Chapter 88 Chapter 88 Qiu Jiang's short play is on stage...

Because the fingerprints extracted from the murder weapon matched Mao Bo's fingerprints, Ji Mingcheng informed Director Chang after getting this result last night and asked him to help coordinate with various police stations and police departments to hunt down Mao Bo with all their strength.

However, after a night passed, the man was still not found, so most of the people were sent out to look for him today.

But Qiu Jiang, who usually went out on field work, did not go with them, but went to find Forensic Doctor Lu.

According to what their team said in the car last night, as long as she observed the deceased carefully, she would know why he was asking, that is, whether anyone else had entered the grocery store on the day of the incident.

So, today she came specifically to ask Forensic Doctor Lu to let her see the autopsy records.

Lu Jianian had no objection, so he just gave Chen Hai a request and it was done.

Qiu Jiang quickly thanked him, "Thank you, thank you."

After saying that, Chen Hai took her inside. When they reached his desk, he took out a folder from the desk and handed it to her.

She quickly flipped through the pages, and the photos of corpses made her feel nauseous.

If it were any other little girl, she would have burst into tears and run away just by looking at them, but she was not afraid. She also carefully observed each picture, as if she wanted to find some clues from them.

Chen Hai was also transferred from another bureau, and he had seen quite a few female detectives. He would occasionally see female detectives who came to open the autopsy records, but when so many people opened the photos, they would be frightened.

After all, corpses are not really good-looking, especially those that have been murdered. Not only do they have all kinds of horrific scars and the creepy purple color of the wounds after death, but there are also traces of their dissection and sutures. Even though he can eat in front of corpses now, when he first started this job, he was scared half to death and had nightmares for nights.

But how old is this girl? She looks like she is only in her twenties and just started working. She has seen several corpses, but she can perform like this. It is really admirable.

This was also Qiu Jiang's first time meeting Lu Jianian, her new assistant. She knew he was sizing her up, but his gaze wasn't malicious; it was simply curiosity. So she let him sizing her up, even jokingly asking, "Am I weird?"

Chen Hai obviously didn't expect that she could see through his thoughts at a glance. He was a little surprised. Seeing that she didn't show any dissatisfaction and chatted with him as usual, and even smiled at him, he smiled and nodded.

"But rather than saying it's strange, it's more impressive. You're the calmest female detective I've ever seen after seeing a corpse, not to mention you're so young."

He had just finished saying this when he added, "No, even among male police officers your age, there are very few who can remain as calm as you."

This is a compliment to her.

Qiu Jiang's eyes curved slightly, and she said something that seemed to be true or false, "After all, I've seen it a lot."

Although I haven't seen many corpses in this life, I had so much experience in my previous life. Anyone who has seen piles of corpses on the battlefield probably won't be afraid of corpses anymore.

What she has always feared is the painful experience that the deceased experienced before his death.

The horrific experiences of those who were extremely frightened at the hands of the murderer and had no one to turn to for help are shocking.

That is a tragedy completely different from dying for one's country.

She thought that if she hadn't suddenly gained the ability to see the dead's struggles before death, she might have treated the dead as normal.

But she just happens to have this ability.

After seeing their last fear and vitality gradually disappear, and their unwillingness to leave this world, how could she be afraid of their bodies after they left?

I'm afraid the only thought is to bring the murderers to justice as soon as possible to comfort their souls in heaven.

Anyway, that's what she thinks now.

I just hope to find some key clues among the wounds and marks on the deceased's body, so that I can catch the murderer as soon as possible.

In this mood, she looked at each photo carefully.

Because the deceased had been dead for several days, the wounds that were difficult to detect when he was alive have now become purple-black marks, which are the most authentic records of every physical injury suffered by the deceased.

There were actually many wounds that matched the images of the black shadows she saw, all of which were caused by heavy blows.

There is no doubt about these, but in addition to these wounds, there are many suspicious purple-black marks on the skin of the deceased's arms and back, and there is also a long rectangular scar on the deceased's right forearm, and there are many thorn-like scratches on the scar.

She pointed at the splinter-like scratches and looked a little surprised.

Yes, Brother Wang did have a few small pieces of debris in his hands yesterday. Because she knew how the death happened and that the murder weapon was a dagger, she didn't pay too much attention to those small pieces of debris.

I thought the deceased was accidentally scratched while working.

But after seeing these photos today, my previous thoughts were undoubtedly completely overturned.

After all, if you accidentally scratched something while working, it wouldn't look like someone hit you with a stick.

Then I thought about Captain Ji asking Brother Jia to ask if anyone else had seen anyone else entering or leaving the grocery store.

Qiu Jiang suddenly had a guess. Was it possible that someone had a fierce conflict with the deceased before she arrived, so that the two of them started fighting, and the person injured her before leaving?

As soon as she thought of this possibility, she immediately went to look for other wound evidence.

Sure enough, there were several similar scars.

In particular, the wound on the deceased's knuckles, which was caused by the rough wooden stick, was so obvious that it could not be ignored.

This further confirmed her previous guess.

Someone did go there that day.

Were that man and Mao Bo accomplices? Or did they each approach the deceased and clash with him?

She seems to lean more towards the latter.

Because Mao Bo never thought that the deceased was still in the city, how could he be an accomplice?

So who is this person who arrived before Mao Bo?

Why treat an old man so harshly?

Moreover, Chen Hai also showed her several purple and blue marks, asking her to take a good look at what was different.

She was confused and stared carefully at the photos he found for her, but had no clue at all.

Seeing her bewildered, Chen Hai pulled a chair over for her and said, "Come, take a closer look. There will be a surprise."

Qiu Jiang became even more curious.

He sat down and stared at the wounds without blinking.

In fact, compared with other bruises, these marks are not very serious, which makes it easy for people to focus on those more terrifying marks and ignore these wounds.

Now that they are singled out, it is easier to find common points.

"The mark on the left looks like... a thumb?"

Qiu Jiang gestured with his thumb and felt even more confident that his guess was correct.

"Then what? The other piece?" Chen Hai continued to guide.

That’s right, these purple-black marks appeared in pairs at the same time.

Even though some two traces are connected into one, they cannot be considered as a complete trace.

But compared to the mark on the left side which looks like a thumb, there is nothing that can be connected to the mark on the right side at once. It can only be seen as an irregular triangle, or a slightly round dot the size of a coin.

It's really hard to imagine what the traces are.

But there is still a reference system.

She placed her thumb on the black and purple mark on her left side and moved her finger back and forth to see which angle would align with the mark.

When he saw her like this, Chen Hai's eyes lit up.

What a smart little girl.

After trying more than ten times, Qiu Jiang still couldn't find a suitable movement to overlap the two marks, so she simply pushed up her coat, revealing half of her white and slender arms.

She continued to gesture with her hands.

"The thumb came horizontally, leaving a right-angle mark... and it happened during a conflict..."

She gestured a few more times, and suddenly an idea came to her. She used the joints of her thumb and index finger together, instantly leaving two clear connected marks on her white arm.

She exclaimed in surprise, "Twisted?"

Jason was eating snacks and watching her joke nearby, but when he heard her say this, he had to admit that this pretty girl was indeed quite clever.

"Bingo, so guess who would use this move when getting into a conflict and hitting someone?" Jason joked.

Qiu Jiang: "...an angry person?"

Jason paused in his snacking and stared closely at her expression, trying to see if she was teasing herself.

As a result, I saw the pretty girl's serious look of seeking advice.

"Or was it someone weak? Because they couldn't defeat the other person, so they could only resort to this method to inflict harm on others? If that's the case, then that person definitely couldn't match the deceased's strength. It seems more likely that they were a weaker man, a normal woman, or an elderly and weak person."

"That is to say, there was another woman or elderly person who went to the grocery store that day and got into an argument with the deceased, and they resorted to beating him in this way because they were not as strong as him."

Now it all makes sense.

And because it was Mao Bo who ultimately caused the death, the appearance of the previous person was not shown in the black shadow.

After figuring it all out, Qiu Jiang finally smiled. "Captain Ji is right. I'll go find him now."

"Thank you, see you later."

She rushed out, leaving Jason with a confused look on his face. He glanced at Lu Jianian and Chen Hai and said sarcastically, "Is this even possible? This girl isn't going to play tricks on me, is she? Who is so good at twisting people? It must be a woman."

Although she was not wrong in the end, the analysis process made him vomit blood and he seriously suspected that she was joking with him.

Lu Jianian never participated in this kind of conversation and continued to sit in his seat drinking his black tea. However, Chen Hai couldn't refuse him and said awkwardly, "I guess that little girl doesn't have many opportunities to twist someone's arm."

Even if I have only met her twice, I can tell at first glance that the girl comes from a very happy family and is well protected and taken care of. Besides, she is so beautiful, who would be willing to pinch her?

I can't bring myself to do it at all.

Jason: “…”

Okay, blame it on my own rich experience.

He took a big bite of the French fries and questioned his life.

On the other side, Qiu Jiang came out directly after finishing the call to look for someone. At this time, Ji Mingcheng and the others had been looking for someone separately for the whole morning. They were drinking hot drinks outside a convenience store. When Qiu Jiang saw him, she told him about her discovery and stretched out her arm to make a gesture of twisting someone.

"So another woman, a man with less strength, or an elderly person must have gone in there," she said with certainty.

Several people who were also present scratched their faces when they heard it.

Deng Xingwang asked directly, "Jiang Jiang, is it possible that it's a woman?"

Qiu Jiang blinked and asked curiously, "Why?"

Seeing that she was genuinely confused, Deng Xingwang gestured, "When fighting, they twist the arms and back. I've only seen this move on some aunts and my sister, but have you ever seen a man do it? No matter how strong he is, he will definitely hit someone with his fists."

"The behavior is completely different."

The others nodded as well.

"Yes, even if I'm weak, I can't twist anyone. That's too effeminate."

"I can't do that either, but my wife does."

"So I think it might be a woman."

"I agree."

They nodded in unison, feeling that no man would do this while beating someone.

Qiu Jiang didn't doubt that they discriminated against women, but she was a little confused.

Because she had never seen anyone twisting someone's body.

Seeing her confused look, they couldn't help but laugh out loud and joked with her, "It seems that Jiang Jiang doesn't have the habit of twisting people. Your future brother-in-law will be blessed."

"It's true. It hurts so much to be twisted. My wife twists and pinches me. It's a pity that when I was dating, I liked such a bold and straightforward personality. I didn't know that I would be the one suffering after marriage. Jiang Jiang, please don't change."

"That's hard to say. My sister was so gentle before she got married, but she became a completely different person after she got married. My brother-in-law went to my aunt and uncle's house and cried in the first year of his marriage. He cried miserably and said that my sister bullied him. My aunt and uncle didn't believe it, thinking that his daughter was very well-behaved. Who knew that there was evidence on her body, traces of it. My aunt and uncle's face turned red when he saw it, and he almost beat my sister up. Of course, he was just pretending to give my brother-in-law an explanation. But this shows that women really don't know what they will become after marriage. Our Jiang Jiang is very gentle, but if she gets married, she might not change. After all, men are always irritating."

As they talked, they started talking about themselves and the tragic experiences they had encountered. In the end, they all turned the conversation to her. Qiu Jiang's face was full of surprise. She didn't know what to say, so she had to keep silent.

It was Ji Mingcheng who interrupted their complaints.

"Done drinking? Go find someone after you finish drinking."

They instantly wilted, "Yes."

After a while, they dispersed and soon there was no one left.

Only Ji Mingcheng and her were left at the scene.

Qiu Jiang hurriedly asked, "Captain Ji, have you discovered Mao Bo's whereabouts?"

"Um."

Ji Mingcheng took another sip of coffee and handed the cup to her. Qiu Jiang took it without knowing why, and saw him go to the beverage shop and bring back a cup of hot cocoa.

"Drink some first to warm yourself up."

Qiu Jiang blinked, took it and thanked him.

"Thank you, Team Ji."

They didn't drink for long before walking towards a village in the city while drinking.

Qiu Jiang had never been here before and looked around curiously.

This urban village is much dirtier than where she lives now. The narrow stone road is littered with garbage. Some of the stone slabs are broken and so black that their original color cannot be seen.

However, she glanced around and found that this place was larger than where she lived. There were two-story courtyard-style houses everywhere, and some were small townhouses of various colors with doors facing each other, and the doors had black or gold locks.

It looked like no one was home.

On the second floor where some windows face outwards and there are corridors, you can see some people washing clothes. After washing, they wring out the clothes a little and then hang them on the ropes in the corridor.

The rows of clothes are spectacular.

The dripping water kept flowing down due to gravity, inevitably splashing on people. Qiu Jiang suddenly took a big step towards Ji Mingcheng.

The two of them were originally separated by a distance of one person, but now they are almost touching.

Ji Mingcheng paused with his coffee cup in hand, but when he saw the situation around her, he dispelled his wild thoughts. He took two steps to the right and pulled her over, "Walk this way."

Qiu Jiang thanked him sweetly, "Thank you, Captain Ji."

The little girl smiled very sweetly, and her affection for him continued to grow.

As expected of Team Season, he is a very good and considerate leader.

Ji Mingcheng raised the corners of his lips slightly, coughed, and then got back to the topic.

"We searched the house Mao Bo rented before, but couldn't find him. According to other tenants in the compound, Mao Bo hasn't paid rent for two consecutive months. The landlord has urged him many times, and even came every day before the New Year. Mao Bo hasn't been back for half a month to avoid her."

Well, that's consistent with financial hardship.

Therefore, the source of the money he used to purchase hemp and grains became even more suspicious.

Was it the same as this time, where he had robbed or even killed others before, or did he really join the drug trafficking chain to obtain drugs and money for himself?

She quickly went over it in her mind and focused on his words again.

"Later, we asked some people who had been in prison with him and were now released about their lives. Some remembered that his sister lived in the urban village on Yanqing Street."

"The population of the urban village is complex, and most people are out working during the day, so many people are away, making it difficult to find out. The police here did help us find the contact information of some homeowners, thinking they might know more, but we haven't found any clues yet."

Qiu Jiang immediately understood the general situation and asked him, "Do you know his sister's name?"

"Zuo Xiaorong."

Zuo Xiaorong?

These two siblings don’t have the same surname?

Ji Mingcheng said, "Someone has heard Mao Bo say that his mother has been with many people. Most of them, after having a child with someone, feel that they have no feelings for the other person and will move on to the next family. Mao Bo alone knows of four brothers and sisters. This Zuo Xiaorong was born to Mao Bo's mother and her first legal husband. When she was a child, she came to Mao Bo's house to look for her mother, but then their mother ran away again. The two never saw each other again. Gradually, they had more contact. The reason Mao Bo came to Anxi was because Zuo Xiaorong and her husband worked here."

This is a bit too tortuous.

Hearing such a complicated family story, Qiu Jiang felt a bit of a headache. "Then this Zuo Xiaorong will probably be hard to find."

Ji Mingcheng looked at her, "Why?"

Qiu Jiang replied, "Because usually the men in the family sign the rental contracts. Some don't even have a contract, just verbal agreements. In this case, knowing Zuo Xiaorong's husband's name might make it easier to find them."

"But we didn't have any when we arrived, so that possibility was ruled out. In the end, we had no choice but to start with Zuo Xiaorong. So how did you ask? We didn't want to alert the enemy, did we?"

She couldn't help but worry, "If Mao Bo hears about this, he might go into hiding again."

Ji Mingcheng curled his lips, and couldn't help but reach out and knock her on the head, "Why, do you think we are so stupid?"

Qiu Jiang covered her head and gave him an embarrassed smile, "I was wrong."

"Then how did you find it?"

"Zuo Xiaorong's massage skills are very good."

He uttered something that left her dumbfounded.

Uh...it's indeed a very obvious feature.

You can imagine how they asked others before.

She couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

"Then let's go and ask too?" Qiu Jiang raised her chin slightly and motioned him to look ahead.

As he looked over, she moved closer, took his arm, and pulled him over.

Ji Mingcheng: "..."

My heart is beating a little fast.

He was pulled over, and the owner of the small restaurant who was splashing water at the door was still looking at them.

But no matter how you look at it, these two people don't look like they would be seen here. They look more like they were born into wealthy families in the city.

But she happened to appear here, which was very strange, but this was just one of the reasons why she looked at them frequently.

Another reason is that these two people are so handsome that people can't help but want to take a few more glances to refresh their eyes.

Seeing them walking towards her, the proprietress didn't feel ashamed of being caught looking at them. Instead, she asked cheerfully, "Would you like to eat? My place is clean and delicious, and it's famous around here."

Qiu Jiang tugged at Ji Mingcheng and said with a pout, "Ah Cheng, I'm tired. Let's just eat here first."

Ji Mingcheng didn't know what script he had received from her, but that didn't stop him from cooperating. He just frowned and said, "I can take you to a big restaurant for dinner."

She curled her lips and said, "Don't do that. If your mother knew, she would accuse me of wasting your money. She doesn't like me in the first place, and if I leave such an impression on her, I don't think I'll ever have to enter your house again."

Ji Mingcheng: "...as long as you are happy."

This was a double entendre. Qiu Jiang winked at him secretly, then put on a domineering look and pulled him towards the store.

The proprietress's eyes lit up when she heard this, but who knew they would stop talking after just a few words, leaving her feeling like she was not satisfied.

But at this time, it is more important to have customers coming.

She controlled the basin, lifted the heavy curtain and went in.

The restaurant is not very big, with only four tables, but it is clean everywhere and looks comfortable.

She breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the wall.

There was a menu on the wall, with many dishes including Kung Pao Chicken, Tomato and Egg, Shredded Pork with Beijing Sauce, and Braised Pork Slices.

As soon as she looked at me, I knew she was the boss. The proprietress smiled and said, "I can't say that my cooking skills are very good, but I can definitely let you taste the most authentic home-cooked taste. Besides, my prices are not expensive. There are more people coming every day. If it weren't for the fact that everyone is at work during the day, my shop would definitely be full of people."

There is a lot of traffic, isn't that a coincidence?

Qiu Jiang smiled even more happily.