Bai Hongwei looked at the information in Chen Bai's hand and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"People who were related to the incident all gathered together ten years later, and then Zhao Demin's child disappeared. There must be some connection between this."
The man put out the cigarette in his hand. The coffee table was already piled with empty beer cans. The man got up and opened the refrigerator, only to find that the refrigerator was empty.
"Get a divorce!"
As soon as the woman's words came out, the man became furious and kicked the coffee table over.
"What are you doing? What do you want to do? Did I lose the child? Every time I send the child to school, have you ever taken care of the child once? If the child does not do well in the exam, I will go to the parent-teacher meeting. If the child does well in the exam, then I will go to the parent-teacher meeting.
You go and never pay attention to your child's homework and just sign him up for this interest class or that interest class every day. Have you ever asked your child? Does he really like it? "
"My fault? My fault? Do you think it's all my fault? When I get home from get off work, I sit in the car and smoke, and I don't get out until I sit there for an hour. Do you think I didn't know that you parked at the back of the unit building? ? Look at you, you’ve learned a lot about how to blame others if you can’t make money. If you can’t make money, vent all your grievances on me. I don’t want my children to lose at the starting line. Am I wrong? I know that I am staying in your car every day, but if you go downstairs with your children, will something like this happen? "
Zhao Demin rubbed his temples. He no longer wanted to argue. In just a few minutes of going downstairs, the child disappeared out of thin air. Would these usually kind neighbors really do such a thing?
"Get out of here, I don't want to see you until the child comes back!"
The woman grabbed the ashtray on the table and threw it at Zhao Demin. Zhao Demin dodged and the ashtray made a big hole in the wall.
"Okay, don't regret it!"
Zhao Demin went out, but instead of leaving, he came to 502.
"What are you doing? Didn't you say that we don't meet each other when we don't have anything to do?"
When Tan Haopeng saw Zhao Demin coming to him, he was so frightened that he almost sat on the ground.
"Everyone in your family is in the hospital except you. They are fine."
Tan Haopeng said, pulling Zhao Demin in and quickly closing the door.
"What do you want from me?"
"It's nothing, I'm just a little upset and I came to talk to you."
When Chen Bai received the report, he felt anxious, especially when he saw Tan Haopeng's body, this feeling became even stronger.
"What's going on?"
Bai Hongwei has a headache. Zhao Xiang's disappearance has not been solved yet, and there is another murder case here.
"The deceased was hit on the back of the head with a blunt object and died. The time of death was probably around 10 to 12 o'clock last night. The person who reported the crime was Tan Haopeng. He said that when he went out, he saw a person lying on the ground.
Then he quickly called the police."
Chen Bai and Bai Hongwei looked at each other. A murder case at this time is indeed a headache.
"We did not find the murder weapon at the scene, but based on the fractured state of the deceased's skull, I can confirm that the murderer just hit the deceased."
Song Anchun was holding up instant noodles with a hint of shock in his tone. Because at the scene, they saw the body lying on the railing of the stairs, with blood dripping downstairs.
"Zhao Demin was probably attacked from behind when he was going downstairs. Judging from the fractured skull, he should have been attacked from behind with something like an awl. Zhao Demin is 1.8 meters tall. He could have hit Zhao Demin on the head.
The murderer should be taller than him."
At this time, Wu Di struggled to get a mannequin to the forensic room. Chen Bai looked at the model and raised the hammer next to him, but found that he was not tall enough. The scars he made on the model were different from the scars on the corpse.
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"The corridor of this old-fashioned residential building is so narrow. If Zhao Demin was really attacked when he was going downstairs, where would that person stand?"
As soon as Chen Bai finished playing, Wu Di put forward a different opinion.
"Yes, I'm actually thinking about this issue too. This staircase is very narrow and there is basically no room for two people."
Chen Bai thought for a while, turned around and went out. After a while, he got some chairs from the office.
"Is that the width of the stairs? If that's the case, then if Zhao Demin is really standing here, there is basically no place behind him. And I always have a feeling that this place is actually not
Not the first scene."
The photos of the scene did show splattered blood, but the more Chen Bai looked at the splattered blood, the more wrong it became.
"Song Anchun, are you sure that the deceased was hit?"
"I dare not say for sure, but I can guarantee that the injury of the deceased was definitely not caused by repeated blows, but I don't know whether it was one blow or several blows."
Chen Bai frowned, because according to the effect of his blow just now, the blood splashed by the deceased in the corridor was a little less. And the position was wrong. What made Chen Bai even more strange was the posture of the deceased, with the upper half of his body lying on the stairs.
There was a platform on each floor of this old-fashioned residential building, and the deceased lay on the railing of the platform.
"The deceased was hit on the back of his head, which means the deceased was attacked from behind. If so, the deceased would have covered the injured area as soon as possible. However, there was no blood on the deceased's hands. This is
What's going on? Could it be that he was really beaten to death in one fell swoop?"
The more Chen Bai looked at it, the more wrong he became. Now he even began to suspect that the corridor was not the first scene.
"What should I do? What should I do? It's all your fault, it's all your fault!"
Zhao Chenglong kept wiping the floor with the rag in his hand, while Ruan Ling sat on the sofa with a cold expression and said nothing.
"Speak! What do you want to do?"
Zhao Chenglong was also angry, but Ruan Ling just smiled and said.
"What are you doing? I didn't kill the person. You were discovered accidentally. What does it have to do with me? How did I know that Zhao Demin is actually your father's chess partner? Why did you go out at night?"
What happened is very simple. After chatting with Tan Haopeng for a while, Zhao Demin was going to play chess with Zhao Hua on the second floor. There were too many things in the coming days and he really needed to relax. But he didn't expect that Zhao Hua was not at home.
, Zhao Demin had no choice but to return. But after he went up to the fifth floor, he unexpectedly found Zhao Hua's son in Ruan Ling's room, and Zhao Demin also saw Zhao Hua's body lying on the ground at this time. But still
Before Zhao Demin could react, he was pulled into the room by Ruan Ling next to him. Zhao Chenglong didn't hesitate at all, he directly raised the hammer in his hand and smashed it down.
"Can you blame me for this? Can you blame me for this?"
Zhao Chenglong was a little angry, but then he thought it was useless to be angry, so he could only squat down and continue to wipe the blood on the ground.
"It's okay. There were no witnesses at that time. Now that Zhao Demin is dead, no one will know about it."
After Ruan Ling finished speaking, she stood up and walked to Zhao Chenglong.
"Don't worry, nothing will happen."
The police are still investigating, and Chen Bai and others finally came up with the results after many experiments.
"What? Are you saying that the murderer knew the deceased and took action suddenly when the deceased was not paying attention?"
Bai Hongwei still didn't understand how Zhao Demin could not react at all even if he made a sudden move.
"Indeed, but during the autopsy, Forensic Doctor Song found that Zhao Demin's left ankle was slightly misaligned, which is what we commonly call a sprained foot. And based on the blood splattered in the stairwell, this is obviously not the first scene."
After Chen Bai finished speaking, Da Binzi immediately raised his hand to ask a question.
"If this is not the first scene, then where is the first scene? Who is the murderer?"
"I don't know this yet, but judging from the clothes of the deceased, the deceased was preparing to go out. Next, we can investigate what the deceased did before his death and who he met."
When Zhao Demin's wife learned about her husband's death, she was stunned.
"Madam, I know this news has hit you hard, but I would like to ask you to express your condolences now. I have a few questions to ask you."
However, what surprised Chen Bai was that Zhao Demin's wife was just stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then regained her composure.
"I have nothing to answer. My biggest wish now is to find my son. I don't care about anything else."
"Yes, we will definitely try our best, but now I want to ask you where Zhao Demin went last night? What time did he leave home?"
Although Chen Bai knew that there was no relationship between them, this woman was so cruel that she didn't even care about her husband's death.
"I don't know. Yesterday, after we had a fight about the child, he went out. I don't know where he went."
"What time is that?"
Chen Bai asked questions while observing carefully. Could it be that Zhao Demin was killed by his wife? If someone close to him took action, he would indeed be unprepared.
"I don't know, do you check the time when you quarrel?"
There were no clues about Zhao Demin's wife. Chen Bai looked at Da Binzi's depressed look and smiled.
"What are you doing? This is not the first time we have encountered such a difficult case. Cheer up and we will definitely be able to solve the case."
"Mr. Detective, what's going on?"
Chen Bo had just descended to the fifth floor when he happened to see Ruan Ling coming out of the door. Looking at the cordon that had been set up in the corridor, Ruan Ling had a trace of doubt on her face.
"Oh? You don't know?"
Chen Bai was a little curious. Didn't Ruan Ling know that they made such a big move this morning?
"How would I know? I sleep during the day. How would I know what happened?"
Ruan Ling didn't have any panic in her expression. It was clear that Zhao Demin died at her home, but when facing Chen Bai, she was very calm, as if this matter had nothing to do with her.
"That makes sense. Then I have a few questions. What were you doing at around eight o'clock last night?"
Chen Bai did not ask according to the time of death, because if it was really Ruan Ling who did it, Ruan Ling would definitely make up a very suitable reason. But if Chen Bai missed the death time of the deceased, then Ruan Ling's answer would have flaws.
"Eight o'clock? I guess I just got up! I might be ordering takeout at that time. By the way, I have takeout records on my phone. Take a look at this!"
With that said, Ruan Ling showed her takeout record. Chen Bai looked at Ruan Ling and placed an order for fried noodles at 8:02.
"What happened after that? What did you do after eating?"
"Mr. Detective, if you doubt me, bring out evidence. If you don't have evidence, don't doubt anyone."
After saying that, Ruan Ling actually closed the door directly.
"Okay, just wait!"
Chen Bai was also angry. Ruan Ling's previous case had not been investigated, Zhao Xiang had not been found, and now this incident happened again. Chen Bai felt more and more that this woman was not simple.
"Teacher Chen, did you find anything?"
He Yong and Feng Qianqian walked up and happened to see Chen Bai looking at Ruan Ling's door with a dark face.
"It's okay, it's okay. How's the investigation going?"
"Teacher Chen, after we asked these neighbors, they couldn't tell clearly, but the family member of 201 said that they heard Zhao Demin knocking on the door of the family opposite him at about ten o'clock, but 202 did not open the door, and then Zhao Demin
gone."
A glimmer of light flashed in Chen Bai's eyes. Isn't Zhao Hua at home? Why is Zhao Demin looking for Zhao Hua?
"Look at it again. I'll go back to Song Anchun and ask for a detailed autopsy report."
But apart from the injury on Zhao Demin's forehead and the sprain on his left foot, there were no other injuries.
"Teacher Chen, do you think it's possible that Zhao Demin offended something and came to seek revenge on him? In fact, the person who took action was not from this building at all. His enemy found him and killed him directly on the stairs.
, then put him on the railing and left?"
Chen Bai shook his head. Although what Da Binzi said is not impossible, if Zhao Demin really offended someone and was killed in the corridor, it would be impossible for him to make no sound at all, right? Neither would the two families next to him.
I don't know. The most important thing is that although there are a lot of bloodstains on the ground, there are no footprints. If it is really like what Da Binzi said, then there will definitely be footprints on the ground.
"This is strange. Why is this?"
Chen Bai looked at the photos at the scene, and suddenly a photo of the deceased's shoes caught Chen Bai's attention.
"What happened to his shoes?"
Zhao Demin was wearing a pair of leather shoes with a little blood stain on the heel.
"Zhao Demin was beaten, but why was there blood on the heels?"
After Chen Bai's reminder, everyone also found blood stains on the heels of the deceased's shoes.
"Could it have been bleeding after being beaten?"
Da Binzi pointed at the back of the deceased's head, but was interrupted by He Yong before he could finish speaking.
"Impossible. If it flows from the back of the head, why is there nothing on the clothes? Teacher Chen, do you think it might be stuck to the heels of the shoes after being dragged?"
After Feng Qianqian finished speaking, Chen Bai suddenly realized that yes, this indeed looked like a blood stain left behind after being dragged.
"If this is the case, then Zhao Demin was probably knocked unconscious somewhere else and then placed in the corridor."
Although we know this, there are currently no clues about the murderer.
"What we can confirm now is that Zhao Demin definitely did not die in the corridor. Someone should have killed him at home and then got into the corridor."
The first suspect in Chen Bai's mind is of course Ruan Ling. After all, what happened ten years ago is not over yet, and what happened recently must be related to the case ten years ago.
"Okay, let's go back first! Nothing will happen if we all gather here."
Bai Hongwei knew that Chen Bai had not rested since he came back from Yangcheng. He usually just slept in the office and never went back.
"No, the case is so tense now, Zhao Xiang has not been found, and Zhao Demin was killed by someone unknown. Even if I go back now, I can't sleep at all."
"Okay, actually it won't take much longer. If you go back and have a good rest, we'll talk about anything tomorrow!"
When Chen Bai got in the car, he was still thinking about the case.
"What happened ten years ago? Is there anything else that I don't know about?"
When Chen Bai was stopping at an intersection and waiting for a red light, a man riding a motorcycle suddenly appeared from behind. This man was wearing a motorcycle suit and a black helmet. Chen Bai didn't pay attention to this man at first, but he was right there.
When the man stopped next to him and opened his helmet, Chen Bai saw the man's eyes.
"snort!"
The man sneered and started the motorcycle. Chen Bai chased after him as soon as the light turned green. The motorcycle was very fast, but Chen Bai was also chasing after him.
"Bang bang bang!"
The motorcycle turned, and the man actually took out his pistol and fired three shots at Chen Bai. Chen Bai just turned the car sideways, then turned the front of the car and hit the man directly.
"madman!"
The motorcyclist cursed secretly, dodged with all his strength and ran towards a small road. Chen Bai immediately caught up with him, but the gunfire just now also attracted people around him. Chen Bai struggled to use his mobile phone to dial Bai Hongwei's number.
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"What? Where are you now? We'll be there right away!"
Bai Hongwei was a little nervous. Why did something happen just after he asked Chen Bai to go back?
"Okay, I'll send you the location later."
Chen Bai hung up the phone, but at this moment a fork in the road suddenly appeared in front of him, and the motorcycle swerved directly into it. However, Chen Bai could no longer track it at this time, and the car could not enter that road.
"hateful!"
Chen Bai looked at the bullet marks on the right passenger's side and did not see that the bullet should have bounced off when it hit the door.
"Who is this?"
"Jingle Bell!"
Just when Chen Bai was confused, his cell phone suddenly rang.
"Chen Bai, it really surprises me that you are still alive."
Listening to the voice on the other side, Chen Bai's voice also turned cold.
"who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is what you did. This time I'm just giving you a warning. You won't be so lucky next time."
Chen Bai lit a cigarette and sneered disdainfully.
"I have a problem, that is, the more others threaten me, the more excited I am. I will return your words to you. If you dare to come again next time, I promise not to let people go."
The man didn't say anything when he heard Chen Bai's words and hung up the phone directly.
"How's it going? Is everything okay?"
When Bai Hongwei arrived with people, Chen Bai was leaning next to the car smoking.
"It's okay. There's nothing wrong with me, but the person who attacked me ran away."