Chapter 85: Chief Makeup Artist of the Funeral Hall
Meng Han was stunned for a moment and mocked: "Six hours? If you can solve the case within six hours, a pig can climb a tree."
Zhang Jun laughed "haha" and said: "You claim to be Li Shaoyu's student, you must have some criminal investigation skills, we might as well take a gamble."
Meng Han's eyes lit up. What he likes to do most is to use his professional skills to trample on other people's dignity, and betting is undoubtedly an effective method. If the arrogant guy in front of him can't do it, then he can be severely humiliated.
he!
He raised his eyebrows high and said: "Since you are so reckless, I will make a bet with you. If you can really solve the case within six hours, you can put forward any conditions. If you can't do it, I won't let you do it.
If it's too difficult, you just need to pull up a banner that says 'Chinese police are the most incompetent' and stand in Jianguomen Square for a day, how about that?"
The people around him were filled with anger, and some of them cursed out loud, their teeth itching with hatred. Angry, they also cast suspicious eyes on Zhang Jun. It was too difficult to solve the case within six hours.
Yes! You know that they have been following this case for more than half a year but have made no progress. Why did Zhang Jun solve the case within six hours?
Facing the suspicious eyes of everyone, Zhang Jun looked calm and said with a smile: "Okay, I agree to this condition. In return, my requirements are not high. If I can solve the case within six hours, you will also hold up a banner.
Just write the words 'Down with U.S. imperialism, Li Changyu is a traitor and lackey' on it, and then stand in front of Jianguo Gate for six hours."
Meng Han's face suddenly turned red. This guy is really vicious! If he really dares to write like this, it will have a very bad impact. At worst, Li Changyu will fire him directly. At worst, the United States
He will be deported from the country.
However, he was very confident in his judgment, and at the same time, he had already said the big words, and it was hard to take them back now. So he smiled coldly and said, "Okay, I'm just waiting to enjoy your performance in front of Jianguo Gate!"
Zhang Jun didn't say anything. He turned his attention to the scene again and began to look for clues. The flash of lightning made him realize the magical power of the Buddha's Eye, which can detect traces of the past in everything. With this ability
, he is not afraid of not finding the murderer.
He observed attentively again, and the scene reappeared in his mind many times, and he remembered the man's facial features firmly. One detail caught his attention. The murderer was wearing a down jacket, with the collar open, revealing the clothes underneath.
, that should be a work uniform.
There is a line of words printed on the left chest side of the overalls, but only two and a half words are displayed, which is the half-word "Funeral Hall".
"Guesthouse?" Zhang Jun's heart moved.
After thinking for a moment, he turned around and asked Xiao Zhao: "How were the bodies of the first three victims disposed of after they died?"
Xiao Zhao was stunned for a moment and said: "After the forensic autopsy, the family members sent him to the funeral home for processing." Then he asked strangely, "Why do you ask?"
Zhang Jun did not answer, but instead asked Qin Huo: "Team Qin, besides being young and beautiful, do the four deceased have any common characteristics?"
In most serial murder cases, the deceased often have similar characteristics, some obvious and some deeply hidden.
Before Qin Huo could answer, Meng Han laughed at this moment: "I didn't even understand the case, and just wanted to solve it in six hours. It's really a fool's errand, and it doesn't overestimate its own capabilities!"
Zhang Jun ignored him and just looked at Qin Huo.
Qin Huo thought for a while and said: "Except for being young and beautiful, all the deceased worked or lived in Lantian District."
"Have you ever investigated which funeral home these deceased were finally sent to?" he asked again, looking serious.
Qin Huo is an old criminal policeman with a very keen sense of smell. He immediately understood what Zhang Jun was referring to, but he was still a little confused: "Zhang Jun, you mean that the murderer may be in the funeral home?"
There was an obvious disapproval in his tone, and he thought Zhang Jun was thinking so wildly just to solve the case within six hours.
Zhang Jun nodded: "This possibility cannot be ruled out. It is necessary to check it out."
When things came to this point, Qin Huo could only cooperate with Zhang Jun fully, otherwise if he lost, he would lose the face of the entire criminal investigation team. So he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll let someone search for it."
Ten minutes later, the headquarters reported that they had disappeared, and the four victims were finally sent to the Baode Funeral Home in Lantian District.
After receiving this news, Qin Huo's heart moved slightly. He ordered some personnel to deal with the scene and said to Zhang Jun: "Let's go to Baode Funeral Home!"
Meng Han also followed the car. He still had a contemptuous expression on his face and made sarcastic remarks from time to time. Zhang Jun ignored this. He kept thinking about the case in his mind.
"If the murderer was from a funeral home, why did he do this? Could it be that the purpose of his murder was to let the victim enter the Baode Funeral Home after his death?"
As soon as this idea came up, he was immediately rejected. No matter how much the funeral home pursues profits, it is impossible to kill people for profit, unless the boss is a lunatic and mentally retarded.
"If it wasn't done by the funeral home, could it be done by the employees of the funeral home? If so, why did the murderer do this?" He was puzzled, so he stopped thinking and prepared to talk again when he arrived at the funeral home.
.
Baode Funeral Home is the only funeral home in Lantian District, and its business is relatively professional and proficient. Entering the business hall, everyone can clearly see the slogan of the funeral home: Build the first-class service team in China!
At the same time, there is a special photo frame in the lobby, which introduces the main specialties of the funeral home. One of them caught Zhang Jun's attention. The above introduction said that the makeup artist of the funeral home was named Du Jin and had 16 years of experience.
With her professional experience, she is one of the top corpse makeup artists in China.
Zhang Jun narrowed his eyes when he saw the person in the photo. It was this person! His face was cold and numb, his face was dark and thin, and he was wearing a work uniform. On the left chest of the uniform were the words "Baode Funeral Home" written on it.
.
He remained calm, and when Qin Huo called the person in charge of the funeral home, he stepped forward and asked, "I heard that Du Jin here is very good at makeup. I want to meet him."
The person in charge of the funeral home didn't dare to offend the police, so he quickly said: "Okay, please come with me."
Everyone entered the elevator and went up to the third floor. After the elevator door opened, everyone saw a tightly closed purple door in front of them. The person in charge explained: "Du Jin is our ace makeup artist. But he has a weird temper.
, I don’t like to be disturbed when I’m working, so the door is always locked, and I’ll knock on the door.”
The person in charge stepped forward, knocked on the door several times rhythmically, and said loudly: "Du Jin, open the door."
Half a minute later, the purple door was opened from the inside, and a man in his thirties wearing work clothes appeared in front of everyone. His face was cold and numb, and he did not feel surprised or surprised at all when facing these people who suddenly appeared.
He just asked coldly: "What's the matter?"
The person in charge said: "These are comrades from the police station. They want to come over to investigate some matters. Please cooperate well."
Hearing the word "police", Du Jin's eyes changed slightly, and he said calmly: "Okay."
Zhang Jun smiled slightly and said: "Are you Du Jin? I heard that your makeup skills are good. Can I appreciate your masterpiece?"
"What's so great about the dead?" Du Jin said coldly, "It's easy to get bad luck."
"Haha, it doesn't matter. The dead are no scarier than the living." Zhang Jun still insisted. He walked directly into the corpse dressing room without permission.
As soon as he entered the dressing room, he smelled a strong smell of spices, and at the same time felt a ray of coldness invade his body. However, this feeling quickly disappeared, and the golden light lingering in his body dispelled all uncomfortable feelings.
Du Jin was applying makeup to two corpses, one male and one female. The male corpse should have been in his fifties and had an ordinary appearance, but under his makeup, he wore a straight suit. Although his eyes were closed, there was an air of grandeur.
He looked as if he was a big shot in life.
This made Zhang Jun secretly surprised. This person's makeup skills were really amazing, and he had the ability to turn decay into magic.
Looking at the woman again, through perspective, he judged that the woman was in her forties and had a mediocre appearance. Under Du Jin's hands, she was transformed into a noble and beautiful woman, wearing a green cheongsam, and she looked only in her thirties.
age.
After observing the corpse, he looked at a wall. Ordinary people would never think much about this wall, because it was just a wall. But Zhang Jun was different. Through the wall, he found that there was another wall behind it.
A secret room, very hidden.
He took a few steps closer and his face was almost close to the wall. The expression on his face changed from dull to shocked, then angry and disgusting. He slowly turned around and asked the person in charge who also walked into the dressing room: "Today
How many corpses did Du Jin put on makeup?”
The person in charge thought for a while: "It should be three." After saying that, his expression changed, because there were only two corpses here. What was going on?
He glared at Du Jin and asked: "Du Jin, where is the other body?"
At this moment, the calmness on Du Jin's face finally disappeared. He looked a little panicked and couldn't answer for a while.
Meng Han, who came with him, was startled and felt that something was very wrong. Did this guy really find a clue? He was very worried and immediately stepped forward and shouted: "Tell me, where did the body go? Was it transported away?
?Are you lazy and only put makeup on two corpses today?"
His words reminded Du Jin, who quickly said: "Yes, I am tired today, so I am only going to put makeup on these two bodies."
Qin Huo looked at Meng Han angrily and said calmly: "Officer Meng, it's Zhang Jun who is solving the case, not you. You'd better shut up."
Meng Han snorted: "Do you really believe that he can solve the case? I think he was in a hurry and sought medical treatment. Knowing that he was going to lose, he deliberately went to the funeral home to try his luck."
Zhang Jun smiled coldly, looked at his watch, and said, "It's only been one year, one hour, and ten minutes since the time we agreed." After saying that, he suddenly kicked the wall hard.
With a "click" sound, a large hole was kicked out of the wall, and a lighted secret room was exposed to everyone's view.