when the moon whispers

Chapter 554: Rose-Imitation (Part )

Case Seven Rose
Thirty-nine Imitations (Part 2)
"The Red Mansion Case..."

Jiang Mo paused for two seconds and swallowed hard: "Old Gu... do you know about this?"

"You know his temper. If you mention anything seriously related to the Red Mansion case, he will rush to Director Gao's office the next second to figure out how to bring up this old case again."

Zhu Silai took a heavy breath, "Besides, this is just my inference based on experience. The final decision will still have to be made after seeing the real evidence after the scan and restoration. However, although the conclusion is not written down, the necessary records have not been deliberately deleted. Even if it is difficult to say it clearly, my senior brother can more or less guess it-"

"...Otherwise, he wouldn't have rushed out to Feng Dong in such a hurry, wanting to find out the cause and effect of Tang Jia's murder as soon as possible."

Jiang Mo stood up on his knees, watching Tang Jia's miserable and terrifying face gradually disappear into the darkness as the cabinet door was pushed back. He was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly raised his eyelids and looked at Zhu Silai hesitantly: "Uncle Master, what you just said is... it might be related to the Red Mansion case? Instead of suspecting that the murderer who disappeared at the beginning might have appeared again to commit the crime?"

"You should be more familiar with the characteristics of serial killers than I am. From a forensic perspective, Tang Jia's body, apart from this special sharp stab wound that was covered up, and the marks on her wrist that seemed to be caused by being tied up and tortured, actually has almost no other similarities with the Red Mansion case and previous serial murders... Of course, the female victim also counts."

Zhu Silai raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly. He flicked the messy paper in Jiang Mo's hand with his fingers and spoke slowly and concisely: "And this special-shaped sharp weapon is not something special or precious that ordinary people can't touch. It's just that the oil painting knife is not common among everyday knives. The way the murderer cut the throat is actually very different from the Red Mansion case..."

Jiang Mo was stunned, and thought for a few seconds: "In the Red Mansion case, the knife was stabbed from the throat... and then cut to the side of the neck, pulling the carotid artery. But... Tang Jia... the injury to the carotid artery was indeed enough to kill her with one blow."

"He was injected with a lethal dose of illegal drugs and then stabbed. It's hard to determine the final cause of death."

Zhu Silai folded his arms and snorted, "The person is already dead, but you still want to use a blunt object to smash the puncture marks of the knife. It's hard not to be suspicious when you try to cover it up to this extent."

Jiang Mo frowned and hissed, "Could it be a copycat crime?"

Zhu Silai curled his lips, not quite sure: "If it was a copycat crime, the possibility of guessing the murder weapon is very low. Moreover, since they chose to imitate such a major case to divert attention, and I don't know where they got the news to dump the body in a scrapyard that has been a bit fishy recently, the relationship between the person who set the car on fire and the murderer - Tsk, I always feel... a little unnecessary."

"But if the murderer from four years ago reappeared to commit crimes, based on the previous methods and arrogant behavior of the madman, why would he go to such great lengths to cover up and deliberately destroy the traces of the knife wounds... Moreover, this ability to kill with one knife is much more sophisticated than four years ago--" Jiang Mo crossed her arms and walked slowly in the corridor behind Zhu Silai. She was a little distracted, squinting slightly at the light from the open door at the end of the corridor, and her eyebrows, which had relaxed a little, immediately frowned when she saw the figure leaning against her car door in the backyard.

She had a gloomy face, and her steps became unconsciously slow and sticky the moment she saw the person coming - Jiang Mo glanced at Luo Shi's seemingly relaxed and playful smile as he waved his arms, and the sudden irritation went straight up to her head against her spine. She took a deep breath and took two steps forward, moving the "weak-armed" man who was a head taller than her behind her to protect him.

Luo Shi raised his eyebrows, stood up straight and saluted in a teasing manner, then raised his wrist, a Rolex whose model and specifications Jiang Mo couldn't name, and knocked on it meaningfully.

"Officer Jiang, can you do me a favor? Let's go out for afternoon tea. You can choose the place."

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The news that Liang Ming had half his head cut off by a metal plate was not considered obscure or secret in the Sheng'an City Bureau or even the entire system. The arrest operation that had been laid out for more than half a year was lightly suspended. The evidence of the criminal gang that had been dominating Sheng'an City for many years fell on a dead Liang Ming and a missing Wen Chen who was unknown whether he was dead or alive. It was hard to say when the truth could be dug out from the pile of ruins and exposed in the bright sunshine.

Luo Shi, a suspicious person who had no evidence against him, was detained in the interrogation room of the Municipal Bureau for almost a week. After Liang Ming died, all the evidence related to him was forced to sink to the bottom. Luo Shi cried for Liang Ming in front of the surveillance camera and the interrogating police officers for most of the day. The complete confession statement was just sorted and bound at noon, and the application for bail pending trial was submitted to the approval table at 2:30 in the afternoon. He put on the hat of being under police supervision and interrogation at any time, sat cross-legged in front of a roadside stall, and ate two skewers of lamb kidneys with relish.

Jiang Mo raised her hand to block the wine glass that Luo Shi handed to her. Boss Luo did not insist on persuading her. He looked at Jiang Mo's face and turned around to pass the full glass of wine to him. Then he picked up his half-glass of wine and tapped it on the rim of the glass on the other side. "Liang Ming, Liang Ming, you said that you lost your head because of this incident. What if the policewoman's beautiful face is left with a scar?"

Jiang Mo raised his head expressionlessly, first turning his eyes to look at the overflowing wine glass on the edge of the table, then looking down at Luo Shi's eyebrows that were vaguely hiding a bit of loneliness, "Boss Luo waited in the parking lot in the cold wind for a long time, just to cheat me out of a meal?"

"We have known each other for such a long time. We are not friends, so we are not friends... We are acquaintances, right? How can it be considered a trap if we just eat together to fill our stomachs? I just got into trouble recently. All the money I had was in the bar. My old man just got me out of the police station and closed all my cards. Otherwise, I have finally been cleared of all charges, so I have to treat Officer Jiang to a big meal!"

Luo Shi raised his eyebrows and shamelessly classified himself and the police comrades as colleagues. Then he put down his wine glass, took a gulp, and approached Jiang Mo meaningfully with a layer of alcohol smell.

"Besides, this meal is a favor... I definitely can't let Officer Jiang do me a favor for nothing. It's hard to talk about big issues, but we can just talk about some trivial matters."

Due to work and health reasons, I will be working on another day~
"I would rather grow old on a fragrant branch than follow the yellow leaves dancing in the autumn wind."