Chapter 682 What’s wrong with the murderer? ! !
Li Shang turned around suddenly and almost ran out of the room, rushed down the stairs, rushed out of the villa, and headed straight for the pool of blood under the street light more than ten meters away.
Chang Erbing and others were stunned by his actions and hurried to catch up.
Li Shang panted, stopped under the street light, half squatted down, and carefully observed the shape, area, and splash direction of the bloodstains.
After a while, he adjusted his breathing, raised his head, looked seriously at the technical officer who had followed him, and said in a deep voice:
"Where's the body?"
The detective from the technical department was stunned by the question, looking confused:
"A body? Captain Li, what are you talking about? When we arrived after receiving the report, there was only a pool of blood, as well as signs of a fight and vehicle damage. There was no body here."
"No body?!"
Li Shang was stunned. His first reaction was that his reasoning was wrong at the most critical point.
But he reviewed his reasoning in his mind again, from the way the maid died, to the bloodstains and teeth on the second floor, to the drag marks on the window... the logical chain should be complete.
He squatted down again and re-examined the distribution pattern and splash points of the blood.
A few minutes later, Li Shang's brows were tightly locked, but his eyes became firm again:
"My reasoning is correct. Regardless of whether the body is Feng Ju or not, judging from the distribution of the bloodstains, the body that flew in from the window must be a dead person.
There should be a body here, right? So, where did the body go? Did the murderer take it away?
The man from the maintenance department next to him frowned slightly, looking at the blood on the ground, thinking:
"Is there another body here? Hmm... This matter is very important and should be reported to Commissioner Zheng as soon as possible."
Li Shang stood up and began to search the surrounding lawns and roads, with the pool of blood under the street light as the center.
Seeing this, Chang Erbing and the detectives from the technical department, although they didn't understand why, began to help expand the search range.
Finally, a set of footprints were found in the grass about ten meters away from the pool of blood.
Li Shang moved closer and identified carefully: one, two, three, four... four footprints!
But these four footprints are extremely close to each other, almost overlapping. It feels... like there are two people walking with their feet almost touching and their bodies pressed together?
And judging from the depth of the footprints, it shows that this set of footprints is extremely heavy.
"There were two murderers in the second wave. They were walking with their feet tied up. They also carried away the body?"
Li Shang made an inference in his mind, but he always felt that something was strange.
Li Shang continued searching in the direction of the four-legged footprints, but the footprints disappeared again.
Li Shang did not give up. He continued to move forward. After walking more than 20 meters, he found another set of... the same four-legged footprints!
Li Shang squatted down and carefully observed this new set of footprints.
The grass around the footprints was crushed and sank into the soil. The soil around the footprints was not just compacted, but... splashed outwards.
Li Shang's pupils suddenly contracted. He turned back to look in the direction of the footprints, calculating the distance between them. He wondered in his heart:
"These two people were carrying a corpse, but instead of walking normally, they tied their legs together and jumped. In the end, they jumped all the way out of the Emerald Garden.
No, is this some serious illness?"
…….
On the top floor of the Executive Mansion, in the round table conference room, the air was so stagnant that it seemed as if water could be wrung out of it.
The heavy mahogany round table was polished to a mirror-like finish, reflecting the chandelier on the ceiling, which was composed of countless crystal prisms. The chandelier cast cold white light, evenly illuminating the faces of the dozen or so congressmen sitting around the table.
The chief councilor sat upright in the main seat, his body straight and his face still covered with a layer of ice mask, without any emotion fluctuation.
Even such a serious matter as the life or death of the dispatched personnel could not cause even the slightest ripple on that face.
Zhang Deming sat calmly, with a meaningful smile on his face, and glanced at Wang Xinfa from time to time.
Wang Xinfa could sense the ill intention in Zhang Deming's eyes, and alarm bells rang in his heart, but he also maintained a calm expression, with the exception of his fingers on the armrest, which tightened slightly, almost imperceptibly.
The other congressmen looked at each other, and all noticed the strange atmosphere. They were all making calculations, thinking about how to stand on the side, how to benefit themselves, or whether it was possible to use this opportunity to step on someone.
The Chief Councillor glanced at everyone calmly, and then said:
"I'm sure everyone here has heard about the Jade Garden incident."
This is not a question, but a statement.
He paused for a moment, about to continue,
"If you understand the basic situation, then I will let..."
"Excuse me, Chief."
Zhang Deming suddenly spoke up, politely interrupting the chief councilor with a perfectly apologetic look on his face.
"Alas, I'm old and useless. I felt a little unwell in my heart last night, so I took sleeping pills and went to bed early.
My secretary knew my physical condition, so she didn't dare to wake me up.
It was only on my way here just now that I hurriedly learned of the earth-shattering incident at the Emerald Garden. I heard that...something happened to the special envoy, is that right?"
The chief councilor was interrupted, but there was no anger on his face. He just looked at Zhang Deming calmly without responding.
Zhang Deming didn't feel embarrassed at all, as if he hadn't expected the chief to answer.
He naturally turned his head and his eyes fell on Wang Xinfa's face opposite him. The smile on his face deepened a little and he said:
"Look at me, I'm behind on information, and I still haven't figured out the whole story. My mind is a mess. How about Councillor Wang, can you help me sort it out?"
Wang Xinfa sneered in his heart: "This old fox, as expected, came after me from the beginning."
He was about to speak in response, but Zhang Deming, as if afraid that he would deny it, smiled and added:
"Councilor Wang, don't overthink it. I just heard that you happened to be at Emerald Garden last night. It's just unfortunate that you were at the crime scene. You must know the most about it.
Maybe you saw the murderer last night."
Zhang Deming's words seemed to be understated, but they were actually extremely vicious, tying Wang Xinfa to the crime scene.
As soon as he finished speaking, the several parliamentarians around him who were originally watching closely already knew clearly what happened last night.
At this moment, they all tacitly acted as if they were surprised to hear about it for the first time, their eyes all focused on Wang Xinfa, filled with inquiry, suspicion, and all sorts of unspeakable meanings.
This is an unspoken understanding that does not require prior communication and is the most basic skill in the power field.
They may not harbor the same great ill will towards Wang Xinfa as Zhang Deming, but if Zhang Deming can really bite Wang Xinfa hard and tear open a hole in his favor, then they definitely wouldn't mind getting a piece of the pie.
Wang Xinfa naturally knew how dangerous it was. Behind every seemingly innocuous confrontation at this table, there might be a deadly murderous intent.
If he gave a wrong answer and was caught by the other party with his words, or accidentally fell into a trap carefully laid by others, then what he would have to face next would not only be Zhang Deming himself, but a large group of bloodthirsty sharks that would pounce on him in an instant.
He looked around at everyone, not showing any panic on his face, but instead sneered, his tone deliberately mocking:
"Councilor Zhang, please be precise and stick to the evidence.
I rushed over immediately after hearing that something happened at the Emerald Garden. After all, I am young and strong with plenty of energy. How could I sleep when I heard that something might have happened to the special envoy?
Unfortunately, when I arrived, I was still a step too late. The murderer was no longer at the scene, leaving only devastation... I'm so ashamed."
Then, he looked at Zhang Deming, and his tone became "concerned":
"As for you, Councillor Zhang, since you are old and have been lacking energy recently, I think you should pay more attention to your health.
Why don't you just go home and rest up? Once we have a preliminary conclusion, we'll send someone to let you know. How about that?"
His words, through Zhang Deming's words, imply that Zhang Deming was old and frail and unable to bear the heavy responsibility.
Zhang Deming's face darkened slightly for a moment.
His biggest advantage over Wang Xinfa is that he has much more experience, deeper connections and foundation.
But in other words, isn't his seniority his biggest disadvantage?
His seniority means that he may have grabbed more cards from the table, but he has less time to continue playing cards. Wang Xinfa accurately hit his sore spot.
Zhang Deming's brows furrowed into deep furrows, but he forced a smile on his face and continued the conversation:
"Oh, is that so? Then maybe I'm just getting old and confused and misheard the news.
Alas, I can't compare to Councillor Wang, who is young, strong and energetic... and yet, at this age, he gave birth to a son, which is truly a cause for celebration."
He seemed to admit his mistake, but in fact he had something else to say.
A member of the parliament nearby couldn't help but chuckle, then kindly corrected him:
"Councilman Zhang, you're wrong again. Councilman Wang didn't 'give birth' to a son; he actually...acknowledged a son last night."
But, it is indeed a coincidence. I heard that he also recognized her in the Emerald Garden?"
Wang Xinfa's face darkened as he looked at the councilor who was speaking. He knew in his heart that this person was on the side of Councilor Zhang Deming.
Zhang Deming immediately acted as if he had suddenly realized something, patted his wrinkled forehead, and sighed:
"Oh, yes, yes! Look at my memory, I made a slip of the tongue. I recognized a son, recognized a son... Um, it was Qian Huan, the former warden of the Second Prison, right?
I heard he miraculously woke up last night? Tsk tsk, what a coincidence at this time."
As for what "coincidence" it was, Zhang Deming deliberately did not point it out, but all the members present naturally understood the vicious implication in his words.
It doesn’t matter whether this suggestion itself is logical or has any real evidence. What matters is whether it can become a “reason” to attack Wang Xinfa?
Zhang Deming is indeed an old fox who has been immersed in the power field for many years. He has already understood the rules of the game and people's hearts.
In just a few words, he handed an invisible knife to all the parliamentarians present.
Even though this knife is still invisible, or even made of plastic, but...
If everyone is willing to work together and push hard, then a single word can make a person stronger than anyone else. Even an invisible knife can condense into a solid object strong enough to injure people, and a plastic knife can kill people at a critical moment.
Wang Xinfa felt a chill in his heart. He could clearly feel that the eyes of some of the parliamentarians looking at him had subtly changed, with a bit more scrutiny and suspicion.
Sure enough, the next second, another member of parliament jumped out and asked:
"Congratulations, Councillor Wang, on the birth of your son. However, I heard that your son lives in a villa right next to the special envoy's villa?
So, Councillor Wang, you were late and didn’t see the murderer. Will your son…”
Before he could finish his words, Wang Xinfa interrupted him coldly:
“I’m sorry to disappoint you.
Qian Huan only regained consciousness, but his body functions were far from recovered. He was unable to leave the medical cabin and now had to soak in nutrient solution for a long time to maintain his life.
He can't even move, how can he spy outside?"
Then, another member of parliament asked with a smile, but his tone was pressing:
"Haha, Councillor Wang misunderstood. It's not like Qian Huan has to go out and see it in person.
Isn't there anyone else in his villa? Nanny, bodyguards, medical staff... If anyone goes out and takes a sneak peek outside, wouldn't they be able to see everything clearly?
Wang Xinfa took a deep look at the congressman who had just spoken. To be honest, deep down he wished that Qian Huan and Li Hanyu, mother and son, would disappear immediately.
But at this moment, he had to do his best to protect them and must not allow even a trace of dirty water to be thrown on the mother and daughter, otherwise the fire would soon burn him.
I can only say that Qian Huan’s call of “Dad” was well-deserved.
Wang Xinfa took a deep breath, suppressed his annoyance and anger, and forced a forced smile on his face as he refuted each of their arguments.
"First of all, you're wrong. It's not next door, it's next door to the next door. There's a villa and a large green belt in between. It's quite far from the crime scene, so it can't be considered adjacent at all."
He continued, his tone becoming undeniable.
"Secondly, because Qian Huan needs absolute rest, his villa has recently undergone comprehensive soundproofing renovations, and the results are very good.
Therefore, the people in the villa did not hear any unusual noises outside."
"Finally, and most importantly!!!"
Wang Xinfa's eyes swept across the entire audience, and he emphasized his tone.
“The people in the house never went out during the time period of the incident.
All security work in the villa is under the full responsibility of the professional security team of the "Guangming Group", and the doors are locked at night.
If you have any questions about this, you can check the detailed records taken by the police last night, or go directly to Lu Chenjia, the head of the Guangming Group, to verify the situation."
Wang Xinfa refuted each point one by one, but his rebuttal was not very strong. The key point was that he brought up Guangming Group.
(End of this chapter)
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