I Can See The Murderer

"Sorry, the police handle the case, please don't disturb the order." Zhang Yan patiently pulled Wang Meng who wanted to rush in, and walked in.

Everyone's ears are finally quiet temporarily.

"The case of floating corpses in the shallows is reported in such multimedia, and it is estimated that the time to solve the case will be very urgent." Zhang Guangliang sighed. The case of this morning was just over, and it was almost time to get off work. There was another case. Recently, it has been really troublesome. .

Zhou Ze walked to the corpse. This was a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes. His face was facing down. The exposed parts had been swollen by the river water. It should have been in the water for a long time.

On the top of the deceased’s head there was a seven or eight centimeters long, deeply visible bone trauma. If you guessed it correctly, this is a fatal wound. On the deceased’s right foot, a piece of hemp rope was tied to the other end. Of stones.

Kill people and throw corpses.

However, there is no dark place around, obviously it is not the place where the corpse is thrown, and it is not the first scene.

Was it washed here by the water?

Zhou Ze gently pulled out the front hem of the suit, took out a bulging wallet from the inside pocket, and opened it to see that the bank card, cash and certificates are still there, and there are about 20 cash.

"Isn't it for money?" Geng Qing also squatted down on the side, took out the ID inside, carefully looked at the photo on the ID, and gently moved the deceased's head to identify it, and said, "Pan Yongsheng, it seems that it is him, right?"

Zhou Ze also glanced, nodded, and suddenly noticed that there were fibers pulled out on the back of the deceased’s collar, and there were a few small holes on the back of the deceased. He then looked at the police officer aside and asked, “Who is it? The police?"

The police officer pointed to the man who was taking the transcript and said: "Team Zhou, it is the two of them. They said they had made an appointment to come over to fish. They caught the bait right away, and the two pulled them together. Seeing that it was an individual, hurry up. Called the police."

No wonder, it was the fish hook that pulled out the collar to pull out the fiber.

Geng Qing said, "Well, I will call them to check the information and summon his family."

Zhou Ze's eyes flickered, there were not too many clues at the scene, and it would be of no use for him to stay here. It would be better to go to the deceased's house to see, maybe he could find some traces.

"I will visit his house with you, Sister Yan, this is the deceased's wallet with a business card in it, so let's go there."

Zhou Ze handed the wallet to Zhang Yan, who immediately took it.

"I'm going with Zhang Yan." Zhang Guangliang raised his hand and walked away with Zhang Yan.

Afterwards, Qian Tao rushed over with Zhou Xiaoyu, Zhou Ze couldn't help asking, "Where is Brother Liang?"

"He can't walk away from there, Team Zhou, can I come?" Zhou Xiaoyu snorted unconvincingly, and walked forward carrying the box.

Zhou Ze raised his mouth and said helplessly: "Brother Tao, you will take them on a walk in a while to see if you can find the corpse throwing scene or the first scene."

"Okay, the murderer's tactics are firm and ruthless, and you must also be careful." Qian Tao waved his hand and saw that Zhou Xiaoyu had started the on-site inspection, and he searched the surroundings by himself.

Here, Zhou Ze glanced at Wang Meng's direction and walked out from the opposite direction with Geng Qing. When Wang Meng chased him, they had already driven away.

Fu'an Community, Building 7, 1001.

Zhou Ze and Geng Qing took the elevator to the tenth floor. They saw the door of room 1001 opened wide, and a woman was sitting on the sofa making a phone call.

"Hey, this is Duan Wenxiang, I want to ask if Old Pan is with you? Oh... okay, okay, excuse me."

"Hello, does my old Pan have...oh, okay, I get it."

After making two calls in succession, Duan Wenxiang lowered her head and rubbed her hair irritably. In that short moment, Zhou Ze saw with sharp eyes that there was a huge piece of clothing behind Duan Wenxiang’s collar. Bruise.

But Duan Wenxiang's guilt value is 500, she is not the murderer of Pan Yongsheng.

"Boom."

Geng Qing knocked on the door, showed his credentials, and said: "Hello, Ms. Duan, we are the criminal police of the city's criminal investigation detachment. I would like to ask you about some situations."

"Policeman?" Duan Wenxiang was clever, got up almost unable to stand still, showing an unusual sense of panic.

Zhou Ze walked in behind Geng Qing, but he glanced around, and there was nothing to vent his anger.

Could it be that he thought wrong?

"You come here, what's the matter?" Duan Wenxiang squeezed the phone tightly and turned slightly to face Geng Qing and Zhou Ze. At this time, they saw the dark purple bruise on Duan Wenxiang's inner forehead.

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Geng Qing was stunned and said: "You are..."

"Oh, it's okay." Duan Wenxiang put down her hair in a panic, and at the same time she raised her hand, it revealed the striped wounds on her arm.

Zhou Ze narrowed his eyes, Duan Wenxiang seemed to be...

"Ms. Duan, is your husband Pan Yongsheng?" Zhou Ze picked up the ID photo that he had previously taken with his mobile phone and handed it to Duan Wenxiang.

Seeing the photo wearing gloves and holding the ID, there was still a wet wallet underneath, Duan Wenxiang's expression became more frightened, and tremblingly asked: "He...he is my husband, what's wrong with him?"

Zhou Ze stared at Duan Wenxiang's thin hands with violent veins, and slowly said, "He is murdered."

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"Dead?" Duan Wenxiang's hand holding the phone suddenly loosened, repeatedly confirming: "Is he really dead? Are you sure he is dead?"

Geng Qing couldn't have noticed such an obvious abnormal reaction. He frowned and asked, "Ms. Duan, your husband was killed. You don't seem to be sad?"

"I'm not sad, I'm not sad at all!" Duan Wenxiang shook his head vigorously, crying and laughing, widened his eyes and said: "He is a demon, he should have died long ago!"

"Did Pan Yongsheng commit long-term domestic violence against you?" Zhou Ze said the question at the beginning.

Duan Wenxiang nodded vigorously, the teardrops in his eyes smashed down like soybeans, gritted his teeth and said viciously: "He not only beats me, he also beats his mother, and he is not allowed to divorce him, as long as he drank alcohol. , Or the work is not going well, hit us when you come back!"

Geng Qing touched his nose and asked helplessly, "Where is his mother?"

Duan Wenxiang stretched out his arm and pointed to the room: "In it, his mother was paralyzed by a stroke two years ago, but even if it is paralyzed, he can actually do it. Do you know that this is all retribution, it is retribution? !"

"You calm down." Zhou Ze said, and walked to the room and looked around. The old woman seemed to be startled. She looked to this side with difficulty, but it was a pity that she couldn't move her body.

In desperation, Zhou Ze gently closed the door, took the opportunity to look at other places, and walked back after confirming that there were no missing places. He looked at Duan Wenxiang and asked, "Why are you opening the door?"

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