Chapter 10 The mother can now confirm that the deceased is Lu Xiuqin. …



Chapter 10 The mother can now confirm that the deceased is Lu Xiuqin. …

"Who? Police?" The room was quiet for a while, and then there was a burst of chaotic noise. After a while, the footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the gate was opened with a creaky sound. A man with messy hair, wrapped in a cotton jacket and trousers, stood at the door.

He looked to be in his forties, with pockmarks all over his face, and he looked a little tired, but when he saw the clothes they were wearing, he suddenly came to his senses and a warm smile appeared on his face: "Oh, you really are police comrades! I thought someone was messing with me."

Yue Lingchuan asked: "Who has nothing better to do than to mess with you?"

Ma Laizi chuckled twice, gathered his clothes, rubbed his hands, and cautiously asked, "Then the police comrade came to see me..."

Yue Lingchuan was used to seeing people, and seeing him like this, he knew that he had something to hide, so he immediately asked: "Do I need to tell you what you did?"

Ma Laizi's face changed. He was a bit of a thief and often looked at young girls on the street, but he didn't succeed in anything, did he? It won’t lead to the police coming to your door, right?

His smile was somewhat forced: "Hey, police comrade, please don't scare me, I am a good citizen who abides by the law."

Yue Lingchuan smiled and said, "You know clearly whether you obey the law or not."

Ma Laizi smiled awkwardly, and Yue Lingchuan said, "Okay, I'll ask you something, and you tell me the truth."

"Hey, hey, hey, ask whatever you want. I will tell you everything I know!" He greeted them politely and said, "Two officers, come in and take a rest?"

Yue Lingchuan glanced at Shen Qingye and followed.

As soon as they entered the door, they began to regret it. It's just because the house is too messy and there is no place to step. There were clothes thrown all over the chairs and benches, and there were unwashed dishes on the table that had been there for who knows how many days. If the weather got hotter, it would probably be crawling with flies.

Ma Laizi wanted to pour more tea, but Shen Qingye stopped him quickly: "No need, just a few questions, we'll leave after you finish."

He quickly stood up straight and said, "Okay, ask whatever you want."

Yue Lingchuan asked: "Do you know Cai Limin?"

Ma Laizi was stunned: "Who?"

Yue Lingchuan repeated: "Cai Limin."

Ma Laizi shook his head: "This... I really don't know this person, is he from our village?"

Yue Lingchuan said: "The family living in the west of the village."

Shen Qingye added: "The one who worked in a factory in the city a few years ago."

Ma Laizi suddenly realized: "Oh, oh, which one are you talking about—" He said: "I don't know."

Yue Lingchuan frowned: "You are from the same village, but you don't know anything about him?"

Ma Laizi smiled bitterly and said, "Comrade policeman, this is difficult for me. Although we are from the same village, he is ten years older than me. I was still young when he first joined the factory. Later, he barely came back once a year... So it's unrealistic for me to say that I understand them, right? At most, I would say hello when I met them on the road during festivals..."

He said embarrassedly: "Besides, I don't have a very good reputation. People in the village don't want to deal with me."

Yue Lingchuan glanced at him and said, "You are quite self-aware."

Ma Laizi chuckled and said, "That's how I am. I know what I am doing and I won't take the initiative to attract dislike."

Shen Qingye asked again: "Then, based on the few times you've interacted with him, what kind of person do you think he is?"

"This..." Ma Laizi scratched his head and said uncertainly, "He is... a very honest person. He worked in a factory at that time. He didn't look down on his fellow villagers when he came back. He was quite kind and smiled when talking to everyone. Oh, right!"

He clapped his hands suddenly, and Yue Lingchuan and Shen Qingye were shocked. They looked over and saw him grinning. He said embarrassedly, "His wife is quite pretty."

Yue Lingchuan paused: "No more?"

"No." Ma Laizi spread his hands: "I have never had any dealings with him."

Yue Lingchuan closed his eyes, feeling helpless.

Shen Qingye asked again: "You said his wife is beautiful? Have you seen her?"

Ma Laizi said: "Yes, I have seen him twice when his family came back for the New Year."

Shen Qingye nodded: "Then do you know their son, Cai Chengyong?"

"Cai... Chengyong?" Ma Laizi's eyes suddenly flickered, and he smiled and shook his head, saying, "That's even less true. We are not from the same generation."

Shen Qingye looked into his eyes: "Really? Think about it first."

Ma Laizi's Adam's apple moved, but his smile remained unchanged: "I really don't know, police comrade, why would I lie to you?"

Shen Qingye and Yue Lingchuan looked at each other and said nothing more. Yue Lingchuan said: "Okay, we got it."

He stood up and said, "Cai Chengyong is a suspect in a major case we are investigating. The province attaches great importance to this case and has promised to reward 2,000 yuan for anyone who can provide real and effective clues."

Ma Laizi's eyes widened and he shouted, "How much?"

Yue Lingchuan said word by word: "Two thousand yuan."

Ma Laizi swallowed his saliva, his eyes shining: "Really?"

Yue Lingchuan smiled: "Some time ago, someone provided a key clue and the bureau directly rewarded him 5,000 yuan. Why would I lie to you about this?"

Ma Laizi suddenly fell silent.

He sat on the edge of the bed, his fingers constantly twisting the tattered quilt, his eyes wandering and flickering, obviously a little absent-minded.

Yue Lingchuan did not force him. Instead, he took out a pen and paper from his pocket and scribbled a string of numbers on it. He said, "This is my contact information. If you remember any details, feel free to contact me."

He looked him in the eyes and said, "As long as the information is true and valid, the bonus will only be more, not less."

Ma Laizi took the paper and forced a smile: "Then I, I'll think about it again, haha, police comrade, I'll think about it again."

Yue Lingchuan said: "You are welcome to call at any time."

After leaving Ma Laizi's house, Shen Qingye looked at the empty space ahead and exhaled: "He didn't tell the truth."

"Indeed." Yue Lingchuan said, "The countryside is a society of acquaintances, and the villagers have to be more considerate of their dignity. If they are involved with me, it will be even more troublesome."

Shen Qingye asked him: "So what kind of person do you think Malar is?"

"Me? I think he's the second type."

Shen Qingye said: "What a coincidence, I think so too."

The two smiled at each other, and Shen Qingye looked into the distance again and said, "It seems that there is no one here. Shall we go back?"

Yue Lingchuan checked the time and said, "Okay, the people from the Trace Inspection Team have been here for a while. Let's see what they have come up with."

-

Two or three cars were parked in front of Cai Liming's house, and the noise attracted the attention of the villagers. Combined with the fact that the police had just gone door to door to question people, everyone had some thoughts in their minds, and they gathered together and whispered.

Yue Lingchuan pushed through the crowd and saw Zhou Qiming and Jiang Cheng standing at the gate. After seeing him, they stepped forward and said, "Captain Yue."

Yue Lingchuan asked: "Did you find out any information?"

Zhou Qiming and Jiang Cheng looked at each other and shook their heads. "Cai Limin's family rarely comes back, and they don't interact with the villagers. We asked around, but didn't find any useful information. What about you guys?"

Yue Lingchuan briefly explained the situation on their side, and then asked: "How is Captain Xu's survey going?"

Zhou Qiming shrugged: "He was just scolding us, saying that we were destroying the scene and wouldn't let us stand there, thinking we were in the way. He was just venting his anger on us."

"You just say bad things about me behind my back." Just as Zhou Qiming finished speaking, a cold voice sounded in his ears.

Shen Qingye looked in the direction of the voice and saw a tall man in a white coat walking out of the house.

He raised his hand and took off the mask, revealing a facial contour with distinct features, so beautiful that it didn't look like a real person.

He rolled his eyes at Zhou Qiming and said to Yue Lingchuan, "We have almost cleaned the wall. Come in and take a look."

Several people quickened their pace and followed.

Xu Yanting stood in front of the wall and said, "We have thoroughly checked the wall, but the murderer obviously polished the wall deliberately. In addition, the color of the mud wall itself is unique, so we can't see anything with the naked eye. We can only use the luminol reagent to make the bloodstains on the wall visible."

He took the camera from the trace examiner and said, "This is the reaction of this wall to the luminol reagent."

Several people leaned over to look, and Xu Yantang said, "Although there is not much blood left, based on these reactions, we can also analyze and determine that a murder did occur in front of this wall."

He pointed at the wall in front of him and said, "The area you just discovered is relatively low, and the bloodstains are mainly concentrated in this small area. There are also some splash marks around it, and this area is slightly sunken compared to the side. We guess that the victim was lying prone at the time, struggling to escape, but the murderer grabbed his neck and pressed his head against the wall again and again, leaving these marks."

He pointed to the bloodstain next to him and said, "Although it's not very obvious here, based on the reaction of the reagent, we can reasonably guess that this may be a palm print. It's possible that the victim struggled and got blood on his hands, and tried to grab the wall to escape."

Shen Qingye pursed her lips tightly, looking a little unhappy.

Xu Yanting pointed to the area not far away that was circled by a white line and continued, "In order to verify our guess, we tested the ground in this area and found a lot of bloodstains at the junction of the wall and the ground and in this area not far from the wall."

"In addition, there are also bloodstains on that higher wall, but they are much less and more concentrated than here. It may be that the murderer committed the crime while the victim was standing very close to the wall."

He finally said, "Only these two spots on this wall have more bloodstains. The others are just splash marks. Including the bloodstains under the table that you found earlier, they are also the result of splashing or shaking."

The room was silent for a while, and Yue Lingchuan spoke first: "These bloodstains don't look like much."

Xu Yanting nodded: "Yes, there are indeed not many bloodstains found in the house, so we guess that the victim is either not dead, or the cause of death will not cause extensive bleeding."

Jiang Cheng said: "For example, strangled to death? Or strangled to death?"

Xu Yanting nodded: "This possibility cannot be ruled out."

Zhou Qiming curled his lips: "Better than his son..."

Xu Yanting ignored him and looked at Yue Lingchuan again, asking, "By the way, have you confirmed the identity of the victim? Is there any result from Qin Yilang?"

Yue Lingchuan said: "It will probably be soon..."

Before he could finish his words, his cell phone rang. Yue Lingchuan looked down and saw it was Wei Zhengyi.

His heart moved, and he said to Xu Yanting, "Here I come."

He answered the phone: "Justice, the result is out?"

"It's out!" Wei Zhengyi on the other end of the phone said excitedly, but also solemnly: "Team Qin successfully extracted a female DNA from the blood sample he brought back, but the results showed that this DNA did not match the victims we found before. Instead, it matched Cai Chengyong's DNA by more than 99.99%."

He said in a heavy tone: "It can be confirmed that the deceased is Cai Chengyong's mother, Lu Xiuqin."

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