Murder in a Secret Room Bed and Breakfast (9)
The murderer of the Hongzhuang murder case reappeared, and Meng Siqi's emotions were also up and down. For two consecutive days, she asked Zhao Lei Ting's team several times about the progress of the investigation.
Zhao Lei Ting also learned some of the circumstances and said that the murderer was the same as the first time he committed the crime and did not leave any clues, so it might be difficult to solve the case.
Meng Siqi is worried about whether the timeline of this world will continue to be normal like the original world? Or will it change like a butterfly effect because of her arrival?
She couldn't remember how many times the serial cases mentioned in the news had occurred, but now, Lu He might be in danger next time.
However, she cannot participate in the case of Team 1 now. Even if she does, she can't help. Team 2 is still investigating the murder case in the B&B. She is too busy to do anything. She can only hope that the timeline of this world will change.
Due to insufficient evidence, Ding Qian, Xia Sulan and Sun Yuanyuan had already left the police station.
Although she had already taken the step of taking responsibility for her crimes, Meng Siqi's heart was still in a knot. As the suspicions of Ding Qian and the other two decreased and as the picture of the murderer drawing the symbol appeared, she felt that this case might be far more complicated than she had imagined.
A murder case in a locked room, with perfect traces at the scene. Who is the real murderer? Why did the murderer leave a guiding message?
The solution to all these problems can only be found in the meaning of symbols. A symbol is not a circle. What will it be if a new stroke is added to a circle?
Meng Siqi kept looking for similar shapes and drawing possible shapes, but it seemed that no shape satisfied her.
Balloons, lollipops, and even earrings of similar shapes have appeared on her papers. In short, she has associated them with any image, no matter how unreasonable it is.
But none of them are right.
She became more and more anxious, and when it was almost time to get off work, she mustered up her courage and quietly walked to Feng Shaomin's desk.
Feng Shaomin was writing something when he suddenly realized that someone was standing next to him. He looked up and saw that the light in Meng Siqi's eyes was not as bright as usual, and his mouth was slightly flattened, as if he had suffered some injustice.
In his impression, Xiao Meng is not like this usually. Her little face is always full of confidence and smiles. This is what he is proud of his apprentice. Confidence and smiles can make her stronger inside, so that she can walk more smoothly on the difficult road of criminal police.
"Xiao Meng, what's wrong?"
"Master, I did something wrong."
When she said this, Feng Shaomin's heart was suddenly touched by something. That touch made him realize that he was a master and an elder. He remembered many times that his daughter admitted her mistakes in front of him, just like her.
"Let's go." Feng Shaomin stood up, "Let's go to the conference room."
Feng Shaomin does not want to discuss any private topics in public, even if they are related to work.
On the way to the office, he noticed that Xiao Meng's steps were not as light as usual, and there was a hint of anxiety on her face. It seemed that she was really worried about something.
This time, unlike before, there was no seat between the two of them, but they sat next to each other. Feng Shaomin took the initiative to ask, "Are you anxious to solve the case? What are you thinking?"
Feng Shaomin saw through her worries at a glance. Meng Siqi didn't dare to hide anything in front of him because her master might be the only person here who could give her guidance.
"I think all my previous inferences were wrong, Master." Her tone was a little heavy, and she said the word "Master" with a hint of guilt, as if she was saying sorry to him. If it weren't for her decisive and reckless judgment, Feng Shaomin would not have made more assumptions based on her. The root of all mistakes came from her.
"You mean, the inference that Ding Qian and the other two are the murderers?" There was still a worry in Feng Shaomin's eyes when he entered the room, but now he seemed relieved. Obviously, he must be thinking that her mistake was just this matter.
"Yes." Meng Siqi nodded heavily. "Maybe it's because of preconceived notions. The living environment of the three of them is very different from that of Long Shanwen, so I made such an inference. I believed too much in the weaknesses of human nature. In fact, human nature is sometimes very strong and warm."
Feng Shaomin nodded slowly, and the corners of his mouth curved up in a small arc. To Meng Siqi, this was a smile that comforted her.
His tone was also very relaxed: "You are right. We always have preconceived ideas in life. This is not the quality that we judicial personnel should have. I have this deficiency just like you. But Xiao Meng, Master also wants to tell you that you are not wrong. Everything is a continuous assumption, reversal, reassumption, reversal, and assumption again, until the moment of success."
"There is no single answer to criminal investigation. It is not an equation. If it were that simple, then all of us criminal investigators would just follow the formula. You know, there is no formula for solving a case, and criminals will not give you a formula. Criminal psychology is complex. If we can see through it all at once, then why do we need to keep exploring?"
"Believe that you are on the path of justice. The difficulties ahead are only temporary. The road ahead is full of light, but also full of thorns. Be brave and step forward. Make bold guesses and verify carefully!"
Feng Shaomin's tone was gentle and instructive, and at that moment, Meng Siqi could no longer control her emotions, and tears welled up in her eyes. She was very grateful to her master for enlightening her in this way, and the haze in her heart was completely dissolved at this moment.
There is no single answer in criminal investigation. If she does not explore and crack, and does not have that kind of indomitable self-confidence, then who dares to deny that the murderer is not in your shadow, laughing at you!
"Thank you, Master. I understand now. I am not wrong. I am just trying and failing. I am not wrong." Meng Siqi's tone was filled with gratitude and hesitation.
"Of course you are right. Believe in yourself, Disciple."
This was the first time that the master called her a disciple. Meng Siqi was even more moved and said "Thank you, Master" again.
"Don't think too much about this. I was just about to ask you about the case. You said you made a false judgment, so how did you deny that Ding Qian and the others were suspects?"
In fact, she did not completely deny the suspicion of Ding Qian and the others, but Meng Siqi felt that the picture gave her the most intuitive feeling that the murderer was someone else.
She couldn't say what she saw, but she also gave her guess: "Master, if Ding Qian and the others were the murderer, why did they leave that symbol? I remember you once said that adding unnecessary details will definitely reveal the truth. Ding Qian and the other two painstakingly set up the trap, and the scene was so perfect, would they go to such lengths to do this?"
"Well, your analysis is very good, but human nature is always complicated. Maybe Ding Qian and the others have determined that you would think this way? This may be the cleverness of the criminals. However," Feng Shaomin paused, "Master supports your opinion. From the current interrogation situation, the motives of the three of them are indeed insufficient. Even if they all have motives, when compared together, they seem to be untenable."
"Yes, Master, I thought so too. Maybe I didn't really interpret the symbol."
"That symbol? It must have some symbolic meaning. For now, if we can't really solve it, this case may come to a standstill. I've been thinking about this for the past two days. I may have to read Long Shanwen. Did I miss anything during my recent visit?"
Meng Siqi thought about it carefully. Most of the investigations on Long Shanwen were aimed at her husband, the neighbors around her, and her former colleagues at the textile factory. However, there was one place that she had not been to. She quickly said, "Long Shanwen's home. Because the crime scene was in a guesthouse, we never approached her home."
"Then go to her house and I'll go with you."
"Yes, Master."
The two walked towards the police car, and Meng Siqi said, "Master, let me drive. I can do it."
Feng Shaomin opened the driver's door and said, "It's okay. Take a rest."
Meng Siqi felt embarrassed for a moment, but her master had already gotten into the car, so she could only go around to the co-pilot.
In the car, Feng Shaomin was silent and stared intently out the window. As usual, Feng Shaomin was always serious when on the move, but eloquent when analyzing a case. This was the most intuitive impression he gave people. Perhaps in his life, he had a different kind of obsession and pursuit of criminal investigation.
Like her father, when they were on duty or receiving missions, they always looked serious and solemn. They were destined to be such people, people who would work hard for the criminal investigation career all their lives and take pride in it.
The car soon arrived at Long Shanwen's address. Shen Song had received a call in advance. In order to get the truth about his wife back, he had called the police station from time to time in the past few days. When he heard that the police were coming to visit today, he immediately drove home to greet them.
Meng Siqi and Feng Shaomin got out of the car, and Shen Song took the initiative to greet them, "Officer Feng, Officer Meng, you are finally here."
Shen Song is tall, about 1.8 meters tall, about 30 years old, with a strong and stable face, and also has some businessman's shrewdness.
Meng Siqi had visited him downstairs of his company last time. He had also been a person of Meng Siqi's suspicion, but he was not at the scene at the time. In addition, the autopsy report initially estimated that the murderer was between 1.6 and 1.7 meters tall based on the angle at which the murderer stabbed the weapon. Although it was not accurate, it was obvious that Ding Qian and the other two were closer in height.
Shen Song and Long Shanwen live in a two-story villa with a small garden outside the door and flowers and plants. Compared with the crowded apartment or rental house where Ding Qian and her friends live, their situation is indeed quite different.
Shen Song looked at the garden, which was almost unmaintained and desolate, and sighed: "This garden is usually taken care of by Shanwen. She is very simple and likes to grow flowers and plants and raise cats. Since she had the accident, the cat was sent to the pet store."
Judging from Shen Song's description, Long Shanwen is a kind-hearted person who loves life. It is hard to imagine that such a person would have enemies.
After opening the door, Meng Siqi saw the European-style decoration. The villa was not big and was suitable for a couple to live in. The furniture in the living room was arranged in an orderly manner. There was a wedding photo of the couple hanging on the wall. Long Shanwen in the photo was very beautiful and happy. It seemed that this was a family run by the host and hostess together.
There was only a living room, kitchen and shower room downstairs. Shen Song made some tea. He looked very easy-going and invited the two to look around.
Meng Siqi followed Feng Shaomin and walked around every corner downstairs, but there was no information worth paying attention to.
"Let's take a look at the bedroom." Feng Shaomin suggested.
"Okay. Please go upstairs." Shen Song took the lead and invited the two to go upstairs.
The wooden stairs made a clattering sound. Long Shanwen had passed by this place countless times. She had a privileged life, but she kept in frequent contact with her former poor friends. Were the words "exchanging good luck" that she said every birthday true, or were they just jokes?
In Meng Siqi's opinion, Long Shanwen didn't need to borrow luck from his friends who were in financial difficulties.
Therefore, those words could not be the motive for Ding Qian and the other two to commit murder. She was too rash in her judgment.
Going up to the second floor, Shen Song pushed open the door of the master bedroom. It was a south-facing room with excellent light. Entering the house, one felt comfortable and luxurious.
The room is decorated in pure European style, and the European style is particularly strong in the room. It seems that Long Shanwen likes this kind of refined and high-profile life.
There are women's closets, clothes hangers, and dressing tables in the house, all of which are pink and white in color, indicating that Long Shanwen has a protagonist status in this family, and that Shen Song's feelings for her are real.
She boasted to her peers about her wonderful life and how her husband took good care of her, and it seemed that she was not lying.
In the bedroom, various items were neatly arranged. In addition to a variety of high-end women's dresses and house robes hanging on the hangers, several exquisitely decorated photo frames also attracted Meng Siqi's attention.
There are photos of her and Shen Song here. Some of them look obviously younger, which shows that the time span is quite large.
But an inconspicuous photo frame on the table caught Meng Siqi's eyes.
The photo was probably about five inches in size and was framed in an ordinary wooden frame. The photo looked a little yellowed, and it was obviously taken a long time ago.
The reason she cared was because she had seen the same photos at Sun Yuanyuan's home.
The photo shows four girls. They are very young, no more than sixteen or seventeen years old. Some of them have pigtails and some have ponytails. There is a childish light in their eyes, as well as a kind of vague longing. They must have been looking forward to a better future life.
With just a casual glance, you can tell who is the most dazzling in the photo. Long Shanwenming looks more beautiful in the photo. Although she was very thin and her face was yellow at that time, it still couldn't conceal her beauty.
No wonder Ding Qian and the others said that Long Shanwen was very popular with boys in the factory at that time, and was even pursued by a leader. In that era when there was almost no makeup technology, Long Shanwen was undoubtedly a natural beauty.
However, when looking at this photo, Meng Siqi's eyes suddenly twitched, as if her eyeballs were gently pricked by something, and she quickly picked up the photo frame.
The four people in the photo frame are all wearing dark blue uniforms, which should be the uniform workers' uniforms in a textile factory. However, there is a very unclear logo on the chest.
She suddenly felt enlightened and overjoyed.
She excitedly handed the photo frame to Feng Shaomin, "Master, take a look."