The deceased in this case was named Dong, and he was the owner of a club, so let’s call him Boss Dong.
Boss Dong is 10 years old, unmarried, and owns several businesses, one of which is a club called "Jin Cui Hua Palace", which is a famous high-end consumption place in Heping City.
days ago, he was found dead in the club's luxury suite with severe head injuries. The murder weapon was a ceramic work in the room, which had been broken into pieces.
Fingerprints of the suspect Tan were found on the fragments.
The report was made at 11:12 pm by the person in charge of the club. He said that the deceased had told him that if a certain big shot came tonight, he should say hello.
When the person in charge knocked on the door, he heard the sound of breaking porcelain and there seemed to be an argument inside.
Then suddenly, there was no sound.
The person in charge was worried, so he found the security captain and knocked on the door again.
Still no response.
The second option was to pick the lock and force the door open, where they found the deceased lying on the ground with blood flowing from his head, while the suspect was sitting on the sofa with a blank expression.
So I called the police.
The police arrived at the scene at 11:40, began routine investigation, and detained the suspect, Tan.
According to Tan's account, he was one of Boss Dong's mistresses. I received a call from him tonight, asking him to stay with me in the club overnight.
He arrived at the club at 8:40 pm, chatted with his friends for a while, and went into the room to get ready at 9:30 pm.
At 10:05, Boss Dong finished a drinking party downstairs and entered the suite drunk.
Tan said that the deceased was not very drunk at the time and was still rational, and had sex with him. At the time, the deceased suggested drinking, but after taking a few sips, he felt extremely uncomfortable and thought he was going to die.
In his haste, he seemed to have pushed something over and fell into a coma.
After an unknown amount of time, he slowly woke up and struggled to ask for help. Unexpectedly, when he came to the living room, he saw the dead body on the ground. He thought that both of them had committed murder, and his first reaction was to leave the room.
But his body had not fully recovered, and his legs and feet were weak, so he had to take the mobile phone on the sofa.
Just then, the door opened and the person in charge and the security captain rushed in.
After being arrested, Tan has always denied that he is the murderer and insisted that he is innocent.
The medical examiner then performed an autopsy.
The autopsy report confirmed that the wound on the deceased's head was the fatal wound, its shape was consistent with the broken pottery, and the time of death was within 1 hour, that is, between 10:40 and 11:10.
During this period of time, the suspect was the only one in the same room with the deceased.
Seeing this, Jian Jing couldn't help but flip through the pages: "Is there a topographic map?"
"No." Ji Feng pulled out a piece of white paper and drew a simple picture for her. "Let's put it this way. Although the crime scene is a club with many people coming and going, according to the investigation, the floor where the deceased was is the top floor, which can only be reached by taking the exclusive elevator. You need to swipe a card to open this elevator, so people from outside can't get in."
Jian Jing asked: "Is there any surveillance?"
"Where does this place have surveillance cameras?" Ji Feng asked. "On that day, there were six people in the clubhouse who were able to enter this floor. In addition to Tan, there was also the person in charge, the security captain, the secretary, the finance manager, and the business manager."
He drew the layout of the floor.
Office...
Room... .Lounge... ..Staircase
The person in charge, the security captain, and the business manager would rest in the lounge when they were not patrolling the club. The secretary and the finance department shared an office.
But they were unlikely to be suspected because the scene was a secret room.
The door was locked from the inside, and even if there was a key from the outside, it couldn't be opened. The police checked and found no airtight doors at the scene. The windows were floor-to-ceiling windows, and only a small gap could be opened for ventilation. Even a fat cat couldn't get in.
In this case, Tan is not only the biggest suspect, but also the only suspect.
Jian Jing asked: "You think he is not the murderer?"
"I'm not like that." Ji Feng corrected, "I have repeatedly emphasized to him that only those who plead guilty with a good attitude can be given a lighter sentence, but he still refuses to change his words and insists that he is not the murderer."
Jian Jing couldn't help but nodded: "It's really strange."
Generally speaking, with the evidence in front of you, there is no point in resisting and it is better to plead guilty and get a lighter sentence. In a case like this where the situation is clear, if the suspect refuses to plead guilty, everyone will have second thoughts, fearing that there is something else going on.
She flipped through the confession: "There is not much information. Can we go to the crime scene..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard the old man's voice: "Ji Feng, the inspector is here."
Jian Jing leaned over to look, and saw a woman in a blue shirt and a tight skirt walking in. Her hair was loosely tied in a low ponytail, she was wearing low-heeled black leather shoes, and she was carrying a briefcase in her hand.
This outfit... is it from the Procuratorate
"Hello, Officer Li." Prosecutor Zhu nodded slightly, looked at Ji Feng, and went straight to the point, "How is the June 15 case going?"
Ji Feng: “I haven’t recognized you yet.”
Prosecutor Zhu frowned and said, "The evidence is so complete, why don't you admit it?"
Ji Feng: "We are investigating now. Just wait two days to give me some face."
"Public affairs are public affairs, and private relationships are private relationships." I wish the prosecutor to be impartial. "Just hand over what needs to be handed over. We are also very busy with the trial. Don't waste my time."
Ji Feng: "There are still a few questions. I'll give them to you as soon as I figure them out."
Prosecutor Zhu: "What's the doubt?"
"The murderer has not confessed." He said, "The others are also suspects, right, Mr. Jian?"
"Ah?" Jian Jing was cueing while eating melon, and blinked innocently, "What?"
Ji Feng: "What do you think?"
Talking about the case, Jian Jing quickly regained her composure and said thoughtfully, "From the current perspective, the key to locking down the suspect is actually the secret room. If it weren't for the secret room, the suspect's testimony wouldn't be surprising. By the way, did you find anything abnormal in the suspect's blood test?"
She hadn't had time to see the truth, but since he was already like this, he would definitely do a blood test.
Sure enough, Ji Feng said: "He poisoned himself, but we didn't find any toxins in his body, but the amount of alcohol was relatively high."
"Is it possible that it wasn't detected?" she asked.
He was very cautious: "Blood tests can only check routine conditions. It is indeed possible that rare or obscure components may not be found."
She raised her finger: "Where is the Judas Window?"
"Impossible." He denied it outright, "The conditions on site are not met."
Jian Jing asked: "Where is the agency?"
"Take you to see it live?" he asked.
She was waiting for these words: "Okay, let's go."
Ji Feng immediately said to Prosecutor Zhu: "Look, I'm still investigating the case. Give me two more days. If it's a false case, it will cost your family their whole lives."
Prosecutor Zhu hesitated for a moment and said, "You want to go to the crime scene? I don't want to, either. If you can convince me, I will give you a few more days."
Ji Feng: “…Okay.”
After getting in the car, Jian Jing and Prosecutor Zhu got to know each other.
"Zhu Yanan." Prosecutor Zhu introduced himself. "I'm from the Investigation and Supervision Division of the Procuratorate, and I'm the person in charge of the June 15 case."
"Jian Jing." She said, "I... was just passing by."
Unexpectedly, Prosecutor Zhu was very polite: "I have heard of your name and you have participated in the investigation of many cases. Do you also think this case is suspicious?"
Jian Jing: "The suspect's attitude is very strange."
Prosecutor Zhu said: "I have studied this case carefully. There are two keys, one with the security guard and one in the deceased's hand. The door is locked from the inside, so it cannot be opened even with a key from the outside. Although the window can be opened, it is on the seventh floor outside, which is very far from the door. Unless there is a trick like the one described in the novel, a hidden mechanism is built to lock the door."
"It's too difficult to operate, and the probability of success is too small." Ji Feng interrupted, "Of course, we can't rule out this possibility."
Jian Jing: "Let's take a look at the scene first."
The car drove to Jincuihua Palace, which was still closed because its owner had been killed. Only the neon lights on the outer wall were still dimly lit, with golden, red, and green lights intertwined, magnificent and grand.
Jian Jing took a look at the environment along the way and found that indeed only the exclusive elevator could reach the top floor.
Now the upstairs is empty and eerily quiet.
Ji Feng turned on the lights and lifted the warning tape to make it easier for the two women in skirts to get through. Prosecutor Zhu got through the door neatly, but Jian Jing's hair accessories were too fancy and got caught.
"It hurts!" Jian Jing covered her head and couldn't help complaining, "You are so tall, can't you take one more?"
She had her hair tied in a bow bun today. To make the top of her head fluffy, she had to pull her hair out again after tying it up. She also made a shiny chain inside the hair for decoration. Now it was caught on her hair and it hurt terribly. She couldn't pull it hard, she had to pull it out strand by strand.
"Don't make it so complicated." Ji Feng pushed her hand away. With his height advantage, he lowered his head to study for a while, accurately found the strand of hair that was hooked, and pulled it out. "That's it."
Jian Jing raised her cell phone to take a picture, and carefully pulled the bulging hair back.
Ji Feng put on gloves while waiting for her. Only when he saw that she had finished did he take out the key and insert it into the door lock.
Jian Jing's attention was immediately focused: "Is this the original lock? Didn't you pry the door open?"
"No, the original lock is in the bureau, and this is the same model that replaced the previous one." Ji Feng broke off the lock from the inside, "See, it's locked from the inside, and I can't open it even if I insert a key from the outside."
Then, he showed her a close-up photo of the door lock. There were signs of violent prying on the outside of the lock, but the inside only had some daily friction and no signs worth paying attention to.
She raised her head, put on her shoe covers and went in.
This is a large suite in the shape of a figure 7, with a living room outside. When you enter the door, the first thing you see is a large, magnificent screen. On the left side of the screen, the white lines of a corpse are revealed.
She walked closer and could make out that the body was lying sideways in front of the sofa, head down, hands on his head. Porcelain pieces were shattered around him, and from the photo, the bottom piece was stained with blood.
The surrounding furnishings are also extremely gorgeous. The TV background wall is made of black cloud-patterned marble, and there is also a large wine cabinet in the corner.
The left side of the living room leads to the bedroom, and on the right side is a giant glass window that can only be opened to a gap of two fingers wide.
Jian Jing looked up. On the central ceiling hung an intricate and gorgeous crystal chandelier. Apart from that, there was no special furniture around.
She asked, "Has it been checked up there?"
Ji Feng replied: "I have checked it. It has accumulated a lot of dust and has not been moved in the short term."
Jian Jing thought, the only thing in the living room that would be easier to tamper with is the chandelier. If there was nothing unusual, then using the mechanism to make the porcelain fall from somewhere and crush the person to death would not be feasible.
Ji Feng seemed to understand her thoughts and said, "The technical department has done experiments. Judging from the way the porcelain broke, it shouldn't have fallen from such a high place."
"You've thought about it very carefully." She deliberately asked, "Do you not need help?"
"Tsk, I can't just slack off while I'm at work," he said. "I'm just eliminating a few possibilities."
"what else?"
Ji Feng: "I searched the entire house, the ceiling, the vents, the glass windows, the top floor, and found no trace of him. So, it's impossible for him to hang down from the upper floor with a rope, it's impossible for him to climb up from the lower floor, and it's impossible for him to come in through the ventilation duct."
Jian Jing nodded repeatedly: "I understand, your idea is that the murderer could not have entered the room by any means other than the door. If the murderer wants to kill the deceased, he must be in this room, and he cannot complete this murder outside the room."
For one thing, Ji Feng has a bad temper, but he is absolutely meticulous in his work. His investigation is boring and dull, unlike the reasoning process of a detective, which is ingenious and unique, but it can effectively reduce detours.
Excluding the above, there are very few possibilities left.