Generally speaking, when talking about the crime scene, there are basically several elements that cannot be ignored.
The police and the cordons they set up,
Corpses, bloodstains, and medical examiners in uniform.
Of course.
It is also inseparable from the crowds of spectators surrounding it in three layers inside and outside.
The old Taoist helped Zhou Ze squeeze through the crowd and escorted him in.
Take a breath,
He had a sense of déjà vu.
I remember my last boss also liked investigating cases.
Then, while searching, I almost searched myself to death.
Looking at his current boss behind him, Boss Zhou had a look of disgust on his face, as if he didn't want to come.
The old Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief.
At least,
The current boss is not very interested in investigating cases.
Over there, Zhang Yanfeng also came over and helped Zhou Ze in.
Zhou Ze saw the tall and thin female police officer again, and she also noticed Zhou Ze.
The female police officer must have been puzzled. Who is Zhou Ze? Why did two criminal police captains like to ask him for help when solving cases
It is nonsense to say that Zhang Yanfeng is very skilled in commanding the team. After all, he has been working here for twenty years. Now he has just changed his body.
This gave many police officers an illusion that the new boss was similar to the boss who died a while ago, and their handling styles were basically the same.
However, everyone is used to it. After the old captain died, we didn't hear his voice scolding or scolding people for a while, and we really missed him.
Old Zhang took Zhou Ze to see the body first. It was the old woman, the one who was selling newspapers at the roadside stall yesterday.
A medical examiner and her assistant are examining the body, and the preliminary autopsy report is out.
"The cause of death was a heavy blow to the back of the head, and the time of death was probably in the second half of the night, because the body was found by a passerby at six in the morning, and the two of us left here at eleven-thirty yesterday, so we can basically analyze the approximate time of death.
Also, look here.
This is a cement road in the countryside. This is the deceased's tricycle. According to preliminary inquiries from the deceased's family, the deceased usually went to set up a stall near Xiaoshi Bridge to sell newspapers at six o'clock in the evening. He would definitely come back on his tricycle when the newspapers were sold out or at the latest before one o'clock in the morning.
If the newspapers sell out early, they will come back earlier.
This location is about 20 minutes’ tricycle ride away from where we met the deceased yesterday, and it is not far from the deceased’s home, which is just behind the field in front. Her husband passed away a few years ago, and her son has long since married and moved out, so she lives alone in the old house.”
After explaining the general situation, Zhang Yanfeng lowered his voice and leaned close to Zhou Ze's ear and asked:
"Why don't I see any souls?"
"He probably went straight to hell." Zhou Ze explained.
If every dead person's ghost could take a walk around the bookstore, Boss Zhou would have become rich long ago, and he would have been able to count the ghost money at home until his hands were numb.
Zhou Ze also squatted down and asked for a pair of gloves from the forensic doctor. He roughly examined the body. Although Boss Zhou was not a forensic doctor, if one only looked at the surface to infer something, the surgeon would also have the advantage of experience.
The cause of death was indeed a severe blow to the back of the head.
"What is this red powder?" Zhou Ze asked, pointing at the dust on the dead man's hair at the back of his head.
"It's a red brick." The female forensic doctor answered directly, "Preliminary inference is that the murder weapon should be a red brick. We have asked people to search nearby, but we have not received any feedback yet."
Zhou Ze nodded, indicating that he understood.
Nowadays, there are many crime dramas and detective novels. Although many of them are made up, there are also many true parts.
I remember that a few years ago, the United States filmed a documentary that detailed criminal investigation techniques, but it was later stopped because the documentary could also be used as a popular science education film about the murderer committing the crime.
At least, in recent years, as long as it is not a purely panic-related murder of passion, the proportion of murderers who will hide the murder weapon, wipe off the fingerprints and try not to leave any DNA information in a premeditated and prepared murder case has begun to increase continuously.
If the murder weapon was just a red brick, the murderer would take it away directly after killing someone and then throw it away in an inconspicuous place. It would be really difficult for the police to find it.
Zhou Ze stood up and looked at the tricycle that was parked on the side and was also cordoned off. There was a human figure drawn with chalk on the ground next to the tricycle. It should be the posture in which the deceased was lying on the ground when he was found.
"Did you see anything, boss?" Zhang Yanfeng asked in a low voice.
"I can see it, and you can see it too."
Zhou Ze didn't think that an old criminal policeman would be worse than himself.
actually,
The course of events is already clear.
You can even clearly imagine the scene at that time.
The old woman rode her tricycle home at about 12:30.
Then a dark shadow rushed up from behind with a brick and hit the old woman who was riding the bike directly. The old woman fell off the bike and died.
The old man rides the tricycle very slowly, and an adult can catch up with him with a little sprint.
"This is a country road area, there are no cameras, and because it was late at night, the probability of there being witnesses to the crime would be low."
Saying,
Zhang Yanfeng said seriously:
"Most importantly, isn't all this too coincidental?"
Zhou Ze nodded. Yes, what a coincidence.
Yesterday, Lao Zhang and I went to the scene where the body was dumped sixteen years ago and saw this old woman. It turned out that she had been killed immediately.
I am not Conan, and I don’t carry the aura of a dead person wherever I go.
Although there is no direct evidence, people instinctively can't help but think of the two cases together.
"What day is today?" Zhou Ze asked.
"August 16th." Zhang Yanfeng replied.
"Yesterday was the 15th. What date did the corpse dumping case happen sixteen years ago?" Zhou Ze asked.
Zhang Yanfeng had never given up on that case, so almost all the information about it was imprinted in his mind. He answered directly without flipping through the files:
"Neon was discovered in...
Ahem.
The RF was discovered on September 1, 2002. After investigation, it was found that the first person to pick up the meat and bring it home was on August 17, 2002.
"August 17, August 15." Zhou Ze repeated silently, and then said: "August 17 is the earliest known date when body parts were found, but the victim should have been killed a little earlier."
"Do you mean?"
"Yesterday was the 15th, and the case in 2012 also happened in August. Is it possible that yesterday was actually the 16th anniversary of the death of the victim in the dismemberment case?"
Zhang Yanfeng's face twitched.
He didn't think Zhou Ze was making far-fetched claims or talking nonsense.
Because this possibility is really great.
It has almost become a rule that the murderer likes to return to the crime scene and squeeze in with the crowd to watch the excitement.
It's just like when people stand up after taking a shit, they like to look back and look down at the poop they have excreted.
Zhang Yanfeng's face suddenly twisted, his breathing became faster, and his fingers began to tremble. This was because of anger.
"That is to say, it is very likely that the murderer went there not long after we left yesterday.
even,
Maybe while we're there,
The murderer has passed us by before!"
Lao Zhang clenched his fists immediately.
If the murderer had really passed by me yesterday,
It's really a humiliation.
What a disgrace to one's profession!
"You should investigate here first. Maybe we are overthinking it. How could such a coincidence happen in this world? Right?"
Zhang Yanfeng nodded with some difficulty, and then said: "I really hope it was him. Sixteen years ago, due to limited conditions, he was able to get away with it for so many years. If he is the one who killed someone this time, I will never let him escape again."
Zhou Ze reached out and patted Zhang Yanfeng on the shoulder, then walked out.
The Taoist priest followed immediately and the two of them got into the car.
The Taoist priest sat in the driver's seat, started the car, and asked, "Boss, are we going back to the bookstore?"
"No, go to the Little Stone Bridge."
Not long after,
The car drove into the small road that Zhou Ze and Lao Zhang came from yesterday.
After getting off the car,
Zhou Ze sat down on the curb.
I vaguely remember,
Yesterday I was joking with the old lady selling newspapers.
People ask if they have lost something and come back to look for it.
I even jokingly answered: Yes, I did lose a few pieces of flesh.
"Boss, is this the scene of the body dumping case that Officer Zhang mentioned sixteen years ago?"
"Um."
“Tsk tsk.”
The old Taoist began to look around.
But sixteen years have passed. For a big city, sixteen years is enough time for earth-shaking changes to occur.
Why did the old woman die
Is it true that the murderer of the dismemberment case sixteen years ago has appeared again and started committing crimes
Then why did he kill this old woman
Zhou Ze licked his lips.
actually,
There is another thing Zhou Ze noticed.
If you want to sell newspapers, shouldn't you go to the street to sell them? You should also find a place with high traffic to set up a stall. Why would that old lady set up a stall on this small road in the middle of the night
This doesn't make sense. An old man who has separated from his married son and lives alone comes out to sell newspapers to supplement his family income, so selling more newspapers should be his first priority.
"Boss, you told Officer Zhang before that when you guys came yesterday, the murderer might have come too? That's too much of a coincidence. After all, sixteen years have passed. Maybe the murderer has already died."
Zhou Ze didn't answer.
But lift your head,
Looking at the wall next to the path,
Behind the wall is an old apartment building.
Zhou Ze was suddenly stunned.
It was like a flash of lightning flashed through my mind.
Is there another possibility
That is,
murderer,
Have you lived in this dormitory building for the past sixteen years
When Lao Zhang and I came here last night,
The murderer,
In fact, I was standing behind the window of a room on a certain floor.
look,
Looking here