death penalty whitelist

Chapter 115
I know that the murderer set the van on fire.What's the use of finding this van now?I couldn't find any useful clues from the car either.

Seeing my expression, Daji comforted me and said, "Don't worry! Go to the scene and have a look!"

I parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car with Daji and walked towards Baogudi.

When Zhang Feng saw the two of us, he came over and emphasized, "I've seen the scene..." Then he shook his head.

I didn't answer.Daji asked, "Captain Zhang, who discovered the scene?"

Zhang Feng explained, "An old farmer went to work in the field in the morning and found an iron 'pimple' that had been burned into black charcoal parked in his field. He called the police. I asked specifically just now. When the old farmer got up, there was no No murderer was seen, and the old farmer has a strong sense of law, so he did not destroy the scene after calling the police."

Then Daji and I came to the front of the van.

It has to be said that it was completely burned and seemed to have experienced an explosion. The body and everything in the car were black.

I took the gloves from the colleague next to me. I put them on and studied the steel pipe in the trunk of the car. A colleague next to me introduced that this is an ordinary steel pipe. Yes, there is also a hydraulic switch in the front.

I thought to myself that this murderer seems to have been prepared for a long time. Not only is it as simple as being cruel and perverted, but he has already thought of a way to deal with the vehicles behind him.

Daji circled around the van, and suddenly squatted down. After observing for a while, she also called me to go and have a look.

I squatted beside Daji and found a shoe print here.The shoe prints are printed in the soft soil, and the traces are easy to identify. They should be sneakers.

Daji measured it with her hand, and then asked Zhang Feng, "Among the colleagues who entered the scene today, are there any sneakers wearing size 42?"

Zhang Feng saw that he was a reliable person, and he immediately replied affirmatively, "No one was wearing size 42 sneakers. I noticed that the old farmer who entered the scene first was wearing size 41 cloth shoes."

Daji and I looked at each other, and Daji immediately took out the camera, took a lot of photos of the shoe prints, and even measured it with a ruler to collect some data on the edge wear of the deep part of the shoe print.

I waited patiently.At this time the phone rang, I picked it up and saw that it was Tie Jun calling.

I answered the phone, and Tie Jun asked me what was going on at the scene, and did I find anything?
I briefly told Tie Jun about the situation at the scene, and of course mentioned the shoe prints.

Tie Jun responded, and he asked Daji and I not to forget to go to several building materials markets in Mozhou after we left the scene, and look for clues about paint buckets.

To be honest, there are not many things that can be investigated at this scene.Within a quarter of an hour, Daji handed over the test materials to Zhang Feng and left with me.

There are four building materials markets in Mozhou, one in the east, one in the east, one in the south, one in the north, and one in the south. We went to the building materials market to find clues about a van. It was like looking for a needle in a haystack.However, Daji and I were not discouraged. We mainly inquired about those shops selling paint. Since we didn’t want to reveal our identities, we both pretended to buy paint. However, after going through the four building materials markets, there was nothing wrong. Find.

It's also because the customers of these paint shops are looking for cars nearby after buying them. There are too many trucks waiting for work near the building materials market, and there are no vans pulling goods at all.

Daji and I ate something at a noodle shop near the building materials market at noon, and we were both a little worried.

The van is the most valuable clue we know so far. We have never wanted to give up, but this line is about to be broken.

After the two of us had just finished eating, the dispatcher called me and said that there was a new clue, and he would return to the bureau in the afternoon to hold a case meeting.

Daji and I went back to the police station without delay, and entered the conference room. I saw that apart from Tie Jun, Bai Laoxie and Dazui, there were also Zhang Feng and several grassroots policemen.

Zhang Feng first introduced the new clues.The identity of the man and woman who died in Qinhe Park has been confirmed.The man is a car driver in the work unit, and the SUV also belongs to the work unit. The man has no bad habits in the work unit, and he is also popular.

The yellow-haired woman is a foot-washing girl from the foot-washing city. Her social relationship is somewhat complicated, and she is currently under investigation.

After Zhang Feng finished speaking, Tie Jun went on to talk about the shoe prints.According to the analysis of the trace specialist, the shoe prints are size 42, Nike shoes, and the murderer’s height is around 175. Judging from the depth of the shoe prints, the murderer is overweight. According to the wear on the edges of the shoes and the center of gravity, the murderer is still very strong.The police can pay more attention to people with similar physical characteristics.

In this way, we further divided the labor according to the clues we had.But what Tie Jun meant, Daji and I still focused on following the clue of the paint bucket.

I was not discouraged, and even for two days in a row, the two of us searched the building materials market again.

At noon that day, Daji and I were passing a large paint specialty store in the building materials market in the east of the city, when we suddenly heard a customer ask, "Boss! Why did the van that was pulling goods near the market disappear?"

Both Daji and I were irritated by the word van.We both stopped and listened.

The boss murmured, "I haven't seen that van for a while. Some time ago, I don't know which leader took the wrong medicine and insisted on cracking down on those illegal cars. Those departments of the vehicle management station came to fish twice to enforce the law. Let alone the van now. Not even some private pickup trucks appear around here!"

The customer also muttered a few words, turned around and went out again.

Daji and I saw that the boss was free, so we came to this specialty store together, and I asked the boss, "Has there been black bread around here before?"

The boss looked at me vigilantly, and asked, "What are you two doing? Don't you come here to fish for law enforcement again?"

I smiled at the boss, handed me a cigarette, and showed my police officer ID while I was free.My meaning is also obvious, we are criminal police, we only aim at solving cases and looking for clues.

The boss had already taken my cigarette and was still smoking it in his mouth. After listening to what I said, he took a puff, exhaled a big puff of smoke, and choked himself, coughing hard.

For the sake of cliche, I diligently patted his chest and back for a long time.Finally the boss came over, but he said bluntly, "Two police officers, I didn't do anything wrong. I really don't know about those vans!"

I told him not to be nervous, just talk about it in detail.

The boss is still not used to it.But according to what he said, there were two or three loaves of bread near here before, and I don't know which one the police are asking about?

Daji thought for a while, and then said further, "It should be white Chang'an bread. The driver is about 1.7 meters five, tall and strong, and his hands are dexterous."

The boss thought about it, shook his head, and said he had no impression.

I was looking forward to it, but his words made my heart sink.

I don't want the clue I just got to be broken again!Still a little unwilling to give up, he asked again, "How long has the higher-ups been searching for illegal cars?"

The boss responded casually, "It's been more than a month!" And after saying this, he opened the store door and went out.

Daji and I had no choice but to leave too.

But I pondered over and over again in my mind, and came up with another solution.I said to Daji, "We can ask Brother Tie to contact the traffic management office and ask them to cancel the action. In addition, let them let out the news, saying that the action of cracking down on illegal cars has been cancelled, and that illegal cars can resume operation. Maybe the murderer will show up." !"

Daji praised this method as a good one.We will report to the Iron Army.Moreover, Tie Jun was very efficient in his work, and the word was released the next day.

In addition, he also dispatched two mobile teams.

The three of us discussed it, and there were two cars parked at the two exits of the building materials market, and the other car was parked on the nearby road for maneuvering.

In the next three days, many black cars appeared near the building materials market, but after careful investigation, we found that none of the drivers matched the characteristics of the suspect.

The three groups of us were deadlocked here.I was still thinking bitterly, I really don't know when it will end after going on like this.

But the murderer seemed to be even more impatient. One afternoon, the dispatcher received news that something had happened at the Shuangyaling Reservoir, and it was suspected that the conch killer had reappeared.

Immediately after receiving the news, Daji and I left the task of staying in the building materials market and drove towards the reservoir in a hurry.

Shuangyaling Reservoir is a small reservoir near Mozhou, which is about 30 kilometers away from downtown Mozhou.

I was thinking about it while driving, the murderer was too irregular in committing crimes, he hit here and there, and what did he want to do?
When I arrived at the Shuangyaling Reservoir, I found that Tiejun and the others hadn't arrived yet.

I looked towards the reservoir, and there was a two-person camouflage tent standing alone by the reservoir, which was very conspicuous.

A colleague who arrived earlier pointed to the tent and said, "There were two dead people, a man and a woman. The scene was too..."

He didn't continue talking, but he knew from the looks that the scene in the tent was very bloody, especially when he was talking, his facial expression was very uncomfortable, and he probably almost squatted there and vomited.

Daji and I didn't wait for Tie Jun, and walked over first. The closer we got to the tent, the stronger the smell of blood.

Daji walked to the tent, put on the gloves, and lifted the tent.

I was behind her, looking at the two bodies in the tent.

The male corpse's hands were tied behind his back, and he was lying face down in the tent. There was a lot of blood under his body, and it looked like he had been stabbed to death.

Beside him, there was a woman lying on her back. The woman's hands and feet were bound, her face and eyes were gouged out, her stomach was cut open in the middle by the murderer, and all the internal organs were taken out from the abdominal cavity by the murderer. , and then neatly placed on the sleeping bag next to it.

Looking at the bloody viscera, I couldn't bear the tumbling stomach. I turned my head and took a few steps back, squatting there and vomiting.

Another thought came to my mind, the murderer was not human at all, he was a butcher, he was a demon!
I vomited for a while before I straightened up. At this time, Daji shouted from the tent, "Brother Quaner, are you done vomiting? I need your help."

(End of this chapter)