Chapter 640

Late at night.

Shangnan landmark.

Lacrosse hotel.

In front of the French window.

The man in a white shirt stood straight in the corridor, staring at the busy neon and traffic at his feet. The whole man seemed a little distracted.

The clean glass reflected the whole man in, and his eyes were deep, as if revealing a darkness.

"Buzzing..."

The man raised the shaking mobile phone in his hand, glanced at a long string of numbers of incoming calls, and said calmly: "say."

"Do you want to continue?"

The electronic stereo on the phone started and asked, "I think you've been watched closely by them recently. Will you leave any traces?"

"Continue."

The man just said one word and then hung up.

Hang up.

The man held his arms together and looked outside for a while. Then he bent down and picked up a file bag around him, stretched out his hand to open it and looked at it page by page.

On the red A4, there is a specific personal information and various event records, one by one.

"Such a man will die."

The man disdained his lips, took back the extracted documents, reached out to touch the cigarette in his pocket, lit it silently, and muttered to himself: "Zhong Tianzheng, Zhong Tianzheng, why do you want to get such a field..."

"This will be the last lesson I'll give you. Since then, you don't have to exist..."

……

Shangnan first hospital.

Zhong Tianzheng and Ah Xiang went to visit captain Zhu Changliang who was hospitalized.

The four person ward is full of the unique flavor of the sub hospital, which makes people a little unaccustomed.

"Captain, you old man should have a good rest, recuperate well, and come out after your body is well."

Ah Xiang put the fruit blue in her hand on the side table: "I wanted to say before. You are too hard. This injury just eradicated your original disease."

"Alas, years are unforgiving."

During the period of hospitalization, Zhu Changliang also accepted this fact. No matter how energetic, without physical support, everything is futile and futile.

They accompanied captain Zhu and chatted without a word.

Captain Zhu is still that character. When chatting, he asked about some situations in the team and was very interested in the case.

"Oh? Officer Zhong. "

Behind.

A familiar voice sounded.

Dr. Ling, dressed in a white doctor's suit, appeared in their eyes. His handsome face attracted more eyes than before.

"Hello, Dr. Ling."

For his life-saving benefactor, Zhong Tianzheng warmly extended his hand and shook it: "ward round?"

“……”

Dr. Ling said slightly speechless, "patrol the bed..."

"Hey, hey."

Zhong Tianzheng spread his hand and smiled. The cell phone in his pocket rang.

Team member Xiao Zhang called.

"What's the matter?"

"Brother Zheng, are you still in the hospital? There's a case. Come here. " Xiao Zhang simply reported the address and the situation.

Zhong Tian nodded and tilted his head to look at Ah Xiang: "Shen Mengxi, who informed the forensic team, also came here."

"OK."

The two sides simply exchanged a few words and then hung up the phone.

Zhu Changliang on the hospital bed frowned: "is there a case?"

"Yes."

Zhong Tian nodded: "then let's go first."

After saying goodbye to captain Zhu, they hurried downstairs to the parking lot.

"What happened?"

Ah Xiang sat in the driver's seat, fastened her seat belt, ignited the car and drove out of the parking space: "it's so urgent."

"Yes."

Zhong Tianzheng fastened his seat belt, sat in the co pilot and quickly controlled his mobile phone: "there was a homicide in dongxun white-collar apartment. The victim died on the spot. The death was slightly tragic..."

Ah Xiang climbed out of the basement in her car: "it's an apartment again."

"This apartment is not an ordinary single apartment. It's just an apartment with a name. In this community, the large flat floor of Yishui is opposite to the most prosperous area in the city center across the river!"

Zhong Tianzheng glanced at the specific information about the apartment in his mobile phone: "in other words, the deceased was a person with a different identity."

In Shangnan city.

As long as he lives in the big flat, his identity is destined to be not simple. At least, he will be a businessman and a big businessman!

"There shouldn't be murders in this kind of community?"

Ah, xiangdaimei frowned slightly: "according to the truth, their security should be very strong."

"I'm thinking about it, too."

Zhong Tianzheng is also full of questions.

however.

These are not the focus of attention.

The first priority is to know the scene of the death.

Twenty minutes later.

They came to their destination.

There was a homicide in the community, and there were obviously more security personnel at the door. After showing their relevant certificates, they were released and came to the incident unit building.

Xiao Zhang has been waiting downstairs for a long time. He connects Zhong Tianzheng and enters the entrance elevator. The elevator rises up and stops on the eighth floor.

Just entered the house.

A smell of blood came to my face.

Zhong Tianzheng and Ah Xiang looked inside. The whole ground they saw was blood red.

It's blood.

Half dried blood.

On the right side of the door, there is a mop, which is bright red, and there are still a lot of uncoagulated blood left at the accumulation.

The killer should have used the dead man's blood to mop the floor.

Put on the shoe covers, and the three went in one after another, leaving footprints on the ground.

Zhong Tianzheng frowned and looked back at the footprints left by his party on the ground: "did you have footprints when you came in?"

"No!"

Xiao Zhang shook his head: "we took photos when we came in. There were no footprints in the room. It is preliminarily estimated that the murderer dragged the floor from the house to the door and left the scene after dragging it."

Zhong Tianzheng stared at the blood on the ground that had not completely solidified: "when did you find the scene? Who called the police? "

"The killer should have called the police himself."

Xiao Zhang gave a deep thought and said his guess: "the blood at the scene has not completely solidified, which shows that the death time of the deceased is not very long. When we came, the security guard downstairs still looked at a loss. He didn't know what happened upstairs. He also said that no one had been in and out in the past 20 minutes before we came, The mobile phone number that called the police can't be contacted now. It indicates that it has been turned off. "

"Well, check this mobile phone real name card."

Zhong Tian nodded and agreed with his guess.

The blood on the scene hasn't dried yet. The security guards downstairs don't know what happened upstairs. How can anyone know that someone died indoors.

Obviously.

It should be the police call made after the murderer left the scene after committing the crime.

At the same time.

He wondered how much hatred could make the murderer's means so cruel.

Dragging the floor with the blood of the dead is how extremely distorted the inner experience is.