Chapter 74 The blood has even reached this spot. Could it be that...
Although Guan Xia had a premonition when she looked at the middle-aged man, when the system interface popped up, her face fell in an instant.
Ji An immediately understood what was going on. He looked at Guan Xia with a strange expression and asked, "Did you see someone strange again?"
Guan Xia nodded helplessly.
Pang Le put down his phone and stared at the two of them the moment Ji An spoke. Seeing this, he sighed loudly and exaggeratedly, then said with a smile, "I knew this trip wouldn't go smoothly, but it doesn't matter. It's a new experience after all. But we have to hurry. It's going to rain heavily in the middle of the night. Who knows what difficulties this will add to the case."
When they heard the word "heavy rain", even though both of them were laymen, they immediately thought of many things, such as the cameras becoming useless and the rain washing away the scene.
Guan Xia just prayed that the system was triggered this time for an unsolved case. If it was a current case, he was afraid to imagine what would happen next.
The red light ended and the green light came on. Ji An started the car again, and Guan Xia quickly recounted the text prompt that popped up on the system interface.
Pang Le's expression suddenly darkened, and he said in disbelief, "It's a black plastic bag, quite heavy, and it was thrown into a trash can near the bus stop. Could it be a bomb?"
Pang Le turned around and looked at the intersection as he spoke. It was not far from the airport, and the two intersecting roads were both eight-lane main urban roads. It was also rush hour, and although traffic had been restored through the control of traffic police, the traffic volume was still very heavy, mixed with many buses full of passengers, and there were also quite a lot of pedestrians walking on both sides of the road.
Guan Xia was also worried about this. She carefully recalled the shape of the object that had sunk in the black plastic bag. After a moment, she shook her head and said, "It shouldn't be that. The bomb isn't that heavy. Also, in the crime dramas I've watched, many of them are rectangular, but the bottom of the plastic bag is curved."
"Arc-shaped?" Pang Le pondered. "It doesn't sound like a bomb. It could be body parts? Like dismembered arms and legs, for example."
While the two were discussing, Ji An drove through the intersection, took a moment to pull over, and then said while unbuckling his seatbelt, "As long as it's not a bomb, we'll go over and see if it's a body part."
Guan Xia also hurriedly unbuckled her seat belt, but before walking towards the station, Guan Xia first looked up at the yard that the middle-aged man had last entered. From the words on the top of the building in the yard, she learned that this was a small passenger station.
Ji An had already walked to Guan Xia's side, followed her gaze, and asked in a low voice, "Did that suspicious person enter the bus station?"
Guan Xia nodded.
Ji An said, "Then we have to hurry. If he is really the suspect, then he is trying to escape. We need to find some clues first so that we can notify the police to blockade and search for him."
Before Ji An finished speaking, Guan Xia broke into a jog. The two immediately followed. It took them a few minutes to reach the trash can. Guan Xia was rummaging through her bag for tissues when she saw Ji An pull out a pair of very thin rubber gloves from his trouser pocket. As he put them on, he asked Guan Xia, "Which box did the suspicious person throw the plastic bag into?"
Guan Xia pointed to the right, and Ji An immediately put one hand on the edge of the trash can and pulled it outward, while reaching in with the other hand to search. After a while, he found the black plastic bag that the middle-aged man had thrown in before.
Carefully placing it on the ground, Ji An opened the plastic bag. Guan Xia and Pang Le immediately leaned in to look, and saw that the plastic bag was full of eaten watermelon peels.
It turned out not to be the body parts they guessed, so why was the system triggered? Guan Xia was a little confused, just then she saw Ji An reached out and pushed away the top layer of watermelon rind, revealing a fruit knife.
The fruit knife was wrapped in a pile of watermelon rinds. At the bottom was a half-cut watermelon rind that was as big as a small bowl. Perhaps it had been soaked in the residual juice for a long time, and the blade was stained with some light red. It didn't look like anything special, but the system's prompt clearly hinted at the specialness of this plastic bag.
Guan Xia had to be extremely alert and observe carefully, but Ji An was one step faster and said in a deep voice a few seconds later, "There are traces of blood."
"Bloodstains? Where are they?" Pang Le obviously didn't see anything, and his expression was full of confusion.
Ji An picked up the dagger with his gloved right hand and pointed at the junction of the blade and the handle to show them, "Here, this dagger has obviously been cleaned, but it's difficult to clean this dead corner, so there are traces left."
After Ji An's reminder, the two of them could see clearly that there was indeed some solidified blood stain on the connection between the blade and the handle, and it was not scattered, but formed a circle around the entire connection. Looking at this mark, the three of them instantly thought of something.
Pang Le said in surprise: "The blood has stuck to this spot. Could it be that the whole dagger was stabbed in there?"
Although the blade of this dagger is not long, except for some extremely obese people, Guan Xia's first reaction would be to hit the upper torso if a normal-sized human wanted to completely cover the blade. If professionals had not deliberately avoided vital organs, this fruit knife would be enough to cause life-threatening fatal injuries.
Guan Xia and Pang Le did not ask the stupid question of whether it was possible that the blood was not human. The only person who could attract Guan Xia's attention must be a criminal suspect who had committed a crime.
"Call the police," Ji An carefully put the dagger back, stood up, looked towards the bus station and said, "Pang Le, you stay here with Guan Xia and wait for the police. I'll go to the bus station and look for him. It's been so long, he might not have escaped yet."
Ji An looked at Guan Xia and said, "Do you still remember the physical characteristics of that person?"
Guan Xia nodded vigorously. "A middle-aged man, about 175cm tall, slightly overweight, bald. He wore a blue and white striped round-neck T-shirt, black trousers, black sneakers, and a brown leather belt with a silver square-shaped dragon-shaped buckle."
As Guan Xia recalled, the video quickly popped up on the system interface, and after playing, it froze at the moment when the man's image was clearest, allowing Guan Xia to describe it more accurately.
After hearing what he wanted, Ji An gave a few more instructions and left quickly. Pang Le wanted to go with him, but after looking at Guan Xia and then looking down at the black plastic bag in front of him, he suppressed his curiosity.
Guan Xia watched Ji An running away, quickly took out his cell phone and called Xu Nian. Although it was a case in Fu'an City, Guan Xia was unfamiliar with the place, so of course he would look for someone he knew.
Xu Nian was a little surprised to receive a call from Guan Xia at this time. He called Guan Xia's name in confusion at first, and then asked seriously as if he understood something, "Have you found another suspicious person?"
Guan Xia nodded and recounted what had happened in a hurried tone. After she finished speaking, she glanced at the station sign and reported their current location.
Xu Nian was as straightforward as ever. He said, "I'm contacting the Dingyang District Criminal Police Team now. Brother Jiang and I will be rushing over. You stay where you are and don't move. Protect the evidence."
After hanging up the phone, Guan Xia didn't plan to just wait there. After thinking for a while, she said goodbye to Pang Le and prepared to go back to the car to find a notebook and pen.
Pang Le grabbed Guan Xia's arm and said, "Wait here, I'll go. I can run fast."
Without waiting for Guan Xia's answer, Pang Le ran away. To Guan Xia's surprise, Pang Le came back more than ten minutes later, with a traffic policeman following behind him.
Guan Xia was a little confused and looked at Pang Le and asked, "What is this?"
Pang Le said helplessly, "We parked illegally and affected traffic, so we got ticketed. When I was going back, the traffic police caught me red-handed and insisted that I drive the car away. I had no choice but to tell him what happened, and he came to verify it."
It was unexpected yet somewhat expected. Guan Xia quickly made some space to allow the traffic police to observe closely, and then used a tissue to push the plastic bag aside, revealing the dagger.
After repeatedly confirming that there was indeed blood on the dagger, the young traffic policeman's extremely serious expression relaxed a lot. With a hint of excitement, he looked at Guan Xia and asked, "Which bus did the criminal suspect get off from?"
Guan Xia recalled for a moment and answered affirmatively, "Bus No. 528 arrived at this bus stop around 8 o'clock in the evening."
The traffic police nodded to indicate that he understood, asked a few more questions about the suspect's physical characteristics, and then walked away a few steps to a corner to contact him via walkie-talkie.
Guan Xia didn't have time to be curious about what he was contacting. She took the notebook and pen from Pang Le and started to sketch quickly. After some time, Guan Xia had just finished and was about to send it to Xu Nian when she heard a series of brake sounds.
Turning her head, Guan Xia saw three cars parked on the side of the road near them. Almost as soon as the cars stopped, a series of people got out. Just by looking at their familiar posture and temperament, Guan Xia knew that the Dingyang District Criminal Police Team that Xu Nian had notified had arrived.
The leader was a middle-aged woman in her thirties, not very tall but with beautiful muscular features. She had a square face and a prominent jawline that made her look a bit fierce. The moment she raised her eyes, she noticed Guan Xia and strode over to her, extending her hand. "My name is Xia Chenghui, captain of the first squadron of the Criminal Police Brigade of the Dingyang District Public Security Bureau. Are you Guan Xia?"
"Yes," Guan Xia shook her hand and then pointed to the black plastic bag in front of them. "The fruit knife that we suspect was the murder weapon was in this plastic bag. We only took it out during the initial observation and put it back after confirming there was blood. We haven't touched it since."
Xia Chenghui was immediately attracted by the black plastic bag. She squatted down and stretched out her hand. A young policeman who was following her handed her a pair of gloves.
After putting it on in a few seconds, Xia Chenghui, like Ji An before, took out the fruit knife and examined it carefully. He looked at the bloodstains over and over again, and then put it into the evidence bag opened by the young policeman. Just as he was about to say something, his eyes turned and he saw the sketch in Guan Xia's hand.
"Is this the suspect?" Xia Chenghui asked.
Guan Xia handed it to her directly, "Yes, we have another companion who went to the bus station. We suspect that the suspect is likely to escape by taking a bus..."
Before Guan Xia could finish her words, Ji Anren returned. He had obviously been through intense exercise, his forehead covered in sweat, and he was still a little breathless. He stopped beside Guan Xia, calming his breath as he spoke, "I did a quick investigation and found several eyewitnesses. The suspect didn't leave by bus after entering the bus station, but instead hired an illegal taxi. According to the confessions of several colleagues in the illegal taxi, they vaguely heard the suspect telling the driver that he was going to Dongyi City."
Ji An said, glancing at the time, "They left about twenty-five minutes ago. The license plate number is local, N3T673."
With such clear clues, although Xia Chenghui looked a little curious, she did not bother to greet them and quickly turned around to start arranging tasks.
Seeing that the criminal police team was busy, Guan Xia and the others had some free time, but they also faced a problem: whether they still had to catch the plane.
Squinting at the increasingly worse weather, Guan Xia hesitated and said, "Of course I want to go back, but don't we still have to go to the Dingyang District Police Station to make a statement? Once we do, will we still be able to catch the plane?"
Pang Le also glanced around and said casually, "Everyone from the Dingyang District Criminal Police Team is here. They should be able to take statements on the spot, right? But I have a feeling that even if we make it in time, we might not be able to leave."
Almost as soon as Pang Le finished speaking, Ji An, who was looking down at his phone, frowned and said with a bit of helplessness: "Pang Le's intuition is right. We really can't leave. The flight is cancelled."
Guan Xia immediately stopped worrying and said helplessly, "Okay, no need to worry about it now. At least there's no handling fee for refunding the ticket."
Pang Le put his arm around Guan Xia's shoulders, avoiding the wound on her arm, and said excitedly, "We can also solve a case by the way. I hope Xu Nian will be more capable and let us participate. Otherwise, it will be boring to stay in the hotel all the time."
Speak of the devil, and he will appear. Before Guan Xia could even open his mouth, he saw two more cars parked on the side of the road. Looking through the half-open window, he saw that it was the people from the Second Squadron.
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