Chapter 21
The criminal police quickly obtained the basic information of the deceased: Luo Hongmin, male, 55 years old, a native of Xiangcheng, is the legal representative and general manager of Huayu Group. Huayu Group was founded by Luo Hongmin. It mainly engages in children's online education and also does some real estate investment, with an annual turnover of more than 400 million yuan.
This piece of rural land was owned by Luo Hongmin's mother during her lifetime. After his mother died, for some unknown reason, the land was not taken back. Eight or nine years ago, he built his own villa here. According to the cleaning lady, Luo Hongmin would come here once or twice a week to fish, plant trees, enjoy farm life, and stay overnight. Sometimes Mrs. Luo and their daughter would also come here.
According to the preliminary judgment of the forensic doctor, Luo Hongmin had been dead for about a week. The murderer stabbed him six times in total. The murder weapon has been found, lying on the floor beside the bed. It was a Japanese kitchen knife. There was a complete set of the same knives in the kitchen, but this one was missing. It can be judged that the murderer took the murder weapon on the spot.
In addition to the fatal wound on the chest, there was also a circle of sharp cuts on the deceased's neck, but they were not deep. After comparison, it was found that they were caused by the same Japanese kitchen knife. There were multiple bruises on the victim's face, indicating that he had most likely been beaten before his death.
After hearing what the forensic doctor said, Chen Pu's two dark eyebrows frowned again and said, "This doesn't make sense."
Fang Kai: “What do you mean?”
As the two veterans discussed, the other detectives all pricked up their ears to listen. Li Qingyao was squatting in front of the safe, inspecting it, and turned around to look -
Chen Pu was wearing a black T-shirt and dark blue jeans today. Jeans would only make a man of average build look tight and solid, but he had long legs, so the jeans were a little loose on him, making his waist look even thinner. He has such a good figure, but his face is as solemn as an old cadre. He said, "It's okay for ordinary people. But the boss of a group was missing for a week, and no one noticed. In the end, it was the cleaning staff who came to clean the house regularly who called the police. Is this reasonable? There must be something wrong."
It's no wonder that Chen Pu is more sensitive to this than others. What he didn't say is that if it were his second brother, who holds the power of the group, even if he can't find the person for a day, at least the top management of the group will be in chaos.
Everyone nodded.
The on-site exploration soon produced the following results:
The latch of a window on the east side of the living room on the first floor was damaged and could not be locked.
There were many bloody footprints on the floor beside the bed in the master bedroom and in the cloakroom. There were also some blood stains on the safe. Three people's fingerprints were extracted from the safe.
There was also a trail of bloody footprints leading out of the master bedroom on the second floor, down the stairs, and all the way to the window on the first floor. There were two small pools of blood on the ground against the wall, and a few drops were also found on the windowsill. But there was no blood outside the house. Preliminary judgment is that the owner of the bloody footprints wore size 41, while the deceased wore size 43.
The ground around the house had been hardened, and one or two days before and after the death of the deceased, the weather was clear and the ground was dry, so no footprints were left.
There were several surveillance cameras installed in the yard, but because the villa was far away from other houses in the village, the network cable was pulled alone and had been cut off. As for the surveillance on the roads around the villa, it will take time to investigate.
Li Qingyao squatted by the pried-open window on the first floor, observing the bloodstains on the ground. When she stood up, she saw Chen Pu walking alone to the small hillside beside the house and entering the woods.
Li Qingyao pulled Yan Yong, who was taking notes, over and asked, "Where is Chen Pu?"
Yan Yong, the clever one, immediately said, "The boss must have a new idea. The exploration here is almost complete. Shall we go and take a look?"
Li Qingyao: "Okay, if you want to go, I'll accompany you."
The two followed Chen Pu's route and entered the forest.
Chen Pu was squatting among a clump of low fruit trees, checking the ground. Yan Yong's voice came from behind him: "Boss, what are you looking for?"
Chen Pu said without even looking up: "The injuries on the deceased's body are rather strange, tell me what you think."
Yan Yong never expected that he would be asked to answer a question just because he came to join in the fun. His face turned dark on the spot.
He tried hard to recall the deceased's condition. The cause of death was clear, the facts were clear, and there was nothing strange about it...
Hearing his hesitation, Chen Pu squatted and slowly moved forward, observing the ground inch by inch, and said, "I have said it many times, when looking at a body, don't just look at the superficial cause of death, don't just be satisfied with the general logical coherence. The truth is hidden in the details. You have to put yourself in the shoes of the person and think about it carefully, just like the fine noodles of Lanzhou ramen, and put yourself in the shoes of the time, place, people, and situation at that time bit by bit, and sort out the whole process, so that you can find the illogical points."
Li Qingyao had previously worked in a government agency, so he actually had very little practical experience. She had learned detective theory in the police academy, but when Chen Pu put it in such plain words, combined with the case environment they were in, she felt as if everything had suddenly become clear. She couldn't help but look at him again. The loose black T-shirt made his shoulders look even broader. Beads of sweat had formed on his neck, and the lines of his shoulder blades and spine were faintly visible. I have to admit that Chen Pu looks much more likable when he gets into work mode than when he’s trying to be a big brother.
Chen Pu probably gave up on treating Yan Yong and began to answer his own questions: "The deceased was 1.75 meters tall and relatively strong. Although there were marks of beating on his face, there were no signs of struggle on his body or in the room, and even the bed sheets were not messed up. In other words, the deceased was lying on the bed, and the murderer tied his hands and feet without any resistance.
There are two possibilities for this situation to happen: one, the deceased was sleeping very soundly; two, the deceased was willing to be tied up by the murderer. Judging from the murderer's crime process as reflected by the traces at the scene, the second possibility is very small.
In the first case, even if the crime occurred late at night, there is no guarantee that the deceased was soundly asleep. Therefore, the murderer must need an angle to observe and confirm. ”
Yan Yong was still thinking about what "from the murderer's crime process reflected by the traces at the scene, the second possibility is small", when Li Qingyao's mind had already moved -
Yes, from where they were standing, they could just see the window of the master bedroom. When she entered the master bedroom just now, she noticed that the curtains were only half drawn. The deceased was old. Many older people, unlike young people, do not like to draw the curtains tightly when they go to bed. They wake up early and like good ventilation, so they almost never close the windows or draw the curtains when they go to bed - her father was like that.
Chen Pu was still searching, and continued, "The murderer must have been waiting for quite some time. If we can find half a cigarette butt or something, we'll make a killing." His eyes suddenly lit up, and he put his hands on the ground, lowered his head and looked closely, and said, "We found half a footprint, go get someone to take a picture."
Yan Yong let out an "ah" and turned and ran away without paying any attention to Li Qingyao.
Chen Pu stared at the soft soil next to the tree roots.
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