When Han Yue rushed to the Public Security Bureau, he saw Gao Liangqing, a close buddy of his in the High Court, and Pei Zhi's uncle who was the top leader in the Public Security Bureau. These two people are more or less related to Han Qiang. When Han Qiang bumped into someone, Commander's wife begged Han Yue's best buddy Gao Liangqing, and this buddy bought the commander and his wife's great face; another Uncle Pei His wife has a good relationship with the commander's wife, and he watched Han Qiang grow up.
When Han Yue was driving along the way, he still couldn't believe it. He found out that it was Han Qiang's with just one hand? Human hands are not pig's hooves, so can they pick them up all over the ground? When he arrived at the forensic office, he saw a group of people gathered around the door, several relatives and friends were supporting the wife of the commander who was crying, and he could hear her wailing from a distance, Han Yue couldn't help but his heart sank, and he sped up. He walked over and called out, "Mom!"
"My poor son! My miserable son!" Mrs. Commander's voice was already hoarse, her face was flushed, her hair was disheveled and her whole body was trembling: "Which one who lost the heavenly wolf killed my son, I want their whole family to be buried with him! I want Their whole family was buried with them!... "
The relatives and friends who accompanied the tears saw Han Yue approaching, and they all knew that this was the person in power of the Han family, so they quickly stepped aside respectfully. Han Yue stepped forward quickly, grabbed the commander's wife's hand and asked, "What's going on?"
The commander's wife was choked with sobs, stretched out her hand and hit Han Yue hard, and cursed: "You still know how to come back!" Then she grabbed Han Yue again, and cried loudly: "Your brother was murdered!" Yes, I was murdered!"
For a moment, Han Yue's mind went blank, his hands and feet were blank and he didn't feel anything, he only heard his own voice was empty, and asked very calmly: "What's going on? Why do you say it's Han Qiang?"
Han Commander came out of the analysis room. The dignified and uncompromising old man, at this moment, even his back was bent, as if he had aged ten years. He was holding a glass box with a ring in it, and Han Yue's face changed when he saw it.
That is Han Qiang's wedding ring.
"The forensic doctor said that the boss may have been killed more than 20 days ago." After saying this, Old Commander Han's voice suddenly choked up: "Poor my son, more than 20 days ago...Xiao Gao and Uncle Pei were watching inside." Report, you... You also go in and have a look... "
Poor such an old man, he couldn't help crying at the end.
Of course, it is not easy for outsiders to intervene in this kind of scene. Gao Liangqing and Uncle Pei are both sitting in the analysis room. When Han Yue walked in, they all stood up and patted him on the shoulder with a heavy face, and Uncle Pei comforted him in a low voice: "Han Er, your family can only rely on you now, please support your parents... "
Han Yue didn't know what was going on in his heart, his mind was messed up, something hurt in his eyes, he nodded and said "Ok" after a long while, and even smiled politely in conditioned reflex.
Gao Liangqing also patted Han Yue's back hard: "Han Er, you are a good person, cheer up! I will ask them to drive you to the warehouse site in the suburbs. Han Qiang's hand was found in the mud. It has become boneless, and a very small amount of human tissue was found scattered around, but it was very scattered and highly decomposed. The murderer may have divided the body into extremely fragmented small pieces after the murder, and used some methods that we do not know to separate the large pieces. Some of the corpses were destroyed..." When he said this, he felt a little unbearable, "Han Er, think about whether your boss has made any enemies. Can you get it out? Besides, the ring on your boss's hand is worth tens of thousands, but the murderer didn't even move. Obviously, he just wants to die and not make money. I know you feel uncomfortable. You should calm down and think about it, and fight for it. Give us some clues to come out..."
Han Yue listened with a dazed expression, his eyes blurred for a while. Gao Liangqing saw that his expression was not right, so he quickly helped him to sit down, poured another cup of hot water and forced it into his hand. Han Yue mechanically drank several sips of water before he felt that the buzzing in his ears gradually subsided, he could see things clearly in front of his eyes, and felt some sensation in his hands and feet.
When he opened his mouth, he found that his voice was extremely hoarse, and the words he said were almost unintelligible, "... I received a text message from him more than 20 days ago, saying that he took his mistress to Jiuzhaigou for a trip..."
"Some of his blood-soaked clothes were found at the scene, but he didn't have a mobile phone. The murderer may have killed someone first, and sent you a text message to cover up the time of the crime. Maybe the murderer is very familiar with your brothers. Take a look What number was that text message sent?"
Han Yue took out his mobile phone with trembling hands, and called up the time of the text message. Gao Liangqing saw it and said, "Yes, it should be the time when the forensic doctor identified Han Qiang's death. Do you know Han Er, your boss?" The pregnant mistress A Ling has disappeared!"
Han Yue was surprised that he wasn't shocked when he heard the news. Maybe Han Qiang's incident was too exciting, just like a numb body, even if he was pricked with a needle or burned with fire, he couldn't feel pain.
"Currently we are focusing on investigating her, and we do not rule out the possibility that she was also killed. A Ling and her mobile phone are important clues in Han Qiang's case. Now we are investigating Han Qiang's communication records before the accident. We will notify you as soon as we have news. you."
While Gao Liangqing was talking, a few policemen came over and reported something to Uncle Pei. Uncle Pei came over and patted Han Yue, saying, "Go and see the scene. Your father insists on going, but I'm afraid he will Stimulated…”
Han Yue stood up, shook Gao Liangqing's hand heavily: "Please." He bowed to Uncle Pei again, and said, "I'll talk to the old man, thank you."
Uncle Pei sighed, and asked again: "Don't you look at your boss's hand?"
Han Yue was silent for a long time, and finally turned around and walked out the door, saying in a low voice, "Don't watch."
The area around the warehouse on the outskirts of the city has been sealed off, and a group of armed police can be seen surrounding it from afar. Han Qiang's hand was found in an open space a few hundred meters away from the warehouse. There were signs of recent turning on the ground, as if something big had been dug out of the ground. A large amount of blood was found in a nearby warehouse, Gao Liangqing told Han Yue that was the scene of the crime.
"Han Qiang was killed in the warehouse. The process may have lasted for a long time, possibly several hours. The dismemberment process was also completed in the warehouse, because tiny human tissues were detected there. It is speculated that Han Qiang Qiang may have been divided into many small pieces. Afterwards, the murderer put him in a bag, took him to this open space several hundred meters away, dug a hole more than one meter deep, buried the bag, and made the surface Cover-up work. Do you see that the pile of leaves around is unnatural? This is a cover-up object that was cleaned up later. Afterwards, the murderer returned to the warehouse area to dispose of the bloody clothes and murder weapons.
Gao Liangqing paused, looked at Han Yue's face and asked, "Can you persevere?"
Han Yue squatted on the open space, lit a cigarette with trembling hands, took a deep puff, and said, "Go on, I'm listening."
Gao Liangqing knew that Han Yue was a master who never blinked or jumped on the battlefield, and thanks to his strong mentality, he would have collapsed long ago if he put it on others. He patted Han Yue with great admiration, and sighed again: "Actually, there is a lot of doubt in this matter. Have you seen the fragments of the bag over there? It wasn't that we dug it out from the ground later, but it was originally It has already exposed the surface, and the fragments inside are missing, and the clothes found are also tattered, and there are traces of being bitten by sharp teeth."
Han Yue froze for a moment: "Could it be that some beast took the bag out of the ground, and then..."
"Impossible. No wild animal can dig out something from a buried pit more than one meter deep. Besides, there are no traces of wild beasts in the vicinity. Look at the soil marks on the edge of the pit. The freshest one is the police later. We dug, these relatively old traces are assumed to be dug by the murderer, and they are divided into upper and lower lanes, which means that the murderer dug the bag out of the ground shortly after burying the bag... But why did he do that? If If the bag had been buried well, it would not have been so easy to find out. And after he dug out the bag, what did he do with the pieces? Could it be that he just left the bag here and left by himself, the beast came over Eat the pieces and bite the clothes? It doesn't make sense."
Han Yue reluctantly hummed, then lowered his head to smoke again.
"There is one more important thing," Gao Liangqing said, "Although it is already highly corrupt, the forensic doctor's opinion is that the hand was cut very... How should I put it, neatly. Have you heard the story of Paodingjieniu? ?”
Han Yue nodded.
"We speculate that the murderer had a very sharp and smooth knife. He effectively avoided the hard-to-dismember parts of the human skeleton when cutting, and left a circular incision at the arm joint. The blade did not graze the cartilage, and did not touch The long bone is difficult to cut, and the whole movement should be very smooth and complete, so the whole process of dismembering Han Qiang's body should not take a lot of time. We can speculate that the murderer is a person who is very good at using knives."
Han Yue's pupils shrank suddenly, and his throat tightened when he spoke: "Hou Hongchang and Zhao Ting..."
Gao Liangqing nodded: "I doubt it too. If these three cases can be linked together, it should give us more clues."
At this time, a policeman rushed over: "Vice President Gao! The communication records have been retrieved!"
Han Yue stood up abruptly and strode forward to meet him, and Gao Liangqing quickly followed with a few steps.
When the state organs are mobilized, eight generations of a person's ancestors can be clearly investigated. The murder of Han Qiang has touched the sensitive nerves of some people in power. Almost all investigations at this juncture have been given the green light all the way, and even without Gao Liangqing asking, someone specially sent relevant clues to the door.
Han Qiang's mobile phone information was checked clearly, the last text message was sent to Han Yue, and no calls were made after that. In the calls made or received a few days before the murder, one of the numbers appeared frequently. On the morning of Han Qiang's murder, he even made a call to Han Qiang's mobile phone, and the call time was displayed as 53 seconds.
Gao Liangqing ticked a few suspicious numbers and ordered: "Check!"
The result came out quickly. A few days before Han Qiang was murdered, he made all those phone calls to his mistress A Ling, his own family, some cronies, and several bosses in the work unit. All the numbers were checked one by one, except for the number that was connected to the victim that morning, which could not be found. It was an anonymous mobile phone card.
The investigation direction quickly focused on this anonymous number, but soon they found that the card had been destroyed, and all suspicions were gone.
Gao Liangqing was angry: "Check the phone! Tell Uncle Pei to go and check it, if something goes wrong, I'll take care of it! Say hello to the top and start checking the signal tower. As long as the card is used in which phone, even if it's only called With just one phone call, I can also find out!"
Han Yue said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you very much. The matter of our boss has always troubled you. It was thanks to you for selling the face of my old man and old lady when I bumped into people..."
"What are you talking about? We are brothers. What's there to see?" Gao Liangqing also lit a cigarette and shook his head solemnly: "If what happened to Hou Hongchang, Zhao Ting and Han Qiang were all done by the same murderer , then this matter has become a big deal, and several families involved will not let it go. The murderer can't be found, if found, his whole family will probably be wiped out to vent their anger... "
Han Yue twitched the corners of his mouth, only feeling that the muscles on his face were very stiff, "Yeah, didn't my old lady just say that she wanted the murderer's family to be buried with her? I don't care about his family, but I will definitely kill the murderer." Damn it counts!"
The process of checking the mobile phone is a little longer than checking the number, but the result is quickly obtained. It's very bad, the signal can't be searched at all, the murderer has destroyed the phone, and this clue is broken again.
Gao Liangqing's temples twitched: "Fuck, who the hell did it? It's so professional! If it's not a professional killer, it must be a criminal genius, or it must be an American crime drama after watching too many photos." It’s a gourd painting ladle!”
Han Yue asked: "Is there any other way? Track down the marketer of that mobile phone card. If you're lucky, you might be able to find out who bought that card and owns that number..."
Gao Liangqing clapped his hands and said, "That's right!" Then he hurriedly ordered his subordinates to look up the salesman of the mobile phone card with that number.
This investigation is time-consuming, and it is already late. Han Yue suffered a lot this day, and he needed to go back to comfort his parents. Gao Liangqing drove him away: "Go back, go back, I will notify you immediately if there is any clue. Uncle Han and Aunt Han still need you." Be a son and comfort them well, you must not fall down."
Accompanied by several policemen, Han Yue left the scene, and when he got out of the open space, he felt uncomfortable and flustered. His nostrils seemed to be filled with the smell of mud, which made him dizzy for a while.
Old Commander Han and Commander's wife had already been escorted home. The sister-in-law passed out as soon as she heard the news, and now she was lying in the bedroom surrounded by a large circle of doctors and nurses. The house was full of gloom, and Mrs. Commander sat in the room where Han Qiang lived as a child and cried silently. Old Commander Han accompanied her, and from time to time wiped away the muddy old tears from her eyes.
Han Yue walked into the room and stood beside them silently. Seeing him, the commander's wife asked with tears in her eyes, "Has the murderer been found?"
Han Yue shook his head.
"Why can't you find it? Why can't you find the murderer?" The commander's wife burst into tears as she spoke, and kept patting the bed: "Hurry up and give me back my son! Give me back my son!"
Old Commander Han hurriedly grabbed her and comforted her in a choked up voice.
Han Yue stood with him for a while, feeling that the room was suffocating, so he walked out of the courtyard slowly. He didn't know where to go, he just didn't want to stay at home, he was so hungry, but he didn't want to eat anything. He drove out in the car in a daze, and when he realized it, he realized that he had already driven to the gate of Chu Ci's hospital.
He hesitated for a while, but went in anyway.
Chu Ci was reading for a while in the evening, drinking the chicken porridge from the VIP restaurant of the hospital without a mouthful. Han Yue stood outside the ward and looked at him. For a moment, only his slim profile was left in his eyes, and his mind was blank. Even the deep sadness was completely numb, and he couldn't feel the pain.
Chu Ci turned a page of the book, and when he looked up, he suddenly saw Han Yue standing outside the door, froze for a moment, and waved to him.
Han Yue didn't react for a moment, and stayed for several seconds before slowly opening the door and walking in.
Chu Ci looked him up and down indifferently, and asked after a while, "You look very ugly, what happened?"
Han Yue didn't know why, he obviously didn't cry for a whole day, he didn't cry when the commander's wife was crying, and he didn't cry when the old commander Han was ten years old in a trance, he was very nervous when he was at the scene. He calmly assisted in the investigation, and when he returned home to accompany his parents in Han Qiang's room before his death, he was also very calm. He obviously held on well all the time, but when Chu Ciping asked him plainly, "What's going on?", tears suddenly flowed down his face.
Chu Ci had never seen Han Yue cry before, so he seemed to be stunned.
"...Han Qiang was killed." Han Yue tried his best to wipe away the tears on his face, but wiped more and more, even his hands were wet, "My elder brother, he is gone..."
Chu Ci was silent for a moment, unable to see his expression clearly in the shadows, it took a long time before he heard him softly say: "Don't cry..."
Han Yue walked over and suddenly felt very tired. His body and mind seemed to be exhausted all of a sudden, and he couldn't even stand still.
He sat slumped by the bed, looking at Chu Ci's slightly sad face.
"... I have a very close family member. I was also very sad when she passed away. It felt like the sky was falling." Chu Ci raised her hand and gently wiped the tears from Han Yue's face, her movements were very gentle and even Yu Wenrou, "It hurts, doesn't it? I've had that feeling too. I'm sorry, Han Yue... I'm sorry."
Han Yue stared blankly at Chu Ci, for a moment he couldn't hear anything, and the whole world turned into a silent background. He lost all feeling all over his body, except that he could only feel Chu Ci's gentle touch, one by one, all his pain and sorrow were deposited in the deepest part of his heart.
He didn't know when he cried bitterly, Chu Ci hugged him, patted his back lightly, his movements were very gentle and indulgent.
"I'm sorry, Han Yue," he whispered, "I'm sorry."
In the quiet ward, only Han Yue's suppressed crying could be heard, drowning out Chu Ci's sigh-like apology.
He cried so intently and happily, as if he had never shed so many tears in his whole life. Chu Ci felt that the shoulders of his pajamas were soaked, and the hot tears made him dazed. In an instant, he had an illusion, as if he was embracing himself who had traveled through time and space.