Chapter 44 Difficulties at the Grassroots Level
Once the idea of copycat crime was proposed, everyone in the tent was a little confused.
It was obvious that both of them were electrocuted and then burned to death by the murderer, but the methods of disposing of the bodies were different. How could this be considered a copycat crime?
"There's nothing worth empathizing with." Seeing that several people were looking at him in confusion, Wang Zheng laughed dumbly and said, "This is a very crude method, isn't it?"
"I don't quite understand." Gao Feng shook his head.
"First of all ..." Wang Zheng cleared his throat and said, "There is indeed a trace of arc burn on the body of the deceased, but the point is, given the murderer's character, it is impossible for him to do such a meaningless thing as dumping the body. Do you remember the last murder scene? Did we find any fingerprints or footprints?"
Everyone shook their heads.
"What I felt from the last murderer was exhaustion after excitement." Thinking of this, Wang Zheng paused and continued: "But from the way this murderer committed the crime, I can only feel his nervousness."
"Isn't the timing too coincidental?" Gu Xia was silent for a while, then said, "We just found the clues of the murderer in the previous case and reported it to the police, and now there is another similar case?"
"That might be the problem." Huamei raised her eyebrows and suddenly said, "Someone leaked the secret!"
"Impossible." Gu Xia shook his head. After a while of careful consideration, he said, "How about this, Bai Ling, you take the deceased back to the Municipal Bureau and investigate what Wang Zheng found."
"I'll go and confirm the footprints left by the murderer." Without Gu Xia's instructions, Gao Feng walked out of the tent on his own initiative.
Soon, the car prepared by the Municipal Bureau drove to the crime scene and immediately took Bai Ling back to the Municipal Bureau. After a while, Gao Feng came back covered in dust and with a large stain of water on his body.
"How is it?" asked Gu Xia.
"The police station doesn't have an identification department." Gao Feng let out a sigh and began to talk about his previous experience.
It turned out that after leaving the tent, he did not go directly back to the municipal bureau, but found the village police station and wanted to do a footprint analysis directly. However, the police officer in charge of receiving him was clueless. Not only was he unskilled in the business, he didn't even know where the director's office was.
Gao Feng was naturally very angry, and was about to rush upstairs without saying a word, but the police officer who received him immediately shouted, and soon seven or eight armed police officers came down from the stairs and handcuffed Gao Feng without saying a word.
"Then how did you escape?" Wang Zheng asked.
"These new recruits tied the toilet pipe to my bathroom, and it opened when I pulled it." Gao Feng was a little angry. He reached into his pocket, took out a pair of handcuffs and threw them on the table, cursing, "Damn it, if they don't have guns, I'll beat ten of them!"
"Did you show your ID?" Gu Xia asked with a frown.
"I showed it to that guy, and he told me that he didn't know this person, but he knew the person. He said that if the police chief came, he would be handcuffed too." Gao Feng said angrily.
"This..." Wang Zheng was a little amused. He patted Gao Feng's shoulder to signal him not to get angry, then turned to Gu Xia and said, "I think we should just invite the director over and let them discuss this matter themselves."
"Yes, I also want to see if they can handcuff the director of the Minjiang Municipal Bureau!" Gao Feng shouted.
It was naturally impossible for Gu Xia to call the director of the Minjiang Municipal Bureau over, but he made it very clear on the phone that he wanted to hold the local police station accountable. It was not known whether it was due to the pressure from the task force or the weight of the two words "Gu Xia", but soon a middle-aged man in police uniform rushed into the tent.
"Hello, Professor Gu. I'm Huang Ming, the director of the village police station." Huang Ming introduced himself as soon as he saw that the atmosphere in the tent was not right. Then he said to Gu Xia with an apologetic look on his face, "I also heard about what happened just now from my subordinates. They are all young people. You see, this matter..."
" Young people are unreasonable?" Gu Xia angrily slapped the stretcher where the body was placed before, pointed at the handcuffs on it and said gloomily: "Since when did the police officers on the first floor fail to recognize people? They even handcuffed our team members. Are they so bold?"
"Young people are ignorant..." Huang Ming said quickly.
Gu Xia waved his hands in annoyance, as if he was too lazy to listen to Huang Ming's excuses. After a long while, he finally said, "Tell me, what's going on?"
“This…” Huang Ming gritted his teeth, hesitated for a long time, and then slapped his thigh in anger, crying and saying: “The work of a grassroots police station is not easy!”
Huang Ming is not a native of Minjiang. He was promoted here from another city. He originally thought that in Minjiang, which is a village, the work would be much easier than in the city. However, after he actually took up his post, he sadly discovered that this was not the case at all.
The work of the police station is more chaotic than imagined. The number of people in the village registered by the household registration department is seriously inaccurate. There are a large number of migrant workers entering the village all year round. Some stay for a few weeks, some even stay for half a year or even for many years.
Although on the surface this seems to be a good thing, in fact these people are a mixed bunch, many of them are drug addicts, hooligans, and thieves, so the security in the village is particularly poor. Every year when conducting security inspections, Huang Ming personally goes out to visit every household to make these people behave themselves. Otherwise, if trouble really breaks out, his job as director will be over.
"Why don't you arrest these people?" Gao Feng asked.
"You can't catch him!" Huang Ming waved his hands quickly, his expression somewhat helpless. "There isn't much land in the village, and it's basically all contracted out. The villagers don't get much money every year, and every tenant is actual income. If you block their way to making money, isn't that equivalent to killing his entire family?"
The more Huang Ming spoke, the more bitter his expression became. Wang Zheng and others standing aside shook their heads as they listened.
The situation in the village is not complicated at all. It's nothing more than a few villagers causing trouble. Arresting them will solve the problem once and for all. However, if the remaining problems are left to a multi-story police station with only a dozen police officers, it would be unfair to Huang Ming.
"I know your difficulties." Gu Xia nodded in understanding, and then changed the subject again, "But the task force also has difficulties. If the case is not solved, we have to hold people accountable. You, Huang Ming, are also involved. By the way, do you know who died? Where did he die?"
"I..." Huang Ming was obviously a little guilty, and wiped the sweat off his forehead, "Isn't it just a dead person in the pond?"
Gu Xia was furious and threw the deceased's information he got in the morning in front of Huang Ming. "Your career as a director is basically over."
Huang Ming opened the file guiltily. As soon as he saw the deceased's information, his face suddenly became very ugly. Without saying a word, he threw the file aside and ran away.
"What's wrong with this guy?" Gao Feng picked up the file and wiped off the mud. "The results of the footprint identification are out. The murderer is about 1.75 meters tall and was wearing a pair of size 44 shoes at the time of the crime."
"Huh?" Wang Zheng turned his head and looked at Gao Feng with a puzzled look. Immediately, Gu Xia and Hua Mei also turned their heads at the same time, with puzzled expressions on their faces.
"Why are you looking at me?" Gao Feng rolled his eyes. "Do you think I'm stupid? Since the police station said so, I certainly can't just do nothing. When I came back just now, I handed the footprints to a police officer from the Municipal Bureau and asked him to take them to the Identification Department for me."
"It's a rare chance for me to be smart." Wang Zheng smiled.
Buzz!
At this moment, Wang Zheng's phone suddenly rang. He looked at the screen and saw that it was Bai Ling calling. Without thinking too much, he pressed the speakerphone.
"Brother Wang Zheng, you are so awesome!" Bai Ling picked up the phone and started praising Wang Zheng.
Wang Zheng saw the three people beside him looking at him with unfriendly eyes. He coughed twice and lowered his voice and asked, "What are the results of the autopsy? What is that substance?"
"Haha!" Bai Ling laughed on the phone, and after a while she continued, "According to the examination, the arc marks on the deceased's body are smaller, which is different from the arc marks on the previous victim. The method is obviously different, which proves that it is not the same murderer."
"What else?" Wang Zheng asked.
"Are you talking about the substance you mentioned earlier?" Bai Ling paused on the other end of the phone. She could clearly hear the sound of papers being turned. She was obviously looking at the report that had just been released. "It was a plastic bag, and there was something else that I couldn't tell what it was. There were a lot of substances. I think it looked like garbage."
"Rubbish?" Wang Zheng was stunned, and hung up the phone in a hurry. He turned to Gu Xia and said, "Professor Gu, what is the identity of the deceased?"
"The chief of this village..." Before Gu Xia finished his words, he saw Wang Zheng running out in a hurry. After a while, he slapped his forehead and chased out in a hurry.
