slip through the net [criminal investigation]

In Jiang Huan, the responsibility rests with the real murderer.

We can't even say that the real culprit is "X", and catching the real culprit as soon as possible is the best solution. "

"I know. But Jiang is still determined to admit this crime. All the evidence, including the portraits, are solid evidence, and there are even witnesses to identify him. Even if Xu Fan found the anticoagulant, even if we all know him He was framed, and if no more powerful new evidence can be found, the murderer can only be Jiang Huan."

Xie Lin shook off the drops of water from his hands: "Isn't there a paint factory, let's go and have a look."

Ying Cheng stopped him suddenly: "Wait a minute, wait for someone to call you."

He was startled again, smiled wryly and did not speak.Ying Cheng handed him a piece of smoking cessation gum, but he refused: "When did Boss Ying quit smoking?"

"I'm not addicted, do I need this?" Ying Cheng rolled his eyes at him, then put the chewing gum back into his pocket, "My dad gave it to me, I think it's taking advantage of the bag."

"By the way, tell me, what kind of picture does a criminal policeman get caught by a civilian policeman?"

Xie Lin laughed again, "I don't leave a picture of such a good thing, enough for me to laugh at him for a year or so."

"Are you human? Be careful that Xu Fan and Uncle Cao chop you up."

He smiled more happily.Gu Yuzhe suddenly poked his head in: "Boss, Captain."

Xie Lin immediately withdrew his smiling face: "How is it?"

He dodged his eyes in embarrassment: "The trouble has gone to the director's office. The Yellow Bureau is mediating. Let us hurry up and do what we should do now, and deal with us when we come back."

Ying Cheng scratched his head, thinking that he couldn't get away with this scolding.

"By the way, the two of them said, "I heard" that Jiang is still the little boy raised by the high-level police?The Internet announcement of this case was under control and did not arouse great public opinion. Most of these words were said by our own people, and I don’t know which serious job is not doing it all day long. You will check and monitor later. "

The expression on Gu Yuzhe's face became even more embarrassing: "Boss, how about...forget it, we are all from our own..."

"What's the point? If you put this effort of spreading nonsense everywhere into solving the case, what case can't be solved? Once and twice, this time the matter is small, what should I do if I reveal some details that shouldn't be revealed next time?"

He quickly bowed his head and said "oh".

Ying Cheng gave Xie Lin a hand and said, "Let's go, let's go to that paint factory first."

"Where's Lu Weiwei?"

Gu Yuzhe raised his head again: "She's been dragged...she can't get away."

Xie Lin understood immediately, stopped asking, changed into clean clothes and went to the paint factory with his hands.

The paint factory is a small self-operated workshop, which has already closed down. There are several cars parked here and there in an open space at the entrance. Xu Fan saw the blue SUV at a glance: "That's the car!"

The person in charge is a stooped old man with a dusty face and the appearance of a migrant worker. No matter how you look at it, he doesn't have the temperament of a "boss".

He received the call in panic, bowed his body and rubbed his hands, sweating all over his face in anxiety: "No, listen to me, my factory is not open, and there is no one there recently. How could this be? Check my factory?"

Xie Lin quickly said: "It's okay, it's okay, don't be nervous, we're just here to visit."

However, the little boss became even more anxious when he heard this: "How can this be all right? Don't fool me. I know that idiot in the car wash shop is dead, but what does this have to do with my factory? My factory is only half a year old." It's off."

"We are just doing a routine investigation, just to take a look. Your paint factory is not big or small, why hasn't it opened for half a year?"

The little boss took off the dusty broken hat on his head and wiped his face, then sat down on the concrete floor at the door, his face was full of exhaustion from the weather: "I am miserable!"

After he finished speaking, tears suddenly rolled down his face. He kept wiping his face, and said while wiping: "My daughter is in high school. She wanted to be looked down upon by others, so she borrowed a whole lot of debt, thinking about setting up a small factory and making some money, and she was also the daughter of the boss's family after she was revealed.

If you are tired, be tired, for the sake of the child.Who knew that before the college entrance examination, my daughter failed a test and jumped off the building.

What is the name of the one in the hospital?

My wife couldn't take it anymore and got sick. Now she can't even get out of bed, and she can't even see her dying.

I'm the only one left inside and out. What kind of factory do I still have to open? "

After he finished speaking, he wiped his face again, the misery and misery of life had completely crushed his spine, but he quickly raised his head and laughed: "I'm doing some odd jobs now, buying medicine for my wife and paying back the money at the same time. What can I do, live."

Xie Lin subconsciously glanced at Ying Cheng, wanting him to smoke, but then thought, this kid is quitting smoking.

So I could only pat the little boss on the shoulder to comfort him: "Life is not easy for anyone. It is more or less a workshop, with all the equipment, why not rent it out? You can make a fortune by renting it out, and you don't need to worry about it. "

"I...to be honest, I am changing the field to land. Although it is my own field, it is also a violation to fill in and rebuild the factory. .”

As he spoke, his expression suddenly became tense, and he rubbed his hands together, "This...officers, I didn't do it on purpose. The main thing is that I don't have time. If I have time, I will dismantle it and restore it to farmland. Don't you..."

"I know, I know, we're not here to check the land, don't worry. Then the factory is usually left like this? No one looks at it?"

"What's so interesting. It's all neighbors and folks, and they don't see them when they look up. There is nothing valuable in this factory, but the space is spacious. If there are people who want to park, I will open it and let them park. The doors are not locked."

Ying Cheng sucked his teeth: "That means, anyone can enter your factory? You don't usually come here?"

He shook his head in a daze, fidgeted and stirred the broken hat, and said nervously, "My factory doesn't really have anything to do with that murder case, does it?"

"Not necessarily, let's see. By the way, do you know who owns that blue car?"

"I probably know all the cars here, and there are very few strangers, but I have never seen this car."

"Is there monitoring in the factory?"

"It used to be. But...after the factory was closed, there was no power here."

"Have you seen any suspicious people?"

He shook his head.Xie Lin took out the portrait painted by Zhao's father and Zhao's mother: "What about him, have you seen it?"

The little boss took the painting and looked at it carefully for a long time, then shook his head: "I really haven't seen it before."

Just as he was talking, Xu Fan yelled in their direction: "Come and see!" Seeing that the two police officers were running fast and he couldn't catch up, he folded the portrait and put it in his hand.

Ying Cheng and Xie Lin took a look and saw that the back seat of the SUV had been removed, and there was a lot of space. Xu Fan caught a small piece of debris from the gap in the car wall: "This should be fire insulation."

"Fireproof cotton? That means..."

"Yes, if it is, then there is a high probability that this car is a tool for disposing of corpses. But I can't give you a definite answer right now. Further inspection is necessary. I will bring the car back to the Municipal Bureau."

"Row."

Xu Fan handed over the car to the forensic person to take it away, and entered the factory by himself, only glanced at it, and immediately sighed helplessly: "Boss, you shouldn't be responsible for this sanitation, right?"

The little boss poked his head in and was too shocked to speak.Obviously nothing in the factory has been moved, but it has been scrubbed clean, and the ground looks like it has been waxed, and it can even reflect light.Needless to say, of course nothing could be found.

"This... this is definitely not the case. I haven't been in for several months!"

Xu Fan met their eyes and quickly raised his hand: "Needless to say, I will do my best."

The little boss saw him take out all kinds of tools and instruments from the treasure chest in a serious manner, and stuttered again in fright: "This... Could it be that the idiot really died in my factory?"

Xie Lin patted him on the shoulder reassuringly: "Don't be nervous, we'll check it out first."

But in fact, in terms of "X"'s behavior, even if this factory is the real scene of the first crime, it is impossible to leave traces.

The fact is that the forensic team was busy and did not find any DNA or fingerprints. Although the deceased had a blow wound on the head, the scene did not even produce any luminol test.

Apart from that car and that little fire cotton, there was indeed nothing to gain from this business.

-

After tossing for a long time, the physically and mentally exhausted boss finally walked home alone.

The house is cold and dark, with no popularity, only a black and white photo of a delicate young girl hangs on the wall of the living room.

He felt exhausted like never before, and being involved in a murder case inexplicably made him so irritable that he sat down and never wanted to get up again.

His wife was paralyzed on the bed, and he was calling him over and over again in the back room with a weak voice. He really didn't have the strength to pay attention to it. Love had already been exhausted, and what never left was his sense of responsibility as a man. However, the calling didn't stop, but became more Stubbornly echoed in this home with four walls.

He finally couldn't sit still, restrained his impatience and walked into the back room: "What's wrong?"

The wife raised her hand with difficulty, and pointed to a suitcase next to the bed: "Box, box, money!"

"What did you say?"

"Open it, go, open it!"

The little boss had to take the box hard