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

So here comes the question? Assuming that Wu Huanyu was really the one who moved the corpse and tried to kill Su Ran, then how did she know that the coffin on the top of the building was Zheng Chengxuan's corpse and follow her?It is said that??It's impossible to install a wiretapping device.

"I said? How many times do you have to come here every day before you are willing?" Suddenly, the small door of the rooftop was pushed open, and a fat man with a big belly and smooth water came out from behind the door.

Wen Xichun remembered him, the general manager of the Allen Hotel, the one who scolded Zheng Chengxuan to die? He didn't know how to find a place to die?

The person in charge pointed to Vacheron Constantin on his wrist, and raised his brows to look like a villain:

"Officer, I'm different from those of you who only get a few thousand yuan a month. My Allen Hotel is not a police station. You run here when you're happy. You don't dare to enter the door when you see the guests. In my life "Do you still want to do it? Do you know how much money I lose in one minute because of you?"

Wen Xichun sneered: "Are the guests in your house so afraid of the police? They dare not enter the house when they see the police? I can't think of any other reason except that they have ghosts in their hearts."

The fat person in charge rolled his eyes and waved his hands impatiently: "It's worth it, check it out quickly, don't affect my business. I just opened this hotel not long ago, so don't it get dirty before I return? .”

This person is still babbling, making it clear? Mean? To the police.Yeah, so what if the gang of policemen are so capable, why don't they just take that point to death in a month? Salary, grandson who can't even afford a house in the end.

"Everyone push the lid of the coffin away. I want to look inside again." Yao Jingrong, who stood on the side studying the coffin the whole time, finally made a noise, and the topic skipped halfway, as if he wasn't interested in participating in the quarrel just now.

"I said? Ancestor, you can calm down!" The fat person in charge wailed, and followed him with his big belly, "I said? How many times do you have to open this coffin to be satisfied? Don't Broken? My feng shui! Is this how your Chief Chen educates his subordinates?"

When it came to excitement, the person in charge even brought out the former director of the bureau, Chen, to put pressure on everyone.

Unfortunately, the news from them was too slow. Lao Chen retired three years ago. There is only one old man who is more serious than them.

The police officers ignored them, and when they were like air, a group of people worked together to push the coffin lid aside for the nth time.

Yao Jingrong leaned over, his eyes firmly locked on the edge of the coffin board.

Fingers wearing rubber gloves touched it slowly, and the delicate eyebrows gradually stretched: "I see? There is only one person who transferred the corpse."

People from the special case team gathered around? Going up, even the general manager of the hotel couldn't help but followed up to find out.

At the position touched by the fingertips, there are several circular small holes with a diameter of one centimeter. These small holes are in groups of two, and there are eight groups in total. However, because the relief patterns on the Huanghuali coffin are too complicated, it is difficult to ?Easy to be overlooked.

And there are fine brown bits of debris stuck around the holes, sort of like some kind of rope texture?.

In addition, one corner of the coffin lid showed obvious bump marks, indicating that the person who moved the coffin lid did not have enough strength to put it in place, so there was a bump.

Wen Xichun looked at him silently, his head started to run wildly.

What artifacts are these circular holes made of?How did a person, and possibly a woman, use these round holes to push such a heavy coffin lid and move the corpse?

"I have seen this kind of round hole traces in art exhibitions before. It is a thickened nail gun. It was originally used to nail some huge works of canvas. It is also common on some special construction sites. The nails that come out are originally rectangular, standing up like a bridge, with fixed points on both sides, so there will be such groups of small holes." Yao Jingrong raised his hand and gestured.

"As long as one side of the thick hemp rope is fixed with a long needle shot by a nail gun, the person stands on the other side to assist the manpower to push forward—"

Everyone was still confused: "Even if it is pulling at one end and pushing at the other, who is pulling at the other end, and it needs a lot of strength."

"It doesn't take much effort. You can even say that you don't need people at all." After touching the control panel of the water tank, Wen Xichun, who had been silent all this time, recalled the scene when the body was found on the night of the crime, and he suddenly understood everything. up?.

At that time, how did the worker tell the lid of the water tank to open after he climbed up the side of the water tank? You must know that the weight of the lid of the water tank far exceeds the weight of the coffin lid. He didn’t pay attention at the time, and the worker seemed to only press the switch. , the water tank lid will automatically open to one side.

There is also a handle device on the lid of the water tank, as long as one end of the rope is tied to the handle, and the other end is nailed to the side of the coffin with a long length, press the switch on the water tank to control the lid of the water tank, and when the lid of the water tank is opened, tie it to the handle. The rope in the hand pulls the coffin lid, and the person on the other side of the coffin lid only needs a little help——

In this way, even a person without the strength to restrain a chicken can push the coffin lid away, and then use the same method to transfer the corpse into the water tank.

It was about the right time, the corpse began to swell in the water tank, and the strange smell came out along the water flow, did Su Ran notice it? It was strange, and with Su Ran's inquisitive personality, he must investigate to the end.

When the unrecognizable corpses were salvaged, the only ones who could be identified were the unique pair of love pendants designed by Su Ran herself.

Due to family pressure, Su Ran may not be brave enough to fight against the real estate leader, so in marriage she can only choose to compromise and give up her beloved.

Because she knew very well in her heart, even if she married Zheng Chengxuan in the end? then break.

Lian Qinian and Su Ran have known each other since childhood. The first time they saw this elegant and well-behaved girl, they were deeply attracted by her. When they were young, Lian Qinian often pestered his father that he hoped to marry Su Ran's sister when he grew up. Well, my father naturally wished for it. The marriage between the jewelry giant and the real estate leader must surely skyrocket in the future. Maybe all the private companies in the country will be controlled by them.

But after growing up, after seeing all kinds of women, the Su Ran who regarded her as a goddess in her heart has long been compared to these women. After growing up, she is very boring and always looks With a look of great bitterness and deep hatred, I feel aggrieved to be under the same roof as her.

But my father wanted to marry their family by himself, but it was just a woman? It didn't mean that after marriage, he couldn't look for him again. With this kind of mentality, Lian Qinian agreed without hesitation? This marriage, It doesn't matter who you marry anyway.

"Then what is the purpose of this person transferring the body? It's because of a feud with Su Ran? Do you want her to witness the tragic death of her ex-boyfriend in this way?" Huang Jiu glanced at the water tank, "Let the whole hotel follow Drinking corpse water, why do I feel that I have a problem with him? It’s actually the fat person in charge who has a problem.”

The fat person in charge doesn't seem to have a clear understanding of his own tonnage, and he doesn't even realize that others are talking about them.

"Then, fat person in charge, can you please explain what's going on? How did the fact that there was a coffin on the roof of your building leak out?" Wen Xichun turned his head and stared at the fat person in charge.

"That's right, the fat person in charge, and the spoiled food on the roof of your hotel, let's explain together." Yao Jingrong also teased.

"You guys are really rude. We are here to investigate the case. We should at least add 'Sir?' when addressing others, right, Mr. Fat?." Yun Muyao pretended to blame.

It’s not about taking him? It’s just for fun, just because the fat person in charge said, “How can you understand how much money we make every day when you get thousands of dollars a month? It’s not easy for people who fight for gold to make money.” That's right.

"Police, police officer..." Seeing three policemen with an average height of 185+ (dragged by Wen Xichun?) surrounded by a group, with shadows in front of them, I could only see The expression of the three people's smiles is not clear, and the fat person in charge finally "confessed".

"Actually, let me tell you the truth, this person's death? Has nothing to do with me... Well, it actually has a little relationship, but it's definitely not! I didn't kill it! He? He? Volunteered!" The three of them frightened them so much that they barely thought through their brains, and the person in charge planned to recruit them all.

The three of them looked at each other, and Wen Xichun raised his hand to invite Huang Jiu to take notes.

"What is voluntary, you say? I understand."

"That's right, that's right, I hired a Feng Shui master before? Ask him about the superior position of the coffin. He? Just say? Tell me something else, which is much more useful than just placing these two coffins."

"He? Said? There should be two corpses in the coffin, and it's voluntary. They can't be corpses that he killed or were framed to carry resentment. It's like... raise a ghost, say? The two corpses can ward off evil spirits, and bless me to make a fortune..." The more the person in charge said, the lower his voice.

"So Zheng Chengxuan was found by you, and he willingly took poison to drive away evil spirits for you?" Wen Xichun felt that this matter was simply a fantasy.

"Yes, no! I paid a huge price, one can cost millions." The person in charge tried to explain.

"From what you mean, it's not just this one?" Wen Xichun raised his eyebrows, and his hands were already groping for the handcuffs around his waist.

"Yes..." The person in charge twisted his face like a seasoned old bitter gourd, "But they really did it voluntarily. In the coffin on the roof of Building B over there is a migrant worker who went to work in the city. The family is in urgent need of money, and there is no way to go? This road, this Zheng Chengxuan is also, the old father has uremia, and the younger sister has to spend money to go to school. With him? He doesn’t even have a serious job? He doesn’t even have a bank? Loan They can't get a loan."

Hearing this kind of thing, how many people were present? They were all a little embarrassed. I used to hear people say that people can be killed by money?There is always a solution to moving bricks and selling blood, but in fact, it really can. Once you have nowhere to go, you can only go down the road of no return.

Not everyone has a strong body, and not everyone has the right to education, life is very hard, and comfort can only be reserved for the dead, just like those lying in the morgue now Zheng Chengxuan, you can't feel anything when you close your eyes? You can't feel it. Only the old father and sister can bear the pain.

Therefore, Zheng Chengxuan, who knew this well, knelt down to the sky before he died, hoping that the living would forgive him for his impulsive recklessness.

He, who has never read a book, knows how important reading is. It is the only way to change his life for a poor family like them. So when his younger sister asked to drop out of school to work because of his father's serious illness, Zheng Chengxuan only told She, she only needs to study hard and leave the rest to him.

100 million, enough to treat my father and pay my sister to finish college. This is the only thing my stupid and incompetent self can do for my family.

Xiao Liu stood aside and silently listened to the unskilled language organization of the fat person in charge. His eyes gradually became moist. He quietly took off his glasses and hid aside to wipe his eyes.

Even the person in charge of the fat said that he couldn't help but get red when he got emotional. His eyes: "Actually, a corpse can be up to hundreds of thousands, right?

"Then you are really a great benevolent person who can help the world by hanging pots. You? Put gold on your face? Say? Say? Look, who have you told about this matter?"

Wen Xichun doesn’t like this. If you really feel sorry for him, you should persuade him to live well, and you can still apply for social subsidies and private fundraising. Indeed, in Wen Xichun’s opinion, this is the most stupid thing road.

"Just..." The person in charge stuttered again, "Just the people on the board of directors, my parents, my sister... the Filipino maid next door, and..."

The way he? took? his own chubby hands to count carefully made one couldn't help but want to punch him? Knocked down to the ground.

"Where's the second wife?"

"Didn't the mistress say that?" The person in charge almost didn't hesitate to say it. After saying it, he felt that it was inappropriate, and immediately changed his words, "There is no mistress. I can learn from the whole world with my wholehearted dedication to my wife."

"You can put it down, your mistress has been in and out of the hotel in public? She's still pretending!" Huang Jiu slammed the notebook, "What did you say? How true or false is it?"

Being scolded for nothing? The person in charge cleared his throat, glanced at the attendant behind him, and said in a low voice, "Officer, let's talk about this matter in another place."

"Let's just say it here, isn't there a lesson to be devoted to your wife?" Wen Xichun sneered.

These bloody policemen are aggressive, when I get out, I must find someone to deal with them!

The person in charge reluctantly put on a wry smile, and gave it all up with a slap in the face?:

"Let me just say it? Well, I'm out. Bread. I have a little lover. But men, aren't they all like this? It's just a joke. But police officer, it's not illegal for me to have a mistress, right? Don't worry about it."

Wen Xichun didn't lift his eyes, his eyes were always on Huang Jiu's record book: "It is not illegal, and we have nothing to do with it, but now after our analysis, we must find all the relevant personnel who know about this matter and investigate one by one. , it's about human life, I hope you understand."

The last four "hope you understand" sounds very polite, but how much?

The fat person in charge nodded, pretending to be "I'm convinced?" on his face, but in his heart he scolded these dead? The police? Thousands of times.

"Your name, age and place of origin."

"Wang Dali, forty to three years old, local."

Wen Xichun nodded, and continued to ask without raising his eyes: "My lover's name, age and place of origin."

The person in charge hesitated for a long time, finally? Reluctantly said:

"Wu Huanyu, twenty? Come on, from Linxing."

Recording action? Stopping suddenly, Wen Xichun raised his head mechanically.

Shock is like a stone thrown into a lake, causing ripples to expand circle by circle——