Restarting life by going to the countryside to support medical work

Chapter 635 There is a problem

He leaned back in his chair, his mind racing, recalling every word from the two transcripts.

At this point, all we can say is that Wang Hongyang and Tian Fangzhou have come into their sights, and can be considered... suspects.

But how do you explain this if you understand human anatomy?

Wang Hongyang is a staff member of the subdistrict office, so his information is available here. Based on his experiences from childhood to adulthood, he has no connection with doctors, butchers, or any other professions that might involve dealing with human anatomy.

If he is the murderer, how did he manage to kill so accurately?
One question after another surfaced in Jin Zhihai's mind, like a fog, making it difficult for him to see the road ahead.

And then there's Tian Fangzhou. His two statements were inconsistent. Was it because he misremembered, or is there something wrong with him as well?
It's common for people to give inconsistent answers to the same question when being questioned. Some people genuinely misremember, and these people usually have poor memories or are just careless. They'll need a long time to remember what happened a few days ago, let alone what they ate for lunch.

Another type of person gives inconsistent answers because they were simply making things up when questioned by the police.

It's almost impossible to make a casual, offhand answer consistent.

Don't say this situation is impossible. Some people are like that; they don't care if it doesn't concern them. They don't care if their answer might lead to a misjudgment by the police. Anyway, if you ask me, I'll just say whatever comes to mind. As for saying I'm wrong? Oh, sorry, maybe I remembered it wrong.

One of the most typical cases was a murder and robbery that occurred on the street, and five people witnessed the incident.

Later, the police brought the five people back to the police station and asked them to cooperate with the sketch artist to make a composite sketch of the suspect. The sketches were made separately for the five people. When the final composite sketches were completed, the police were almost driven crazy.

The five composite sketches created by the five individuals, created with the help of a sketch artist, share only one thing in common: the suspect is a middle-aged man. They are practically identical in every other way. Based on the descriptions provided by the five witnesses, the police are looking for these five suspects. The sketch artist was speechless.

Are these five people protecting that criminal?
No, that's not true. They didn't know that person at all. The reason why everyone's description is different is, first of all, they were witnessing murder for the first time and felt fear in their hearts, that's for sure.

When this fear lingers in one's heart, the person will consciously or unconsciously distort the image of the abuser in their mind into the terrifying form they imagine, regardless of age or gender.

Another very important point is that it is difficult for a person to describe another person's appearance from memory. Let alone describing a complete stranger or an ordinary person whom you have only met once, even describing someone you know very well, such as your parents, is something that very few people can do verbally.

Therefore, Jin Zhihai could understand why Tian Fangzhou's two statements were inconsistent.

Even if he could figure it out, it wouldn't stop him from sending someone to investigate this person more thoroughly. He'd just have to wait and see.

Soon, his thoughts returned to Wang Hongyang, the driver from the neighborhood office.

Actually, there's another point of contention in the two transcripts that he didn't mention earlier, and I don't know if the other two people noticed it. That is, Wang Hongyang's answers to several questions in the two transcripts are almost identical.

Police officers taking statements generally record what the person being questioned says without altering a single word. Even if the person uses slang in their answers, it will still be recorded verbatim.

Almost no one can give the same answer exactly the same way when asked the same question a few days apart, unless the question already has a correct answer and the person being asked has memorized the standard answer.

So, is Wang Hongyang the one who memorized the standard answer in advance?
And who taught him to memorize these standard answers?
In an era when communication relied mainly on shouting and transportation relied mainly on walking, the speed of information dissemination was extremely slow. Even the news in newspapers and on the radio was more accurately described as old news, and the earliest that could be reported was something that had happened three to five days ago.

Information spreads slowly, so if you want to learn and master some new knowledge, besides having teachers at school, you can only go to the library to look up books on your own.

However, counter-surveillance experience cannot be gained simply by reading books, nor can it be taught by teachers...

Even professional police academies wouldn't teach this.

Consider the complete absence of traces at the crime scene; not a single footprint or fingerprint was left. Keep in mind that the murderer didn't just steal quietly; he killed the victim first and then spent a long time breaking into the safe to take the money inside.

He spent a considerable amount of time at the crime scene, at least an hour. Regardless of whether the murderer attacked as soon as he entered, it would have taken a long time just to forcibly open the safe.

Having lingered for so long without leaving any useful traces, Jin Zhihai wouldn't believe it unless he had extensive counter-surveillance experience.

But where did the murderer learn this counter-surveillance experience?

If Wang Hongyang is the murderer, then there should be someone in his network of contacts who understands police investigations, and this person should have a particularly good relationship with him, and might even be an accomplice.

But do you understand police investigations?
Aside from people within the political and legal system, Jin Zhihai couldn't think of anyone else who would understand this.

"dong dong dong"

Just then, a knock on the door startled Kim Ji-hae from his deep thoughts.

"Come in"

"General Manager Jin"

The person who came in was one of another group that had been sent out to investigate and conduct interviews last night.

"Zhou Yue, you've finished on your end too? I remember you were in the same group as Xiao Shen, hasn't he come over yet?"

Upon seeing who had entered, Kim Ji-hae gestured to the chair in front of his desk, indicating for the visitor to sit, and then glanced at the slowly closing office door before asking a question.

"There's still one of the three people assigned to us that we haven't met yet, but we've already contacted him. We've arranged to meet at his house at 8:30. I'm back because I have something important to report to you first."

"What is it?" Jin Zhihai pushed the cigarettes on the table forward, gesturing for his seated subordinate to take them himself.

Zhou Yue didn't stand on ceremony. He reached into the cigarette box, took out a cigarette, and lit it with a match on the table.

"It's like this, Mr. Jin. The second person Xiao Shen and I visited gave us some information. Oh, the second person we visited was Fan Yimin, the deputy director of the Finance Office."

We had already asked all the questions we needed to and were about to leave when Deputy Director Fan suddenly remembered something, stopped us, and told us that An Hongwei, whom we identified as the first deceased, had a good relationship with Wang Hongyang, the driver from their street office.

He said he had seen the two of them going out to restaurants and drinking together several times. The restaurant they went to was at the entrance of the alley where Deputy Director Fan lived. He had also seen Li Zhaoming, the second victim, eating and drinking with those two people.

However, it was mostly Wang Hongyang and An Hongwei.

Why didn't he say that last time?

Jin Zhihai remembers clearly that when he first questioned Deputy Director Fan, he did not mention that both deceased individuals had a good relationship with driver Wang Hongyang.

“I asked him because I remember you didn’t mention this point during the case analysis meeting yesterday. So I asked him if you mentioned this when I asked him last time. He was a little embarrassed and said he forgot.”

Then he told me that the reason he forgot was because he had never seen those three people together at work. He also said that his home was quite far from his workplace and where those three people lived; it would take twenty or thirty minutes by bicycle. He couldn't understand why those three people would travel so far to eat and drink.

call……

After listening to Zhou Yue's words, Jin Zhihai let out a soft sigh of relief. If the information provided by Deputy Director Fan was true, then Wang Hongyang's suspicion had increased even further.

But why did they go so far away? Just to eat and drink? Did they think the food at that restaurant was delicious?
No, he didn't believe they were there just for a meal; there must be something else going on.

But what kind of thing could make them travel so far?

Thinking of this, Jin Zhihai narrowed his eyes and called out, "Zhou Yue..."

"General Manager Jin"

"You arranged to meet that person at 8:30, right?"

"right"

“There’s still time. Drive over now and pick up the wives of the two deceased. Tell them you have some questions for them. Once you’ve brought them here, separate them and put them in the interrogation rooms. Then let me know.”

"Okay, I'll go now."

Without hesitation, Zhou Yue got up and walked out of the office.

Those three people must have come all that way to do something, otherwise they could eat anywhere, why would they need to go so far?

Moreover, they can eat and drink together outside, but they don't spend much time together at work. In other words, they don't want others to know about their close relationship, at least they don't want to appear too close at work.

Hey, interesting! What are these three doing?

Kim Ji-hae immediately became interested.

……

Zhou Yue was quick to pick them up; in less than half an hour, he had brought over the wives of the two deceased.

Knowing that the person had arrived, Jin Zhihai came out of the office building and went to the backyard, where he first met with the wife of the second deceased, Li Zhaoming.

With her husband dead, half of this woman's world had collapsed. Even though it had been six days, her face was still pale and her expression was somewhat dazed.

Seeing someone come in, she sat there stunned for a long time before she seemed to realize what was going on. Just as she was about to stand up, Kim Ji-hae pressed his hand down.

"No need to stand up, just sit down. My name is Jin Zhihai, and I am the deputy chief of the Criminal Investigation Division of the Beijing Municipal Public Security Bureau. I am in charge of your wife's case. I visited your home on the 27th, so we have met before."

"Uh... Mr. Kim... Hello, Mr. Kim."

The woman had no recollection of Jin Zhihai. On the 27th, she was still in deep grief. Many people had come and gone from her house, but she couldn't remember who had visited. She only knew that the police had come to her house and asked a few questions, but she had no recollection of what they looked like.

"I called you here today because there's something I'd like to verify with you. I hope you can cooperate."

"Please ask, sir, I will definitely cooperate."

The woman roused herself. She knew very well that her husband's death was a murder case. Not only were the two people on duty dead that night, but more than 50,000 yuan in wages was also stolen from the safe at the finance office. The police had called her in for questioning, which must be related to this case. They were trying to catch the murderer and also to avenge her husband, so she would definitely cooperate fully.

"Okay, I'd like to ask, what's the relationship between your husband, Li Zhaoming, and An Hongwei?"

"It's just an ordinary family. Our two families live not far apart, separated by an alley. We occasionally bump into each other while taking a walk outside and just say hello."

Does your spouse like to go out at night?

"Uh... it used to be okay, but recently I've been going out every few days."

At this point, the woman seemed to realize something and asked with a puzzled look, "Boss, is this...is this related to my husband's case?"

"We're investigating right now. Do you even know what your husband was doing when he went out last night?"

"He told me he was playing cards with some close friends."

Seemingly feeling that it was inappropriate to talk about playing cards in front of the police, the woman quickly waved her hand and explained, "He told me that they don't make money playing cards, they just play casually. His monthly salary is with me, and he usually only carries a few cents on him, so I don't have any money for him to play with."

You can't make money playing cards? Jin Zhihai said he didn't believe it.

Who does he hang out with?

"Uh... he just told me he was a close friend, but I don't know exactly who he is. He only has a few friends, and I already told your people about them last time."

"Do you know what his relationship is like with Wang Hongyang, the driver for the neighborhood committee?"

"Who? King..."

Wang Hongyang

"I don't know this person, and I've never heard him mention me," the woman said, shaking her head after thinking for a moment.

"You mean he only started going out at night frequently in the last year?"

"It's not often, maybe once every ten days or so."

"Okay, I understand. Sit here for a while longer, and someone will take you back later." With that, Jin Zhihai stood up, preparing to go to another room to question the wife of the first deceased, An Hongwei.

"lead"

Seeing that Jin Zhihai was about to leave, the woman hurriedly stood up and called out.

"what happened?"

"My husband was murdered while he was on duty at work. Why are you asking me about my husband instead of investigating the murderer?"

"Comrade Liu, this case is quite complicated."

Jin Zhihai could only patiently explain to the deceased's family that it was still uncertain whether the second deceased, Li Zhaoming, was directly related to the case, and there was no evidence to support such a conjecture.

(End of this chapter)