crime shadow [criminal investigation]

Jiang Bei drove to the Municipal Bureau, and before getting out of the car, a white light flashed in his head, and he was fixed on the seat. He looked around carefully, and returned to the question before going to bed last night—how did Jiang Nan know that he was coming back? After Ning'an City went to the cemetery?

He dug out the two mobile phones, without tracking software, leaving only the car he often drives with the possibility of being tampered with.

The more Jiang Bei thought about it, the more wrong he was. Not only did he go to the cemetery, but the night Wen Hongliang escaped, Jiang Nan also precisely touched Wangjiang Park and acted like a shit-stirring stick.

After checking the inside of the car, there was no locator. He got out of the car and opened the trunk, but found nothing unusual. Isn't it in the car?He was about to check the chassis of the car when his cell phone rang suddenly, and everyone in Sangong Sixth Hospital was waiting for him.

Jiang Bei had no choice but to give up, locked the car door and walked to the building.

Lin An was already getting impatient with the wait, and one minute later he would take the anti-pornography team to arrest Jiang Nan. Fortunately, Jiang Bei showed up in time to prevent him from wasting police force.

The big office was smoggy, turning it into a "fairyland on earth". The colleague sitting by the window forgot to open the window, and stared at Jiang Bei as soon as he entered the door, wondering why his boss was late?It must be because I went to the Pansi Cave last night and couldn't get out. Sure enough, there is no absolutely aloof person in the world, and even Jiang Bei would be reluctant to part with the beautiful woman in the bed, so he stayed in bed and was late.

Jiang Bei met his gaze, saw through what he was thinking about something indescribable, and raised his hand.

"Brother Jiang!" Lin An grabbed Jiang Bei's arm and led him into the small office. After all, before Jiang Bei came, he scolded Jiang Nan at his work station, and was overheard. His colleagues' pornographic film editing materials Half of it came from his mouth, and his boss must never know about it.

"Autopsy report!" Lin An pushed the report in front of him guiltily, "The forensic doctor in Dongyang City thought about us and sent a cooperation letter, but sent it as soon as it came out, which is more reliable than Qian Ping."

Jiang Bei didn't ask why his colleagues looked at him differently today, but only carefully read the report.

Tang Zhiyu's body was burned so badly that only his own mother could recognize it. If the support was a little later, it would probably be fully burned. The forensic doctor couldn't tell whether the wound on his left arm was a gunshot wound or something.

This was within Jiang Bei's expectation, he turned to the next page with a hasty glance, and his mind froze instantly.

Lin An noticed his abnormality, and stretched his neck to look: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Bei pressed the corner of the page and said in a deep voice, "Tang Zhiyu was not burned to death."

It was clearly written in black and white that no soot and carbon dust deposits were found in the stomach and mucous membrane of the respiratory tract of the deceased, there was no pyrogenic respiratory syndrome, and there was no life response to the wounds throughout the body, which did not meet the death characteristics of burning to death during his lifetime.Rose teeth appeared in the mouth of the deceased, and the internal organs were in a state of obvious blood stasis, with emphysema. According to the expert opinion, the deceased Tang Zhiyu died of mechanical asphyxiation, and his body was cremated later.

In other words, he was transported to the villa after his death!

"Mechanical suffocation..." Lin Anmo stroked his chin, "He was strangled to death?! When did he die?"

This is the most critical issue. Tang Zhiyu rushed to Ning'an City to pick up Han Cheng on October 10, and took him missing for five days. Every day of the five days may be the date of his death. The death in Ning'an City means that there is no need to cooperate with the wine bag and rice bag surnamed Qian, and the case has immediately changed its general direction, becoming a case of deliberate murder, transporting corpses across cities, and adding the name of kidnapping and arson. No matter what happens, it will be indefinite.

However, the body was severely burnt, and the exact time of death was difficult to determine. The forensic doctor thoughtfully conducted a physical and chemical analysis of the stomach contents. The food was mainly concentrated in the stomach, and the shape was clear. He died about an hour after eating. As for the food content, it was It is a bit difficult to determine the place to eat with some ordinary side dishes.

Jiang Bei asked: "Is there any action from Qian Ping?"

"Yes, it's still a big move," Lin An showed disgust, "Last night, Qian Ping brought people to bring Han Wenjing's family and the old man's body back to Dongyang City, and abducted Han Wenfang along the way. Unclear, all the heirs of the inheritance are suspected, and they have to be taken back for questioning. He still wants to find the little bastard, and I am afraid that he will be beaten severely, so I refused."

Jiang Bei murmured, Qian Ping is enlightened?Or which muscle is not right?From rushing to close the case to coming to Ning'an City to pick up the person in person in the middle of the night, his attitude has changed 180 degrees. Could it be because he realized that the matter was not simple as soon as the autopsy report came out, so he quickly stopped his losses and made waves?

In any case, the most important thing now is to determine the time and place of Tang Zhiyu's death. Jiang Bei can't believe Qian Ping. If the case can be solved by asking alone, there is no need to recruit so many criminal police officers.

Jiang Bei combined the autopsy report and said, "Take someone to look around the bus stop. Han Cheng left a recording saying that after Tang Zhiyu picked him up and Aunt Cheng at the bus stop, he got off the bus alone to buy motion sickness medicine for Aunt Cheng. Han Cheng fell asleep, and he didn't even know if it was Tang Zhiyu who came back, if something went wrong, it should have started from the bus station."

"Okay," Lin An agreed, but without moving his feet, he leaned over the table and leaned in front of Jiang Bei, "But according to what you said, the prerequisite for an accident at the bus station is that the other party must first know Tang Zhiyu's course of action." , otherwise, how can we accurately block Tang Zhiyu, and get stuck just after he received the old man and Aunt Cheng?"

Facing the big face in front of him, Jiang Bei silently pulled the seat back a few steps.

This is indeed a problem. Judging from the other party's behavior of burning the corpse, in addition to wanting to burn the corpse, the most important thing is to lead the suspicion to Tang Zhiyu - Han Cheng can clearly confirm that Tang Zhiyu picked him up, and Tang Zhiyu notified him after receiving the person Han Wenfang, let her rest assured, after a round of visits, it is all related to Tang Zhiyu.

After the villa caught fire, the attacker was shot in the left arm by Jiang Bei. Coincidentally, Tang Zhiyu's left arm was also injured, but there was no life response from the wound, which proved that he was poked out after death. The other party's purpose of humiliating the corpse was self-evident Metaphor.Facts have proved that the opponent almost succeeded, and Qian Ping almost made Tang Zhiyu a suspect because of this.

Lin An also realized: "This is not just murder, but also framing. It was planned from the very beginning, and Tang Zhiyu was blocked first to commit the murder. If the old man doesn't wake up, who knows that Tang Zhiyu got out of the car and bought motion sickness medicine. In the end, this case was either done by Tang Zhiyu, or it became an unsolved case. With the [-] surnamed Qian, it will definitely develop like this, don’t you believe it? So how did the other party know where Tang Zhiyu went, and still keep the timing so precise?"

"Ask Han Wenfang to see if she has told others that Tang Zhiyu has come to Ning'an City."

After Jiang Bei finished speaking, he thought of Jiangnan again. How did Jiangnan know that he went to the cemetery?

Although Jiang Bei has no hobby of visiting red light districts and is not afraid of being caught, he always feels uncomfortable. Why does Jiang Bei know his movements like the palm of his hand, but he doesn't know where Jiang Nan usually goes and what he does?

unfair.

"By the way, ask Tang Zhiyu's wife," Jiang Bei said, "His wife was about to give birth at the time, and Tang Zhiyu was away from home. In order to reassure his wife, he might report it to her in real time, and he must not let go of any possibility. .”

Lin An said "hmm", squinted his eyes to look at Jiang Bei, and smiled wickedly: "Brother Jiang, you look so experienced, and you know that your husband will report to his wife, and the little bastard will also report to you?"

Jiang Bei: "..."

Report, of course, when Jiang Nan pretended to be a peerless good man, no matter where he went, he punched in and took pictures and sent them to Jiang Bei. After posting a photo that had been posted before, Jiang Bei suddenly realized that it was all a routine. The photo was saved by Jiangnan in advance. He said that he had eaten on time, and he was most likely still on the bed looking at Lola Takizawa.

Jiang Bei didn't want to answer Lin An's question, so he waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, hurry up."

Knowing that Jiang Bei would not speak, Lin An pursed his lips and went out of the office to grab a few colleagues and take them to the bus station.

As soon as the man left, Jiang Bei picked up his mobile phone and called Jiang Nan, wanting to ask if the little bastard had installed a tracker on him, but after several calls in a row, no one answered, because the little bastard The egg is rushing to the city hospital at the moment.

Jiang Nan didn't know that the nickname "little bastard" might accompany him for the rest of his life. He knocked on the door of the ward, showed a very bastard smile to the nurse behind the door, and asked slowly, "Is Auntie Cheng awake?"

The nurse turned to look at the woman on the hospital bed, and immediately shook her head: "No, but your complexion has improved a lot in the past two days, and it should be soon. The temperature outside has cooled down. Sit for a while, and I'll get you a glass of hot water."

The temperature is indeed cooling down, the Jiangnan is all the way, the sweater is soaked in the chill of late autumn, winter seems to be coming soon.

He slumped lazily on the escort chair, tucked his hands into his sleeves to warm up, and stared at Cheng Qiong in a daze.

As the nurse said, Cheng Qiong's complexion is much better, and the burns on her body have passed the infection period and are slowly scabbing over.

After confirming, Jiangnan shifted his gaze to a bouquet of carnations on the bedside. The flowers were not in good condition, and his head was dying, like a defective product left by a flower shop. If it wasn't for the bouquet to be wrapped in exquisite wrapping paper Otherwise, he would really suspect that he picked it up in the trash can.

He noticed it as soon as he entered the ward, who knows who sent such a bouquet of flowers?

Just as he was thinking, the uncle on the opposite bed sat up and asked him, "Are you the son of bed 03?"

Just as Jiang Nan was about to say "volunteer", the uncle didn't wait for him to answer, and said again: "Look at how filial his son is, and he visits his mother every day and gives flowers. .”

Jiang Nan: "What did you say?"

The uncle looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, and then said: "Say you are filial, I see you come every day, my son only needs half of your heart!"

"No, you just said that the flowers were given by the patient's son?"

At that moment, the nurse came in with a thermos, washed the cup and poured Jiangnan a cup of hot water, saying, "Hold on, keep warm."

Jiang Nan took it, and his fingertips, which were stiff and red due to the wind, regained some vitality: "Thank you. By the way, who sent this bouquet of flowers, Aunt Cheng's son?"

"Listen to the uncle on the other side playing for you," the nurse took a cotton swab and said while moistening Cheng Qiong's dry lips, "It was delivered by express in the morning, and it was said to be ordered by your friend. It was sent to the city hospital, but no one was left behind." The name. The uncle thought it was a gift from Cheng Niang's son, so he murmured for a long time. I thought it was your friend's wish for the flowers, so I signed for it."

Jiang Nan let out an "oh", and leaned back in his chair as if he had no bones: "My friend gave it to me, but... I have no friends."

The nurse looked up at him strangely.