Chapter 6 Forensic Doctor Lin transforms into a policewoman.
The man in front of him was the husband of He Zhiting, the owner of the studio.
In the two murders, his perfect invisibility meant that the targets of investigation were first the frightened students and the elegant and beautiful female teachers, and few people paid attention to him - the man behind the female boss.
But in fact, he is the invisible hand in the studio.
During the class, he is the only one who can act as the teacher's extra eyes, standing behind the students and observing them quite naturally.
He was so inconspicuous, and it was precisely because of this neglect that he attracted the attention of Feng Charlie.
The serious crime squad has added one more person to its focus, but they still cannot identify the motive or evidence.
Where was he during the two previous visits?
Presumably, those police officers might not remember that his presence was too weak, and the man played the role of a caregiver behind He Zhiting.
Feng Charlie could only vaguely recall that when He Zhiting was panicking and saw someone being killed in her own home, the man silently walked up to her, gently hugged her from behind, and gave her a comforting look.
Since then, no further impressions.
"But is it necessary to design the murder scene to look like your own home?"
Lin Meiqi shook her head: "Feng Charlie, I'm just guessing, what if it's not him?"
Feng Charlie pondered, looking at the darkening sky outside: "Anyway, there were blind spots in the investigation before, and I have to let everyone pay attention to his social relationships when I go to work tomorrow."
Lin Meiqi also thought so. The most important thing was to know what the relationship was between the husband of the female painting studio and these students?
Could the back of the man in black that Liang Mianqi’s boyfriend mentioned before be him?
It was getting late, and Charlie Feng was worried: "It would be too late for you to go back to Kowloon Walled City, and it would not be safe. How about I take you there?"
"No, no, I've lived here for so long that I'm used to it. Besides, Sergeant, have you forgotten? I'm still quite skilled, so it won't be that dangerous."
Lin Meiqi said as she sorted out the documents in front of her, put them back in place, waved goodbye to Charlie Feng, and went downstairs.
Her bicycle was parked downstairs.
She pedaled her bike through the night of Hong Kong.
It was too late and many neon signs had been turned off. The streets were dark, a completely different scene from the daytime.
The house was as dark as a monster, and the breeze blowing on my face was quite comfortable.
After passing Kowloon Walled City, the dark city was lit up with some lights, but I didn’t know what was going on with the lights inside. The lights were alternating between red and green, and dotted around like a demon cave, which did look a bit scary.
Everyone says that once you enter Kowloon Walled City, you can’t get out. In fact, it depends on who you are. If you are the lowest class of people, you will be welcomed.
There is no need to force yourself to assimilate into different social classes. If you don't belong there, you will be greeted with either an axe or a sickle when you enter.
"Boom, boom, boom!" A terrible sound came from it.
Lin Meiqi is quite brave, even though she deals with corpses all day long, she can't help but feel a little scared.
The most terrifying thing in Kowloon Walled City is not a certain person, but the fact that these shrimps can gather into a big net in an instant. When they find food, they all pounce on the food and catch its legs and feet in the net. Some people dig out its eyes, some people scrape its skin, and it is eaten up by countless people in a short time, leaving no possibility of struggle.
When ants unite, they can sometimes become an elephant.
“Huh~”
Lin Meiqi turned her gaze back.
I got home too late today and I couldn’t see any neighbors in the corridor. They must have gone to bed.
But I don’t know if it was an illusion, but when Lin Meiqi came back today, she vaguely felt that there was a dark shadow following her. When she turned around, there was no one.
Maybe I saw it wrong? She comforted herself like this.
When night falls, people tend to have wild thoughts.
After returning home, turning on the light, Lin Meiqi washed up and fell asleep.
When daylight came up, Lin Meiqi was planning to buy breakfast on a nearby street, but as soon as she opened the door, she saw her grandma standing at the door with a small plate in her hand.
"Forensic Doctor Lin, you haven't eaten yet, right? You can eat the rice cakes I made for breakfast, right? My granddaughter said my cooking is delicious and asked me to make it for her every day. Smell how fragrant it is, I added osmanthus flowers!"
"Grandma, you send me gifts every other day. I feel really bad for that. I should give you money."
"Neighbors, what's the point of being polite? If the rent here wasn't cheap, our family wouldn't live here. But since you, Forensic Doctor Lin, came, we feel much more at ease. You are also... a police officer, right? The people in the nearby Kowloon Walled City should not dare to come here to cause trouble. Our whole family has to thank you!"
Lin Meiqi thought to herself, I don’t have that much power, but if the neighbors think so, it will give them some psychological comfort, so there is no need to deny it.
"Okay, since grandma worked so hard to make it, I'll accept it."
She returned home, washed the dishes, returned them, put the rice cake in a bag, and took it to the serious crime squad to eat.
In the serious crime squad, Lin Meiqi took a bite of the soft and sticky rice cake, which, with the sweet fragrance of osmanthus, was quite delicious and tasted like home.
After finishing the last bite, Feng Charlie was already instructing people: "Go to the vicinity of He Zhiting's home. Focus on observing not He Zhiting, but her husband, Bi Baoluo. The rest of the people should visit his peripheral relationships and find the relationship between him and the two victims. Find the intersection. Do you understand?"
"clear."
There are not many people in the team. Some people have been transferred to cooperate with other cases, so there are not enough people left.
Lin Meiqi volunteered: "I can help too!"
Liang Yifeng came over, and his ears turned red every time he saw Lin Meiqi: "How about you come with me and wait for Bi Baoluo's house?"
Lin Meiqi nodded: "Okay."
Liang Yifeng drove Lin Meiqi and soon stopped at the Gangli community where He Zhiting lived.
The two of them found an ice cream parlor, ordered two desserts, and looked out of the ice cream parlor window, keeping an eye on what was going on in He Zhiting's house.
After waiting for three hours, the other party didn't come out.
Lin Meiqi's butt was sore from sitting so long, and she really admired Liang Yifeng for still having such a sharp gaze.
I couldn't help but feel deeply that it's really not easy for these police officers who are out on duty in the field. Fortunately, I spend most of my time sitting in the forensic room.
Lin Meiqi was a little sleepy, especially after eating and drinking. She held her cheek with her eyelids almost closed, and suddenly she heard a voice: "Bi Paul is coming out!"
Lin Meiqi slowly raised her head and looked out in a nonchalant manner.
She and Liang Yifeng both disguised themselves to ensure that they would not be recognized, and they also had to act like a normal couple to confuse each other's sight. Otherwise, it would be too inappropriate for a man and a woman to sit there straight.
As Liang Yifeng is experienced in field work, he must have made some arrangements.
He used Lin Meiqi's spoon to scoop a spoonful of ice cream and put it into her mouth: "Honey, have a bite~"
"Thank you, baby!"
The sweet ice cream melted, and the cool touch stimulated Lin Meiqi, and she blinked her eyes.
In fact, the man in front of her was of very good quality, tall and good-looking, especially his long, bony fingers, which made Lin Meiqi, a hand control freak, ecstatic.
After feeding the ice cream, Liang Yifeng became visibly nervous, as if the interaction with his idol made him excited. Of course, his eyes were still looking out the window.
Bi Baoluo didn't walk far, so the two of them didn't follow him. He went to a nearby supermarket, bought what seemed to be pork chops and some vegetables, carried them in his hands, and entered the community gate again.
"It looks like he's a househusband." Liang Yifeng said, "So in their family, the woman is the breadwinner and the man is the homemaker?"
At present, there seems to be nothing unusual about this relationship, especially on this day, although Bi Baoluo came out several times, he was either buying vegetables or fruits.
If he is really the suspect, he must have a connection with the students.
Liang Yifeng was puzzled: "Could it be that Sha Zhan has gone in the wrong direction? Bi Baoluo stays at home every day and is only associated with He Zhiting. How could he be associated with students?"
Yes, Lin Meiqi was also puzzled.
It seems that there is little connection between him and his students, and he is just cooperating in auxiliary work. Even in the studio, the division of labor between him and He Zhiting should be the same.
The female boss, He Zhiting, is responsible for all teaching coordination, and he just helps her organize the painting supplies in the studio according to her instructions, or walks around while the students are painting.
Beyond that, a closer connection is unlikely.
Moreover, he had an intimate relationship with the two victims. Under He Zhiting's nose, could she tolerate such behavior?
The surveillance for the day was not over yet. Lin Meiqi was lying on the table, drinking from the straw, which she had bent into a bend. She was thinking about the possibilities.
"Miss, are you sleepy? I just prepared a drink that contains caffeine, called Peach Red Lips. Would you like to try it? You will be the first person to try this new product."
"Wow, the first one to try it? I'm honored then."
Lin Meiqi sucked up the pink liquid through the straw. It had a sweet taste with a slightly bitter flavor, with distinct layers, but it didn't feel strange.
"It's delicious. This product of yours will definitely sell out!"
Lin Meiqi smiled, her sweetness was off the charts, and Liang Yifeng stared at her intently.
To be honest, he really behaved like he and she were in a relationship. It's impossible to fake love.
In the afternoon, there was no one else in the store except Lao Shi and his wife, which was a good time to ask questions. Lin Meiqi suddenly said, "By the way, boss, do you have any impression of Bi Baoluo?"
Lao Shi thought for a moment and said, "His wife is the one who runs the art studio, right?"
Lin Meiqi nodded.
"He is quite honest and only follows his wife's lead. After all, his wife is the one who holds the economic power in his family. We know this, so he treats her very well."
“So that’s how it is!”
"Yes, it's different. The female boss has a good family background and is capable. If he doesn't pamper her, where else can he find such a good wife?"
"What are you talking about, old man? Don't mention that woman."
Lao Shi’s wife was wearing an apron and cleaning inside. When she heard this, she couldn’t help but curse.
Bingshi Laoshi coughed twice and cleared his throat: "My wife always envies others. In fact, I really don't think there is anything good about their relationship. Equality between two people is the best. Look at me and my wife. We discuss and manage this ice house. If one party is very rich and the other party is a dependent, it will be miserable. Although the dependent person lives a good life, he actually has no status and is very depressed!"
Lin Meiqi asked sharply, "Bi Paul doesn't have a job. Has he never worked before?"
"Not really. He had worked in a foreign trade company before. He left because of poor performance and he never worked again. His wife was so busy and tired, and she needed someone to take care of her. He was willing to do housework at home, help out, and help her look after the studio. This pattern became fixed afterwards."
Liang Yifeng asked perceptively, "Has Bi Baoluo ever brought any women here, besides his wife?"
The boss shook his head quickly: "How could that be possible? He wouldn't dare to do that at all. If his wife knew and left him, wouldn't his life be in tatters? He wouldn't even be able to afford food. It's that miserable! So I say, their relationship is not healthy at all."
After hearing this, Lin Meiqi and Liang Yifeng vaguely sensed the hidden worries, but they didn't know whether this hidden worry was brewing or had become an outlet for him to vent his anger, turning him into a murderer.
Now we need solid evidence.
The two men were busy with surveillance for a whole day and then returned to the serious crime squad.
Everyone hasn't left yet. I just came here to report the news with people from other groups.
Lin Meiqi sat next to him, made a cup of coffee, and took a sip. It was her habit to drink coffee while thinking.
After visiting Bi Paul's peripheral relationships, no problems were found.
"He stays at home every day and never goes out. He even cuts off contact with his friends and relatives. As for having an affair, his relatives and friends have never heard of it." A police officer said.
Feng Charlie took out the photo of Liang Mianqi's boyfriend Hong Zeyu at the right time.
"He said he saw a man in black entangled with Liang Mianqi before. Could it be Bi Baoluo?"
"I don't think so, because Bi Baoluo hardly ever goes out. He goes everywhere with his wife. How could he have the time?" said the police officer.
Liang Yifeng said: "We learned about Bi Baoluo's activities today."
Before returning, he and Lin Meiqi visited other shop assistants in the surrounding area and obtained the same results as other police officers.
"He was mostly doing his daily chores nearby and had no chance to run far. He Zhiting would not allow him to leave. Even if He Zhiting sat there painting for a whole day, he would have to stay by her side."
After everyone finished speaking, they fell into confusion again. Could it be that this suspect also needs to be ruled out?
Just like Liang Mianqi's boyfriend.
Now the two victims have less and less in common, and even if they do have something in common, it is constantly eliminated, and in the end it is still a mess.
There is indeed a distance between the identities of the female painter's husband and student, just like the cup of coffee peach drink that Lin Meiqi drank today. But is there any way to connect the two naturally?
Lin Meiqi was drinking coffee when she suddenly had an idea. She remembered the drink she had in the ice house and what Lao Shi said: "In fact, to make peach juice and coffee blend together ingeniously, a medium is needed."
Lin Meiqi asked: "What is it?"
"It's ice! If this drink were made hot, you would obviously feel that the taste would be wrong."
“I didn’t expect ice cubes to have such an effect!”
Lin Meiqi seemed to have her Ren and Du meridians opened up, and suddenly said, "If Bi Baoluo really doesn't have time to interact with students, could it be that he didn't meet with them privately? He has long had the intention of chatting up or flirting with certain people, so is he using some medium?"
Everyone was curious.
"What medium?"
"painting!"
Lin Meiqi pointed to the hand Liang Mianqi had drawn on the whiteboard and said, "Since the victim can express her love for her boyfriend through the drawing on her hand, can drawing something like this also convey emotions?"
"Wow, I've never thought of this angle!"
"Don't say that, it's really possible."
"But we have too few paintings in our hands now, only the paintings left over from two scenes."
Feng Charlie made a prompt decision and tapped his fingers on the table. "The painter He Zhiting must have all the contents of the painting. Ask her for it. Be careful not to alert the enemy. Some information may be conveyed implicitly in it."
"But I have a question."
Da Huang said, "Are we focusing on finding the paintings that convey information between the two victims and Bi Baoluo? But Liang Mianqi obviously has a boyfriend, and she also uses paintings to convey information. In this way, wouldn't it be easy for the two men to discover each other's existence?"
Feng Charlie shook his head and said, "We need to pay attention to all the paintings. It is possible that there are other relationships that we have not yet touched upon..."
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