A black foreign object appeared in the basement, and instantly made Zhen Zhen's leather sneakers riddled with holes, but as soon as Sister Yuan appeared, the foreign object disappeared without a trace. Afterwards, Sister Yuan told that countless newborn baby girls had died in the basement, so I couldn't help but suspect that the foreign object was formed by the soul of the baby girl, and Zhou Shaolong may have died because of this!
The next morning, I reported the progress of the investigation to the boss in his office. Before I could speak, he threw a newspaper in front of me. The headline on the front page of the newspaper read, "The boy has disappeared mysteriously, and his corpse has turned into bones in nine days." .
As I opened the newspaper, I admired: "These reporters are quite efficient in their work. If you want to recruit people in the future, you might as well consider them."
"Can you dismiss all of you and let them investigate the case?" The boss glared at me, "This case has already attracted social attention, you'd better not make a big mess for me. If it causes panic among the masses, I will not It will be better, let alone you."
"I'm not worried about this. The Minister will handle the official matter. What I'm most afraid of is that I find a skeleton in a few days, which will give people a headache." To explain an incredible thing, you can use "coincidence" ", but when two, three, or even more similar cases appear, the so-called "coincidence" will be regarded as a "lie".
"So you have to catch the killer before he does it again."
"Well, firstly, I don't have a clue yet, secondly, I don't necessarily have such a long life, and thirdly, the next victim will be me..." I told the boss one by one the information I collected yesterday—
1. Zhibo claimed that a similar case happened more than 50 years ago, but due to the age, it is impossible to confirm whether it is true.
2. Zhen Zhen and I were attacked by a black foreign object in the basement of the church and nearly died.
3. Zhou Shaolong entered the basement alone before the accident. It is unknown whether he was attacked by a foreign object, but his death was probably related to this.
4. Zhen Zhen's sneaker, which was riddled with foreign objects, has been handed over to the technical team for testing. Maybe you can find out what the foreign object is.
5. According to Sister Yuan, there is a small hillside covered with lavender near the orphanage. If you go to check it later, you may find something.
Just after reporting to the boss, the phone rang, and it was Yuetong's call: "The test results have come, we found residual formic acid on the shoes, which is a highly corrosive liquid, and the shoes were broken quickly because of Corrosion by formic acid."
"Does Zhou Shaolong's remains and clothing also have formic acid on it?" I asked.
"I've tested it, and nothing. The clothes are definitely not stained with formic acid, otherwise it will be like this shoe, but his body is hard to say, because there was too much rain before, it is not ruled out that the body was corroded by formic acid before it became The skeleton, while the residual formic acid is washed away by the rain."
Yuetong's hypothesis can not only explain the question of Jiutian's corpse, but also gave me a little inspiration-maybe I should start with chemicals.
According to the information at hand, there were two people who were related to the deceased and who might have been exposed to formic acid. One was Luo Shufen, the ex-wife of his father Zhou Yaoquan, and the other was his half-brother Zhou Junlong. Their mother and son ran a chemical company. shop.
According to the uncle of the deceased, Zhou Yaoquan and Luo Shufen divorced more than ten years ago, and the young Zhou Junlong lived with his mother, and his childhood was poor. Later, Zhou Yaoquan remarried and gave birth to Zhou Shaolong. Although he lived not far from his ex-wife, he had no contact for more than ten years. He didn't even visit his eldest son when he was sick. Because of this, although the two brothers occasionally met on the road, Zhou Shaolong did not know that he had an older brother.
The hatred of the ex-husband and the lack of fatherly love in childhood are the motives for killing people to vent their anger, so the mother and son may both be the murderers.
Zhen Zhen and I went to the chemical store run by Luo Shufen's mother and son together. Before entering the store, we first asked the nearby stores to understand their current situation. The information we collected is summarized as follows: 1. Their mother and son lived a very hard life before, and then they got Relatives and friends helped to open this chemical shop, and life improved.
2. Zhou Junlong, now 18 years old, did not do well in the college entrance examination just now. He has given up the idea of going to university. Now he helps in the chemical shop and sells the goods in the shop online.
3. Luo Shufen often expresses her hatred for Zhou Yaoquan unconsciously, and also said that if her ex-husband died, she would never let her son go to the funeral.
4. Zhou Junlong usually has a good temper and is very polite to people, but when he mentions his father's family, he will face up.
5. Zhou Junlong used to go to the orphanage to do volunteer work, but in the past year, he seldom went there.
Based on this information, a lot of ideas popped up in my mind. According to Meilong, Zhou Shaolong started to help out in the orphanage a year ago, so Zhou Junlong, who had been in the orphanage frequently before then, would definitely meet this half-sister. 's brother. If Zhou Junlong was reduced to an orphanage in the past year to cope with the college entrance examination, then his grades should not be so bad. Therefore, I think the reason why he didn't go to the orphanage should be because he didn't want to have contact with his younger brother.
However, there is a beautiful embryo called Meilong in the orphanage. Zhou Junlong, who is similar in age, will never be unmoved. Maybe he often goes to the orphanage just to get in touch with Meilong. There must be a lot of articles in it. Of course, this is just my guess, I need more evidence to judge whether my guess is correct.
Zhen Zhen and I walked into this chemical store, which is not big, but has a wide range of varieties. An Obasan who was in his forties immediately stepped forward to ask us what we needed.
Zhen Zhen wanted to take out her police card to show her identity, but I motioned her to keep quiet and said to Obasan, "Is there any formic acid here?"
"There are ten kilograms and twenty-five kilograms. How much do you want to buy?" she answered indifferently.
Only then did I show my police ID card: "Hello, my name is Mu Shenyu. I'm a police officer from the Criminal Investigation Bureau. Are you Luo Shufen?"
"Yes, yes, I'm Luo Shufen, what's the matter with me?" She seemed panicked, but she couldn't judge that she had done something bad. In fact, most people would panic when the police came to their door. Performance, only those little gangsters who have to report to the police station almost every day will smile at us.
"Excuse me, in the evening ten days ago, what were you doing there and was there with you?" I paid special attention to the changes in her eyes when I spoke.
"I should have seen the store here at that time. I am open every day until eight o'clock in the evening before closing." Her eyes were the same.
"Where's your son? Was he there?"
She was stunned for a moment: "He, he is also watching the store with me."
I stared at her sternly, and she immediately avoided my gaze. I said solemnly: "We have inquired about the nearby stores, and they all said that your son usually comes over at noon to help look at the store and let you go home to cook, but he usually doesn't come over in the evening."
"He, he usually doesn't come in the evening, but he came that day." Her tone faltered, making it seem like she was lying.
"It's been more than a week ago, do you still remember it so clearly?"
"He doesn't usually come here at this time, so I'm particularly impressed."
"Oh," I walked away a few steps, pretended to browse the chemical supplies in the store, and asked the price of the goods at random. When she relaxed a little, she asked, "It's Saturday, business should be fine!"
"We mainly do factory business, and weekends are generally light," she said with a flattering smile.
"Your son is too strange. He doesn't come to help when business is good, but he does when there is not much business."
She smiled embarrassedly: "He opened a store on the Internet, and he usually has to answer customers' questions online, and I can be busy here alone."
"Your son knew that you were busy, so he didn't come to help, and he didn't come over on Friday ten days ago."
Her face suddenly turned pale, and she realized that she had said the wrong thing. I added: "It doesn't matter if your son is here or not on Saturday evening, because what I want to know is where he was on the previous day, the day his brother Zhou Shaolong disappeared. If you still want to lie to me, be careful that I first I will detain you for ten days and a half months, and then try your son slowly."
"My son is very good and obedient. He never does bad things, and he has never had any contact with his bastard father's family. That wild breed has nothing to do with him. Don't arrest him!" She told me not to arrest him. Her son, but she excitedly grabbed my hand.
"I didn't say I wanted to arrest him, I just wanted to ask him something..." In order to get more information from her, I first reassured her and told her that we were just looking for her son to ask about something, not to arrest him.
Because Zhou Junlong will come to see the shop in a while and let his mother go home to cook, so we did not rush to find him, but first asked his mother about the situation of their mother and son. The divorced mother told us with tears in her eyes about the poignant history since her divorce from her ex-husband -
When I divorced that bastard, Junlong was just over three years old. As a woman, I had to take care of him and work. I can imagine how hard it was. In addition, I have no ability, no matter how hard I work, life is still very hard. Our two mothers and sons lived so hard, but that bastard only cared about his own happiness and never cared about us. Even if Junlong was sick, he didn't even look at us, let alone help us.
Fortunately, God has eyes. After Junlong went to high school, he often went to the nearby orphanage to help. The director Lu there was very nice. After knowing our situation, he helped us to obtain a business license for a chemical store. Relatives borrowed a sum of money to open the shop. Because it is not easy to get a license for a chemical store, and there are not many nearby, the business is going well, and our life is gradually getting better.
I thought everything would be smooth sailing in the future, but I didn't expect Junlong's college entrance examination results to be so bad, but it doesn't matter, by running this store, we don't need to worry about life...
This hard-working mother told us a lot of things, but most of them just spit out bitterness and scolded her ex-husband. From her words, I got only three pieces of information: 1. Our mother and son are good people; 2. The ex-husband's side is all bad people; 3. The director of the orphanage is a good person and very capable. The first two messages are her subjective judgments, meaningless to me, and the third doesn't seem to be of any use to me. I wasted a morning listening to her nonsense.
When I was getting impatient with her nonsense, a teenager walked into the store: "Mom, go back to cooking and let me greet the guests."
"Hello, I'm criminal police officer Mu Shenyu, are you Zhou Junlong?" I showed the police officer's ID to the visitor.
"Yes, how can I help you? Mr. Criminal." He was indeed very polite, which may be related to his frequent visits to the orphanage.
"You should know about the murder of your brother!"
"Sorry, my mother and son only have my son." He showed a displeased look, and his tone was relatively polite.
"Then where were you in the evening ten days ago?"
He thought for a moment: "It should be the Internet at home. I am usually at home at this time."
"Can anyone prove that you were at home?"
"I set up a shop online, specializing in selling things here. I should have chatted with buyers at that time. You can check the chat records at my house." He didn't show panic, but it didn't mean that what he said was true. Must be the truth.
"That only proves that someone was using your computer and account at the time, not that you were at home."
He thought about it again: "I ship at five or six o'clock in the afternoon almost every day, and it should be there that day. The courier can prove that I was at home at the time."
I asked him for the phone number of the courier company, and called to check, and the reply was that a courier did come to his house to collect the parcel that day. Although the other party did not say that he was the one who sent the goods at that time, he would know as long as he went to confirm with the courier.
Then I asked to check the records and receipts of the goods in and out of the store, and they were very cooperative and did not obstruct it. Generally speaking, most of the people who buy formic acid are from factories, and the buyer will definitely ask the store to issue an invoice, so it is easy to check the sales. After checking the entry and exit records and documents, and comparing the inventory, I found that there was a ten-kilogram bucket of formic acid missing.
I looked through the goods entry and exit records again, and after confirming that there was indeed a barrel of formic acid missing, I asked, "You don't sell much formic acid in your store, how could you be missing a barrel for no reason?" For goods, it is not uncommon to have errors in the records, but there are generally no errors for those with fewer shipments.
After thinking about it, Luo Shufen gave me a perfunctory explanation: "Sometimes I'm busy, and I often forget to keep accounts." Of course, this explanation didn't satisfy me, so she cast a doubtful look at her, and she responded with a mocking smile. .
"I remembered," her son interrupted suddenly, "I sold that barrel of formic acid online."
"Impossible, formic acid is a corrosive liquid, and express delivery can't be delivered at all." There is no perfect lie in the world, and far-fetched explanations are often self-defeating. Seizing this loophole may allow me to get more information.
"I, I didn't send the courier, it was a face-to-face transaction." He stuttered a little, and looked a little flustered.
"Where is the transaction? When? Who is the other party? What's the mobile phone number..." In order to cover up a lie, more lies must be told, but the more lies, the more mistakes. He was clearly incapable of responding to my litany of questions.
I grabbed his shoulders and said solemnly, "I will ask you for the last time, who did you sell this barrel of formic acid to! Giving false confessions is against the law, and I can take you back and lock you up for this alone. Fifteen days." Intimidation was almost inevitable in the process of obtaining a confession.
He was relatively calm just now, but he hurriedly replied, "President Lu, I gave the barrel of formic acid to President Lu."