crime shadow [criminal investigation]

"There is a foreign object in the patient's stomach, which caused vomiting. Now the foreign object is stuck in the respiratory tract and needs to be removed by surgery. Which of you is the family member of the patient, come and sign." The medical staff took the operation consent form, and glanced at a group of big men, "The family members Didn’t come? Hurry up and ask the family members to come, the patient is old, don’t wait for something to happen to trouble the hospital.”

After speaking, the medical staff changed into sterile clothes and trotted into the operating room.

After Jiang Bei answered Yang Chao's phone call, he rushed to the hospital without taking a breath, and waited for the news that Wen Hongliang's father needed surgery.

Yang Chao wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said: "It was fine last night, but this morning he found something wrong, and the old man couldn't tell what was wrong, so he retched, couldn't vomit anything, and finally vomited it out. I almost turned off the engine on the spot. After taking an X-ray, the doctor said that there were a lot of foreign objects in the stomach, some of which were stuck in the trachea, and the condition was not very good. Surgery was recommended. The things I spit out..."

A front-line criminal policeman who dared to help the forensic doctor move the high-rotten corpse could not continue at this time, and the veins on the forehead popped.

Holding the film, Jiang Bei said in a deep voice, "The foreign object in the stomach is a thin hemp rope that disappeared."

The crosswind blows through the corridor, making the sunny day in golden autumn and September extremely cold.After Wen Hongliang saw Wen Yu's notebook in the training class, he went home and destroyed the evidence, but instead of burning it, he used a more cruel method.

No one spoke, even Lin An, who usually bluffed, fell silent.

"Call Lao Wang to bring someone over to collect evidence." Jiang Bei took the film and walked to the ward.

A criminal policeman asked: "Then will the family members be notified?"

"No notice."

"But family members have the right to know," the policeman's voice became smaller and smaller, "in case something happens..."

"He doesn't even pay attention to other people's right to life, and I have to protect his right to know?" Jiang Bei turned around, his facial features were as cold as the exquisite ice sculptures that never melted in the north of Mohe, "Go to hell right to know."

The policeman didn't dare to say anything more.

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"It's a crime, yes, now there is no need to make a confession, the evidence is as solid as a mountain!"

After receiving the notice, Wang Zhipeng rushed to the ward with his people fighting a battle, looked at the trash can that the old man had vomited for a while, put on his gloves and picked out the small piece of hemp rope inside.

"Hey! This man also knows how to cut things into pieces, so why don't he just bottle the di-chlorvos, so he won't suffer a little crime." Wang Zhipeng put away the evidence bag, then turned to Jiang Bei and said, "How long have we not touched each other?" Have you ever caught such a mad murderer?"

Jiang Bei sat on the bed and continued the previous sentence: "Wen Hongliang wanted to destroy the evidence, but I don't understand why he chose this way."

"As long as his brain is reversed, you should think about how to tell Wen Hongliang." After all, Wang Zhipeng is older than Jiang Bei. The uncle has an accident, are you afraid that Wen Hongliang will trouble you? That is a difficult master, don't turn around and fold yourself in, anyway, he is his own father. "

Jiang Bei: "Do you recognize such a son?"

"My son's surname is Wang, not Wen," Wang Zhipeng glared at him, "I'm telling you the truth, you bring someone to search without a warrant and send the old man into the hospital, and then this happens again, don't let anyone catch you Little tail! By the way, why is your mouth getting sharper and sharper, have you been infected?"

"No." Jiang Bei asked Yang Chao's operation status on the phone, and the reply was "not optimistic". These three words are really eye-catching.When the elderly entered the operating room, they already had dyspnea symptoms, and even young people may not be able to bear it.

"Actually, I've always wanted to tell you something." Wang Zhipeng said without noticing that his face was ugly.

This familiar opening remark, Jiang Bei said without even thinking about it: "No blind date, no WeChat, no chat."

Wang Zhipeng choked for a while, and said after a long while: "You want to have a blind date and no one will match you. There is nothing wrong with my Wang family's blood. There are so many girls who are offered to you and you don't like any of them. Don't worry, since you went to Hugging the victim's urn back to meet the girl, the single woman in my old Wang family blocked you, and my newly divorced uncle even looked down on you, saying that she was afraid that you would carry a corpse to meet next time .”

"Thank you, uncle, for me."

"It's not necessary, no, why should I talk to you about this, don't take me too far!" Lao Wang walked around and came back to remember the business, "I just want to say, do you think this case is similar to the serial case half a year ago?" Is it similar to a murder case?"

Jiang Bei stopped looking at his phone, looked up at Wang Zhipeng, and asked, "Where does it look like?"

Wang Zhipeng is a technician, but he has always yearned for the criminal police team. If it weren't for the long reflex arc, he might have climbed higher than Jiang Bei. He finally had a chance to show off, so of course he had to seize it.

He sat down on the bed with a serious expression on his face: "Wen Hongliang can be regarded as a serial killer. He killed the killer until the end. The case half a year ago was the same. Also, the scene of the two cases was handled very cleanly, even though it was a perverted case. It is the basic operation of a murderer, but it is still difficult to be foolproof."

Jiang Bei nodded, and sincerely commented: "You can listen to the first sentence, but the latter sentence...it does not rule out that people with a cautious and strong psychological quality can clean up the scene if they have enough time."

Wang Zhipeng smiled: "There are specialties in surgery, so I'll just talk about it. The most similar thing is the killer's foot. Why is there insufficient evidence in Jiangnan's case? Because he and Cheng Ye are twins, there is no biological examination material at the scene of the crime, and the surveillance video It’s useless, so the evidence is insufficient, although Wen Hongliang is short of a twin brother, but he has Sun Yihang who will run wherever the dead are, and the blame man who sent him to the door, so it can’t be used.”

Jiang Bei was very supportive: "What else?"

"And Wen Hongliang's father, think about it, how did you find out that Cheng Ye and Jiang Nan were twins? Did you deduce it from the contents of the stomach?" Wang Zhipeng pointed to the trash can, "This is also the contents of the stomach. It's a tool for committing a crime, and it can be matched with the hemp rope on Wen Yu's body, does it seem like a copy of the crime?"

Jiang Bei pondered to himself.

——Lao Wang's words are picky and picky, and there are only a few sentences that can be heard, but Wen Hongliang did say that "it has nothing to do with Cheng Ye." Everyone has a brother who is holding back, not to mention imitating the crime, I am afraid that the eighteen generations of ancestors in the south of the Yangtze River have been wiped out after so many years.

Does Wen Hongliang know the inside story of the serial murder case half a year ago?

"I'm going out for a while," Jiang Bei stood up abruptly, "Contact me if there is any situation here."

Before Wang Zhipeng finished the show, the audience ran away and quickly stopped: "Hey! Where are you going?"

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Deputy Director Song was drinking tea in the office, and when he heard that the tool for the crime had been found, he didn't bother to write an explanation of the situation.Maybe he died at home early.He was very satisfied with the reason he had found, and there were several creases in the corners of his eyes.

At this time, someone knocked on the door and entered: "Deputy Bureau Song, Wen Hongliang applied to visit the seriously ill family members in the hospital. This has to be approved by the case investigators. Team Jiang is not here. Look..."

"You don't know how to call when you're not here? You have to ask me about such a trivial matter." Deputy Bureau Song said angrily, "Which family is Wen visiting? That's the victim! He's so thick-skinned."

The policeman was aggrieved: "The colleague who stayed at the hospital sent news that the old man's condition is not very good, and Captain Jiang refused to tell Wen Hongliang. I am afraid that something will happen, so... we can't contact the relatives of Wen's family. Look at this... "

Deputy Director Song squinted at him: "Were you in the search that night?"

This time the policeman retracted his neck into his stomach.

"Look how promising you are," Deputy Director Song waved his hand, "Find some big men to escort Wen Hongliang to the hospital, pay attention to safety, escort him back after signing the papers and reading the papers, escort or something, it's impossible, go ahead .”

Jiang Bei parked his car in the parking lot, then strode to the interrogation room. When the door opened, not to mention Wen Hongliang, he didn't even have a hair.

"There's no need to look for it," Deputy Director Song's voice came from behind, "I've sent someone to take him to the hospital. You can apply for arrest when you have time. Come back and send him to the detention center."

"Why did you go to the hospital?" Jiang Bei automatically ignored the last sentence, "I have something to ask him."

"Anything else? You think my interrogation room is a small hotel at a train station. How long do you want to stay there, so that you can find someone if you have something to do?" Deputy Director Song said sternly, "Now the evidence is convincing, whether Wen Hongliang admits it or not. It's the truth, if you don't do the finishing work well, what's the point?"

Jiang Bei didn't listen at all, turned on the internal system of the phone to see the police records, and wanted to contact the colleague who escorted Wen Hongliang.

This attitude made Deputy Director Song furious, and shouted: "Jiang Bei!"

"Let's talk later."

Throwing down a word, Jiang Bei left under Deputy Director Song's surprised and angry eyes, leaving Deputy Director Song alone and exploding on the spot.

Judging from the police dispatch record, the escort vehicle left at least 30 minutes ago. If there is no traffic jam, it should be at the hospital by now.

A black off-road precisely cut the traffic and drove towards the hospital.For some reason, the heart in Jiang Bei's chest was inexplicably hanging on Lao Gao, and he hurriedly called the colleague in charge of the escort, and as soon as he got through, he asked, "Where have you been?"

"There's a bit of a traffic jam at the Municipal Park," said the criminal policeman on the other end of the phone, "We'll be there in three intersections, what's the matter with Team Jiang?"

In the escort car, the air pressure was extremely low, and Wen Hongliang was sitting in the back row, with a burly man on one side, sandwiching him like black and white Wuchang sent him on the road.Wen Hongliang saw the co-driver's criminal police hang up the phone, tugged the "silver bracelet" on his wrist, leaned forward, and said politely: "I want to ask, can I take care of my dad in the hospital for a few days?"

The criminal policeman looked at him through the rearview mirror, with contempt in his eyes: "No, the superior will escort you back after signing the letter. If it weren't for your family having no relatives, you wouldn't be able to make this trip."

Prisoners have seen a lot, and they silently draw three or six or nine grades. People like Wen Hongliang who disown their relatives, murder women, and minors are the lowest grades. Talking to him is a dirty mouth.

Wen Hongliang didn't wait for the next word, and spoke up by himself: "Hey, I just want to spend a few days with my dad, and by the way, ask him why he gave birth to Wen Yu."

The criminal policeman sneered, and teased, "Your father has the foresight to see you at the age of three."

Wen Hongliang pretended not to understand, leaned back in the chair, and seemed to give up struggling: "I have nothing to say now. If I go in, I probably won't be able to get out. If my father dies, I will be like me." In such a situation, I don't even have the qualifications to go to a funeral, I just want to take advantage of this time to spend time with him, and I'm sorry for him."

The criminal policeman rolled his eyes undisguisedly: "If I had known this before, why did I do it in the first place? I have seen you like this a lot. There is no such thing as sincere repentance. It is nothing more than a hypocritical squeeze of a few tears under the weight of the law. The presiding judge doesn't have pity on you, that's all right, don't bother. Xiao Zhang, turn right ahead."

At the same time, Jiang Bei was stuck at an intersection. The green light at this intersection was very short, and it often turned red before starting the engine.The owner of the car on the left complained a lot. It might as well have a few people who jumped in line, provoking wave after wave of public outrage.Jiang Bei didn't squeeze with them, turned the steering wheel, and drove into the auxiliary road, and the long line of cars behind also changed their routes.

Jiang Bei looked at the reminder on the map on his mobile phone, and it was only 2 kilometers away from the hospital.He called his colleagues again to confirm the situation, but unexpectedly, no one answered this time.

It is a basic requirement to keep the mobile phone unblocked when going on a mission, and Jiang Bei suddenly had a bad feeling.

As if to confirm his thoughts, about 5 minutes later, the criminal police in charge of the escort called back and said urgently: "Captain Jiang, Wen Hongliang has escaped!"