Chapter 1 Are you afraid of corpses? [It’s Li Dazhi, the Wang upstairs…
This winter is too cold.
Fang Yun got off the electric scooter, took off her hat and mask, rubbed her slightly frozen face, and breathed a sigh of relief.
It's such horrible weather. It's already the beginning of spring, but the temperature is still so low. Especially the evil wind, which can penetrate into people's bones even with a mask on, leaving no way for people to go to work.
She rubbed her arms and trotted into the small building in front.
The Criminal Investigation Detachment is a separate five-story building, with the civilian offices and serious crime squad both on the third floor. Fang Yun arrived early today and wanted to quickly go into the house and turn on the air conditioner to warm up, but as soon as she opened the door, a gust of warm air hit her in the face.
She was stunned at first, but when she saw the tall, slender figure with a ponytail inside, she smiled in surprise: "Xiao Shen, you came so early?"
The room is so warm, I guess the air conditioner has been on for a while.
Shen Qingye looked back, his eyebrows and eyes were dark and clear, and his smile was calm and peaceful: "I didn't have anything to do at home, so I came early."
As she spoke, she naturally took a glass of water and placed it on Fang Yun's desk.
Fang Yun's eyes softened when she saw her movements. She took a sip from the teacup and sighed slowly, "It's still warm in the office..."
She couldn't help but complain: "What the hell is the weather like this year? It's already been a year and it's still below zero! Don't experts say...global warming? What kind of warming is this?"
Shen Qingye smiled soothingly: "How can it be that fast? Besides, if it really warmed up all of a sudden, that would be wrong."
Fang Yun: “That’s true.”
The two chatted idly while other people in the office arrived one after another. After saying hello, everyone started to go about their own business.
Clerical work is not that hard, especially since Shen Qingye had just joined the company not long ago and some important work was not her turn. In addition, she was efficient and had little free time.
It wasn't until there was a knock on the door that Shen Qingye looked up and saw a tall figure leaning leisurely against the door. The man had outstanding facial features and sharp eyes, but his manner was somewhat casual and uninhibited, which just neutralized the intimidating feeling.
"Sister Yun, I'm here to get some materials." The other party's voice was low and lazy: "Let me take a look at the forensic results of the last case."
Fang Yun stood up: "Hasn't the case been solved?"
Yue Lingchuan stepped forward and said, "It's broken, but I still want to review it. I was almost tricked by that bastard before, so I have to learn a lesson next time."
Fang Yun clicked her tongue twice: "The suspect last time was really cunning. I feel a headache after reading the information you handed over. It's really hard for you to solve the case so quickly."
She handed the document over, and just as Yue Lingchuan was about to take it, he suddenly heard someone behind him calling out hurriedly, "Captain Yue!"
Yue Lingchuan paused, looked back, and saw the operator, Xiao Liu, panting, saying, "I didn't see anyone in your office just now—"
He said in a serious tone, "There's a murder case at Mandarin Apartments. I'd like to trouble you to come over."
Yue Lingchuan's expression froze, and he replied in a deep voice, "I understand."
He turned to Fang Yun and said, "I'll come back to get the things later. I'm leaving now."
Fang Yun shrugged and didn't care.
Yue Lingchuan walked with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, and was about to step out of the office door when he suddenly stopped.
Fang Yun looked over in confusion, and saw the other person turn around and slowly glance around the office -
Sister Yun is timid, and the other two comrades are in their forties or fifties.
His gaze finally fell on Shen Qingye.
"Xiao...Chen, right?" he asked, "I remember you graduated from the Public Security University."
Shen Qingye's eyes moved slightly, and he slowly sat up straight: "Yes."
He asked again: "Are you afraid of corpses?"
Shen Qingye vaguely realized something and said with a firm expression: "Don't be afraid."
The man smiled softly and waved, "Come with me."
Shen Qingye's eyes lit up slightly, and he quickly stood up and trotted out after him.
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"Jiang Cheng and the others have gone to arrest people. Team One and Team Two are also busy with cases. I am the only one in Team Three now. We don't have enough manpower."
Yue Lingchuan steered with one hand, glanced at the girl in the passenger seat, and said, "I just called Luo Kaiyang, he will be here soon. Don't worry, you don't have to do anything, just some trivial matters like asking for records, if you are afraid, just say so."
Shen Qingye shook his head: "I'm not afraid."
Yue Lingchuan asked: "Have you ever come into contact with a corpse while in school?"
Shen Qingye: “I have come into contact with it.”
Yue Lingchuan nodded: "That's good."
The black jeep was speeding. Shen Qingye looked at the rapidly changing front with a calm expression and suddenly asked, "Brother Jiang and the others...are they the one who caused the rainy night serial murder case?"
"Hmm?" Yue Lingchuan was stunned for a moment before realizing what she was saying, and replied, "Yes."
Shen Qingye looked at him curiously: "Has the murderer been found?"
"That's about right." Yue Lingchuan tapped the steering wheel with his bony fingers and said, "The current investigation results all point to him. Once we bring him back for further investigation, it shouldn't be a big deal."
Shen Qingye nodded thoughtfully and didn't ask any more questions.
Yue Lingchuan drove very fast and stopped downstairs of Wenhua Apartment in about half an hour.
When getting off the car, he reminded me: "When we go in later, don't touch anything, just follow me."
Shen Qingye nodded in agreement.
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Although Wenhua Apartment is called an apartment, it is actually a converted employee dormitory of a factory in the last century. It has seven floors in total. The first five floors are small single rooms for rent to migrant workers; the top two floors are suites, which are relatively larger.
Shen Qingye stood downstairs, looked up at the dilapidated and whitened walls of the small building, then looked at the few scattered air-conditioning units hanging outside the wall, and walked in.
The crime scene was on the second floor and the person who reported the case was the deceased's neighbor.
According to the person who reported the case, she and the deceased Zhou Meihua got up and went to work at almost the same time every day, and went to the bathroom to wash together every day. But when she got up this morning, the door of Zhou Meihua's house was still locked tightly. She thought that the other party came back late yesterday and overslept. Afraid that she would be late and miss work, after washing up, I went to knock on her door.
"I knocked for several minutes but there was no movement from inside. I felt something was wrong. I looked down and found a pool of blood under the door! I was so scared that I called the police!" The neighbor lady spoke in horror, glancing at the room with her eyes, then quickly retracted them, her brows full of pity.
Shen Qingye looked at the corpse of a young woman lying in a pool of blood on the ground, wearing only pajamas, and then raised his eyes to look around the room. The small room is about ten square meters, with no bathroom faucet and only a small balcony with women's clothes hanging on it. There is a bed in the room, a wardrobe and a dressing table beside the bed. There is also a table in the middle, which looks like it is used for eating, and is piled with some sundries and kitchen supplies.
There were no electrical appliances in the room except for an air conditioner, which had not been used for a long time and was covered with dust.
Although the whole house is small, it does not look dirty.
Yue Lingchuan asked the policeman at the police station: "Has anyone touched the crime scene?"
The police officer shook his head and said, "No, we got the keys from the landlord after we arrived, and then we cordoned off the scene and waited for you to come."
Yue Lingchuan: "Where's the murder weapon?"
The police pointed to the ground and said, "It should be the fruit knife on the ground, but there are traces of wiping on the knife, so I don't think we can find anything."
Yue Lingchuan took two steps forward and glanced down: "This style can be seen everywhere. I wonder if it was from the deceased's home or brought by the murderer."
He walked around the house again: "The items in the house are neatly arranged, and there are no signs of struggle. It doesn't look like a stranger committed the crime-"
As he was talking, Qin Yilang, the forensic doctor who had just finished examining the body, came over and continued, "Based on the condition of the body, the cause of death was that the knife in the abdomen pierced the abdominal aorta, and he bled to death. The estimated time of death was about 8-10 hours."
Shen Qingye raised his eyebrows, and Yue Lingchuan also said: "That was roughly between 11pm and 1am last night... that late?"
He turned around and looked at the neighbor lady: "Didn't you hear anything last night?"
The neighbor lady said with a bitter face: "No, it's so late, everyone is asleep. My husband and I sleep very soundly, how could we hear any noise?"
Shen Qingye was listening and taking notes behind Yue Lingchuan. Hearing this, she couldn't help but ask, "You just said that she came back very late last night?"
"Oh, yes, yes." The neighbor nodded and said, "She is usually busy at the factory. She gets off work at 8:30 and can be home around 9. But I didn't see her before I went to bed last night. When I woke up and went to the bathroom, I heard some noise outside the door. I opened the door and saw Zhou Meihua crying outside. It looked like she just came back."
"She's crying outside?" Yue Lingchuan frowned: "Why is she crying?"
Neighbor lady: "I don't know about that. She was crying so hard, so I couldn't ask her any more questions. I just greeted her and went back to sleep."
Yue Lingchuan asked again: "What time was it? Do you remember?"
The neighbor lady thought for a moment and said uncertainly, "Probably... around ten o'clock, but it shouldn't be before eleven anyway."
Yue Lingchuan: "Was there anything unusual when she came back?"
"Abnormal..." The neighbor aunt thought for a moment and was about to say something when a voice suddenly came from behind her: "Brother Chuan!"
Shen Qingye looked back and saw a tall, thin, handsome young man jogging over: "Brother Chuan."
Yue Lingchuan glanced at him and said, "Here I come."
Luo Kaiyang nodded: "I've been here for a while. I just asked around upstairs and downstairs and got some clues."
Yue Lingchuan: "Speak."
Luo Kaiyang said: "The deceased, Zhou Meihua, was 21 years old and came from Zhoujia Village in Hui'an County. She currently works at Longchang Garment Factory. According to neighbors, Zhou Meihua was introverted and shy, not very good at dealing with others, and she rarely interacted with anyone. She should not have any enemies." He paused and said: "Many neighbors said that Zhou Meihua should have a boyfriend."
"Hmm? Boyfriend?" Yue Lingchuan looked at the neighbor auntie: "Do you know about this?"
The neighbor slapped her head and said, "Oh, I know! It's true. I saw a man I didn't know walk her downstairs several times! At first I asked her about it, but she was too shy to say anything. Then she got used to it and I didn't care."
She paused, then said hesitantly, "But speaking of it, it seems like I haven't seen that guy for a while..."
Yue Lingchuan and Luo Kaiyang looked at each other. Shen Qingye tightened his grip on the pen and looked up at the aunt.
"And..." The neighbor lady looked outside and seemed to be unable to speak.
In just a short while, a crowd of people gathered outside the door. Although a murder was scary, there were also many curious people who were pointing and talking.
Yue Lingchuan glanced outside and said, "It's okay, don't worry, no one else will know."
The neighbor lady calmed down after hearing this, took two steps forward, and lowered her voice and said, "When I saw her last night, I saw that her clothes and hair were a little messy. Could it be that she was bullied by someone outside?"
Yue Lingchuan paused and winked at Luo Kaiyang. The other party understood and quickly walked to the forensic doctor to ask something. Then he came back and said, "Captain Qin said that there were no signs of assault on the deceased."
Yue Lingchuan tapped his arm with his fingers and combed his fingers slowly: "The deceased was introverted and had no enemies, but he had a boyfriend. The relationship status between him and his boyfriend is currently questionable..."
"The house is tidy, with no signs of rummaging, so it's ruled out as a burglary... It's most likely someone I know committed the crime."
He looked around, his eyes slowly falling on the door lock, and asked the trace examiner beside him: "Is there any sign of prying on the lock?"
The trace examiner shook his head: "No, the door lock is intact, there is no possibility of prying the lock from the outside."
Luo Kaiyang said: "The deceased opened the door on her own initiative." He speculated: "But if it was her boyfriend...it would be normal for him to have the key to her house, right?"
Shen Qingye tapped the pen lightly with his fingers, frowned slightly, and felt as if he had overlooked something.
She looked at the neighbor lady and was about to ask something when she suddenly heard a sharp cry:
"No, no, no, no!"
"It wasn't Lin Xiaofeng, it was Li Dazhi, it was that bastard upstairs who did it!"
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