Chen Jie: "I'll look for connections to adjust the files later." She pinched the badge in the evidence bag and sighed: "I didn't expect that this case is still connected and has not been completely cut off."
Ji Chengling carefully checked other small pieces of evidence. In addition to the twelve worn dolls, there was also a rhinestone hairpin that a little girl would like, a 2b pencil as long as his index finger, a half-used eraser, and other odds and ends.
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"Do you think it's possible that these things all belong to the deceased?"
Chen Jie glanced at her and said, "Do you think the deceased could still drink in that well room?"
Ji Chengling followed her gaze and looked at the two evidence bags containing beer cans in the corner. He choked and said, "I mean rhinestone hairpins, pencils and erasers. It is impossible for the murderer to deliberately bring these things in after dumping the body."
In the well room, dress up the body parts or the dolls pretending to be the body parts, and then draw a sketch, right?”
"Maybe? The murderer is perverted enough anyway."
Ji Chengling propped up his chin: "I think maybe they are all belongings of the deceased. Brother Zhong said that the deceased was only seventeen, a girl, still at the age of studying, and likes shiny rhinestone hairpins and dolls -"
"When I was seventeen, I liked black and dark colors."
Ji Chengling choked again and again, and spoke sincerely: "Most girls at this age wear a two-piece suit with a bare face and a school uniform. Not everyone is as rebellious as you. As far as I know, girls all like gorgeous and beautiful jewelry."
"Straight men speak." Chen Jie snorted, "Not all girls like black and dark hair, but most seventeen-year-old girls don't like shiny rhinestone hairpins. The rhinestones on this hairpin have fallen off, but the shape is still there, and
It’s ugly and ugly. Girls at the age of high school students are just starting to have sexual consciousness and beauty consciousness at this time. The aesthetic standards are at various unique levels, which are divorced from the aesthetics of young children and young and middle-aged women——”
Ji Chengling: "Young and middle-aged people's aesthetics?"
Chen Jie was silent for a moment: "Fashion is a circle."
Ji Chengling: "...?" He really doesn't understand women.
Ji Chengling pressed his temples, "Then where do you think the rhinestone hairpin came from? Could it be that a female homeless person used the well room as a nest for a while until she left before the doll was moved in, and these rhinestones, pencils and erasers were all left by the other party.
Down?"
Chen Jie pressed: "It's not impossible. But there is another possibility. The hairpins, pencils and erasers all belong to the deceased, or they are the bond between the murderer and the deceased, such as gifts and souvenirs from the same place.
Or it was a gift between the two of them. The rhinestones on the hairpin were all gone, and it was a style that a seventeen-year-old girl would not like. The pencil and eraser were also used. They were of a certain age, and maybe the murderer deliberately placed them next to the deceased."
Ji Chengling: "Team Li previously speculated that the murderer and the deceased were most likely acquaintances. It is indeed possible that small items such as hairpins were deliberately left with the deceased. For what motive? To show off or to commemorate? Most perverted killers have a habit of marking.
Satisfy their desire for control or revenge."
Chen Jie made a guess: "Do you think there will be other victims?"
"No way." Ji Chengling said thoughtfully: "The deceased was tortured and killed. Either she had a deep hatred with the murderer and the murderer enjoyed the process of torture-|killing her, or he himself enjoyed torture-|killing women."
"Then he is a serial murderer, a perverted enjoyment-type murderer." Chen Jie: "The physical evidence must be kept well. I will report it to Captain Li later."
Ji Chengling responded and noticed that the car turned back onto the highway in Dongcheng District. There was a highway toll station in front of him. He glanced left and right and saw a familiar Maserati opposite. When he thought carefully, it was not the one he had just met in the urban-rural fringe area of Xiushan District.
Million dollar car!
It turns out that people also live in Dongcheng District.
Meeting twice within an hour does not mean that we are destined. Ji Chengling glanced twice and took note of the license plate number. The black base plate was Guangdong z222. It was obviously a Hong Kong and Macao commercial vehicle, and it was also a beautiful car worth a Maserati.
Rich compatriots from Hong Kong and Macao. Ji Chengling, who is also a rich man, sighed.
