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Zhao Sanhu hesitated for a moment and said, "After arriving at the reservoir, Song Yuanfeng gave me some money and asked me to leave first. I didn't think much about it at the time, I took the money and left. I really don't know what happened afterwards."

Although Zhao Sanhu's confession brought new progress to the case, there was no direct evidence to prove that Song Yuanfeng was the murderer. The police went to Song Yuanfeng's home again and conducted a thorough search. In his basement, they found some bloodstains, which were tested and matched Li Qing's blood type.

The light in the interrogation room was pale and dazzling. Song Yuanfeng sat on the iron interrogation chair, his hands handcuffed to the fixtures on the table. His shoulders were slightly hunched, his eyes staring at the table with a blank look, his nails dug deep into his palms, leaving crescent-shaped red marks. When Lu Chuan pushed the door open, the cold wind he brought in made him shiver unconsciously.

"Song Yuanfeng, do you know why I brought you here?" Lu Chuan pulled out a chair and sat down, slamming a pile of information on the table. The sound of metal collision was particularly harsh in the enclosed space.

Song Yuanfeng's Adam's apple rolled, and he pretended to be calm: "I've already said it, I left after the fight that day, and Li Qing's death has nothing to do with me."

"Really?" Zhang Hui suddenly stood out from the shadows and threw the surveillance screenshot in front of him. In the picture, Song Yuanfeng's figure dragging the iron cage was stretched out by the street lights. "This is the clue provided by your neighbor, and the dashcam also captured you going to Beishan Reservoir that night. Do you need me to continue, or do you want to explain it yourself?"

Song Yuanfeng's face turned pale instantly, and his fingers began to tremble uncontrollably: "I... I just wanted to scare him, I didn't intend to kill him."

Lu Chuan leaned forward, his eyes sharp: "Tell me what happened that day from beginning to end. Start from the moment you contacted Zhao Sanhu."

Song Yuanfeng took a deep breath and spoke in a hoarse voice: "After I caught them in the hotel that day, Li Qing's provocative expression was all I could think of. I called Zhao Sanhu and told him I would give him 10,000 yuan as long as he could bring Li Qing to the reservoir." He paused, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. "When I saw Li Qing, he was still laughing and said that I couldn't control my wife. I lost control all of a sudden and picked up a stone..."

"Where is the stone?" Wang Shuai suddenly interrupted, "The shape of the murder weapon matches the victim's wound. Where did you throw it?"

Song Yuanfeng's body was shaking violently: "I... I threw him into the reservoir. He was lying on the ground motionless. I touched his neck and found he had no pulse. I was so scared that I used the iron cage I had prepared in advance..." He couldn't continue and covered his face in pain.

Lu Chuan flipped through the evidence report and said, "Li Qing's skin flakes and blood were detected on the iron cages in your factory, as well as your fingerprints. Zhao Sanhu also confessed that you gave him 50,000 yuan to keep quiet. What else do you have to say now?"

This sentence completely broke Song Yuanfeng's psychological defenses, and he broke down and cried: "I was wrong! I shouldn't have been impulsive! But he humiliated me, I really couldn't stand it..."

After the interrogation, the police decided to take Song Yuanfeng to the scene for identification. The wind from the Beishan Reservoir was blowing with humid water vapor. When Song Yuanfeng was escorted out of the car, his legs were almost unable to stand. He looked at the calm water surface and his body couldn't stop shaking.

"Start identifying." Lu Chuan gestured.

Song Yuanfeng swallowed and pointed to a reed bush on the shore: "At that time... I parked the car over there and dragged out the iron cage from the trunk. Li Qing's body... was placed here." He walked forward step by step, and every step felt like stepping on cotton. "I stuffed the stone into the iron cage and locked it with an iron chain. When I pushed it down, the iron cage splashed a lot of water..." Yang Sen raised his camera and recorded the identification process from all angles. Wang Shuai suddenly squatted down and found half a blurred shoe print at the root of the reed: "Captain Lu, the size of this shoe print is the same as Song Yuanfeng's, it should be left by him at that time."

Lu Chuan nodded and asked Song Yuanfeng, "Are there any other details that were missed? For example, were there any other people present?"

Song Yuanfeng shook his head. "No, I was alone at the time. After I pushed the cage down, I sat on the shore for a long time, until dawn." He suddenly remembered something. "Oh, right! The chain! I was afraid of being discovered, so I threw the remaining chains into the bamboo forest west of the reservoir."

According to Song Yuanfeng's identification, the police found a rusty iron chain deep in the bamboo forest. After identification, the composition of the soil remaining on the iron chain was consistent with the reservoir bottom mud, and trace amounts of human tissue were extracted from the gaps in the chain.

At this point, the truth behind the reservoir corpse case was revealed.

After this case was over, Lu Chuan and his team entered a relatively less busy period, and the follow-up data compilation of related cases was handled by the internal staff.

However, the Criminal Investigation Detachment still has a lot of cases to deal with, and some of the previous cases still need to be paid attention to. Two weeks later, the Criminal Investigation Detachment received another report.

When Lu Chuan received the call, he had just finished a case analysis meeting. On the other end of the phone, the police officer's voice was obviously trembling: "Captain Lu, two bodies were found in Chang'an Building, in a freezer on the third floor underground! The reporter is a thief, he found it when he was about to steal." Lu Chuan grabbed the car keys, summoned Zhang Hui, Wang Shuai and others, and the sirens cut through the twilight and rushed towards the city center.

Chang'an Building was brightly lit, and many onlookers gathered within the cordon. The thief who reported the case squatted in the corner, his handcuffed hands still trembling slightly: "I just wanted to steal something valuable, who knew to open the freezer?" His face turned pale, and he bent over and retched before he finished speaking. Lu Chuan patted his shoulder to indicate that he should be at ease, and turned his head to look at the open freezer door.

It's quite funny. The thief had scouted the building several times. There weren't many company employees inside and not many people were around at night, so he wanted to try his luck. He didn't expect to encounter this incident.

The thief was confused at the time, so he called the police immediately. He was able to distinguish the severity of theft from murder, so he called the police immediately.

The cold air from the freezer hit me in the face. Two bodies were placed side by side, covered with a thin layer of frost. The dead were a man and a woman, their faces were swollen and purple, they were tightly tied with white nylon ropes, and they were wearing thin pajamas. Forensic doctor Zhang Kai squatted down, and the white breath he exhaled condensed into white mist in the cold air: "There are no obvious external injuries on the surface of the body, and the cause of death cannot be determined for the time being. However, based on the rigor mortis and freeze-thaw conditions, the time of death was at least one week." He carefully opened the dead's eyelids with tweezers, and the pupils had already spread to gray-black.

But it is impossible to confirm whether this is the first crime scene, but Lu Chuan still makes deployment and arrangements according to the specifications of the first crime scene. (End of this chapter)