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Chapter 381 The Bloody Handprint on the Car Door!

Chapter 381 The Bloody Handprint on the Car Door! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
In the wasteland west of the Red Star Brick Factory.

When Wu Daqing pulled the car to the side of the road, Yang Jinwen, who was sitting in the back seat, was still holding a sketchbook.

Du Nansong described the two suspects' appearances, remembering only their height and clothing, without paying much attention to their faces.

One of them was between 1.6 and 1.65 meters tall, wearing a long black wool coat, and had a slight limp in his left leg.

The other person was between 1.75 and 1.8 meters tall, wearing a dark blue and white down jacket and a woolen head covering.

As for the homeless old woman, she was no more than 1.6 meters tall, with a hunched back, leaning on a cane, and carrying a dark gray burlap sack on her left shoulder.

Du Nansong said he couldn't tell his age, but his hair was already white, so he must be over sixty.

The sketches of all three people have been drawn. Except for the old lady, whose appearance is clearer, the sketches of the two suspects only have a frame and no real features.

In addition, there was a red sedan parked on the side of the road with the license plate number Qin... followed by the number 3.

It was 11:00 AM on December 8th.

Approximately 18 to 19 hours have passed since Li Song and Fan Chuanping were murdered.

The cat sitting in the passenger seat turned his head: "Captain Yang, Lao Wei from the technical team is here."

Yang Jinwen nodded, knocked on the car door, and got out.

Because it snowed all day yesterday, the weather is still gloomy.

Under the iron-gray sky, the snow in the wasteland had not completely melted, and white snowdrifts the size of water tanks were scattered among the yellowish-brown wild grass.

Five or six members of the technical team, with snow shelters erected the day before, were examining the traces around the crime scene in a silver-white van.

The leader, Wei Ming, was a seasoned technician. He was wearing shoe covers. When he walked to the side of the road, Yang Jinwen reached out and pulled him up because the shoulder of the road was too high. He called out, "Team Leader Wei."

Wei Ming laughed and said, "I thought you would have come earlier. If you had come, I wouldn't have had to worry about screening the footprints."

Yang Jinwen glanced at his expression, which didn't seem sarcastic, and said, "I went to the shelter this morning. Did you find anything there?"

"Yes." Wei Ming nodded and took out his notebook from his pocket.

"The footprints of the three adults, besides the victim Li Song, also included the footprints of the two suspects. They were all close together and messy, indicating a struggle."

Furthermore, no trace of the victim, Fan Chuanping, was found, suggesting he was most likely stabbed by the assailant while still in the car.

besides……"

Wei Ming pointed to the shoulder of the road in front of Yang Jinwen: "Besides that, there are also tire tracks from the van. At the time of the incident, the van lost control and went off the shoulder..."

He pointed to the crime scene, where the van was parked.

"It rushed for more than 200 meters and then stopped there."

The van keys weren't found; the murderer must have taken them.

Unlike the case of the taxi driver's murder, Wei Ming talked more after inspecting the scene of this case and no longer harbored any hostility towards Yang Jinwen.

Cat frowned and asked, "Before the incident, Li Song had been drinking. Were there any bottles of alcohol in the car?"

Wei Ming nodded: "Yes, a bottle of Fenjiu."

Wu Daqing analyzed, "Li Song had bruises on his forehead and blood coming from his nostrils. When the van went off the road, his face must have hit the steering wheel."

Yang Jinwen squinted: "That means Li Song and Fan Chuanping found the two suspicious people. There were four people in the car at the time. When the car arrived here, the four people fought inside the car, and the van lost control and went off the road."

Li Song had been drinking and was driving; Fan Chuanping was sitting in the back seat.

The two suspects were likely also sitting in the back seat. They suddenly attacked, stabbing Fan Chuanping before jumping out of the car.

Li Song opened the car door and gave chase, but one of the suspects pulled out a handgun and fired a shot at close range into his chest.

Wei Ming nodded: "That's roughly the situation."

Cat asked, "Where's the old lady? Shouldn't there be five people on the bus?"

At this moment, Yang Jinwen squinted, pondered for a moment, took out his mobile phone, found a signal, and called Wen Mo.

After the call connected, he asked Wen Mo for more people—from the police station, patrol team, and public security brigade, the more the better.

Wen Mo understood; this meant an investigation was about to begin.

After the meeting ended in the morning, Wen Mo had already made contact with people and was just waiting for Yang Jinwen to call.

After making the call, Yang Jinwen said, "Let's go to the scene and take a look."

He nodded a few times, then asked Wei Ming, "Captain Wei, is there anything the suspect left behind at the scene?"

Wei Ming shook his head: "There was nothing left outside the car except inside it."

Yang Jinwen frowned: "Don't you have burlap sacks, shoes, or anything that homeless people often pick up?"

"See for yourself," Wei Ming said, pointing to the van in front of him.

After putting on shoe covers, Yang Jinwen and the other two approached the van.

The trunk, rear seat, and driver's side doors are all open.

The trunk contained several corrugated cardboard boxes. One of the boxes was filled with red and yellow blankets, taking up most of the space, while the other box was piled with food such as rice and noodles.

In addition, there were some old clothes, mainly cotton-padded jackets and trousers, as well as socks and gloves. These were all distributed to homeless people by Li Song and Fan Chuanping during their rescue efforts, with Li Song subsidizing most of them with his own salary.

Yang Jinwen walked around the back of the car to the left rear door and peered inside.

The brown seat cushion in the back was covered in blood, which was flowing down onto the floor mats.

This is where Fan Chuanping was assassinated.

Yang Jinwen carefully observed the situation inside the car and noticed a dark red stain on the back of the passenger seat.

Wei Ming sighed, "It's a bloody handprint."

After speaking, Wei Ming walked around the front of the car to the right rear door. He stretched out his disposable blue gloves and gently pulled the rear door open, revealing it.

Yang Jinwen, Maozi, and Wu Daqing, who were standing opposite each other, froze instantly.

The inside of the car door was covered with messy, disordered bloody handprints, and there were also five or six bloody handprints on the window glass.

Last night it was too dark, the snow was heavy, and the temperature was too low, so many people caught colds, making the survey conditions unsuitable.

But when he saw these bloody handprints, Yang Jinwen was completely stunned.

"Stab" sound.

Wei Ming pulled the car door back, revealing his face.

He sighed and said, "The victim, Fan Chuanping, was stabbed three times. According to Lao Li, all three wounds were on his upper abdomen. The murderer was clearly intent on killing him."

Yang Jinwen gritted his teeth and looked at the spot where Li Song had fallen to his death, which was about fifteen to twenty meters away from the front of the car.

He said, "In other words, after stabbing Fan Chuanping three times, the murderer didn't care whether he lived or died and immediately got out of the car and fled."

Li Song, who was driving, got out of the car and then fought with the two murderers at the front of the car.

After Fan Chuanping was stabbed and seriously injured, he saw this situation and tried to get out of the car, but the assailant closed the car door when he jumped out.

Despite the excruciating pain, Fan Chuanping struggled to open the car door to help Li Song. He tried several times, but ultimately couldn't hold on and collapsed into the back seat.

Wei Ming nodded: "That's possible."

Cat gritted his teeth: "Damn those two beasts!"

Yang Jinwen stared intently at the inside of the car for a while.

They didn't find what they were looking for.

Moreover, Li Song did drink alcohol before driving. The Fenjiu liquor that Wei Ming found in the car was 80 milliliters short, which is about 1.3 liang (500 ml).

Yang Jinwen had inquired at the shelter that morning and learned that Li Song did have a habit of drinking while on duty, but not much.

Li Song's alcohol tolerance limit was 1.5 jin of 56-proof liquor, or 1.3 liang of liquor. He was definitely not drunk. At the time of the incident, Li Song was fully conscious.

Apart from the Red Star Brick Factory, all other buildings around the wasteland are far away.

If the murderer didn't flee to the Red Star Brick Factory after committing the crime, where did he run off to?
Yang Jinwen stood in the wasteland, looking around.

Just then, a used Beijing Jeep drove up from a distance.

Cat recognized the license plate number at a glance and said, "It's Sister Cai and Li Yang."

Yang Jinwen nodded, greeted Wei Ming, and led Maozi and Wu Daqing toward the roadside.

As soon as the jeep stopped, Cai Ting opened the driver's side door, waved to Yang Jinwen who was walking over, then walked around the car and opened the back door.

As soon as Li Yang jumped out of the car, Cai Ting pushed him aside and pulled the handcuffed "Brother Ma" off the car.

Ma Ge was wearing a thick thermal undershirt and cotton pants. His shirt had several holes burned by cigarette butts, and yellowed cotton wadding was showing at the back of his cotton pants.

He was barefoot, and as soon as he stepped onto the ground, he shivered from the cold.

Yang Jinwen climbed onto the roadside shoulder, and Cai Ting said to him, "Captain Yang, this man is called 'Brother Ma,' and he's seen those two suspects."

"Brother Ma," with a runny nose and shivering from the cold, immediately cried out upon hearing the name "Team Leader Yang," "Leader...leader, this woman is bullying me, bullying us homeless people! She hit me, slapped my face, and broke my middle finger..."

He raised his hand: "Look, she broke my middle finger, and it still hurts... Boss, we are poor people, we shouldn't be bullied by her..."

At this moment, Cai Ting interrupted him: "Captain Yang, these homeless people living under the bridge are not good people. When we went to investigate, we asked about Li Song and Fan Chuanping. These people repay kindness with enmity and have no kind words to say."

Yang Jinwen squinted: "What did they say?"

Li Yang said, "They said Li Song and Fan Chuanping deserved it because they only helped women, children and the disabled, and wouldn't even let them smoke."

By the way, this "Brother Ma" is the leader of this group of homeless people; he's not a good person.

'Brother Ma' quickly waved his hands: 'No, I definitely didn't mean that, I just have a sharp tongue...'

He stared at Yang Jinwen with teary eyes, hoping the other party would take pity on him.

To everyone's surprise, Yang Jinwen reached out and slapped him across the face.

"Snapped!"

(End of this chapter)

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