"That kid has endless hobbies. As long as he is at home, there is no time to rest. His parents don't care much. He even smashed the window glass next to the elevator twice with a ball." Speaking of the neighbor's house.
Sun Jinglong showed a look of disgust, and then he started to talk about other residents, "801, a family of five, the couple are in their forties, two children, the eldest is a girl who is in high school, the younger is a boy, just now
When I was in elementary school, there was an old lady who was the child’s grandmother. They were from outside the country and didn’t like to talk much. Sometimes they would pretend not to see her when they met.”
"805 is a retired old man. His daughter is abroad. She has not been at home recently. She went abroad to see her grandson."
"There used to be a couple living in 806. Their son went to university in the south and found a job there after graduating from graduate school. They went to live with their son after the Chinese New Year, and the house was entrusted to an agency for takeout. They have been out for a year.
It didn’t sell either.”
Lu Wuchuan waited for him to finish and asked him if he had seen anyone suspicious recently.
Sun Jinglong said no, and then added: "I don't have any hobbies, I just like fishing. When the weather is warm, I go there almost every day, and I am rarely at home. The weather has been bad these two days, so I didn't go."
"Does the He family have any grudges with anyone?" Lu Wuchuan asked another question.
Sun Jinglong hesitated: "How should I say this? Ordinarily, this person is gone, so we shouldn't say anything about him anymore."
Lu Dongming couldn't stand others being like this, and said directly: "You are providing clues to the police, and you are not talking behind your back. If you have anything to say, just say it."
"It's like this, Lao He, maybe because he is used to being a leader, he is not polite at all when talking to people, and he always speaks in an official tone. As for his wife, she is petty and cares about everything. She is only one step away from buying groceries.
The owner didn't even pay a penny. Last winter, the heater upstairs ran out and water leaked into their house. It wasn't a big deal at first, but a corner of the roof of the living room was washed away, leaving a watermark. The person upstairs said they wanted someone to clean it.
She refused to do the paint, and had to pay 2,000 yuan to finish it."
"For that little job, I could just buy a bucket of paint and do it myself. A small bucket costs a hundred dollars. Even if I hire someone to do it, two or three hundred dollars for the workmanship would be enough. It costs two thousand dollars."
, isn’t this what blackmail is?”
"The people upstairs agreed?" Lu Dongming was surprised. They were in 802 just now, and they did see a water-soaked mark on a corner of the ceiling of the living room, about the size of a washbasin, hanging there in the shape of an inverted triangle. There was some stain on the wall.
It fell off, but it wasn't serious, otherwise it wouldn't have stayed there without cleaning it.
"What can we do if we don't agree?" Sun Jinglong said with disdain on his face, "Two thousand yuan is not a big sum to put it bluntly. It's not a problem to keep pestering me. Just accept it as bad luck."
"Besides the one upstairs, has their family ever had conflicts with anyone else?" Lu Wuchuan asked.
"Yes, but it's all a trivial matter. One time, Lao He bought a bag of salt at the small supermarket at the door. When he came home, his wife found that the shelf life was still more than a month away. She went to the small supermarket and scolded the boss and forced him to open it.
The salt was withdrawn. Another time, his granddaughter was playing in the yard and was pushed by a child. They both scolded the child and the parents for more than ten minutes before letting her go. Anyway, it was a trivial matter.
After that, I was pulled down."
Sun Jinglong Luo Liba talked a lot, but in terms of clues, there were really not many clues. Even the conflict with the residents upstairs did not reach the level of murder to vent his anger.
Lu Dongming asked him to sign the transcript and asked casually: "Didn't you tell the police about these situations yesterday?"
Sun Jinglong signed his name and said: "A young man asked me how I found out that Mr. He and his wife were dead. After that, he told me to go home quickly and not join in the fun."
"Two police officers, we have to work hard on this case. Please hurry up. There have been three murders in our community this year. If the murderer is not caught, no one will dare to live here. But this house cannot be sold.
Even if the price is low, no one will buy it. People like me don’t have any savings, so I can’t find another place to live. I wanted to tell them this yesterday, but I didn’t find a chance. It’s not easy for us ordinary people to live like this.
Being on tenterhooks isn’t a thing, is it?”
Lu Dongming closed the folder and said: "No one can guarantee how long it will take to solve the case. But our mood is definitely the same as yours, and we want to bring the murderer to justice as soon as possible."
"That's good, that's good. Thank you. If you need help, just ask." Sun Jinglong expressed his gratitude and sent the two of them out of the house.
Lu Dongming endured it and returned to He's house across the street, then complained: "I know those people didn't care at all."
It was obvious that he just wanted to push out the case, and even the questioning was done in such a perfunctory manner.
His mouth was so curled that it almost changed shape. Lu Wuchuan glanced at him: "I just realized that you are actually a jerk."
The work attitude of the second team has nothing to do with them. Asking how they handled the case is purely to create trouble for themselves when they have nothing to do.
Opposite 802 has been inspected by Bao Sheng and Jiang Muyang from inside to outside, top to bottom.
Bao Sheng closed the survey box and said, "I collected a few fingerprints. I'll go back and compare them. However, I don't have much hope."
After coming out of Building No. 27, the four people went to the homes of the other two victims.
Unit 203 of Building 42 belongs to Dong Xingyun's family. After his wife came back to handle his affairs, his son-in-law took him to Mingyang City.
Dong Xingyun's house is a suite with two bedrooms and one living room. Compared with He Jun's house, not only is the house smaller, but the decoration and furnishings are also old-fashioned.
A month has passed since the incident, and a layer of dust has fallen on the floor and furniture in the house.
The autopsy report stated that Dong Xingyun had been drinking before his death. This was also stated in the on-site investigation report issued by the Technical Department. There were two leftover dishes and half a package of spicy peanuts on the coffee table in the living room, as well as less than half a bottle of liquor.
These things and the bowls and chopsticks were taken away by the Technical Department as evidence, and after testing, there were no toxic substances in them.
Lu Wuchuan put his hands in his trouser pockets, his eyes wandering around the coffee table and sofa, and after a while he walked towards the kitchen.
After looking through the cabinets and drawers, he called Jiang Muyang, who was holding a camera, to take pictures of the dishes and mark the quantities.
"Lijun Lu, what are you suspecting?" Jiang Muyang asked while taking pictures.
Lu Wuchuan pointed at the three bowls stacked together: "The bowls and dishes are usually in pairs. Let's go back and check with Dong Xingyun's wife to see what the original quantity is."
Jiang Muyang had an epiphany: "The murderer drank with Dong Xingyun and then took away the dishes he used?"
"It's possible." Lu Dongming stood at the door of the kitchen. "The doors and windows are not damaged. There is a high possibility that the murderer is an acquaintance. It makes sense to drink and chat together, knock the person out unprepared, and then attack."