Chapter 26
"Chen Pu, come here." Someone shouted on the hillside.
Chen Pu was meeting a witness, and his colleague called him specifically, which must be an important discovery. He glanced at Li Qingyao, and Li Qingyao nodded. Then he turned around and ran up the slope.
"Are you together?" Xiang Siling suddenly asked in a hoarse voice.
Li Qingyao looked at her and didn't answer.
"You should choose Luo Huaizheng." Xiang Siling said to herself, "He still loves you. He is better than anyone else."
"You still have the time to mind other people's business?" Li Qingyao said calmly, "It seems you are not scared."
Xiang Siling's expression was still empty: "Even if someone points a gun at my head, I will still care about things related to Luo Huaizheng."
Li Qingyao stopped answering her, and instead looked directly at her and said, "Xiang Siling, you helped us once, and helped Luo Huaizheng. What you did before was of no benefit to you, but you did it anyway. If you help us again this time, and tell us everything you saw truthfully - both times, you can strive to make it count as meritorious service, do you understand what I mean?"
Xiang Siling raised his eyes and looked into her eyes.
Xiang Siling was not thinking about whether she had made any contribution or not. Her thoughts drifted a little far away - if she said that the Li Qingyao she saw when they met again a few months ago was cold and gloomy, and there was even a hint of hypocrisy in his smile. At this moment, the person looking at her with extremely clear and determined eyes was very similar to the tall and straight girl like a white crane in her memory seven years ago. That was also the person Xiang Siling had envied and admired for many years.
What made Li Qingyao change and find himself again?
Was it that Luo Huaizheng's injustice was finally vindicated, and that finally resolved the seven-year knot in her heart? Or the man who just stood next to her?
"Then don't change it anymore." Xiang Siling said softly.
Li Qingyao didn't understand what was going on, but Xiang Siling had already lowered her head, hugged the sleeping child tightly in her arms, and said, "Don't worry, I will tell you everything I see."
Li Qingyao had no intention of talking to Xiang Siling alone. She was too important to the case and had to be properly guarded and taken back to the bureau for careful interrogation. Not long after, two colleagues came over and took Xiang Siling and her daughter, who were not injured, back to the police station. Li Qingyao went up the hill to find Chen Pu.
Chen Pu stood next to Qian Chengfeng's car and took an evidence bag from Yan Yong. Inside was a thousand paper cranes folded from white paper, with faint traces of blood.
Chen Pu carefully took out the paper cranes and opened it. It looked like an ordinary A4 printer paper. The words on it were all written in blood. The handwriting was very twisted and sloppy, with different sizes and trembling strokes:
[I am a beast and don’t deserve to live in this world.] Even if I die, I cannot atone for my sins. 】
Chen Pu carefully flipped through the page and found no other marks. He raised his eyes and looked at Yan Yong: "Where did you find it?"
Yan Yong answered: "At first, I found a little blood on one of the windshield wipers. I was wondering how it got there, so I asked the forensic team to come and take a sample. Later, I searched in the bushes and just found this about 20 meters away from the car. Look..." He folded the paper back into a thousand paper cranes and pointed to an extra crease on the crane: "Does it look like it was caused by the windshield wiper?"
Chen Pu walked to the car and clamped the paper cranes between the wipers, and they found that the traces completely overlapped. In other words, someone left this "suicide note" here, which doesn't look like a suicide note. Later it might have been blown away by the wind. But that person might not care, because the police would definitely conduct a thorough search of the surrounding area and there was no way they would miss the paper crane.
At this time, Li Qingyao came running over. Ding Guoqiang received the news and came over with a few people. After reading the paper cranes, Ding Guoqiang was silent for a while and said, "Keep your mouths shut. Don't say a word about the case! Just do what you need to do. Wait for my notification for the next tasks!"
After saying that, he took out his phone and left in a hurry.
Li Qingyao heard Zhou Yangxin whisper beside him: "Fuck, this is a big deal, a serial killer! I didn't expect that I would really encounter one in this lifetime!"
Li Qingyao just remembered that there was also a son of Criminal Minds here.
Even though Li Qingyao only had a general understanding of criminal psychology, he had been instilled with a concept by countless film and television dramas - criminal psychology is particularly effective in defeating serial killers. She was also curious and patted Zhou Yangxin's arm: "What do you think? Do you want to make a profile portrait?"
Zhou Yangxin's old face was rarely red, and he said, "Do you think I'm a computer? How can I be that fast? I... cough, I'm still in the stage of collecting information."
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After completing the on-site exploration and protection work, the main force of the criminal police team followed Ding Guoqiang back to the bureau.
On the way back, Li Qingyao and Chen Pu were in the same car.
It was not the first time that Li Qingyao noticed that whenever a case occurred, Chen Pu's entire temperament changed. His usual laid-back, silly air of letting her do whatever she wanted was gone, and he no longer had the heart to tease her. He sat there driving, his back like a strong bow, always kept slightly tense; his face was gloomy, his eyebrows and eyes were sharp, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his bones. His elbows were sometimes resting on the steering wheel, and one hand was resting on his mouth or chin, which meant that he couldn't help thinking about the case again. This man seemed to be covered with an invisible armor all over his body, ready to jump out at any time, running, chasing, and fighting at full speed.
Li Qingyao's mind was also occupied by this case. However, even though she was immersed in the case, she remained relaxed. She sat in the passenger seat, crossed her legs, folded her arms across her chest, and took out the wet wipes she carried with her 24-hour carrier. She wiped her ten fingers again, not wanting to leave any blood or dirt. Finally, she unscrewed the bottle of tea that Chen Pu bought for her in the morning and took a sip, then unscrewed his bottle and handed it to her.
Chen Pu was about to take it, but he reacted instantly and didn't reach out. Instead, he drank from her hand and said, "Thank you."
Li Qingyao put down the tea and said, "Do you also think it was done by the same person?"
"Yeah, what do you think?"
"The scene of Qian Chengfeng's death does have several important similarities with the scene of Liu Huaixin's death: First, the scene was very clean, and the murderer had a strong sense of anti-detection, leaving no hair, fingerprints, or blood. Second, I think that in both cases, the murderer had a high degree of control over the deceased. He was able to force two adult men to leave suicide notes and die by slitting their wrists, but there were not many signs of a struggle. There was no struggle in the Liu Huaixin case, which is not simple. Third, although the contents of the suicide notes are different, the styles are very similar. It can be judged that the contents of the suicide notes were all specified by the murderer; fourth, all of them died by slitting their wrists, which is also very rare in homicide. The murderer must have a special intention."
Chen Pu said: "Yes, the idea is very clear, it seems that you follow me."
Li Qingyao glanced at him calmly: "Why don't you follow me?"
"Yes, yes, of course I'll follow your instructions." As he spoke to her, the lively and gentle Chen Pushai seemed to come back.
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