Chapter 242 Police Officer's Suspect
Qiu Huo's eyes were direct, and there was no way people would misunderstand his meaning, but his gaze did not linger for long, as if he was simply answering a question.
Lin Zhi's heart seemed to be quickly passed by a wild goose, leaving a trace of itchy feeling like a feather brushing against it.
When wrapped in desire, hatred may seem even more attractive.
"Go ahead."
Qiu Huo stopped and arrived at the bathroom.
When Lin Zhi came out of the bathroom, Qiu Zu was smoking in the corner with a phone in his hand.
"Just take pictures. Don't move for now. Find out their route."
After seeing Lin Zhi, Qiu Huo quickly explained what he was doing and hung up the phone.
Qiu Huo was about to put out his cigarette when he felt something wet on his hands.
Those were Lin Zhi's hands. He had just washed them and hadn't dried them completely yet. Water drops fell between Qiu Huo's fingers.
Lin Zhi took the half cigarette from Qiu Huo and bit the filter.
The young man looked elegant and refined, with a cigarette between his slender white fingers, and the way he blew out the smoke bomb was also pleasing to the eye.
Lin Zhi judged: "It doesn't taste very good."
"Strong and refreshing, but too low quality to be suitable for you."
In Qiu Huo's opinion, only high-quality cigarettes with a hint of wealth and luxury are worthy of his great writer.
Qiu Huo reached out and took the cigarette back, extinguished it in the groove on the trash can, and threw it into the empty space.
The young man whose cigarette was taken away was a little dazed. His lips, which had been holding the cigarette, slightly raised after hearing his words, attracting people's attention.
"It's inferior, but not that bad. It's a substitute for kissing after all."
Lin Zhi smiled and talked about the advantages of the cigarette in a good mood.
They were not very close to each other, and Lin Zhi did not lean forward, but Qiu Huo felt like he was trapped in a net.
The scorching sun illuminated the corridor. The floor, which had just been mopped by the cleaning lady not long ago, was so clean that it reflected light, and it was a little dazzling at first glance.
Officer Zhang narrowed his eyes subconsciously, looked at the empty corridor and shouted twice. No one answered in the bathroom. He scratched his head in confusion and walked back.
Thirty centimeters from the corner of the corridor, in the blind spot of the surveillance camera where a tall landscape potted plant was placed, the man's tall and strong body was enough to hide the other person.
"I'm leaving."
Qiu Huo's voice was low and hoarse, and his thumb brushed across Lin Zhi's rosy lips.
His fingertips were rough, and they brought a tingling sensation when they brushed across my lips, just like the deep and heavy entanglement when he kissed me.
Lin Zhi licked her lips subconsciously, looked into Qiu Huo's slightly deep eyes, stood up straight and straightened her slightly messy clothes.
His palm touched his neck, and there seemed to be some residual warmth from Qiu or his gentle pinch.
He really can't stand being teased at all, but he likes it very much.
In the office, Officer Zhang, who couldn't find the person, was about to call to look for him when he saw the captain coming in from the door.
But he didn't ask where the person had just gone, he just reported: "Captain, the person has called, the car is at the door, and we can leave at any time."
Qiu Huo nodded, and Wei Yunjun was now handling the matter.
Lu Qiaoqing came out of the interrogation room, holding her mask and hat in her hands, and said to Wei Yunjun: "Officer, if I call for help, you must come to save me."
Wei Yunjun had heard this three or four times, but she still nodded patiently.
"Don't worry, my phone is connected 24 hours a day. As long as you call or send me a message, I will definitely see it."
Lu Qiaoqing was relieved. She put on her hat and saw Lin Zhi.
She didn't know this young man who was too good-looking, but she knew that Qiu next to him was a police officer, so she mistook Lin Zhi for a policeman and greeted them with a slight bow.
"In your impression, is Xia Chi good at math?"
Qiu Huo asked, and Lu Qiaoqing shook her head without hesitation.
She recalled many things about Xia Chi, some of which she remembered very clearly.
"Her math grades were very poor. I was the math class representative and also her team leader. Most of the homework she handed in was blank, except for the multiple-choice questions. Even in the exams, she would only write the solutions. When it came to geometry proofs, she would just write "because."
Lu Qiaoqing laughed at her for this, saying that she could only write "because". Why didn't she just fill in her name as "because".
"So at that time, the class gave her a nickname, calling her 'Because'."
This nickname was actually given by her, and it even replaced Xia Chi's original name for a long time.
She suddenly thought of something and her face turned pale.
What she could think of, Wei Yunjun and Xiao Zhang could naturally think of as well.
Although the details of the murder case will not be disclosed, the victim's family members cannot help but tell the truth, so the inverted triangle-shaped knife wound on the deceased's body is no secret.
Lu Qiaoqing looked at Wei Yunjun and said, "You must come and save me!"
Wei Yunjun nodded again and sent the person out.
Xiao Zhang looked at Qiu Huo with some admiration. He was worthy of being the captain. They could connect the two.
Qiu Huo ignored his gaze and said, "Are you not leaving yet?"
Xiao Zhang immediately walked forward, and Qiu Huo walked behind him and side by side with Lin Zhi. When no one was looking, he hooked Lin Zhi's little finger.
"That's a pretty accurate guess."
Lin Zhi speculated what the symbols left behind by Xia Chi might mean. Qiu might have kept it in mind at the time but did not tell anyone because it could not be used as a direction for solving the case.
Most of the time, the detectives in charge of solving the case do not care about the mental journey of the criminal or the meaning of the symbols left behind, unless these are related to the clues of the investigation. They only care about what flaws the murderer left behind, which direction to search from, and how to catch the person as quickly as possible.
The and symbol represents that compared to the reason, it is more important that the murderer that Lin Zhi mentioned is likely to have only a junior high school education. He was the first to notice this when he was investigating Xia Chi.
Lin Zhi gently squeezed Qiu Huo's fingertips in response and looked at Lu Qiaoqing's back.
According to Lu Qiaoqing, Xia Chi's code name and mark were almost all related to her, but she was still alive. Although she was very nervous, Lin Zhi felt that even if Xia Chi's identity was not discovered, she would not die.
It was an intuition, Lin Zhi felt that Xia Chi seemed to have let her go.
In Xia Chi's self-proclaimed works, there is only one absolute condition, that is, the birthday is October 13, because this is a condition that is predetermined and cannot be changed. Xia Chi seems to have some obsession with fate, and when talking to him, he is described as a "witness destined by God."
Lu Qiaoqing left the police station and Wei Yunjun also got into the car.
They planned to go to Xia Chi's previous home first, with Xiao Zhang driving and Wei Yunjun sitting in the passenger seat.
"Captain Qiu, this?"
Wei Yunjun spoke, and the other police officer in the back seat and Xiao Zhang all looked at Lin Zhi who got in the car.
Qiu Huo said succinctly: "The murderer might contact him again."
This reason convinced Xiao Zhang and the others. After all, Lin Zhi was the person the murderer would contact actively, so she was indeed important.
Wei Yunjun found it a bit strange. After all, Lin Zhi's phone number had been connected to the technical department with his consent. As long as the murderer contacted them by phone, they could track him down quickly. Was it necessary to keep the person with him?
However, this thought only flashed through her mind and soon disappeared. It was okay to carry it with her.
She asked about the symbols. It is indeed easy to associate them once they are confirmed, but most people would not think in that direction.
Qiu Huo held Lin Zhi's wrist, raised it and shook it, saying, "He guessed it."
This action was a bit too intimate, but no one felt anything wrong except Wei Yunjun and the two gay men present.
Facing everyone's gaze, Lin Zhi smiled and briefly explained the reason, and withdrew as everyone suddenly realized the truth.
Wei Yunjun: "I have asked Lu Qiaoqing carefully, and she is sure that there is no time in her memory that is linked to October 13th."
Qiu or nodded, not obsessed with this point.
Maybe Lu Qiaoqing herself didn't know, but it didn't matter whether this date was related to her or not. Qiu Huo now only needed a complete chain of evidence and confession to close the case.
It was a half-hour drive to where Xia Chi had lived before. Xiao Zhang drove very steadily. Lin Zhi looked at the road ahead and felt a weight on his shoulders.
Qiu Huo was leaning on him with his eyes closed. Lin Zhi adjusted his posture so that he could lean more comfortably. Qiu Huo had just finished exercising in the early morning and went to the bureau. It seemed that he had been busy until now and had not slept much.
Lin Zhi lowered his head and played with the calluses on Qiu Huo's hands. After a while, his hands were held. Lin Zhi did not struggle and let him hold them.
Qiu Huo originally just wanted to take a nap, and smelling Lin Zhi's scent, he fell asleep unknowingly, and only woke up when he heard the sound of Wei Yunjun opening the car door.
Wei Yunjun looked at him in surprise and said nothing. Qiu Huo himself was also surprised, because he knew how difficult it was for him to fall asleep before.
When the car door was not completely closed, Lin Zhi felt his hand being held and his wrist felt itchy. It was Qiu Zui touching the mole in the center of his wrist.
As for this, all his ex-boyfriends, or the fragments of his ex-boyfriends, seemed to like doing this.
The car door was closed and several people went upstairs.
Before Xia Chi found Lu Qiaoqing to sell the house, she sold it at a price lower than the market price at that time and the sale was completed very quickly. The family had lived there for two or three years and were a little surprised that the police came to their door.
When Qiu asked the homeowner whether he had left anything behind from the previous owner, he did not hold out hope for the answer and was just doing a routine check.
Unexpectedly, the homeowner thought for a moment and said, "Yes."
"The girl who sold the house was in junior high school at the time. There were some junior high school textbooks that she didn't want at home. My child was in the first grade at that time, so I kept the textbooks. Now my child is in high school, and she didn't have the habit of throwing away textbooks. Those things are still in the room. I will go and look for them."
In the storage room, several textbooks were taken out. Qiu Huo took them and thanked the owner.
Something is better than nothing. There might be some residual hair and dandruff inside. He also deliberately compared the handwriting. He might have worn gloves and flipped through several textbooks quickly and gently.
When he turned to one of the pages, Qiu Huo stopped.
Lin Zhi saw what was going on inside, and was not surprised to see the expressions of several people around him as if they had won a lottery.
There was dried blood on one of the pages of the math textbook.
According to existing technology, it is not difficult to extract the DNA from it. As long as it is compared with the evidence collected from the rental house, Xia Chi's identity can be confirmed. The more sufficient the evidence, the more helpful it is in breaking through the suspect's defenses.
Wei Yunjun thought, that’s good, there’s no need to go to the stage of digging graves.
The police officer sitting in the back seat took the evidence back to the prosecutor's office, while Qiu or the others continued to walk towards Xia Chi's hometown.
Compared with the last intelligence, this time they got more detailed information.
Before junior high school, Xia Chi lived with her grandparents in her hometown. Her grandfather might have been a butcher before coming here. After coming here, he would help people slaughter pigs during festivals. Some elderly and middle-aged people who still have memories praised him for his good skills in slaughtering pigs, and his steady and accurate knife skills. Because Xia Chi liked watching her grandfather slaughter pigs very much, they also had an impression of the butcher's little tail.
When Xia Chi was six years old, she learned how to kill chickens just by watching. She pinched the chicken's neck and used a knife to drain the blood. She was more skillful than an adult. The day she learned this, all the chickens in her home suffered. She found it fun and even sneaked into other people's homes to kill a few chickens. When the owner entered the house, she saw dead chickens all over the floor, which almost scared him to death.
After learning about the serial killer's childhood life, Xiao Zhang and the others felt a little heavy. Although they knew that the perverted murderer had no empathy, it was still chilling to see that she had displayed this from a young age. This also meant that the hostages around her were extremely dangerous.
Lin Zhi was sitting in the car and couldn't help but feel a little strange. Would such a person be willing to be bullied?
He opened his phone and looked at the backstage of the forum. Now a whole morning had passed, and Xia Chi had not contacted him yet, without any response from the police to Xia Chi's threats.
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