Skilled in managing a house

Zhang Yu came all the way to the patrol house in the south of the town. Unexpectedly, it started raining halfway. It is spring now. The so-called spring rain is as precious as oil. It is not a heavy rain, but it makes people feel refreshed.

When he was approaching the door of the patrol main room, he called Song Feng, who went downstairs to pick him up.

After meeting twice, Song Feng led Zhang Yu into the office building and sat down in his detective's office.

The two chatted for a while first, and then Song Feng informed Zhang Yu about the progress of the case. Shu Ming's father has been sent to the police headquarters and arraigned. Shu Ming's father confessed to the 10 million "bonus".

In addition to the bonus, because Shu Ming's father is the manager of the Yuyang Group branch, he is very familiar with local real estate operations. But the patrol officers have already known this, and it is not of much use.

There is also Han Guang. This guy is definitely a tough guy. No matter how he is interrogated, he just won’t tell. As a result, the smuggling case has never been uncovered.

Song Feng told Zhang Yu that since they escorted Han Guang back yesterday, they had launched a fatigue bombing against Han Guang. It can be said that even now, there are still people interrogating Han Guang, and Han Guang has never been allowed to sleep. In addition, Han Guang suddenly had a stomachache at 11 o'clock last night. The pain was so intense that he screamed like a slaughtered pig. It was not until 2 o'clock in the middle of the night that he finally recovered.

Song Feng checked specifically at that time and found that Han Guang didn't seem to be faking it.

Hearing this, Zhang Yu couldn't help but smile and said: "Of course he is not pretending, he is really in pain. And this kind of torture is definitely not something ordinary people can bear..."

"Your hands are really powerful. However, I'm just worried that Han Guang won't be able to bear it, so don't let it hurt to death." Song Feng said.

"The pain will last forever. He will probably continue to persist. Let him hold on for a while and see how long he can hold on. I guess he still has illusions about what he can do when he gets out. When he loses his illusions, he should I will tell you." Zhang Yu said.

"That's true. When many prisoners first come in, they will have illusions, thinking that if they last for a while and there is insufficient evidence from patrols, they will let them go. However, there are not so many good things. Their psychological defenses will eventually be destroyed. Conquer. Anyway, that’s what patrolling is for, we have plenty of time, let’s see who can outlast the other.” Song Feng said with a smile.

While the two were talking, there was a sudden knock on the door outside the room, "Dang, dang, dang..."

"Please come in!" Song Feng said loudly.

The door opened, and a middle-aged patrolman walked in. He closed the door first, walked to the sofa in a few steps, and then said: "Detective, this morning, a bizarre murder occurred in Jiadofu Community."

"A bizarre murder case..." Song Feng groaned, then asked: "What kind of murder case?"

"The deceased was a female who died at home. When she was found, her face was covered with tape and she died of suffocation. There were obvious signs of binding on the deceased's hands and feet, but there were no other external injuries. The deceased was found. He has no father and lives with his mother. According to the deceased's mother, the deceased did not come home after going to work the day before yesterday and could not get through the phone, which made her very anxious. The deceased also did not come home yesterday, but this morning, unexpectedly, he was there The body was found in the deceased’s home,” said the middle-aged patrol officer.

"There is such a thing..." After hearing this, Song Feng couldn't help but be surprised.

When Zhang Yu heard this, he was even more startled and couldn't help but said: "You mean, the deceased's face was covered with tape!"

"Yes." said the middle-aged patrolman.

Song Feng turned to look at Zhang Yu. He could vaguely hear some clues in Zhang Yu's tone, and immediately asked: "Brother, why is your reaction so big?"

"Because just last night, a similar case was discovered in Zhendong District. And at that time, I was at the scene and witnessed the tragic situation of the deceased with my own eyes." Zhang Yu said.

"What!" Song Feng was shocked again and said, "You mean, there is another murder case like this?"

"Exactly." Zhang Yu nodded.

Song Feng then looked at the middle-aged patrolman and said, "Do you have any photos taken at the scene?"

"I brought it." The middle-aged patrolman said, and immediately took out an envelope from his pocket and presented it to Song Feng with both hands.

Song Feng took it and pulled out a stack of photos from the envelope.

The photos showed a room with a woman lying on the bed. The woman was neatly dressed and her face was covered with tape. The photos were taken from several angles, and there are also photos of the woman's appearance after the tape was removed. Her face was also purple, and she was confirmed to have died of suffocation.

Photos of the deceased woman were released, as well as photos of the deceased's home. The deceased's house was not big, just an old house with two bedrooms and one living room. The decoration was ordinary, but it was very neat. There were also no signs of a fight at home.

Song Feng and Zhang Yu looked at the photos together. After seeing them, Song Feng couldn't help but said in confusion: "This case is so weird. According to the theory, the deceased should have taken action the day before yesterday. Since he was killed, why did the murderer still want to kill him?" Will the body be sent home?"

The middle-aged patrolman also said with suspicion: "Generally speaking, in this case, the murderer is often demonstrating to the family of the deceased. However, the deceased was only a mother, and her family was not wealthy. It seemed that she had no grudge against anyone, let alone started a fight. To have such hatred. The murderer’s method of killing is just cruel, so what’s the point of risking sending the body back?”

Zhang Yu shook his head helplessly and said: "The body we found last night was also in the room rented by the deceased. According to the investigation, the deceased also lost contact the day before yesterday, and the body returned to his residence inexplicably. And it's not just weird. In this way, when the autopsy was performed, the body was still warm and no spots had appeared on the body. It seemed that it had been dead for less than two hours. However, not long after, spots appeared on the body. When touched, the body became cold and looked cold. Like dead for more than a day.”

"There is such a thing!" Song Feng immediately looked at the middle-aged patrolman and asked: "What does the autopsy report say here!"

"After the deceased's mother reported the case, street patrol officers went to deal with it, and these photos were taken by them. According to the materials they handed over to our crime team, the deceased should have died around four o'clock in the middle of the night. On the body , and no body spots appeared." said the middle-aged patrol officer.

"At what time did the deceased's mother discover the body?" Song Feng asked again.

"Ten past six in the morning." The middle-aged patrol officer replied.

"Give me all the information, and go immediately to conduct a secondary inspection on the body to see if there are any body spots." Song Feng said.

"Yes, I'll go right away." The middle-aged patrolman agreed, then turned and walked towards the door.

But before he could take two steps, Song Feng said, "By the way, have you called the community surveillance to see who sent the deceased home?"

"Jiaduofu Community is an old-fashioned community with no properties and no surveillance. We are conducting street surveillance and have found nothing yet." said the middle-aged patrol officer.

"Okay, I understand. Once you find anything, report it to me immediately!" Song Feng said.

"Yes." The middle-aged patrolman agreed immediately.