By the time Zhao Yu and others arrived at the crime scene, it was completely dark.
Because the roads in the community are narrow, they can only park their cars outside and walk in.
Not only were yellow lines drawn outside the Guandi Temple, but there were also many police officers on duty.
Perhaps it was because this case was rather sinister, so the number of police officers on duty was far more than normal cases, and there were as many as a dozen.
However, even so, Zhao Yu could clearly feel that the expressions of these police officers were still unnatural, and it was obvious that they were still feeling faintly in their hearts.
Although the Guandi Temple has been renovated recently, it still looks particularly dilapidated. The temple exudes a stench that makes people uncomfortable.
To this end, Zhang Ling's police officers specially prepared masks for Zhao Yu and others, but Zhao Yu himself did not wear them.
All the big lights in the temple had long been damaged. The police prepared a few temporary lights. When Zhao Yu entered, they all turned on, making it bright as day.
"This is the scene of the crime," Zhang Ling led Zhao Yu to the back of the statue and introduced, "It is blocked by the statue, so people who enter the Guandi Temple cannot easily detect it!"
"So..." Zhao Yu looked at the scene and asked, "Who discovered it?"
"It rained heavily yesterday," Zhang Ling introduced. "Director Zhang Yun from the demolition department and his colleagues were investigating in the community. It rained too hard, so they hid in a temple to take shelter from the rain, and they found the victim!"
"What time?" Zhao Yu asked again.
"Around 12 noon," Zhang Ling said, "I called the police immediately after discovering the victim. The criminal police from the branch rushed to the scene first, and then notified our city bureau... "
"Have you asked the residents?" Zhao Yu continued, "Does anyone come here usually?"
"Very few," Zhang Ling replied. "We asked the neighborhood committee, streets and residents. They said that no one comes to the Guandi Temple to burn incense. Although the door is open, on weekdays, only some truant students come to the temple to burn incense. Come here, smoke something here...
"We have started conducting door-to-door surveys, and also sent a team of people to nearby schools to inquire..."
While Zhang Ling was talking, Zhao Yu took the photo of the crime scene, stepped behind the statue, and began to think seriously.
Seeing Zhao Yu thinking seriously, Zhang Ling wanted to say something, but didn't dare to say anything.
"Leave me alone..." Zhao Yu said without raising his head, "You continue to talk about your story, I'm listening!"
"Oh..." Zhang Ling continued, "The forensics department found no suspicious fingerprints or skin tissue. The fingerprints found on the guqin also belonged to the deceased.
"Also, the deceased was dressed up as a Taoist priest. The Taoist priest's clothes were not real Taoist priest clothes. Judging from the fabric and style, they looked more like costumes for TV or performances.
"We should also send people to find channels. They will compare them one by one according to the composition of the fabric. However, there are many theater troupes and film and television companies in Andu, um... they... um... need some time... "
The reason why Zhang Ling became hesitant was because he found that Zhao Yu sometimes stood, sometimes meditated, and in the end, he was still lying on the ground, which made his skin crawl. This was the first time he saw someone surveying a crime scene like this.
"Also... and..." Zhang Ling could only continue to introduce, "We also sent people to investigate the interpersonal relationship of the deceased Niu Jinkui to see if it was a vendetta..."
"Vendetta..." Cui Lizhu shook her head and said, "This case doesn't look like... a vendetta!"
"Indeed..." Zeng Ke nodded and said, "It feels a bit like the case in France that the team leader mentioned before!"
"Are you talking about... the oil painting murder case?" Cui Lizhu said with deep sympathy, "We want to go together, that's what I thought just now!
"Well... Sister Wu," Cui Lizhu turned to Wu Xiumin and asked, "What do you think? Do you feel that the dead are more like works of art? Isn't it said that ghost culture is popular here in Fengtao Bay?"
"It's hard to say now," Wu Xiumin said cautiously, "We have to look at the body again before we can do the profiling. From the surface, this case is indeed different from ordinary crimes..."
"Fengtaowan is just a general term," Zhang Ling explained to Cui Lizhu, "In the past, it generally referred to the area along the Jiang'an River in the southeast of Andu City.
"It is said that there was a large city here at first, but later it was massacred and all the people in the city were killed.
"Those who were lucky enough to escape later built ghost temples to pay homage to the souls of these tragic deaths and to save the souls, so a unique ghost culture gradually formed...
"But... in the final analysis, ghost culture still encourages people to be kind and do good deeds, but it doesn't teach anyone to kill people!?"
"So..." Cui Lizhu looked at Zhao Yu and whispered to everyone, "I think this matter should be related to the Ghost King case 66 years ago. I said this uncle..." Cui Lizhu turned to Zhang Ling, "About that Tao Yulan, have you found anything
"Does Tao Yulan have any descendants? Do his descendants want to fulfill Tao Yulan's last wish?"
"Hmm... well..." Zhang Ling looked slightly embarrassed, "I... we haven't found it yet. It's too old. We need time..."
"Tao Yulan was an opera singer," Cui Lizhu added. "The victim who died now was also an opera singer. I want to see if there is a notice or something? A reminder to all the opera singers
"I bet this case won't end like this..."
After Cui Lizhu finished speaking, she immediately realized her gaffe and quickly covered her mouth.
Although there was some truth to her worries, it was obviously inappropriate to say it in such a public place, and it was inconsistent with her status as a special coordinator.
Sure enough, all the police officers present looked at Cui Lizhu strangely, making the scene slightly embarrassing.
"Captain Zhang," at this time, Zhao Yu finally recovered from his selfless state and said to Zhang Ling, "our agent Xiao Cui's reminder is not unreasonable, but... in this situation, it is obvious that reminders alone are not enough. The most urgent task is to catch the murderer as soon as possible!
"Let's see..." Zhao Yu said seriously, "Since the murderer did it so meticulously, I believe he must have put a lot of effort into the deceased Niu Jinkui.
"So, you sent someone to find all the surveillance videos about Niu Jinkui in the past month, observe and compare them one by one, and make video deductions to see if anyone is following him or following him secretly?"
"Oh! I understand, I understand..." Zhang Ling wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, nodded and said, "I'll arrange for someone to do it right now!"
“Also,” Zhao Yu added, “Niu Jinkui’s WeChat account and address book were also checked thoroughly by someone to see if there were any suspicious persons or information.
"Finally, we need to investigate the video about Niu Jinkui from the night of the crime to see how Niu Jinkui was kidnapped by the murderer that night..."
"We are already doing this, we are doing it..." Zhang Ling nodded, "Don't worry! Then..." He raised his head and asked Zhao Yu, "Next, will you go to the police station to check the body?"
"Go!" Zhao Yu said simply, "But there is still something else I hope you can help me with!"
"Oh? What's the matter? Just ask!"
"Please bring me the "Record of the Ghost King" and show it to me..." Zhao Yu said, "I still don't know who the ten ghosts recorded in it are!
"At least, you have to know who the Ghost King is next, right?"
(End of chapter)