I started out as a criminal, and the police relied on me to solve countless cases.

Chapter 141 Asking for help
In the capital, the offices are brightly lit.

As the Spring Festival holiday approaches, all departments have already entered a quasi-holiday mode, but this does not include suspension of work.

After more than ten years, the serial killer who had disappeared suddenly reappeared.

This is news that police in many places must take seriously.

It lasted for more than three years, and he traveled to many provinces, committing burglary and murder, and his hands were filled with blood.

Over the past decade, joint task forces have been organized in various places, mobilizing countless human, material and financial resources, but always to no avail. Now, there is finally a clue.

Although the clue was an old man who was seriously injured and unconscious.

But for the police, it is a glimmer of hope in solving the case.

All the main personnel of the suspension office were in place in the conference room, and the ceiling lights were bright.

In everyone's face.

Old Zhu sat at the top, with the ashtray in front of him piled up like a small hill.

His eyes swept over the people outside.

His brows were furrowed into a deep frown.

"Director, the news from Lai'an police in Chuzhou City, Hui Province has arrived."

Liu Mingyang clicked the remote control in his hand, and the large screen on it kept flipping.

The images of the crime scene played non-stop.

Finally it stopped at the photo of an old lady with blood all over her head and her eyes closed.

"No useful fingerprints, body fluids or hair were found at the crime scene. The only clue was the murderer's footprints, but the footprints comparison has not yielded any results. The victim was hit hard on the head with a blunt object and suffered severe intracranial hemorrhage. If the old man's grandson had not come home for the holiday and immediately sent him to the hospital after discovering him, he would have died by now."

Liu Mingyang sighed.

The colleagues around me all had a look of regret on their faces.

Everyone in the group saw the following message.

Although the old man is still alive, he is now in a deep coma and the probability of him waking up is low.

The old man in this case was the only survivor of the serial killer, and this was also the closest the police had ever been to the murderer.
If the old man could wake up.

The police can complete a character portrait of the murderer through the old man's description. According to the current efficiency of Skynet, the murderer is unlikely to be hiding in the mountains like a savage.

Otherwise he will be unable to escape.

"The doctors from the Jinling Military Region General Hospital have already rushed over, hoping to revive the old man."

Liu Mingyang knew what Lao Zhu wanted to ask and replied quickly.

"Cough cough."

Lao Zhu put out his cigarette and cleared his throat.

There was a relieved smile on his face.

"First of all, I would like to thank everyone here, especially those who have already taken their annual leave, such as Xiao Zhu and Xiao Wang, who did not even go on their honeymoon but rushed back to join the task force."

"Don't worry, I have already applied to the leadership for this year's performance bonus and special bonus, and all comrades in the suspension office will receive a 50% increase."

"Of course, no matter how much the bonus is, everyone's vacation is gone. I promise everyone here that after this case is over, everyone will be given seven days off, regardless of whether the higher-ups approve it or not."

After Lao Zhu finished saying this, many of the young people below smiled.

The case is urgent. For the first time in history, we have received requests for assistance in handling the case from many places. Given this level of urgency, it is impossible not to come back.

But Lao Zhu, as a superior, was able to achieve this.

Everyone felt much more comfortable.

"Xiao Liu has already explained the details of the case. I posted the files from previous years in the group and I think everyone has read them."

Old Zhu rubbed his hands. "From 2000 to early 2003, the murderer committed dozens of crimes in many places. He used blunt instruments such as hammers, and almost all of them killed people with one blow."

This number of murders is no longer just a matter of numbers; it is simply magical.

Behind human life is... The destructive power is too strong, Lao Zhu sighed.

"At that time, the police systems in various places were not connected to the Internet, and the murderer committed the crime in a large area. At one point, the police in various places treated the case as an individual case and investigated it in the direction of acquaintances. This also made it more difficult to solve the case."

Today is the information age. Everyone can access the Internet and there are surveillance cameras everywhere. Although many people complain about the leakage of personal information every day, sometimes we have to admit that in such a social environment, the cost of committing crimes has greatly increased and the number of potential criminals has decreased a lot.

It is unlikely that a situation where someone kills someone and runs away without being found will occur again.

But in just over a decade, there have been too many cases like this, especially in remote areas, where carjackers and bandits are rampant. After robbing people, they throw them off a cliff, and it may take a long time for them to be discovered.

There are also many who have disappeared completely.

There was even a place in the southwest where there was an old farmer who killed a person and sold it as ostrich meat at the market. After a long time, he was caught by chance.

Just like the murderer in this case, he roamed around and committed murders, specifically targeting rural areas. The victims were either elderly people living alone or farmers whose men were not at home and only women, children and the elderly were around.

And every time a murder was committed, no one would be left alive, as they would be killed by a blow to the head with a hammer.

Even so, there was no usable evidence and no one could be caught.

"Did the comrade in charge of reviewing the files find anything?"

Lao Zhu asked.

"Director, there are too few useful clues in the file. There are no eyewitnesses, no usable evidence, and even no suspicious persons reported near the crime scene each time. Doesn't this person have a means of transportation, and doesn't he eat or stay in a hotel?"

The young police officer shook his head helplessly.

There were several boxes of files uploaded from various places, but no useful clues were found after searching through them.

All we know is that the murder weapon was an octagonal hammer used on construction sites.

In the public's perception, knives and other weapons are more common, but the truly powerful weapons are blunt instruments.

For example, most of the weapons used by brave generals in ancient battles were blunt weapons.

The wounds caused by swords and knives are large and cause heavy bleeding, but the injuries are often not immediately fatal.

Blunt instruments such as hammers are different. Once they hit a vital point, it is often fatal and the victim does not even have time to react.

This also means that the murderer can often kill several people in a very short period of time.

"Are we going to fail again this time?"

Old Zhu scratched his head, at a loss.

The murderer had not committed a crime in many years since 2003, so the chances of solving the case were slim. This time, their whereabouts were finally found, but the local surveillance and investigation yielded nothing, and the crime scene was extremely remote, with no surveillance evidence.

If he gets away again this time.
Old Zhu even suspected that the murderer was already very old.

After all, there was no record of any of his previous crimes surviving.

The victim this time was an 80-year-old man who actually survived the murderer's hammer.

The only reason that Lao Zhu could think of was that the murderer was old and unable to commit the crime.

"director."

Seeing that Lao Zhu was thinking about something, Liu Mingyang called out softly.

"I called our prophet."

Although the voice was low, everyone present heard it.

"What? Isn't Jiang Hanwen causing chaos in Han Country? Can he come back at this time?"

(End of this chapter)