Although it was five years later, because that memory was indelible and left deep psychological traces, Chu movingren still remembers the details of the case back then. No need to think about it at all.
"The trace inspector inspected the scene, and I was there at the time, so I knew the situation at the scene. The distribution of blood is like this. There are blood splatters on the walls of the stair room on the top floor, blood fingerprints on the roof railing, and streaks of drops on the stair floor. It fell, and then a rubbing bloodstain, that is, the blood flowed to the ground and was formed by being dragged, the rubbing bloodstain was about 1.5 meters long, and then stopped abruptly after the stairwell.”
Chu Yu put forward a hypothesis: "Could it be that the murderer picked up Mu Shangqing, or carried him up, so that the traces of blood would point in the direction of his escape and leave too many clues?"
"If this is the case, Shang Qing has been dripping blood, and after rubbing the blood, there will be dripping blood, but there is no scene, and if the murderer wants to pick up Shang Qing, his hands and feet will inevitably stick. Blood stains left behind bloody footprints and handprints, but there were none at the scene. We only found Shang Qing's handprints and footprints mixed with dripping blood, indicating that when he stepped back, he stepped on his own blood and was pushed by the murderer. On the edge of the rooftop, reach out and hold on to the railing."
Chu Yu persevered and looked for scientific evidence: "Could it be that the murderer had done a good job of counter-investigation, he dragged Mu Shangqing to the top room, and wrapped his whole body or wounds, Avoid blood flow, then carry him on his shoulders and leave the scene?"
"If that's the case, why did he drag Shang Qing's body and leave such a rubbing blood? And if he wanted to be clean, he wouldn't use a knife, leaving so much blood."
Chu moving's brows and eyes were stained with exhaustion, Chu Yu looked into his eyes, pursed his lips, and didn't say a word for a long time. She knew that these reasonings and refutations must have been staged dozens of times in the Public Security Bureau and the Investigation Department five years ago. Hypotheses were put forward, falsified, then put forward, and falsified again. In this cycle, the doubts became more and more wrapped. The bigger it gets, the more it ends up being a ball of yarn that can't be untied.
"In other words," Chu Yu had a sophistry and unconfidence, "the murderer was originally a pervert, and his thinking was unusual. First, he left traces, and finally made the traces disappear suddenly, just to be abnormal and disrupt the police's way of handling the case."
Chu movingren glanced at her, and nodded helplessly, "I also think the murderer is mentally ill, otherwise he wouldn't have killed so many people for no reason, with no motive at all."
Chu Yu's passion was ignited, wishing she could find out the truth immediately, she clenched her fist with one hand and tapped the other palm a few times, "Dad, do you keep the photos and files of the case back then?"
Looking at her posture, she knew that she would go back to the old case and make a big move. Chu movingren hesitated for a moment, "Are you going to focus on Shang Qing's case now?"
"Yes, all potential victims are secretly protected by the police. The Phantom of Sophora japonica will not arrive in Jinling City until tomorrow. When she arrives at a place, she should first step on the spot to prepare, not immediately. I have about two days to think about it. Focus on the Mu Shangqing case, because I have a feeling that he is the breakthrough of the whole incident, including the murder case six years ago, and the current Huaihua Phantom incident."
Chu moving was hesitant to say anything, but finally supported the decision of the current Department of Chu: "The photos are stored in the computer of the Investigation Department, and the file is in the Wangjiang City Public Security Bureau."
After leaving the hotel, Chu Yu issued a muster order. The investigators packed up their things and rushed over immediately. Fang Datuo dragged his suitcase, followed by Song Qingyang. I thought it would take a few months to float, but it's okay, I want the bathroom in the dead place, it's a branch opened by God in the world."
The last person to arrive at the airport was Muyu. She originally accepted the toast expressionlessly at the "apology banquet". After a few drinks, her face did not change. Immediately entered the drunken mode, said hello to Feng Bureau, said that he was incapable of drinking, and will make an appointment next time.
The three officers knew that the plan had changed, but they didn't know the specific variable, so they followed Chu Yu back to Wangjiang and completed the teleportation.
After entering the door, the water and electricity were turned on, and there were signs of life in the whole Superman. Chu Yu was like a bandit who was the king of Bashan. With yellow face and black eyes, an old man has black eyes and yellow eyes. Chu Yu couldn't bear it. She turned on her phone and started the countdown, "It's 10:10 in the evening, three hours later, that is, 1:10, we will gather in the conference room on time, If you are late for this month, your salary will be confiscated, please reply when you receive it!"
"complex!"
"Re..."
"Repeat and repeat."
The three officers raced against time to sprint back to the room to catch up on sleep. Fang Datuo didn't even bother to take off his clothes, so he rolled out of bed and fell on his back.
Chu movingren sat on the sofa, staring blankly at Chu Yu, the retiree waiting to arrange accommodation.
Chu Yu folded his arms and recalled the spare room in the office.
The second floor of the investigation office is like a mansion. After entering the door is the living room and dining room, next to the kitchen, and there is a long and wide corridor. There are bedrooms on both sides of the corridor. There are as many as ten, but only four are commonly used. There are four people in one room, and the other rooms are always empty, and no one sleeps anyway, so it can only be used as a decoration after cleaning.
"There are many vacant rooms, but there may be a lot of ash. My room is quite clean, otherwise," Chu Yu snapped his fingers, "you can sleep on the sofa."
Chu moving: "… "
Chu Yu took out the quilt and pillow, spread it out, and said good night to Chu moving, "Dad, you definitely haven't slept in the past two days, take a rest, see you tomorrow."
See you tomorrow morning at one o'clock.
After turning off the lights, Chu movingren looked at Chu Yu's back, and suddenly asked, "Wait, do I need to repeat the case in front of all the officers?"
As soon as Chu Yu walked to the corridor, he paused, supported the corner of the wall with one hand, turned his head sideways, and made a soft "um" sound.
Chu movingren has been the director for eight years, and was separated from the public security organ. He has also worked alone for six years. He has presided over numerous conferences, large and small.
"What's the matter?" Chu Yu couldn't help but ask when he heard that he had no words.
Chu movingren raised his head and looked at the plaque opposite the door of the "Research and Investigation Office for Super-Normal People", "I have a little excitement of unsheathing my sword before it gets old."
After washing up, Chu Yu returned to her room, closed the door, put on a mask, and started a group voice chat with Wu Ke and Chen Min.
She is good in her line of work. Whenever she wants to chat, she will always catch the person who is not sleeping. Even if the other party is asleep, they can be caught and chat with them unconditionally.
Wu Ke and Chen Min are now in Jinling City and Changyan City, respectively, as the captains of the secret protection unit, responsible for the safety of potential victims.
"How's the situation over there, Ako, tell me first."
"Everything is going well here, there is no abnormal situation, and the protection target is working and resting as usual every day. Although it seems that the mood is not very good, there is no abnormal behavior at present."
Chen Min: "Chang Yan has everything in place. Eyeliners are arranged inside and outside the hospital, but I don't think the Huaihua Phantom is likely to get close to my protection target. This hospital is completely closed. How will she get in?"
Chu Yu chuckled lightly, almost wrinkling the mask, "Hehe, don't forget, her first crime scene was a mental hospital, she can enter as a patient, maybe even as a doctor, these few God, be careful, anyone who is close to the protection target must be careful, no matter whether it is male, female, old or young, she may appear in any image!"
Wu Ke: "Okay, we all remember that today, a three-year-old doll went to the stall to buy fruit, and I couldn't take my eyes off it, for fear that he would suddenly fly out a knife. Later, Dachao told me that no matter how powerful that Sophora phoenix phantom was, it would be great. No bone reduction surgery!"
Chu Yu couldn't hold back, laughed, and the mask was completely folded, "Haha, it's not necessarily true, even a living person can't relax his vigilance, because it may also be hired by her."
Chen Min: "Today, a short-legged dog approached Fushan Hospital, and the team members reported to me."
Chu Yu: "..."
Why does she feel that the image of the Phantom of Sophora japonica in their minds has been sublimated, and it has changed from the scope of normal people to seventy-two, right
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At 1:10 a.m. on the 27th, the five people reunited in the conference room at the end of the corridor. Under the guidance of Chu moving, Muyu transferred the data from five years ago and sent it to the computer in the conference room for easy display.
Looking at the pictures of the scene, combined with Chu movingren's previous remarks, Chu Yu had a clearer understanding of the case, and repeated it to the officers, soul tortured, "What do you think, how did the murderer take the victim away from the scene? Two additional points: first, a pair of shoes, a knife and a bottle of benzodiazepines were left at the scene; second, the fingerprints and footprints of the murderer were not found at the scene."
There was silence in the conference room, and the three officers lowered their heads. Chu Yu, like a high school teacher, suddenly stopped and asked with chalk: Which of the following students wants to come on stage and solve this function problem - the classroom is dead silent .
Chu Yu knew that the problem was very difficult, and she couldn't solve it herself, so she gave the staff enough time. She turned her back to the conference table and read the pictures of the scene several times.
The location of the crime was a six-story migrant worker's dormitory. The first floor was crowded with people, and it was shabby and damp. However, each room had a small balcony where you could hang your clothes and sheets, and bask in the sun.
There is a row of trash cans downstairs, but it doesn't work at all. The capacity can't keep up with the garbage production speed of the residents in the building. Every day at noon, the garbage is already piled up on a mountain and climbs to the window on the first floor. Residents on the first floor were afraid to open the windows, as soon as they were opened, they would be filled with life-threatening "fragrance".
Muyu noticed the rubbish pile and raised his hand bravely to answer: "Maybe this is the case, the murderer first wrapped the victim to prevent the blood from flowing out, then threw the victim out of the railing and threw it into the rubbish pile below, and then he left the stairs by himself. , he may have some shoe covers on his feet, and he perfectly bypassed the blood stains. After walking out of the building, he walked around to the garbage dump and carried the victim away."
Fang Datuo leaned on the stool and heard the speech of the same table, his facial features were crooked with laughter, "You... Hahaha... It sounds so funny."
Chu Yu supported him with one hand, held an infrared laser pointer in the other, and pointed to the location of the trash can in the photo, "You guys look, this pile of trash is soft and comfortable, it may be like it's on cotton, but there is a row of trash underneath it. A trash can, if a person weighing 145 pounds is thrown from the height of the sixth floor, it will make a loud noise. The sound insulation of this building is very poor, and the residents inside will respond, but the investigators have asked them one by one. , they didn't hear any unusual noise that night, and the garbage outside the window slept peacefully."
Muyu: "Will the murderer carry the victim on his back and use the protruding balcony to climb down? Anyway, the murderer can't blatantly carry people, right? There are people in the corridor, and someone will definitely notice him. ."
Song Qingyang denied it from a professional point of view: "It's too difficult, I can't even do it."
From the 18-meter-high rooftop, jumping down one by one with the help of the roof of the balcony will definitely require both hands and feet. It is almost impossible to maintain balance in the process.
Fang Datuo laughed even more this time, "Hahaha, Mumu, you are so cute, do you think the murderer will be able to go lightly and go over walls?"
Muyu glared at her, "You can do it, if you can answer it, I will teach you search engine grammar for free."
When Fang Datuo heard this, he stopped smiling, coughed, and regained his scholarly temperament: "Chu, I was thinking, how the murderer took the victim away, maybe we can put it back, because I have a question that I'm curious about. The victim, Senior Mu, why did he go to the rooftop of the migrant worker's building? Did he play a tactic with the murderer and fight on the roof? The migrant worker's building is crowded and easy to spot. Yes, even if the murderer wanted to be singled out, he wouldn't choose that place!"