There are still more than thirty hours left before the last time given by superiors...
At ten o'clock that morning, the police officers in the bureau who were investigating the case were all sitting in the conference room, sorting out the information collected in the past few days.
At this time, someone knocked on the door of the conference room.
"Team Song, we found where the gray van is!" Ma Xiaotao said excitedly.
After Song Yi heard the news, it was as if he had been injected with stimulants: "You, you, and you, let's go to the scene together!"
Immediately, Song Yi and the police officers got into a police car, while Qin Nan, Ma Xiaotao, Wu Haotian, and Li Bing got into another police car.
Not long after, a few people arrived at an underground parking lot at the foot of Nanshan Mountain.
The location of this underground parking lot is also relatively remote. It is located in an old residential area. The roads in this residential area are filled with various social vehicles parked on both sides.
The reason why most vehicles park outside is because there is no parking fee.
There were not many vacancies in the underground parking lot at this time. Song Yi and the others drove the police car into the parking lot, then found a parking space and parked inside.
After getting off the car, a few people spread out and went into pairs in the huge parking lot, looking for the gray van with a Pikachu sticker on it. After a while,
The gray van was found in a corner on the third floor of the parking lot.
The van was located on the last level of the parking lot, and it was parked in a difficult position, seemingly to avoid being discovered.
Ma Xiaotao took a look inside the car and found no one.
She kicked the driver's window, preparing to break it in, but the window seemed weak, but it didn't move at all after she kicked it.
At this time, Wu Haotian stepped forward and kicked a big hole in the car window. Everyone had to admire him. Then Li Bing put on rubber gloves and
In order not to damage anything inside, I gently unlocked the car.
Qin Nan and others stepped forward, and a strong smell of 84 disinfectant came from the car. Immediately, Li Bing illuminated the car with a biological inspection lamp.
Blood stains were found on the inside of the car roof, which the murderer ignored, and two or three fingerprints were also found on the door handle.
Some long hair was also found behind the van, which seemed to have been left by the victim.
On the floor mat under the passenger seat, a cash register receipt from a Seven Days Convenience Store was also found.
Qin Nan looked at the date on the receipt and found that it was the same day as the date on the receipt found in the victim's clothes.
"Old Song, look at the date on the receipt. It is the same as the date on the receipt for the homeless man's clothes, and they are both around eight o'clock in the morning." Qin Nan handed the receipt to Song Yi.
Song Yi took the receipt and looked at it, and couldn't help but frown. At this time, he said to the policeman on the side:
"Xiao Zhao, take the fingerprints and hair collected from this car back to the bureau and let them find the person who owns the fingerprints as quickly as possible."
Immediately, Xiao Zhao and another policeman brought these exhibits back to the police station.
"It seems that the murderer was quite careless. We found his fingerprints so quickly. He even wiped the car with 84 disinfectant, but we don't know what the use was." Ma Xiaotao said with a sneer.
"The murderer couldn't have left it behind on purpose," Li Bing analyzed with a frown.
"There is a possibility. Wait until they go back and see if there are any matching results among those fingerprints. Now let's go to the convenience store again.
When they get there, they can almost find the matching result of the fingerprint. Isn't there time on this cashier receipt? Let's go to the convenience store again and see if we can find the murderer in the surveillance there.
Even if the surveillance is not clear, the store clerk there should still have some impression." Qin Nan analyzed.
Song Yi also nodded, feeling that it made sense.
Then he asked another policeman to watch here and report to Song Yi if anything happened. He also said hello to the parking lot staff on duty here.
Let one of the on-duty personnel guard the scene together with the policeman in case something happens.
Then Song Yi and others got into the police car and left the parking lot, rushing to the Seven Days convenience store.
About thirty minutes later, Song Yi and the others arrived at the Seven Days convenience store, and Xiao Zhao at the police station also sent the fingerprint matching results. There were two people's fingerprints in total.
One belongs to a homeless man, and the other belongs to the missing Zhang Zhitian.
Qin Nan looked at Zhang Zhitian's profile picture. Judging from the shape of his face, he was indeed a fat man. The exact weight was unknown.
When Wu Haotian saw the shape of this man's face, he was sure that the man selling human meat buns was the man in the picture.
Because that man's face shape is the same as his, and his eyes feel similar.
Several people then came to the convenience store and asked to check the surveillance again.
"Excuse me, when you received a homeless man a few days ago, did the man in the photo also come here after him?" Qin Nan asked one of the clerks.
The female clerk thought about it carefully and nodded, indicating that there was indeed such a person.
After checking the video in the surveillance room, it was indeed Zhang Zhitian.
After Song Yi asked Ma Xiaotao to copy the surveillance video, the group immediately got into the police car.
"Captain Song, are you issuing an arrest warrant now?" Ma Xiaotao asked.
"Well, notify the police in the area near Jiayuan in the south of the city, check the surveillance videos of the past few days, send them Zhang Zhitian's appearance, and let them search for it on the surveillance cameras. I don't believe that we can't catch him!"
Song Yi gritted his teeth and said...
In the middle of the night, in a workshop at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, Zhang Zhitian was sitting on a chair, his eyes empty, like a puppet.
Ma Xiaolu stood in front of Zhang Zhitian, holding a pocket watch, looking into his eyes and said softly: "Come, tell me what you know..."
[Author's digression]: The event in this chapter is December 8