Chapter 11 Vendetta?
"My king, I saw the crime with my own eyes, why do you want to execute me!" The handsome boy in ancient costume and a wig stood on the stage and waved his long sleeves exaggeratedly.
The king of performances was a fat man who looked naive. He sat on the seat above. The majestic scene seemed a little out of place because of his appearance.
There was a burst of laughter from the audience, and some students even whistled and shouted at the fat man to get off the stage.
"My king, please say something!" The boy saw the fat man's nervousness, and quickly moved in front of the fat man, constantly winking at him.
"Then... that is, drag... drag this treacherous minister away and chop him off!" The fat man raised his head with a nervous look on his face and began to stutter uncontrollably.
There was another burst of laughter from the audience. This time, even the actor dressed as a soldier and responsible for pulling the torture platform prop lowered his head for fear of laughing out loud.
The actors cooperated well and dragged the boy to the execution platform. After putting on the collar, the special fake knife on the top of the prop fell down. The boy cooperated by acting out exaggerated expressions and won applause from the whole audience.
"You fat bastard, why don't you just die?" After returning to the backstage, the boy pointed at the other person's nose and cursed: "If killing people is not against the law , I will definitely kill you and then cut you into pieces!"
The fat man was timid and didn't dare to speak again. He hurriedly took off his clothes and left the backstage.
"Damn it, sooner or later I'm going to die in his hands." After the boy cursed in a low voice in dissatisfaction, he turned around and sent a message to his friends, then left the scene with his bag on his back.
That night, the fat man, who got drunk because of a scolding, returned to the stage again. He looked at the knife-smashing props that had not been cleared away, and suddenly a sinister look appeared on his face. He wanted to take back his dignity.
Soon, he called the boy. Just as he was about to scold him loudly, a plaintive cry suddenly came from beside him and from the receiver: "My king, I saw the crime with my own eyes, why are you executing me again!"
The fat man stood up trembling with fear. When he looked up, he suddenly saw someone standing up from the ground in a familiar ancient costume. Thinking he was being played a prank, he was about to scold the guy, but when he lowered his eyes, he was surprised to find that the handsome boy's head was staring at him with big eyes in confusion on the ground!
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"That's about all we know so far ." Under the stage in the auditorium, an experienced police officer briefly introduced the situation to Gu Xia, Wang Zheng, and Gao Feng, who arrived first. "The victim's name is Chen Shuai, from X City, Southwest Province. The person who called the police was his classmate Wang Qi, who was also participating in the same stage play. According to the judgment of our criminal investigation officers, the victim came to the scene on his own initiative. According to his girlfriend, he came here after receiving a phone call from an unknown person."
"A typical revenge killing. Isn't this the responsibility of our task force?" Gu Xia yawned. He rushed to the scene late at night, and his body unconsciously showed that he was seriously sleep deprived.
"Originally, our serious crime unit could have taken over this, but..." The old police officer walked up to Gu Xia and whispered, "Our chief received instructions from the minister that this matter must be handled by you. The only thing we can do is to protect the scene."
"Minister?" Gu Xia was excited. "Lao Zhang, I will definitely treat you to a meal next time."
"Old Gulu, don't try to play tricks on me. Don't we know that you are famous for being stingy?" The old police officer waved his hand, stuffed the file in his hand to Gu Xia, and said with a smile: "The scene is now handed over to you. We are packing up now."
"Slow down."
Gu Xia thanked them and quickly took Wang Zheng and the other man onto the stage.
Just as the old police officer said, there was indeed no sign that the scene had been touched by anyone. The gate knife was still on the execution platform, and blood was splattered on the blade and the floor. Chen Shuai's body fell backwards to the ground, and his head rolled to the edge of the stage.
"This case is very difficult." Gu Xia took out the shoe covers he had prepared, handed them to the two men and said, "Now that Huamei and Bai Ling haven't arrived yet, I think we can't move the body for now. Let's try to find some other clues."
"Yes." The two people agreed and started looking.
The stage was even dirtier than the two had imagined. Under the light of the police flashlight, they could clearly see the dust and the messy footprints of various sizes. Just from the scene, there was no way to find any clues.
"Wang Zheng, do you have any solution?" asked Gu Xia.
Wang Zheng shook his head and sighed, "The scene is too chaotic. I have no way of determining the characteristics of the murderer based on the execution platform alone. This scene arrangement looks like a vendetta, or it seems to express dissatisfaction with the fake death in the stage play, and direct and perform a real stage play by myself."
Ding ding!
Just as the two were talking, there was a noise from the execution platform. They turned around and saw Gao Feng weighing the gate knife.
"Wow, this guillotine is real!" Gao Feng tried to lift it with his hand and continued, "This guillotine weighs at least 170 to 180 kilograms, which is equivalent to the weight of a strong man. Ordinary students, even athletes, may not be able to pull it, right?"
"Let me try."
Wang Zheng went to the bottom of the execution platform and pulled the rope hard. Just as Gao Feng said, even though he used all his strength, he could only pull the gate blade to a height of less than half a meter. He soon couldn't hold on and almost let the gate blade fall down.
"Chen Shuai's stage play ended at six o'clock, so according to the time calculation, he should have gone to see his girlfriend around seven o'clock, and the fat guy came to the stage drunk around nine o'clock. How could he pull the switch in two hours, and then trick Chen Shuai here in the little time left and make him change into his costume?"
"Could it be replaced after death?" Gao Feng asked doubtfully.
"Unlikely." Wang Zheng shook his head. He was squatting beside the body, pinching the collar. "There was the same splattered blood on the clothes. It's unlikely that they were replaced after death. And don't forget the phone call and the signs of activity of the deceased at the end."
Gu Xia and the other man were suddenly excited. Indeed, the file clearly stated that the reporter Wang Qi did claim that he received a call from Chen Shuai, and he also witnessed Chen Shuai's body standing up .
"Any suggestions?" Gu Xia closed the file and asked.
"Two directions." Wang Zheng was silent for a while, then said, "First, try to get the surveillance video near the auditorium. I want to identify everyone who may enter the stage. Second, this rope cannot be pulled open by ordinary people. I suspect there is a special device to control it. I need to ask a physics professor to take a look at this. Third, I want all the records of Chen Shuai in high school and college..."
Speaking of organizing, Wang Zheng suddenly showed an expression as if he wanted to say something but stopped.
"What else do you want to say? Say it all at once." Gu Xia sighed. He could tell there was some intention behind Wang Zheng's words.
"I request that the case A001 not be closed for now," Wang Zheng said courageously. "I think there are still more clues that we haven't found yet. Closing the case hastily would be irresponsible to society."
"What exactly do you want to say?" Gao Feng was also a little confused.
"I suspect that case A001 is not an isolated case!" Wang Zheng said shockingly: "Fan Qian, who was executing me, told me to join them when he held me hostage. I have reason to believe that they are a gang."
"This..." Gu Xia fell silent.
As the leader of the task force, he bears a huge responsibility. If the closing of the files is really suspended, it will definitely not be a good thing for him. However, if the files are closed, it will indeed be an irresponsible act towards society as Wang Zheng said.
"Okay." Gu Xia took a deep breath and said, "I can suspend the closing of the case, but you must promise to solve this case for me. After solving it, we will naturally have the funds to continue the investigation!"
"good!"
After hearing Gu Xia's words, Wang Zheng and Gao Feng looked at each other at the same time, and their eyes were suddenly filled with smiles.
