No romance, no poverty alleviation, decisive and ruthless, powerful golden finger, space, satisfying reading, no infatuation. Two stories, two transmigrations, short stories, around 200,000 words.<...
Chapter 107 Murder Case
Yun Wangshu didn't like to torture her ears. She had already sent the person over, and she said that if she caught her again, she would break her leg.
Just as she was about to leave, Yao Beimin came out and called out, "Xiaoyun, stay for a moment, I need your help with something."
Yun Wangshu felt a chill run down her spine and protested blankly, "Don't call me Xiao Yun!"
Yao Beimin waved his hand dismissively: "Well, Xiao Shu, Xiao Shu, is that alright? Hurry up and come over here, I'm so worried."
Yun Wangshu bypassed the three people who were still entangled and entered the office, which was filled with smoke. She stuck one foot in and then pulled it back, slamming the door shut.
The toxic gas cannot be dispersed, so let's keep it for them; it's a way of saving resources.
Yao Beimin and the other two people in the room were stunned. Their already confused minds became even more muddled. It took them a while to come to their senses. The three of them got up wearily, wiped their faces, and went to another empty office.
Yao Beimin, with his head bowed, called out, "Come here and talk to Xiao Shu!"
Yun Wangshu: ...
In the office, Yao Beimin piled all the case files in front of Yun Wangshu and said, "We've been investigating this case for almost a month and haven't found a single clue. Her family comes to the bureau crying every few days. Yesterday, she took a tape and hanged herself in the bureau. She's still in the hospital."
“That woman is mentally unstable, and there’s nothing we can do about her. But as long as the case remains unsolved, she’ll come back again. We’re all afraid of her!”
This is a murder case. A man named Zhou Hua from Zhangzhuang Village was found dead in a ditch in the morning. He was naked when he died, with no injuries on his body and no signs of a struggle at the scene, only some messy footprints.
After receiving the report, the police launched an investigation. According to the deceased's wife, the deceased had slept in the same bed with her the night before. When she woke up in the morning, she did not find him at home and assumed he had gone out early because of something. She never thought that something would happen to him.
The deceased was an honest man, rather quiet, very family-oriented, and kind to his wife and children. He had never made enemies with anyone outside the village. His family was extremely poor, and his elders passed away during a famine. As for relatives, he had connections with almost everyone in the village, but everyone lived their own lives.
Yun Wangshu carefully reviewed the investigation process and found it to be a mess, lacking a precise characterization.
"They've investigated everything—moral issues, robbery, revenge killing—but hasn't this case been definitively classified? What about the autopsy results?"
Yao Beimin sighed: "There's too little evidence to make a definitive diagnosis; we can only rule them out one by one. The autopsy results showed that he died of asphyxiation; he was suffocated by someone holding him down in the ditch."
Du Youwei scratched his head in frustration: "We've investigated everything we could, but we just can't find any clues. Nobody knows when he went out or who he saw, but he wasn't wearing any clothes, so we can't rule out the possibility that he sneaked out in the middle of the night to have an affair."
Su Qi disagreed: "We searched the entire Zhangzhuang Village and didn't find any woman he was having an affair with. Besides, how could a woman easily kill a grown man without leaving any scars? I think we should retaliate. The murderer took off his clothes just to divert our attention."
No one mentioned the robbery because the deceased's family was too poor, and robbing him wouldn't be worthwhile.
Yao Beimin rubbed his temples and said, "We've investigated everything that needed to be investigated, and there's nothing suspicious. Nowadays, people are afraid of the police. The more we go, the more rumors there are, and the villagers complain too."
After looking at the photos of the scene, Yun Wangshu realized that the crime scene was not in the fields, but in a ditch on the edge of the field. People would not usually go to that place even when working. It was definitely not a coincidence that the deceased appeared in that location.
She thought for a moment and said, "Have the outsiders been checked?"