You're supposed to be a security officer, what case are you solving?

Chapter 136 Case Closed (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

It took almost half a day of work before the grave was finally dug up.

Because the coffin was sealed, Hu Shusheng's body was well preserved, and his facial features were still visible.

During the interrogation last night, Hu Aihua's confession implicated his father as well, which may have been exaggerated. However, there is no doubt that all the women who disappeared after Zhang Qian in 92 were imprisoned in the cellar.

It's impossible that Hu Shusheng was unaware of the situation. Even if it wasn't as cruel and bloody as Hu Aihua described, he was most likely an accomplice.

The three bodies were transported down the mountain and back to the city in a hearse.

In the citrus grove, technicians are still conducting an investigation, especially collecting physical evidence from the cellar, such as fingerprints, blood, hair, and semen stains. These will be crucial evidence for future convictions.

After Yang Jinwen went down the mountain, he did not go back immediately, but stayed in the cellar until night.

There's no other reason than that Hu Aihua couldn't handle such a large-scale series of murders by himself. Besides him and his father, could there be a third person involved?
Villagers? Television station staff? It's not impossible.

Hu Aihua is undoubtedly sentenced to death. However, if he is determined to remain silent until the day he is about to be executed, but suddenly changes his story and names a third person involved in the crime during the court hearing, then things will get very serious.

Both the Chengbei branch and the municipal bureau will be dragged down. No matter how big the case you handled, those who should be held accountable will be held accountable, and those who should be dismissed will be dismissed.

In addition, it could delay the execution of the death penalty, allowing Hu Aihua to live for a while longer.

Yang Jinwen had seen too many of these examples in his previous life, especially some special cases where the perpetrators were originally supposed to be executed by firing squad, but due to other reasons, the execution was delayed again and again, and they lived for many more years.

Yang Jinwen felt that every minute this murderous monster lived was an injustice to these missing women!
So, Yang Jinwen, along with the technical teams from the Municipal Bureau and the North City Branch, meticulously examined the cellar to ensure that no physical evidence or clues were overlooked.

Why is it important to ensure this?

First, criminal investigation techniques in the 1990s were relatively primitive, and there are too many examples of leftover or contaminated physical evidence.

Secondly, could it be that a forensic examiner is being manipulated by someone with ulterior motives to cover up any traces?

It's hard to say.

Ma Boming from the technical team welcomed Yang Jinwen, as his help had greatly accelerated progress.

First, Yang Jinwen packed up everything in the house, including footprints and fingerprints, as well as anything that could be used normally.

For example, cut-off bed sheets, toothbrushes, cups, contraceptive boxes, as well as hoes used for murder and shovels used for burying bodies, may all have fingerprints.

In addition, there were pesticide bottles that the cat found in the citrus grove. Hu Aihua had a row of these pesticide bottles under her bed, which were probably used to kill carrion worms.

The soil, citrus fruits, and straw in the cellar were also collected.

The city bureau's technical team and Ma Boming were wide-eyed when they saw how much stuff he had made.

"Xiao Yang, no, you're going to pack up everything in this house? Is that really necessary?"

Yang Jinwen frowned: "We can't let anything go, just in case we need it."

Ma Boming waved his hand: "That's not what I meant. Your habit is good, but does our municipal bureau have that much funding for your investigation? Just one DNA test costs a huge amount of money."

After saying this, Ma Boming looked at the group of people from the Municipal Bureau. They didn't say anything, but they agreed with his point of view.

The city bureau leaders are all stingy. This case has irrefutable evidence and a complete chain of evidence. Who would dare to approve this funding?

Ma Boming continued, "And what are you going to do with those moldy tangerines?"

Yang Jinwen replied, "Ma Weiwei survived because of this."

"That's true. But seriously, pick out only the ones you can actually use. Don't take everything back, or you'll really get scolded."

Yang Jinwen shook his head: "No, I don't care whether the Municipal Bureau tests it or not, but these things must be taken back. Besides, we haven't spent much money on this case, have we?"

These words shut Ma Boming up. Actually, he had his own selfish motives; taking these things back would only increase his workload.

However, what Yang Jinwen said is also true. In the early stages of this case, from the search to identifying Hu Aihua, no money was spent.

Yang Jinwen acted so quickly, but the cost of evidence collection is astronomical.

Yang Jinwen couldn't care less about all that. He was now focused on making this case airtight, ideally with the Supreme People's Court reviewing it, and the death penalty carried out immediately, without any unexpected situations.

At this moment, they were standing in the dark room above the cellar.

The photos in the darkroom were all collected, and even the newspapers on the wall were carefully torn down by Yang Jinwen.

Seeing his reaction, Ma Boming shook his head helplessly: "Fine, you'd better move all the citrus trees in the grove back..."

Before he could finish speaking, two people walked in through the door.

They turned to look and saw a man and a woman, wearing light green shirts and wide-brimmed hats, each carrying a briefcase.

The woman said, "We are from the procuratorate. My name is He Qing, and this is my colleague, Fang Ming. We've come to check on the progress of the evidence collection."

Ma Boming quickly greeted them, saying, "Welcome to the two comrades from the procuratorate for their guidance."

He Qing nodded, but her eyes remained fixed on Yang Jinwen, her brows slightly furrowed.

The woman was in her thirties and exuded an aura of authority.

Yang Jinwen's pupils contracted, feeling as if he had seen her somewhere before.

Seeing that she looked away, Yang Jinwen ignored her and went about her own business.

After it got completely dark, Yang Jinwen prepared to take a car from the Municipal Bureau back home. He Qing came out of the house and said to him, "Comrade Yang Jinwen, take our car, we'll take you home."

Yang Jinwen was a little puzzled, but could only nod and say, "Thank you."

The prosecutor, Fang Ming, drove. Yang Jinwen got into the back seat, thinking He Qing would sit in the front passenger seat. Unexpectedly, the woman also got into the back seat, so he had to move his buttocks further in.

The car drove onto the main road, and the bumpy ride stopped. He Qing turned her head and looked at Yang Jinwen: "Do you know me?"

Yang Jinwen smiled and asked, "Should I get to know you?"

Hearing this, He Qing smiled and said, "When we were little, you snatched the chicken leg from my bowl, do you remember?"

"I remember now." Yang Jinwen nodded, noticing that the other person was wearing a wedding ring on the ring finger of their left hand.

The company has a clear rule that employees are not allowed to wear any jewelry, but He Qing did.

He Qing noticed his gaze and held out her hand for him to see: "I got married four years ago."

"Congratulations."

He Qing sighed and asked, "How is Uncle Yang doing lately?"

"I've gone to Shenzhen to start a business."

“I know, my mom told me.”

After she finished speaking, she fell silent. Yang Jinwen couldn't find a good topic to talk about, so he also fell silent.

Fang Ming, who was driving, asked, "Comrade Yang Jinwen, where are we taking you?"

He Qing instructed, "Go directly to the North City Branch."

"Okay." Fang Ming nodded.

Half an hour later, the car arrived at its destination, and Yang Jinwen prepared to get off.

He Qing said, "By the way, you should visit my mother when you have time. Last time, your Director Yang said you should go, and she's been nagging you about it for a long time."

Hearing her say that, Yang Jinwen had no choice but to nod: "Okay, I'll go there first thing tomorrow morning."

He Qing smiled and said, "Your home address has changed. If you need to go to the city compound, give me a call before you go, and I'll write down the number for you."

He Qing wrote him a note. Yang Jinwen took it, thanked Fang Ming who was driving, and then waved and walked into the branch office.

As Fang Ming drove the car away, he asked, "Sister He, what's going on? Who is this person?"

He Qing sighed: "It's a long story. When I was in junior high school, he ate at my house for more than a month. At that time, I thought he would be my younger brother in the future."

Fang Ming pondered these words several times, and suddenly understood, feeling incredibly surprised.

Secretary Zhang's godson?
What the hell happened? What incredible luck! Judging from this, Secretary Zhang still seems to have a thing for this kid's father.

He Qing could tell what he was thinking, and said seriously, "Don't talk about this carelessly."

"Of course, of course."

Fang Ming kept nodding, but his mind was racing with random thoughts.

He Qing and her husband have been married for four years but have no children. Furthermore, there are always medicine bottles in He Qing's office drawer. Could it be...?

If that's the case, and if Yang Jinwen's father really gets together with Secretary Zhang, then if Yang Jinwen marries and has a child, wouldn't that child be Secretary Zhang's only grandson?

"Damn it..." Fang Ming sighed slightly. That's just how life is. If you're too lucky, you can't stop it.

The other end.

Yang Jinwen didn't think much of it. After returning to the criminal investigation team, the old men in the yard were all staring at him.

"Xiao Yang, someone's looking for you. They're in Director Lu's office. Go there right away."

"Who?"

"You'll know when you go there."

When they got to the second floor, Jiang Jianbing grabbed his arm and said, "Go to Director Lu's office. Look at you, all dirty. You need to tidy up your appearance."

"No, who is it? They seem so nervous," Yang Jinwen asked.

Jiang Jianbing raised his chin: "Go ahead, go and take a look."

Hearing this, Yang Jinwen felt uneasy. She went to Lu Shaohua's office, knocked on the door, and the door was immediately opened.

"Come in," Lu Shaohua greeted.

When Yang Jinwen went inside, he saw a simply dressed country man sitting on the edge of the sofa. He had a dark complexion, a hunched back, and his feet were together, looking very cautious.

Upon seeing Yang Jinwen, he stood up, his lips pressed tightly together.

No matter how bitter or tiring life was, or how difficult life was, this country man had never cried before, but at this moment, he was sobbing uncontrollably.

Yang Jinwen looked at Ma Shutang, his eyes slightly moved.

"Uncle Ma."

Ma Shutang's wife, Zhao Caiying, chose to end her life after her daughter's disappearance and unsuccessful search, knowing she could never find her again.

His daughter is missing, his wife is gone, and Ma Shutang is all alone at home.

He originally planned to go after his wife's funeral, not wanting to live on alone.

Unexpectedly, their daughter was found and brought back.

He rushed to the city, and when he saw his daughter at the hospital, he was completely devastated.

When Ma Shutang learned that the young man who had treated him to dinner was the one who led the investigation into the series of missing persons cases and found his daughter, he rushed over to see him.

With a thousand words and a mix of emotions, Ma Shutang was speechless.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say thank you, but inexplicably asked, "Do you know where I live?"

Yang Jinwen nodded: "Nanwan County, Majiahe Town, Group 6 of Village 3."

　I'm begging for monthly votes, sob sob.

　　This month has been really busy, but I'll update more next month, don't worry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)