The next day, the newspapers published news about poisoning cats, dogs and strays, and even gave the murderer a name.
According to the murderer's specialty of using poison, he was named "Starry Old Monster";
because it happened in the park, he was called "Park Killer";
one of the nicknames given by a popular tabloid was criticized by the general public because it called this devil "Rat Catcher", implying that wild cats, pet dogs running around and strays were all rats, which was simply inhumane and had no journalistic ethics.
After reading these newspapers, Uncle Jiu rolled them up and threw them into the trash can, and waited for Gary to go out to investigate.
After a whole day of investigation, when everyone gathered for a meeting in the afternoon, they still had no clues.
There was almost no evidence of the murderer. The Forensic Investigation Department and the Police Dog Team conducted a radial survey around the murder scene in Tongzhou Street Park, but still found no more clues. During
the day, Jiayi took advantage of everyone's visit to go to the street park near the latest pet dog poisoning incident, and visited some shops selling rat poison in the streets and alleys to inquire about the sale of rat poison before the incident.
Due to the high population density in Hong Kong, especially in Sham Shui Po, and the large number of old houses, rats and cockroaches are rampant and difficult to eliminate, and rat poison is sold in large quantities. At a certain stage, because some people took rat poison to commit suicide, a policy of registration was implemented for purchases, but it soon became a dead end due to the lack of supervision.
The shop owners didn't remember who had bought rat poison. When Jiayi visited some of them who she remembered, she found nothing unusual and had to turn back.
The case was at a stalemate. Jiayi sat in her office and realized that even if she had a flow image and saw the murderer, it would be very difficult to find the beast in the crowd.
Next, Fang Zhenyue continued to lead the team to investigate and search for witnesses.
Communicate with the Public Relations Department and ask them to publish an advertisement in the newspaper to call on the public to find insiders. Anyone who has seen the "suspected poisoner" can report to the police and provide clues.
After the police began to receive calls, Fang Zhenyue screened these alarm information one by one and investigated them one by one.
The PTU patrols continued, but after several days, nothing was found. The murderer was obviously hiding.
Many vicious cases were committed by the murderer by chance, and he would never commit crimes again. Gradually, the police began to think that this case was the same.
The autopsy by the Forensic Department was finally completed on the third day. The report after the skull was opened was that the blunt force wound from the murderer's clubbing of the victim was very serious and enough to be fatal.
However, because the murderer could not wait, he opened the victim's stomach first, causing the victim to die in a very short time. Therefore, the intracranial hemorrhage caused by the club did not have time to kill the homeless man.
The toxicity of rat poison is also like this. It caused the victim to almost lose the ability to resist, but did not have time to really take his life.
The weapons were identified as:
1. A dagger with a blade of about 15 cm;
2. A regular baseball bat;
3. Coagulopathy type rat poison (available in many stores).
On the fifth day after the murder, Jiayi wrote down the murderer's characteristics and other current conditions on the whiteboard while working overtime:
1. The victim's face was covered with his clothes (whether it was accidental or not is uncertain);
2. The victim was drugged and then hit on the head with a stick, and then his stomach was cut open to kill;
3. It is not clear whether the murderer took the homeless man's belongings, no anger-venting behavior was seen, and it was not found that the homeless man had any enemies, and the motive for the crime is unknown;
4. Before the murder, the murderer may have poisoned wild cats and pet dogs first (only the reasoning stage);
5. There are no eyewitnesses, and the Forensic Department has not found any clues suspected of belonging to the murderer at the crime scene or in the contents of the nails of the corpse;
6. After many days of visits, investigations, and screening of police information, no suspicious clues or suspicious persons were found.
"There have been cases like this before." Fang Zhenyue sat at the table, looking at Yi Jiayi who was staring at the whiteboard in a daze, and recalled.
"How was it solved in the end?" Jiayi immediately asked as if grasping at a life-saving straw.
Fang Zhenyue shook his head.
Jiayi was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head in disappointment.
"Stray cats and dogs, homeless people are all marginalized people in the city. Their lives and deaths are not cared for by their relatives and friends, and the citizens quickly forget about them. They are not in the community, and no one pays attention to their lives. It is easiest to kill them in a corner where no one has noticed without being discovered.
"The logic of the police's investigation also makes it very, very difficult to solve the murder of homeless people. "
Fang Zhenyue spread his hands and continued:
"We have to look for clues based on the corpses and other evidence at the crime scene. The places where homeless people live, such as under the overpass and in the park, are places where clues and evidence are particularly easy to be hidden and destroyed.
"We have to deduce the motive of the crime based on interpersonal relationships and then identify the suspect. But the homeless person has no social relations, he is not in any social group, and it is difficult for him to develop special relationships that will lead to his killing, and it is even less likely that he will block other people's financial path and rob others of their interests.
"If someone finds them as a target for venting their anger, and even the venting of anger escalates to the level of killing, it will be very difficult to identify the target.
"It's like a water source that is suddenly cut off by a rift valley. It's almost impossible to continue to form a river.
"Remember what I taught you? To be a detective, you have to be meticulous and learn to let go."
Jia Yian listened quietly, pondered for a while, then looked up: "Brother Yue, I have a feeling that this murderer will not stop. "
She has watched the flow images too many times, and is familiar with all the movements of the murderer and the slightest changes on the face outside the mask. She is very familiar with that kind of concentration, it is a loving look.
If a person is interested in something, he will never do it only once.
Fang Zhenyue pursed his lips, seeming to be hesitant to speak.
Jiayi knew that the thoughts that she had after watching the flow images were difficult for others to understand, and finally she sighed and said, "Let's go eat, Brother Yue."
"Well, take a good rest for two days on the weekend. There are no more clues anyway. If you are interested, just think about it at home." Fang Zhenyue jumped down from the table, pulled her coat and handed it to her first, then put on his own tweed coat, and walked out, he said:
"Lie on the bed and think, wrapped in a warm quilt. "
Prepare another cup of hot drink, insert a curved straw, lie in the quilt, drink milk tea and think about it." Jiayi added.
Fang Zhenyue couldn't help laughing, put his hand on the back of her head, and took her out of the office.
With a "click!", Fang Zhenyue turned off the light.
Jiayi turned her head to look at the whiteboard hidden in the darkness and the words on it that had become blurry. She finally sighed and stopped looking back.
Jiayi had a nightmare that night, but she remembered nothing when she woke up.
On Sunday, the PTU's night patrol mission was cancelled, and the heat of the killing of the homeless man was completely suppressed. The owners of those pet dogs who were poisoned to death would still feel sad for their pets and therefore feel indignant. Citizens who often feed stray cats in the park would also feel lost because there are no longer those cute little figures in the park.
But no one mentioned the dirty homeless man anymore.
In the next 8 days, Jiayi still went to the forensic autopsy room to see the body every day. She continued to search for information, hoping to find a breakthrough by chance, while others had gradually given up the search for the real murderer.
In that era, countless homeless people and beggars died in accidents every year. No one would have thought that they were once someone's son, husband, or father... They were just a number, existing, and then evaporating.
Everyone is used to it. It has always been like this, and it seems that it should be like this.
Only Fang Zhenyue still accompanies her and supports her when she wants to continue the investigation, but that only comes from his trust and protection for her. Gradually, even he doesn't think the case can be solved.
"There were too many unsolved cases like this in the past. After all, we are just detectives, not ghosts and gods who can communicate with heaven and hell. There are always things that can't be done." Uncle Jiu looked at Jiayi who was reading at the desk and felt a little reluctant.
"..." Fang Zhenyue followed Uncle Jiu's gaze and looked at Jiayi, with complicated feelings in his heart. He admired Jiayi's tenacity, but he also felt sorry for her.
If a person always has regrets in his heart, it is difficult for him to be relaxed and happy.
She was originally on vacation, and was invited back by everyone with high hopes.
At that time, everyone was already in trouble, and everyone felt that if there was someone who could find a breakthrough in such a confused situation, that person must be Yi Jiayi.
Sometimes, a strong reputation of oneself will become a burden.
He was afraid that expectation would crush her.
But even with such worries, he would never dampen her spirits.
In the youth, she had moved forward with passion, even if she did something stupid, it was still worth reminiscing in the future. As long as you do the right thing, you don't care about the result.
Therefore, he always supported her, and even admired this person more because of this. He wanted to stay with her forever and longed for her to always shine like this moment.
Moreover, reading more and learning more, and thinking more, even if it is just accumulating knowledge and exercising logical thinking ability, is also a major progress. Is there any reason to stop her?
Turning around and seeing that Uncle Jiu seemed to want to persuade Jiayi to take more rest and stop doing useless work, Fang Zhenyue interrupted and said:
"Uncle Jiu, I have approved your retirement process."
He had already talked to Uncle Jiu. Originally, Uncle Jiu was going to retire last year. At that time, he thought that Fang Zhenyue and Qiu Susan had left, and Jiayi had just been promoted to sergeant, and there was no one to take care of her, so Uncle Jiu stayed for a while longer, but it turned out that he stayed for another year.
Now that Jiayi has grown to a level that many people can't even dream of, and Fang Zhenyue has returned to manage the town, Jiushu can retire peacefully, accompany his family around, enjoy the beautiful mountains and rivers of the motherland, and see the unique scenery and cultural environment of foreign countries, and start a new leisurely rural life.
What's more, producer Qiao Lin calls Jiushu every few days to ask a lot of questions. Jiushu can retire and do his side business to his heart's content, open up new channels, and make some interesting money while having fun.
"It will probably take a few months to complete the formalities, right? You'll have to stay for a while longer." Uncle Jiu rubbed his thinning hair and looked at this office. He was reluctant to leave this room that he saw almost every day. "Don't tell everyone yet, so that when we get along for a while, we won't always think about the separation, which will only add to the sad atmosphere."
"OK." Fang Zhenyue nodded. He was always easy to accept the various ideas of the people around him.
Jiayi, who was concerned
about this matter, was still writing and drawing in her notebook. The notes on previous cases in the loose-leaf notebook would be shredded by her with a shredder at the end of each case, so the notebook became blank again, clear and quiet, without any unfinished business accumulated - it felt good, free of worries.
Only when a new case came would she write down some clues and ideas in the notebook, and then she would always carry the notebook with her, and would fill it with something from time to time.
Sometimes she would do this while eating, sometimes while gossiping, sometimes while walking, and sometimes while driving. If she suddenly thought of something, she would pull over and write down the content before continuing to drive - she was so afraid of forgetting.
Liu Jiaming and others were once very curious about her magic notebook, but Eleventh Sister carried it with her as a diary. Everyone had to respect her privacy, and even when she opened the notebook to record, they were polite and did not peek.
Now she was recording in the notebook again, with many small numbers listed on it, as if summarizing something.
In the eyes of the detectives of Team B, Sister Eleven is so persistent that she is unwilling to give up any case.
Her spirit is commendable, worthy of admiration and learning, but it is impossible for Liu Jiaming and others to continue to suffer for this case when they clearly feel that the case cannot be solved.
This atmosphere has continued. No one knows when Sister Eleven will accept the reality and really let go of the Tongzhou Street Park homicide case and let herself go -
until November 18, in the early morning after the storm, when a mobile stall owner who got up early to work pushed his cart out the door and saw a wet body lying on the open space downstairs.
He is not a nameless wild cat, nor is he a homeless man who no one cares about.
He has a name and surname, and is Mr. Miao Liqun who lives in Unit B on the 2nd floor of Building 4 in this community. An investment manager at a financial company, he specializes in helping wealthy people invest and manage their finances, and his income is not low.
Miao Liqun is still a star in the gossip circle of this community - every time the grandmas and uncles see Miao Liqun, they will discuss a few gossips about him, even if it has been a year since the incident, they still enjoy it.
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The detectives of Team B, Xu Junhao, Da Guangming and others took a police bus to the scene of the body dumping in Da Fuyuan. The uniformed police had already opened the cordon to isolate the media and citizens who were watching the excitement.
Hong Kong people are very worldly. The Japanese are the best at making a big deal out of small things. They will blow up even the slightest emotional feedback into a huge emotional reaction. Hong Kong people, on the other hand, know how to make light of small things. Even if they see a dead person, they will come over to take a look on the way to buy groceries, and then they will naturally talk about the person's life.
They react lightly, as if life and death are just small matters.
Jiayi walked through the neighbors who were either discussing loudly or sighing quietly, and asked Liu Jiaming to record the statement of the person who found the body. She also arranged Liang Shule and Sanfu to find the neighbors to understand the victim's situation.
Chen Guangyao led his colleagues from the Forensic Department to carefully inspect the surroundings of the body. Yi Jiayi and Fang Zhenyue stood beside Xu Junhao and looked at the body lying on the ground and covered with a white sheet. Because the media came too quickly and it was windy today, the uniformed police were afraid of the media taking pictures, and they were also afraid that the wind would mess up the body and blow away the clues left on the body, so they found a white sheet to cover it. After
Chen Guangyao did a part of the inspection, he asked Xu Junhao to approach the body for a simple inspection.
The white cloth was lifted, and Chen Guangyao accompanied Xu Sir to do the inspection, one looking at the body, and the other looking at the clues left on the body. Ah Wei took photos of the body to record the scene.
The three of them blocked the body. Jiayi stood behind and couldn't see it. She didn't dare to move around easily, for fear of destroying the shoe prints and other traces that the Forensic Department had not had time to take photos and investigate.
He had no choice but to ask:
"Sir Xu, was the victim's stomach punctured? And was his eyes covered?"
Chen Guangyao looked at the suit jacket covering the corpse's face, and saw Xu Junhao's hastily folded shirt half-covering his cut and bloody belly, and then turned around and said:
"Yes."
Yi Jiayi looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, and her face darkened. She turned her head and looked into Fang Zhenyue's eyes. She whispered:
"Brother Yue, the murderer has committed a crime again. The homeless man was killed on November 3, and today is November 18, 15 days later."
The murderer is a serial killer, or he became a serial killer in a short period of time.
"You guessed it right." Fang Zhenyue let out a long breath, his voice a little erratic.
Jiayi looked at him with a complicated expression for a few seconds, then turned to Xu Junhao and Da Guangming and asked again:
"Xu Sir, is there anything in the body's hands?"
Xu Junhao was examining the body, and when he heard Jiayi's words, he looked at the body's hands with some doubt.
The next moment, his pupils shrank slightly, and he leaned forward and gently lifted the body's left hand, and there was actually a bottle there.
He and Chen Guangyao approached the bottle together, read the rat poison trademark on it, and looked at each other, each seeing shock in the other's eyes.
Xu Junhao pinched the corpse's wrist, turned his head and looked at Yi Jiayi in disbelief. Although he deliberately lowered his voice, he still couldn't hide his astonishment:
"How do you know he has something in his hand?"