Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 45: Mental illness

Li Xian stood up, jumped up from the chair, walked to the door in two steps, and opened the office door.

"Doctor Du, please invite me first." Li Xian made a gentleman's courtesy and invited Du Lin out with a smile.

Wang Jieshu and Yu Baofu were whispering in the big office.

"You think it's really weird. Li Tou was in such a bad mood just now. He locked himself in the room and wouldn't open the door when no one called him. But he opened the door as soon as Dr. Du left."

"That's right, it's not just that. Look, the two of them stayed in the room for just a while, and when they came out again, Li Tou looked like he had been injected with chicken blood."

"Tell me, are they... going to..." Wang Jieshu winked at Yu Baofu, with a vulgar expression on his face, stretched out a finger, and then "bent" it.

"'Bent'? No... you can..." Yu Baofu said no, but the expression on his face was exactly the same as Wang Jieshu's.

"Come, come, let's have a meeting. Everyone, let's report on the situation of the wife's murder case. Xiao Wang! You go first."

"Oh," Wang Jieshu winked at Yu Baofu, then put away his joking expression, spread out a notebook in front of him, and said seriously: "We visited the couple's neighbors, friends, colleagues, etc., and then we learned about them.

I sorted out the situation after arriving, and it’s basically like this.”

Wang Jieshu pulled up a whiteboard, wrote down key words, and said:

"The deceased Yang Nan, the chef of 'Northeastern Pork Slaughter', the suspect Wei Youpeng, the chef of Fu'an Restaurant who specializes in traditional cooking. They were both chefs of another restaurant five years ago. After getting married, they changed jobs respectively.

Now working in a restaurant. The employees of Dadongbei Pork Cuisine said that Yang Nan usually has a bold personality and is righteous, but she has a bit of a temper. She sometimes quarrels with guests because of the quality of the dishes, but because she is the chef,

So the boss has to give her three points."

"Wei Youpeng is special. It is said that in the entire Zhonghu City, he is the only one who can make glutinous rice noodles using traditional methods. However, many restaurant snacks have been made using more time-saving and labor-saving machines, but he always insists on making them all by hand. In Fu'an

The restaurant is also a relatively marginalized chef, and his income is not high. According to his colleagues, Wei Youpeng is introverted and not good at talking." He put a photo on the whiteboard and fixed it with a magnet. Wei Youpeng in the photo

Youpeng is a little chubby and has a kind face. He doesn't look like a bad person at all.

"Does Wei Youpeng have a tattoo?" Du Lin suddenly asked an irrelevant question.

"Him? No, not to mention tattoos. This guy eats, drinks, whores, gambles, smokes, doesn't touch any of the five poisons, and is 100% honest."

"Oh, it's okay. I just want to ask. Thank you. You can continue." Du Lin nodded.

"We also asked his neighbors, and they generally reported that the two couples often quarreled. Not only did they quarrel, but they also got physical. Yang Nan's cries and curses could often be heard. Everyone felt that Wei Youpeng had something to do with Yang Nan.

Acts of domestic violence.”

"Did Yang Nan have any old injuries during the autopsy?" Li Xian asked Shui Guochang.

"There are no injuries similar to domestic violence. There are just some old scars on the hands of the deceased, and there are two new injuries. They are not wounds caused by abuse, nor are they defensive wounds. They should be occupational injuries from the chef. To put it bluntly,

I just started chopping vegetables, nothing else."

"Well, Xiao Wang, continue."

"Okay, I asked the deceased's colleagues to identify the murder weapon, and they said it was one of the tools used by the deceased at work. The Northeastern Pork Cuisine restaurant where the deceased worked, you can tell from the name what the main cuisine is. To be honest,

I've eaten there several times and it tastes really good, but it's all meat and vegetables, so I can't eat it all the time and I always get tired of it." Wang Jieshu said a digression.

"This restaurant will kill a big fat pig every two or three days. As the chef, Yang Nan kills the pig herself and bleeds it every time. She is afraid that others will not kill the pig well and the blood will not be drained cleanly, which will affect the quality of the pork.

, that murder weapon is a bloodletting knife specially used for killing pigs."

"Shouldn't all the tools be stored in the hotel? Why did she bring them home?" Li Xian asked.

"I also asked people at the hotel, and they said that Yang Nan uses a set of specially customized knives, and this bloodletting knife is just one of them. It is indeed kept in the back kitchen of the hotel, but every three or five

God, Yang Nan has to take this set of knives home for maintenance, and yesterday happened to be the day for maintenance."

"Where is the suspect's confession?" Li Xian turned his attention to Yu Baofu.

"Same as usual, he only admitted that it was an accidental injury. He said that the two of them had a fight until midnight the day before, but they made up in the middle of the night. Yang Nan had to go to work in the morning, and when she got to the door and put on her shoes, she realized that her set of knives was missing.

After finding one, he asked Wei Youpeng to help him find it. Wei Youpeng found it quickly, and then went to the door to deliver the knife with a knife in his hand. But Yang Nan probably thought Wei Youpeng was slow to find it, so he put it through

She put on her shoes and tiptoed into the house, wanting to find it herself. It was precisely because she was tiptoeing that Wei Youpeng didn't hear the footsteps. As a result, neither of them noticed the other, and they bumped into each other at the kitchen door.

The knife in Wei Youpeng's hand was pierced just below Yang Nan's ribs. After that, he immediately called 120 and 110 to call the police, and then tried to cover the wound with his hand, but the wound was large, and the knife had a blood groove, so

When 120 arrived, Yang Nan was already dead." As Yu Baofu said, he and another criminal policeman re-enacted the scene, making it easy for everyone to understand how the knife was inserted into Yang Nan's body.

of.

"Well, what about the evidence? Qu Mingming?"

"We have also collected and sorted out the evidence at the scene, which basically supports the claim that the two couples often fought. In the house where the crime occurred, many things were damaged, and there was a crack on the bedroom door, which looked like it was cut with a kitchen knife.

, blocked it with a movie poster; half of the tiles on the bathroom wall were broken and covered with plastic wrap; under the kitchen cabinet, we swept out several pieces of broken plates and bowls, some of which were already stained.

There are thick dust and old oil stains, and some of them are relatively new, so they were obviously not broken at the same time.”

"It seems that these two couples do fight a lot..." Li Xian pondered for a moment.

"I think it is necessary to do a blood test on Yang Nan and Wei Youpeng." Du Lin suggested.

"Your intention to boost business for your clinic is too obvious, isn't it?" Shui Guochang still couldn't help but complain about Du Lin.

"No, it's really necessary. I just heard that the neighbors said that they often quarreled. From my understanding, this 'frequently' is not a simple adjective, but a quantifier representing frequency. A normal couple would not act like this.

Frequent and fierce quarrels, such quarrels should have divorced long ago, unless they were sick!"

"You mean one of them has a mental illness?" Li Xian asked.

"It's not that one of them has it, it's very likely that both of them have it! And I hope forensic doctor Shui can do an injury assessment on Wei Youpeng."

"what?"

"Have you noticed? In the photo of Wei Youpeng, there is a blue-black spot on the collar of his chest."
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next