Chapter 3: One wave has not yet settled when another wave comes! Serial killings!
It is impossible for a pork shop with a scary red light on in the middle of the night to be so kind as to throw out the pork, let alone such a big piece.
The half pork was bright red, as if it had just been slaughtered, and looked quite fresh.
Lin Meiqi knew that the truck carrying pork might have been hijacked by nearby residents while passing through Kowloon Walled City, or the meat might have fallen off the truck bed due to some unexpected situation.
Of course, the former is more likely.
Afterwards, residents passing by in and around Kowloon Walled City quickly divided them up. This behavior is naturally immoral, and the person who leads the carjacking is also breaking the law.
But the strange thing is that they maintain a kind of warmth towards the people of Kowloon Walled City that is different from the way they treat outsiders. For example, when grandma sent her half a pork, Lin Meiqi felt that it came from an unknown source and dared not accept it, but at the same time she could not refuse grandma's kindness and stuffed it into her hands enthusiastically.
"Grandma, you should take this meat back and eat it."
"No, no, I picked up an extra piece for you. Don't worry, the meat is great! I just chopped a piece and it smells so good in the pot. It's really tempting!"
Lin Meiqi had no choice but to say "thank you" and walked into the room carrying half a pork.
Later, she could hear the "dong dong" sound of chopping meat in the next room, which was not well soundproofed. She must have known that grandma was not the only one who had grabbed half a pork.
Early the next morning, Lin Meiqi rode her bicycle past the residential buildings. After bypassing the Kowloon Walled Area, the environment suddenly became brighter.
The aroma of egg waffles and milk wafting from the stall was so strong that the whole street was filled with this smell, and there was a long line in front of the store.
Lin Meiqi bought a few egg tarts along the street, got in the car and headed straight to the serious crime squad.
"Good morning!"
The security guard downstairs greeted her. Apparently, the security guard had remembered Lin Meiqi on the first day she arrived. After all, she was the forensic pathologist Lin who had been featured in Ming Pao.
Lin Meiqi parked her bicycle near the building and happened to meet Liang Yifeng when going upstairs.
"Good morning, Forensic Doctor Lin."
Lin Meiqi nodded.
"Can you be full just by eating a few egg tarts?"
Lin Meiqi smiled and said, "Sure. I stocked up some snacks upstairs yesterday. If they're not enough, we can eat them anytime."
"You can't do that. The work intensity of the serious crime team is very high. Over time, your nutrition will not keep up. If there is a chance, I will show you my cooking skills! "
As Liang Yifeng spoke, the tips of his ears suddenly turned red.
Lin Meiqi understood what he meant. Was this guy going to come to her house and cook for her?
"Okay, I'll buy some food tomorrow."
Last night, Lin Meiqi couldn't sleep. She had a question in her mind: how to solve the mystery of the three cups of juice, and whether it was an indiscriminate murder.
A sudden idea came to me before going to bed, and I have to verify it today.
When we entered the serious crime unit office, everyone had already returned to their respective positions. Charlie Feng and several police officers were not there, perhaps they were out visiting again.
Yes, except for Liang Mianqi's adoptive father, the owner of the dessert shop, the remaining students in the studio and the female painter who is also a female boss, they are not without suspicion.
Naturally, poisoning is easier to accomplish the closer the person is to you.
Soon, new findings were found in the poison detection. Lin Meiqi sat next to the poison detector and sorted out the test results.
Feng Charlie hasn't come back yet. No one knows where he has gone. Lin Meiqi can only wait.
However, this discovery has been able to explain how the poison was put into the cup of milk tea, and it was not an indiscriminate killing.
“Ring, ring, ring!”
The phone rang, Liang Yifeng picked up the phone and said, "Okay, we'll go to the scene."
He tilted his head to look at Ah Hao and He Wanyi, and waved his hand: "Come with me to the studio to investigate further!"
As a result, Feng Charlie on the other end of the phone yelled loudly: "It's not the studio! Another student was murdered! The crime scene was at the home of the female owner of the studio! Oh, call forensic doctor Lin."
Lin Meiqi's heart tightened. Another victim? It's really one crisis after another.
The expressions of the people in the serious crime squad suddenly became solemn.
"What's going on? Why can they continue to study when the studio is sealed off?"
"It's probably because these students paid the tuition and thought it would be a pity not to paint, so they continued to paint at the female boss's house. Who knew something would happen again?"
"Alright, alright, hurry up, Sergeant should be here."
Liang Yifeng was driving and had left the passenger seat reserved. Whenever He Wanyi tried to get in the car, Liang Yifeng glared at her.
He Wanyi couldn't help but mutter, "Humph, you value women over friendship!"
Lin Meiqi saw that there was no seat left in the back of the car, so she could only sit in the passenger seat and fasten her seat belt.
The female owner of the studio lives in the Gangli community, which is a place where only the rich people in Hong Kong can live. I was shocked by the environment as soon as I entered the community. The greenery is very good, and there is an open fountain in front of the house.
Several police officers standing downstairs couldn't help but sigh: "Wow! It's so profitable to run a painting studio!"
"As an artist, how can you be without some money at home? The students all have money, so the teachers naturally have money too."
Several people walked quickly up the stairs.
When I entered the female boss's house, as expected, since the last incident, the largest living room has been converted into a new studio. There are twenty or thirty drawing boards standing there, and it really looks quite decent.
There was a girl lying on the floor.
The girl was wearing a floral dress and had a cup of overturned milk tea in her hand, but the location was some distance away from the studio, so the drinks she bought were definitely not from the same dessert shop.
In this way, the suspicion of the dessert shop owner should be ruled out.
Lin Meiqi put on her gloves, picked up the milk tea cup and took a look. Sure enough, the name of the dessert shop printed on it was different from the previous one.
They pried open her eyelashes and mouth and took samples. It turned out that she died of poisoning, just like the previous victim, Liang Mianqi. However, the bleeding spots were more frequent, perhaps a reaction to drinking a larger amount of poison.
Lin Meiqi still put the milk tea spilled on the ground into the evidence bag as evidence. At the same time, she did not forget one important thing - the straws scattered next to it.
The straw of the previous victim rolled far enough away that Lin Meiqi luckily found it hidden under the paintings scattered on the ground and picked it up.
This time, the scene was not as chaotic as last time, and more evidence was preserved.
Feng Charlie stood in a corner of the living room, looking around every corner.
Two students were killed in succession while painting, and it seems that it has something to do with the people in this studio. A student or a teacher?
The students stood in the corner in fear, and the girls hugged each other.
Originally, they thought that the first murder was committed by Liang Mianqi's adoptive father and did not realize the danger around them. They only came back to class after receiving the news that the teacher had changed the painting address.
I didn't expect such a murder to happen again.
They were extremely scared. If they had drunk that cup of milk tea, wouldn't they be the ones who died?
"As the head of the studio and the painter, don't you have anything to say?"
Feng Charlie asked the female boss, whose name was He Zhiting, 33 years old, but because of proper maintenance and long-term artistic work, her gentle temperament was quite prominent.
She looks very young and doesn't look like a married woman at all.
"Sir, you can't wrongly accuse a good person. My studio was the first to be hit when something happened. The business I have run for so many years was destroyed. I haven't blamed the murderer yet. How can you doubt me?"
"It's just a routine inquiry. What are you so excited about?"
Ah Hao echoed from the side, "Besides, didn't I tell you not to continue teaching classes recently? The investigation isn't over yet, so why are you still moving the painting class to your home?"
"I, I just wanted to teach them how to paint and make some money to support my family. But now, murder has come to my home. How scary is that!"
"You are a teacher and you have more contact with students. Have you noticed anyone who has been behaving strangely recently?"
He Zhiting thought for a long time and shook her head: "Really, no, I didn't pay attention to that at all. I don't know if there is any entanglement between them. To be honest, I am not the kind of teacher who cares about students' personal problems."
Lin Meiqi happened to walk up with the new test report, handed it to Feng Charlie, and expressed her thoughts.
"The drink the previous victim drank was not poisonous in itself. The poison was added through the straw. This straw did not match the original straw for the juice. It can be determined that someone deliberately replaced it."
"What?"
Feng Charlie was shocked. He took the test report and read through it carefully, picking out the important parts.
"There was a larger amount of poison on the inner wall of the straw, and a small amount of residue was also found at the puncture point of the straw. This also makes it clear why only one of the three cups was poisoned, and the murder target was Liang Mianqi." Lin Meiqi said.
When it comes to poisoning the straw, the first person to be suspected is one of the students who helped Liang Mianqi buy milk tea.
At the same time, the suspicions of students and teachers in the entire studio became more serious.
During the painting process, anyone could move around, and it would be easy for the victim's straw to be swapped as long as the murderer passed by Liang Mianqi.
Feng Charlie understood and nodded, and couldn't help but admire the sharpness of Forensic Doctor Lin.
However, the source of the poison for the second victim still needs to be tested to confirm whether it was also a straw. For now, we can only continue to ask Liang Mianqi's questions.
He and the police officers worked separately and got answers from the students.
"Who would have noticed that Liang Mianqi's straws didn't match? I don't think she even noticed it herself."
"I didn't do such a thing. Although I went to get the juice, I couldn't possibly replace the straw myself. It would be too easy to be discovered, wouldn't it?"
"Sometimes we didn't have enough paint, especially white paint, so we would borrow from each other. Also, because of the perspective, in order to see the plaster more clearly when painting, we would look at it from far and near, and use a pen to measure, which would easily make us leave our seats. To be honest, I didn't notice anyone touching Liang Mianqi's things because there were so many people passing by!"
After questioning, the officers left the scene, leaving some behind to collect evidence and take photos.
Sitting in the car, everyone was silent.
According to what we learned from the inquiries just now, the two victims had no private connection with each other except that they painted in the same studio, nor did they have any good studio friends.
Whether there are any connections outside the studio requires further investigation.
However, since the two consecutive crimes were committed so close to each other, will there be a third crime in this studio? Even if the female boss He Zhiting has learned her lesson this time and no longer gathers together to paint, there will still be risks when the students are targeted.
"They are all young girls, what a pity!" Feng Charlie clenched his fists.
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