Chapter 6 Chapter 6 Just a Child
Most of the people who run barbecue stalls in Longxinggang City are Chinese.
The barbecue stall's stove is two meters long. There is a big umbrella next to the stove. Under the umbrella is a foam box, which is filled with today's stock.
At this moment, the barbecue stall was surrounded by three layers of people.
Wu Yuanqing ran out quickly and cleared the people at the scene first.
Of course they didn't want to leave because of such a curious thing. Even if the smell went straight to their heads, they had to press their heads back and continue watching.
The barbecue stall owner was so scared that his legs went limp. He was now sitting on the ground, his hands still moving backwards.
There were dark oil stains under the oven, and the boss's hands were scratched black.
Wu Yuanqing glanced at the boss and said, "Don't you know how to clean up after setting up your stall? Just sit down there yourself."
Ruan Feng: “…”
Their new detective is quite good at grasping the key points.
Wu Yuanqing took out the remaining meat from the foam box.
The skewers were packed in plastic bags, with a transparent plastic bag at the bottom. The plastic bag tightly wrapped around a face, which was flattened. However, the victim did not close his eyes before dying, so his eyeballs appeared bulging.
Wu Yuanqing picked up the bag, and a sound of vomiting followed. The sound was quite rhythmic, rising and falling.
Wu Yuanqing turned around and saw that all the onlookers, including Ruan Feng and Nata, were finding the wall to hold on to and vomit.
Wu Yuanqing: "..., your Ninglan Country's police department doesn't handle homicide cases?"
It's just a corpse, what's so scary about it?
He turned around and saw Sang Baiyu coming out with a schoolbag on his back.
Wu Yuanqing hid the head behind his back and said with a stern face, "Children can't see it. Go back and stay here first. I'll take you home later."
Sang Baiyu said: "I'm not a child, I'm already in junior high school."
Wu Yuanqing: “?”
Aren’t junior high school students just little brats?
Sang Baiyu was spinning around looking for the head, while Wu Yuanqing was spinning around to hide. "Children will have nightmares if they see this! Close your eyes! Go back to the office!"
Sang Baiyu stopped suddenly, and while Wu Yuanqing was still turning, she grabbed his hand and bent down to look.
The face was facing him, its eyeballs bulging, larger than a normal person's. Its nose and mouth seemed flat, and its expression was one of terror, as if it had witnessed the most terrifying scene of its life before dying.
Wu Yuanqing's heart was lifted.
It's bad enough that he scares adults to tears, but he also has to comfort children, and he's not good at comforting children.
When his daughter was five years old, he gave her an exercise book, and his daughter cried for several days.
What a thoughtful gift, especially expensive, how could I not like it?
But Sang Baiyu didn't cry. Not only did she not cry, she studied it for a moment, then leaned forward to smell it, so close that she couldn't even fit her hand in.
Seeing this scene, Nata and Ruan Feng, who had just finished vomiting, went back to vomit again.
Nata: "Is that child normal?!"
Ruan Feng: "...That should be it, courage?"
Wu Yuanqing's mouth opened to the size of a watermelon.
Ruan Feng came over, his breath still unsteady as he spoke, "Xiaoyu, aren't you afraid?"
Sang Baiyu straightened up and said with a smile, "There's nothing to be afraid of..."
She looked up and saw Wu Yuanqing's face filled with shock and horror.
Sang Baiyu: "..."
She hid behind Ruan Feng, "Sister, this is so scary."
Wu Yuanqing: “?”
"Who are you afraid of?!"
The head was taken back to the police station by Wu Yuanqing.
The identity of the deceased is unknown. He looks to be a Ninglan national, with thin cheeks and is about thirty years old.
The barbecue stall owner skewered the meat at home in the morning and opened the stall in the afternoon. He didn't notice anything unusual until the meat was almost gone.
What’s funny is that the police station doesn’t even have a decent forensic doctor. Above the city, there is the prefecture, so we have to wait for the prefecture to coordinate and send a forensic doctor to perform an autopsy.
The corpse can be frozen several times over and over again.
"No wonder the case-solving rate is so low," Wu Yuanqing said, "By the time the government coordinates the forensic doctor to come, most of the clues will be lost."
Ruan Feng's face was filled with worry. "Yeah, it wastes too much time."
"There's nothing we can do about it," Nata said, wanting to be lazy. "Just wait."
If you keep waiting, the clues will disappear. If they disappear, there is no need to solve the case. That's a good thing.
He had gone out to visit households before, and had to go into every household on a street to check, which was very tiring.
Wu Yuanqing and Ruan Feng looked over at the same time.
Nata: “…”
He raised his arms and shouted, "Give justice to the deceased! Give the family the truth!"
Ruan Feng rolled his eyes at him and said to Wu Yuanqing, "Xiaoyu just kept saying it wasn't this one. She seems to know something. Why don't we ask her?"
Sang Baiyu was taken into the office again.
They were supposed to go to the interrogation room, but Wu Yuanqing took the child to a relatively bright environment considering that he might be scared.
Ruan Feng asked, "Captain Wu, do you really think she will be scared?"
Wu Yuanqing: “…”
Sang Baiyu liked the police station very much, especially the uncles and sisters who invited her to barbecue. She wanted to help and told them everything she knew. "The murderer must have come into contact with the deceased, but the smell is different from that on Sister Ruan Feng. There is no residual smell of explosives on the head. There must be two victims, perhaps two murders."
Wu Yuanqing asked curiously, "What taste are you talking about?"
"It's the smell," Sang Baiyu asked curiously, "Uncle, don't you smell it?"
Wu Yuanqing: “?”
He looked at Ruan Feng, and Ruan Feng shook his head.
Looking at Nata again, she seemed to be about to fall asleep.
Wu Yuanqing kicked him in the butt. Nata stood up and yelled, "Don't run, little thief!"
The office was silent.
Nata came to his senses and said passionately: "See, I dream about catching thieves!"
Sang Baiyu: "..."
The police officers don't all seem very trustworthy.
Wu Yuanqing shook his head and said, "Forget it. You're still a child after all. I asked you to come here today because I wanted to check on the jade shop. Ruan Feng, send her back first. Tell the family to pay attention to her mood and not let this matter affect her."
Wu Yuanqing felt a little regretful. He had actually had a little more expectation for Sang Baiyu's words just now.
But children are children, and junior high school students are at the rebellious age, so few of their words can be believed.
"You really can't smell it?" Sang Baiyu was disappointed. "I thought the police were very powerful, but they're not like us in China."
Wu Yuanqing: “…”
No, why is this kid talking nonsense and making him angry?
Wu Yuanqing stood up and said, "Nata, bring the owner of the barbecue stall here for questioning. Confirm the identity of the deceased as soon as possible and investigate his interpersonal relationships."
"As for his identity..." Sang Baiyu said, "He might be an addict. The smell is obvious. Longxinggang City has many channels for this stuff, so we can start from that aspect."
Ruan Feng was a little confused when he heard this.
Wu Yuanqing gets a headache when he hears the "smell theory." How can someone identify a murderer in a crowd by smell? Even Hong Kong and Taiwan TV dramas wouldn't dare portray it that way.
He waved his hand, "Take her away."
Sang Baiyu finally understood that the police officers really didn't have this ability and they didn't believe her.
She had to rephrase her explanation. "He's not very old, but his face is sunken, with extremely dark circles under his eyes and almost no flesh on his face. He's not a workhorse who needs to work late every day. With this appearance, the possibility of him taking drugs is quite high. It's worth checking."
Wu Yuanqing: “…”
Staying up late every day, working like a slave...
What about calling him a beast of burden?
"Besides, you were looking for the cellar before, right? The smell of a murderer is different from that of an ordinary person. He used a weapon, and there was blood. His emotions seemed different too, but I can't tell right now. I smelled a similar smell at school. Sister Ruan Feng, have you been to school?"
Ruan Feng racked his brains to recall, "I have never been to Pingxiang Middle School."
Wu Yuanqing: "Look, are you still talking nonsense?"
Ruan Feng: "But I did meet a few students, but I don't know any of them."
Sang Baiyu put his hands on his hips proudly and said, "See, I'm not talking nonsense."
Wu Yuanqing: “…”
He looked at Sang Baiyu suspiciously, somewhat confused about the situation.
Sang Baiyu said, "Show me the anonymous letter. Maybe I can find the person who wrote it."
Ruan Feng pondered, "If you really can smell, the anonymous letter must have left a lot of his scent, maybe you can really find it."
Sang Baiyu nodded repeatedly.
As a traditional criminal police officer, Wu Yuanqing couldn't accept this statement, "Are you also fooling around?"
Sang Baiyu stood up and walked out without saying hello.
Wu Yuanqing said helplessly: "Junior high school students are like this, rebellious, it's hard to figure them out."
The next second, he heard the unfathomable cry of a middle school student, "Brother, I don't know what I did wrong. The police officer inside arrested me and asked me to explain the situation at home... But I'm just a child, I really don't know. He's so scary, can you take me away?"
Wu Yuanqing: “…”
He leaped up and flew to Sang Baiyu's side, dragged her back to the office, and said with an apologetic smile, "The child is having a temper. It's okay, it's nothing serious."
Wu Yuanqing closed the office door.
Sang Baiyu was smiling, how could she look like she was crying?
Wu Yuanqing: "?! Are you kidding me?"
Sang Baiyu curled his lips and was about to leave again, "Brother, I'm just a child..."
Wu Yuanqing grabbed Sang Baiyu's collar and said angrily, "Give me the anonymous letter!!"
The anonymous letter was not handwritten; all the words were cut out from newspapers and pieced together.
The paper was ordinary, there was no postmark or stamp on the envelope, and there was no clue to prove its identity.
Sang Baiyu smells from left to right, and from right to left.
Is it her?
The author has something to say:
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When nothing happens
Sang Baiyu: Don’t treat me as a child, I’m not a child anymore.
When something happens
Sang Baiyu: I'm just a child...
Wu Yuanqing: I hate all children [roll eyes]
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