Detective: I can see the criminal record

"I also think it's revenge, but what kind of deep hatred must be there to take revenge on such a young child to such an extent." With Cen Lian's limited life, he has not yet had such experience in real life.

The last person he could think of was called Bo Yikao.

In fact, judging from the knife marks left on the bone fragments, this child cannot be ruled out as a meat grinder.

But Cen Lian is currently more inclined to think that it was a cement mixer, so he set his sights on several large commercial concrete stations in the city.

Commercial concrete stations generally refer to pre-mixing stations for concrete, and their main service objects are various large construction sites. This kind of concrete that has been mixed according to the proportion needs to be transported by special vehicles, so there may be problems with this type of transport vehicle.

However, Cen Lian's investigation was not aimed at any clues. He planned to run a circle around the commercial concrete stations in Kang'an City to see if there were any criminals who could contribute some useful text bubbles to him.

Of course, craniofacial restoration still needs to be done.

Otherwise, it would be too scary for him to point to a skull and say its name directly.

…

Before going to Lingxi University, Cen Lian specifically asked Yuan Chenxi whether the two girls they stopped in the dormitory had been sentenced.

“It’s not their turn for the first trial yet. The procuratorate has just completed the prosecution process.” Yuan Chenxi seemed to have been paying attention to this matter.

Cen Lian’s rare gossip was extinguished directly.

“Captain, the first murderer you caught is fast,” Yuan Chenxi saw that Cen Lian was a little disappointed, so he smiled and said, “He has been reported to the High Court for death penalty review. If it’s faster, it may be executed in the third quarter.”

Cen Lian expected this. After all, the death penalty is notoriously rigorous and the review time is long, but he is sure that there will be no problem with the immediate execution of the death penalty. At most, it will let Gao Tong live a few more months.

Cen Lian went to Lingxi University with Qu Zihan this time.

Wang Yuanteng and Qi Yan went to the township near the burial site to investigate the situation early in the morning and have not returned yet.

Tang Hua took two auxiliary police officers to check the list of all commercial concrete stations in Kang’an City.

"Boss, can we really find someone to help us do this?" Qu Zihan was a little unsure, "I know a little about craniofacial reconstruction technology, and it will take more than a month to do it."

"Do you want to hear the truth?" Cen Lian asked while driving.

"Forget it, why does your truth sound not very optimistic?" Qu Zihan simply refused.

In fact, although Cen Lian said that the professor of Lingxi University would definitely help, he was actually not sure when he really went to the door.

However, after meeting Professor Yuan in person, both Cen Lian and Qu Zihan felt relieved.

This is not the first time he has helped the police with craniofacial reconstruction.

Kang'an Municipal Bureau certainly has experts who can do craniofacial reconstruction, but they are indeed not as accurate as this one.

"The skull you provided is still very complete, and the restoration is not difficult," Professor Yuan said after looking at the skull they brought, "I will leave this child to me, and I will let him know who he is."

Professor Yuan's tone was compassionate. A child so young died so tragically, no matter who saw it, his chest would feel stuffy.

When Qu Zihan saw Professor Yuan start working, he went over to watch with some curiosity.

After Professor Yuan measured the parameters of the skull, he began to input some data into the computer.

Cen Lian looked at the mathematical formula in which English letters accounted for more than 80%, and consciously stepped back a few steps.

His mathematics was only at the level of advanced mathematics in college, and he could not understand this thing.

When Qu Zihan went back with him, he sighed: "The world of computers is indeed broad and profound!"

Cen Lian: ...

Forget it, there is no need for him to understand this thing.

The support squadron was full of a busy atmosphere. Tang Hua listed dozens of commercial concrete stations in one breath, all of which had existed two years ago.

"Wow, there are really a lot," Qu Zihan returned to his seat and turned on the computer after reading it, "Is there anything that needs to be screened?"

If all these commercial concrete stations are run through, it will take a lot of time.

"There's nothing to sift through," Cen Lian was very sure, "We'll go out in two groups later, Qu Zihan and I will be in one group, and you two will be in one group."

Cen Lian originally wanted to assign Tang Hua to Qu Zihan, but he remembered that the two of them were weak fighters, and it would be risky to go to the construction site together to investigate, so he simply assigned Tang Hua to Yuan Chenxi - both of them have decent fighting power.

There will be no problem if he takes Qu Zihan with him.

"I heard that Brother Tang has metaphysics," Yuan Chenxi was eager to try, "We can always get something out of it if we are in one group!"

Tang Hua:...

He himself discovered this bizarre metaphysical physique.

Cen Lian glanced at Qu Zihan who stuffed his notebook into his bag, and felt that his stereotype of a tech geek had deepened.

There are many commercial concrete stations in Kang'an City, but after the housing market began to decline in recent years, like most traditional building materials industries, many commercial concrete stations have closed down.

The list in Cen Lian's hand has existed for two years and has survived until now. If this list has no results, there is another list of companies that have gone bankrupt, and some of the bosses have even become deadbeats.

The first one they went to was called Hongxu Commercial Mixing Station. Of course, it has a complicated full name, but most people don't call it.

The business of this commercial mixing station is not bad, and there are several concrete mixer trucks parked at the door waiting to be loaded.

"Are we just going in?" Qu Zihan asked at the door.

"No hurry, let me observe first." Cen Lian suddenly stopped at the door because he saw something that made him very excited.

Text bubbles!

The last case did not use text bubbles, and the first text bubble appeared in this case only now.

[Name: Liu Quanyou]

[Gender: Male]

[Age: 46]

[Criminal record: 804 days ago in Kang'an City, he shielded Shang Wengan to kill Xiao Jiawu, Liu Jing, and Xiao Tongtong. ]

[Prison record: None]

This Liu Quanyou seems to be just an accomplice, but judging from the time of death, this Xiao Tongtong is likely to be the owner of the nameless skull.

Then who is this Shang Wengan? He killed more than one Xiao Tongtong. Judging from the names, these three dead people look more like a family of three.

Cen Lian does not know why they were killed for the time being.

But now he finally has a direction, which is much better than the previous headless fly.

"Let's go in and ask." Cen Lian didn't expect to find the problem in the first house. He suddenly felt that he might have some metaphysical constitution.

"Tsk, your expression is not right, not right," Qu Zihan touched his chin, "There is probably something wrong here."

Cen Lian: ...