Nausea, so disgusting, I finally got over it, but this old man made me feel acid reflux in my stomach again, and I felt a wave of nausea.
You're already shitting, can't you just call later?
At this time, Su Qing really hated that he was not a social cow. If he had the ability to be a social gangster, he would definitely run around the canteen with his mobile phone and let his colleagues see that Du Qiang was shitting at this time, and then let him die in the society.
I can't survive in the police station.
But no matter what, he is not that thick-skinned, and he doesn't know any of these people, so he rashly goes up and lets others watch another person poop while eating. This is partly immoral, and the main reason is that he is afraid of being beaten.
After all, this is a police station. Almost all men can fight, but women can't tell who is better at fighting. Everything is dangerous everywhere.
So he turned his phone over and faced Julieli opposite him, making the two of them look at each other.
"Hello Brother Qiang!"
Toot toot!
Zhulili just said hello with a smile, and Du Qiang hung up the phone at the speed of light. If nothing else, he should have been so scared that his anus tightened.
"What's wrong with Brother Qiang? He wasn't really taking a shit just now, was he?" Zhulili asked with some uncertainty.
In response, Su Qing suppressed a smile and replied: "Who knows, you can ask him yourself when he comes back?"
Judging from Du Qiang's posture in the video just now, he is sure that this guy is definitely taking a shit. He deserves to be scared to death and disgusted by you.
When he heard what he said, Julieli just looked at him with a suspicious face. The food on the table no longer smelled good. Recalling the scene just now, she seemed to be able to smell it through the screen of her mobile phone, and she suddenly felt retching.
"Ugh~ vomit vomit~~"
"Hey, hey, can you vomit again after I leave? I don't know, I thought you were pregnant."
"Fuck you, I'm going to tell Sister Li that you're bullying others, just wait, hum!"
After saying that, Ban Zhu dragged the dinner plate to another table. She really didn't want to pay attention to this person at this time. It was so bad. But even though she was a little nauseous, she didn't abandon the meal in front of her. This was one of the few times she had in a day.
Happy time.
On Du Qiang's side, when he saw Zhulili, he was almost frightened to death. He was running away now, otherwise, his dad would have been pinched off. After hanging up the phone, his feet began to touch the ground, which was extremely embarrassing.
.
"Damn Su Qing, just wait for Brother Qiang and see if I go back."
But before he could finish speaking, he heard Lin Chengcai shouting in the distance: "Du Qiang! Du Qiang, where are you? Come out of here quickly, you know how to shit every day, you've fallen into the manhole!"
"Hey, this, that, that! Come right away!"
Seeing this situation, Du Qiang could only sigh helplessly, take care of his hygiene problems, put on his pants, and get back to his intense work.
In criminal investigation cases, it is difficult enough to find clues in a room, not to mention their aimless search, not to mention three months in between and heavy rains more than once. It can be said that they can find clues.
The odds of finding a clue were slim, but they had to do it.
Because the case was stuck at the first step, they could not determine the identity of the deceased, so they could only resort to this stupid method.
You can't just stop investigating if you can't determine the identity of the deceased. Besides, they are only part of it, and some people have already gone to the villages upstream and downstream to visit and investigate.
There are even parts of the bureau that are collecting information on missing persons at the same time, and retrieving case report records from various branches, police stations, and police stations in surrounding towns and villages in Jiangcheng.
The power of state agencies is powerful, especially now. If you really want to work hard to investigate, you can't have no clues at all. There will always be some clues.
After all, the place where the corpse was dumped is here, so it is destined that the murderer's location will not be too large. Of course, it is not impossible to travel to other provinces now, so when we went to the village to investigate, everyone also asked if he had been away from home in the past three months.
People who go out exist.
As for Su Qing, she didn't leave even after lunch. She came here all the time, so it would be better to attend more classes to avoid Lao Lin and Lao Zhao from contacting her again in the end.
The video went viral, and Zhulili happily went back to show off to her colleagues, while he came to Lao Zhao's office.
"Come on, come on, come on, don't pretend, I see you know how to smoke. Don't worry, Xiao Li went to the countryside, it's okay!" Zhao Minghui handed him a cigarette and said with a smile.
After hearing this, Su Qing took it over. Her cautious look was like that of a minor who has to carry his parents behind his back when smoking. Zhao Minghui burst into laughter when he saw it.
Su Qing lit the cigarette and took a small sip. The smoke was very strong and very different from his sweet sister, so he didn't dare to take a sip too hard.
"Huh~~"
After spitting out a mouthful of white mist, Su Qing's whole body relaxed a lot.
"Captain Zhao, how do you think this case will be handled?" Su Qing asked.
Although he looked heartless, he was actually thinking about how to reveal the clues, because he really couldn't think of how to solve this kind of case for a person whose identity could not be determined.
But it would be very uncomfortable to reveal the information he knew, and he couldn't explain it himself. This feeling of knowing clearly but not being able to tell is really not something that ordinary people can endure.
Hearing this, Zhao Minghui took a puff of cigarette calmly and said with a smile: "Why are you so anxious? People have been dead for three months. What should have happened has happened a long time ago. Let's check it slowly. It will happen."
There are clues."
This is not a serial murder case, nor is the victim still alive. The police need to solve the case and carry out rescue within a very short period of time. Time is sufficient, and there is no so-called tension.
Besides, it has been three months. If the murderer wanted to escape, he would have escaped long ago. There is no point in worrying now.
The psychological quality of an old detective is vividly displayed.
"Have you thought of a solution?" Su Qing asked quickly.
In response, Zhao Minghui smiled and said: "What's so difficult about this? Just wait."
"wait?"
"Yes, what should I do if I don't wait? There are no clues now, the identity cannot be confirmed, and there is no point in worrying. As long as the time is longer, there will always be news. Think about it, no one has called the police for three months.
Is this a common situation? But if you say that the deceased has no relatives or friends, I don’t believe it. There must be some special reasons. As long as time passes, her acquaintances will naturally find out and call the police. I have already asked people to spread the news.
.”
No one called the police after a person disappeared for three months. Maybe it was her own fault. In today's society, how many people can't receive a message for a long time? People around them may not realize it, but what if they see the information released by the police?
, you will naturally think more.
Hearing this, Su Qing also felt that it made sense. At five o'clock in the afternoon, people from the Criminal Investigation Department came back one after another. Almost everyone looked bad. It was obvious that the criminal investigation work was not going well.
Then everyone went to the conference room for a brief meeting, reported on the progress in various aspects, and formulated the next plan.
Su Qing is all around here, but he is just a newcomer and would never dare to interrupt in a field where others are specialized.
Among the personnel responsible for the four aspects of mountain patrol, visit, autopsy, and information collection, only those who visited brought back some information, but it is not yet known whether it will be useful or not.
After the meeting, Zhao Minghui and Lin Chengcai each brought their own apprentices, and Su Qing continued the analysis in the office.
"Du Qiang, Xiao Li, and I were responsible for the upper reaches of the river bank. We really didn't find any useful clues. However, after I put myself in the role of the murderer, I found a relatively easy path.
And Du Qiang, he picked up a lighter, I sent it for inspection, but no cigarette butt was found. It had been too long, and there was no news from the downstream where Lao Han was responsible.
However, news came from Xiao Zhou that the murder weapon was a knife suspected to be a boning knife. Most boning knives are tools for slaughtering pigs and sheep, including those selling pork in the market. Through visits, several people from upstream and downstream were found.
People in this industry are all at home now, and there is nothing unusual, so we don’t do too much screening. This is the list." Lin Chengcai put a list on the table.
The experience of an old criminal police officer is very valuable. Being able to start from the type of suspected murder weapon is experience in itself.
After all, the boning knife is different from the kitchen knife, and not everyone has it.
Zhao Minghui nodded. It was now the stage of mobile phone clues and it was not time to make bold assumptions: "Thank you for your hard work. Let's focus on visiting the houses of these people who are engaged in killing pigs or selling pork."
"Don't worry, I've already explained it. It's okay. Now the focus is still on the identity of the deceased, and the second is to narrow the scope. Otherwise, the workload will be too much, and we people will be unable to bear it. If we allocate police forces from other places, it won't last long.
?”
"Indeed, Xiao Su, do you have anything to say?" Zhao Minghui asked.
At this time, Su Qing was listening to the narration prompts in her mind
[The scope of the murderer has been narrowed down to a family related to the boning knife profession.]
Hearing this, Su Qing couldn't help but narrowed her eyes.
According to his primary school Chinese reading comprehension, this sentence does not mean that the murderer's industry is related to boning knives, but that someone in the family is engaged in an industry that uses such knives. Otherwise, the narration will directly remind him of the murderer's occupation without adding
The word "family" appears on it.
Hearing Lao Zhao's inquiry, Su Qing let out a cry, and everyone looked at him.
"Ah, what? I'm asking if you have anything to say. It's okay. If you have any ideas, you can speak out boldly. It's okay if you're wrong. That's how it is now anyway," Lin Chengcai encouraged.
Compared to Lao Zhao, he knows how to communicate with people better. After all, psychology is not learned in vain.
"Oh, I think the murderer is most likely a man. Women shouldn't be able to do that terrain. Even two women would have a hard time. Moreover, this man has a strong body. Anyway, a weakling like me, I think
I can’t carry a body on my back over such a long mountain road.”
Hearing this, several people in the room nodded and agreed with what he said, but agreement does not mean that it is true, but it is okay to talk at this stage of bold assumptions, not to mention that the two old men have always wanted to bring more
Take him.
Then Su Qing continued: "And I don't think the murderer must be engaged in a profession related to boning knives. Maybe someone in his family is engaged in this profession and happens to have such a tool. You can investigate this list.
If the person has a son, he must be at least about the same age as the deceased!"
As soon as these words came out, Lin Chengcai immediately woke up: "Yes, the youngest people on this list are in their forties, and there are also older ones in their sixties, but if they have sons, there can indeed be more
pay attention."
Now that I have one more idea, a few people think the results are quite good.
There was no progress in the case, and almost all those who accepted it consciously worked overtime. Of course, most of them gathered together to discuss countermeasures, just like they had small meetings in private.
At seven o'clock in the evening, when most people got off work, three young men, Su Qing, Li Zijun and Du Qiang, left the police station and went to a nearby street, where they found a tricycle stall selling fried skewers.
"Boss, ten skewers of meat, three skewers of chicken skin, three skewers of fish and tofu, what do you two want to eat together, please?" Du Qiang, who changed back to his regular clothes, said.
In this regard, just when Li Zijun was about to speak, a narration sounded in Su Qing's mind.
[If you want to eat this meal, you will have to spend a lot of energy and race against the car. It is recommended not to eat it!]
Although he didn't understand what it meant, he stretched out his hand to stop Li Zijun and said, "Just order some. Sister Jun and I will go to the stall in front to have a look, and we'll get together later!"
Li Zijun was a little confused about this but didn't say anything. Seeing this, Du Qiang didn't force himself to speak: "Okay, boss, how much do these cost?"
“Total 22”
After that, Du Qiang paid the money happily, but the moment he paid successfully, a voice came from the distance.
"The city management is coming, the city management is coming!"
Hearing this, the stall owner turned off the heat, closed the lid, got on his tricycle and ran away without saying a word.
Du Qiang:.
"Hey, hey, I paid, please wait a moment, boss!"
"Follow me and we'll meet at the intersection ahead!"