Chapter 233 Police Officer's Suspect
In the interrogation room of the Second Detachment of the Runing City Criminal Police Brigade, Qiu Huo returned to the interrogation room with a stack of photos.
Above are Xiaoxia's various looks, including women's clothing, simulated men's clothing, facial modeling, bone restoration, etc. He brought them to Dayu for identification.
As long as Dayu can identify this person as the murderer who bought the second-hand mobile phone from him, they can immediately bring Xiaoxia back for investigation.
However, Qiu Huo was not so optimistic. He felt that according to Xiao Xia's cautiousness, she would definitely not meet Dayu in these appearances. It was with this idea in mind that he asked Wei Yunjun and the others to do the work first. Regardless of whether Dayu could identify the person or not, these things had to be done.
As he expected, Dayu's first reaction when he saw the photo was confusion.
"Do you know him?"
Da Yu looked through them carefully, shook his head and said, "I don't know them."
"She is Xiao Xia."
No matter which party he came into contact with, the murderer never changed his external code name.
But a surname alone cannot have any impact at all.
Dayu opened his eyes wide, not hiding his shock. It was obvious that he found his brother's clothing more incredible than the fact that he was a murderer.
"Are you sure? They don't look alike at all!"
Whether it was the beautiful woman in a skirt in front or the strange-looking person who couldn't be identified as a man or a woman in the back, they were both different from the Xiao Xia in his memory.
But Da Yu couldn't tell exactly what Xiao Xia looked like.
He and Xiao Xia mostly met at night, almost always in chaotic places like bars and casinos. The lights in bars were dim, and in casinos he only cared about money and didn't care about people at all.
The more Da Yu thought about it, the more confused he became. He stared at the photos and said they looked a bit like him, but then he said they didn't look like him.
This situation was within Qiu Huo's expectations. He collected the things and lowered his head and said, "Do you know what you can and cannot say?"
Da Yu nodded, opened the door, and let someone take him away.
He participated in group gambling and was fined and imprisoned for a few days.
There were too many things to do and none of them could be delayed, so Qiu Huo sent a message to Lin Zhi, took the car keys and walked out.
Clues won’t come to you, you have to find them yourself.
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It was another sunny day. Lin Zhi went out to the fruit shop to buy fruit at dinner time and heard the boss complaining that this summer was hotter than in previous years.
Lin Zhi smiled and responded, then walked to the other side to pick some fruit.
The boss became even more excited after getting the response, and inevitably talked about business. The transportation cost of fruits has increased in hot weather, especially for some expensive fruits, so you have to put more ice bags in to prevent the fruits from going bad. Because of the cost increase, the selling price has to go up a little.
“That’s as it should be.”
Lin Zhi picked the fruits and weighed them. When the boss lowered his head, she looked at the glass behind him.
The art glass reflected a blurry figure, and it could be vaguely made out that it was a short man smoking at the intersection, but his eyes would occasionally fall in the direction of Lin Zhi.
Lin Zhi recorded his characteristics in his mind, paid the money after the boss told him the price, and left.
The man outside was still smoking, like a passerby. He glanced at Lin Zhi's face. Lin Zhi looked at him and continued to move forward.
It doesn’t look very professional, Lin Zhi commented in his heart, at least it is far worse than Xiao Xia’s.
Lin Zhi returned home, washed the fruit, went into the study, took out paper and pen, and began to draw.
In terms of art, Lin Zhi’s ability to appreciate is better than his ability to do it, but his basic painting skills are not lost, so painting portraits is not a problem for him.
Even though he had some guesses in his mind, Lin Zhi did not tell Qiu Huo about this matter immediately.
Qiu Huo is now busy finding Xiao Xia's identity. He was unable to make it back in time for lunch and ordered a takeaway of private dishes for Lin Zhi. Lin Zhi took some medicine and slept soundly at night. If it weren't for the marks on the bed and 01's words, he would hardly have known that Qiu Huo had come back.
In the police station, the technical department is monitoring Ying Shiyu’s social software in real time.
Today is Tuesday, and tomorrow is the day mentioned in the excuse that Ying Shiyu and the murderer will meet again.
All members of the Second Detachment have been out in force these past two days, visiting many plastic surgery clinics. If we can find evidence before tomorrow, everything will be easy.
Since the last meeting, Ying Shiyu and Xiao Xia have chatted very infrequently. At the request of the police, Ying Shiyu maintained her previous style, but Xiao Xia seemed rather indifferent, replying to messages very late, and sometimes not replying at all. When Ying Shiyu asked, the other party simply stopped communicating on the grounds that she was in a bad mood recently.
Just now, at their request, Ying Shiyu sent another message to Xiaoxia.
It's not that they are forcing the murderer, but according to Ying Shiyu's personality, she would ask questions like this. If she doesn't say anything, it will make the murderer suspicious. If possible, they also hope to take action when there is no risk of error.
In the room with closed curtains, the computer screen cast a faint blue light.
The avatar at the bottom of the screen flickered. The short-haired young man sitting in front of the computer dragged the mouse and it took a while before he opened the chat box.
No. 3: [I’ll treat you to a movie tomorrow! 】
Those cute and playful expressions seemed a little annoying in her eyes at the moment. Xiao Xia bit the tip of her thumb unconsciously, looking a little anxious.
She had no intention of keeping the appointment. From the moment she saw the policeman named Qiu, she decided to make No. 3 her last target, which would be her last target.
She didn't want to be exposed in advance, so she spent the past two days screening her next target.
This process made her very anxious and painful. She hated having her plans disrupted. She had designed it so perfectly and had made promises to Lin Zhi.
This is the number three that she and Lin Zhi talked about! If she fails, how will Lin Zhi ridicule her?
Even though she knew that Lin Zhi didn't know who her original number 3 was, she could swap the numbers, but she couldn't get over it in her heart.
It's so annoying, I wish that policeman was dead.
Xiao Xia couldn't help but stand up from the chair and paced back and forth in the room.
No, she can't kill him, she can't kill him!
She sat back in her chair in frustration and slammed the keyboard angrily, making the table bang.
Why can't her work be perfect!
Venting her anger for a moment was of no use, and she even became more and more uneasy the more she thought about it.
These days, she has been dreaming about the policeman's eyes. He was looking at her and seemed to have seen through her nature.
Xiao Xia took a deep breath and opened the drawer. There were four mobile phones of different shapes placed inside. She took out one of them and dialed a number.
"Binzi, where is Brother Yu?"
Someone told her that someone was looking for Dayu a few days ago, which made her feel a little uneasy.
"Stop talking. We're in police custody. The gambling den has been busted. Many people are in jail. You should be careful too. Stay out of the spotlight for the next two days."
Xiao Xia responded vaguely, her heart beating fast after hanging up the phone.
Although she knew that Dayu was detained because of gambling and it had nothing to do with her incident, she was still worried.
Her intuition sounded the alarm, telling her that something was wrong.
Xiao Xia immediately turned off the phone with a double click, pulled out the SIM card from the phone, broke it into pieces, and rushed down the sewer.
Xiao Xia stood in front of the mirror, her fingers trembling unconsciously.
The murderer's identity has nothing to do with her current identity, and no one will find out that they are the same person, but her heart is beating fast.
At the moment, everything seems unrelated. She thinks about them one by one and finds that those things are like messy lines, all with inevitability, contingency and irrelevance, but they seem to entangle her in a subtle way.
Xiao Xia took a deep breath and took out her bag from the closet.
She put all the documents and cell phone into her bag, and stuffed some necessary things in there as well. She packed up her things as quickly as possible, lay on the door, looked outside through the peephole, opened the door and walked out.
The footsteps echoed on the stairs, with a sense of urgency.
Qiu Huo, who had obtained the information at the hospital, received a call and heard the report from the other end: "Captain Qiu, the target is moving with a bag on his back, and it seems that he has been alarmed."
Before I finished listening here, the line on the other side was connected.
"Captain Qiu, Ying Shiyu was deleted by Xiaoxia. Xiaoxia lost contact and seems to have given up on the target."
Qiu Huo connected to the previous line and ordered, "Follow her, don't let her get away."
Qiu Huo looked at the information in his hand and after visiting several private plastic surgery hospitals, he found an omission. After communicating with the simulation portrait artist, he rushed to the plastic surgery department of the hospital and found a file from four years ago in the hospital.
Xia Chi, female, 18 years old, was admitted to the hospital due to a traffic accident and suffered damage to her facial bones.
Qiu Huo sent the information back to the bureau for investigation and drove to Xiao Xia's residence.
Finding these is not enough, not enough to directly prove that Xia Chi is the murderer Xiao Xia, but the closer we get, the clearer the truth will be.
With the ID card, the police quickly found the information.
Xia Chi, a native of Runing, dropped out of junior high school. Her parents died in a car accident when she was 18. She chose to settle the matter privately and received a large sum of compensation. Two months later, she sold her house. Her last consumption was recorded half a month ago in a fresh food supermarket.
Her work history is complicated. After dropping out of junior high school, she went to work in a factory, and then worked in supermarkets, vegetable markets, restaurants and other places of various sizes. She also delivered takeout and express deliveries for a period of time, and her traces are all over Runing.
Even after selling the house she continued to work, but that stopped a few months ago.
Based on this information, Wei Yunjun found her plastic surgery records in two plastic surgery hospitals, one for double eyelid surgery and the other for breast reduction.
Through these materials, Xia Chi's life can be pieced together piecemeal, but it still has nothing to do with the serial killer Xiao Xia.
Those dead people had no connection with Xia Chi. Maybe they had one in the past, but Xia Chi's social relationships were too complicated. Her previous job required her to come into contact with many people. If she had met them or knew them, the number would be so large that it would be immeasurable.
Qiu Huo's eyes were heavy. He didn't understand why Xiao Xia suddenly behaved like this. Their actions clearly did not expose anyone.
Either she was too nervous or someone was tipping her off.
Xiao Xia walked hurriedly through the crowd, moving forward aimlessly.
The feeling of being followed became stronger and stronger, like a shadow that could not be shaken off.
She subconsciously arrived at Dongjing District, a crowded village in the city.
There was a death case here that she carefully planned. She completed the murder without coming here in person. She was not unfamiliar with this place. On the contrary, she was very familiar with it because she had lived here for a period of time.
This place is cramped, poor and messy, and the lack of spiritual and material desires is enough to make people see the filthy human nature.
It was in such a place that the inspiration for her work first came to her.
Xiao Xia walked forward with her head down, when suddenly a hand appeared in front of her and pulled her into the room.
A minute later, someone passed by the door and walked to the corner with a frown.
"The target is lost."
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