Chapter 50 Clues
"The first word is sheltering." Gu Xia said with a smile.
Sheltering? Gao Feng and Bai Ling looked at each other, and both of them felt a sudden shock in their hearts. Oh no, could it be that Wang Ping's murder case was about him? Afterwards, the two of them felt that Wang Ping's confession was full of doubts, but since the case had been transferred to the township police station, they were both very tactful and did not ask about it.
"The second word is dignity." Gu Xia's eyes narrowed into a line as he smiled, and he said, "I didn't understand it at first, but later I understood that Wang Ping's father and son didn't need help, but dignity. No matter who killed the person, it was all for dignity. So I didn't pursue it afterwards. I think this is the best help we can give."
Gao Feng nodded quickly. He knew that for the father and son living in that environment, dignity was often more important than money. He was silent for a while before continuing, "What is the third word?"
"Mindset." Gu Xia restrained his smile and said, "He gave us the third word. He knows that we are anxious. We haven't found any motives or clues to the crime. To be honest, I feel guilty even though we have the task force sign. But The more anxious we are, the more likely the murderer will get away with it. So the last two words are for us."
"Yes!" Gao Feng suddenly felt a little impressed with Wang Zheng, and quickly said, "But Professor Gu, if you don't let him come back, what will happen to our case?"
"Mindset." Gu Xia pretended to be profound and said, "The less anxious we are, the more anxious the murderer will be. He originally wanted to play tricks on us like a child playing with a cat, but as long as we ignore him, he will immediately become the master. For example, this time we can clearly see some of his crime marks."
"I understand. I will interrogate Shan Yang now. I think there is something wrong with that grandson."
Before Gu Xia had the chance to stop him, he saw Gao Feng turn around and leave. Soon a police car whizzed away from the scene, which made him smile bitterly.
"Where has Gao Feng been?" Huamei walked in from outside with a strange expression on her face.
"This kid is good at handling cases, but he is too stubborn and inflexible." As Gu Xia spoke, an expression of emotion appeared on his face. Then he looked at Huamei mysteriously and said, "I see you are not interested in those three words just now, but I also gave him a word to strengthen his confidence. Guess what I left for him?" Without Huamei's answer, the old man smiled and left.
Bai Ling looked at Hua Mei in confusion and said, "Sister Bai Ling, what Professor Gu said is totally irrelevant. He is complaining about Gao Feng's stubbornness and asking you to guess."
"He's just an old charlatan." Huamei was silent for a while, then said, "To say Gao Feng is stubborn means that he doesn't know how to adapt when handling cases. What did Professor Gu say before that Gao Feng should have the boss imprisoned?"
"Ah?" Bai Ling laughed when she heard this. After a long while, she said, "Professor Gu seemed to have mentioned the murderer's signature at the end."
"This guy is really stubborn." Seeing such a stubborn teammate, Huamei felt a little headache, and then explained: "We previously judged that the murderer climbed up from the back , but when he came in, the window was closed, so the murderer couldn't have climbed through the window, right?"
"Yes!" Bai Ling nodded and thought: "When I came in, the window was closed and the air conditioner was still on!"
"That's it." Huamei thought for a moment and continued, "Look, the doors and windows are all closed, only the air conditioner is on. If the murderer wants to enter this room, does he need an identity?"
"Yes! That identity..." Bai Ling suddenly had an idea and said, "Repairman! No matter what he needs to repair, as long as he is sure that there is a problem with the equipment in a room of the hotel, he can enter any room to check things or repair them. I think no one will refuse!"
"Is that so?" Bai Ling had thought of such a simple question . Hua Mei couldn't find any reason to think that the stubborn person couldn't think of it. After shaking his head, he continued: "Little Bai Ling, think about it, would such an ordinary small hotel hire those special people?"
"No." Bai Ling shook her head. The moment she lowered her head, she suddenly saw a lot of yellow cards on the ground and asked, "Small advertisements?"
"Yes." Huamei smiled and said, " Let's go back to the bureau to have a look. I guess Gao Feng will send someone back soon."
"Sister Huamei, I suddenly realize that you are very bad, a bit like... Brother Wang Zheng when he is cheerful." Bai Ling said with a smile.
Huamei was startled and stopped unconsciously. When he was cheerful? Did he look like that?
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That night, on a sleeper berth on a train from Jincheng to Jiangnan City, a young man was lying on the berth, looking at the two big words "responsibility" on the pad in his hand, with a smile on his face.
Responsibility. No matter what industry you are in, you need to keep your responsibilities in mind. He is no exception. For a case, he traveled between two places in one day. He flew directly to Jincheng during the day and took a train to Jiangnan City at night.
Where to go? Who to find? It seems that these are not the questions he cares about. He is more concerned about the first victim, the girl named Tian Hui.
"It is easy to create a time difference of 72 hours, but the most difficult point is how the murderer managed to kill people in the soft sleeper car, and what method did he use to allow water to be on the victim's body and the victim to be electrocuted to death by high voltage electricity? This is difficult to explain." Wang Zheng was lying on the soft sleeper, unable to figure it out.
Now is the season for students to have holidays and it is also the peak tourist season. There are many students on the road and laughter in every carriage. People who know each other and don't know each other from all over the world sit together and talk about all sorts of things. There are even a few middle-aged men telling dirty jokes to female students, and the whole place is having a lot of fun.
In contrast, Wang Zheng's compartment was a bit deserted. The two lower bunks were occupied by an elderly couple who had gone to bed early. The bunk next to him was occupied by a fat man who had been staring at his mobile phone without saying a word since he got on the train. It happened that he had a strong sense of protection and didn't talk to strangers, so the compartment suddenly seemed even more deserted.
"No empathy value." After typing this sentence on the pad, Wang Zheng was silent for a while and continued to write, "The report shows that the accident happened in car 5. There are toilets around, but they are not enough to get people wet and cause burns."
What else is missing? Wang Zheng thought about it and suddenly felt a little sleepy. He turned over and got down to the ground. He put on the slippers prepared in the soft sleeper compartment and lit a cigarette in the smoking area.
He smoked very slowly, and even spent most of the cigarette thinking.
There are many things worth pondering about this case, especially that one of the prerequisites for the murderer's crime trajectory is a water source. The victim he personally came into contact with was named Shen Qian, and there were water stains on the bed sheets before his death.
"It's impossible that the murderer took a basin of water and poured it directly on the deceased, right?" Wang Zheng suddenly laughed when he thought of this. He knew very well that this idea was impossible.
First of all, it takes most of the time to fill a basin of water on the train, and the people here are basically strangers. If you are not careful, before you can even apply high voltage electricity to the basin of water, you might be beaten up as a lunatic and then directly escorted off the train by the train police. In that case, the case will not be established at all.
"Oh my god, what the fuck is going on!"
As he was thinking, he suddenly heard a burst of cursing behind him. Wang Zheng turned around and his eyes suddenly lit up. A boy who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old was standing in front of the toilet. He was soaked as if he had been splashed with water.
"Oh, sorry, the smoke detector in our toilet hasn't worked again, sorry!" The attendant nearby ran out, as if he was used to it, and while apologizing and making amends, he looked for the conductor.
"Smoke detector?" Wang Zheng's eyes lit up, and he suddenly remembered something. He quickly took out his phone from his pocket, dialed a number and said, "I know what's going on!"
"You know nothing, who are you, brother?" The voice on the other end of the phone sounded tired, obviously having just been woken up.
"Ah?" Wang Zheng was stunned. He looked at the number and confirmed that he had dialed the wrong number. He suddenly remembered Gao Feng's trick and said in a deep voice, "Get up and pee."
"You're crazy, go to hell!" The person on the other end hung up the phone, and Wang Zheng on this end laughed so hard that his waist arched.
