As soon as she came out of the boss's office, Zhen Zhen stepped up to me and asked, "Are there any new cases?"
I nodded lightly, and then waved to Xueqing who was processing the documents: "Beauty, do you have any other work at hand? If not, go out with me for a walk."
"Yes." Iceberg Beauty replied in her usual indifferent tone.
"Where's Meow?" I turned to Meow, who was eating freeze-dried strawberries.
She looked up at me and was about to answer when Viagra poked her and motioned her to look at Zhen Zhen. She looked at Zhen Zhen foolishly, then threw down the snacks, rummaged through the documents on the desktop, pretended to be busy, and shook her head at me: "I'm busy now, your name is Sister Zhen Zhen!"
"You already know?" Zhen Zhen raised her hands and cast a wary look at me.
"I know what I should know." I responded in a deliberate understatement.
"Aren't you just playing tricks, is there something wrong? Why is everyone acting weird today, first the boss, then the two of you, what happened?" Viagra suddenly became serious, Zhen Zhen's uncharacteristic behavior seemed Made him aware of the subtle changes that had taken place in the conspiracy team.
"We are all about to be laid off. Just now, the boss and the director had a disagreement on the handling of the case. The boss decided to disband the conspiracy team after investigating the case in my hands."
I raised the file in my hand.
"Then what should we do? It's not easy to find a good job now..." Miaomiao said pitifully.
"Don't worry, the boss's temper is stubborn, but he won't do things recklessly. He will arrange a way back for everyone." I comforted.
Viagra said thoughtfully: "I'm not worried about work. Anyway, bro, I can earn more money doing anything than staying here as a typist. It's just that I've been with everyone for so long, I'm really reluctant."
I smiled bitterly: "Even if we can't be colleagues, we can still be friends! We can meet often in the future!"
"Don't worry, no matter where you go, I have a way to find you." Xueqing walked behind Viagra at some point and jumped up in fright.
Viagra's exaggerated performance once again brought laughter to everyone. However, other than the simple meow, the laughter of the others did not seem to come from the heart. However, everyone has finally accepted the fact that the conspiracy team will be disbanded, and it is not in vain for Viagra.
Xiao Xiang once told me that human beings are the animals best at camouflage, other animals only camouflage themselves, but people know how to camouflage their hearts. I just discovered at this moment that Viagra, the most unreliable child on weekdays, turned out to be reliable sometimes. Of course, what made me even more unexpected was that Zhen Zhen, whom I had always trusted the most, would betray us.
"Are you mad at me?" Zhen Zhen asked suddenly on the way to Wangcun.
"How could that be! Everyone is their own master. You are the head of the Minister, and it is natural to obey him. Although you betrayed everyone, and we will lose our jobs soon. But don't care, don't think I'm sorry, all traitors are like this, you're not the first, and you won't say the last." I sneered.
"Don't think you can make fun of me like this. When I reported Xiao Xiang's story to the director, I knew you would treat me as a traitor." Even though the tears of grievance were already in the corners of her eyes, she still said firmly, "I I don't regret what I did, and I don't think I'm a traitor. On the contrary, I think Xiao Xiang is the real traitor. He not only stole evidence, but also joined the cult and worked for the cult... "
"Shut up!" I yelled at her, "You have no right to comment on Xiao Xiang, he must have his own reasons for doing this!"
She smiled bitterly and said, "He has his own difficulties, but have you ever thought about mine?"
"Your difficulty is not to use us as a stepping stone to achieve your purpose of promotion and fortune." I glanced at her contemptuously.
"I don't care whether I will be promoted or not. My difficulty is that I care too much about you. I'm afraid that you will bend the law for your own sake because you believe too much in Xiaoxiang, and I'm afraid that you will destroy your future because of this!" She turned her head, and tears quietly ran down her face.
She was right, it is indeed possible for me to bend the law for my own sake. But even if I have to pay a heavy price for it, I have no hesitation. Therefore, although I felt that what I said just now was too much and made her cry, I have no intention of apologizing to her. And as the boss said, we never found out that she is the director's eyeliner because her acting skills are so good - who knows if her tears at the moment are just a performance
Speechless all the way. None of us spoke until we reached Wangcun. She turned her face away and wiped away her tears. She didn't look at me again, and I pretended to focus on driving and didn't take the initiative to talk to her.
We were like two strangers who didn't know each other.
Embarrassing silence is the most tormenting. Whenever I encounter this situation, I will think of Xiaoxiang once taught me: "No matter how hard it is, it will always pass." of.
I had been calculated by Wang Da before, but this time I didn't dare to provoke the gang of wine bags and rice bags at the county police station. Just relying on the information given to me by the boss and doing on-the-spot investigations at the scene is enough to understand the case. I don't need that group of people to make trouble, and they can't help much anyway. Therefore, I drove the police car directly to Wangcun.
However, the world is often so wonderful, the more you want to avoid things, the more you can't avoid them. As soon as the police car was parked at the entrance of the village, and before I could open the door, I saw a fat man in a police uniform with a large pile of documents under his arm appearing out of nowhere, and smiled at me honestly: "Brother is from A criminal police officer from the provincial capital, right? My name is Wen Fu, I work in the county police station, and I handle Wang Zhijun’s case.”
Although the policeman in front of him is a fat man, he is not the kind of foodie with a "corrupt belly", but a "grizzly bear" with a fat and strong head. If I were to find a word to describe his physique, the only word that came to my mind would be "fat and strong". Although this idiom is used to describe livestock, I really can't find a more suitable word.
Not only is he fat and strong, but his eyes are very small and his lips are very thick, giving people a simple and honest feeling, completely different from the frivolous and exaggerated Wang Da.
He squinted his small eyes and said to me with a smile: "I received a notice from the director that the criminal police in the provincial capital will come to accept this case. He said that he has caused you a lot of trouble before, so this time we must not give it to you again. If you cause trouble, you must do your best to assist your investigation. In order not to delay your time, I will be here waiting for you to come over early this morning."
No wonder he appeared right away as soon as we arrived. It turned out that he had been "ambushed" here. Although I don't want to provoke the county police station anymore, it's not easy to keep people from thousands of miles away from Shengyi Quanquan. Anyway, I am not familiar with the situation in Wangcun, and it is good to have someone help. And after the incident with Wang Da, they shouldn't assign us another subordinate whose character is not good enough.
After I introduced myself to Zhen Zhen, Wen Fu immediately took us to the scene of the murder. Even though I have been here several times, the road to the village is tortuous, and if five people lead the way, it may take a lot of time.
The parents of the deceased Wang Zhijun were working in the urban area. Although they experienced the pain of losing their children, their lives still had to go on. The boss would not let the workers take long vacations because of major changes in their families. So when we arrived, the murder scene was an old bungalow with no one inside.
I thought the family of the deceased was not at home, but this trip was a waste of time, but Wen Fu asked us to take us around to the back door. It turned out that although the front door was locked, the back door was open, as if it was already waiting for us.
"According to the father of the deceased, the back door was originally blocked with two boards and a steel bar. But he found that when his son had an accident, the boards and steel bars were placed next to the door as they are now." Wen Fu led us into the house, And give us just the planks and steel bars on both sides of the back door.
Afterwards, he took the documents under his arm and rummaged through them, ready to explain the case to us. Although we came from the village entrance, it was only ten minutes away, but it was enough to make him sweat. Seeing him wiping off the sweat dripping from the documents from time to time in embarrassment, I kindly handed over the tissue and smiled, "Don't worry, take your time."
He smiled honestly and took the tissue to wipe the sweat off his face. But he was sweating too much, and after wiping it a few times, the paper towel was torn, and the shredded paper stuck to his face, making a big face.
Just now, Zhen Zhen, who had been sullen after I quarreled, saw him like this, she couldn't help laughing, then walked up to him and gently wiped the shredded paper from his face. Looking at her charming behavior, I have an indescribable feeling in my heart, like envy and jealousy. Anyway, it's a sour feeling.
Her actions made me uncomfortable, so I turned around and observed the environment inside the house. This is a one-story bungalow with two small rooms and a kitchen besides the main hall. There is a large bed in the main hall, as well as furniture such as tables and chairs.
I glanced at it casually, but I still remembered the scene of Zhen Zhen erasing the shredded paper for Wen Fu. Although a little absent-minded, it is not a big problem, because the house has obviously been cleaned at some time, and the evidence related to the case may have already been cleaned up. I really don't understand why the relatives of the deceased were allowed to clean up the scene before the investigation was over, or even just started.
Since the parents of the deceased were all working in the urban area, even if the original state of the incident was maintained for a long time, it should have little effect on them. However, I don't have high expectations for the ability of the county police station to do things. I just hope they can record the scene so that I can find clues.
Wen Fu walked up to me, pointed to the roof beam above his head and said, "When the deceased is found, it hangs here." The scene of Zhen Zhen cleaning up the shredded paper on his face just now made me feel unhappy, but his Zhang's simple and honest face makes people hate it again.
As he flipped through the documents in his hand, he explained the case to us—
Three days ago, Wang Jilu, named Wang Jilu, suddenly rushed back from the county town to visit his son at the old house in the village. When I arrived outside the house, I found that the front door and the side door were closed, but the back door, which was rarely opened on weekdays, was not closed. After he entered the hall from the back door, he found that his son was hanging on the roof beam and was dead, so he immediately called the police.
The deceased, Wang Zhijun, was wearing a red skirt when he was found, his hands and feet were tied with ropes, and a weighing weight was tied to his ankles.
He was sweating through the documents to explain the case, not to mention he was tired, I felt tired too, so I took the documents from him and read them by myself.
There are many documents, and most of them are useless information, so I will first select the more important autopsy reports. However, the autopsy report, which was supposed to be very detailed, turned out to have only two lines: the deceased had a small pinhole-shaped wound and minor trauma on his forehead, and deep streak marks on his thighs, hands, ribs, and feet. There are no other wounds.
Apart from these two lines and the accompanying autopsy photos, there is nothing else in this autopsy report. Looking at the brief autopsy report in front of me, I not only frowned, I asked Wenfu, "What is the cause of death?"
"I don't know." Wen Fu shook his head humbly, "The doctor did not find any obvious fatal injuries, and thinks that the deceased may have been tied up because of the excess body, causing suffocation or heart palsy."
"Isn't this too irresponsible?" Zhen Zhen blamed.
Rural areas usually do not have professional forensic doctors, and autopsies are mostly delegated to nearby hospitals. An autopsy performed by a general surgeon is of course not as careful as a professional forensic doctor, and errors and omissions are reasonable.
I shrugged, "It's okay, just do another autopsy."
Wen Fu looked embarrassed, scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "I'm afraid I can't do it again, because the body was cremated yesterday."
I looked at him dumbfounded, and after a while, I said the words again and again: "The case is not over yet, why is it already cremated."
"This is at the request of the parents of the deceased. After all, they all have jobs, and the deceased must be executed as soon as possible." He bowed his head awkwardly and muttered, "Actually, there is nothing to investigate. According to the fingerprints found here after the incident, Hasn't the identity of the murderer been confirmed?"
Zhen Zhen stood by the door, didn't seem to hear his muttering, and said angrily: "Is work more important than your son?"
There is nothing important in life except death, and nothing is more important than "death". However, for the people living at the bottom of society, survival is the most important thing. Therefore, I can understand the feelings of the parents of the deceased. Although they have experienced the pain of losing their children, life must go on. If you lose your job, you lose your source of life.
Now that the body has been cremated, the only way to find clues is from the on-site records, so I flip through the documents in my hand. According to on-site records, when the police arrived at the scene after closing the case, they found that the deceased was not only wearing a red floral dress, but also a blue women's swimsuit inside. After verification, it has been determined that the floral dress and swimsuit belonged to the cousin of the deceased, that is to say, the deceased was not wearing any clothes belonging to him when he died...
Although there are a lot of documents in my hand, the records of the case can be described as "disorganized". After reading for a long time, I found the most valuable clues are only the fingerprints of a third party found at the murder scene, and the fingerprints found at the home of Wu Wei and his wife. lighter. In addition, I have summarized four doubts from the scene records: 1. Why did the deceased wear skirts and swimsuits that did not belong to him
2. Where did the small pinholes in the deceased's forehead come from
3. What happened to the weights hanging on the ankles of the deceased
4. Why did the murderer hang the deceased on the roof beam in a strange posture
Judging from the above four points, the murderer is likely to kill the deceased in order to perform some kind of cult ritual. In addition, the case is similar to that of Wu Wei and his wife, so it is possible that the remnants of the Chishen Sect did it. Although I had long expected that the case of the ghost with a hidden mirror would be followed, I didn't expect it to happen so quickly.
I suddenly remembered Master Mu Gezhang, who claimed to be well versed in ancient and modern Chinese and foreign anecdotes, and should be able to answer my questions about this murder case and the Chishen Sect. In fact, I wanted to find him for a long time, but I was so exhausted trying to handle the case that I couldn't find the time to find him.
I called Viagra and asked him to arrange a meeting with Master Mu. This guy was still upset that we didn't give him gifts, but after complaining a bit, he finally agreed to arrange it for me.
During my call on Viagra, Zhen Zhen asked Wen Fu about this case. I just hung up the phone and was about to ask Wen Fu about the lighter and fingerprints, but I heard him say to Zhen Zhen, "This case is very wicked, the parents of the deceased only met with the deceased once every two weeks. But the mother of the deceased had a strange dream after his accident, dreaming that a strange man broke into their house, and said that her son was leaving soon, and told her to go home quickly.