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In early spring, the weather in the north was still cold. In the early morning of this day, there was a heavy snowfall for more than ten minutes. After the snow stopped, the sky was still gloomy, and my face was almost the same as the weather, because seven days ago, a young middle-level manager of G company named Zhang Ming was killed and his body was thrown by an inexplicable lake. The case has not progressed so far. And another murder happened.
At 10 o’clock in the morning, we rushed to the scene of the crime—in the back mountain forest three kilometers north of Nancun. The deceased male, about 40 years old, was hung on a thick tree branch with a red silk ribbon, and his feet were 1.5 meters above the ground. Looking closely at the ground, there are two rows of footprints on the white snow, one walking in from the woods, and one walking out from the woods. The trail in the woods stops under the dead, and the trail out of the woods starts under the dead. The two lines of footprints are very close together. If they walk together, they must be walking side by side or holding hands. It belongs to the kind of distance between the city square.
I asked my assistant to put the deceased person down from the tree, and the preliminary inspection determined that the time of death was about 7 o’clock in the morning. The deceased was wearing high-end clothing and found a box of high-end cigarettes and a precious lighter in his pocket, but nothing else was found. The assistant had taken a photo of the crime scene and asked, “Boss, could it be suicide?”
I shook my head and looked at him very dissatisfied. I have been with me for three years, but I haven’t learned anything. I always say some useless things without thinking. It’s almost 40 kilometers away from the city center. It’s surrounded by rural areas. People nearby will not have such high-end clothing or smoke such high-end cigarettes. The deceased must live in the city. The economic conditions are at least medium or above. Come here early to commit suicide?
Furthermore, the deceased’s feet are so high above the ground and there are no auxiliary items nearby. How can I tie the red silk ribbon to the branches of the tree, and how can I hang it on the neck? If the person climbs onto a tree, attaches the red silk to the tree right, and then hangs it around his neck and jumps off, his body will swing violently. There will be obvious friction on the part of the red silk tied to the tree right, but in fact there are no scratches. .
There are also the footprints that leave the woods. If you come with the dead, why are there no footprints when you came? Why did it suddenly appear from under the dead? Unless the person had been waiting here before it snowed, the footprints had been covered by heavy snow when they came, and the deceased had come by appointment, then this person must be the murderer, let alone suicide.
At present, it can only be inferred in this way. Otherwise, it is impossible to explain the footprints that left the scene, and it can only be assumed that the footprints were left by the murderer. In this way, the murderer must first kill the next person, and then hang on the tree right. However, the deceased had no injuries on his body, no signs of poisoning, and no strangulation or pinch marks on his neck except for the red silk. Nobody would stand alone. There were no messy footprints and marks of fights on the snow…Moreover, Compared with the footprints of the deceased, the murderer’s footprints look a little thin.Obviously, the murderer is not as tall as the deceased, how did he kill the deceased and then hang it in a red silk cover? Many doubts make me puzzled.
Now, the only thing I can determine is that the deceased did not commit suicide, and the footprints left by the woods were left by the murderer. In addition, there is no other conclusion. I can only use experience to conduct investigations in a conventional manner. If you start from the murderer’s footsteps, it is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack. If you first determine the identity of the deceased, and then start the investigation from the deceased, it may be a shortcut.
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Fortunately, it didn’t take too much trouble to know the identity of the deceased. His name is Li Dakan, his hometown is Xicun, and he is currently the security captain of G company. He married Hu Xiaomei and settled in this city. That night, Li Dakan was on duty at the company. When he was asleep, he suddenly heard the call of his mother. He suddenly woke up, thinking that he was dreaming and not caring. After falling asleep, he was awakened by the call of his mother… By dawn, this was repeated many times. Suddenly, he felt that his mother was in an accident, so he asked the driver to drive to pick up his wife, and then sent the couple to their hometown in West Village.
The West Village is located two kilometers west of Houshan. It takes two to three hours for cars to detour from Nancun or Beicun. If you walk through the back mountain for more than an hour, you can get home. Concerned about the safety of his mother, he asked the driver to drive back and walk into the back mountain with Xiaomei Hu…Since the husband and wife walked through the back mountain together, why only the deceased person walked through the back mountain, and the other person’s footprint was the opposite? Why did one person die in the mountains while the other one lives safely?
Secretly investigating Hu Xiaomei, the husband and wife are very close to each other, and it is never possible to murder her husband. Moreover, she is petite, let alone strangling Li Dakan in a tree. However, the other three security guards on duty all proved that the driver picked up Hu Xiaomei and saw Li Dakan getting in the car and sitting next to his wife. The driver once again proved that Li Dakan and his wife went to the back mountain together… Now, the husband is dead, and the wife still seems to not know the news of her husband’s death. The normal life and work of normal life are really strange.
The footprints left by the murderer at the crime scene were similar in size to the shoes on the feet of Hu Xiaomei. I asked my assistant to print out the photos taken at the crime scene. If it can be proved that the murderer’s footprint belongs to Hu Xiaomei, then her suspicion will increase. The assistant’s work efficiency is still very high, “This is the footprint of the deceased in the woods. However, the other line of footprints is missing.”
I hurriedly looked through the photos, and sure enough, The place where the murderer’s footsteps should be has become a horizontal line, some are longer and some are shorter. Is there something wrong with the camera? I brought three cameras to the scene of the crime again-fortunately, except for some wild animal tracks on the snow, there was basically no damage. I took photos with three cameras separately, and returned to the office and hurriedly entered the computer to open the file. The traces of the murderer were still horizontal lines. I turned on the camera to check, and it showed horizontal lines.
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We notified Hu Xiaomei of Li Dakan’s death. It can be seen that she is extremely sad. We asked her what happened after she walked into the woods. She turned a face full of inexplicability, and asked us: “What happened when we walked into the woods? How did I know what happened to Li Dakan? I still suspect that he was plain early in the morning. Why did you walk into the woods for no reason?” The driver and the security guard proved that she was walking with Li Dakan. She was furious, reprimanding them for talking in sleep in broad daylight, and took out Li Dakan’s cell phone, wallet and work permit: “He obviously came back that morning. , Left these things at home.”
“Have you seen him come back?” the assistant asked.
“I haven’t seen it,” Hu Xiaomei said, “I must have slept too hard. He couldn’t bear to wake me up, changed my clothes, and then left. Otherwise, what about these things? Will he stay at home?”
“Where is the clothes he changed?” the assistant asked.
“I don’t have it at home, it must be sent to the laundry,” Hu Xiaomei replied, “It is his habit to send the changed clothes to the laundry.”
“Which laundry shop did you send?”
“Ask him to go.”
I was suddenly confused, as if someone had stolen my mind The procedure is the same. I don’t know how to process these materials accumulated in the brain: Are the testimonies of the security guards and drivers on duty at company G false? Not like. Is what Hu Xiaomei said just now false? Not like. If what they said is completely true, there must be two Li Dakan at the time of the crime, one died in the back mountain, and the other went home to change clothes, which is impossible. If the security guard and the driver lied, Li Dakan did die in the back mountain forest. If Hu Xiaomei lied, how could Li Dakan’s phone, wallet, and work permit be at home? The only explanation is that Hu Xiaomei killed Li Dakan and then took those things home, which is equivalent to proving that she was the murderer, and Hu Xiaomei would never be so stupid.
Based on the available evidence alone, Hu Xiaomei is the most suspicious. However, many suspicions cannot be solved during this period, and she cannot be identified as a suspect. I decided to change my mind. I started investigating with Li Dakan and his life and work scope. I thought I would find clues. But a few days passed in a blink of an eye, and there was still no gain, and another even stranger murder happened.
The scene of the crime was terrible.
Guan’s wife was killed by a Tibetan mastiff raised by herself, and her whole body was torn into dozens of pieces, and she was thrown all over the yard with blood stains everywhere. At this time, the Tibetan Mastiff has been put in an iron cage by her husband for a long time. It seemed to have known that it had done a terrible thing, regretted in its heart, and was in pain, so strangers who entered the yard did not care about the demonstration, and slumped in the cage languidly.
“How long have you been raising?” Helping asked about the Tibetan Mastiff for a long time.
We all know that the Tibetan Mastiff is very loyal to its owner. When the assistant asked, he must have thought that the butler had not fully approved the owner of the Tibetan Mastiff not long after it bought it back. In fact, this Tibetan mastiff came to the housekeeper just after weaning, and has always been carefully raised by the hostess. It can be said that it has a much deeper affection for the hostess than the male owner.
Perhaps the Tibetan Mastiff went crazy for a while, or had mental problems. I think this can only be explained. Guan Bantian said that the Tibetan Mastiff must have been designed, otherwise, even if it madly killed him, it would not harm the mistress. I think there must be a reason for what I have said for a long time. I decided to conduct an investigation first and then determine whether to open the case.