Detective: I can see the criminal record

It was lunch time when the car arrived at the cold storage. Considering the workload in the afternoon, Cen Lian chose to eat first before going in.

"This cold storage is quite large," the people from the local police station met with them and had lunch together, "it accounts for 20% of the frozen meat supply in the entire Linshan District. Of course, this is what their boss said when he bragged to our director, and I haven't verified it."

"It does cover a large area," Wu Qiushan was checking the map, "Has anything happened in the factory recently?"

"Occasionally there are some minor frictions, both between drivers who come to transport goods and workers in the factory. The road in front of the factory gate is relatively narrow, and large trucks are easily queued up on the main road and ticketed by the traffic police. So after queuing for a long time, sometimes there will be quarrels with loading and unloading workers and gate guards, but it's not too frequent, maybe two or three times a month."

Cen Lian listened quietly. From the words of his colleagues in the local police station, he could hear that this factory had never had any major problems before, and because the factory area was very large, the probability of management omissions was not low.

After eating at the small restaurant, the few of them drove to the cold storage again. The police station in the jurisdiction had set up a cordon at the gate to prevent any more vehicles from entering or leaving. The refrigerator truck that Cen Lian saw in the surveillance video before was surrounded by a cordon in the parking lot, with the door open and two policemen standing by, as if waiting for someone.

"The owner of the cold storage cooperated well after knowing the accident, but asked us to try not to spread the news that there might be bodies frozen in the cold storage." Tian Dongnan, the deputy director of the local police station, was waiting for them at the door. Judging from his formal uniform, he seemed to have just returned from a more formal meeting. "Our statement to the public now is that there was a fight in the cold storage."

Cen Lian was not surprised. "We must keep it strictly confidential. There should not be many people in the factory who know about it for the time being. We can't control whether they will leak it out."

After all, the police are not responsible for helping capitalists with crisis public relations.

Wu Qiushan looked inside the refrigerator truck, but did not mean to go in. Instead, he looked at Cen Lian.

"You should have had a rough idea before you arrested me, a strong man."

"I had an idea before I looked at the floor plan, but I need to verify it." Cen Lian never made any pretense when talking to Wu Qiushan, "It's in the row at the back."

If he didn't have any idea, he wouldn't have called Wu Qiushan at all.

Deputy Director Tian walked back with them until they reached the area marked as medium-temperature warehouse in the back row.

The storage temperature here is around zero degrees, which is relatively close to what Cen Lian felt when he was synaesthetized, but it cannot be ruled out that the dismemberment was carried out in a constant-temperature warehouse.

So he planned to start searching from the medium-temperature warehouse first.

Before opening the door of the first cold storage, Wu Qiushan was attracted by something in the nearby bushes.

"You open the door first, I'll go over and take a look." He waved his hand, indicating that he should be left alone for the time being.

Cen Lian looked at the nearby cameras and did not directly ask for surveillance.

For this kind of case that requires a complete chain of evidence to convict, it is more important to find actual physical evidence. The people are here, and it is more conducive to writing a report after closing the case to find the dismemberment site directly through clues.

After the door opened, Cen Lian subconsciously looked at the ground first, and indeed saw that the cement floor was not particularly flat.

The temperature in the cold storage was relatively low, and there were some small potholes on the cement floor, which was consistent with his feeling about the ground at that time.

Just as he was about to go in, he was suddenly stopped by Wu Qiushan.

"I found a mop drying on the lawn. Although the mop has been cleaned, there are still blood stains on the handle." Wu Qiushan walked in with a mop, "I now suspect that they may have directly used water and mops to deal with the scene."

Cen Lian was silent for a while.

If it is handled so carelessly, then when the luminol reagent is sprayed on, won't the ground be covered with blue light...

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