Chapter 65

"I found out before that the black bag for corpse disposal is just the one for group ordering transportation, and the size of the bag can be put on the modified take out car. If you want to transport the body, there is nothing more unobtrusive than the identity of the takeaway, and there is no one more familiar with the traffic and environment than the takeaway. If this man threw his body on the dry river bed In this way, everything makes sense. "

Song Wen thought about it and added, "no, I've seen that man more than once. The person who looked at me in front of the Luoxin nursing home may also be him!"

At that time, he just looked at it from a distance. The figure of the man was very similar to that of the previous delivery man.

Cheng Xiaobing pointed out to him: "I found a button camera on the bag. There is a memory card in it. When I insert the device, I can see what was photographed..."

"This bag..." Song Wen looked in the direction she pointed out. It was the bag he took back when he went to bailuorui with Fu Linjiang a few days ago. He remembered that the shop assistant said that this bag was not picked by Bai Luorui, but Zhang peicai had to buy it for her. Bai Luorui is not very enthusiastic about this bag. After Zhang peicai sent it back, she always put it on the shelf of her office. At that time, he took back his bag.

Several people are saying, Cheng Xiaobing suddenly ran over, she excitedly took a bag of things ran to Song Wen in front of, "Song team, I'm checking the things you brought before today, ready to put in the warehouse, and then I have a major discovery here!"

Song Wen nods and agrees. Du Ruoxin is the key to this case. She is not only the witness of that year, but also Zhang peicai's wife. Now in this video, her appearance is not a coincidence. If you want to find out everything in that year, you can't jump this woman. She is the bait that they lead the snake out of the hole.

Fu Linjiang put his hands around his chest. He suggested, "I think we should see Du Ruoxin again."

What and Zhang peicai have not seen each other for a long time. The wife of the dead has been lying since before!

"Du Ruoxin!" Song Wen points to the woman on the screen and calls out her name. Although the camera is blurred and it's hard to see clearly, the hairstyle, figure and walking posture can all confirm that this woman is Du Ruoxin.

They all looked up at the surveillance screen. They drew a picture of a woman appearing and rang the doorbell of Zhang peicai's room. A few seconds later, Zhang peicai opened the door for her. The woman looked at her for fear that someone might see her. It was this action that allowed the camera to capture three-quarters of her face.

He opened a video of the hotel and said something.

"At the hotel, I finally got all the previous videos out." Lao Jia said and turned on his laptop. "I've been staring at Zhang peicai for two days, sorting out all kinds of trends. Then I found that someone met him not long before he disappeared."

"Other investigations, what's the progress?" Song Wen asked.

Eighteen years, a cycle. When one devil left, another group of demons were born. Although it's a different way, it's also a human devil.

Wu Qing is right. Eighteen years ago, Xia's case was not the end of everything, but the beginning of everything.

This relationship is inheritance and evolution.

Similar killing patterns, the same knots, and the homes for the aged associated with them

On the surface, it seems that Zhang peicai's death does not have much evidence and connection with them, but Xia unknown 18 years ago linked them together.

Zhang peicai may have something in his hand that they were afraid of, which forced them to take the risk to extort a confession from him. It is precisely these that led to the death of Zhang peicai and became a corpse in the suburbs of the southern city.

These people, because of Zhang peicai's death, are once again connected.

Wei Hong is different from them. If the first two people came out of the nursing home, they gradually became the top people, but he has been struggling at the bottom of the society. He used to be the grandson of an old nurse in Wushan nursing home. He grew up in a poor family. Later, he dropped out of high school without taking the college entrance examination. Later, he worked as a taxi driver and worked as a long-term or short-term laborer. Three years ago, when takeout was booming, he joined Nanxing takeout company. This time, he finally worked in this industry for three years. Now he is responsible for a quarter of Nanxing takeout business. And he is responsible for the scope of distribution, including the Municipal Bureau.

Bai Luorui was 12 years old 18 years ago. Because her parents divorced, her grandparents lived in Wushan nursing home. During the summer vacation, they were put here. Her grandmother died during this period. Later, there was an accident in the nursing home. She remarried with her mother, and her stepfather's business was good. In addition, she was smart and studied well. Later, she was introduced to marry a rich husband. A few years later, her husband died, giving her a rich inheritance.

Du Ruoxin, 18 years ago, when she was 10 years old, her parents were busy doing business, so she lived with her grandmother in a nursing home. At that time, Du Ruoxin was very talented in art and often performed for the elderly. When she grew up, she studied art and went to a media school, so she got to know Zhang peicai and got married.

Song Wen looked at several pieces of information in front of him. They found out the children one by one. Among them, five were resident in Nancheng. Du Ruoxin, Bai Luorui and Wei Hong are the three people with criminal motive and time.After reasoning out the possible suspects, they looked up the identity and information of each person and summarized them. The logic of reasoning has been clear, but they still lack favorable evidence to be able to press the suspects to death.

Last night, Song Wen went to the emergency department of the hospital to sew five stitches on the wound on his head. He didn't go home until more than one o'clock in the morning. Lu Siyu admired and envied his recovery ability very much. After only a few hours, he became energetic. Except for bandage on his head and two purple patches on his shoulders and arms, he could hardly see that he was a wounded man. And the white bandage on that head seemed to give him a hair band. On the contrary, it had a kind of chic feeling.

After writing the whiteboard, Lu Siyu sits back and looks up at Song Wen secretly.

Today, Lu Siyu finally returned to the team. As usual, he recorded the contents of the meeting. He first pasted a picture of Zhang peicai's death on the white board in front of him, and then wrote the known situation, the time of death, and the possible suspects of the case. His beautiful notes are written line by line. As they know more and more, the case can basically target the murderer.

On the fifth day of the crime, several members of the first team of Nancheng Municipal Bureau held a meeting in the conference room.

Lu Siyu said again. He looked out of the window as if he didn't pay attention to it, but he felt as if he had a small needle in his heart. It was sour and a little painful.

Song Wen said with a smile: "if you didn't hurt your internal organs, it would have been better, leaving a scar. And after detaining people, I went to the hospital with the hostages. There was no line of fire at all. "

Lu Siyu said, "is it serious?" He knew Song Wen too well to be as relaxed as he said.

Song Wen said lightly: "listen to him, it was a mission to rescue the hostages last year. A bullet passed through the side."

Two people get on the car, Lu Si language suddenly asked Song Wen: "what Lin xiuran said was shot."

Song Wen took a look at Lu Siyu. The man's eyes were bright and fell on his face. He knew that Lu Siyu felt that he was injured because of saving him. He couldn't bear it, so he finally compromised: "OK, go to a hospital by the way first, and then I'll take you home."

"I'll accompany you to the hospital."

"I'll take you home first."

The caretaker's office is furious. Song Wen turns around and pulls Lu Si's language out. When they go outside, they are speaking in unison.

Gu Bureau couldn't see it any more: "you two patients should go back and have a good rest! It's like there's no one in our Nancheng Municipal Bureau. I want you to make trouble here! "

Lin xiuran said: "Song team is a master who can't be hurt by bullets. Do you expect him to go to the hospital without escorting him?"

After hearing this, Song Wen looked back at Lu Siyu. Lu Siyu looked back at Song Wen, stretched out his plain white hand and tightened his clothes.

Zhu Xiao said in a low voice: "he doesn't have to wait for you to go."

As soon as Song Wen looked back, he saw Lu Siyu sitting on the steps in his clothes. He frowned and said, "didn't I ask Zhu Xiao to send you back just now?"

"That shelf used to put dead people on it. We must disinfect it carefully and deal with the wound." Several people are saying, suddenly a cold voice from behind to insert in.

Lin xiuran only looked at the wound and made a good judgment of it. "The wound needs stitching. It's sure to leave a scar. Fortunately, it's close to the hair and won't show too much."

Song Wen is totally wrong: "I don't feel any pain. Maybe I will grow up later." Before following this case, his heart is always bottomless. Now, Lu Siyu returns to the team, and they are close to the truth. Song Wen is relaxed.

Gu Ju took a look at the wound on Song Wen's forehead and frowned, "I'm staring here. You'd better deal with the wound." He can see that Song Wen's injury is not light, and it's always unbearable to be busy here with a head of blood.

Song Wen asked Lu Siyu to go back first, and he went to report the progress of the investigation to the Gu Bureau. When he finished the case, he came to the yard, and the collection of material evidence had been completed.

Tonight, half of the people of Nancheng Municipal Bureau are out, all of them come to work overtime.

At night, the whole Wushan nursing home was lit like day, waves of people came one after another, and suddenly surrounded the barren place.

Lin xiuran came in from one side. He arranged his gloves. It was obvious that he had just arrived: "we don't know yet. Let's search for something below."

Song Wen frowned slightly: "what will be in the sewer?" He leaned forward to look. It's dark below, and there's a stench.

Lu Siyu's eyes were looking at a row of drainage ditches not far away. He crouched down and looked at them carefully. As the evidence said, there were some messy footprints on the side of the ditch, and there were some crowing marks on the iron frame of the ditch. Maybe it was because the police arrived that those people evacuated in a hurry.

Song Wen separated the crowd with landing Si Yu, and a material evidence said: "Song team, we found the trace of prying beside the ditch."

Song Wen carefully put away the photo album as evidence. The three men went down the dark stairs. By the canal in the courtyard, Fu Linjiang and some evidence were standing there, lighting with searchlights and looking down.The little policeman was still panting. He must have run all over the building to find them.

By this time, the sky was completely dark, and the setting sun was completely down. Unconsciously, they had been upstairs for more than half an hour.

"Team song, when the Gu Bureau arrived, the vice team told you to go."

Song Wen coughed a few times and looked at the policeman in front of him: "what's the matter, so urgent?"

Lu Siyu and Song Wen are not on guard. They are choked to cover their mouths and noses, and the policeman who opens the door is stunned.

Two people are reasoning to here, the door was pushed open with a bang, the house is a burst of dust.

As long as they have a name and an approximate age range, they can find these people in various files.

Lu Siyu compared the names in the photos: "this person should be called Wei Hong."

The button camera is very small, and it's the same shape as the original button on the bag. It's pinned to the bag. If you don't check it carefully, you can't find it at all.

After all, Zhang peicai is an investigative reporter, and he is an investigative reporter who does everything he can.

Song Wen had a premonition that what was in it might be the absolute evidence of bailuorui's crime. Net, net,...: