Chapter 122

The border of S province, Tongshan.

Yan Yan got off the bus late at night and slept in a bed in the duty room of the county public security bureau. When dawn broke the next day, Gou Li, the chief forensic doctor, finally arrived with the technical team. As soon as it was dawn, a few people yawned and beat their spirits, and followed the only Santana police car in the police station swaying up the mountain.

Qi Sihao's frenzied brain may have been awakened by the freezing cold in the mountains, and he repeatedly said that he could stay at the local police station and wait for them to come down the mountain to meet. Although Gou Li didn't understand why the captain of the Qi branch of Gongzhou appeared here, he was very envious that Qi Sihao could stay at the foot of the mountain to make a fire, and he could not wait to exchange with the other party.

"I have such a thick layer of fat all over my body. I have been raising and serving them deliciously throughout the spring, summer and autumn, and as a result, they rewarded me like this! I hate less when I get fat!" The blanket shrunk in the car: "Old Yan!"

Yan Yan sat smoking by the open car door: "Why?"

"It's really not cold for you to wear this?!"

Yan Yan was wearing a police scarf uniformly distributed by the Public Security Bureau. The dark gray slim-fit trench coat was very valuable at first sight. The elegant tailoring outlined a sturdy figure. It's big, so the cold resistance index is different."

Gou Li: "..."

Outside the car window is the steep and precipitous winter jungle. The on-site technical team, local police, forest public security and more than a dozen police dogs scattered in a hurry, and went deep into the mountain road in all directions to search.

"I've always had a question," Gou used his butt to move closer and gestured to the distance: "You said that our country is so big, and there are so many high-risk unstable floating populations like Teng Wenyan; if any criminal kills someone , if the body is thrown into the remote mountain and old forest, as long as no one confesses it for ten or eight years, will it never be found?"

Yan Yan glanced at him strangely: "How come?"

Gou Li returned an innocent stare.

"No matter how unstable the floating population is, there will always be social connections. As long as there are traces left, someone will inevitably find out if they are missing. Besides, if the body is thrown away, ordinary people in the remote mountains and forests in the true sense cannot go there at all. There are restrictions on means of transportation and manpower. Objective conditions such as corpse corruption and corpse corruption will form all-round constraints." Yan Yan held the cigarette between his fingers and pointed to the jungle where the dogs barked in the distance: "Even if a criminal group with money, people, and firepower like a drug trafficking organization, , it is absolutely impossible to throw the corpse without a trace. Look at the place where we are now, although it is indeed relatively biased, it cannot be regarded as a primitive jungle at all."

Gouli hummed thoughtfully.

"The rut marks of the off-road convoy, the great damage to the trees on the ground, and the witnessing memories of local residents... The more corpses are thrown into the mountains and forests, the more traceable clues are left." Yan Yan threw the cigarette butt under his feet and followed Crush the feet: "There is no real crime without traces. It only depends on how much police force is invested and what stage of development of criminal investigation technology."

As if to confirm his words, the car's walkie-talkie suddenly rattled, and the two turned their heads at the same time.

"Attention to all groups, attention to all groups!" The voice of the on-site trace inspector came from the channel: "A large-scale man-made destruction of vegetation was found in the search area of ​​No. 012 at 600 meters from three o'clock. Repeat, search area No. 012. The situation is found at a distance of 600 meters at three o'clock, please keep up! Finished."

Yan Yan and Gou Li looked at each other and copied the phone: "Understood, I'll keep up!"

The morning mist in the woods slowly dissipated, and the sky finally passed through the treetops, illuminating the gray forest hills. The police car was parked under the hillside not far away, and several local policemen surrounded the middle of the open space with shovels, struggling to excavate the soil covered with half-rotted leaves.

"Yes, yes!" I don't know who suddenly called out: "Where's the forensic doctor, call Director Gou over here!"

A corner of the fabric was faintly exposed in the pit, the shovel stopped immediately, and Gou Li rushed over with two trainee forensic doctors. At this time, he couldn't care about the cold anymore. He took the shovel and squatted in the pit with his own hands, slowly digging out the hard objects under the floating soil. After a few shovels, a skeletonized hand suddenly appeared in the crowd. in sight.

"Be careful! Lift it out gently!"

"one two Three!"

After the grievance of not seeing the sun for three whole years, the two corpses were finally pulled out one after another and exposed in broad daylight.

I don't know if it was like this in life or deliberately after death, Teng Wenyan and Wang Rui lay flat on the plastic sheet hand in hand, their bodies covered with mud, their hollow skeletons staring directly at the gloomy sky. The clothes they were wearing had been damaged beyond recognition. Only Wang Rui's shirt could barely be seen to be blue. Teng Wenyan was wearing a round-neck dress of an indistinguishable color, and on his feet were rotten and tattered sneakers.

After the criminal camera took the pictures, Gou Li asked people to lay out a survey board, and asked all non-technical personnel to stand far away from the pit and not come in. Then they put on a new pair of gloves and took the forensic case brought by the assistant. First, Squatted beside Wang Rui's body and checked for a moment.

"The victim's head was beaten, and the occipital part of the corpse's skull has both concentric circles and radioactive fracture lines, which are typical features of concave comminuted fractures. The center point of the concentric circles is very clear, and there is no staggered truncation between the radiation rays, and they extend all the way at the same time. To the top of the head; therefore, it is preliminarily concluded that the murder weapon should be a stone or metal blunt weapon, and there is only one blow."

Gou Li signaled his assistant forensic doctor to help him turn the body over, and after a while, he raised his head and said, "Although there were also fractures of the spinous processes of the C6 to T1 vertebral bodies, it should have been caused by the victim falling on his back when he was pushed into the pit, and the direct cause of death was the skull. Brain Injury."

While he was doing the inspection, the assistant quickly recorded. There were so many people at the autopsy site, but no one moved or spoke except for the birds in the forest.

"The murderer's attitude towards the victim was quite rude. After hitting the skull, he immediately pushed it into the pit. Either he was very confident that the victim was killed on the spot, or he didn't care about the possibility of being buried alive." Gou Li stood up and exhaled: "All in all, it is a Killed, the murderer was cruel and cold-blooded and had great arm strength. Judging from the length of the feet and the length of the shin bone, the victim was 1.723 meters tall when he was alive, and then the height of the murderer should be calculated from the angle of the blow to be... um..."

"Less than 1.85 meters, about 80 kilograms, he is a rare person with both hands." Yan Yan said lightly.

Gou Li said "Huh?" "How do you know?"

Yan Yan's eyes were gloomy and he didn't answer.

Not only did he know, but he also dealt with the perpetrator three times.

Seeing that he didn't want to say anything, Gou Li shrugged and stopped asking. He walked to Teng Wenyan's corpse and knelt down halfway. He first took a sample of the soil and fabric attached to the corpse for preservation, and suddenly let out a small murmur.

"What's wrong?"

"...very clean, too clean."

The local police at the scene did not understand, and they all showed confusion.

"The skull is intact, and the possibility of being hit is ruled out; the hyoid bone and thyroid cartilage are intact, and it is not strangled. The ribs, long bones, pelvis... and even the spinous process bones are not significantly damaged." Gou Li looked at Teng Wenyan's body and said suspiciously. : "She was not roughly pushed down the pit like the male victims, but was carefully transported to the bottom of the pit and gently laid flat on the ground."

The assistant couldn't help but ask, "What was the cause of death?"

Gou used pliers to carefully remove the attachments, and gestured to the brows of the corpse: "Here."

The assistant was stunned - the round hole was clearly a bullet hole.

"The way the murderer kills the female victim, and the way he handles the body is completely different from the way he treats the male victim, all show a clear emotional connection." Gou Li shook his head and said, "It's really weird, probably the weirdest mentality I've ever seen. The murderer is in the top three."

It's not weird at all, Yan Yan thought to himself, but there was no emotion on his face.

For K of Spades, the executed male figure projected himself—the one he hated, regretted, and hoped to eliminate, and the executioner was Jiang Ting's stand-in in his youth.

He carefully selected beautiful and outstanding girls to perform dramas that filled his heart, and it was normal to have an emotional connection with the actor who played Jiang Ting, even for a failed stand-in like Teng Wenyan.

But the most crucial question has not been answered: why did you choose Teng Wenyan?

At what point does this shampoo girl with only elementary school culture overlap with the image of Jiang Ting in the heart of Spades K?

"How about Lao Yan?" Gou Li raised his voice and asked, "What do you say now?"

Yan Yan came back to his senses: "Do you have any clues around with the trace inspection, preferably the bullet casings left at the bottom of the pit, etc. I'll go back to the car and call the bureau to report."

Gou Li waved his hand.

Maybe there were a lot of calls with Bureau Lu during this time. Recently, the contacts pulled down are all the extension numbers of the director's office. Yan Yan didn't think much about it. This task was handed down by Director Lu personally. Now it's nothing to report to him directly. He just dialed it out. Who would have guessed that it was transferred to the voicemail after the long blind tone.

"?" Yan Yan thought for a while, then turned to the secretariat and asked, "Is Zhang Mi there?"

Zhang Mi is the first secretary of the Lu Bureau. For some reason, the on-duty staff who answered the phone sounded a little nervous and said, "Zhang Mi... Zhang Mi has something to do."

"What about Bureau Lu?"

"Officer Lu didn't come today."

not coming?

Yan Yan was a little stunned, and asked, "Officer Lu went out for a meeting? When are you going back to the office?"

"No, I don't know." The other end of the phone stammered for a while, and then asked, "Is there anything urgent for Team Yan, do I have to say it right now?"

In fact, it was common for Director Lu to go out to a meeting with a secretary, but for some reason, a certain nerve in Yan Yan's mind moved slightly, and an inexplicable panic gradually spread up.

"...No, it's nothing." He coughed and said, "I'll call you later."

The operator on the other side hung up immediately.

Yan Xun sat alone in the car for a while, rubbing the phone repeatedly, feeling a little uneasy. Gou Li and the others could be seen busy around the pit through the car window. The police dog was being dragged by the police, and no one noticed it for the time being.

He hesitated for a moment, then sent a WeChat message to Jiang Ting:

【are you awake? what did you eat? 】

A few minutes passed, but Jiang Ting didn't hear back.

"Old Yan-! There is a discovery!" Gou Li stood up straight and waved to the police car from a distance.

Yan Yan looked at the time, it was less than nine o'clock in the morning, maybe Jiang Ting hadn't woken up yet.

He exhaled, deleted the WeChat message just now, put the phone back in his pocket, and got out of the car door.

"Mineral water bottle." Gou Li stretched out his stomach and akimbo, with fine sweat on his forehead. Standing at the bottom of the pit, he lifted up an empty plastic bottle that was covered in dirt and turned yellow, and shook it at Yan Yun: " Sure enough! The 'signature' of a repeat murderer may be late, but it won't be late—alas!"

Although he sighed, the local police did not know the details of the June 19 serial kidnapping case, and they were very surprised when they looked at the empty water bottle. Gou Li didn't explain much, put the plastic bottle in the evidence bag and signaled to the assistant to save it, and continued: "There is no warhead, no bullet casing, the forest weather and humidity have caused great damage to the scene, and no footprints and creatures with identification value have been found. The materials are checked. There is no way to do it. Come and help me lift the bones up, and do further autopsy when we go down the mountain. "

The local police station responded quickly, and several people went down. Yan Yan took off his jacket and tucked up his cuffs, and also put on gloves and shoe covers to go down the pit, and instructed the police to lift up Teng Wenyan's corpse as much as possible by holding the corners of the plastic sheet.

slam-la-

As soon as the plastic sheet moved, the dust and sand rustled down, Yan Yan's eyes fell unconsciously on the clothes on the surface of the corpse, and suddenly the whole person was stunned: "Wait."

The police didn't hear him and kept walking.

"Wait! Stop!" Yan Yan shouted, "Put her down!"

Everyone turned their heads one after another. The police were taken aback and at a loss, they put the plastic sheet back on the ground.

Gou Li came over and said, "What's the matter with you, Lao Yan? - Hey! What are you doing!"

Yan Yan was about to turn over the corpse when he got started, but Gou Li pulled him away and almost slapped him head-on: "You're going to die! What do you want!"

"Turn her over for me, quick!"

Gou Li didn't know the reason at all, but seeing Yan Yan's stern brows, he immediately asked the assistant forensic doctor to come over and carefully turn over the broken bones, exposing his back.

When Yan Yan got back to the car and called on the phone, Gou Li had already glanced at the back of the corpse. After cleaning the floating soil on the surface, only the dry and condensed mud remained. Therefore, after the corpse was turned over, the back of the clothes was exposed to the public. , and Yan Yan's eyes suddenly tightened——

Teng Wenyan was wearing a two-piece dress. The top was light-colored with round neck and short sleeves. The fabric on the back was printed with a light red pattern that was almost indistinguishable.

——It was a semicircle covering the horizontal line, and a few red lines faintly radiated from the semicircle.

Even to the most associative adults, this is just a child's sketch of the rising sun. However, at the same time as his eyes touched, Yan Yan suddenly closed his eyes, and another identical undershirt appeared in his mind - the children's blood clothes left at the scene after Ajie sniped at the 502 anti-drug scene.

The clothes Jiang Zing wore in the orphanage.

"What's wrong with you, Lao Yan, have you found out?"

Yan Yan's chest rose and fell slightly and rapidly under his shirt. He waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, took a few pictures of the corpse, and then walked up to the pit without saying a word. Gou Li was quite worried, so he chased after him and asked loudly, "Are you alright, hello!"

"I'm going to make a call to confirm." Yan Yan said hoarsely, "You guys are busy first."

The buzzing doubts and discussions soon went away. Yan Yan's brain was coquettish. When he walked to the distant police car, he touched the mobile phone. It was almost a conditional reflex.

Do you know that Teng Wenyan is from the same orphanage with you?

Where did the orphanage's information that was kidnapped with Bienn Ka, how much can you recall the information of the orphanage?

Countless doubts turned into the sharp blade of tearing the brain ditch. However, the screen of the mobile phone just displayed out, and the dialing sound was not sounded. Yan Yan was suddenly awake by the pain of the forehead, and suddenly he hung up.

The air seemed to be frozen with ice. don't know how long it took, the noise and footsteps of the crowd penetrated, and gradually came from a distance.

Yan Yan lowered his sharp eyes, his eyes were cold, staring at himself on the surface of the mobile phone screen.

For a long time, his throat knotted, turned on the phone again, and called Ma Xiang from the WeChat list:

"Help me check whether there is an orphanage near the Tongshan area of ​​province in 20 years," Yan Yan pressed the voice message key and said lowly: "After finding it, send me the detailed address to me."

The victim's bones who were injusted for three years were lifted out of the pits, wrapped them, and prepared to load the car and went down the mountain. Gou Li tirelessly commanded the new internship forensic to keep his strength balanced, as much as possible, and then moved the bones in the back compartment of the car.

The assistant rushed to the smoke: "Gou head, your phone rang!"

"After how many times, add children to the sound!" Gou Li took off his glove and picked up the phone: "Hey, Wei Bureau?"

The call signal in this place is very average, and the background opposite is very noisy. Gou Li walked a few steps around the open space. Then I heard Vice -Bureau said in the mobile phone and asked, "Are you alone? Yan Yan is not by your side. ? "

Gou Li looked out, and saw Yan Yan standing more than ten meters away, and his eyebrows were locked down, and he didn't know who was sending text messages.

"Where is it, I'll call him?" Gou Li carried his feet and walked there inadvertently.

"What?"

The Vice Bureau of Wei took a deep breath to stabilize the abnormal tone:

"You remember it for me. I don't allow Yan Yan to say what I said below. Don't let him know anything before returning to the city bureau."

"In my hospital now, there is an accident in Lu."

Gou Li's eyelids are jumping for a while!

"Lu Bao was attacked near the Yanjia community. Because of the remote nearby at the time of the incident, he was dragged to the police until the early morning of this morning. All of us are now in the hospital and just separated from the danger."

"..." Gou Li trembled as soon as he opened his lips: "Who did it?!"

In the corridor of the hospital, Vice Vice Bureau looked at the open ward door. Several experts of the Criminal Investigation Criminal Team of the Provincial Department and Yu Zhu of the municipal bureau were surrounded by the hospital bed. can't hide the anxiety.

Lv Tuan seemed to be aging overnight overnight. He was also wearing oxygen masks on the swollen face, and exhaled a white breath every time he emitted: "... I saw his face, no ... absolutely no no ... absolutely no no ... Issue mistakes ... "

There was a cough out of his chest, and everyone screamed. Several experts were white: "Who is it? Who is it?!"

"Huh, Huh, Huh ..." Lu Weigan gasped and barely hoarsely: "It is Gongzhou, the one who died of anti -drug death in Gongzhou-"

"That river stop."

Time suddenly stopped, the pointer retreated quickly, and returned to ten hours ago

The world is full of rustling, and the remote back alley does not see five fingers in the rainy night. The vehicles passing by in the distance, the blurred lights flickered, and the shiny puddle was instantly stepped on.

Jiang Po's black coat rose with the footsteps, and the cold and white face was blocked under the black umbrella. When he walked, he only listened to "Dangxiao!"

The folding knife he often carried with him was thrown by the trash tank, and the blade fell to the ground. A trace of blood slowly opened with the dirty water, flowing towards the sewer not far away.