I'm not a genius detective

Chapter 94 Double Kill!

Wei Family Villa.

Around 2 a.m., only the room in the corner was still lit. Han Ling hurried over from a distance, hugged the wall, and after confirming that no one was around, skillfully climbed over using both hands and feet, arriving at the window of the lit room.

There were curtains, drawn, but a gap was visible.

Peeking through the crack, Wei Tianyong was still playing games intently at his computer desk, wearing headphones. He looked rather haggard and listless, like a walking corpse.

Addiction is one aspect; games can numb oneself.

Han Ling gently knocked on the window.

dong dong dong.

Wei Tianyong was startled, goosebumps rose on his skin, and he turned his head sharply, seeing half a face peeking out from the gap in the curtains.

The ink-stained face made that half of his face look extremely eerie.

He immediately covered his mouth to prevent himself from screaming.

"Ke...Ke Xuan?"

Han Ling waved to him, and Wei Tianyong quickly got up and opened the curtains, only to find that the people standing outside were police officers.

"You..." Wei Tianyong broke out in a cold sweat. He was about to start cursing when he saw the other person put a finger to his lips, signaling him to be quiet.

Wei Tianyong opened the window: "What are you doing so late at night?"

Han Ling turned and left, leaving behind the words: "Come out. I know Cao Kexuan died because of you."

Wei Tianyong stood there dumbfounded, then his expression changed. Without hesitation, he turned around and walked out of the room, tiptoeing away from the villa.

When he reached the village road outside, he looked around and saw a flickering light in the darkness in the distance. It was Han Ling smoking, so he quickly walked over.

"What did you just say?" Wei Tianyong asked in a low voice.

Han Ling smoked a cigarette, the faint light from the cigarette butt making his face clearer: "I said, Cao Kexuan's death is related to you."

"You..." Wei Tianyong's voice was a little loud, then he quickly lowered it, "What nonsense are you talking about? He drowned, what does that have to do with me?"

Han Ling: "Don't worry, I don't expect you to admit it. Listen to me first."

On April 10th, Cao Kexuan texted you to come to the lakeside, that's true. After you arrived, Cao Kexuan complained to you about Zhu Yuntang, that's also true. But you definitely know what happened to him.

It's even possible that you'll be right there, watching him die.

Upon hearing this, Wei Tianyong tensed up immediately, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

Han Ling ignored the other party's reaction and continued, "In short, you know how he died but you didn't participate. You may have just happened to see it, and you may have indirectly caused Cao Kexuan's death."

You felt guilty and saddened by his death, which led you to send that text message to Zhu Yuntang.

I understand your inner conflict; you don't want your brother to die without knowing why, but you also don't want your family to suffer a huge blow.

The police arrived, and you were still conflicted. You didn't want to see the police get to the bottom of things, but you also wanted them to. If this continued, you'd go crazy.

Hearing this, Wei Tianyong's expression of surprise deepened. He couldn't understand why, after only one day, this young policeman would suddenly come to the Wei family home late at night and say these words to him.

"I...you..."

Han Ling shook her head: "I told you, I don't expect you to admit it. I only have two questions, and I hope you will answer them seriously."

Wei Tianyong swallowed hard: "You...you tell me."

Han Ling: "The first question is whether Wei Henian is an outsider. Don't lie, it's easy to find out."

Wei Tianyong lowered his head and remained silent. Han Ling waited for a long time but did not hear a reply. It seemed that the other party was still unwilling to send the Wei family into the abyss with his own hands.

“Okay, I understand. It’s already good that you sent that text message; at least it shows you really consider Cao Kexuan a brother,” Han Ling said. “Let me ask my second question. Wei Henian has a few good friends. You don’t need to name them, right?”

Wei Tianyong took a deep breath and whispered, "Two."

Han Ling nodded: "Thank you, I've finished asking. You can go back and continue indulging in the game."

Have fun, because you might not be able to play for a long time to come.

The fact that they covered up and harbored the criminals is undeniable. As for the issue of accomplices... it's hard to say.

Wei Tianyong hesitated and turned around, looking back twice. At this moment, his heart was in turmoil, and he didn't know if he regretted sending that text message.

This is a dilemma; no matter what he does, he will regret it.

After Wei Tianyong entered the villa, Han Ling, who was standing still, stubbed out his cigarette and disappeared into the darkness, heading towards Tiezhu Mountain.

He wanted to find out if the tomb really existed.

Everything at present is speculation, and no matter how high the probability, it is still just speculation, unless the existence of the tomb is discovered.

Before coming to the village, Han Ling considered whether it was necessary to use a show of force, to reveal some information to Wei Henian first, and see his reaction.

If Wei Henian takes action, it would confirm the inference and potentially allow them to trace the tomb's location.

There are still variables, and the outcome is unpredictable.

Another approach was to report it to Ji Bowei, and the Criminal Investigation Brigade would be stationed permanently in Weijiazhuang Village to conduct a thorough search of Tiezhushan Mountain and the entire village.

Safe and effective.

But there are still uncertainties. The identities of the other two people are currently unknown. What are their names? Are they also from the Wei family after they were exonerated? Are they from Weijiazhuang Village? We don't know anything about them.

Once the police arrive, it's impossible to predict what the two people will do after they've caught wind of the situation.

Therefore, we need to take our time and plan carefully; there's no rush.

Han Ling had only been a policeman for a year, but his ingrained lone wolf habits remained, which was his main motivation for sneaking into Weijiazhuang Village at night.

Upon entering Tiezhu Mountain, Han Ling checked the time; it was already three in the morning.

Tiezhu Mountain is very large, but if there really is a tomb, long-term looting would definitely leave obvious traces. As long as we make a targeted judgment, we should be able to find it within a few hours.

Otherwise, Han Ling wouldn't have chosen to enter the mountains at night; aimless wandering makes him difficult to spot.

Fog hung over the jungle. Han Ling bypassed the breeding and logging areas, stepping on decaying leaves as he made his way into the deep mountains. Dew and grass seeds quickly soaked his trousers.

After confirming that no one was around, he turned on his phone's flashlight, illuminating the mountain path beneath his feet and the shadows of the trees.

After nightfall, even the chirping of insects had disappeared, and the entire Tiezhu Mountain was very quiet.

Occasionally, he would glance at the piles of rocks along the way, where there were traces of human activity, which he used to determine the direction of his search.

There were no footprints on the mountain path, but the characteristics of a "path" were quite obvious, indicating that it had been walked over a long period of time.

half an hour.

One hour.

Two hours.

The sky was turning a pale white, and the sun was about to rise.

Han Ling wasn't in a hurry and continued walking until five in the morning when the road ended.

This is a flat area on the mountainside; all that's left is the mountain itself, and you'll need to climb to get further.

He knew about burial sites. The basic layout was to have a mountain behind and water in front. A gentle slope on the mountainside with the main peak behind it met the site selection criteria of "having a view in front and a support behind," which could gather vital energy and protect future generations.

Moreover, the thick layer of soil on the mountainside was firm and suitable for excavating tomb passages and chambers. By now, the surroundings were gradually brightening and lighting was no longer needed. Han Ling stopped, put away his phone, and looked around.

Soon, his gaze settled on a small patch of unusual vegetation that differed from its surroundings.

Han Ling strode over.

Looking at the ground, the plants were newly transplanted, and messy withered grass blocked the view.

He chose to clear the way by force, uprooting all the plants and clearing away all the weeds, and soon a rough little stone door appeared before him.

The inference began to be verified.

Han Ling stepped forward and tried to move it. The stone door was quite heavy, requiring at least two adult men. He was strong enough to move it a little bit.

The sound of the stone door scraping against the ground rang out, sounding particularly clear in the quiet of the early morning.

Having moved halfway, Han Ling suddenly withdrew all her strength and decisively turned to the side without any hesitation.

Whoosh!
The machete slicing through the air made a whooshing sound. If Han Ling had hesitated even a second longer, the back of his head would have been smashed open like a watermelon. Clearly, the opponent was after his life.

As Han Ling approached, the villager with the knife stared coldly at him, his pupils revealing undisguised murderous intent.

"hehe."

Han Ling slowly retreated, taking more than ten steps away from the man with the knife. He had long sensed someone behind him, but he didn't expect him to actually dare to make a move.

A complete desperado.

"Where is Wei Henian?" Han Ling sized up the other person. He recognized him; he was a villager from Weijiazhuang Village—on the surface.

Footsteps sounded, and Wei Henian emerged from the slope and strode over.

"What a clever little fellow." Wei Henian stood with his hands behind his back, his face showing no panic at being discovered by the police, remaining very calm. "We only met once during the day, and you've already started to suspect me?"

Han Ling laughed and said, "I was born in the Year of the Dog. I have a very sensitive nose. The smell of animals is too pungent. I can smell it from far away."

Wei Henian ignored the insults and chuckled, "Coming up the mountain alone and not calling it support? You're really a fearless newborn calf. You've got guts."

Luckily, I sensed something was wrong and thought to come up the mountain to check, otherwise it would have been a real problem.

During the day, he had already sensed that Han Ling was suspicious, so he went up the mountain to check just in case, and also hid the tomb more deeply. He didn't expect to actually run into it.

Han Ling: "You too, you actually dared to attack the police directly instead of running away quietly. Let me guess why... Oh, you couldn't bear to part with your baby."

He investigated too quickly and suddenly, only checking Cao Kexuan's borrowing records to specifically verify the possibility of tomb raiding, leaving Wei Henian no time to react.

They ran away immediately; there wasn't enough time to move a large number of antiques.

Illegal antique resale requires a slow and steady approach, and Wei Henian has certainly not made many moves over the years. Moreover... he may also be carrying a murder charge, making him even more timid.

"Stop guessing, the scenery here is quite nice, it's a good place to bury you." Wei Henian said with a smile, "Weijiazhuang Village is no longer a place to stay, it's time to find another place."

Upon hearing this, Han Ling narrowed his eyes: "That child from twelve years ago, did you really do it?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Henian was surprised: "How do you know about that case? Did your colleague tell you?"

Han Ling didn't answer, but continued to ask, "Did you kill Cao Kexuan?"

Wei Henian smiled and ordered his men to make the move.

The man with the knife strode over.

When the two were two meters apart, the man raised his knife and suddenly accelerated. At that moment, Han Ling moved, quickly drew his gun, loaded it, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

boom!
The gunshot startled the sleeping birds, the sound echoing across Iron Pearl Mountain. The bullet struck the man's heart precisely, piercing the blood vessels in his lungs.

The man fell to his side, blood gushing from his mouth.

First Blood!

Wei Henian's expression changed. He took two steps back and waved his hand lightly.

On the other side, Han Ling immediately turned his gun to aim at the jungle covered by vegetation a dozen meters away, and pulled the trigger again.

boom!
In the jungle, a man holding a crossbow was shot between the eyebrows and fell backward.

Double Kill!

"You...how could you..." This scene shocked Wei Henian. The shock came from two aspects: firstly, the other party had actually discovered the ambush; secondly, the other party killed without blinking an eye, showing no panic whatsoever, remaining as calm as still water.

An experienced policeman might be able to do it, but this kid is too young!
Han Ling turned his gun on Wei Henian for the third time: "Didn't I tell you? You can smell a beast from far away. It's no use hiding it."

Wei Tianyong said that Wei Henian had two "good friends", and now they are both together.

Within twenty meters, the arrow's flight time is only a fraction of a second. If an archer is lying in ambush and aiming, even he cannot dodge it unless he senses it in advance and strikes first.

Wei Henian had made two preparations, and the success rate of silencing witnesses was still very high. If it were any other colleague, the possibility of being killed would be extremely high.

Seeing that the young detective was incredibly sharp and had ridiculously accurate marksmanship, Wei Henian, facing a death threat, quickly raised his hand: "Don't shoot! I have no weapon and I didn't assault a police officer. If you dare to shoot, you'll be committing murder!"

It's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death. Before the court trial and before the appeal is rejected, no one can say for sure what might happen if the death sentence is suspended.
Han Ling placed his index finger on the trigger, repeatedly wanting to fire within a few seconds, but ultimately did not pull the trigger: "Are the Cao family and the Wei family both involved in tomb raiding?"

Wei Henian wasn't the type to cover up for others, so he replied, "Yes, all the adult men were involved."

Having received an affirmative answer, Han Ling moved the gun: "Come here."

Wei Henian hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward, his hands still on his heels for fear that Han Ling would kill him.

"Closer."

The two were very close, and Han Ling stepped forward and kicked out.

Wei Henian let out a muffled groan, his body flying through the air and crashing heavily to the ground, face down.

Han Ling put away his pistol and kicked Wei Henian in the face with all his might.

puff!
Wei Henian's body spun 180 degrees like a top, spitting out blood mixed with his teeth.

"you……"

"I...I've surrendered...I'll sue...you! I definitely...I'll sue you!"

Wei Henian was slurring his words and extremely angry.

Han Ling ignored him and took out her phone to call Ji Bowei.

"Hey? Captain Ji, good morning, are you up yet?"

"The case in Weijiazhuang Village has been investigated. Cao Kexuan died from homicide. There were three murderers, and both the Wei and Cao families are suspected of tomb raiding. I suggest that the special police provide support."

"Hurry up, I fired because the suspect attacked the police. People in the village might have heard it. Oh, and by the way, there's a lead on that case Captain Feng investigated twelve years ago."

There are probably a dozen or so suspects in total, and the criminal investigation team alone probably can't handle it.

In such situations, absolute force must be used to swiftly suppress the situation, giving no chance for resistance. The person must be taken into custody first, and then interrogated.

What the hell did you say??

Ji Bowei was indeed sleeping, but after hearing the contents of the phone call, he was instantly wide awake, and his level of astonishment was the highest he had ever experienced in his police career.

The leap was too big.

There were no clues of homicide three days ago, so how did so much information suddenly come to light three days later?
A case from twelve years ago?
What exactly is going on in Weijiazhuang Village?
(End of this chapter)