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

Chapter 162 A Case Within a Case! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Two days later.

According to news from the provincial capital's evidence center, the hammer brought by technical team member Ma Boming yielded biological samples from multiple victims.

Undoubtedly, that hammer, which killed seven people, is indeed the most important piece of physical evidence in the arson and murder case.

In addition, Wen Ling and the city bureau's forensic doctor conducted another autopsy on bodies number four and five.

When forensic pathologists perform an autopsy, they first look at the external signs, but because the body was destroyed in the fire, they can only take organs, slice them, and conduct pathological tests.

This is all in an effort to find out the cause of death, but the identity of the deceased cannot be determined at all.

As for boiling the body to examine the skeletal remains, forensic doctors generally do not do this.

First, the body is incomplete, and the family members who claim it may cause trouble.

Secondly, most forensic doctors don't understand forensic anthropology at all; at most, they can only perform some pathological tests.

In reality, modern forensic doctors are not as sophisticated as they seem. When a case occurs in a remote area, where it is not possible to transport the samples back to the city for autopsy, and the local area lacks the necessary facilities, there are many cases where autopsies are performed directly on-site.

After Wenling applied to her superiors and received approval, she immediately set to work, buying three large pots for stewing meat.

This is quite frightening. When the veterans of the North City Criminal Police Team heard about Wen Ling's actions, they felt nauseous.

Fortunately, Wenling works at a funeral home in the suburbs, which is relatively far away.

Jiang Jianbing exclaimed, "Amitabha!"

Otherwise, the aroma of cooked meat would make everyone vomit.

The confessions of the perpetrators in the arson and murder case at the guesthouse have been obtained, and after cross-referencing, there are no major issues.

However, we still need to find details of the crime from their confessions, and we also need to thoroughly investigate and verify the behavior of each perpetrator.

This is what is commonly referred to as criminal psychology, and Gou Hao is the most difficult one to deal with.

He killed four people, and he may also have been responsible for the arson and accidental burning of two children in Wuyang Town many years ago.

Therefore, his psychology is the most difficult to fathom.

Secondly, there is Zhao Xiong. He killed two people. His behavior is easy to explain. His motive was attributed to the fact that he killed Qiang Jian. The murder of the second victim, the shampoo girl, was his doing.

This was also acknowledged by Zhao Xiong.

Kou Yong's motive for the murder still needs to be investigated.

This is no longer the responsibility of the Chengbei Criminal Police Team. These past few days, people from the procuratorate have been going to the branch office and the detention center every day; the case has essentially been transferred to them.

What He Jinbo and his team need to do now is to investigate based on the clues provided by the procuratorate, and then collect evidence to corroborate the prosecutor's questions.

This is a real headache. The prosecutor's office has some strange demands. For example, they want to investigate Gou Hao's childhood experiences.

Right now, everyone is having lunch in the cafeteria.

He Jinbo looked around but couldn't find Yang Jinwen or Maozi.

"Where are those two guys from the Third Company?"

Zheng Kang looked up and said, "We've gone to check the deceased's identity."

Jiang Jianbing clicked his tongue: "It's really tough on them. Where are they going to find someone like that?"

He Jinbo said, "The identity of the first victim is roughly clear, but we'll have to wait for the DNA test results before we can get them."

Xu Guoliang laughed and said, "This guy is really unlucky. He went to a shampoo girl and got killed for no reason."

Jiang Jianbing took a bite of rice, squinted, then looked up at He Jinbo: "Captain He, what did you tell the Municipal Bureau?"

He Jinbo didn't look at him: "What did you say?"

"It's about the deputy branch commander."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Kang put down his chopsticks, and Xu Guoliang stared intently at He Jinbo.

He Jinbo laughed and said, "What? Are you kicking me out?"

"No, I was just asking." Jiang Jianbing continued eating, clearly somewhat absent-minded.

He Jinbo and Zheng Kang exchanged a glance and then fell silent.

Annam City, Public Transportation Company.

A row of blue and white buses was parked in the courtyard. Yang Jinwen stood in the cold wind, offering Zhonghua cigarettes to several veteran drivers.

"You've come to inquire about Zhao Jianxin?"

Yang Jinwen asked, "Yes, brother, are you familiar with him?"

“How could I not be familiar with him? He used to drive the No. 2 bus, but after his child was born and there was no one to take care of him, I switched shifts with him and let him drive the No. 6 bus.”

This line passes by his home and his wife's workplace, so it's quite convenient.

What kind of person is Zhao Jianxin?

"He took over his father's job. He's a very honest person and works very diligently."

"Did he ask for leave in the days around the 9th?"

"I've already asked for leave."

Yang Jinwen squinted: "When did he take leave?"

"On the 9th."

Yang Jinwen glanced at Maozi, who immediately ran to the general affairs building next door.

Did he say why he needed to take leave?

"He said his daughter wasn't feeling well."

"What's the name of the ticket seller who partners with Zhao Jianxin?"

"Fang Yuan".

Do you know where she lives?

"The staff dormitory is in the back; everyone lives there."

After a while, Maozi came out and whispered to him, "Zhao Jianxin did take leave on the 9th, which is inconsistent with his previous statement. He didn't go to work that day at all."

It was already noon. Yang Jinwen and Maozi ate a quick bite of food and then headed to the staff dormitory of the transportation company.

Many elderly people stayed for a stroll under the midday sun.

Yang Jinwen and Maozi asked around and finally found Fang Yuan's address.

This staff building is newly built, and the walls are still very new.

Fang Yuan waited until after 6 p.m. before returning with a lunchbox and a thermos. She was taken aback when she saw two men standing at the entrance of her dormitory.

Yang Jinwen stepped forward, showed his identification, and said, "We are from the North City Criminal Police Team. Fang Yuan, we need to talk to you about something."

Fang Yuan frowned: "What is it?"

"Did you know that Zhao Jianxin's wife, Yu Lan, was murdered?"

"He told me."

"What did he say?"

"Just say his wife was murdered."

What was his expression at the time?

"I didn't notice that."

"How has Zhao Jianxin been taking care of his daughter these past few days?"

“During the day, he leaves Yangyang at the daycare. When the daycare is closed or opens late, he takes Yangyang with him, and I help take care of him.”

Did he go to work on the 9th?

Fang Yuan shook her head: "He took leave."

Did he say why he needed to take leave?

He said Yangyang wasn't feeling well.

Yang Jinwen squinted and asked, "Do you know where he went that day?"

"How do I know?"

Who is Zhao Jianxin closest to?

Fang Yuan recalled for a moment: "He is a loner, he is not very familiar with the people in his workplace, and he doesn't like to talk."

"How has he been these past few days since the 9th?"

"He was listless, lacked energy, and seemed dazed. While driving, he almost hit another car."

"You've been partners with him for so long, are you sure you don't know who he gets along best with? Or who he gets along with?"

Fang Yuan frowned, then relaxed and replied, "He gets along well with those passengers."

"passenger?"

"Yes, those people who take the bus every day."

"Who is there?"

Fang Yuan was somewhat troubled: "How can I put it? Anyway, they are those people who get up early to go to work, or those vegetable farmers who come to the city to sell vegetables."

Our No. 6 bus terminates at Shuitianba on the outskirts of the city. Every morning after we go there, many vegetable farmers carrying baskets on their backs or shoulder poles come into the city to sell their vegetables.

Some of them were older, and Brother Zhao would sometimes help them put away their baskets and bamboo crates, or help them load them onto their vehicles.

Yang Jinwen looked out at the night sky. The sun was setting, and the December wind was cold against his neck. Winter nights come early, and darkness began to fall.

"Okay, thank you." Yang Jinwen thanked him, then added, "Don't tell anyone about today's conversation, especially not Zhao Jianxin, understand?"

Fang Yuan was a little confused. She nodded and watched their backs as they left before taking out her key to open the door.

Yang Jinwen and Maozi went downstairs and returned to the car.

Maozi immediately asked, "Captain Yang, we've been investigating Zhao Jianxin for several days now. What exactly are you investigating?"

Yang Jinwen remained silent.

Cat said discontentedly, "Don't stay silent. At least show some respect for me, the vice-captain."

Cat warned, "The facts of the arson and murder case at the guesthouse are clear. Don't even think about letting those three bastards commit the crime."

Yang Jinwen shook his head: "What case are you talking about? If we really try to overturn the case, Captain He will definitely skin me alive."

"You know that much." Cat looked ahead and frowned. "This isn't the way back to the office either."

"Let's go to the funeral home."

"Hey..." Cat turned up his collar: "There's no dinner."

A semi-underground autopsy room at a funeral home in the suburbs.

As soon as the cat entered, it smelled the aroma of meat, and it couldn't help but swallow.

Immediately afterwards, he saw Zhang Lei, wearing several masks, carrying an iron bucket filled with boiling hot water.

Cat laughed and said, "Hey, Lei Zi, are you guys having a special meal in the dissection room? It smells so good!"

Before Zhang Lei could answer, Maozi walked over and peered into the bucket.

Instantly, his face turned deathly pale, and he froze on the spot. A moment later, he rushed out to the courtyard like a tornado, squatted down, and dry heaved.

Zhang Lei laughed and said, "Cat, don't you like to eat meat?"

Yang Jinwen greeted Zhang Lei and then saw Wen Ling walk out of the dissection room as if nothing had happened.

She removed her double mask and said, "It'll be a while longer."

Yang Jinwen nodded: "Then let's find a place to have dinner?"

Seeing that he showed no signs of discomfort, Wen Ling raised an eyebrow: "Okay, what do you want to eat?"

"Isn't there a noodle shop outside? Let's have some noodles."

"Where's Cat Brother?"

Yang Jinwen pointed outside: "They're feeding the ants outside."

Half an hour later, Maozi dared not stay there any longer. He found a tricycle outside the funeral home and sped back to his workplace.

After finishing their meal, Yang Jinwen and Wen Ling returned to the dissection room.

The skeletons of corpses number four and five have been extracted. Yang Jinwen helped Wen Ling and the others place the skeletons one by one on the stainless steel dissection table.

It was already past 11 p.m.

Under the fluorescent light, the skeletons gleamed with a pale white light.

Looking at the two skeletons that had been pieced together, Yang Jinwen immediately spotted the skeleton of the fourth victim, the 42-year-old man that Wen Ling had identified. His back was slightly curved, his acromion was upturned, his coracoid process was bony and his trapezius muscle was petrified.

Zhang Lei could also see it, and pointed, asking, "How did this happen?"

Yang Jinwen replied, "This injury was caused by carrying a shoulder pole for a long time, resulting in a deformity of the right scapula!"

(End of this chapter)