The couple at the next table left after about ten minutes, and the drinks they were served were almost untouched.
Li Zan came back with a book and happened to pass them by the door.
Jiang Heng glanced at the black-covered book. It was a dark novel that was not popular among the public. Those who loved it loved it to death, but those who hated it found it too pessimistic and hopeless.
Jiang Heng was silent and took the initiative to find a topic about this book. As soon as he started, he was interrupted by Li Zan: "Don't brag, I'm just showing off."
"..." Jiang Heng lowered his head to read the morning newspaper in his hand, and suddenly felt that he could not fall behind, so he took out a similarly niche novel next to him and opened it to read. He frowned and read seriously for a minute, then closed the book and thought about it.
It’s better not to embarrass yourself. “Are you hungry?”
Li Zan raised his eyes: "I'm not in the habit of drinking afternoon tea."
Jiang Heng: "Go to the sauna and relax your muscles and bones after the steam. You have enough time."
Li Zan made a gesture of serious thought, then nodded solemnly: "Let's go then." Then he closed the book that he couldn't turn the page for two minutes.
It turned out that neither of them had any literary talent, so they drank the drinks in unison and sat for a while before leaving.
Li Zan recalled that they each used obscure books to show off, and couldn't help but smile.
"Friend, I thought you would like to see it."
After all, Jiang Heng felt like a well-educated gentleman most of the time. He thought Jiang Heng was the kind of person who kept reading every day and especially loved world famous books.
Jiang Heng poked his nose and admitted honestly: "I have never had a talent for literature, but Jiang Heng liked it very much. There was a time when I was obsessed with it. I made a list of living famous authors and said I wanted to visit them one by one."
Li Zan: "What happened next?"
Jiang Heng: "She had too much homework during the winter vacation that year, and she cried to make up for it."
Li Zan could imagine what a lovely girl she was.
After leaving the Children's Palace, I went straight to the club next door with the scorching sun above my head. I steamed in the sauna first and then got a massage. After the torture of my stiff bones, I felt relieved for a long time.
When Li Zan left the club, he was unusually energetic and comfortable. He was in a good mood and chatted and laughed with Jiang Heng all the way home.
..
At twelve o'clock noon the next day.
In a five-star hotel in the city center of Xinzhou District, the cleaning staff knocked on a room on the seventh floor to remind the tenants that it was check-out time. If they did not want to check out, they could call the service number to renew.
She knocked for a long time, but there was no response in the room.
The housekeeper thought for a while, then slowly pressed against the door to listen to the noise inside. There was only the muffled sound of the air conditioner, but no human voice. She thought the tenant was playing too hard last night, so she fell asleep now.
She went to clean other rooms first, then came back to see that the door of this room was still closed. She was hesitating whether to go to the hall downstairs to report it, but someone came up below to see the situation.
After a conversation between the two, they found out that the guest in this room had not returned the room card after the check-out time. They checked the information and found a problem, and quickly asked someone to come over and take a look.
The person checking was the lobby manager downstairs: "I called, but no one answered." He raised his hand and knocked on the door, raised his voice and asked politely. After confirming again and again that no one responded, he said: "If you don't open the door, we will take tough measures."
Go in and check the measures!"
Silence.
The lobby manager no longer hesitated and opened the door. The door creaked open a crack, and the cold air rushed in. Both the lobby manager and the cleaning staff shivered.
They all thought about how low the air conditioner was turned on.
The lobby manager went in first, and when he stepped on the carpet, he heard a subtle popping sound, as if he had stepped on a wet, soft object—nothing wrong, the carpet was completely wet.
The housekeeper muttered, "Can't they tighten it up? These carpets are hard to clean!"
The lobby manager rolled his eyes at her: "Stop talking!"
He continued walking forward, followed by the cleaning lady.
The layout of this room is that in the entrance hall is a washroom connected to the washstand and bathroom, and then there is a three-meter-long indoor corridor, covered with hand-woven carpets. The indoor corridor has a yellowish light on, and then towards
There are wooden floors and floor-to-ceiling windows in front, and there is a visual blind spot between the bed and the indoor corridor.
The lobby manager was the first to see that the air conditioner dropped to 10C, no wonder it was so cold.
Then he found that there was light red water on the floor, both dry and not dry. Following the track, he could see that the water was flowing out of the bed. The bed was a round water bed, and now it was obviously deflated, like
A leaky ball.
Lying on the water bed was a naked man.
The man's face was distorted, his expression seemed to be unbelievable, and he refused to close his eyes. His hands were handcuffed to the bedside, and there were many scars on his wrists. His neck was bloody and miserable.
Apparently that was the fatal cause of death.
To the left of the waterbed is a single chair. On the chair is a neatly dressed woman sitting with a dignified posture. She closes her eyes and smiles. No matter how beautiful her face is, it cannot hide the fact that she is a dead person.
The lobby manager was shaking all over and wanted to call someone. He opened and closed his mouth several times but couldn't make a sound.
On the contrary, after being stunned for a moment, the cleaning lady patted her thigh and ran out shouting: "He's dead! Call the police now -!!"
..
Yellow warning tape quickly locked down the room where the murder occurred, and the police were checking the entire corridor and elevator surveillance. Forensic doctors were examining the body, and trace inspections were taking photos in the room to preserve evidence.
At the door were the trembling lobby manager and cleaner.
People from the Xinzhou District Criminal Investigation Detachment were asking the hall manager and cleaning staff: "...about half past twelve, you discovered the murder and called the police. Did you see any suspicious persons before that?"
The cleaning lady shook her head: "No."
The lobby manager calmed down and said with certainty: "I don't know."
The detective was speechless for a while.
The lobby manager sneered: "There is a mixture of people and people in the hotel. There are so many people checking out and renting rooms every day. How can I go out of my way to remember it? Otherwise, why don't you go check the surveillance camera?"
Someone had already checked the surveillance video. The criminal policeman waved his hand and did not ask any more questions. He took the record into the room and found the deputy team member and made a detailed statement. After finishing his speech, the deputy team leader nodded and said nothing.
The forensic doctor came over and said: "The male deceased was 27 years old, his name is Cao Jia." He took out the ID card he found and handed it to the deputy team to see, and continued: "The cause of death was a burst aorta, excessive blood loss, fatal wounds on the neck, dozens of
A puncture wound caused by a sharp instrument."
The detectives looked over and saw nearly a dozen thin holes on the deceased's neck, the size of a child's little finger, which almost penetrated the deceased's neck.
Forensic doctor: "After testing, the murder weapon was the high-heeled shoes of the female victim."
"High heels?" The detective subconsciously saw through the black stiletto heels on the feet of the female deceased.
"The heel of a high-heeled shoe." The forensic doctor said: "It is 4 millimeters in diameter and is made entirely of metal. It has a strong load-bearing capacity and is very strong. It can be used as a sharp murder weapon. The human neck is the most fragile and can be pierced by a sharp weapon with a little effort."
Deputy Team: "The cause of death of the female deceased?"
The forensic doctor asked someone to get a numbered transparent ziplock bag, which contained a syringe: "She should have been injected with drugs such as potassium cyanide, and she died suddenly without much torture."
Potassium cyanide is highly toxic and is a chemical used for euthanasia. The dose is sufficient and can cause rapid death within ten seconds.
The detective speculated: "Could it be that the woman killed the man with the heel of a high-heeled shoe, and then injected herself with cyanide-potassium to commit suicide? Why? They were lovers, right? A couple turned into enemies...it was most likely that they killed each other because of love."
"
Deputy team leader: "We will wait until the final results of the autopsy and trace examination are available before drawing any conclusions."
..
Criminal Investigation Office of Dongcheng District Branch.
It was an April day. It had rained in the morning, and the temperature soared to 28 in the afternoon. When the air conditioner was turned on, the windows could not be opened, and the ventilation ducts were old, making the room very stuffy, very stuffy.
Li Zan was lying on a recliner in the office, with his hands folded on his abdomen, as if he was a dead person, and even breathing was the lightest.
Everyone outside the Criminal Investigation Office was basically paralyzed.
In such sultry weather, no one can bring themselves to work, and there have been no criminal cases recently.
Chen Jie browsed Weibo boredly. There was nothing new in Chaohua. The people who were greedy for new things at the beginning have basically disappeared, and the rest are true CP fans.
Ding dong.
A message was sent, and Chen Jie clicked on it. It was from the anti-pornography team, inviting her to participate in tonight's operation. She thought about it and realized that she had nothing to do after get off work, so she agreed.
At this time, the economic detective next door brought over a piece of information and said that Team Li had specially ordered a copy to be brought over.
Ji Chengling took the information and sent it to Li Zan's office.
It was economic investigation information on the financial status of the Asahi Group and Liu Chengzhao and Lin Chaoqi. Li Zan opened it and found out that there was a loss of funds.
Lin Chaoqi's personal funds obtained by manufacturing and selling drugs are missing and their whereabouts cannot be traced.
Li Zan closed the document and threw it back on the table, then continued to lie down and take a nap.
Outside the door, there was a young detective who was suddenly awakened by the harsh ringing of the phone. He shook his head and subconsciously looked at the time: half past one. The young detective picked up the phone and held a pen in his other hand: "Criminal Investigation Brigade of Dongcheng District Branch.
What can I do for you?"
There was a dark, dead silence on the other side of the phone. The young detective could hear slight breathing. He asked a few questions but still got no response. He couldn't directly tell whether this was a prank call or whether the other party was really in trouble.
The little detective had to ask patiently: "Isn't it convenient for you to talk now? Can you try to make a little sound? I ask you to answer, if it is, you tap the phone screen once. If not, tap twice."
The detectives around him thought they were encountering some difficulty, so they couldn't help but straighten up and brace themselves to listen to the situation on his side. The little detective continued to ask: "Are you safe now?"
There was a knock on the microphone, and before the young detective could relax, he heard two more knocks.
The young detective asked speculatively: "It means you are safe now, but you are in a dangerous environment and your safety cannot be guaranteed?"
There was a knock on the microphone.
The young detective signaled the people next to him to quickly locate and track the call, and at the same time continued to ask where 'he' was, what situation he encountered, and whether there was anyone else besides 'him', but the call was quickly hung up.
The young detective was stunned for a moment, then stood up quickly: "Quick! Quickly locate the phone call just now, the other person's life may be in danger!"
Jingle Bell--
The phone rang again.
It's still the same number as before.
The young detective picked up the phone, and finally there was no longer silence, but a voice that had been processed by a voice changer: "I killed someone. I want to surrender."
