Criminal Investigation Notes

Such a scene made people feel too surprised, Jiang Xiang hurriedly picked up the camera and took pictures continuously.

Su Hui whispered, "Maybe there is a master bedroom on the second floor."

At this time, Lu Junchi, who came up from the downstairs, just pushed the door and entered. He looked at the walls and was stunned.

Captain Qi, who came back from the phone call, was also stunned. He frowned and asked, "What are these bloodstains?"

The previous scene was inspected by him, and so many traces were not seen. It belonged to his work error, but these walls did not look abnormal before. Who would have thought of an ordinary house with Lumino? So many marks after one spray?

Lu Junchi combined his visit information and said: "The neighbors were reluctant to say at first, but after our questioning, they finally admitted that fighting and scolding can often be heard in the vicinity of this house. The murderer of this case and the other case Sure enough, the murderer is probably within the family."

Su Hui looked at him and nodded and said, "It's almost certain that it was her husband Li Congbo who killed Xie Peilan. This husband is a habitual offender of a domestic violence wife..."

Qi Zhengyang is still a little skeptical now, and doesn't want to face the facts: "I have also dealt with some domestic violence cases, but Li Congbo is heartbroken and crying, I don't think it's fake. Also, he is not tall. He is tall, highly educated, and lives with his family." To him, Li Congbo didn't look like a man who killed his wife at all.

Captain Qi is skeptical of Su Hui's inference for no other reason. If he admits Su Hui's correctness, he must face up to his previous mistakes and arbitrariness in the process of law enforcement and case handling.

"You can't look good, this husband's acting skills should not be bad." Su Hui exposed the facts mercilessly, without caring about Captain Qi's final face, when he said this, he smiled contemptuously, "As for what you said, it looks heartbroken. Absolutely, I think, maybe it's because I don't want to face what I've done, thinking about the sentence is scary."

After listening to Su Hui's words, Lu Jun suddenly raised his head. He felt that the tone of his words was somewhat familiar.

Su Hui usually speaks rigorously, conservatively, and cautiously, but at this time, he could hear some other meanings in his tone.

It seems that at that moment, his whole person became sharp-edged.

Captain Qi's face was hot, but he had to face the reality, and there was a lot of evidence that was hard to explain: "So it's all the husband's doing??"

Su Hui smiled and analyzed seriously: "The night before yesterday, the husband and wife fought after quarreling. Li Congbo felt that Xie Peilan was provoking him, so he beat Xie Peilan's head frantically. He was killing Xie Peilan. During the process, he took two breaks. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he attacked. During the whole process, the in-laws stayed in the room upstairs, silent. It happened more than once at home. Sometimes when they went to fight, their son would beat them together. They thought it would be the same as usual this time, and they would be fine if they escaped. But they didn’t expect that Li Congbo killed Xie Peilan.”

Before there were not enough conditions, Su Hui was very conservative. Now that there is sufficient evidence, he repeated the entire case process.

Lu Junchi also said: "These are also in line with the situation I visited. Neighbors once saw Xie Peilan's face with bruises, and she kept saying to the outside world that she accidentally fell from the stairs. And this inference is also explained, If it was done by outsiders, why didn't they leave any surveillance and traces of entry and exit, because the murderer was in this home from the beginning to the end."

"If Li Congbo killed his wife, how could he... how could he have such a heavy hand?" A little policeman asked in a trembling voice.

"Many people think that in cases of domestic violence or murder, the murderer will be merciful and let the victim suffer as little as possible, but in fact, this is a misunderstanding." Su Hui said and stood up from the steps, took the When he raised his scepter and analyzed these professional issues, Su Huijunxiu's face was expressionless, but he was thin and had an aggressive aura.

"This is a typical emotional violent crime. In the case of excitement, the behavior and emotions of the violent offender are uncontrollable. Sometimes the more relatives, the more cruel, fearless, and the process is long. The kind that comes from familiar people Malice is far stronger than strangers."

Su Hui concluded, "Generally speaking, only husbands have such deep hatred for their wives."

The familiarity between people, while reducing the sense of distance, will also make the sin more unscrupulous and have no bottom line.

During the murder, the kindness and tenderness will be forgotten, but the mistakes, disobedience and daily frictions will be infinitely magnified.

Some people look suave on the outside, but when the door is closed, they become extremely brutal beasts, they can do things beyond human imagination.

These criminal acts have been repeated in domestic violence, child abuse, father murder, mother murder and other cases.

Every mention is terrifying.

"My wife has been subjected to domestic violence for a long time. Why didn't I report to the police before?" the little policeman asked again.

Jiang Xiang stabbed him aside and motioned him to stop asking these unhelpful questions: "How can it be so easy to search for evidence of domestic violence, identify it, and finally get a divorce."

Qi Zhengyang pondered for a moment and then asked: "But not only the wife, but also the mother-in-law was injured. If you say that the husband killed the wife, how should the mother-in-law's injury be explained? Also, where did they learn about it? How many robbers?"

"Either there was a violent transfer, or..." Su Hui said and shook his head, denying his reasoning just now, "It's not a violent transfer, and a violent transfer rarely changes the murder weapon."

Su Hui thought of a possibility, and it was a little disgusting just to think about it. He said softly, "What is it, then I have to ask the injured mother-in-law."

Having said that, Su Hui pulled the guardrail and stood up, "In addition to doing the blood test on the wall, you can also look at your husband's clothes. If he is the murderer, the blood on his body will splatter and appear in some special shapes. The blood drop is not the same as the blood stain on it."

Lu Junchi turned his head and said, "If this case and the previous serial robbery and murder case are not the same murderer, I suggest not to join the case. But there must be some connection between the two cases that we don't know yet." He said here He turned his head and said, "Captain Qi."

Qi Zhengyang's face was red and white, and he hadn't reacted before he sighed when he heard his name.

Lu Junchi arranged: "Now that you have so much evidence, you can ask your husband's confession. See if he will confess to killing his wife."

Qi Zhengyang said: "Thank you Captain Lu, I will definitely review it this time." There were some flaws in his previous approach, and Lu Junchi asked him to check for himself.

Lu Junchi looked back at Su Hui: "Mr. Su, you and I go to the hospital to visit that mother-in-law and see what she will say."

In the ward area of ​​the Huadu First Affiliated Hospital, the corridors are always noisy, and the visiting people, the nurses and doctors who come and go are constantly shuttling.

Lu Jun had just spent a day in bed not long ago, and he was familiar with it. He and Su Hui walked into the ward all the way.

Lu Junchi closed the door and turned to Fu Mei, who was lying on the bed.

Fu Mei is the mother-in-law of the second recent case. This middle-aged woman is 56 years old, but she looks much older than her actual age. According to the testimony of several witnesses, she was brought into the room at about 9 o'clock the night before yesterday. The gangster stabbed in the ribs, out of danger after surgery, just woke up a day.

Now, with her husband and son taking care of the one-year-old baby, she was left alone in the hospital.

Su Hui sat down on the hardwood bench in front of the bed and habitually touched the scepter with his fingers.

He saw that in this family, when the wife died, the mother-in-law was at the bottom of the entire family food chain.

Lu Junchi came over and sat next to him. After verifying various information with Fu Mei, he said, "The police have already conducted an investigation. The facts that happened that night are inconsistent with your confessions."

Fu Mei turned her head to the side, the bags under her eyes and the nasolabial folds were slightly drooping, and the downward lines made her tired: "I'm not lying."

"Really?" Lu Junchi questioned, "We restored the blood in the room. Xie Peilan's death lasted for at least half an hour. During this half hour, you and your husband really didn't listen to anything. Are you there?"

Fu Mei gritted her teeth: "I didn't hear anything... I encountered robbers in my home. Officers, you should find those robbers..."

"About that night..." Lu Junchi continued to ask.

Fu Mei closed her eyes and didn't want to cooperate: "Officer, I'm a little tired. I've said everything I know before."

Just as he was talking about this, Lu Junchi's phone beeped, he picked it up and looked at it, and then whispered with Su Hui for a while.

Su Hui showed an unbelievable expression: "All Li Congbo recruited?" His voice was not too small, just enough for Fu Mei to hear.

Fu Mei's closed eyes slammed open, and she was surprised for a moment: "What?!"

"Well, just let them arrest people later." Lu Junchi said and stood up, as if he was no longer ready to continue the questioning.

Before she could react, Su Hui looked at Fu Mei with pity, and he also stood up and said, "Auntie, let's do this today."

Fu Mei's expression changed in an instant, "You...you wait a minute. You can say it clearly, what did my...son say..."

Su turned around and said to Fu Mei, "Auntie, your son has confessed to the fact that he killed his wife that night."

Fu Mei's eyes widened, she could hardly believe her ears. Her eyes were straight, and there seemed to be an emotion in her mind that exploded.

However, Su Hui continued: "Auntie, you are still keeping a secret, but they said it first..." He said here, watching Fu Mei's gradually turning pale face, sighed and smiled bitterly, "You are being They betrayed..."

Lu Jun pretended to be unhappy and pulled Su back: "You shouldn't tell her this."

Family, betrayal, these words are like stones, heavy on Fu Mei's heart.

Fu Mei struggled to sit up, stretched out her hand and tried to hold something: "This is impossible! You...you are lying to me..."

After hearing her words, Lu Jun paused and turned his head slightly angrily: "Fu Mei, you stabbed that knife yourself. Your purpose is to exonerate your son, but your behavior is Obstruction of justice makes you a criminal too!"

It is impossible for the police to find out such details. Without a confession, it is impossible for them to know what happened that night.

They must have mastered Li Congbo's testimony...

Fu Mei was instantly defeated by these words, and tears flowed from her eyes.

Her insistence had become meaningless.