Chapter 245 Survey and Analysis
The person who spoke in the second team was called He Bin. In his previous life, after Zhou Yi was transferred from the Nanming Branch to the Municipal Bureau, Shi Tao had been transferred to be the director of a branch in the neighboring Taicheng. The person who took over Shi Tao's position was He Bin, who was also an expert in cracking down on gangs.
Gu Changhai was old and had already retired at that time.
He Bin summarized the results of their day-long survey of more than 300 households in Donghai Community, and finally sorted out several that were more suspicious.
Apart from the on-site investigation of the house rented by Meng Qingtong, which will be conducted by the technical department tomorrow, the only person who can be ruled out as a suspect at present is the poppy-growing addict who was brought back by Shi Tao.
Shi Tao went to the young widow's house to question her after lunch and basically ruled her out as a suspect.
But judging from her rather revealing attire, she might be someone who makes money from men.
The household registration file shows that she is a widower and has a young son in her hometown. When asked what she does for a living and where she works, she hesitates.
Shi Tao suspected that there was a certain probability that she was engaged in the flesh trade, so he asked Gu Changhai to go back and call the Qishan Road Police Station to keep an eye on this woman. If it was confirmed that she was engaging in prostitution, they would deal with her accordingly.
In addition, there are a few more suspicious ones.
In Room 501 of Building 6, a couple expressed visibly nervousness when the police came to question them. They both worked at the same factory. The police reported a faint metallic smell in their home but noticed nothing unusual.
In room 102 of Building 25, there's an old man who speaks incoherently and has a pot on his head when he opens the door. Household registration records indicate an elderly couple lives there, but during inquiries, the woman never showed up.
The police asked him, "Uncle, where is your wife?"
The old man said emotionally that he was dead.
However, there is no record of the old lady's death in the household registration information.
There was also room 201 in Building 12, where a mother and daughter lived. When He Bin arrived at their house, before he even knocked, he heard the mother scolding her daughter, calling her a shameless bitch, etc. It was as ugly as it could be.
After He Bin knocked on the door, a voice inside asked angrily, "Who is it?"
After He Bin answered the police, the door opened. A middle-aged woman in her forties with disheveled hair glared at him and asked him what he was doing.
He Bin glanced into the room and saw a girl with short hair in school uniform standing there with her head lowered. There was a torn book on the ground. Judging from the cover, it was not a textbook, but a romance novel.
The girl turned her head and looked at him. Because her hair was blocking her view, He Bin couldn't see her face clearly, but he remembered that the girl's eyes were very resentful, which left a deep impression on him.
Then the girl turned and walked into the room, slamming the door.
After a bang, the middle-aged woman at the door was once again irritated and started cursing, completely ignoring He Bin standing at the door.
"What are you doing? What are you doing? Pay attention to the impact!" He Bin tried to dissuade him.
The middle-aged woman turned around and glared at him, saying, "I gave birth to her and raised her. What's wrong with me scolding her a few times? What does it have to do with you? Just because you're a police officer, you think you're so great? I didn't kill anyone or set any fire, and you still want to meddle in my family's affairs?"
The woman said this and slammed the door shut.
Although He Bin was inexplicably turned away, he did not list this household as a key suspect. He just marked it because he had no chance to conduct an investigation.
What really made him suspicious was Room 201 in Building 30.
But the suspicion was not provided by Room 201, but came from the two households opposite, 202, and 101 downstairs.
The person downstairs said that one night in early March, in the late night, he was suddenly awakened from his sleep by a strange noise, as if something was being smashed, and the sound came from upstairs, in bursts.
He endured it for a while, but the noise kept coming and going, making it impossible for him to sleep.
He got up and ran upstairs to bang on the door. After banging for a long time, the door finally opened a crack.
The lights were on in the room, and a man with gloomy eyes asked him what he was doing.
The man asked you what you were doing in the middle of the night, making it impossible for him to sleep. If you continue like this, I will call the police!
The man said sorry and closed the door.
The sound died down afterwards until dawn when he went out to work, when he heard the sound of something being smashed upstairs again.
But because he was in a hurry to go to work, he ignored the matter.
The police asked him if it rang again later?
The residents of 101 shook their heads and said no.
202 next door said that 201 was a tenant, but they didn't know what he did specifically, but they had never seen him go out to work.
Once, it was past one in the middle of the night, and 202 heard a knock on the door. The male owner had just gotten up to go to the bathroom and was startled.
Who would have their door knocked at one in the middle of the night?
I didn't dare to open the door, and I looked out through the peephole. The door opposite opened, and a man behind the door said to the person who knocked, "Wrong way, this way."
Then the person who knocked on the door went in and the door closed.
The man in room 202 said, "The people across the street are definitely not good people. Ever since that incident, I have to check if the door is locked before going to bed every night. Police comrades, please check the people across the street carefully, otherwise I won't be able to sleep well."
The reason why they learned about the situation downstairs and next door was because the police knocked on the door of 201, but no one responded.
It was not certain whether there was no one in the house or the door was deliberately kept closed, but after He Bin found out, he walked around the front and back of the building and observed the situation in Room 201. He found that the windows of this house were all covered.
The key point is that they didn't use curtains to cover it, but cardboard, which even blocked the windows of the kitchen and bathroom.
"Have you found the landlord?" Shi Tao asked after listening.
"We haven't contacted the landlord yet. The neighborhood committee said they will help us ask tomorrow," said He Bin.
Shi Tao turned around and asked Zhou Yi: "Zhou Yi, what do you think?"
While He Bin was talking, Zhou Yi was thinking and took out the relevant household registration information to look at it.
"As for the couple in Building 6, my information shows they both work at a machinery parts processing factory. They have a son who's currently in high school and presumably lives on campus. Their family structure is stable, they don't have a criminal record, and they probably have nothing to do with the dismemberment. As for their nervous expressions, it's probably related to the metallic smell they smelled."
Shi Tao asked, "What do you mean?"
"The main material used in parts factories is supposed to be iron, but iron itself is odorless. The reason we sometimes smell a metallic odor is that when the human body comes into contact with iron, the sebum on the hands reacts with the iron to produce a peroxide. At the same time, sweat from the skin can also slightly corrode the metal, producing iron ions."
"Peroxide reacts with iron ions to form a compound, which is what produces the iron smell."
Everyone suddenly realized that it was the smell of iron itself.
"However, those working in dry machining generally wear work clothes to prevent burns from flying hot metal chips, and they wash their hands after get off work to remove any residue. Theoretically, you can't say your body will no longer smell when you get home, but today is Sunday, and if there's still a lingering metallic smell, there's only one possibility."
Shi Tao asked hurriedly: "What? They are doing private work at home?"
Zhou Yi shook his head: "Not to mention that the machine tool can't be moved in, even if it can be moved in, the floor slabs of ordinary residential buildings can't bear the weight of the machine tool."
At this time, He Bin spoke up, "I see. Zhou Yi's point is that these two people must have stolen a lot of scrap from the factory and hidden it at home. That's why you can smell a faint iron smell at home. This also explains why they were so nervous when we came to ask about it."
Zhou Yi nodded: "This is just my speculation, we can investigate further and verify it."
Shi Tao thought for a moment and said, "Old Gu, go to the Qishan Road Police Station tomorrow and look for Miao...Miao Cheng, and those who are suspects but not highly suspicious. Have them follow up and verify, including the kid I brought back to grow poppies."
Gu Changhai nodded in agreement.
"Zhou Yi, continue. Where is that old man?"
"The old man in Building 25 shouldn't be in any trouble. We can have Officer Miao and the others follow up tomorrow. It's possible the couple had an argument, and the old lady is staying with relatives or her children. The old man is obviously quite stubborn and superstitious, as evidenced by the pot on his head."
"Pot?" Shi Tao suddenly clapped his hands and said, "I remember now. Isn't this the Qigong pot that was popular more than ten years ago?"
What Shi Tao was talking about was a kind of qigong pot that was popular in the 1980s, called the information pot, also known as the qigong pot.
It first became popular in the capital, and later spread to all parts of the country, and was imitated by the people.
To put it simply, it means putting the cooking pot at home on your head, and then practicing qigong. The pot on your head will be able to receive the aura from the universe and reach the state of communication between heaven and man.
It was very popular back then, mainly because it was convenient. After all, everyone has a pot.
But it’s pure bullshit.
However, qigong was very popular at that time, and many people believed in it. Even now in 1997, and even in the next few years, there are still people who claim to be qigong masters and cheat people. The core reasons are twofold.
First, he can cure your illness. If the hospital cannot cure it, he can cure it with just a few moves of his Qi.
Of course, he has no control over how you die afterwards, and you don’t have the chance to ask.
Second, it can eliminate disasters and pray for blessings, and turn danger into safety. Even more exaggerated, they will say that it can help you seize the luck of heaven and earth.
This type is basically combined with charlatans. Of course, they generally don’t cheat ordinary people, but big bosses and celebrities.
It can be regarded as a kind of "weird" thing that arises in the process of improving the national cultural awareness.
"Captain Shi, you are right. Many people practiced this qigong pot in the past. But those who still practice qigong now are basically some stubborn old men. It's a kind of self-deception." Zhou Yi said.
"Also, dismembering a body requires a lot of physical strength and energy. To be honest, it's a bit difficult for an old man of this age."
Not to mention dismembering a person, even killing a pig and cutting it into so many pieces is not something that ordinary people can do.
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