cleaned up the theater, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and she found that there was still a little girl who hadn't left. She was still puzzled.Hearing that the little girl said that her mother would be here soon, she ignored it and gave the girl a small commemorative gift from the theater.

Later, she went to take out the garbage on the way, and when she came back, the little girl had disappeared, so she naturally thought that she was picked up by her mother.

As a result, when it was almost dinner that day, a woman rushed into the theater and kept asking them where they hid her daughter, and then they discovered that the little girl was actually missing.

But their theater is only responsible for renting the venue, and they are not in charge of security. If someone loses a child, they really have no responsibility for it.

"She's a child!" Liu Ting screamed suddenly, and grabbed Meng Luan madly, "Why can't you wait longer! If she doesn't want to, why don't you give it away? It's all your fault!"

The sharp sound makes the eardrums hurt, like a needle piercing the ear into the brain, which is really uncomfortable to listen to.

As the person in charge of the theater, Meng Luan didn't think there was a problem. He threw Liu Ting's hand away and scolded: "She is your daughter, not mine. What are we responsible for? Children's party, everyone who is a teacher , I thought I was on vacation, and surrounded the last row, chattering, chatting, playing with mobile phones, you don’t ask them about their responsibilities, you ask us!”

Isn't it just louder than whose voice?He can roar too!

Liu Ting was trembling with anger. Regardless of the female police officer next to her, she pounced on Meng Luan, her bloodshot eyes filled with resentment, "What do you know! I had a car accident and lay in the hospital until the afternoon. I came here as soon as I came, but you told me that my daughter was lost, and everything was my fault. Is it really my fault! "

Only then did Meng Luan realize that Liu Ting's arm injury was not for pretending to be pitiful, but for a real reason.He was silent for a long time before he said: "Then what should we do now?"

"Captain Yu!" Jiang Du poked his head out from the second floor, "The monitoring was manually turned off last night."

Hearing this, Yu Jing looked at Meng Luan and raised his eyebrows, wanting an explanation.

Meng Luan quickly explained, "It's not ours. After the case happened, I gave all the people in the theater a holiday. No one in the company group said they came back last night."

Jiang Du came down from the second floor and handed the key to Yu Jing, "When I went up, the key was inserted in the door, did you open it?"

Yu Jing shook his head. Their people were mainly concentrated on the first floor. Originally, they planned to ask Jiang Du to call someone over to collect surveillance, so no one went to the second floor.

"Captain, I found something!" A police officer took out a men's watch from a large box next to the stage, and there were some parts of marionettes in the box.

He confirmed to Forensic Lu just now that the skin on Pan Dong's wrist is whiter, and he has the habit of wearing a watch all year round. The shape and width can roughly match this watch, but whether it is true or not needs further testing.

Yu Jing took the watch, and he was relieved that Lu Yan had confirmed it.

He looked to the side of the stage, noticeably more interested in finding the watch case, which was big enough for a full grown man.

"No, isn't this box in the backstage?" The person in charge was puzzled, "This box is usually used to store spotlights and stage props, so it won't be placed here."

Yu Jingzheng was going to ask Lu Yan if he could find the trace that the corpse had been put in the box, when the phone suddenly started to vibrate, and when he opened it, he found that it was Fang Zhishu.

"Yu Team, the scratches on the floor mat of the van's rear compartment should have come from a rectangular box measuring 120 cm long, 70 cm wide, and 50 cm high. It should not be a cardboard box. It looks solid and the things inside are also heavy. .” Fang Zhishu measured the length and reported it all to Yu Jing.

"Probably an adult man?" Yu Jing followed up.

Fang Zhishu was a little puzzled: "Ah? Big, probably!"

Yu Jing stared at the prop box in front of him. The length, width, and height were exactly the same as what Fang Zhishu said. The murderer who killed Pan Dong was probably the box brought from the theater and sent Pan Dong and the marionettes together. Come in.

There is no blood in the box, so there is a high probability that Pan Dong was dismembered here.

"Captain Yu! I detected a lot of blood on the mop in the utility room. The murderer cleaned up the scene. Following the blood, I found this in the toolbox in the backstage!" Lin Xiangli said, picking up the a machete.

The edge of the machete shone coldly under the lamp. It once created a work of art that the murderer was proud of.

Yes, works of art.

The murderer deliberately cleaned up the scene to make the stage look more perfect. Who is he?

The author has something to say:

small theater:

14-year-old Lu Yan: His father passed away because he saved his sister. I want to give him a gift to express my gratitude.

Mother Lu: Okay, what would Xiaoyan want to give?

14-year-old Lu Yan: I heard that he is about to take the college entrance examination, so let me buy him some study materials!

Mother Lu: ...Mom is very moved by Xiaoyan's motivation to study, but...you probably don't like it!

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