Death sentence turned into acquittal? Who told him to be a detective!

Chapter 3 below? That's it!

Chapter 3 below? That's it!
"master."

Wang Chao eagerly approached, flashing a fawning smile.

"I'm here to find the person who reported the incident to get some information."

Chen Changchun looked around and asked, "Where is the person who called the police?"

"I just left." Wang Chao scratched his head.

"Heh, what a coincidence." Chen Changchun said expressionlessly, glancing at the half-eaten sesame seed cake in the other person's hand.

"This must be the person who called the police, right?"

Wang Chao was shocked, his face filled with astonishment.

"Master, how did you know?!"

Chen Changchun: ?

Chen Changchun was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't seem to care much. He waved his hand, signaling the other person to follow him, and then turned and left.

Wang Chao is a highly skilled graduate of the police academy this year, and he was overjoyed to be assigned to his brigade.

Unfortunately
To paraphrase Chen Changchun, "This guy is an idiot."

This kid isn't very bright, and his thought process is quite peculiar. He hasn't put a single bit of talent into criminal investigation; it's all gone astray!
But it's not completely off-target.

He's all about fighting skills. He's 1.9 meters tall, weighs over 200 pounds, and is all muscle. When he stands there, he looks like the Bull Demon King!
He also won five championships in martial arts competitions, including the Police Academy Capture Competition and the Comprehensive Martial Arts Sanda Competition!

So, let him be stupid, Chen Changchun still personally took him as his apprentice, intending to train him slowly.

"Come back to the police station with me after you finish eating."

Chen Changchun pulled a cigarette out of his pocket, and Liu Jin, who was standing next to him, took out a lighter and lit it.

He took a deep drag and then walked forward.

"Go to the office for a meeting and define the nature of the case!"

After saying that, he hurriedly headed to the police station, with Wang Chao following closely behind.

Hanhai City has three districts and nine counties.

They are criminal police officers from Hongfu District, and the case naturally falls under their jurisdiction after it occurs.

The Snail Case was extremely heinous, but fortunately, there weren't many people around when it happened, so it didn't attract much discussion and the pressure from public opinion was greatly reduced.

But this doesn't mean there's little pressure from above!
Hanhai City is preparing to be selected as a civilized city in recent years, and the crime-solving rate is of paramount importance, let alone such a horrific case!
The pressure from the municipal bureau was immense; if things dragged on for too long, it could very well lead to...
Solve the case within the deadline!

Thinking of this, Chen Changchun felt immense pressure, as if two bricks were pressing down on his shoulders.

We need to hurry.

When Chen Changchun looked up again, the police car had already driven back to the Hongfu District Criminal Investigation Brigade.

Without hesitation, he opened the door and got out of the car without saying a word.

"Liu Jin notifies the other squadron leaders and key personnel involved in the case deduction to come to office 201 for a meeting!"

After exchanging a few words, Chen Changchun rushed upstairs to the second floor.

Liu Jin immediately began making arrangements, and with a quick tap on his walkie-talkie, everyone received the message.

In less than a moment.

A group of police officers, mostly in plainclothes, gathered in the office.

The brigade has three squadrons: General Affairs, Major Crimes, and Intelligence.

The first to speak was the captain of the intelligence squadron.

He was in his forties, experienced and profound. He picked up the chalk and, relying on his experience, began to write and draw on the blackboard.

"The deceased died on the evening of June 1st at 11 PM, on the right side of the main entrance of Liangxin Law Firm in Hongfu Street."

He drew simple symbols on the blackboard.

"The murder scene was an alley on the side of the street, dozens of meters away from the victim. The murderer hid in the alley and did not show himself."

"According to the surveillance footage, the deceased left the bar shortly before his death and stood up as if to strike up a conversation as he passed through the alley. This strongly suggests that the deceased knew the murderer!"

"The two knew each other, but the victim was completely unaware and unprepared, and the murderer always carried a knife."

"Residents near the scene of the crime did not hear any sounds of speech; the death was utterly silent. Therefore, the preliminary judgment is..."

"Based on the time and place, this is very likely a murder case."

After saying that, the squad leader took out another file belonging to the deceased.

The clues are logically connected and well-founded.

Based on the clues gathered so far, the probability of murder is indeed very high!
Murders are often committed by acquaintances, so starting an investigation from within one's social circle can often yield unexpected results.

only.
"Tsk, they're really guessing murder, huh?"

A person in the corner suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with shock, and then muttered something in a low voice, but it still reached Chen Changchun's ears.

He looked serious and glanced at the other person. The policewoman next to him quickly tugged at the other person's sleeve, and the sound stopped.

The squadron leader frowned, not seeing anyone, before continuing:

“I investigated the deceased’s social circle and identified two suspects.”

"They are a neighbor with whom he had a fierce conflict not long ago, and the two had fought. They are also childhood friends with whom he had a falling out three days before the incident."

"Both of them had a motive and are highly suspected."

"I suggest we start by looking for a breakthrough in this area!"

Social circle?
"He guessed right again! Amazing! How can he even guess what the police are thinking? Surely he can't actually be right."

As everyone pondered, the muttering sound rang out again.

The intelligence squad leader was getting a little annoyed. He looked into the crowd but couldn't find the person.

Suddenly, Chen Changchun's voice turned cold, tinged with anger:
"Wang Chao!"

"Does that make you seem like you talk too much? How about I go down with a few company commanders and you come up and talk?!"

Wang Chao?

Everyone instinctively turned to look at Wang Chao in the corner.

Wang Chao paused, only realizing what was happening when he saw this scene.

He was so shocked that he forgot himself. All of the squad leader's guesses were exactly the same as what the person who called the police had predicted!
Whether it's determining acquaintance through surveillance footage, identifying murder, or even finding suspects within social circles.
All exactly the same!
Hey, just like a prophecy, amazing!

Although he was shocked, he didn't have the mind to think about it in detail, since he was now being scrutinized by more than ten pairs of eyes.

If it were an ordinary person, they might have chickened out, but
He's an idiot.

Wang Chao was eager to try, completely unafraid of the other party's gaze, and said:

"Captain Zhao, don't mind me, I just suddenly thought of a question related to the case."

I heard it was related to the case.

Captain Zhao of the intelligence squadron also calmed down a bit, simply waving his hand impatiently and saying:

"explain."

"Nothing else, it's just about what the core of the murder case is."

Wang Chao raised an eyebrow and asked.

"The core of the murder case?"

Captain Zhao frowned and answered subconsciously:
"Murder is often driven by long-standing conflicts, revenge, or self-interest."

“The perpetrator usually plans and prepares before killing someone, and does so with a high degree of planning.”

"You didn't even learn this at the police academy, did you?"

This is the most basic knowledge, and most veteran police officers in the station are familiar with it.

"Of course I know!"

Wang Chao remained calm and composed, his expression serious and his eyes focused. Giving the other party no time to react, he suddenly spoke:

"But did the murderer kill him?"

Killed?

The body has been sitting in the funeral home for hours. If he didn't kill it, then who did?!

Just as Captain Zhao was about to speak, he caught a glimpse of Chen Changchun out of the corner of his eye.

Upon hearing this, Chen Changchun was suddenly stunned. After a moment of thought, his eyes widened and his pupils contracted.

His expression was serious as he looked Wang Chao up and down before speaking solemnly:
"continue."

Hearing this, Wang Chao understood the situation and continued:
"The murderer did not kill anyone!"

"The knife wound he inflicted on the victim's abdomen was not a cut, but a stab!"

"However, after the stabbing, the victim instinctively grabbed the other person's hand due to the pain. The murderer tried to pull out the knife but was grabbed by the victim."

"During the struggle between the two, the knife went out of control multiple times, eventually turning a stab wound into a disembowelment!"

This can be seen from the wound; the cut surface of a laceration caused by the perpetrator is usually very smooth.

The result of the struggle is that the wound will be crooked and twisted with several bends, and this is exactly what the deceased's wound looks like!

"The cause of death should be that the deceased disregarded the lacerations on his body and fled from the point of the crime, which increased the amount of bleeding from the wounds!"

"During this time, he couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground. He kept crawling, causing himself to be injured three times before he died!"

"If he escapes the alley and immediately calls the hospital, there is a 90% chance he will survive."

Wang Chao spoke, his tone resolute:
"Therefore, although the death is directly related to the murderer, he did not kill the person himself!"

"The footprints at the crime scene prove that the murderer did not chase after the victim, and the footprints do not indicate where the victim escaped to!"

As he spoke, Wang Chao held up three fingers. "If the other party hadn't returned to the scene and caused further damage to the body, I bet..."

"He couldn't even be sure if the deceased was dead!"

"Even death is uncertain."

"They didn't even bother to dispose of the body after returning to the scene; instead, they desecrated it. Is there such a thing as murder?"

Following these remarks.

The people in the office were suddenly stunned, their minds filled with the other party's logically sound words.

Although it sounds a bit scary, upon closer examination...
It seems like this is really the case!
The murderer left and then returned to the scene to desecrate the body. During this time, if the murder had been committed enough, the body would have been disposed of according to plan!

Only crimes of passion, because they are not premeditated, cause a brief moment of mental blankness when the incident occurs, leading to mistakes due to not knowing what to do.

At this moment, Captain Zhao of the intelligence squadron couldn't care less about being angry.

His eyes lit up.

What the other party said clearly makes sense!
As long as it's related to the case, what does it matter if he's a bit gossipy? He'll happily greet you even if you scold him a couple of times!

However, it felt somewhat incongruous to hear these words coming from the mouth of this 'fool'.

Oh well, maybe it was a sudden flash of inspiration?
Suppressing his unease, Captain Zhao stared at him, narrowed his eyes, and said:

"So you mean a crime of passion!?"

"Not at all."

Wang Chao shook his head.

"This isn't it either!?" Captain Zhao was stunned, and not only him, but everyone around him was stunned.

The case falls into three categories: accident, passion, and murder. It can't possibly be an accident.
"The core of a crime of passion is a sudden surge of emotion in a short period of time!"

"But does the information provided by the neighbors at the crime scene meet this requirement?"

Wang Chao shook his head, feigning mystery.

Captain Zhao hesitated, "Not satisfied."

It was precisely because the information at the scene couldn't support a crime of passion that he shifted his focus to murder.

"Yes, not satisfied."

"But to be honest, it could be considered a crime of passion, just not entirely pure!"

Looking at the other person, Wang Chao's face was full of satisfaction.

"Furthermore, do you think the murderer would return to the scene and cause further harm to the body?"

"Why?" Captain Zhao frowned. "How can it be considered a crime of passion when it's all this quiet?"

"And isn't returning to the scene to confirm whether the deceased is dead or not?"

Wang Chao felt that these words sounded vaguely familiar.

But what the heck.

Let's have some fun first!

Wang Chao said mysteriously:
"A rope is never just one end that is a head; the other end is also a head."

Everyone pondered these words.

However, he couldn't figure out the specifics, and even if he had guesses, he didn't dare to confirm them.

"And then?" Chen Changchun asked, engrossed in the conversation. When the conversation suddenly stopped, he asked.

"Then?"

Wang Chao scratched his head and spread his hands.

"And that's it."

Chen Changchun was stunned.

Not only him, but the other squad leaders were also stunned.

That's it? What does that mean?!

Chen Changchun suddenly narrowed his eyes, waved his hand, and told everyone except a few company commanders to leave.

Wang Chao wanted to leave with the others, but as soon as he lifted his foot, he found several hands on his shoulder.

He shuddered; even if he were an idiot, he could tell that the atmosphere seemed a little awkward.

Wang Chao turned his head and saw the three squad leaders and Chen Changchun looking at him kindly.

Instantly, the 1.9-meter-tall tank shrank its neck like a chick.

Chen Changchun's usually serious face now forced out a rather awkward smile.

"Chao, Master doesn't quite understand, what does 'Chao' mean?"

"Nothing down there?"

at the same time.

Inside a coffee shop in Hongfu District.

Xu Liang looked at the woman in front of him and fell into deep thought.

"You mean your child is your biological child, but after genetic testing, it was found that he is not your husband's biological child."

"So, you think your husband is cheating on you?"

Inside the coffee shop, the young woman in front of Xu Liang looked indignant and nodded.

A question mark popped into Xu Liang's mind, but he suppressed it and asked again, "Do you have any...male best friends?"

"Yes, there are only three or four. Oh, not many. They're just my best friends."

Have you slept together?

"No." The woman shook her head.

Xu Liang was surprised and felt something was wrong. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Have you done 'that' with them other than in bed?"

The woman flew into a rage.

"They're all my best friends. They're feeling down, so what's wrong with me helping them? Besides, what does this have to do with my request?"

Xu Liang was astonished by his extraordinary talent, yet he couldn't help himself.

Is it possible that you've been unfaithful?

"How can this be!?"

The woman became even angrier. "Nonsense! Are you even a lawyer?"

"Really, I mean it. You might not believe it, but..."

Xu Liang sat up straight with great sincerity. He took a deep breath and gave a serious and objective evaluation.

"You might be a bitch!"

"Wow!"

Enraged, the woman threw the coffee at him, but Xu Liang dodged it beforehand.

"Neuropathy!"

She cursed angrily, picked up her bag, and stomped out in her high heels.

Watching the other person leave, I glanced at the coffee stains on the sofa next to me.

Xu Liang smacked his lips. "Tsk, good medicine tastes bitter, and honest advice is hard to hear."

He sighed.

Immediately afterwards, I couldn't help but feel a wave of fatigue wash over me.

Why does he keep running into these crazy customers every day?!
"None of the clients are normal. There are police officers outside the law firm, and no clients are coming in anytime soon. We also owe two months' rent."

Xu Liang couldn't help but feel a toothache.

"Even the special client we finally got our hands on, how could he be dead!?"

This made him feel somewhat desperate, as if he were cursed by a jinx.

The "cow paper" finally worked once, and I was hoping to get some gold coins.

The customer turned into an ice pop and is still being refrigerated at the funeral home.
"Oh, what a miserable life."

Just as he sighed deeply and stood up to pay the bill...

In a daze, the phone in my pocket vibrated.

"Huh? Who is this?"

Xu Liang took it out, looked at the unfamiliar number on it, frowned, but didn't think about it seriously.

This is his work number; he receives countless calls from unknown numbers every day.

He immediately pressed the dial button.

The moment the call connected, before he could say anything, a faintly familiar voice came through the speaker.