Chapter 080 Metaphysics Live Broadcast + Raising Children 4
Before Xiao Yan finished speaking, the police's cell phone rang.
The policeman glanced at Xiao Yan and said, "Wait a moment, I have a call."
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In H City, the police station responsible for Longwan District received a cross-provincial report.
"You mean the reporter knew about the murder case here from several provinces?" The young policeman was a little surprised.
"Could it be that the deceased was a relative, friend, or colleague of the person who reported the incident? They couldn't get in touch with him, and because they noticed something unusual, they called the police?"
His master glanced at him and said, "Have you ever seen a relative, friend, or colleague who only knows their ID number but not their name?"
Young policeman: “…”
"So the person who reported the crime didn't even know the other person, but knew about the murder here from several provinces away? Could he know the suspect?"
The young policeman scratched his head and asked, "Are you deliberately making a false report?"
"Don't make random assumptions about people. If it's a false alarm, we'll know if we investigate."
Under big data, the public security system is particularly advanced.
After entering the ID number, the system detected a man named Zhang Jianwei, 43 years old, who lives in Mapo Town, Liuhu Port, H City.
There are several phone numbers bound to this certificate, but when I called them, all of them showed as turned off.
Seeing this, the old policeman's expression became serious.
"Go to the technical department and ask them to monitor these mobile phone number data."
After the young policeman left, the old policeman called Zhang Jianwei's family again, and fortunately someone answered the call.
"Hello, this is the Longwan District Police Station in H City. Are you Zhang Jianwei's family member?"
A middle-aged woman's voice came over the phone: "I'm his wife. Hello, police officer. Has my husband committed any crime?"
The old police officer frowned. "Ma'am, don't be nervous. We have a case here that requires Zhang Jianwei's cooperation in the investigation. The police station is currently unable to contact him. Do you have any other residences in Longwan District?"
The person on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief: "You scared me. I thought he had done something wrong! I'm glad he didn't."
"We have a house in Qingshui Community, Longwan District, Building 8, Room 212. Can't I get through to my husband on the phone?"
When the police saw the number 82121, they were already worried and could only pray that this was a false alarm case.
"I can't get through right now. Ma'am, please remember to keep your phone open. We may contact you later."
"Ohhh, okay."
The call ended and the police began to move out.
Qingshui Community is a mid-range residential community in H City, and the residents living here have some small assets.
The property here is worthy of the high property fees. There is a guard room at the gate of the community, and vehicles entering and leaving will pass through a gate on each side.
This gate pole is controlled by computer data. When the owner's car passes through, an electronic prompt tone will be broadcast, such as welcoming the owner of the license plate number home. If the owner is not an owner of the community, the owner will need to get out of the car and go to the security room to register the information and open a one-time temporary entry and exit card.
Although this method is a bit troublesome, it also reduces incidents of foreign vehicles stealing other car owners' parking spaces and theft, and also facilitates system management.
After all, it was a police car. After checking the situation, the security office registered it and then let it go. It took less than half a minute and did not waste too much time.
After all, it's a big city, and property management often encounters this kind of thing.
The property manager opened the door and said, "Police comrades, please remember to give me proof. I am cooperating with the police..."
Before he could finish his words, a strong smell of rust came, and the property manager choked back the rest of his words.
There is such a strong smell of blood, could it be that some owner is upset?
Faced with the possibility of death, the property manager fearfully rushed towards the police.
The police gave me a strong sense of security.
"Okay, it's okay. Just don't go in at the door. I'll need your cooperation later."
The property manager nodded and just as he was about to take out his cell phone to tell his boss, he was stopped.
"Sorry, you can't use your phone right now."
The property manager obediently put away his phone and said, "I understand, I understand. As citizens, we have an obligation to cooperate with the police. Officer, please rest assured, I promise to cooperate!"
There is a fifteen-story building in Qingshui Community, with only two households on each floor. It is also an elevator building, and even the floor is extremely smooth, which shows that the property's cleaning staff is very conscientious.
The police set up a warning sign outside the door, put on protective gloves, masks and shoe covers, and then walked in.
The entrance is a hallway separated by a hollow mahogany cabinet. On the right is a hidden shoe cabinet, and next to it is a shoe bench for changing shoes.
Turn on the switch next to the entrance, the bright light breaks the dark living room, and the double-protection electric curtains are closed tightly.
The police came to the kitchen door where the smell of blood was strongest, but when they pushed it open, they found nothing unusual.
The experienced policeman went straight to the large double-door integrated refrigerator and opened the left and right doors. Even though he was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart when he saw a pair of lifeless eyes that were frozen like a snowman.
He is exactly the Zhang Jianwei mentioned by the reporter!
At this time, there was a fruit knife stuck in Zhang Jianwei's chest, and the blood almost covered the entire refrigerator, but it was frozen into ice cubes due to the extremely low refrigeration effect.
The refrigerator is well sealed, and the bloody smell does not come from here, but from the black plastic bag next to it.
When the plastic bag was opened, a blood-stained bed sheet was found inside. The suspect must have used the bed sheet to clean the bloodstains, but because the deceased was too tall to be stuffed in, he placed the bed sheet in the kitchen, allowing the bloody smell to come out.
The bed in the bedroom showed signs of having been slept in, but nothing suspicious was found.
"Go to the gate and watch over them. Don't let any suspicious people or vehicles escape. Go check the surveillance footage with the property management! Go to 211."
Before they came, they had already prepared for the possibility of a murder, so they sent a lot of people.
Probably hearing the noise, the neighbor at 211 opened the door.
The other person was a young man in his early twenties with heavy dark circles under his eyes. He looked at the police in confusion.
"What happened, police officer?"
"Fuck, I won't be reported, right?"
The police looked at each other, vaguely defensive, but calmly asked, "Why do you say that?"
The young man was a little embarrassed. "I'm a bit of a low-brow person. I often argue with people online." He then became angry. "No, how can you still do that these days? I just had some bad manners and said some bad words. There's no need to call the police, right?"
He wanted to say some swear words to express his anger, but he didn't know that the police were relieved at this moment.
"It's not about that. There's a case here that requires your cooperation."
The young man sighed. "That's good, officer. What case do you want me to investigate? I just moved here this month. I was living at home before, but then I had a fight with my family, so I moved here."
"I'm a homebody and hardly go out. I usually order takeout, so what's going on?" He stuck his head out and saw the cordon at 212 next door, and his eyes widened instantly.
"What's going on with 212? Why are they still cordoning off? Did something happen? Officer, please say something. I'm scared!"
He talks as much and as frequently as a firecracker.
"Stop asking questions and cooperate with us."
The young man shrank his neck and, like the property manager before, tried to stick close to the police.
"What have you been doing these past few days? Have you heard any suspicious noises or seen any suspicious people?"
The young man thought hard and said, "No, I just said that I'm a homebody. I usually have an irregular sleep schedule and I haven't slept since last night. I'm so sleepy that I can't even open my eyes."
"Think about it carefully. This is very important."
The young man unconsciously looked upward to the left, which in psychology usually indicates that he is recalling something.
Blinking, he looked at the policeman: "Comrade policeman, I really didn't find anything unusual. If you want to ask 212, then don't ask, because I have never seen it... Um, wait!"
"I moved to this house because of a quarrel with my family. And because I confused day and night, I have never met anyone from Room 212." He tried hard to recall the timeline.
"Usually I go to bed around 7 or 8 in the morning, wake up around 5 or 6 in the afternoon, order takeout at 6 o'clock, and again before midnight."
"If there's anything wrong, it should be these two nights, right? Last night, around 11:30, I ordered a plate of spicy stir-fried clams and a plate of escargots and grilled skewers. We're young people, so we tend to be greedy. Even though that barbecue place will give you diarrhea, it's delicious, after all. So for two days in a row, I ordered some late-night snacks with it."
He lowered his voice, "I kept hearing noises outside the door those few days, but when I turned off the volume, they stopped. I thought it was just hallucinations from staying up all night, so I ignored it. If this is what you call an abnormality, then this is it."
"By the way, there's a surveillance camera installed at the door of this house. Do you want to see it?"
The young man opened the □□ and handed it to the police.
The police checked the surveillance footage of the past three days and finally found that at 10:00 p.m. three days ago, Zhang Jianwei and a man in casual clothes staggered into Room 212, and Zhang Jianwei never came out again.
The man did come out once and bought a large suitcase, then returned to 212, probably to dispose of the body, but at this moment the man discovered the surveillance camera in 211, and immediately covered his face and returned to 212.
Here comes the scary part. For these two nights, the man was peeping through the peephole of 211 with a knife in his hand. Maybe because the anti-theft system was too good, he didn't see what was going on inside the house and made some noise on purpose. Who knew that the young man didn't come out at all!
Even so, when he saw the other party looking through the cat's eye and deliberately making noises, the young guy was so scared that his face turned pale and the hair on his body stood on end!
“Oh shit!”
"Damn it! Is this pervert trying to kill me to silence me?!"
"I installed a surveillance camera and I was almost murdered? Is he crazy!?"
"Comrade police, you must arrest this extremely vicious and heartless person and bring him to justice. You must not let him go!"
As he spoke, he was so scared that he started crying: "Wuwuwu, police comrade, I don't live here anymore, I want to go home, I'll give you the key, and the computer monitoring the living room also has it, there is no password, you can check it yourself..."
police:"……"
I can understand that.
"Leave me your phone number, I'll contact you later, remember to keep it open."
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