"We can't make a conclusion based on these alone." Peng Sijue said.
Lin Qiupu turned around to check the door lock. Although the door lock was knocked open by a policeman who smelled blood, when he checked the lock cylinder, he found that there was no trace of being picked.
The homeowner’s clothes were hung on a hanger by the door, and the keychain was also pinned to his trousers.
With the windows open in the house, it was a bit cold and the floor was dirty. Usually the homeowner walked around wearing shoes and didn't change slippers. Trying to find the killer's shoe prints would be a lot of work.
There was a plastic box of pickled pepper duck offal in the kitchen. Lin Qiupu took a look at the takeaway order on the lid of the box. It was delivered at seven ten. There was also a bottle of Erguotou half-drinked, and a plate of drunkard peanuts. . Lin Qiupu went back to the living room and turned on the TV. The bachelor did not have a set-top box, so he could not guess when he was killed.
He asked the police: "How did the informant find out?"
"The informant came to the property collecting utility bills. He heard the smell of gas in the house and no one answered the door. So he called the police. After we arrived, we slammed the door open and found the body. The gas was boiled because of the water on the stove. Put out the fire, it has been turned off. It was about nine o'clock at the time."
Peng Sijue opened the eyelids of the deceased and said: "The time of death is about two hours, and it should be between seven and eight."
"Then this food delivery man is probably the last person to see the deceased..." When thinking about the matter, Lin Qiupu's addiction to cigarettes relapsed, and he subconsciously glanced at the ashtray on the coffee table. The deceased seemed to smoke ten yuan. Zhongnanhai, but there is a different color in a pile of white cigarette butts.
Lin Qiupu walked over and picked it up. It turned out to be a rather expensive mini cigar. He compared this butt with the bite marks on other cigarette butts, and then took out the deceased’s pocket. There was only one in the deceased’s pocket. Bao Zhongnanhai, he concluded that someone had come in before and after the incident. This person must have stayed in the house for a while before leaving a cigarette butt.
He told Peng Sijue of this discovery. Peng Sijue used tweezers to observe, then took out a needle thermometer from the survey box and inserted it in. Seeing the reading on it, Peng Sijue said: "It should have been destroyed within a few hours, and A little bit of warmth."
"This kind of cigarettes is more expensive than Soft China. People who smoke this kind of cigarettes are either rich or expensive."
Peng Sijue pointed to the deceased, "He wears casual clothes when he sees such a rich man."
"That should be someone who has a good relationship?"
"Would you like to call Chen Shi over."
"No, no!" Lin Qiupu shook his head again and again, "I can't find him in any case."
The wanted criminal Ji Chunma is still being arrested these days. Lin Dongxue and Chen Shi are basically in charge of the case. The police force is severely insufficient at the moment. Lin Qiupu thinks that the bachelor’s death should not be a major case, and it should be done by himself.
The two took all the evidence for the evidence collection once, and the scene was temporarily sealed off, and the technical squadron would come over tomorrow to collect fingerprints and shoe prints again.
The body was encapsulated in a body bag, and I asked the police to send it to the bureau. Lin Qiupu said: "You go back first. I will visit the nearby residents."
"It's cold, you should be more careful."
After the police car drove away, Lin Qiupu visited his neighbors. They did not hear anything unusual that night. As for the situation of the deceased Zhou Taiyang, they said that Zhou Taiyang was a bachelor and he rarely interacted with people. He was alone drinking and watching TV at home, often watching. It's late.
A neighbor aunt said: "I heard that Lao Zhou seems to have sold his ex-wife's house recently for 500,000 to 600,000 yuan."
"Is his ex-wife childless?"
"Yes, once, Lao Zhou bragged to me that his son was out fucking so much better. I said I had never seen your son before! I don't think the relationship is very good. I understand my stepfather... His ex-wife listened to it. Let’s talk about mental illness, schizophrenia, etc. I passed away ten years ago. The house under his name was put on hold for ten years. I found many real estate agents. Only when Lao Zhou got the big red book, he sold it after he changed hands."
Lin Qiupu recorded the information one by one, thanked him, and went to the property again. However, the community camera was broken for a long time and nothing was captured.
Standing at the gate of the community and thinking for a while, flipping through the notebook in his hand, the phone number of the takeaway rider was recorded on it, so he dialed it, and the takeaway was actually a woman. Lin Qiupu said, "Hello, I’m a criminal policeman. A guest named Zhou Taiyang delivered the meal, right? That’s the case. Zhou Taiyang was found dead at home just now. I want to find out about the situation with you."
"You go to a convenience store north of Jiefang Road, I am here."
When Lin Qiupu came there, there was only one clerk in the store who was tallying the goods. Lin Qiupu asked, "You are..."
"I'm the food delivery rider, Gan Ping. I work two jobs and will look at the store here after nine o'clock." Gan Ping is a girl in her twenties, very white and thin, with big eyes and a long stripe. Long twist braids.
"It's hard work!"
"Just get used to it, Comrade Police, do you want a drink?"
"No way, just ask a few questions and leave."
Gan Ping reported that she hadn't noticed anything unusual. As usual, she put down her things and left. Lin Qiupu said, "What time was it?"
"I have a delivery record here, you can check it out."
Gan Ping took out his mobile phone, and the app clearly stated the delivery and receipt time of each order. Zhou Taiyang received the meal at 7:10, and immediately after 7:23, Gan Ping went to another community. , From the record, she has no suspicion at all.
"Maybe you are the last person to see the deceased, please remember it again, any clues are fine." Lin Qiupu still did not give up.
"Uh... this guest has a bad temper. I definitely delivered it on time, and he still scolded me for being so slow."
"what did you say?"
"Apologize, said there was a traffic jam on the road, and then left."
"What about the others?"
"Other... By the way, because the elevator hasn't come down, a man passed me by the stairs I walked, I don't know if it counts."
"Describe it."
"The lighting in the stairs is very poor, so I didn't see it clearly. It feels about the same height as you. He is wearing a stand-collar trench coat. By the way, he wears a mask and has a hairstyle. It seems that his hair is a bit long and covers his ears."
"What time was it?"
"Before 7:20, because I sent another order at 7:20."
Lin Qiupu wrote down these clues one by one and thanked him for leaving.
He crossed the road and suddenly heard a noisy movement. When he turned around, he looked at a few different men. They seemed to be drunk, noisy while walking, and opened the door to the convenience store.
I didn't want to be nosy, but seeing these men not coming out for a long time, Lin Qiupu still crossed the road to the convenience store.
I saw the men surrounding Gan Ping, and said with a smirk: "What kind of work, go with us to play!" While talking and moving, Gan Ping shrank like a frightened chick. As soon as she raised her neck, she looked straight with Lin Qiupu outside, her eyes full of asking for help.
"There is still such a retro hooligan now?"
Lin Qiupu murmured, entered the convenience store, and scolded: "Let her go!"