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

Chapter 297, Section 296: An Unimaginable Scene!
Because a body was found, and it was in the southern part of the city.

Yan Bin, the captain of the Chengnan branch, and the deputy director in charge of criminal investigation, rushed to the scene to find out what was going on.

Upon seeing Yang Jinwen, the two men immediately widened their eyes, each thinking to themselves that it was best to stay away from the cases he was handling.

Last time, when Lao Cui and Ding San were arrested, Chai Tao from the Jiaxing branch was implicated without cause. The higher-ups thought he had some connection with these people, so he was suspended from his duties to reflect on his actions. I heard that Chai Tao spends his days fishing to relieve boredom, while fishing and catching no fish, and also cursing Yang Jinwen.

The position of captain of the Jiaxing branch was handed over to Jiang Bala.

While handling the case, Jiang Bala boasted about Yang Jinwen's abilities everywhere, often using the case of the missing and murdered female student from Chengnan Health School to show off.

After all, he was involved!
It was because of this case that he and Fu Yun received the Second Class Merit Medal; otherwise, he wouldn't have been appointed as the acting captain.

Upon hearing that the body might be connected to the case in Danan County, the deputy director shrugged and left, leaving Yan Bin to deal with it.

Yan Bin's attitude also improved slightly. At least he didn't have to be in charge of the investigation, so he didn't have to deal with Yang Jinwen, that scoundrel.

Right now, Wen Ling and Zhang Lei are squatting in the bathroom, wearing masks, and using scissors to cut away the sheets covering the body bit by bit.

The ground was covered with dark yellow stains, which had solidified in layers.

Traces of bodily fluids have spread to the toilet stalls.

After a great deal of effort, the two men finally managed to reveal the full picture of the corpse.

The cat looked at the dried-up corpse and its face turned deathly pale.

He shouted, "I understand!"

"What do you know?" Yao Weihua asked.

Cat looked at the shriveled head and gagged a few times: "Those dozen or so bags of salt were used to preserve corpses."

Wen Ling clapped her hands and used a wick to turn over a scratch on her belly: "Brother Cat is right. He was preserved with salt after he died, and a lot of table salt was stuffed into the wound."

The corpse was covered in cuts, from its calves to its thighs, then to its belly, chest, and neck—a horrifying sight.

Yang Jinwen asked, "Can you find out the cause of death?"

"Shoot him."

Wenling turned the body over and found three shriveled bullet holes on its back, with the skin and flesh turned outwards and the shriveled muscles contracted like a chrysanthemum.

Because the toilet is enclosed, without windows, it is not ventilated, and sunlight cannot get in.

Wen Ling held a small flashlight, shining it and pointing it at the corpse.

"One bullet hole in the lower right waist and two bullet holes in the left back. Three shots were fired. The fatal wound was in the left back. As for the first shot, it's unclear. It was probably a burst. Judging from the shape of the wound, the distance from which it was fired was not far."

At this moment, Zhang Lei squatted by the wall, took the trash can from the corner to his front, first took out a man's red underwear and put it aside, then used his thumb and forefinger to pick up a single-edged fruit knife about fifteen centimeters long.

This should be the murder weapon used to cut open the flesh of the corpse.

In addition, Yang Jinwen also saw a bullet hole on the opposite wall, with the bullet embedded three centimeters into the wall.

Wen Ling changed her story: "So four shots were fired."

"Where are the shell casings?" Zhang Lei asked. "We didn't see any shell casings on the ground."

Yao Weihua covered his nose and pointed to the squat toilet: "I guess it was thrown into the sewer."

Song Jun, a veteran investigator from the Municipal Bureau, sighed: "Then we'll have to dig up the squat toilet and dismantle the sewers. What a hassle."

Yang Jinwen asked, "Uncle Song, have you found anything?"

"Does this count?" He waved the metal box in his hand.

This is a bullet box, with the country of origin and model number on it, indicating 7.62×17mm bullets.

The specialized firearm for this type of bullet is the Type 64. Before the promulgation of the "Regulations on the Control of Firearms," ​​this type of gun was generally used by division-level cadres and special agents.

Tao Jianye is the deputy general manager of the chemical plant, holding the rank of deputy division chief. This gun most likely belongs to him and was not confiscated.

"Besides this, we also found gun oil on the bedside table."

Yao Weihua swallowed hard: "Where's the gun?"

"The gun was not found."

Cai Ting said, "The gun was taken by 'Crimson'?"

"Whether she killed the person or not is still unclear," Cat replied.

Cai Ting glared at him, thinking that what he said was nonsense.

She said, "If 'Crimson' took the gun, how did she get it on the train? What is she trying to do?"

"What else could she do besides killing people?" Yao Weihua pondered. "On the way to the train station after leaving Annam and taking Gong Biao's taxi, she said something like, 'I'm trying to escape for my life, but I can't get out. Only by returning to my old home can I regain my dignity.'"

Furthermore, considering the deaf-mute woman risked her life to travel thousands of miles to find her, why would she take the gun back?

“If she dares to use a gun, she won’t be able to escape.” Yang Jinwen said to Yao Weihua, “Call Captain He and have him contact the Deyang City Public Security Bureau and have them check the surrounding area for any cases of guns with 7.62×17mm bullets.”

Yao Weihua nodded, took out his mobile phone, and began searching for a signal.

Everyone understood that as long as the Type 64 gun case was found, they could find out 'Yin Hong's' motives and thus her whereabouts.

It would be difficult for Wen Ling and Zhang Lei to move the body on their own; they would need someone's help.

Yang Jinwen naturally had to do the hard work. After the body was transported back to the funeral home, the first thing the family needed to do was to come and claim it. No one could recognize the body in such a grotesque state.

However, there are many clues and physical evidence. The black umbrella, the clothes worn, and the Shanghai brand watch all confirm that the body is most likely Tao Jianye.

This is exactly the same clothing he was wearing before he disappeared.

Yang Jinwen and Zhang Lei worked together to put the body into a body bag, and with a "rip," they zipped it up.

Most county and city police stations don't even have body bags, let alone zippers. They usually just wrap the body in plastic tape or a waterproof bag and carry it away.

Wen Ling was able to use these equipment because of his father.

Zhang Lei asked, "Where is the murderer from? He made the body look like cured meat." Yang Jinwen replied, "Sichuan Province."

"No wonder."

The body had just been carried out when Maozi, his face flushed and neck red, ran over and said, "Captain Yang, Uncle Song and the others found something."

The cat's expression had never been so fearful and panicked.

Even Wen Ling felt that something was wrong.

The group walked into the living room, where they found more than a dozen police officers and forensic investigators gathered around the television.

On the TV stand sat a black projector with the words "Panasonic" on the panel. A row of buttons and sockets were on the side of the machine.

At this moment, the drawers of the TV cabinet had already been pulled open.

Inside were rows and rows of videotapes, a dazzling array of them.

At first glance, one might mistake Tao Jianye for a film enthusiast.

But it was true. Yao Weihua squatted down and took out a videotape. It had pictures of a man and a woman on it, and the poses were incredibly offensive.

No wonder the cat's face was red and its neck was thick; it looked like it had never seen the world before.

Yao Weihua took out another box, the pattern on which was even more glaring.

If Jiang Jianbing and Xu Guoliang were here, they would definitely not hesitate to scrutinize and criticize him severely.

Cai Ting muttered, "Tao Jianye's style is very problematic. He keeps so many straps in his drawer."

Wen Ling turned her face away and said to Yang Jinwen, "I'll go first."

"Okay." Yang Jinwen nodded.

Yao Weihua asked, "Captain Yang, should we put it down and see?"

Yang Jinwen glanced at the tripod video camera in the corner and said, "Look around and see if there's any 'raw' footage."

"What is 'raw meat'?" the cat wondered.

Yao Weihua explained, "Raw meat is the uncensored original master tape, used to shoot footage."

"I understand, can't we just re-record and overwrite the existing film?"

“It’s not the same thing as what you’re talking about,” Yao Weihua replied, then added, “There are no CDs here. CDs need to be burned. Tao Jianye probably doesn’t know much about this stuff, so he’s using an old-fashioned cassette.”

Yao Weihua, Cai Ting, and Qi Bin opened all the drawers, which were full of pornographic videotapes of all kinds, including some very perverted scenes.

Even a seasoned veteran like Yao Weihua found it disgusting.

"You guys think Tao Jianye is all high and mighty, but how come he's such a pervert in private?" Maozi exclaimed.

Yao Weihua glanced at him and said, "You can't judge a book by its cover. People can be worse than animals."

At this moment, Yao Weihua was holding a videotape; the image on it was of a black, fierce dog, and...

At this moment, the videotapes filled the entire living room, creating a powerful impact.

Yang Jinwen disassembled the video recorder on the tripod, but there were no old-fashioned video tapes inserted in the machine.

However, the camera kept focusing on the leather sofa in the living room and the dark purple carpet.

Yao Weihua immediately recognized several original master tapes, with covers in boxes resembling those of Hong Kong and Taiwan martial arts films.

He found them one by one and held them in his hands; there were four plates in total.

He looked at Yang Jinwen: "Captain Yang, I'm starting to release them."

"Okay." Yang Jinwen nodded.

Yao Weihua squatted in front of the projector, plugged it in, pressed the button, and with a "whoosh," the cassette cartridge popped out.

Yao Weihua selected a videotape, inserted it, pressed the button, and the cassette cartridge returned to the machine.

He tried a few buttons and fiddled with the remote for a while.

The television screen went from completely black, then flashed with light, displaying static-like dots.

The snowflakes persisted for so long that Yang Jinwen's vision became double.

"What is this thing?" Yao Weihua muttered as he held the remote and quickly sped up the playback, but it was still just static.

Then, he changed the videotape and turned the TV back on. The picture was still full of static. He sped up the playback and suddenly a figure appeared.

A blurry figure flashed by, followed by blurry snowflakes. Then, the snowflakes disappeared, revealing a human face.

Aside from the photos, this was the first time Yang Jinwen and his colleagues had truly seen a "blushing" face.

She was completely naked, bound by red ropes, and kneeling on a purple carpet.

A fat man with big ears sat on a leather sofa with his legs spread apart. He had an ugly beer belly and was holding one end of a rope in his hand. He looked as lewd as could be.

'Crimson' looked like a lamb to the slaughter, staring intently at the camera.

She seemed to be looking out of the television screen at the police officers standing in front of the television at that very moment.

Those bloodshot eyes were filled with such despair and helplessness!
　My dental problem has only gotten a little better today; it's stopped hurting. I took anti-inflammatory medication for a few days, but it didn't work. I even had an IV drip, but that didn't help much either. I've finally been able to eat normally again today.

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