crime shadow [criminal investigation]

In the maternity ward.

The novice mother was overwhelmed by anesthesia, but her body was weak, and Han Wenfang tightly covered her in the quilt, half-opening her eyes to listen to her mother-in-law's nagging.

"—Stay in the hospital for a few days, and I will take you home for confinement." The granddaughter was born, and Han Wenfang had to take care of her daughter-in-law and children. She had no means to spare, and forgot about her missing son for the time being. Take a bath first, don’t catch a cold during the confinement period, you will suffer after the root cause of the disease, just bear it and pass it..."

Yu Zi was on the side helping to pack things. After listening to Han Wenfang's old experience, she corrected her: "After giving birth, the resistance is weak, and the incision is not healed. Just keep hygienic to prevent infection, and keep warm."

The woman in the ward smiled at her, agreeing with her statement.

Han Wenfang was about to say something else when she suddenly remembered that there was a young man who helped carry things when her daughter-in-law gave birth. He was too busy to pay attention after the operation, and he disappeared when he turned around.

She patted Yu Zi and asked, "Hey, girl, where is that young man from before?"

Yu Zi raised her chin, motioning her to look outside the door.

Jiang Nan was waiting at the door, and he was embarrassed to go in with a room full of women, and wanted to wait for Yu Zi to come out so that she could notify the family members to identify the body.

The family has just added a new baby, and it is the time of joy, so it is better to let Yu Zi pour this ladle of cold water.

Just in time, the nurse came over with the washed baby, and the little guy finally calmed down, babbling and whimpering in the swaddling baby.

Jiang Nan looked at it with his neck straightened. The baby had a small nose and small eyes, not to mention cute and beautiful, and was wrinkled.

Ms. Deng showed him pictures of Jiang Bei when he was a child on a whim before. Ms. Deng disliked him very much. She felt that she and Jiang's father were pretty good-looking. His son was so ugly that he couldn't marry him at first glance. When he got his daughter-in-law, he once suspected that he had the wrong child. Fortunately, he grew up later, but it still couldn't change the fact that Jiang Bei couldn't marry a daughter-in-law.

Jiang Nan's eyes were glued to the baby girl's face, thinking that this child might grow into a little beauty in a few years, and like Jiang Bei, counterattack into a tyrant!

The nurse noticed him and asked, "Are you a relative of the child?"

Jiang Nan said, "I am a volunteer."

"Oh," the nurse thought in her heart that she was a relative, otherwise why did she just stand guard at the door of the delivery room.She was not very old, and she believed that the baby on the Internet said that she would look like someone when she opened her eyes, and she hugged the child who had just opened her eyes and approached Jiangnan, "Look more at the beautiful uncle, we will also look beautiful in the future. "

Jiangnan: "..."

This task is a bit daunting.

"What uncle," he said stubbornly, "Call me brother, I promise she will be prettier than me in the future."

The nurse looked at him. This man was really shameless. She was afraid that the child would be as thick-skinned as him if he saw too much, so she carried the child and left.

"The baby is here!"

As soon as the nurse entered the ward, she smiled brighter than a flower, gently placed the child beside her mother, and began to inspect the product. She pulled out both arms and legs to show that there was no deformity.

Han Wenfang felt sorry for her granddaughter. When she gave birth, no one looked at the baby over and over again, for fear that the nurse would tear the baby up and make a gesture to take it away.

Yu Zi stopped her: "Normal examination, if you find any problems, tell the doctor in time, they are professional, don't worry."

In contrast, Yu Zi is more like someone who has experienced it, maybe because of her career, Han Wenfang trusted her, so she withdrew her arms and stopped hugging her.

After the examination, the nurse put the baby in the cradle, and said, "The baby has jaundice, and if you have nothing to do, you can spend more time in the sun. After [-] days, see if the jaundice subsides. I will go to work first. If there is anything you don't understand, ring the bell."

There were other novice mothers in the ward, all of them accompanied by their old mothers-in-law. As soon as the nurse left, everyone became active and came over to say hello to the new children. From gender to weight, the topic turned to their own children. It was very lively for a while.

The obstetrics department is probably the only place in the hospital where there is laughter.

The woman in the ward couldn't be happier, especially when she saw someone else's husband clumsily learning to hold a child, and thought that if her husband was present, it would be the same.

She turned her head and asked Yu Zi in a low voice: "Is there any news about my husband?"

Yu Zi couldn't answer: "The police in your jurisdiction are responsible for this matter, let me ask for you."

As she said that, she walked out of the ward to make a phone call. Seeing that Jiang Nan was still there, she said, "You seem to have something to tell me."

Jiang Nan was blunt: "Oh, your Deputy Jiang's detachment said that they seem to have found Tang Zhiyu."

Yu Zi didn't understand: "Looks like?"

"It was found at the scene of the fire. It was badly burned. I want you to inform Tang Zhiyu's family members to identify the body."

Yu Zi's heart skipped a beat, not because someone died unexpectedly, but because she felt sorry for the newborn child. Han Wenfang's family was looking forward to Tang Zhiyu's return and reunion. If the deceased was really Tang Zhiyu, how would they bear the sudden bad news?

In the ward, Han Wenfang washed her hands, carefully picked up the child to tease, and said to her daughter-in-law: "Wait for her father to come back to get a name. By the way, is your grandfather also living in this hospital? Take the child to the old man to see, at least he is a great-grandson."

"Forget it," the woman said, "Officer Yu said that Auntie and the others are guarding Grandpa, he is unconscious, and he won't be able to see Grandpa even if he hugs him. If such a big incident happens, Auntie will definitely make trouble. Don't scare my daughter."

When Han Wenfang thought of Han Wenjing's battle, she felt a little scared: "That's true."

The woman continued: "Besides, grandpa doesn't like girls, so why bother to hug them to make him unhappy."

Han Wenfang stopped talking.

At this time, Yu Zi pushed the door open and entered, disturbing their brief peace.

"Aunt Han, I have something to tell you."

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At the same time, the scene of the fire was busy for a while, and people were killed. The trace inspector did not dare to slack off and braved the heavy rain to collect inspection materials, which made Qian Ping the most idle.

"This man is definitely an arsonist!" Qian Ping wiped the rainwater off his face, and the marinated egg on his head was glistening from the rain.Pointing to the charred corpse on the ground, he said, "When the fire broke out, someone hid in the villa and attacked the police. Later, the villa exploded. He definitely didn't escape and played himself to death. Otherwise, how could anyone be so stupid as to see the villa? Don’t call the police when it’s on fire, and don’t be afraid to drill in, what are you trying to do? Mr. Jiang...Deputy Jiang’s detachment, don’t you think so?”

Jiang Bei ignored him. Qian Ping is a typical person who rushes forward when good things happen and stands aside when bad things happen. Mistakes lead to death. If a person dies, there is no need to file a case, let alone investigate. It can save a lot of trouble by closing the case directly.

But what he said was not unreasonable. Given the intensity of the fire at the time, it was really difficult to escape unscathed. It could not be ruled out that the attacker was trapped in the villa. He was so unlucky that he burned himself to death.

Jiang Bei asked the police to ask for a pair of gloves. Looking through the left arm of the deceased, he found a wound with deep visible bone on the forearm, which was completely different from the large area of ​​burns.

He called the forensic doctor and said, "See if this is a gunshot wound."

"Gunshot wound?"

Jiang Bei: "I shot the attacker in the left arm."

The forensic doctor understood in no time. If it was confirmed that it was a gunshot wound, it would be as Qian Ping said. The suspect played himself to death, but the body was burnt to half-cooked and severely shrunk. Not to mention judging the wound, it is difficult to even guess the height. .

The forensic doctor looked at it for a long time, but did not see a trick: "Let's do an autopsy."

Jiang Bei also knew that it would be difficult for the forensic doctor to judge the burnt corpse with the naked eye, so he didn't say much.

"It's obviously a gunshot wound! Could it be that he fell? How could it be such a coincidence that he fell on his left arm?" Qian Ping didn't give up. Property? The grandson took the old man away and hid it in the villa. Maybe he wanted to force the old man to make a will. The old man disagreed, so the grandson lit the fire in a fit of anger. Anyway, as long as the old man dies, the property will be divided equally. Kill a Cheng Bite..."

Qian Ping's mouth twitched sharply: "I didn't expect our deputy Jiang's detachment to come. It's not good to rescue the old man. If he confesses his grandson, it will be over at that time, so the grandson just doesn't do anything else and engages in sneak attacks. You Look, the wicked have evil rewards, let's plant it in your own hands."

Qian Ping can't do anything else, but his memory is good. Jiang Bei only told him what happened once, and he remembered it all. The screenwriter of the suspense drama is really talented.

Jiang Bei stared at him: "Why don't you go back and write the closing report?"

Qian Ping thought it was done!He was about to leave, but Jiang Bei grabbed his collar unceremoniously and dragged him to the corpse: "Qian, you have evidence to prove that the person who took away Mr. Han, the arsonist, the sneak attacker, and the deceased are the same person ?”

Qian Ping was much shorter than Jiang Bei, and Jiang Bei held his neck like a little chicken, his heart tightened, and he shook his head.

He really can't prove that Han Cheng was taken away in Ning'an City, which is not his territory. It has been six or seven days since the old man disappeared, and he is still hiding in such a place where no shit, the ghost knows halfway what happened.

"No."

"Then what case are you closing?" Jiang Bei let go of him, his heart agitated by Qian's wine bag and rice bag, no matter how good his temper was, he couldn't bear it, "Don't make assumptions, if you have time to scratch the bowl, why don't you think about how the case will end , The whole scene was destroyed by you, you plan to write the script on the closing report?"

Damn, the ones from the provincial capital are different, they speak tough, how about being their own territory? !

Qian Ping greeted Jiang Bei's family in his heart. On the surface, he was still respectful, and rubbed his hands resentfully: "Then...Xiao Qin! Have you contacted the family of the deceased? No, is it the person who recognized the corpse? It's Mr. Han's." Grandson's mother, Han Wenfang! What's the name of the old man's grandson? Tang... Tang..."

"Tang Zhiyu!!!"

A heart-piercing cry shocked the people present. Following the sound, Han Wenfang stumbled towards him. If she hadn't wanted to confirm with her own eyes whether the deceased was her son, she might have fallen down in the mud.

When she ran outside the canopy, she didn't leave again, and stood there blankly, like a puppet with broken strings, all of her energy was taken away.

The accompanying policeman said, "Auntie, do you see if it's your son?"

Han Wenfang didn't answer, but stared at a gold ring on the finger of the dead body—young people like platinum rings, and when her son got married, she said she wanted to buy a pair of wedding rings, but she thought gold was better, so the young couple followed her, and together To pick, she is very familiar with it.

"Auntie, we are going to take the body away after identifying the person, Auntie?"

Han Wenfang couldn't hear anything, and her mind was buzzing. From the moment Yu Zi informed her to identify the body, she was in a state of flux.

All the clothes of the corpse were burned away, leaving only a ring. Han Wenfang didn't believe her son would die, and he died so embarrassingly.

"How could it be Tang Zhiyu!"

She suddenly regained her energy, striding forward to push aside the crowd, wanting to take a closer look at the corpse.

Knowing a child is like a mother, who can recognize the flesh that fell from her body even if it turned into ashes. Han Wenfang approached the corpse, and the next moment burst into earth-shattering cries.

"After recognizing the face, take the corpse away," Jiang Bei urged, "Hurry up."

When Han Wenfang heard this, she made a gesture to snatch the corpse, and rushed towards her. The police quickly stopped her, and the sound of crying and admonishing frantically bombarded several jackdaws perched on the treetops.