National Forensic Doctor

There were about ten people watching near the crime scene.

This number changes dynamically. Most people pass by, stand and watch for a while, get bored, or take a few photos and then leave with their mobile phones.

Some people even stood there, watching for a while and then turned to playing with their mobile phones. There were also pairs of people who passed each other on the street. They would take a look when they encountered something new and chat happily.

This man with short hair and scars was looking at the direction of the construction site and the movements of the police with one eye, a little too concerned. Of course, this was only a distinction Jiang Yuan made after recognizing him.

Before he recognized him, Jiang Yuan didn't pay attention to the onlookers.

As mentioned before, the main places where people kill people nowadays are indoors, mainly in private residences.

Therefore, it is not so convenient for ordinary criminals to return to the crime scene.

As for the person in front of him, Jiang Yuan was more inclined to think that it was his social status that made him want to know the movements of the police.

Maybe he will decide his next action based on the police's movements.

While Jiang Yuan was thinking, he silently took his phone and opened WeChat.

He did not join the work group for today's case, so he spoke in the WeChat group of the "Changyang City Backlogged Case Working Group": Jiang Yuan: [ @Yu Wenshu, detachment leader, I found the murderer. This person is opposite me. Observe the scene, located across the road from the entrance of the construction site. 】

Liu Jinghui: [? ? ? 】

Tang Jia: [A murderer? What does opposite you mean? Jiang Yuan, are there any other colleagues around you? 】

Jiang Yuan: [The murderer has short hair, wears green trousers, brown short-sleeved upper body, and has a scar on the corner of his right eye. 】

Liu Jinghui: [Has the other party noticed you? Are you in danger? 】

Jiang Yuan glanced at it with the corner of his eyes and saw that the murderer was still observing the scene, so he continued to WeChat: [No. It should be fine. 】

Liu Jinghui: [Don’t be a hero, don’t do it yourself. If you let this murderer run for two hours, we can easily catch him. I called Yu Zhi. 】

Jiang Yuan put down his phone and looked up again, only to see that Scar Eye, who was still among the crowd just now, had disappeared.

Jiang Yuan was startled, and quickly looked to the left and right, and saw the suspect Qi Penghu, just walking across the road, only seven or eight meters away from him.

Jiang Yuan's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily.

He was not completely afraid. After learning wrestling from Uncle Qiang, Jiang Yuan felt that he had a certain level of force.

It might not be as good as real trained professionals, and it might not even be able to compete with the tough boys in the first squadron, but Jiang Yuan believed that at least he wouldn't be beaten to death with his bare hands in a short time!

"What are you doing? Don't cross the cordon." Jiang Yuan shouted, with a very impatient tone.

At the same time, Jiang Yuan buttoned up the laptop and grabbed a stick-like object with his left hand.

The criminal police detachment in Changyang City lived a prosperous life, so when Jiang Yuan caught it, he realized that what he was grabbing was not a baton, but a handheld metal detector.

This thing is also one meter long, telescopic, about 40 centimeters when packed in the box, a little thicker than a baton, and has the battery in the middle. I don’t know if it is strong or not.

Qi Penghu on the opposite side did not have a weapon in his hand, but considering that he beat the cashier to death with two sticks, jumped from the second floor unscathed, and still had scars on his face, we knew he was a ruthless person.

Qi Penghu took two more steps forward, stopped fifteen meters away from Jiang Yuan, and said, "I was passing by."

After two sentences of conversation, Jiang Yuan calmed down and asked: "Where are you coming from and where are you going?"

Qi Penghu's eyes narrowed and he said, "I'm just going shopping."

Wang Bo, who had just made a phone call, came over and stared at Qi Penghu with an unkind look.

At the same time, criminal police officers began to come out of the construction site.

Qi Penghu saw it, but he didn't move for a moment. Instead, he asked: "What happened inside?"

Jiang Yuan naturally couldn't answer, so he said directly: "What's your name?"

Everyone only asked each other questions and no one answered, so the conversation naturally stopped going on.

Qi Penghu smiled and pulled the scar at the corner of his eye, looking quite cool.

If he didn't reply to Jiang Yuan, he looked around and turned to leave.

Jiang Yuan coughed lightly and said in a deliberately rough voice: "I want to ask you, what is your name?"

Several police officers coming out of the construction site naturally gathered here.

At the same time, several policemen deployed by Yu Wenshu also tried to outflank Qi Penghu from the other side.

Wang Bo took two quick steps and tried to support Jiang Yuan.

Just like Jiang Yuan, Qi Penghu was also nervous. When he saw several policemen approaching at a faster speed, he turned around and walked quickly in the opposite direction without any hesitation.

The policeman behind immediately started running.

Qi Penghu looked back, and Jiang Yuan clearly saw the smile at the corner of his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Qi Penghu was seen trotting away.

But he ran much more leisurely than the police. Moreover, after running for more than ten steps, he suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the wall on the roadside.

Qi Penghu climbed over the three- to four-meter-high wall as if he were walking on flat ground. He only scratched and pulled with one hand.

Boom.

Jiang Yuan heard the sound of his feet landing.

He could even imagine the appearance of the footprints when he landed. It must be similar to the footprints underneath the crime scene.

The wall he jumped into was a small unit, but the door was dozens of meters away. When the police ran in, they no longer knew where Qi Penghu had gone.

Wang Bo did not follow. He was also a technical policeman. He looked at Jiang Yuan slightly nervously and asked, "What's going on?"

"The murderer probably wants to see our progress and then decide his own course." Jiang Yuan guessed with experience.

The amount of cash that was stolen was more than 100,000 yuan. It is difficult to carry such a large sum of money with you in today's environment where security checks are required wherever you go.

The most suitable solution for the murderer may be to drive by himself, which requires him to be able to drive and have a car.

In addition, experienced fugitives should carry some food and water with them in the car to avoid being unable to enter and exit the city at any time and face difficulties.

In addition, Qi Penghu may also need to deal with new local interpersonal relationships, such as a new girlfriend, etc., which must be appeased.

Maybe Qi Penghu wanted to know the progress of the police to decide whether he should run away.

Only people who have been on the run for many years know how troublesome and hard it is to settle down.

Of course, it is also very important for a skilled person to be bold. This guy can easily climb a three- to four-meter-high wall, so he is not afraid of approaching the police.

However, Jiang Yuan knew that this guy basically buried himself.

He may have indeed escaped from the police before, and he may have escaped quite easily, but at that time,

Just a fugitive from theft and robbery.

Now, he is a fugitive in a robbery and murder case, and has a plot to provoke the police in person.

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but glance back at the construction site, and Yu Wenshu walked out in a hurry.

"Is Jiang Yuan injured?" Yu Wenshu asked first when they met.

"No. We had an interview, but no contact." Jiang Yuan put down the metal detector, opened his laptop, and pulled out Qi Penghu's photo.

"Send it to everyone." Yu Wenshu said "yes" and then made arrangements.

Several police cars were already roaring.

Jiang Yuan withdrew his gaze, and his pounding heart calmed down. He was not worried about the pursuit at all. Given the current situation and the quality of the police officers, it would be difficult to escape.

Times have changed, and so have the fugitives.

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