Forensic Medicine Qu Xiaoshui

Chapter 528 The Betrayer: Shang Jingyi (7)

Jiang Yue smiled reassuringly, trying to convey his optimism to Qu Xiaoshui:
"At least we're approaching him this way for the first time, aren't we?"

This is true. In the previous two cases, the murderer left almost nothing that could be called a clue when he committed the crime.

Whether it's fingerprints, footprints, or hair, the murderer left almost nothing behind.

But in this case, for the first time, he left clearer video data.

Different from the extremely poor-pixel surveillance video in the cold storage area when Deng Jianshan was killed, the vending machine footage this time is very clear, and there are reference objects in the footage, which directly helped everyone on the 13th floor determine the murderer's height.

The system even successfully recorded the murderer's walking posture.

These are good gains.

Although I haven't found a video recording the murderer's face, it did bring Qu Xiaoshui and the others closer to the real murderer.

Mi Yu took Shang Jingyi's shoes, Qu Xiaoshui chose her clothes, and Jiang Yue took her pants.

The three of them began to guard beside the microscope and testing equipment conscientiously, not letting go of any inch to detect possible missed clues.

In the afternoon, Ke Weixing stood up abruptly, and the chair slid backwards due to his sudden standing up, and hit the table behind, making a bang.

The sound disturbed the others who were working hard.

"What's the matter?" Bai Li put down the marker pen in her hand, and asked, scratching her long hair a little irritably.

The mess on her desktop was full of paper pages full of handwriting. At this time, because her thoughts were interrupted, she was a little crazy.

Ke Weixing tremblingly pointed at the surveillance video screen being played on his computer, seeing Bai Li's lips trembling, he couldn't speak at all.

He showed an expression that was so frightened that his face was about to twitch, pointing at his computer screen with trembling fingers, his eyes were full of help.

Seeing that the situation was not right, everyone gathered around Ke Weixing.

I saw that a video was being played repeatedly on Ke Weixing's dedicated computer. The man seemed to have thrown the suitcase to a place he recognized. At this time, he got off the motorcycle empty-handed.

He walked to the surveillance camera step by step. The black helmet was very close to the camera. Unfortunately, the black helmet prevented everyone from seeing the man's face.

He stretched out his hand to adjust the angle of the camera, then waved his hand at the camera, as if he knew someone was watching, and greeted happily.

Ke Weixing, who was concentrating on checking the surveillance images just now, was taken aback by his sudden movement.

The video continued. The man took off his helmet leisurely. In the camera, the man kept his head down. In the video, only the man's thick hair can be seen.

Seemingly dissatisfied with the fact that his hair was pressed tightly against his head by the helmet, the man fiddled with his gloved hands impatiently for a while, then moved closer to the camera.

A pale face in a hollow white clown mask filled the screen.

The white mask has bulging cheeks, the lips are smeared with bright red like blood, and the eyebrows are two ridiculous thick black thick dots.Against the background of the night, it looks weird and infiltrating.Especially the pair of eyes behind the mask, wide open, with cruel and joyful smiles in the dark pupils.

The man seemed to be delighted by his actions. He bent over with a silent smile, and then kept bending over and backed away a little, as if teasing a mouse. He raised his head to the camera and made a gesture of wiping his neck. Then a punch shattered the camera.

The fist seemed to be carrying a strong wind, and the action of smashing the camera seemed to hit everyone's faces directly through the screen.

Afterwards, a few snowflakes flickered on the screen, and it completely fell into a black screen.

Then the video starts playing again.

"He knew, he knew from the beginning that the vending machine could capture his figure." Ke Weixing hastily turned off the monitor. At this time, his hands were still shaking, so he had to use his left hand to tightly control his right hand .

Ke Weixing was obviously quite frightened. The more focused he was on checking the surveillance just now, the more frightened he would be by the man's weird movements.

Ke Weixing's Adam's apple rolled a few times, looking at his companions around him, he uttered a few words with difficulty:

"He was provoking the police, and he was deliberately leaving clues for us."

Jiang Yue's dangling hands gradually clenched into fists. Seeing that everyone looked like they were facing a formidable enemy, he pretended to be relaxed but said with certainty:
"Since he is so confident, let's smash his confidence with our own hands and show him."

Everyone on the 13th floor nodded silently, but none of them were comforted by this sentence.

Qu Xiaoshui thought for a while, stepped forward and bent down to turn on Ke Weixing's monitor again.

Just now, Ke Weixing only turned off the monitor, but did not turn off the computer. At this time, the monitor was turned on again, and the video that had not stopped playing was still playing repeatedly.

Qu Xiaoshui moved the progress bar back for tens of seconds, and then switched to 0.3x speed.

The man supported the ground with his left foot. After parking the motorcycle, he supported the fuel tank with his right hand, straddled the body with his right leg, and then landed with his right foot.

Then the man approached the camera naturally.

Qu Xiaoshui played it repeatedly many times, and everyone looked at each other in dismay.

Suddenly, Qu Xiaoshui straightened up.She walked quickly to her workstation, and took over the tablet computer that was used to check the suitcase of the man in the helmet.

The two videos started playing at the same time, and Qu Xiaoshui's eyes were compared on the two screens.

This action was repeated several times.

Then she gave a small smile.

Qu Xiaoshui called Ke Weixing to come over quickly, pointed to the video on his computer, and asked:

"Can you slow it down a bit?"

Ke Weixing nodded, and quickly tapped the keyboard with his fingers. After a burst of crackling, the video began to play at a slow speed.

Qu Xiaoshui pressed pause on the movement of the man getting out of the car, then pointed to the movement of the man's right leg stepping over the car before landing and said:
"Look, here, his movements seem to be stuck."

Everyone gathered around Ke Weixing. Sure enough, in the slowed-down video, the inconspicuous pause of the man became clear.

Qu Xiaoshui pointed at the man's movement when he pushed the suitcase and said:

"Here, too, he inadvertently covered his waist with his elbow."

Bai Li took the tablet from Sailor Qu.

In the video, when the man was pushing the suitcase forward, the wheels of the suitcase seemed to hit something hard, and the man subconsciously protected his waist and abdomen with very small movements.

Qu Xiaoshui asserted:
"He was injured, and it was a very serious injury. If it was a minor injury, it is impossible for someone as trained as him to have such a knee-jerk behavior."

As far as a professional killer is concerned, many injuries that are considered very serious by ordinary people can be tolerated as long as they are not life-threatening.

(End of this chapter)