The identity investigation of the deceased was done by Xiao Liu. At this moment, Xiao Liu wanted to give himself two slaps. He said: "I preconceived that the deceased was Zhang Xutong, so I didn't investigate the identity of the deceased carefully, and the staff were all..."
Xiao Liu was alluding to the fact that Team Leader Shao sent almost all his staff out. Team Leader Shao coughed twice, and then said: "There is nothing else to do now, let's investigate who the deceased is, and report the disappearances reported everywhere." We need to find out the identity of the deceased."
Now that the murderer has been found, although there are still many doubts, there is no pressure anymore.
Until lunch time, Xiao Liu still didn't come back.
The three of us chatted while eating, and I asked, "Mary..."
"Call me Sister Mary or senior, thank you." Mary picked up a large piece of braised pork and gave me a supercilious look.
"Well, Mary." I said, "Why isn't your husband here? I heard he was a coach when he was twenty-five."
Mary heard the words, ate the braised pork into her stomach, and said, "It is said that it is a secret mission, and there is no whereabouts so far. But I said you boy, why do you know us so well, my husband is so low-key You know everyone."
I shrugged, and then said: "Where I grew up, many people were sent by your husband..."
In the afternoon, Xiao Liu walked in with a mournful face. He said, "Boss, among the filings for the missing person report, there is no information about the deceased at all, and there is no corresponding one. She has been dead for two days. It's time, and according to common sense, it's a bit strange that no one called the police for a 20-year-old girl who hasn't come home for two days."
This is indeed very strange, in fact, she appeared in the rainy night is the strangest thing.
I thought about it while pulling my hair with my hands. I suddenly remembered a small detail. When we found Luo Zhongcheng last night, Luo Zhongcheng died. We found three packs of such things, which is not a small amount.
This is not the point, the point is that Luo Zhongcheng once wiped the packaging with toilet paper.
"Give me a copy of the train timetable." I said to Xiao Liu, "I want the green leather car!"
When we were solving crimes in the western suburbs, trains passed in front of us one after another, and there were old-fashioned green leather cars mixed in with them. Maybe we could find some clues from this green leather car. Although Xiao Liu couldn't understand what I was going to do, since I was recruited by his boss, he didn't dare not listen to my words.
"Don't go." Mary swept away the braised pork on the table and said, "I'll come."
As she said that, Mary took out an ultra-thin laptop, which was of a style and brand I had never seen before, and it seemed to be custom-made as well. It was only then that I remembered that Mary is an expert, and there are no more than five people who are better than her. Soon, a train timetable appeared in front of me, and even who the train captain and flight attendant were was very detailed.
The time the woman died the night before was probably around 2:10, and twenty minutes later, it was probably the time when the woman came here. The departure time of the train, the speed of the train, and the distance from the place of origin to the place where the woman was killed. When we know these three items of data, we will know whether there was a train passing by when the woman came here.
The train that the informant Zhang Xiaotong took was an express train starting with the letter T. This kind of train would only stop in major prefecture-level cities throughout the journey, and basically would not stop in this city. At this time, the victim was already dead, and Luo Zhongcheng was throwing the body away. So the trains after that should not be considered, what we are looking for is the train before this.
Sure enough, a green leather car passed by thirteen minutes before.
The woman should arrive earlier than the train, otherwise it is easy to make mistakes.
I was pulling my hair while thinking, rainy night, woman, slow moving train. Up to this point in the case, there is actually a huge doubt from the beginning to the end. This doubt is why some women always run on the train track. From my previous collection, this should be the fourth one.
The nature of the previous determination has always been accidental death, because basically nothing can be seen. Although the interval between them is long, it is too shocking.
Seeing my complex expression, Team Leader Shao walked up to me and asked softly, "Did you find anything?"
"Nightclubs, bars, KTV." I named three places.
Mary rolled her eyes up and said, "Your thinking is really jumpy. You asked for the train timetable before, but now you are talking about nightclubs. What do you want to do?"
I looked into Mary's eyes: "Look for someone."
"Who are you looking for?" Mary asked.
"Looking for the identity of the deceased." I replied.
At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, most people have already fallen asleep.
One night, I found a tired and sneaky figure. He immediately shouted to the figure: "What is the order of metal activity!"
The other party was startled, and immediately replied: "Potassium, calcium, sodium, magnesium, aluminum, zinc, iron, tin, lead, hydrogen, copper, mercury, silver, and platinum."
He waved his hand and said, "Those who are still on the street at this late hour are either doing bad things or are students."
But in fact, there are several most prosperous places at the moment, nightclubs, KTV, dance halls and bars. Here, the nightlife has just begun. Gu Chen and I were standing in front of a nightclub called "Black Forest". At this moment, we could see young men and women throwing up on the side of the street, and some even lying on the side of the road and sleeping soundly.
An exciting activity quietly arises in this atmosphere - picking people up.
For example, the three yellow-haired youths sitting on the side of the road at ten o'clock toward me, they sat on the ground and smoked, looking at the Black Forest Bar from time to time.
But I don't care about that, I'm here looking for someone.
There are two worlds outside the door and inside the door. There is silence outside the door, but the noise inside the door is like a vegetable market, shouting, music, and the sound of wine bottles colliding with cocktails. The smell is really unbearable. It creates a feeling of confusion, as if you are already drunk as soon as you enter the door.
Staying up late is not having the courage to end the day. Under the feasting and feasting, most of the people here are drunk, they are sweating profusely, drunk with money.
"Sir..." A waiter saw me coming in.
I looked around, and picked up a wine bottle from a table at random. Before the people at the table got angry, I smashed it on the table, and the waiter knew that I was deliberately looking for trouble. Yes, directly using the microphone hanging on the side of the shirt to say: "Brother Li, someone is making trouble."
After a while, a bald man appeared in front of Gu Chen and me with a few people.
"It's you who caused the trouble?" Da Jinlianzi said with a bald head.
"Don't you believe me when I say it?" I said sincerely, "I'm here to find Sister Mao. I can't see you without this method."
"Sister Mao." The big bald head slammed his shirt on the ground, revealing the blue dragon and a scar on his chest: "You brat still dare to look for Sister Mao? If I don't break you up today, I won't be called bald head." Biao!"
I am helpless, why the truth is always hard to believe.
"Don't be too harsh," I said.
"It's too late to beg for mercy now," Bald Biao said.
I shrugged my shoulders, and after I finished smoking a cigarette, Bald Biao and a few of my men were already lying on the ground. I handed Gu Chen a cigarette, and said, "Thank you brother, leave the rest to me."
Gu Chen took the cigarette, and then said: "This bald man is not as powerful as those beggars at the train station before, this is for them to pretend."
A beggar is not necessarily a real beggar, and a thug is not necessarily a real thug. In fact, the thugs in many bars are nothing more than casual people on the street, relying on their numbers and power, if they really meet experts, they will be powerless to fight back. And the bald man in front of me is obviously a fake thug.
"Break me up?" I asked.
Bald shook his head.
"Can you call Sister Mao?" I said.
Bald nodded.
An hour later, Sister Mao appeared in front of me. I observed this woman carefully, and it was the same as the second brother Huang I knew before. She was a woman in her thirties with wavy hair. cigarettes.
A cloud of cigarettes unfurls under the light, covering a dozen people behind her.
"Miss Mao?" I asked.
"Is it you who caused the trouble?" Sister Mao said: "Although the Black Forest is not my main territory, it is not something that can be caused by just any random hair. Go up and teach the two children a lesson, so that you don't get disabled."
I stretched out my hand, made a gesture of surrender, and said, "I'm not here to make trouble, I'm asking Sister Mao for your help."
Sister Mao threw the cigarette on the ground, crushed it out with her gauguin shoes, and asked lazily, "Are you looking for my help?"
I nodded and said, "Second Brother Huang once told me that if I come to this city, if I can't get along, I will ask Sister Mao for help."
"Second Huang?" Sister Mao looked at me in surprise, and then said, "Who are you? What can I do for you?"
"It's my elder brother." I said, "I ask Sister Mao to look at someone for me."
As I said that, I took out the photo of the deceased's body and walked forward: "Sister Mao, is this girl one of yours?"