Chapter 82 A Master Detective 2 Think of a way to shut him up...

The first crime scene on the nineteenth floor, room number 1901.

Qiu Xiaoman was just a newly hired police dog handler. Even though she came to the police station under the pretext of "receiving a tip from an informant," she couldn't force her way in, since she didn't have any evidence at the moment.

And what if there are people inside? She doesn't even have a search warrant. If she alerts them, things will become even more difficult.

Fortunately, Captain Zou had prepared a blanket for her that Fang Zhenhong had used in the criminal investigation building before they set off. It still had Fang Zhenhong's scent on it, so she could only pin her hopes on Huihui. She asked, "Does this place still have Fang Zhenhong's scent?"

Grey had already sniffed carefully: "Woof, there's some, Master! And there's a bloody smell too, over by the door!"

Qiu Xiaoman frowned. There was blood on the other side of the door too? Two possibilities: either the murderer didn't clean up the bloodstains properly, or there were new developments. But wasn't Fang Zhenhong drowned? Then whose blood is this? The murderer's?

She turned to Chen Jianjun and asked, "How long does it take to apply for a search warrant?"

“For specific cases, search warrants need to be applied for and approved by the procuratorate from the public security bureau, or issued directly by the head of the public security bureau. Director Wen isn't here today, and the deputy director is in a meeting, so Captain Zou doesn't have the authority. We can only go through the first method, which means it won't be issued until tomorrow at the earliest, and possibly three days later,” Chen Jianjun reassured him. “However, in this special case, we can conduct the search first and then issue the warrant later, on the grounds that ‘evidence may be lost.’ But you'd better send someone else; Grey Grey doesn't have a formal position yet, and there might be some procedural difficulties later.”

"It's okay, Huihui is also my informant." Qiu Xiaoman now felt that she needed to take some police knowledge classes, otherwise, she would be very passive and unprofessional to ask people for help at the last minute.

After a moment's thought, she picked up the phone and called Captain Zou, explained the situation, and requested a search warrant. This way, Captain Zou could have someone prepare the necessary documents as soon as possible, making it easier for her to obtain a search warrant later.

Team Leader Zou naturally agreed. After hanging up, he called Team Leader Meng and asked him to arrange for a registered police dog to go and assist Qiu Xiaoman in his operation as soon as possible.

Qiu Xiaoman put away her mobile phone and turned to Chen Jianjun: "Tell me, if the homeowner is a suspect, and I go to the property management to open the door, and the property management might tip off the homeowner, then if the homeowner is inside, they will refuse to open the door; if they are not inside, they will simply flee. What should I do then?"

"..." Chen Jianjun was stumped by the question. He thought for a moment and said, "Then we'll force our way in. But that involves a gamble. If the homeowner is indeed the suspect and happens to be inside, you can justify your actions by arresting the suspect. If the homeowner isn't there, and the homeowner isn't the suspect, or the suspect is just a tenant, then you're in trouble. The subsequent procedures won't go through, and the evidence may be deemed invalid."

"Then I'll ask Shen Qinghuai to come over." Qiu Xiaoman didn't want to gamble. Since that was the case, she would ask Shen Qinghuai for help. Didn't he happen to live downstairs? Although she didn't know if his apartment was 1801, the building had a three-apartment layout, so the possibility was not small. If all else failed, he could make an excuse that he knew the apartment in 1801 and that the roof of 1801 was leaking. That should be enough to trick the owner of the apartment in 1901 into opening the door.

During this time, she and Huihui waited in the emergency staircase. Regardless of whether there was anyone inside, she could bring Huihui over at just the right moment without forcing their way in.

Shen Qinghuai was somewhat excited when he received the call. He thought that his eldest daughter was willing to talk to him because she wanted to forgive him, but he didn't expect that she just wanted him to do something for her.

Although he was a little disappointed, he still agreed, saying, "No problem, all three units on the eighteenth floor are my properties. I'll come upstairs and knock on the door for you."

Qiu Xiaoman said thank you and hung up the phone.

She was a little emotional. Her own father was really rich. All three properties were his. No wonder Liang Yuting wanted to kill her. Maybe one day Shen Qinghuai would be in a good mood and give her one of them. She would see Liang Yuting all the time. Wouldn't Liang Yuting be driven crazy?

I don't know if Jiang Mingyuan has found any evidence yet. Let's wait until we finish what we're doing before we talk about it.

Soon, Shen Qinghuai came up, holding his youngest son in his arms. The youngest son was holding a milk bottle and sucking on it enthusiastically.

He hesitated for a moment, thinking of handing the child over to Qiu Xiaoman, but then worried that she would be unhappy, so he had no choice but to carry the child himself and knock on the door.

Qiu Xiaoman called Chen Jianjun, and together with Huihui, they retreated to the escape staircase and waited.

Shen Qinghuai knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside. He had no choice but to go back to the eighteenth floor and wait for Qiu Xiaoman's call.

Qiu Xiaoman had been keeping an eye on the emergency staircase, but no one came out. She figured there really was no one there, so she instructed, "Go find the property management and tell them your roof is leaking. Ask them to open the door and check if the bathtub faucet on the nineteenth floor is running."

Shen Qinghuai did as he was told. Although he felt like a puppet, he didn't ask any questions, afraid of upsetting his daughter.

The property manager was a middle-aged man in his forties surnamed Qu. When he saw the big boss coming to see him, he was naturally very obsequious. He quickly took the spare key and came up to open the door. After looking around, he didn't see any taps that were left running.

The property management staff were completely baffled and asked, "Mr. Chen, could it be a leak in the heating pipes? I'll call a plumber for you."

"No need, I'll find it myself. As long as it's not leaking, that's fine." Shen Qinghuai deliberately went around again to buy some time. Otherwise, if Xiaoman wasn't ready yet, wouldn't that cause delays?

Seeing that he still hadn't left, the property management staff could only follow silently, a fawning smile plastered on their face. After hesitating for a long time, they finally asked, "Mr. Chen, is your company still hiring clerks? My daughter just graduated from university last year with a degree in humanities, which would be perfect for her—"

Before the words were even finished, the sound of a dog barking came from the corridor. The property management was startled. This was a high-end community where dogs were not allowed. Who was so blind as to go against the rules?

He quickly went out to take a look, and saw a young woman in a wool coat walking ahead with a dog, followed by a uniformed criminal police officer.

Upon seeing him, the detective immediately flashed his badge: "Officer, arresting the murderer, make way!"

As he spoke, Chen Jianjun deliberately adopted an official tone when speaking to Qiu Xiaoman: "Xiao Qiu, let the police dogs sniff carefully, so they don't make a mistake."

In this way, there's no need to introduce Qiu Xiaoman's identity anymore. Even if the property management has any objections, they can just target him.

The property management staff were completely bewildered and quickly moved aside. As they passed each other, Qiu Xiaoman gave Shen Qinghuai a look, signaling him to keep an eye on the property management staff and not let them tip off anyone.

Shen Qinghuai actually understood the look in his eyes. Taking advantage of the fact that the property management staff turned their heads to look at Qiu Xiaoman, he quickly turned off the valve on the heating pipe, threw it on the windowsill, and turned around to grab the property management staff's arm: "Old Qu, come and take a look, is there a problem with this pipe?"

Old Qu looked bewildered. "Where? Oh, there's no valve?"

But that's strange. Shouldn't the temperature be very high here without a valve? Why is the temperature so average, similar to a normal heating environment?

Just as he was wondering, Lao Qu saw the valve parts on the windowsill and laughed, "The homeowner is probably fixing it himself. Let me try tightening it."

Shen Qinghuai stared at him and said, "Try it quickly, maybe it really is a problem with his pipes."

Behind him, Qiu Xiaoman had already led the dog into the bathroom.

The scene at first glance doesn't reveal what kind of crime scene it was, suggesting that the perpetrator cleaned it up afterward.

However, Grey had sharp eyes and immediately lay down on the ground, barking loudly at the gap under the bathtub.

There were traces of blood there, as well as on the washbasin next to it, and in the gap under the cabinet.

Qiu Xiaoman immediately lay down and saw the bloodstains that hadn't been cleaned up. She quickly picked up her mobile phone: "Team Leader Zou, quickly arrange for reinforcements to come over. The location is Lido Garden, Building 9, 19th floor, Room 1901. Remember to send the forensic team over."

Team Leader Zou quickly made arrangements. Unexpectedly, this little magpie really came in handy. He had to find a way to learn how to identify magpies as soon as possible.

Otherwise, wouldn't he be very embarrassed?

He's a criminal investigation team leader, yet he can't even recognize a magpie. What do you think of him?

I am ashamed, so ashamed.

In apartment 1901, the property management has already fixed the valve and is about to go downstairs to call the homeowner. However, criminal police have arrived at their home, turning it into a crime scene.

Unexpectedly, Shen Qinghuai dragged him to the eighteenth floor and talked to him about his daughter's job.

No matter how much the property management company tries to curry favor with the homeowners, nothing is more important than their own daughter's future.

So he quickly put the matter of tipping off Shen Qinghuai out of his mind, followed Shen Qinghuai into the Shen family home, and immediately began to praise his daughter at length.

When Shen Qinglan saw her brother bring the property management staff in, she looked bewildered. Just as she was about to ask, Shen Qinghuai shook his head and gave her a meaningful look, telling her to go into the bedroom and take care of the child.

Shen Qinglan had no choice but to take her nephew and swallow back the words she was about to say.

As for her nieces, she called them in as well, to prevent the children from hearing anything they shouldn't.

Shen Qinghuai sat across the coffee table, legs crossed, with a smile on his face. Every time Lao Qu wanted to end the conversation, he would throw out a new question to continue. In the end, when there was nothing left to ask, he simply asked about Lao Qu's daughter's marriage.

"I happen to have a nephew, about the same age." This bait that Shen Qinghuai threw out this time made Lao Qu extremely excited.

Old Qu quickly sat up straight and asked, "Is he from your older brother's family? I've seen him before; he brought you back last time."

"It's him. He's a very good young man, with a good personality and handsome looks. It's a pity he was laid off. His fiancée was a snob and dumped him. I thought the boy was sensible, so I let him work for me." Shen Qinghuai left the story unfinished, keeping the audience in suspense.

Before Shen Qinghuai could continue, Lao Qu asked, "What are his requirements for girls?"

Shen Qinghuai smiled, glanced at the time. More than an hour had passed. He wondered if Xiaoman had made any progress. Anyway, the cell phone hadn't rung, so he decided to continue.

However, he paused the conversation and called another department manager in the company. He was supposed to attend a meeting that afternoon, but something came up and he would be late.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Qinghuai continued to stall for time, making the old man overjoyed.

Meanwhile, upstairs, the support team arranged by Captain Zou finally arrived, and the evidence collection team was already busy. Qiu Xiaoman looked at Fang Jiadong, who had just arrived with Mingming, and said, "Let's go, let's start from here and track the killer's scent."

Once downstairs, Qiu Xiaoman called Shen Qinghuai: "I'm leaving, but the evidence team upstairs is still busy. Try to find a way to shut him up at the property management office. Thanks."