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

Chapter 258 There is someone under the bed!

Hongyun Building, Room 306.

Yang Jinwen lifted the emerald green beaded curtain, and the beads rattled together.

He walked into the bedroom; to his left was a wardrobe, and to his right was a window.

He opened the wardrobe, inside which hung several women's winter clothes, and below was a suitcase.

Fu Mingyuan said, "According to Yang Jianhui's confession, he stole more than 800 yuan in cash. 600 yuan of it was hidden in the pockets of clothes in the wardrobe, and the remaining 200 yuan was found under the pillow."

This explains why there was no one in the wardrobe when Yang Jianhui was in the room.

"Two hundred yuan under the pillow?"

"Yes, that's what Yang Jianhui said in his statement."

"How many customers did the victim, Yu Jing, receive on the night of May 28th?"

"This……"

Fu Mingyuan scratched the back of his head: "I don't know about that."

"Do those clients come to the pimps on their own initiative, or do they contact pimps?"

"Those who come to my door are all acquaintances, like Yang Jianhui. There are also people who specifically bring people from the town to come for prostitution, especially coal miners and truck drivers."

Almost all these people come here, especially during holidays and payday. Too many people are involved in the town's entertainment venues, prostitution, and gambling.

The town's police station was overwhelmed, focusing on cracking down on illegal gambling. After severely punishing several groups of people, these gamblers no longer dared to gamble in town; instead, they went to the mountains, built a makeshift shack, and gambled for days on end.

What is Yu Jing's 'boyfriend's' name?

"Ji Xiaoqiang, a hoodlum from Caochang Town, brought five girls with him and they were selling silver at Hongyunlou."

Yang Jinwen nodded, without asking why no one was arrested.

Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask.

“This man is the cousin of the head of the security department at the mining bureau,” Fu Mingyuan said, touching his nose.

Yang Jinwen hummed in response, without any expression.

If you want to hide someone, there are only four places in the house.

Kitchen, bathroom, wardrobe, and under the bed.

There's no large furniture in the kitchen and bathroom; you can see people as soon as you open the door, so the only options are the wardrobe and under the bed.

This is a 1.5-meter-wide bed with two pillows placed side by side at the head of the bed. A beige sheet hangs down from the side of the bed, half of it suspended in the air, about 10 centimeters off the ground.

Yang Jinwen knelt on one knee at the foot of the bed, lifted the sheet, and looked inside.

It was dark under the bed, and I couldn't see very well.

He walked to the right and opened the window, which was covered by a movie poster of "A Chinese Odyssey," blocking out the sunlight.

The poster shows Zixia Fairy, dressed in red, standing gracefully on the city wall, gazing at the wandering warrior played by Stephen Chow.

The victim, Yu Jing, must have been a big fan of Zixia Fairy during her lifetime.

As the sunlight streamed in, Yang Jinwen squatted down on the right side of the bed and lifted the entire sheet.

Anyone who regularly cleans their home knows that if it's not a deep cleaning, and you just sweep the floor regularly, especially in visible areas, corners and places that haven't been cleaned in a while will accumulate a thick layer of dust.

There's a lot of dust, especially under the bed.

Therefore, experienced married men who are good at counter-surveillance should pay close attention to the area under their beds and all traces in their homes, especially male friends who frequently travel for work, who should be extra vigilant.

The sunlight was so bright that even the dust in the air was visible.

Clearly, the victim, Yu Jing, did not care about the cleanliness under her bed, which was covered with a thick layer of dust and cotton fibers.

The dust wasn't spread out evenly; it looked like someone had stirred it around. It's also possible that Yu Jing had stuck the mop in there while mopping the floor.

When Yang Jinwen looked at the cleanliness of the room, he realized that Yu Jing was not a very sloppy girl; she kept the visible areas quite clean.

Fu Mingyuan was in his forties and a veteran criminal investigator. He could tell what Yang Jinwen was investigating as soon as he saw the situation.

"Did someone really come in?"

Yang Jinwen didn't answer him, but simply said, "Let's lift the bed up."

"Lift it up?"

"Flip over to the wardrobe and lean against it."

"alright."

The bed was a wooden bed, and a very old wooden bed, which was very light.

Yang Jinwen took the pillows and sheets to the sofa outside and put them there. Then, he and Fu Mingyuan each stood on one side and flipped the bed over with their hands.

"Be careful not to step in it."

"I know."

The bed was laid out horizontally and vertically, fully revealing the space underneath.

Yang Jinwen waved to Fu Mingyuan, who was standing by the window. Fu Mingyuan quickly moved aside and stood next to him.

The two people stood at the foot of the bed, and the situation under the bed was clearly visible in the sunlight.

Even without Yang Jinwen saying anything, Fu Mingyuan saw it too. In the middle of the bed, there was a dust drag mark, the size of which was exactly the size of an adult.

Especially near the foot of the bed, there are several clear handprints.

Yang Jinwen asked, "During the forensic examination, did you check under the bed?"

"Uh……"

"Is it there or not? That's very important." "I think it's probably not there." Fu Mingyuan seemed embarrassed. He knew very well what level of expertise those people in the forensic department were at.

Yang Jinwen then asked, "Do the security team and the police station frequently come to the building to enforce the law?"

If the police are cracking down on prostitution, some clients, in their haste, might hide under the bed; this is not uncommon.

"This..." Fu Mingyuan still couldn't answer.

"The dust marks under the bed were formed recently and won't have been there for long. Captain Fu, get the forensic team here to take photos and extract fingerprints."

"Okay, I'll make the call right away."

Fu Mingyuan nodded. He had previously been certain that Yang Jianhui was the murderer in the 528 murder case, but after Yang Jinwen's antics, he was becoming increasingly unsure.

Yang Jinwen squatted down and carefully examined the dust marks on the ground.

The person lying under the bed wasn't tall. Judging from the size of the hand and the marks, their height was between 1.65 and 1.7 meters, if we look at a larger area.

This is determined by visual inspection; for more precise measurements, we must wait for trace evidence analysis.

Yang Jinwen raised his left hand and placed it above the palm print. He compared it slightly and found that his palm was much larger.

He is 1.85 meters tall, and the other person's height is definitely no more than 1.7 meters.

In addition, Yang Jinwen also found a shallow scratch in the middle, as if the paint on the car body had been lightly scratched by a key.

What caused this?
Was it there before, or was it done by someone lying under the bed?

Yang Jinwen squinted as he stood up and looked at his waist. He was wearing blue jeans, a cloth belt, and a dark gold buckle.

The belt buckle is about the size of a metal lighter. If it is flat, it will not scratch the cement floor.

Unless the belt buckle has a pattern!
What kind of pattern is it? And it must have slightly raised edges.

Yang Jinwen put aside his question for the moment, turned around, and saw Fu Mingyuan walk in.

"Captain Yang, we've already notified the forensic team; they'll be here soon."

"Ah."

Fu Mingyuan wanted to say something, but Yang Jinwen's gaze was fixed on the wall clock on the opposite side of the curtain.

Fu Mingyuan frowned, feeling that Yang Jinwen's overreaction was really bothering him.

He turned around and followed the other person's gaze.

On the opposite wall, above the small round table, hangs a wall clock.

The dial is about the same size as a mooncake box.

The hour, minute, and second hands all point to 5 p.m.

Fu Mingyuan said, "If it's not displaying anything, it's probably out of battery or broken."

Yang Jinwen squinted and remained silent.

He stepped back into the bedroom and stood at the head of the bed, where he could see the clock on the other side of the beaded curtain clearly from the bed.

Seeing his actions, Fu Mingyuan asked, "Captain Yang, you've been watching for so long, what have you discovered?"

"I can't say for sure; it depends on the information from the forensic examination and the testimonies of witnesses."

"Did Yang Jianhui actually kill the person?"

"What do you think?" Yang Jinwen asked in return.

An hour or so ago, Fu Mingyuan would definitely not have hesitated, but now, he couldn't say for sure.

Yang Jinwen's question had two implications.

One question was whether he had noticed anything suspicious. Of course there were suspicious points, but Fu Mingyuan's thinking couldn't keep up, and his logical ability was poor, so he couldn't connect these suspicious points.

Secondly, Yang Jinwen was asking him whether he wanted to settle the case there and have Yang Jianhui plead guilty and accept punishment, or to review the case again.

There are some things that are inconvenient to say, because saying them would offend people. So we can only be tactful and save face for each other.

Fu Mingyuan clicked his tongue, pondered for a moment, and then said, "We haven't gotten Yang Jianhui's confession yet. This case is still in the investigation and evidence collection stage. The case file hasn't been sent up yet. We can check it more carefully."

"With Captain Yang's help, I believe the truth about the 528 case will definitely come to light."

Fu Mingyuan is neither stupid nor confused. After all, it is a criminal homicide case involving two lives: the victim and the perpetrator, Yang Jianhui. If he is not the suspect, it will lead to a wrongful conviction.

Any conscientious criminal investigator would handle this with caution.

Not everyone can accept being called a veteran detective.

The word "old" here doesn't refer to age, but rather to ability, experience, and attitude towards criminal homicide cases.

Yang Jinwen nodded, his goodwill towards Fu Mingyuan increasing considerably.

After all, this is his case, his jurisdiction. Although the municipal bureau is a level higher, the Danan County bureau can completely ignore him, since most of the funding comes from the county, not from the municipal bureau.

Local county and district police bureaus are aligned with local authorities, and promotions are not limited to the police system. Compared to promotions within the system, transfers to local areas are more advantageous.

Otherwise, why would Comrade Qi Tongwei not think about advancing within his own system, but instead insist on grabbing that position?

Yang Jinwen was still staring intently at the wall clock when Lü Weiwei and Maozi appeared at the door looking dejected.

Lu Weiwei said, "Master, Ji Xiaoqiang isn't coming over. He said if we have any questions, we should go find him ourselves."

Cat added, "Captain Yang, this guy is really arrogant. He has dyed his hair yellow and is wearing an earring. I told him we were from the Municipal Bureau, but he ignored me."

"Ah."

Yang Jinwen nodded: "I understand. People in the underworld have to give others some face."

(End of this chapter)