The front door of the factory warehouse was wide open, and it was already surrounded by security ropes. Several police cars formed an isolation circle. The workers were blocked by the police and talked a lot from a long distance.
"At two o'clock last night, there was a sudden power outage in the warehouse at the storage place, and the lighting and monitoring were interrupted. The duty officer Nian Bowen was suddenly attacked when he was about to go out to check the situation. The warehouse key card was stolen."
"Between 2:30 and 2:40, the head of security, Diao Yong, passed by the controlled chemical warehouse and found that there were flashlight beams shaking among the rows of storage tanks. At first he thought it was the duty officer Nian Bowen, so he asked, but The other party turned off the flashlight immediately when he heard the sound; Diao Yong found out that something was wrong, and when he stepped forward again, he was attacked by the other party in the dark, stabbed in the right rib cage with a sharp weapon, and was hit on the head and unconscious."
Yan Yan hurried through the crowd, a policeman opened the way for him in front, Han Xiaomei followed in small steps, out of breath reporting the case, and couldn't help peeking at the young man wearing an anti-smog mask behind Deputy Yan. .
Probably aware of her gaze, the man put his fist to his mouth and coughed implicitly.
"Don't come near him, he has a cold." Yan Yan ordered without looking back.
Han Xiaomei had to forcibly suppress her inner drama that was about to overflow the screen, and said "Oh".
"How's that security supervisor Diao Yong's injury?" Yan Yan asked.
"It was very serious. He was found in a coma for more than three hours in the warehouse. Fortunately, the stab wound was not deep. He was sent to the hospital at 6 o'clock in the morning this morning. Now the situation has stabilized, and he can speak. On the hospital bed, I made a simple note with the police in the district police station, and identified the person who attacked him as a new intern from the company's laboratory, namely Feng Yuguang's roommate Chu Ci."
The police pulled up the cordon, Yan Yan lowered his head and got in, frowning and said, "The injured person was found at six in the morning this morning. Why did it take several hours to report to the police?"
Han Xiaomei: "Uh..."
They walked to the warehouse door and stopped.
Rows of gray and green storage tanks stand in the factory building, and pipes of several different colors are staggered and orderly.
The trace inspectors have already extracted the footprints and fingerprints, and have successively removed the inspection boards. The situation at the theft site was far from being chaotic, or even unexpectedly neat. If it weren't for a few broken utensils and a small pool of blood on the ground, there would be hardly any traces of fighting.
"What's the size of the injured security chief?" Yan Yan asked.
Han Xiaomei hurriedly flipped through the transcript: "Hey... that... is strong and strong, and used to be a fitness trainer."
Yan Yan gave a thumbs up and shook the scene, feeling very unbelievable:
"But this scene is a one-shot KO. Don't tell me that the top student in the chemistry department is still a martial arts master?"
A voice with a wry smile came from behind: "He really is."
Yan Xun turned around and saw a slightly fat middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes walking under the leadership of Gao Panqing. His eyes were dark and blue, and his face was haggard that could not be concealed. Good, hello, look forward to it for a long time."
"You are… "
Gao Panqing said: "The engineer of the chemical plant, the deceased Feng Yuguang and the suspect Chu Ci's instructor, Ding Jiawang. I came to the Municipal Bureau last time for inquiries, but you were not here. Xiaoma received him."
Yan Yan silently said, "Oh—"
Ding Jiawang saw Jiang Zhan standing behind Yan Yan, thinking that he was also a high-ranking city bureaucrat, so he naturally reached out and shook it, but he didn't expect to stretch his hand halfway when Yan Yan volleyed him: "He has a cold and is highly poisonous. infect."
Jiang Ting was wearing a baseball cap and mask, with his hands in his trouser pockets, and he didn't show any signs of reaching out.
"..." Ding Jiawang couldn't help laughing and crying: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Yan Xun grabbed Ding Jiawang's shoulder and forced him to turn to the scene: "Director Ding, right? You just said that the missing Chu Ci is really, what is it?"
Han Xiaomei watched the scene just now happen under her own eyes, and instantly made up a series of dog-blood love and hate in her heart, from "my people only I can touch" to "I want the whole world to know this scene. I contracted for you"; its bizarre direction, twists and turns in the plot, and strong emotions are enough to write a novella of tens of thousands of words.
"What are you thinking?" Jiang Ting's eyes narrowed slightly under the brim of his hat, staring at her coldly.
Han Xiaomei shivered, and subconsciously raised her hand to wipe the non-existent saliva from the corner of her mouth: "No, nothing."
Hearing Jiang Ting's voice, Yan Yan moved his ears, like a wolf dog with a keen sense of smell suddenly smelling a kitten, and turned his head alertly: "What are you talking about, what are you doing at the crime scene? Come, come here, come to my side." He grabbed Jiang Ting's arm, forced him to stand beside him, then waved at Ding Jiawang: "It's none of your business, you continue to talk."
Ding Jiawang smiled awkwardly.
"That's it... That's what happened. Later we found out that this student is not only smart, but also has a very high IQ. He also has good skills. You don't see him usually alone, he is very quiet and silent, but he is really as strong as Feng Yuguang. The young man is not an opponent, and he kicked from the house to the outside of the house with one kick, even if the posture is not professional, at least he has learned and practiced."
Yan Yan was very surprised: "Have they fought?"
"I did," Ding Jiawang affirmed, "It was just one... more than a week before Feng Yuguang's accident."
Yan Yan and Jiang Ting looked at each other, turned their heads and shouted, "Why is no one responding to this situation? Ma Xiang! Bring Ma Xiang over to me!"
"I don't blame the police comrade, I don't blame the police comrade," Ding Jiawang hurriedly stopped his head: "I didn't report this last time. Hey, it's my fault. I think it's normal to fight between the big boys. It has been a while since Feng Yuguang was murdered, and it is better to have less than one more thing..."
"Any details, any incident, anything related to the case, whether you think it is valuable or not, must be reported to the police truthfully and in detail!" Yan Yan said rudely: "Assume that after we learned about this situation last time, we thought that Chu Ci's crime is very suspected, and corresponding surveillance or monitoring measures will be taken, then the incident last night may not happen, and you will not be standing here now!"
Yan Yan's reprimand was severe, and in front of everyone, he almost trained Ding Jiawang like a grandson, his face was red and white.
"now… "
Yan Yun wanted to scold, but Jiang Ting raised his hand to block it.
"Why did they fight?" Jiang Ting asked.
"It sounds like a mess, comrade police." Ding Jiawang was very embarrassed and smiled bitterly: "The two of them, when they first came from Beijing, there was a conflict. Chu Ci didn't want to live in a dormitory with Feng Yuguang. But we The company's intern dormitory is limited, and you have to pay extra for upgrading a single room, which is not much, five or six hundred, and Chu Ci can't afford to pay the truth..."
Yan Yan asked suspiciously, "Is he so difficult?"
"It's really difficult. People from Guizhou, who are studying in Beijing for graduate school, send their top scholarships back to their hometown every year."
"What about Feng Yuguang? Isn't his family doing business in Beijing?"
Ding Jiawang complained bitterly: "Hey, no, but what can you do if they don't want to add this money? We also talked to him after the fight and asked him if he would like to move out and live alone, but he felt that living in a double dormitory would be very difficult. Alright! I don't know what's going on in the minds of kids these days!"
Yan Yan touched his chin and glanced at Jiang Ting inquisitively.
"The multi-seeing effect driven by subconscious expectations in the principle of increasing interpersonal relationships." Jiang Ting said in a low voice.
Yan Yan didn't understand: "What is it?"
"It means that the mental age is still in the kindergarten stage, and it means that he keeps giving himself a sense of existence in a simple and rude way." Jiang Ting did not explain more, and turned to Ding Jiawang: "Then what is the direct cause of the fight?"
"… Neither of them can tell the reason. Listening to that, it seems that Feng Yuguang went back to the dormitory at night and couldn't find something. He insisted that Chu Ci took it. After a few words, he started." Ding Jiawang gestured. After walking down the distance, he said, "It's just so far away. I kicked from the door to the door, and the dormitory was so frightened that he almost hit him 120... Although I usually see Chu Ci Wenwen quietly, no one would have thought that it would be so agile to move."
Yan Yan asked, "So what did Feng Yuguang lose?"
"No one knows, and he can't explain it himself. Finally, in a hurry, he said that he later remembered that he was thrown in the laboratory." Ding Jiawang spread his hands: "What do you think this is called!"
Yan Yan beckoned to call Gao Panqing, and whispered against his ear: "Go and check whether the words of Ding just now are true or not, and then transfer all the surveillance video of the entrance and exit of the entire factory area."
Gao Panqing nodded.
"The conflict between Chu Ci and the deceased is bigger than what he explained himself," Yan Xun bumped Jiang Ting with his shoulder and asked, "Yuanfang, what do you think?"
Jiang Ting glanced at him inexplicably, walked forward, and crouched down beside the pool of blood that had solidified on the ground.
Yan Yan followed him and squatted in front of him head-to-head, only to hear him ask, "Have you done the serum chlorine penetration test?"
"According to preliminary physical and chemical determinations, the time for the formation of the blood pool was between 2:30 and 3:00 in the morning, which is basically in line with the wounded's oral history of the incident."
Jiang Ting pointed to the pool of blood: "Why is there only one place?"
"After the head of security was stabbed, he fell to his knees, and was immediately hit by the flashlight above his temple from top to bottom, causing a coma." Yan Yan took the transcript from Han Xiaomei's hand and flipped through two pages. He gestured to Jiang Ting with his finger: "Look, the amount of bleeding is not large. After the coma, the blood flow formed a pool of blood under the body. The injury above the temple is relatively serious, causing a certain degree of concussion. I have sent the forensic doctor to the hospital. Injury identification."
Jiang Ting nodded without saying a word, got up and walked towards the neat rows of storage tanks.
Yan Xun followed him forward, only to see Jiang stop walking a few steps, then stopped, lowered his head and carefully observed the ports of each discharge pipe, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, he returned to the pool of blood, knelt down on one knee, and stared at the crimson mark.
"I didn't see anything particularly suspicious at the scene." Yan Yan pondered, "I also think the bloodstain is a bit strange, but I can't tell where it is - what do you think, Yuanfang?"
Jiang Ting frowned and glanced at him again, seemingly a little hesitant to speak.
"What happened to you?"
"..." Jiang Ting glanced around, and saw that the technical investigator and cameraman had already withdrawn, and the criminal police closest to them were surrounded by leaders of chemical companies, bowing their heads and taking notes on the scene.
Jiang Ting waved to Yan Yan.
"?"
Yan Xun squatted beside him, only to hear Jiang Ting ask softly, "Who is Yuanfang?"
"...Pfft!" Yan Yan covered her mouth.
It was then that he remembered that Jiang Ting didn't know anything - he had been in a coma for three years, and basically missed all the Internet trends and hot words, and even if he was awake, Jiang Ting was obviously not like a person who loves the Internet. Veteran officer.
"Look, I can't call you Jiang Ting in front of everyone, it's not good for people to hear, you say it's Team Jiang." Yan Yan covered his mouth and quietly explained to him in his ear: "Now I Just tell people that you are my friend, your name is Yuanfang, make do with a fake name, eh
Jiang Ting's expression was dubious, and Yan Yan smiled and patted him.
"...There is really no doubt about this scene." Jiang Ting finally turned to the blood stains and said, "The blood pool is thick in the middle and thin at the edges, and one side is slightly affected by clothing. There is no wiping or transfer-like blood around, so it can be basically determined to be the first scene; If it's weird, it's also because the surrounding area is too clean and there are no other traces of fighting."
"If the suspect is well-trained with knives, he can indeed hit one hit," Yan Yan agreed.
"It's possible. We can't make too many pre-determined suspects based on experience alone, and chemistry graduate students may also have been trained in controlled knives. For example, I have seen groups of adults fighting with one death and eight injuries, and finally found out that the main culprit is The case of a twelve-year-old boy, and…”
Jiang Ting stopped suddenly, stood up, moved his shoulders, and said, "Why hasn't the person who searched the suspect's dormitory come back?"
Yan Yan keenly smelled the drama: "What else?"
"… "
"What about you, hello!"
"Someone killed a gun-wielding drug dealer with a single blow from the bottom of a wine bottle!" Jiang Tu forcefully pulled his wrist back, and said coldly, "It fully proves that there is no limit to a person's foolishness and luck!"
Yan Yan made a "thank you for your praise" in a graceful manner.
"Yan Fu, Yan Fu!" Han Xiaomei held up a piece of paper, and ran out of breath, suddenly caught a glimpse of the smile on Yan Yan's face that had not completely disappeared, and suddenly stumbled and almost stumbled.
Yan Yan miraculously changed his face in a second: "What are you doing, frizzy?"
"Yellow—that yellow—"
Since the anti-pornography incident, as long as Yan Yan heard the word "Huang", her heart beat faster, her adrenaline surged, and her lower back felt a pain: "Can you talk, ah?! You teach the police, Lao Gao, Lao Gao! "
"Hey, hey, technical investigator Huang and Director Huang asked me to give this to you." Han Xiaomei almost bit her tongue: "This is an urgent inventory of the chemical company's storage office. The preliminary documents for the stolen raw materials, I have I, I... I'm still waiting to meet Director Huang."
Yan Yan looked angrily, took the document from her hand, looked down and saw that the paper was full of chemical terms and molecular formulas, so she couldn't help but tell Jiang Ting.
"..." Han Xiaomei muttered silently.
Yan Yan asked sensitively, "Are you scolding me?"
Han Xiaomei said with a guilty conscience, "Ah? No, no."
"Your mouth shape just now, that's right, isn't it scolding me?"
"I'm not, I'm not, don't mess around..."
"You two are not finished," Jiang Ting said suddenly coldly.
Han Xiaomei stepped back three steps in a row, like a meek and frightened little mouse.
Jiang Ting took out his pen and circled two groups of chemical formulas on the paper, saying, "These two can synthesize methylamine." Then he circled two groups: "o-chlorophenylcyclopentanone." Finally, he circled one group: "Safrole. "
It was not until the last three words came out that Yan Yan fully understood what he meant, and his expression suddenly turned ashen.
"It's all the precursors of amphetamines," Jiang Ting gently threw the watch back to Yan Yan and sighed:
"It's really high IQ, but it's a pity. Prepare to issue a notice to arrest people."
"Impossible, let me go in and have a look, I don't believe... how is it possible!"
A female voice suddenly came from outside the crowd, and Jiang Ting and Yan Yan looked back at the same time. I saw a very beautiful young girl crumbling, almost fainting, Ding Jiawang reluctantly stretched out his hand to support her, his face full of bitterness and helplessness.
Yan Yan suddenly frowned: "I know this woman."