Suspected death is coming

Before I reached the third floor, I heard the sound of a cello coming from the door on the left. It sounded like a beginner’s level. Fortunately, the cello didn’t have the sharp sound of the violin. Although it was out of tune, it was not so unbearable.

Yuan Che was about to knock on the door when he saw the complaining old lady who had been chatting downstairs walking up step by step, carrying some vegetables in her hand, she stopped suddenly in the middle of the walk, and looked at it in confusion. Looking at the bottom, he sighed and said, "Oh, this head, I went wrong again. Oh, it's past three o'clock, and it's almost time to get off work."

Yuan Che pouted at Ke Ran, and Ke Ran paused for a second before walking over to meet the old lady:

"Auntie, do you live on the third floor?"

"Who are you? Why do you ask this?" The old lady looked at the two people vigilantly, looking up and down.

Ke Ran hesitated slightly, reached out to touch his pocket, showed his police ID and said, "We are the police, and I want to ask you about the situation of Qu Jing and Sui Yuliang's family on the fourth floor."

The old lady widened her eyes and asked, "What's the matter? Are you finally taking care of your wife's beating?"

Ke Ran shook his head and said, "That matter is under the police's control. We are criminal police. Which floor do you live on?"

"Me? I live on the second floor. I'm out of my mind. Thinking about things, I have to go one more floor. I have to go down. Tell me. Hey, what do you criminal police do? Why is there such a commotion upstairs? ?” The old lady poked her neck and looked up, if her legs and feet were not flexible, she would probably have gone up to watch the excitement by now.

Yuan Che said with a smile, "The criminal police are in charge of criminal cases."

The old lady said: "I don't know what is formal or not. If you want me to say, something will happen in their family sooner or later. Did the man do something wrong? Hurry up and arrest them, and the two of them will be happy." Clicked."

When the old lady was speaking and panting, Ke Ran quickly interjected and said:

"I heard that Sui Yuliang always beats his wife?"

The old lady frowned and said with righteous indignation: "Isn't it? Sometimes you can hear the crying of the daughter-in-law on the second floor. Oh, that's miserable!"

Ke Ran didn't give her time to describe the details, and then asked, "Auntie, when was the last time you saw Sui Yuliang and Qu Jing?"

The old lady tilted her head and thought hard and said:

"I haven't seen that man for a long time, and woman, I have seen it in the past few days."

"Do you remember what day it was?"

"How do I remember this? My brain is not working."

"Then did you see Qu Jing yesterday?"

"It was a bad day yesterday, and my cat was at home all day."

"About four to six o'clock yesterday afternoon, did you hear any strange noises?"

"It was so windy outside yesterday afternoon, I heard the windows whining, oh, I don't know whoever unscrupulously lifted the things in the corridor of my house. I saved them for a long time. It took me a long time to stack them up. , thinking about waiting for the scrap price to increase before selling it.”

Yuan Che thought of the tall stack of plastic bags in the corridor on the second floor, and those plastic bags were all black.

"You said it was lifted, what happened at that time?"

"It's just that everything I put in the bag was poured out, and it was scattered all over the corridor. If the neighbor knocked on the door, I wouldn't know it. I am old and can't hear. Tell me who is so wicked, What's the name of my plastic bottle and can."

Yuan Che and Ke Ran glanced at each other, and Ke Ran asked uncertainly, "What do you use for plastic bottles?"

"Plastic bags are the kind used by sanitation to hold garbage. I asked for them from the sanitation that sweeps the streets, and they happily gave me a lot of them. These bottles are worth a lot of money. If the retirement salary is more, I will pay more. So I went on a trip. My son is afraid that I will get lost, how can I get lost at my age?"

Yuan Che once again interrupted the old lady's topic of going further and further away and asked, "Did this happen yesterday?"

"Yesterday? It seems to be, and it doesn't seem to be. Oh, it just happened anyway, who remembers when?"

"Does anyone in this family usually come?"

"No, I haven't heard of anyone coming."

"How's their relationship with their neighbors?"

"The girls are okay, we just nod when we meet occasionally, that man's nose has grown to the top of his head, and he looks down on people just because he looks like a man." The old lady deliberately lowered her voice and said, "I guess It means that he must have a woman outside, otherwise, why would he look down on that daughter-in-law because she looks like a sign, and she would beat someone at every turn?"

"Did you see him with women?"

"That's not true." After the old lady finished speaking, she waved her hand: "There are a few people outside who blatantly fetched them home. They are only interesting if they are sneaky. Didn't you say that a wife is worse than a concubine, and a concubine is worse than stealing. Stealing is worse than stealing. Men It's all a virtue. You see, our old man has been honest all his life, and he can take a second look when he sees a beautiful one. Well, I won't talk about it, I know this, and it's time to go back and cook for my grandson. "

"Thank you auntie."

The old lady didn't seem to hear, and walked downstairs slowly holding the handrail.

Yuan Che raised his hand again and knocked on the house on the left of the third floor. The door opened a crack, and the sound of the cello inside stopped. A woman shouted hoarsely: "Who told you to stop? Keep practicing!" A child muttered. Muttering something, the piano sounded again.

The person who opened the door was a woman in her forties. Seeing two men blocking the door, she scanned the door with blunt eyes and asked unkindly:

"Who are you?"

Yuan Che didn't speak. Looking at Ke Ran, Ke Ran blushed slightly, took out his ID from his pocket and said, "Hi, we are the police, and I want to know about the situation of the family upstairs with you."

"We don't know anything, you can ask someone else." He closed the door and added a lock.

Ke Ran pinched the ID in his hand and stared at the door in front of him, obviously he didn't expect to be rejected like this.

Yuan Che looked at Ke Ran and blinked his eyes, and couldn't help but chuckled lightly when he was blindfolded:

"Why? Do you think you can get through with a police card? There are many people who refuse to deal with the police like this. You will get used to it gradually."

"Maybe, she thought we were counterfeit." Ke Ran defended the woman, touched his face, then looked at Yuan Che's unshaven face, as if he suddenly understood, his eyes were looking up at the sky and the earth, covering up The content of my own brain.

"Perhaps. Do I not look like a decent person?"

Ke Ran grinned awkwardly and wiped the sweat from his temples.

Seeing Ke Ran's cowardly appearance, Yuan Che couldn't bear to dampen the enthusiasm of this newcomer. When he first became a criminal policeman, he could make a table full of Chinese people with all the food he ate when he was a criminal policeman. , the current captain told him directly:

"Do you understand that the people's police serve the people? Even if you break your teeth, you have to swallow it in your stomach."

It was only after working for a long time that he gradually got used to how to do the drudgery of serving the people without breaking his teeth.

They checked the situation in the two downstairs houses again, and they all said there was nothing special about it, and they all said that the wind and rain had been too heavy for the past two days, and they seemed to be deaf collectively, probably because of the confused old lady Is the only one who is not deaf.

But how much of what she said was muddled and mistaken is still open to debate.

By the time they left the building, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon. When they came out of the last house, all the people from the trace inspection department upstairs had withdrawn. They stood in the evening sun that had just cleared up, and the air was mixed with moisture. With the moist atmosphere of the soil, the summer heat seems not so strong.

Yuan Che looked around. The alley between these buildings can only be driven into a tricycle. There is still a distance of more than 50 meters from here to where they parked. The other end of the alley is demolished half There are a few workers busy in the house, and the loading and unloading trucks passing by have to make a circle to get there, and then there is a dead end, with no way to go.

He imagined the scene of Qu Jing being kidnapped in his mind and said: "A person, packed in a garbage bag, can see some human figures no matter what. It is impossible for the murderer to carry her on the street. There should be transportation. The key is that no one saw him from here to when he boarded the car."

Ke Ran looked at the messy footprints on the muddy ground washed by the rain and said:

"This may be the reason for choosing a stormy day. Even if there are people in such weather, they are all rushing to avoid the wind and rain. Who would pay attention to who is carrying what. And the rain directly washed away the traces."

Yuan Che walked towards the exit of the alley, and looked around the alley while walking:

"Therefore, the murderer is more likely to be a man. The deceased must have weighed at least ninety catties. It would be very difficult for a woman to carry this weight."

"Isn't there that kind of fitness madman on the Internet now? If it's that kind of woman, it wouldn't be too much effort for a woman who carries ninety pounds on her back."

"You think a lot. By the way, just now the old lady mentioned the black plastic bag for the bottle. Do you think it's the black plastic bag for Qu Jing?"

"If so, the murderer spent a lot of time taking plastic bags just to hold the corpse? Isn't it easy to expose himself?"

"Unless, he is confident that he will not expose himself."

The murderer really showed extraordinary confidence, and even seemed to be playing a game of cat and mouse with them.

From Yuan Che's entry into the Criminal Police Force to the present, it can't be said that he has experienced hundreds of battles, made many military exploits, and solved many cases, big or small.Otherwise, how could Chief Hu allow him to stay in the police station so arrogantly and make himself angry?

But in the cases he has handled over the years, clues are usually found at the scene of the crime, and it is easy to follow the clues.It will be more difficult for a person who commits crimes from other places, but as long as he lives in this city, there must be traces and clues, and the truth will come to light if he pursues and hunts down fiercely.

But this time, even though he had a clue, he was still in a daze. He was very concerned about that too obvious clue of disguise. He had never felt a sense of tension, and even a feeling of excitement filled his body. Excited to try.

Of course he couldn't tell Ke Ran about these thoughts, how could a rookie understand?

Yuan Che stretched his waist and walked towards the car parked by the side of the road:

"Let's go back to the bureau and see what they have found."

Before getting into the car, Yuan Che looked around carefully to make sure that there were no surveillance facilities, and then got into the car.

After the car drove out for a while, the silence in the car was awkward.

Yuan Che squinted at Ke Ran who was sitting in the passenger seat: After running around for a day, his hair was soaked with sweat, and his cheeks were probably slightly flushed due to the intense heat. The collar button was still tightly buttoned to the end on such a hot day. The one on the top sits upright, looks forward, and puts his hands on his knees. His seemingly ordinary movements appear so stiff and deliberate on him.

Even with the air conditioner on, Yuan Che couldn't help rolling up half of his sleeves to his shoulders, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

When a red light was on, Yuan Che broke the silence and asked a question that he wanted to ask since seeing Ke Ran in the morning:

"Aren't you hot dressed like this?"

Ke Ran glanced at Yuan Che hurriedly, then turned his gaze to the rear of the car in front:

"Oh, it's okay, I'm used to it."

"Habit? Don't tell me that you also wear it like this at home?" Xia Tian is able to sleep at home and never wears an extra piece of cloth.

"more or less?"

Yuan Che stared at Ke Ran's serious answering face, a little unbelievable that this person was so cruel to him: "Don't you feel bad if you dress like this from morning till night?"

Ke Ran smiled slightly and said, "I'm used to it."

"I'm really curious about how you developed this habit."

Ke Ran thought about it seriously, and said after a while: "I don't remember, it seems to be like this in my impression." He turned his head to look at the slight sweat on Yuan Che's exposed biceps, The hair on the calf that was exposed outside the knee-length shorts was tamed by sweat and stuck to the skin because of the heat, and he hurriedly turned his gaze to the rear of the car in front of him.

"Admiration!" Yuan Che didn't know what to say other than admiration. He was afraid that he couldn't help but want to get to the bottom of it. He changed his image in front of newcomers from a majestic leader to a talkative eighth woman. topic:

"How did you know that Qu Jing would walk on tiptoes at night?"

Ke Ran lowered his brows slightly, his eyes flickered here and there, and he said with some confidence: "Didn't Sui Yufeng say that Qu Jing didn't want people around her to know what she was doing, because she was afraid that Sui Xin would be pointed out by others? So I guess if Qu Jing When Jing comes back in the middle of the night, she will try her best not to make any noise, and she will be afraid of attracting the attention of the neighbors. I also noticed when they opened the door of their house just now. The doors on these floors seem to be creaking more or less, but the door of Qu Jing’s house But there is almost no sound, so even if you come back in the middle of the night, you won’t disturb the neighbors.”

"But what did the man just say? She was wearing revealing clothes? How does that explain it?"

"I'm also surprised that the secret she has been hiding so hard has been exposed so hastily. If that man is not the only one who saw it, then the whole building probably knows what Qu Jing is doing by now."

"That's not necessarily the case, although in the same building, it's not that there are people who don't know each other's existence at all. The problem now is not that she was exposed at work, but that if she was really safe the night before, the person who contacted Sui Yufeng that day would be very It may be Qu Jing herself. The time she was kidnapped can be narrowed down to the period from midnight to before she was killed. But the problem is that if she was fainted when she came home in the middle of the night, judging from the scene, the movement must be different. Small, if there is a struggle in the room at this time, upstairs and downstairs will not be inaudible."

"These are based on the assumption that the murderer took the phone to confuse us, making us think that Qu Jing was not taken away on the 24th. What if Qu Jing was really taken away on the 24th? Then the murderer took the phone for What?"

"Could it be related to Qu Jing's secret lover?"

"That depends on the identity of the lover, and whether it has enough weight for the murderer to kill. Or, does the murderer have an intimate relationship with that secret lover?"

"You mean the murderer couldn't let Qu Jing exist for some reason? Qu Jing's existence is likely to bring unacceptable consequences to the secret lover or the murderer?"

"Well, so if we can find the secret lover, maybe we can find the murderer."

Yuan Che nodded, indeed, he had never considered this idea before.

Ke Ran next to him became more relaxed when he talked about the case, and his eyes shone brightly when he talked about it.

Maybe, as Guo Turong said, he really picked up the treasure.