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"Wang Ju, what's wrong?" Erfeng hurried to the vicinity of No. 2 Middle School and saw Wang Ju and others gathered around the gate of a community near No. 2 Middle School, questioning the people coming and going.

"Someone died in the community." Director Wang simply replied and said to the person behind him: "Let Erfeng take a look at the on-site information."

"Okay." The man nodded, took out a folder and handed it to Erfeng, and explained next to him: "Sister Erfeng, the thing is like this, a neighbor just heard that 501, fifth floor, unit 3, building 6, Erzhong Community There are strange noises."

"At first they didn't pay attention, thinking someone was renovating it, but the sound didn't stop after waiting for a long time."

"Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore downstairs, so I went upstairs and knocked on the door to find someone to argue with me, but no matter how hard I knocked, no one opened the door, but the sound stopped."

"The neighbor downstairs thought that since the man stopped knocking, he knew he was wrong, so he didn't think more about it and went back home."

"But after I got home and watched TV for a while, I remembered that the person living upstairs usually stays up all day and goes out at night. He doesn't get up until after five o'clock every afternoon. He should be sleeping at this time. Besides, that person is usually very sloppy. It's hard to imagine. Why would such a person think of decorating his house?"

"He realized something was wrong, so he called the property owner and asked. There was no change of tenants upstairs, and no renovations were reported."

"Later, the real estate agent also went to the house and knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no movement inside. I had no choice but to call the police. When our people arrived, we found that the people inside had been beaten into meat patties."

"Hiss!" Erfeng looked at the photos of the scene. Even though he had been doing this for many years, he still couldn't help but take a breath.

It couldn't be called a corpse anymore. Only the hardest part of the body could barely make out its shape, and the rest of the body was as soft as mud.

"This is a eucalyptus tool." The policeman seemed to notice Erfeng's discomfort and quickly helped her divert her attention.

"Tools for making eucalyptus?" Erfeng looked at the hammer in the other picture, a little surprised. This is quite strange. Usually the tools for making eucalyptus are taken away and hidden or discarded, but it is rare to see the murder weapon being disposed of in such an open and honest manner. Lost at the eucalyptus discovery site.

"Yes, this hammer is very big. Maybe the murderer jumped out of the window and it was inconvenient to carry, so he left it at the crime scene." The policeman nodded.

"Jump out the window?"

"Yeah." The policeman pointed to another picture: "When we arrived at the scene, we found that the bedroom window was open, and there was a rope made of sheets hanging outside the window. It seemed that it was because someone from downstairs was knocking on it. The murderer jumped out of the window and escaped."

"Is that so..." Erfeng looked at the photo carefully: "Looking at this photo, is there another building outside the window?"

"Yes." The policeman nodded: "The two buildings are very close to each other. They usually install anti-theft windows, but I don't know why they were not installed in the deceased's house."

"Is this a property problem?" Erfeng frowned slightly.

"We asked the property management company, and they said it was not that they refused to install it. When they installed it, they notified all the owners and came to install it for free. However, the resident of this household refused to install it. The property management company still had a certificate of refusal to install that he signed at the time, but There is no way to compare the fingerprints... After all, they were smashed like that..."

"This deceased person is also a little strange." Erfeng shook his head slightly and looked at the other photos: "What is this one? Is this... a sin in the night that will be repaid in the day?"

"Yes." The policeman nodded: "This is a line of blood found at the scene. The blood belongs to the deceased."

"This looks like..." Erfeng frowned in thought. This look is very similar to the message in the previous file recorded in the file.

…

"Damn, the meeting is finally over." Xiao Qin cursed and walked back to work.

"Our leader... has this temper..." Dong Peng was also a little depressed: "I didn't find it during the interview."

"He's usually fine!" Xiao Qin waved his hand: "Don't you just want to show off in front of the hospital's leaders? It's like this every time there's a meeting. I really don't know what to say! What's the point of being good? Those leaders I won’t pay attention to him at all, let alone get promoted!”

During the meeting just now, the security captain scolded each of the four security guards, including Dong Peng, who had just arrived at work.

"What if he gets promoted?" Dong Peng shrugged.

"Promoted? Promotion to what?" Xiao Qin looked disdainful: "Where are we? A hospital! Are there other jobs he can do? He has reached this point!"

"That's true." Dong Peng nodded. Xiao Qin was right about this. Different places have different promotion opportunities for different positions. For positions like security, unless you work in a security company or have other abilities, , otherwise it will be difficult to rise to a particularly high position.

"Come here, um, Dong Peng, there is a policeman looking for you." The sweeper who helped guard the door said when he saw the two people coming in.

"Police?" Before Dong Peng could speak, Xiao Qin shouted in surprise: "What are the police here for?"

"How do I know?" The uncle shook his head: "I want to ask Dong Peng for roll call, why don't you go and have a look?"

"Okay, I'll go take a look. Where is the person?" Dong Peng nodded and asked.

"I'm smoking right next to the gate." The uncle pointed out and said, "I've been waiting for almost an hour. Come over and have a look."

"Okay, thank you, uncle." Dong Peng said his thanks and walked outside.

"Young, Officer Hu." Dong Peng greeted him enthusiastically: "Why are you here?"

"Dong Peng, you are finally back. It is really not easy to meet you. Could it be that you just ran over from No. 2 Middle School?" Hu Danian said with something in mind.

"Damn, we just finished the meeting." Dong Peng pretended not to understand and waved his hand: "People have to bow their heads under the eaves, otherwise who would attend such a shabby meeting! If you don't talk about this, what do you want to do with me? "

"Where were you this morning? What did you do? Is there anyone who can testify?" Because it was to Dong Peng, Hu Danian didn't mince words and asked directly.

"I've been in a meeting all morning, from eight o'clock to now..." Dong Peng glanced at his watch: "It's half past twelve, and I didn't leave the whole process."

"Can anyone prove it?"

"Well, all the attendees can attest that I was scolded for half an hour. Everyone must remember me." Dong Peng nodded helplessly.

"Then it's okay." Hu Danian also nodded and complained: "Oh, really, I have been waiting for so long in vain. Do you know that just now your gatekeeper asked me what Dong Peng is looking for..."

"So, what happened?" Dong Peng looked at Hu Danian doubtfully and asked, "Is there another death?"