God of unknown origin, please don't ask [criminal investigation]

Hearing the word "Su Ran", Zheng's father and younger sister were both stunned for a moment, and then looked at each other strangely.

"Huang Jiu, you? Come over and make a record for the family of the deceased, and I? Go? Go to the scene."

In fact, Wen Xichun was just talking and doing things according to the rules, but when the two of them heard the word "dead", no matter how they planned to pretend to be strong in front of outsiders before coming, they still broke their defenses irresistibly.

"Brother woo woo..." The little girl rubbed her eyes, and her knuckles became dizzy.

The old father gently patted the younger sister's back, trying to comfort her, but accidentally, tears still flowed down slowly along the gully formed by years of wind and frost on his face.

Wen Xichun looked at them, with mixed feelings in his heart.

The reason why I wanted to be a police officer at first was very simple. It was for my sister. But the police, especially the police with serious and important cases, have seen all kinds of life, and seen too many tears and collapses. I once negatively believed that the world would not be good, it just rotted and stinks day by day.

But when the lights were off, the deceased could not use his own mouth to express his grievances. Thinking of the family members of the deceased who did not get the truth in the end crying and fainting in the police station, I felt that maybe I could still hold on.

Just now? Wen Xichun, who was in a hurry to call the police, stood silently in front of the father and daughter.

After a long while, he slowly committed himself, seriously looked at the father and daughter who had lost the breadwinners of the family, and said softly:

"Believe me, we will definitely find out who killed Zheng Chengxuan."

When Zheng Chengxuan's younger sister heard these words, she suddenly stood up from the chair and faced Wen Xichun with tears in her eyes.

After a long time, she suddenly knelt down in front of Wen Xichun, put her hands on the ground, and knocked her head hard:

"Thank you, we have troubled you."

The sentence "I'm sorry for you", revealed a little helplessness, and Wen Xichun felt a little astringent when he heard it.

He recruited Huang Jiu: "Arrange a temporary residence for the father and daughter, try to collect some money from colleagues, and help the two survive the difficulties first."

After speaking, he was the first to take out five hundred-yuan notes from his pocket and handed them to Huang Jiu.

The salary of the police is not high, and the monthly rent is a big expense. Without the 500 yuan, they can only live on instant noodles before the next payday, and they have to be in bags.

The police car Ula Ula passed through the downtown area, crossed the long?long?sea-crossing bridge, and finally stopped in front of the villa area.

At this time, a group of residents watching the excitement had already surrounded the place, and several layers of cordon had been set up. All the police officers from the Criminal Investigation Division and the Forensic Medicine Division were called to the scene.

After all, this case was a bit exaggerated. The one who died was the only son of a well-known boss in the business world, and similarly, his wife disappeared.

"Recently? I don't feel very peaceful. I heard that two days ago, a body was found in the water tank on the roof of the Ellen Hotel, and someone was killed today."

"I don't know if they are all the police? What are they doing for food, or are they dead? They are out of town? They are here for vacation. This is great. Who will dare to come to Huiyuan in the future."

The crowd whispered and pointed their finger at the police officers who were ineffective in handling the case.

Anyway, it's not like this kind of talk? It's the first time I heard it, and Wen Xichun got used to it. Ignoring the two aunts with teapot-like mouths, he lifted the cordon and got in.

A bunch of police officers have already come to the villa, busy taking photos for on-site investigation, and Yun Muyao is among them, standing aside with folded arms looking very leisurely, chatting with a few local residents.

Like a traditional crime scene, the house was in a mess, the furniture was tilted, and the curtains were torn down. It looked like it had experienced a fierce battle.

Half of the tropical fish tank in a corner of the living room was also broken, and there was a pool of water stains on the floor, with several corpses of tropical fish lying in the middle.

Wen Xichun looked up and saw a long trail of blood stains extending from the second floor to the living room on the first floor.

The place where the body was found was also very strange, not in the bedroom, not in the bathroom, but in the kitchen.

"what's the situation."

Looking at Lian Qinian lying in the shape of a "big" on the kitchen floor, Wen Xichun asked.

Yao Jingrong was concentrating on examining the body of the deceased when he heard a familiar voice and immediately raised his head:

"Died from a fatal wound caused by a sharp object at the end. The surface of the trace is about [-] cm. It is speculated that it is a stabbing tool with an edge of [-] cm. The arc of the stop edge is small, and the line of the trace is thick. Before that, there were no other open wounds on the body surface, the palms and feet were clean, the clothes were neat and wrinkle-free, and there were no signs of struggle before death."

Wen Xichun nodded thoughtfully. He turned around and thought of the missing Su Ran: "Who is the missing Su Ran? What's going on?"

"No one has seen her, and there is no her body in the house, but the bloodstains dragged from the second floor to the first floor are not consistent with the bloodstains even in the kitchen, including the drying of the bloodstains. Even Qi Nian died within [-] to [-] hours, but judging from the dryness of the dragged blood, it was probably within [-] to [-] hours."

"That is to say, it is possible that even Qi Nian was killed first, and Su Ran may also be killed in the next four hours or so."

"I? Suggest you? Go? Take a look on the second floor." Yao Jingrong sighed softly, "Maybe it's more cruel than you? Imagined."

Hearing these words, Wen Xichun frowned, feeling a bad premonition spontaneously.

He followed the bloodstains to the second floor, and the sticky bloodstains led all the way to a certain room.

Several surveyors were already standing at the door, holding up their cameras and taking pictures of the inside of the house.

This room was even more messy. The pajamas and underwear were thrown all over the floor, the sheets were messy, and half of them were dragged to the floor. There were also blood stains on the bed, and there were still a few strands of dark brown long curly hair stuck to it.

On the other side of the pillow, there were two or three severed fingers, which looked like they were cut off by a sharp knife, but judging from the manicure pattern on the nails, it was the same as the manicure pattern on Su Ran's hand two days ago. exactly the same.

In addition, there are some milky white marks on the dark sheets.

Just looking at it, Wen Xichun understood a little bit.

It is very possible that Su Ran was brutally killed after suffering four hours of humiliation in this room, and her body was taken away with unknown intentions.

Now, it's really a matter of time.

Everyone knows that Su Jiaming loves his wife very much, but? His wife died early because of illness, leaving behind only the youngest daughter, Su Ran. All these years? Su Jiaming is holding his own daughter? Her daughter's ex-boyfriend was in an accident, and she was afraid that she would be overly sad, so she could come here overnight from [-] kilometers away with just one phone call.

If Su Jiaming knew about his daughter's horrific experience, he couldn't imagine what this father would do.

"No murder weapon was found at the scene, and their blood was not found on the knives in the kitchen. The murder weapon may have been taken away by the murderer."

"Have you checked the monitoring?"

"I plan to investigate, but the property management said that Su Ran's mood has been unstable for the past few days. She once cried and scolded at the surveillance camera in front of the villa, asking them if they were? ? Ye had no choice, so they turned off the surveillance cameras in front of their doors, and now all they can see are the main entrance, the back door, and a few surveillance cameras in the aisle."

Wen Xichun couldn't bear to stay in this room, so he turned around and went downstairs to the kitchen.

There was still a pot of soy milk boiling in the pot in the kitchen, and there was also a little bean dregs left in the juicer next to it. It seemed that "Lian Qi Nian" had an accident while cooking dinner.

Yao Jingrong packed the toolbox, stood up, looked at the corpse on the ground, and frowned slightly:

"Let's make a hypothesis now. There may be some connection between Zheng Chengxuan's case and the couple's case. In that case, who would be the person who wants all three of them to die?"

"If we talk about the person who wants both the husband and wife to die, maybe we? We can suspect that because Su Ran revealed the strange smell in the water tank and found the corpse, which caused the hotel's business to decline and its reputation to be criticized, then it must be the person who is most anxious? Hate them the most? Over there at the hotel, but if you insist on getting involved with Zheng Chengxuan, I can't figure it out, after all, Zheng Chengxuan's death is completely different from theirs, and it won't hinder the development of the hotel."

"The truth is? That's it, but Zheng Chengxuan's body appeared on the roof of the hotel, causing water pollution. Su Ran accidentally discovered this secret, which hindered the hotel's operation and caused the hotel's murderous intentions. It seems reasonable to say that .”

Wen Xichun nodded, shook his head again after a while: "So now, Zheng Chengxuan's death is the key point."

What is the most urgent thing? I should first find out the hotel owner and ask for clarification.

Back at the police station, Wenxi Chun was planning to go straight to Corey to ask how the hotel surveillance and fingerprint investigations were going, but just as he walked to the door, a black high-end sports car rushed past him like a gust of wind. Passing by, with a screeching slam on the brakes, the car slammed across the gate of the police station in such a domineering manner.

Looking at this world-limited car, Wen Xichun finally let out a long? long? sigh.

Is it time to come or? It's coming.

Sure enough, the car hadn't come to a complete stop yet, that familiar middle-aged man kicked the door hard, got out of the car aggressively and went straight to the police hall.

"Familiar face." What Yao Jingrong was talking about? Che.

Wen Xichun really didn't bother to talk to him anymore. He was still in the mood to joke around at this time, so he simply regarded him as "air" and hurriedly followed Su Jiaming into the hall.

"I? Received a call saying that my?

"Sir, please calm down for a moment. It's just that you disappeared, and you haven't confirmed that you were killed. Let's sit down and talk slowly." On the information desk in the police hall, there is a young man who just graduated from the police academy. Little boy, talking too? He didn't ask his brain very much, he just opened his mouth.

"It's just? missing?!" Su Jiaming raised half of his eyebrows, and the brows were full of sternness, "So in the eyes of you, the police, human life is the most important thing, and the missing person's life and death depend on God's will?"

"Uh...I? Not? That's what I mean."

Wen Xichun thought, why don't you go there by yourself? Let's help smooth things over.

It's just? Some things and some people, the timing of their appearance is really not coincidental.

"Well, about Zheng Chengxuan, we will often ask you about the situation in the future. We have prepared a residence for you here. Let's live here first." A policewoman next to him said softly.

"Wait? Wait? What did you say?" Su Jiaming opened his eyes angrily when he heard a certain word, and raised his eyebrows sharply.

The policewoman didn't know, so she looked at Father Zheng and then at Su Jiaming.

In a blink of an eye, a tall figure suddenly rushed over. Father Zheng, who was sitting in the original position, hadn't reacted when his whole body was lifted up, and his empty trousers were floating in the air.

"You? Are? The father of that dead dog?"

Father Zheng's cloudy eyes stared at the man in expensive clothes in front of him in a daze, his chapped lips parted, and he let out an "ah", his pupils trembled violently.

Su Jiaming is tall and big, mentioning Father Zheng is like picking up a little chicken.

He threw all his strength and threw Father Zheng out of the way.

Father Zheng was like a piece of ragged clothes, even drawing a parabola in mid-air, and then fell heavily into the corner of the wall, making a loud noise.

"Father!" Zheng Xiaomei wailed, staggered, and rushed over to help Zheng's father.

"Where did you guys hide my daughter? Tell me!"

Even the cowardly and cowardly Zheng Xiaomei, after seeing her father being treated like this, still raised her neck and bravely met the other's gaze: "You? Who is your daughter? We don't know each other, so don't take me here? Father Let it out, why not go out if you have time? Look for it!"

"You?!" Su Jiaming raised his fist and wanted to rush over again.

"Mr. Su, come here, I have some clues to tell you about your daughter Su Ran's disappearance." Wen Xichun raised his hand to strangle his wrist, his eyes were cold and indifferent.

Su Jiaming glanced at Father Zheng who was still leaning against the corner trembling in embarrassment, then at Wen Xichun, cleared his throat, knowing that he had lost his composure just now, pretended to straighten his tie, and made a "please" gesture to Wen Xichun .