I'm not a genius detective

Chapter 47 The Deceased's Husband
The identity of the deceased has been confirmed, and all the investigation teams of the First Squadron set off to complete their respective tasks.

Han Ling followed Fang Zhou into the car, along with Tong Feng and an unfamiliar colleague.

Ji Bowei was in another police car.

"Don't be nervous, everyone's like this the first time they handle a murder case." As the police car drove away from the station, it wasn't Fang Zhou who spoke, but Tong Feng.

Upon hearing this, Han Ling, in the co-pilot's seat, turned around in surprise, while Fang Zhou also cast a strange look at Tong Feng.

That means the driver was driving; otherwise, he probably would have turned around.

Have you forgotten how you behaved on the scene yesterday? Han Ling, on the other hand, remained calm and composed throughout. Her mental fortitude is far superior to yours.

"Fengzi, are you running a fever?" Han Ling asked.

The driver's colleague was amused.

Tong Feng asked in surprise, "What kind of fever?"

Han Ling: "You have the nerve to lecture me? Who was it that vomited like that at the scene yesterday? And besides, this isn't my first time handling a murder case. Who arrested Qian Zhifeng?"

Tong Feng's face darkened: "Don't insult someone by revealing their weaknesses!"

Han Ling: "I didn't insult you, I was just asking a question, Captain Fang, what do you think?"

Fang Zhou smiled and said, "Whether it's mental fortitude or professional skills, Tong Feng is far inferior to you. When you get to the First Squadron, please teach him properly for me."

He knew that the two were classmates and had a good relationship, so they could chat freely and say whatever they wanted.

after?

Han Ling understood that it seemed the branch office would soon issue a document to transfer personnel, but only after this case was closed.

"With your marksmanship, isn't the SWAT team interested?" Tong Feng asked, puzzled. Of course, he had no idea that the two deputy directors of the Municipal Public Security Bureau had already discussed it.

Han Ling said, "Even if I'm interested, I don't want to go."

When the gun test was mentioned, Fang Zhou couldn't help but say, "I've never heard of getting two perfect scores in such a short time. I never expected that our Jiangyuan Police Academy would produce such an outstanding junior."

It's an honor to work with you. Please continue to support me in the future.

Fang Zhou was very approachable; even as the deputy squadron leader, he never acted like a leader.

We're all around the same age, not much older than each other.

Han Ling had a very good impression of Fang Zhou. Working with such a colleague would be very comfortable, allowing her to devote herself wholeheartedly to the investigation without having to deal with unnecessary workplace relationships.

Ji Bowen is also quite good, and Hu Lihui hasn't shown any problems yet. He has no objection to coming to the branch office.

Since you've chosen to be a policeman, do it well. If you really don't want to do it anymore, just take off your clothes and leave. It's that simple.

"You're too kind, Captain Fang," Han Ling said.

Fang Zhou: "You're younger than me, so just call me Brother Zhou like Tong Feng does."

Han Ling didn't mince words: "Brother Zhou."

As we chatted, we arrived at our destination, a bank.

The deceased's husband, Yang Qi, worked at a bank.

After inquiring, they confirmed that Yang Qi was there today. Soon, the group met Yang Qi, who was dressed in a suit and tie, in an office. He was in charge of loan business.

Yang Qi is thirty-one years old, wears half-rimmed glasses, and looks very refined.

"Hello, are you looking for me?" Yang Qi left her workstation with a smile.

The office was large, with five or six workstations. Ji Bowei glanced around and got straight to the point: "Hello, detective from the branch office, where is your wife, Hou Jiarou?"

Upon hearing the word "criminal police," the other bank staff looked up.

"My wife?" Yang Qi was clearly taken aback. "She went back to her parents' house, didn't she? I didn't know that, officer. What's going on?"

Ji Bowen stared at him: "Don't you know where your wife is?"

Yang Qi: "Uh... We had a big fight a few days after the New Year, and she left. I thought she went back to her parents' home."

Officer, what exactly happened? What did she do?

Worry appeared on his face; the criminal police had come to his door, so it probably wasn't good news.

"After the New Year?" Ji Bowei calculated the date. "It's been more than two months, hasn't it? You haven't made a single phone call?"

Yang Qi shook his head: "No, the relationship between my husband and me has never been good. We had a serious argument after the New Year and are currently in a cold war phase."

"No... Officer, please don't beat around the bush, what happened to her?" Everyone was looking at Yang Qi.

Judging from their facial expressions, no flaws have been found so far.

Ji Bowei: "What specific day did you argue after the New Year?"

Yang Qi recalled: "The fifth day of the first month...yes, it was the fifth day of the first month."

Ji Bowei: "What time exactly?"

Yang Qi: "Around three or four in the afternoon."

Ji Bowei: "What caused your bad relationship?"

When the matter was brought up, Yang Qi hesitated, seemingly reluctant to speak: "This... is a bit private, can I not answer?"

Ji Bowei didn't press further, and waved, "Then come back to the branch office with us first. We need to ask you more questions."

Yang Qi: "Going to the branch office? Is it that serious? What happened?"

Ji Bowei: "You'll find out when you get there. Let's go. It has something to do with your wife. As her husband, you have to ask about it, right? After all, you're not divorced yet."

Yang Qi did not refuse: "Okay, I'll ask my supervisor for leave and let them know."

The police car took Yang Qi to the branch office.

"What did you say?!"

"died??"

Upon learning of his wife's death, Yang Qi was shocked and horrified.

"Officer! You can't joke about something like this!! Didn't she commit a crime?"

Ji Bowei said, "We've already notified Hou Jiarou's parents. Are you going to identify the body now, or wait for them to arrive?"

Yang Qi knew the police wouldn't lie, so he turned to leave. But he didn't know the police station and wandered around like a headless fly, asking, "Where? Where is Jia Rou?"

Ji Bowei: "Take him there."

Fang Zhou stepped forward and led Yang Qi to the morgue of the forensic room.

Qingchang City has sufficient funds for public security construction. Gu'an District is the core district, and the branch bureaus have all the basic facilities. Only some remote districts or county bureaus may have poorer conditions and may place the bodies in funeral homes.

Upon seeing the familiar face before him, pale and shrunken, Yang Qi was so frightened that he fell to the ground with a thud, and the police officers behind him quickly helped him up.

"Is it Hou Jiarou?" Fang Zhou asked.

Yang Qi couldn't speak, nodded mechanically, and kept swallowing.

After Yang Qi calmed down for a while, Fang Zhou asked his subordinates to take her to the reception room so she could have a cup of hot tea to calm herself down.

Throughout the entire process, although Yang Qi felt sad, she did not shed a tear.

Since the relationship between husband and wife is not good, it is normal not to shed tears. Moreover, sudden bad news will trigger a self-defense mechanism, which is not necessarily indifference.

For some, the release of grief is a slow process of settling down.

The case-handling hall of the First Squadron.

"Do you think there's something wrong with this person?" Ji Bowei asked for everyone's opinions, focusing his attention on Fang Zhou.

From ranking first overall to becoming a criminal investigator in the Major Crimes Unit, and then to the deputy captain, Fang Zhou's performance was beyond question. His professional skills were significantly better than others, and everyone was convinced of his abilities.

It should be noted that many of the criminal police officers in the First Squadron are older than Fang Zhou.

Criminal investigation teams are not places where seniority matters.

Fang Zhou waved away the cigarette offered by his colleague and said, "It's not obvious yet, but it's been two months. He has plenty of time to prepare his response to the police, including his acting skills."

Captain Ji, can we apply for a search warrant? Just get straight to the point.

The fibers from the deceased's mouth and nose are important physical evidence. Related items can be searched for comparison. The technical squadron has a dedicated physical evidence laboratory.

Ji Bowei: "Of course, that's the deceased's home after all."

Fangzhou: "I'll take some men."

Han Ling observed the whole process and did whatever the leader said.

To be honest, he is still in the learning stage in the professional field of criminal investigation.

(End of this chapter)