Evidence hunting forensic 4 unsolved case code

"How is Yingjie?"

After getting off the rental car and rushing into the emergency room, Lin Dong grabbed Yang Kelin who was guarding the emergency room, and what he saw made him feel his legs go weak—Yang Kelin's clothes and trousers were stained with blood, his face and hands There was also a lot of blood on the bed. According to Southwind's experience, Wen Yingjie's bleeding volume exceeded one liter.

Yang Kelin froze for a few seconds, moved his eyeballs dully, and began to cry: "...I'm sorry... Team Lin... I... I... I should go in with him..."

"Now is not the time to talk about that! Where is he hurt?" Lin Dong quickly pinched a doctor who had just come out of the emergency room before he finished speaking, "Doctor! I'm Wen Yingjie's colleague, he is now what's the situation?"

"Oh, that one was just delivered, right?" The doctor tilted his head and gestured towards the emergency room. "He lost a lot of blood and his temperature was high. He has already asked the blood bank to adjust the blood, and he will send it here immediately."

"He has chronic lymphocytic leukemia!"

Lin Dong deliberately told the other party——I didn't expect Yang Kelin to explain Wen Yingjie's past medical history clearly to the doctor. After all, he had never experienced such a thrilling situation. It seems that his brain has become numb. Fortunately, he notified the relevant personnel in time to protect him. on site.

"The doctor with the car said it, and we also contacted his previous attending doctor and asked about his medication. Fortunately, no arteries were injured, and his life is not in danger for the time being. We just need to see when the blood will stop," the doctor said. He said, looking down at Lin Dong's hand on his arm, "Officer, please don't delay my work."

Lin Dong immediately withdrew his hand and nodded apologetically.At this time, a uniformed police officer in his fifties came by, invited him aside, and asked, "Are you the leader of Police Officer Wen?"

"I'm the head of the unsolved case team, Lin Dong." Restraining his mixed emotions, Lin Dong politely extended his hand.

"My family, my surname is also Lin, and I'm the director of the Dongpu District Police Station where the crime happened." Director Lin shook hands with him, with a solemn expression: "Leader Lin, it's like this. There is a male corpse at the scene. The police officer said that he is the target suspect of your group, called Sun Yongping. I have verified the identity information of the deceased. It is indeed Sun Yongping, but it is not clear what exactly happened, but this case has been reported to the Municipal Bureau The case is closed, and the follow-up investigation will be in their charge, with our assistance."

Lin Dong didn't want to be polite, and asked bluntly, "What's the situation with the deceased?"

Director Lin raised his hand and gestured on his neck: "He was killed with a knife, his throat was cut, and blood sprayed all over the corridor."

"???????"

Hearing this, Lin Dong suddenly felt that his heart was firmly grasped by an invisible hand—could it be...Long Xian?Sun Yongping is also related to the White Rose case?

After pondering for a moment, he asked, "Based on your experience, how did the murderer commit the crime?"

Generally speaking, to be able to be the director of a criminal investigation department must have worked in the criminal investigation department for at least a few years and made a lot of contributions.Although Director Lin seemed to have an indifferent personality, he couldn't hide the sharpness in his eyes.

Director Lin said cautiously: "The deceased fell on the corner of the stairs on the second and third floors. The murderer should have attacked the deceased from behind, because if it was from the front, the carotid artery bleeding would spray the murderer all over, but the blood splatter mode does not support frontal occlusion." possibility."

Nodding, Lin Dong continued to ask, "Is there surveillance in the corridor?"

"Dongpu is full of self-built houses waiting to be demolished. Even the voice-activated lights in the corridors are broken. Where is the monitoring?" Director Lin frowned and shook his head. The roads are blocked by private construction by residents, there are thousands of rental houses, and there is a huge floating population. We haven't finished this round of investigation, and those who have been investigated before have changed their tenants. Alas, they say that our It is a paradise for fugitives, but after vigorous rectification and management, there has not been such a major vicious criminal case in years..."

He complained about him, but Lin Dong's mind was drawing the scene of the crime—according to the previous investigation, Sun Yongping lived on the third floor. If Long Xian was the murderer, then the victim must not do anything when he went up the stairs, because Sun Yongping lived on the third floor. Yong Ping is 1.7 meters five, while Long Xian is only about 1.7 meters tall, the height difference is one or two steps, and it is difficult to wipe the opponent's neck from behind.

—Then why not do it on the first floor?There are no residents on the first floor, and it is close to the street, so it is convenient to escape after making a move.And even if it was a professional killer, how could he not arouse the other party's vigilance if he followed the victim at such a close distance?

Suddenly, Lin Dong interrupted Director Lin's eloquence: "The murderer is chasing the dead."

"What?" The conversation was suddenly cut off, Director Lin almost flicked his tongue.

"It's nothing, I'm talking to myself." Lin Dong raised his hand to signal that he doesn't have to pay attention to his own words.What is the specific situation, the answer will be known when Du Haiwei and the others finish extracting the shoe prints.

At this time, from the corner of my eye, I saw the nurse pushing the car with the blood bag into the emergency room. Lin Dong hurriedly turned around and chased after him, exploring the situation inside through the open and closed door—two white coats covered the gurney on which Wen Yingjie was lying. He stopped, and from the gap between them, he could see a pale, blood-stained hand hanging down feebly.

At the same time, he discovered a strange point - Wen Yingjie clenched his fists tightly, unable to lift his arms.

"Yangzi." Lin Dong turned his head.

Yang Kelin was also looking inside, when he heard Lin Dong calling himself, he straightened his back instinctively: "Here!"

"What was the situation?"

"Uh...that...at that time...at that time..." Yang Kelin stammered a few times, then cleared his throat subconsciously: "That's right, at 11:30, we followed Sun Yongping to Dongpu, where the road is too It was so narrow that the car couldn't get in, so Yingjie and I got out of the car and continued to follow. It was about [-] meters away from his building, so we stopped following for fear of being discovered...then...then waited It took about ten minutes. It was Yingjie who found out that the light in Sun Yongping’s room was not on. He felt a little strange and asked me to stay where he was. He went over to take a look, and then I waited for another ten minutes. He went in and never came out again. , No one answered the phone, I felt that something might have happened at that time, so hurry up... run over quickly..."

He swallowed hard, his expression becoming more and more frustrated: "There is no light in the stairs, I tripped when I was climbing the stairs, and when I got up, I realized that I tripped on Yingjie's leg... He seemed to have been knocked out, and he was still alive." Injured, bleeding profusely, I was... I was frightened and stupid... It wasn't until the other residents in the building came out that I found that Sun Yongping had also died in the stairwell..."

After some consideration, Lin Dong asked, "While you were waiting for Yingjie outside, did you not see anyone coming out of the building?"

Yang Kelin shook his head firmly.

Slightly shifting his gaze, Lin Dong frowned and stared at the re-closed door of the emergency room—it seemed that Wen Yingjie and the murderer met at the scene of the crime, so they were knocked out and injured. Wen Yingjie should have revealed his identity at that time, and the other party knew He is a policeman, so he didn't kill him. He also knew that Wen Yingjie would not come alone. After dealing with the people in the way, he didn't choose to leave through the main entrance of the self-built building, but jumped out of the window or climbed onto the roof to escape.

More and more evidence points to Long Xian, he can do it, after all, he didn't hesitate to climb the eighth floor with bare hands.

A thought flashed through his rapidly spinning brain, he turned back and pressed the doorbell of the emergency room, and the door just opened a crack and immediately squeezed in sideways.The doctor who was resuscitating turned around when he heard the sound, saw a rash family member coming in, and immediately reprimanded: "Who let you in? Didn't see that this is resuscitating! Get out!"

"Police! Evidence collection!"

Lin Dong quickly showed his ID, ignored the doctor's accusation and hurried to the equipment cart.He grabbed an individually packaged sterile cotton swab, tore it open, squatted down to the side of the gurney, and forcefully opened Wen Yingjie's still clenched fist in a coma, scraping out a smear of dark red from between his blood-soaked nails.

"What are you doing?" Seeing the policeman disregarding the safety of the injured, the doctor panicked and pulled and pushed the person out, "Blood transfusion is about to begin! Can you please stop making trouble!"

He only came here to take a look at Wen Yingjie's pale face covered by an oxygen mask, and Lin Dong was thrown out of the emergency room. After he came out, he immediately asked Yang Kelin: "Hurry up, go to the blood test department and borrow a sterile tube." .”

Yang Kelin was still in a dazed state: "Why...why do you want that?"

Lin Dong held up the cotton swab that had just scraped off the blood, with a firm expression——

"Yingjie scratched the murderer, so even if he couldn't speak, he kept clenching his fists, just to preserve the evidence."

TBC

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