It is completely unimaginable that a man who is nearly 1.9 meters tall and weighs more than 200 kilograms can make such a high-pitched sound.
Although Zhu Chaoran drank a little too much, he was the first of the three to react.
He knelt on the ground and looked helplessly at the girl who was sitting at the edge of the booth an hour ago, drinking wine and playing games with him, but now she was lying on the ground without making any sound.
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He thought about the time when he entered the bar and was stopped by the security guard at the door because he was ugly and old. Just when he was ashamed, this girl ran over and took him into the bar.
“When the road is rough, draw your sword to help.”
In the short corridor, the girl held Zhu Chaoran's fat hand, suddenly turned her head, narrowed her beautiful eyes, stuck out her tongue and said with a smile.
Scene after scene flashed through his mind like a slide show, and he reached out with trembling hands to where the girl was lying...
Chen Shu immediately ran over and squatted down to check.
Chen Chuan hesitated for a while, then ran over and stood behind Chen Shu, but he didn't move forward at all.
After a few minutes, Chen Shu shook his head and stood up: "Call the police."
He raised his head and looked at the top of the building, which was only six or seven stories high, thoughtfully.
At this time, pedestrians gathered around in groups of three to five, some were taking videos with their mobile phones, and some were just watching the fun.
They were both police officers within the system and were quite sensitive to this kind of filming that involved themselves. At that moment, the two of them made a tacit agreement not to stay at the scene, turned around and walked towards Zhu Chaoran.
Chen Chuan took out his mobile phone and dialed 110. After two beeps, he was answered: "Hello. I encountered someone here who jumped from the building. He is already dead. The location is..."
When Chen Shu walked to Zhu Chaoran and stretched out his hand to help him up, he grabbed his arm and dragged him down.
Under Zhu Chaoran's strong force, he almost fell to the ground.
"Fat man, what's wrong..." Chen Shu was grabbed by Zhu Chaoran's big arm. He couldn't stand up or sit down, so he bent over and asked in confusion.
Zhu Chaoran stared at the red corpse in the distance, gritted his teeth and said: "Brother Shu, this must be murder. Yingying cannot commit suicide."
Chen Shu followed Zhu Chaoran's gaze and looked over, feeling particularly uncomfortable.
This kind-hearted, outspoken female college student was having a drink with them just a moment ago, and within just over an hour, she was smashed to the ground in front of them.
Nothing is permanent!
He could understand Zhu Chaoran's mood, but that was not the point... Chen Shu shook his head and said: "Fat man, whether it is suicide, homicide or an accident, this case must be handled by the local police, and we have no jurisdiction.
"
After making the call to the police, Chen Chuan walked up to the two of them and raised his chin: "We have encountered these and that people. Okay, okay, let's go back to the hotel. The police will be here soon."
How could Zhu Chaoran, who has been working as a police officer for almost a year, not understand the truth behind this?
Nowadays, things are different from those in the early years. Faced with an increasingly bad law enforcement environment, everyone believes that they can do their job well during working hours and be worthy of the salary.
Do more and make more mistakes, do less and make fewer mistakes, and do nothing but do nothing. This is a true portrayal of the grassroots police in recent years.
He understood the truth, but young Zhu Chaoran was still stubborn. He knew that he could not intervene at all with his own ability, and might even mess up the case. The only way was to fall on Chen Shu.
After working with Chen Shu for more than half a year, Zhu Chaoran naturally knows that Chen Shu is different from other police officers who handle cases. Although he keeps talking about safety regulations and following the rules when handling cases, he actually encounters criminals and is the craziest.
It's still him.
Most importantly, he is soft-hearted.
"Brother Shu, please. Otherwise, I will never have peace of mind in this life." Zhu Chaoran took a step forward and grabbed Chen Shu's big hand a little tighter.
Chen Chuan's heart tightened. After Zhu Chaoran's words, he suddenly thought that Yingying was originally going to go back to school early tonight, but after his strong invitation, she stayed again.
He whispered from the side: "Everyone has had a drink after all."
This time Chen Shu did not hesitate, patted Zhu Chaoran's hand and said softly: "I understand, you should get up first."
Chen Shu raised his head and looked at the roof of the six-story building: "This is a commercial building. It is basically closed at night, so Yingying should jump off the roof. Fatty, go to that store to buy it now.
A few gloves, plastic bags and a flashlight. If you don’t have gloves, buy some more plastic bags.
Chen Chuan, go find the security guard at the door and ask where the stairs are, and ask if you can borrow a strong flashlight. I'll wait for you here. Okay, take action!"
Taking advantage of the gap between the two people leaving, Chen Shu found a nearby art statue and climbed up. Scanning the scene from a commanding height was Chen Shu's first habit in handling cases.
Chen Shu stood on a high point and looked over one by one. Although he found no abnormality, the cold wind at night blew for a while, which made his brain, which was originally a little slow due to drinking, smoother.
"Brother Shu, I bought the bag." Zhu Chaoran ran under the statue out of breath, raised his head and shouted.
Chen Shu jumped off the statue, took the disposable gloves Zhu Chaoran bought and put them on, then trotted to Yingying's side and carefully fumbled for the phone on her body.
Considering the important role of communication tools in people's hands nowadays and the private functions it undertakes, mobile phones, as the first source of clues in cases, have always been regarded as the most important evidence by the police. If conditions permit, they must be
Get it as soon as possible.
No mobile phone was found on the deceased.
But when everyone came in together, they didn't see Yingying carrying a backpack or bag.
Chen Shu got up and walked around the corpse several times, but still found no trace of the cell phone.
"Fat man, you should have added Yingying's WeChat account, right? Send a voice call. Well, if you have a mobile phone number, just call it." Chen Shu instructed.
"They are all there, they are all there."
Zhu Chaoran quickly took out his cell phone and dialed.
"Chen Shu, I'm here to ask. Let's go to the main entrance and take the elevator to the sixth floor, and then take the stairs from the sixth floor to the roof." Chen Chuan ran over carrying an outdoor searchlight that looked very powerful.
said.
"Can I borrow this thing?"
Chen Shu took the searchlight from Chen Chuan's hand and felt it up and down with surprise.
Chen Chuan smiled proudly and said: "In this world, there is no problem that money cannot solve."
After a while, Zhu Chaoran put down his cell phone and said, "Brother Shu, the call can be connected, but no one is answering."
Chen Shu nodded, with some thoughts in his mind.
If the mobile phone fell from the roof with someone, it must have been damaged and unable to make calls. Generally speaking, young people today never leave their mobile phones. Since the mobile phone can now make calls, it means that it is not dead.
If it's bad, it's probably on the roof of the building.
Chen Shu aimed his searchlight upward, and a large aperture seven or eight meters long hit the roof of the building, making it so bright that it was not dazzling.