"Brother, which school are you from?" The aunt handed the key to Song Qiaoyu's hand with a smile, and did not forget to help open the door, "Such a strong man, does he do sports?"
There is indeed a university with outstanding sports majors nearby, but it is still a little further away than Nanfeng Middle School.
After all, the campus of a university is always larger than that of a middle school. But there are also many college students who don't want to live together in dormitories, so they live in this area - for nothing else, it is really convenient to travel here, and there are no major disadvantages except for the mixed crowd.
The aunt naturally mistakenly thought that Song Qiaoyu was one of them.
Song Qiaoyu was also happy, so she nodded. She couldn't just explain casually that she was here to be the bodyguard of the children of this family, so as to prevent this kid who made waves on the Internet from being strangled to death by some serial killer. The police?
If these people have evil intentions, or if any of them has a big mouth that cannot be kept shut, there will be trouble, and you cannot trust others at will.
Tang Qian's background is very simple.
Both of his parents died unexpectedly in his early years, and he became an orphan and lived outside the home. He later found his family and was adopted by relatives.
Although the deceased parents were not wealthy, they still had some accumulated inheritance. It's not much, but it's enough to support Tang Qian's studies in a public school. It can at least support his expenses beyond his work-study program after he goes to college, allowing him to successfully complete his studies and cover his future work expenses.
Although he thought too far, from this perspective, Tang Qian was not a big burden to the uncle and aunt who adopted him. At best, it is the difference of having one more mouth on the dining table and will not cause additional financial pressure.
According to the law, Tang Qian will not be given to him for safekeeping until he reaches adulthood. The existing parts are all kept by his uncle and aunt.
His aunt's surname is Li. She has a small piece of land in this urban village that she bought when she was young. She has some financial resources. She usually lives by renting out houses, and occasionally she has enough money to buy stocks.
My uncle is an ordinary worker in a nearby factory. He leaves early and comes home late. Song Qiaoyu rushed over after Tang Qian went to school. It was only around eight o'clock, but she didn't see this uncle for the time being.
Will Tang Qian's identity be discovered by the murderer? If it had been discovered, would the prisoner holding the rope be already waiting for an opportunity in this crowded street?
Song Qiaoyu left the house where she was placed, compiled a complete background for herself, and walked around the streets.
He observed his surroundings, focusing all his energy on possible crises... and special features.
Before all the truth is found out, there may be something they need to know on this street.
For example, where did Tang Qian's news, that picture, and that meaningful letter from Secondary School come from and what was their purpose?
On the other side of Nanfeng District.
"The body was discovered at noon yesterday. The deceased, Cheng Daimei, was forty-six years old and lived alone after a divorce. The cause of death was mechanical asphyxia, the same as the second deceased." Shao Zi read the information at hand, "Based on the time of death, she was He was the first person to die in the real sense, and his body was found by the neighbor next door after it became decomposed.”
This case was only connected to the second case when the investigation revealed the strangulation marks on the neck of the deceased. The bodies had been moved away long ago, and now there is only an empty but complete scene and some photos taken in advance.
Liang An glanced at the location on the ground indicating the place of death.
It is at the door of the room, where residents and guests used to go in and out. A rubber band for tying hair was left on the shoe cabinet next to the door. When the cabinet was opened, it was filled with all kinds of women's shoes.
Sneakers, high heels, leather shoes, boots, etc. The owner of the house, the deceased, a single middle-aged woman, seemed to care about these details.
The bodies had been moved away long ago, and now only the sign line and some dried blood were left at the door.
Not only are the photos of these furnishings left, but the photos of the corpses are also completely preserved. The door was opened with a spare key brought to the property by the person who complained. At first, no one thought that the stinking smell was actually the rotting corpses of the residents here.
"Fortunately, the connection with the previous case is not that obvious on the surface." Shao Zi squatted near the marking line and smacked his lips, "It's so close to the door. I guess a few onlookers could accidentally come over and see clearly. Chu. If a good netizen discovers it, and some ridiculous urban legends are spread, it will be very difficult to handle. "
In the photos from the scene, the woman was wearing pajamas and lying alone on the cold ground. Her face was swollen and blue, and her specific appearance could not be clearly seen. The black hair that reached his shoulders was tied loosely behind his head and scattered on the ground after the body fell to the ground.
It is worth noting that her left arm was chopped and broken, but it was difficult to see because it was covered by the broken clothing. The pajamas on that side were also in a miserable state. Not only were the fabrics tattered, but they were also soaked in black blood.
I must be thankful that I have this material covering me, otherwise, the nightmares of those who meet the scene may have more material.
It's hard not to have too many negative associations with such an ignominy death. I am afraid that even those with knowledge who live nearby will break out in cold sweat and have lingering fears when they think of the past few days or more when they passed through this corridor and were only separated from the tragic corpses by a wall.
"The left arm is completely broken, but fortunately the damage was caused after death and there is no reaction in life." Shao Zi's eyes seemed to be filled with pity, as if he could see through the cold sign line that he had spent a lot of time in this place. The corpse itself, "at least... there won't be too much pain before death."
"Have you contacted your family members?" Liang An raised his head and asked.
"I got in touch. My parents are still alive, but... they are not young anymore, and they are still living in a nursing home." Shao Zi sighed, "I do have an ex-husband, but it has been nearly ten years since the divorce. Now his family is happy, and his status is There is no obligation to worry about."
The most unbearable thing in the world is for a white-haired person to give a black-haired person a gift.
Maybe you can be a little lucky that at least the old couple are still alive and can comfort and support each other for the rest of their lives.
Shao Zi himself...maybe also has some emotions about this kind of thing. He is also in his early thirties, but he is still alone and still engaged in this unsafe industry.
"The initial judgment is that the deceased was resting at home and encountered a robber who robbed his property, so he was killed directly in his pajamas." Shao Zi slowly said, "But there is a problem. After further investigation, it was found that the surveillance camera on the corridor did not take any pictures. To the entry and exit of anyone other than Cheng Daimei.”
The content of the surveillance video is concise and easy to understand. At 6:27 that afternoon, a fashionably dressed lady hurriedly walked through the corridor, leaving behind the last image in her life.
"In other words," Liang An raised his eyebrows, understanding Shao Zi's doubts, "the murderer did not take the 'right way', but entered the house through other places."
The two of them coincidentally walked to the balcony of the building together.
There were several pieces of clothes that had been completely dried hanging on the balcony, swaying in the wind. Obviously, they can no longer wait for their owners to put them away and put them on.
But beyond this, there is another point to be discovered. There is no anti-theft net on the balcony, which is undoubtedly a huge hidden danger.
Liang An leaned forward and glanced down, looking for the trace he expected. When he saw a hidden corner, he instantly understood: "There are traces."
On the pipes near the balcony, there are obvious traces of dust being wiped away. Under normal circumstances, there would not be such a change, because this is a blind spot, and even wind and rain cannot remove the stubborn dust here. Other places are buried in dust, but that place is the only one that has been spared.
What's more, it hasn't been the rainy season recently.
In other words, the murderer came in and out from here.
"But this is the fifth floor," Shao Zi was a little surprised, "My skills are pretty good."
If you take this opportunity to climb, if you are not careful, the murderer himself may be killed. If you can muster up the courage to do this, I'm afraid it will be a common occurrence for the murderer.
"Just looking at the conduct of another case, it is impossible that this murderer is not difficult to deal with." Liang An had already understood and expected it, so he was not surprised.
The furnishings in the room were quite disorganized, and all the corners in the room where items could be hidden were in a mess. Even the corners of the closet were completely messed up. Many of the folded clothes were not neat and had obviously been turned over.
There are various complicated styles of clothing in the closet, and there are even long black wigs. And if you look closely, you can see that even the coats and coats hanging on the hangers are not spared - the owner of the house is a very organized woman who arranges the towels in the bathroom from long to short. It is impossible for the hanging hooks of the hangers to arc. Facing inward, sometimes the arc faces outward, with no pattern.
It’s no wonder that the initial conclusion was that it was a home invasion and robbery. This was almost a textbook home invasion and robbery scene.
I just asked some relatives and friends, and it turned out that the woman herself did not have the habit of storing cash at home, nor did she have any expensive jewelry, so it was impossible to judge whether her belongings had been stolen by outsiders.
"According to this scene alone, she should have died before going to bed...she was attacked and killed by a murderer who broke in from the balcony." Liang An looked around.
"But if that's the case, why is it at the door?" Shao Zi was very puzzled.
This is indeed a problem. A woman in pajamas faced a murderer who broke in from the balcony. There was some reason why she must have been killed at the door. Or maybe the murderer deliberately moved her to that location after her death?
Then, what should be the purpose of the murderer?
"At least, her arm was cut off at the door." Liang An squinted at the clearest photo.
The amount of blood on the ground was completely reasonable, and it was on the ground at the front entrance.
This is why no one had ever suspected the possibility of corpse movement before. But what's the point of moving a body from one place to another, or at best from one room to another?
There was also the unprovoked post-mortem trauma and broken right arm.
What is the purpose of the murderer doing so many seemingly meaningless actions?
or……
"Let's go see the body." Liang An suddenly said.
