slip through the net [criminal investigation]

He showed great interest: "That's not sure, if you get blood on your clothes like the last deceased, it won't be so beautiful."

Shoes are no more than clothes. Anyway, if they are inside, they will not be visible if they are dirty. At least in terms of appearance, this is still an almost perfect "work of art".

Xie Lin's hair was about to grow up, and he rubbed his hands up and down to feel the temperature around him dropped by ten degrees: "Don't, don't! Can you always describe it as beautiful? My skin is getting goosebumps, what's wrong with it? , arranged like this?"

Cao Ming was even happier. In his opinion as a forensic doctor, the scene really had a strange beauty.

"Anyway, you can tell that this is a corpse throwing, so I won't say more. The corpse was not completely cooled when I came here. According to the current temperature, it is estimated that the time of death is within two hours. I will do it when I go back. Take a drug test to see if it's a city that never sleeps."

At the end, he glanced at Ying Cheng again, and said meaningfully: "If so, then this case will be even more interesting."

Resignation was written all over Ying Cheng's face, feeling his head was getting bigger, and he raised his hand against the throbbing temples: "Don't remind me, get this corpse away quickly, I'm in a panic."

He couldn't wait any longer, rubbed his hands together and said "Okay", and put the corpse into the body bag himself.

"Is this a headache? Not yet, the strange thing is more than that..." Xu Fan squatted beside him, pointing to the bracelet on the corpse, "This bracelet alone costs more than 5 yuan."

He almost broke his voice: "How much?"

Xu Fan nodded at him: "Yes, that's right, it's 15. And it's more than that, the emeralds on the earrings are real, the pearls on the neck are real, even the cheongsam he's wearing is real silk, and those high-heeled shoes are also real." Genuine leather, famous brand. This outfit is conservatively estimated to be worth upwards of [-]."

He clicked his tongue: "Didn't she bear a debt of more than 400 million yuan? Where did you get so many treasures?"

"These treasures are not hers. I compared them. Her outfit is full of stolen goods. It was just reported as lost last week."

"Where are the thieves?"

"I didn't catch it. The owner of that family doesn't come back often. It was last week when I found out that it was stolen. I don't know when it was actually lost."

"No other stolen items?"

"Yes. I lost a lot of cash, jewelry, designer bags, etc., so I'm not sure if I just stole this outfit or just bought a complete set of stolen goods. And I scanned them all, and there is no trace of fingerprints left, except It is basically useless other than giving it back to others.”

Ying Cheng paused for a while: "Then I'll have someone check the stolen goods again to see if I can get the thief out. Where's the murder weapon?"

Xu Fan shook his head: "I didn't find it, but I found other things."

"what?"

He walked to the corner and lifted the white cloth vigorously, only to see that under the cover of the white cloth was a complete set of furniture that was exactly the same as that of Box 203 in Jindu!

Those used teacups and wine bottles were even politely packed in a cardboard box, right on the discarded tea table!

Ying Cheng's eyes widened, and he held it in for a long time, but couldn't hold it back, and uttered "Damn it".

Xie Lin couldn't help answering: "This case...is too..."

He can't even find an adjective for a while.

"I'll bet you a meal, this is definitely the batch of furniture that Zheng Yuanfeng threw away."

"I'll bet you again, the fingerprints of Feng Xiaoyue, the deceased, and Zheng Yuanfeng will definitely be found on these furniture."

Xu Fan was noncommittal, bent down and picked out a small USB flash drive from under the carton where the glass bottle was squatting: "I have something better, do you think this is the surveillance camera we lost in Room 203?"

Now, even Xie Lin couldn't help scolding "Damn", and remembered the adjective: "This case is too weird. You think it's difficult for us to investigate, so did you send the evidence to us?"

He shook his head and smiled: "I suddenly have a feeling that we'd better not look down."

Ying Cheng also smiled, it was the kind of disdainful and ruffian smirk that reveals his personal characteristics, when he smiled, Xu Fan suddenly felt that the misty cloud that lingered in his heart that made him breathless dissipated up.

I saw him pointing to the ground behind him: "Take some mud and go back and compare it with the mud on Ma Sheng's back."

"No way……"

Zheng Yuanfeng threw Ma Sheng's body out just to avoid getting involved with him, so how could he throw away the USB drive, furniture and body in one place?

Isn't this rushing people to check him?

Ying Cheng strolled towards Lao Zhang, implying something: "Not necessarily. What if... the one who threw the body wasn't Zheng Yuanfeng?"

Xu Fan shuddered, paused, and honestly asked the forensics to pick up all the "garbage" together.

"Uncle Zhang, are there any witnesses?"

As soon as Lao Zhang beckoned, a colleague from the sub-bureau brought a cleaner: "There are no witnesses, but the first reporter is there."

The uncle cleaner was obviously terrified by the weird scene and the "beautiful" corpse. He held the broom tightly in his hand, his limbs were stiff, as if he was about to fight to the death with unknown dangers at any time, and the bright orange work clothes set off his lips even more. Pale and pale, he didn't dare to come over until the body was put into the body bag, muttering "I'm scared to death" repeatedly.

Xie Lin had gentle eyes, and gave him a bottle of water: "Don't be afraid, uncle, there are so many policemen here, did you call the police?"

He pursed his lips and almost cried, stuttering a little with fright: "What do you call this? It's too scary. It's the first day I work here. It's still not light in the morning. Let me I caught up with a dead person, and I still died like this, thanks to my good heart, but it scared me to death... scared to death."

"It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid, I still have a question to ask you, you haven't touched this scene or anything nearby, have you?"

"How dare I! I'm almost scared out of my soul!"

"Have you encountered any unusual situations, such as sneaky and strange people?"

The uncle pointed at the packing site in front of him: "This is abnormal enough..."

Xie Lin choked and coughed lightly: "That is to say, when you saw it, was the scene like this?"

"I don't know, it's not the first time I saw it."

Ying Cheng sharply raised his head: "Who discovered that?"

"A beggar, whose hair was almost to the waist, grabbed me and told me that there was a dead person in front of me and asked me to call the police, and then ran away."

——Jiang Huan!

It is him again!

This time the decibel was raised again: "Where did you go?"

The uncle was frightened by him, tremblingly raised his hand and pointed to the side, Ying Cheng called out "Qin Yile", and ran after him, Qin Yile reacted quickly, Lao Zhang also chased him out.

Xie Lin hurriedly shouted "Don't chase" from behind, it has been a long time, the person has already run away, where else can he go to chase!

But these three people rushed out all of a sudden, and didn't listen at all, so he had no choice but to turn around and drag his colleagues from the sub-bureau to find the nearest surveillance.

Ying Cheng didn't run a few steps before he came across a fork in the road. He was catching up with the morning rush hour. At the fork, all kinds of small e-donkeys and pedestrians crowded together, and the annoying horns sounded one after another. He looked up and saw a surveillance camera above his head. , pointing straight to the right.

If he ran to the right, he would definitely be caught by surveillance cameras. Jiang didn't want to be in touch with the police. He has strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities and is familiar with the road in this area. He will definitely run to places that are not monitored!

So he turned around and went in the opposite direction, but this road encountered a fork again, but one side was blocked by several large trash cans, Yingcheng subconsciously wanted to run to the other side, but was stopped by Qin Yile: "Captain! "

When he turned around, he saw Qin Yile pointing at the bottom of the trash cans. The trash cans were dirty on the outside, but the bottom was clean. Looking at the corner of the wall, there was a pool of stains left by the trash cans for a long time. I deliberately moved these trash cans to block the way, and couldn't help but curse: "This damn Jiang Huan!"

Although Lao Zhang is getting old, his legs and feet are used to chasing thieves and pickpockets. He is faster than Qin Yile, barely able to keep up with Ying Cheng, pointing forward: "Ying team! There is an unfinished building ahead, This is the only place where people can hide!"

Ying Cheng kept up with Lao Zhang while pointing backwards with two fingers. Qin Yile knew it well, took a deep breath, and dodged to outflank the back door.

The dark alley was very quiet, almost no one was there. Lao Zhang's voice just now was obviously too loud. As soon as Ying Cheng stepped into the bad building, he saw a figure running towards the other end of the bad building—it was Jiang Huan!

"Jiang Huan! Stop! Police!"

How could Jiang know how to listen? He lived in this rotten building for a long time, and he knew all the stairs clearly. Then he turned his head and headed towards the back door, but Qin Yile outflanked him upstairs in time and blocked him one after the other. He looked at Ying Cheng in front and Qin Yile in the back. Yile, holding the PSP tightly in his hand, stepped back to the edge step by step.

Ying Cheng quickly stopped and gave Qin Yile a wink: "Jiang is careful! This is the fourth floor! Come in!"

The rotten building has been demolished in sevens and eights, and there is no cover at the edge, leaving only a fragmented frame. Jiang even glanced down, and then turned to Ying Cheng to emphasize again: "Officer Ying, I said ,I am not a bad guy."

He glanced at Qin Yile behind and took the opportunity to move forward step by step: "Okay, okay, I believe you, you come over here first, come over and say, it's too dangerous."

Jiang held the PSP tightly to his chest, glanced down again, and suddenly said with a smile: "Officer Ying, goodbye."

The voice just fell