Wrongful Death Criminal Investigation

Within 2 minutes, the two appeared in Liao Hanqi's office.

Ming Tang called out, "Ju Liao."

Liao Hanqi warmly invited them to sit down, "That's right, a man named Zhao Fan recognized the person in the photo."

Qiu Shaoyang asked: "Can I meet that person?"

Liao Hanqi said: "I'm already on my way to the police station, please wait a moment, I will notify you as soon as I have news."

"I really don't know how to thank you"

Liao Hanqi said, "They are all policemen, so be polite."

After waiting for about 5 minutes, a man in his 40s was brought to them.

"Officer Ming, he is the one who recognized the person in the photo." Liao Guoming said.

Zhao Fan is a bit fat, in his early forties, and looks quite simple and honest.

Mingtang took the initiative to introduce himself and expressed his intention, "Can you tell us about the person in the photo?"

Zhao Fan was a little nervous, "He suddenly appeared at my neighbor's house one summer. It is said that his mother died in a car accident. His father was working abroad. When he first came, he didn't talk very much and basically didn't communicate with me. Later, when we became familiar with each other, we played together."

Qiu Shaoyang asked, "Who lives next door to you?"

Zhao Fan said: "The surname next door to ours is Zhang Yilian, a man with a broken leg, and Jiang Yuan, a woman. Yu Zhixuan is the son of Jiang Yuan's sister."

"Is it Zhang Yilian, the elder brother of Zhang Yian whose family was killed 30 years ago?" Ming Tang asked.

Zhao Fan visibly trembled, his tone became erratic, "Yes, it's their home."

Zhao Fan was only a ten-year-old child 30 years ago, and the bloody and brutal murder left a big shadow on him. Even after so many years, that fear still hasn't disappeared.

"Then according to your impression, what kind of person is Zhang Yilian?" Qiu Shaoyang wondered if he could get some useful clues from Zhao Fan.

"Anyway, I feel that he is quite fierce." Zhao Fan tried his best to recall, "In my memory, he often lost his temper and always quarreled with his wife. Well, many years have passed, and at that time I You are also young, if you ask me, it is difficult for me to explain in detail, if you want to know about the Zhang family, you should ask the older people."

It's really not that Zhao Fan doesn't want to help with this favor, it's that he really doesn't have much memory.

"Then it's hard work for you to make this trip, thank you very much for your help." Qiu Shaoyang stretched out his hand.

Zhao Fan immediately handed over his hand, "Hey, I can't help you much, and you are still so polite."

After sending Zhao Fan away, Mingtang and Qiu Shaoyang didn't stay at the police station much, and they walked to the guest house pressing the road.

Mingtang walked side by side with Qiu Shaoyang, took out a cigarette and lit it, and took a deep puff, "The clues back then must not be easy to find, now we can only focus on the criminal police who were involved in handling the case back then, do you have any ideas?"

Qiu Shaoyang stayed with him all day today. When he went out, he saw him take an unopened pack of cigarettes from the drawer, and now there was only half a pack left.

"Smoking less, smoking too much of this stuff is not good for your health. Now when you are young, you don't feel anything. What will you do when you get old?" Qiu Shaoyang really thinks about his health.

Ming Tang was going to take a second puff, but when he said this, Ming Tang raised his hand and stopped in the air, two steps ahead was the trash can, Ming Tang took two quick steps, extinguished the cigarette and threw it into the trash can, turned around and waited for Qiu Shaoyang .

Qiu Shaoyang didn't expect Mingtang to be so obedient, and he didn't expect Mingtang to listen.

Mingtang sincerely apologized: "It's my problem, I didn't consider your feelings."

He was always with Lu Changfeng, and he didn't smoke when he was doing drug control. Since he got to know Lu Changfeng in Spring City, he started to smoke slowly.

After so many years of mixing, I have already gotten used to it, so when I want to smoke, I smoke naturally, without worrying about Qiu Shaoyang's feelings around me at all.

"That's not the case."

Qiu Shaoyang felt that Ming Tang probably misunderstood something, and he needed to explain clearly to Ming Tang, "I'm not saying that I object to your smoking, I just think that you stay up late every day and work overtime with high intensity, and if you use cigarettes for food every day, it's not good for yourself. I'm not in good health."

"I just got used to it..." Ming Tang rubbed his nose.

Qiu Shaoyang glanced at him sideways, "You young man who is not yet 30 years old, don't make yourself look like a little old man."

The bright hall is like a stick in the throat.Qiu Shaoyang's tone of voice was exactly the same as his father's, they were only two years apart.

Seeing that Mingtang didn't respond, Qiu Shaoyang sighed, "I knew you wouldn't like to hear what I said."

"I don't like to hear it."

"Then why don't you speak?" Qiu Shaoyang looked at him.

Mingtang was a little awkward and said: "No, I just feel that I am suffering from my age when I am in front of you."

Qiu Shaoyang smiled, never thought that this was what he was awkward about, "Is it because you are the boss on weekdays, and suddenly you are made to be the younger one, and you can't adapt?"

"Maybe." Mingtang looked at the pattern of floor tiles under his feet, and said in a muffled voice, "I think there is a distance between us, and Lu Changfeng is also bigger than me, but he and I don't have this sense of distance. When we are together, I always feel I'm a rookie myself."

"Have you hurt your self-esteem?" Qiu Shaoyang asked.

"Is that right?" It just didn't feel right.

"It's not like you."

"Huh?" Mingtang didn't quite understand, "Why don't you look like me?"

Qiu Shaoyang said, "My impression of Mingtang is full of confidence, with firm eyes and a tall and straight body. Instead of always being entangled in these illusory things."

"It's not very entangled." Ming Tang denied.

"Forget it." Qiu Shaoyang didn't bother to say anything, they had already walked downstairs of the guest house, "It's still early, I want to go to the original slaughterhouse, do you want to go?"

"Go." Mingtang said: "Get in the car first, I'll go upstairs to get a map."

As he spoke, he didn't care about 21, and directly gave Qiu Shaoyang the car keys.

Qiu Shaoyang waited in the car for less than 2 minutes before Mingtang went downstairs to get the map.

After getting in the car, he entered the place he wanted to go in the navigation and started the car.

"Tomorrow Monday, is it okay if you don't go back to the company?"

Qiu Shaoyang hummed, "I'm not the only one who can do things in the company, and my presence or absence doesn't really matter much."

"I'm still worried about whether it will affect your work." It seems that his worry is unnecessary.

"No." Qiu Shaoyang told the truth, "This time I took the initiative to ask to join your special case team. My uncle has been thinking about this case when he was alive. Now that I have this opportunity, if the case is solved, it can be regarded as a comfort to my uncle." In the spirit of heaven."

Mingtang didn't know what he should say at this moment. This case has not been seen for 30 years, and he is actually not 100% confident in solving the case.He believed that Qiu Shaoyang was the same, and had prepared for the worst.

It has been a few years since the original slaughterhouse was rebuilt into a residential area, but the environment of the community still looks very good. Mingtang asked Qiu Shaoyang, "Would you like to go into the community and have a look?"

Qiu Shaoyang shook his head. He unfolded the map that Mingtang had taken, compared the two maps, and confirmed that the neighborhood opposite was the original site of the slaughterhouse.

Thirty years have passed, and everything here has changed. The appalling case of hanging corpses seems to have been forgotten in the ruins along with the demolition of the slaughterhouse.

If it weren't for the July 7.13 case, perhaps his file would never be reopened one day.

Their car was parked on the side of a square. There were many pavilions beside the square. There were many elderly grandpas and aunts sitting in the pavilions. Some of them were wearing the same clothes. They should be about to start square dancing.

Qiu Shaoyang put away the map and said to Mingtang: "I want to go down for a walk."

"it is good."

The two got out of the car, the square was not too big, there were no young people, only grandparents and children, there was a small fountain in the middle of the square, and a few children were playing with water beside the fountain.

The wind blowing over was hot, and within a minute of getting off the car, Qiu Shaoyang's nose started to sweat. There was a water seller by the side of the square. Ming Tang walked over quickly and bought two bottles of frozen mineral water.

The two walked to the steps of the square and sat down, looking at the opposite neighborhood.

For a long time, both of them remained silent.

"It takes a lot of hatred for the murderer to hang the victim like a pig in a slaughterhouse."

"Why does it have to be hung in the slaughterhouse?" Mingtang was very puzzled by this point, "There is a distance of 1 kilometer from the victim's house to the murderer's house. Usually the murderer throws it far away and buries it near the murderer. One kilometer still belongs to the murderer." In the psychological safety zone, I can't figure it out."

Qiu Shaoyang's mind suddenly flashed, something was about to come out, he grabbed Mingtang's arm.

"Hiss—" Mingtang was sucked in by the ice.

Qiu Shaoyang let go of his hand immediately, "I overlooked a very important point, I think I found the key to solving the case."

"Huh?" Mingtang looked at Qiu Shaoyang puzzled, "What is it?"

At this moment, Qiu Shaoyang was as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood, "I never thought about why the murderer hung the victim's body in the slaughterhouse."

"I have analyzed the murderer's behavior of dismembering and marking the body, but I have forgotten this crucial point." Qiu Shaoyang snapped his fingers and said, "Why did the murderer have to take the risk of being discovered to transport the body? The slaughterhouse 1km away from the crime scene was hung up, he killed the victim and dismembered his body to vent his anger, and the slaughterhouse was the source of his anger.”

"There's a saying in China, get up wherever you fall."

In an instant, Qiu Shaoyang seemed to have opened up the two veins of Ren and Du.

"The murderer may have been "traumatized" in the slaughterhouse. It may be psychological or physical. Such as work-related injuries, wage arrears, unfair treatment, etc." Qiu Shaoyang analyzed, "The injury suffered by the murderer may not be directly from the source. In Zhang Yian's family, it came from a slaughterhouse, and Zhang Yian's family was "transferred."

Mingtang seemed to understand Qiu Shaoyang's meaning, "For example, if your child hit me, as a parent, you have to bear the responsibility on behalf of your child. Am I understanding correctly?"

Although this example is very strange, but the truth is such a truth.

Qiu Shaoyang explained: "The professional term should be called 'emotional transfer', and Zhang Yi'an's family was the target of the transfer. So when the police directly investigated his social relations, they did not find any suspects who had time to commit crimes. The police's sight must be subjective. Because there are many people involved in the case and the scene is too chaotic, this person should not be the focus of the police, or the police did not pay attention to this person at all."

All the clues are connected in series.

"If you want to know who had a dispute with the slaughterhouse, ask the person in charge of the slaughterhouse, he is the person who knows best." Ming Tang said.

Qiu Shaoyang nodded, he could feel that he had found the right key to solve the case this time.

He couldn't help but think of his uncle again. Was it because he had figured this out that he went to Shicheng to ask Zhao Tongfeng, the retired person in charge of the case?

Then he met a drug dealer who fled again, and died in the line of duty.

"what happened?"

Mingtang noticed that Qiu Shaoyang's mood suddenly changed 180 degrees. He was happy just now, but now he is clouded with sadness.

Qiu Shaoyang stood up, stretched his waist, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, I just remembered my uncle."

"Qiu Zhi, he's a good policeman." Ming Tang said, "He's been watching you from the sky all the time."

Qiu Shaoyang smiled, looked up at the dark sky, "Let's go, let's go back."

The two returned to the guest house, Mingtang turned down the temperature of the air conditioner, and sat in the square for a while, both of them were sweating.

"Do you wash first or should I wash first?" Qiu Shaoyang asked.

Mingtang took out his mobile phone and said to Qiu Shaoyang, "Go ahead, I'll call Lu Changfeng." After speaking, he took his mobile phone and went out.

Standing in the corridor, Ming Tang lit a cigarette and played Lu Changfeng's call.

There was no one answering the ring for half a minute, Ming Tang hung up the phone, but Lu Changfeng called back before the phone was stuffed back into his pocket.

"How is your investigation going?" Lu Changfeng's voice came from the receiver.

Mingtang took a puff, exhaled the smoke ring and said, "There are some clues."

"So there is hope that this old case will be solved?"

Ming Tang's mind recalled Qiu Shaoyang's firm expression when he was on the square, and said, "There is great hope."

Lu Changfeng clicked his tongue twice, "Sure, little brother, it's different to have a big boss take you flying."

Mingtang coughed dryly twice, "It's really different."

"Mingtang, do you still have a conscience?" Lu Changfeng said angrily, "I have taken you under my belt for three years, but in the end Qiu Shaoyang bought you with a case."

"What is conscience, can that stuff fill your stomach?"

Lu Changfeng snorted, "When he leaves, you still have to come back obediently to curry favor with me, and he is only involved in this case, don't forget, if you offend me, you will have no good fruit in the future. "

That's right, the only case that Qiu Shaoyang can take him to fly is just this one case.

Thinking of this, Ming Tang couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

For someone as talented as Qiu Shaoyang, it would be a pity not to do this job.

He likes the feeling of solving cases together with Qiu Shaoyang, it's very cool, Qiu Shaoyang is like a big man with explosive force value, leading him all the way to defeat the boss without hindrance.

Mingtang understands this truth, but the feeling of being led away by Qiu Shaoyang is really great.

Moreover, he could learn a lot, which Lu Changfeng could not teach.

He himself was a monk halfway to do criminal investigation, and Qiu Shaoyang, a big boss, took him to play and learn Qiu Shaoyang's way of thinking. For him, it was like taking a shortcut, so that he could enrich himself as quickly as possible.

"Why don't you speak?" Lu Changfeng didn't wait for someone to speak for a long time.

Ming Tang came back to his senses and said, "I thought about something, how is the team doing?"

"Wow, sir, you left at noon, and it hasn't been more than 12 hours. What else can the team do?" Lu Changfeng sighed, "Hey, let me tell you, one day they will have to face crime alone On the spot, you can’t take them with you all your life, you have to let them slowly become independent.”

Xiao Ding's aggrieved voice came from the other end of the phone, "Master, are you going to expel the child from the teacher?"

Lu Changfeng replied to him: "Yes, your aptitude is too bad, as a teacher, I will expel you from the school today."

After speaking, Lu Changfeng said to Mingtang again, "When do you plan to come back?"

"If everything goes well, tomorrow." Ming Tang said.

"Contact me at any time if you need anything. This is a case in our team. You are not fighting alone."

"understood."

Lu Changfeng thought of another thing: "Yu Zhixuan has been handed over to the Procuratorate this afternoon. I asked there, and the court should be held in the next few days. The death penalty for four people must not have escaped. If you want to dig more information from him, just It's early."

"Okay, I'll bring this matter up with Consultant Qiu." Mingtang slammed it, "But I guess we can't get the information we want from Yu Zhixuan's side, the mouth is too hard, and we can't see the coffin without crying at all. .”

"Oh." Lu Changfeng sighed.

After hanging up the phone, Mingtang smoked another cigarette on the stairs before going back to his room.

When Qiu Shaoyang came out of the shower, Mingtang was lying on the bed looking at his mobile phone, he said, "You can go take a shower now."

Ming Tang put down the phone, "Oh, good."

Qiu Shaoyang leaned on the bed, sorting out his thoughts on solving the case.

First of all: what the murderer did to the victim's family was venting his anger, there is no doubt about it.This shows that the murderer is very angry. He hates the slaughterhouse and the victim's family.

Second: The murderer cut the victim’s family into pieces and hung them up in the slaughterhouse for display. This is a disguised demonstration.In his eyes, the victim is like a pig hanging there that is slaughtered every day.In contemporary people's cognition, pigs are at the lowest end of the food chain. They are livestock and have no dignity.

Third: The murderer has such a distorted psychology that he should return to the scene to appreciate his masterpiece. He needs the approval of the public. Therefore, when the workers who started work saw that scene, their first reaction would be to be afraid. The metamorphosis/distortion of the heart is intensely satisfied.

So the murderer is a pervert who looks harmless to humans and animals on the surface, but is actually a pervert with a very twisted heart. He is related to the slaughterhouse and is very familiar with the victim's family. Also know.

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When Mingtang came out of the shower, Qiu Shaoyang had almost sorted out the case.

"How's the case going?"

Qiu Shaoyang handed him the notebook, "If you investigate in this direction, you should be rewarded."

Mingtang looked at Qiu Shaoyang's reasoning, and wrote it in detail, "Your handwriting is pretty good."

"I practiced it when I was young." Qiu Shaoyang's eyes became more gentle, "My grandma likes to study calligraphy very much, and let me learn from her since I was a child."

Mingtang practiced a lot of copybooks when he was studying. The handwriting is not good-looking, but it is definitely not ugly, but Lu Changfeng's handwriting is far from his own image, except for Lu Changfeng's three characters. Other than Lafeng, the other characters are no different from foreign languages, you can't tell what he is writing at all, and Mingtang has not fully adapted to his characters after working with him for three years.The most annoying thing is that he is lazy, and he always cuts corners behind the handwriting, making it even more difficult to recognize.

Mingtang asked Bureau Liao to help investigate who was the person in charge of the slaughterhouse, and Bureau Liao replied to them soon.

The director of the slaughterhouse at the time was Wei Hai, who is now 65 years old and is still alive. He is currently living with his son and daughter-in-law and helping to take care of the children.

The two decided to visit the old man tomorrow.

Wei Hai was the director of the factory back then, and was mainly responsible for the operation and management of the factory. Zhang Yi'an was in charge of business and other matters, and Zhang Yi'an's wife Liu Xiaojuan was in charge of the financial situation.

When Qiu Shaoyang and the others went to Wei Hai's house, Wei Hai was about to take his grandson downstairs to play.

As soon as he opened the door, seeing two men standing outside, Wei Hai was a little dazed, "Who are you looking for??"

Ming Tang took the initiative to show his police officer ID, "Police, I want to ask you for some information, can you cooperate with us?"

Wei Hai let them enter the room sideways.

There was also a woman in the room, she looked much younger, she seemed to be Wei Hai's daughter-in-law.

Qiu Shaoyang greeted her proactively, "Hello, we are police officers from the Spring City Public Security Bureau."

"What's wrong? Has someone in our family committed something?" The woman couldn't help but tremble, "Could it be that Wei Yuan committed something?"

Wei Yuan is Wei Hai's only son.

"Don't worry, we're here to find out about some old cases from the old man."

Wei Hai was startled: "The old case?"

Mingtang nodded, "Old man, I'm looking for you this time because of an old case from 30 years ago, is it convenient for you to chat with us alone?"

Hearing the old case from 30 years ago, the old man immediately became more energetic, "Convenience, convenience."

The three entered the study.

The old man sat down, "Is the case from that year reopened?"

"Yes." Qiu Shaoyang said: "So I have a lot of questions, and I want to ask you."

"Thirty years have passed, and I can't promise to remember many things." Wei Hai pointed to his white hair, "I'm old, and my memory is not very good."

"It's okay, as much as you can remember." Qiu Shaoyang comforted Wei Hai, telling him not to have too much psychological pressure, and ensuring that the next conversation can proceed smoothly.