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When he said this, the people below were naturally speechless. But the porter who had lost his pole was still mumbling. The old man was impatient after hearing this and cursed: "The lever is mine, what are you still mumbling about, you pig?"
It turned out that although the porter got the lever for free, the rope and cloth bag on it were gone - these two things were indeed nothing to worry about, but without the rope and cloth bag, he still couldn't do business. Especially his cloth bag is an oilcloth bag, specially used for working in the pig farm...
When Li Zhenguo heard this, he suddenly interrupted their conversation and said to the porter, "Tell me the lost things. What does it look like?" When was it probably lost?
The porter said that this set of ropes and cloth bags were specially prepared because he worked for the "Fu Changyu" pig farm in Scissor Lane all year round. The Fuchang Yu Pig Co., Ltd. is located in Zhongjianzi Lane, close to the river. Pigs from the countryside are transported by boat to the river port behind the pig house, where they are raised in captivity and slaughtered every day and sold to meat stalls, restaurants and wealthy families.
The pig farm ships a large amount of pork and offal every day, so they use many porters to deliver meat to customers all year round. If it's a whole fan of pork, just use an iron hook to pick it up. However, pig offal and processed meat cannot be hung on hooks, so porters carry them in cloth bags. Because they often work in butcher shops, these porters who often work in pig farms all have special oilcloth bags.
Yesterday, they went to work on the pig farm as usual. After the work was over, they put the tools in the tea shed as usual - this is also an old rule, and usually no one will steal it. Most of the porters came from other counties. In Guangzhou, they usually stayed in small chicken-feather shops and had no place to store their tools.
Unexpectedly, when I started working this morning, everyone else's tools in the tea shed were still there, but his was missing.
Li Zhenguo frowned a lot after hearing the news. he asked:
"Where is the tea shed where you are waiting?"
"Alley 11, West Branch of Nanjianzi Lane."
"Let's go and have a look."
Li Ziyu was a little confused now, because he was originally planning to investigate Widow Wang's house - according to the clues provided by Lao Cui, the mysterious man on the wall of Widow Wang's house was obviously the most suspicious. Li Zhenguo's sudden change of mind left him confused. He knew this tea shed - the place where such manual workers gathered was listed as a key subject of supervision - it was just a simple bamboo shed, built on an abandoned land after a building collapsed, and there were more than a dozen tea sheds inside. Zhang Que's broken arm and leg were placed on a table made of broken bricks and wood. The coarse porcelain teapot and yellow sand bowl are very simple.
The porter's pole was placed on a bamboo stand on the side. Lao Cui said that whoever puts it where is determined. Newcomers are always placed last, and the more senior they are, the higher they are in the queue, and the greater their chance of survival.
Li Zhenguo looked at the environment. The tea shed didn't even have walls, so it couldn't be said to be burglar-proof, but it wasn't completely open, because the old enemy who looked after the tea shed slept in a reed mat shed next to the tea shed.
The old enemy said that he didn't sleep well on weekdays: it wasn't because he was afraid of stealing things, but because occasionally someone worked at night and asked porters to do some work, so he took care of it. He must get up whenever someone knocks on the door. But he slept extremely well last night. He was supposed to get up at the fourth watch to fetch water, chop wood and boil water, but today he didn't wake up until daybreak.
Now Li Zhenguo felt even more that there was something wrong here. He walked into the straw hut where his old enemy lived, and seemed to smell a vague smell, but it was not clear. Just when he was about to speak, another person suddenly broke into the hut and shouted:
"Mixiang!"
It was none other than Gao Chongjiu.
Gao Chongjiu was going door-to-door with the household registration police at the police station, and it would be at least the afternoon before he could reach the tea shed. He suddenly broke in here to get a new clue.
This clue came from the gangsters who salvaged the corpse. The two gangsters had been fishing all morning. Suddenly, the man at the stern suddenly became excited and said to the punter: "Boss, stop! We have it!" This kind of "got it" happened several times, but the hooks were all debris on the bottom of the river, so the boss was not very excited at the moment and just responded: "Then pull it up."
But the weight of the thing at the bottom of the river seemed to be very heavy. The brother at the stern had a lot of effort alone. After a lot of efforts, what was pulled out of the water was not a corpse or even other debris, but a stick.
As for a bamboo stick, it is impossible to sink to the bottom of the river, let alone be so heavy that it takes a lot of effort to pull it up. The reason why the bamboo stick is particularly heavy is because there is a stone tied to it.
The stick is, first of all, not a valuable thing, and secondly, it is not an illegal thing. Even if it is useless, don't throw it away. If it is thrown on the street, someone will pick it up and set it on fire. No one will deliberately tie a stone to it and sink it to the bottom of the river. have to.
The two gangsters have been salvaging corpses for the government all year round, and they have seen a lot of various cases. As soon as he saw this situation, he knew there was something wrong, so he quickly rocked the boat back and reported it to Gao Chongjiu.
Gao Chongjiu is a veteran policeman. After listening to the report of the gangsters, he immediately concluded that the stick was most likely related to the case of the headless corpse. He looked at the salvaged stick and the rope tying the stones and thought it looked like something. The porter asked about it at the police station and came to the tea shed.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived at the shed, I smelled a fragrant smell.
Li Zhenguo quickly asked: "Is it really Mi Xiang?"
Gao Chongjiu nodded: "Yes. Someone must have clicked here last night!"
Using incense will either rob you of wealth or rob you of sex. The old enemy is a poor and old porter who can no longer work. He sells tea here and looks after the shed. He has neither sex nor wealth. What is the purpose? Could it be that he was really trying to steal leverage?
As soon as the two people exchanged the details of the case, they felt that this was an important discovery, so they called the porter who had lost the pole to identify it, and it turned out that he had lost it!
Someone went to such great lengths to steal such a worthless rod. It was impossible to sink it to the bottom of the river. The reason for doing so was actually to "destroy the corpse and eliminate traces." The two judged that the stick was probably related to the case of the headless corpse.
what's the function? Li Zhenguo thought, could it be used to transport corpses?
Not only did he have this idea, but several police officers present had similar thoughts and involuntarily turned their attention to the stick.
This is an ordinary bamboo stick. It has been used for a long time and its color has become shiny and almost dark yellow. It not only has a very smooth surface, but also has a greasy feeling. This is probably because the porters often help the pig farm pick goods. . But such a smooth and almost "patinated" rod had been soaked in water for a long time, leaving no traces. Li Zhenguo studied it over and over for a long time, looking at all the trivial things he learned from training and following Mu Min, Wu Xiang and others, and he didn't see the ugly Yin Mao from the bar.
Li Ziyu next to him saw it clearly. He saw that the stones and ropes were still thrown aside, and suddenly he had an idea and said, "Comrade Li, I haven't looked at the bundle of ropes yet."
After saying this, everyone realized that they had neglected the rope. Gao Chongjiu quickly picked up the rope. The rope was smooth, made of brown linen mixed with bamboo strips, and was very strong. Lao Cui said yes, this is the rope commonly used by porters.
Although the rope was fished out of the water, it was still greasy. It was obvious that this thing must have been the original part of the lever, and it had become like this after years of transporting pork. Li Zhenguo asked the porter who had lost the pole, and he said that the rope was his.
The rope had been soaked with lard and blood over the years and had become completely black, making it look like nothing at first glance. Li Zhenguo raised the rope and looked at it carefully in the sun, but found clues. There were fresh stains on the seemingly completely black rope. Neither Li Zhenguo nor Gao Chongjiu were sure that the stain was human blood. Fortunately, the Australians in the city bureau had a way to identify whether it was human blood. If so, that would be evidence beyond a shadow of a doubt.
Combined with the oilcloth bags used by porters... Li Zhenguo's eyes lit up and he asked, "Who else has that kind of oilcloth bag?"
There is more than one porter working on the pig farm, naturally everyone has one. Shopkeeper Xie then brought a pair over and said they were similar in appearance and size. Li Zhenguo unfolded the oilcloth bag and spread it on the ground. After looking at it, he felt more and more that his inference made sense.
The emergence of the lever gave a glimmer of light to the investigation, which had always been unclear. After discussing it, the two decided to go to Widow Wang's house without further delay and immediately go to the Widow Wang's house for on-site investigation to find out who the person who climbed on Widow Wang's wall in the middle of the night was.
Widow Wang's house is not far from the tea shed, and she originally wanted to call the team leader of this group to come, but team leader Xie said there is no need to bother. I know the situation of her house very well, and the road is not far, so I will take you there.
When I arrived at the door, I saw that this was a very dilapidated house. The front was very small, barely even one room. The white plaster soil on the walls peeled off, revealing the broken bricks and tiles inside and the brick walls made of yellow mud. The eaves are also very low. No matter how tall one person is. The door was now closed and bolted from the inside. Shopkeeper Xie knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no response.
Shopkeeper Xie was surprised now, because he had seen Widow Wang going out early in the morning. If she hadn't come back yet, then the door should be locked. Since it was plugged in from the inside, it meant that someone was inside. Recently, I have been back to the south. The weather is getting hot and humid. During the day, every household closes the gates and opens the doors for ventilation. What are the barred doors doing in the clear sky?
Both Li Zhenguo and Gao Chongjiu felt that something was wrong with the situation. Gao Chongjiu knew a thing or two about all kinds of rivers and lakes, so he immediately took out a piece of soft bamboo from his side, stuffed it through the crack in the door, and slowly bolted the door. They moved aside and took a few minutes to open the door. As soon as the door opened, they smelled a strange aroma - it was the same aroma they smelled in Lao Qiu's shed, only it was stronger.
Li Zhenguo's expression changed, and he secretly yelled that he was not good. He walked through the main room in three steps and two steps at a time. Behind him was a small patio, and there was an old tree with a crooked neck, and a person was hanging on the tree!
Shopkeeper Xie couldn't help but scream: It was Widow Wang who hanged herself!
"Quickly, untie the man!"
Several policemen hurriedly went up to untie the rope. Li Ziyu secretly thought that it was bad luck, but he had to go up to help. Fortunately, Zhao Gui didn't care too much. He stood below to help others and quickly untied Widow Wang. Come down.
After untying it, it was seen that the person had expired, but the body was not stiff and had not been dead for a long time. Combined with the fact that shopkeeper Xie had met Widow Wang early this morning, it means that she hanged herself within a few hours from morning to noon.
Although there are no forensic doctors or forensic doctors, based on Gao Chongjiu's nine years of experience, the strangulation marks on Widow Wang's neck are horseshoe-shaped, with a lifting belt at the end that does not intersect. This is the difference between hanging and strangulation. Horseshoe-shaped strangulation marks are Formed by hanging. It was not strangulated and then hung up, which shows that Wang Xiuzhu was indeed hanged to death.
However, both Gao Chongjiu and Li Zhenguo felt that Widow Wang's sudden hanging was unreasonable both emotionally and rationally. In addition, they all smelled the incense when they entered the house. It cannot be ruled out that she was "hanged" after being knocked unconscious with the incense. Gao Chongjiu has encountered this kind of case before - it was just that the murderer used the method of getting the victim drunk.
The on-site investigation immediately revealed some doubts. There was an overturned stool on the stone floor beneath the body, with the deceased's footprints on it.
The first suspicion was found on this stool. The pair of footprints on the stool made Li Zhenguo feel strange. It could be said that Wang Xiuzhu stepped on this stool and tied a rope to a branch, then put her head into the rope and kicked over the stool to commit suicide. However, after inspection, the traces left on the front and sides of the stool were only that. There are clear footprints and no traces of friction left when the stool was kicked over. Li Zhenguo asked Li Ziyu to bring an identical stool and conduct a simulation test under the tree in the yard - grabbing the branches with his hands, kicking over the stool to make his body suspended in the air. The results show that no matter how lightly you push the stool over, there will definitely be marks on the stool.
A comprehensive survey of the site was conducted again, and it was found that Widow Wang's residence was a bungalow with three bays and one facade. Entering the door is the main room, and next to it is the kitchen. Passing through the small bluestone patio is a bedroom with one light and one dark. Going out from the bedroom, there is a small courtyard behind. Pile some water tank debris. The place is small, the house is humble, and the furniture is simple. At first glance, it looks like a poor person's residence. However, upon inspection, the criminal police immediately discovered many inconsistencies.
The bedding on the bed is very new and of good quality. It is obviously not used by lower-class civilian women like Widow Wang. A brand new mother-of-pearl dressing box with mirror was found beside the bed - this is an authentic Australian product, made by Zizhenzhai, and is bright and shiny. The crystal mirror inside is worth a lot of money, the cheapest one costs four taels of silver each. The dressing box was open and had obviously been rummaged through. Most of the items were gone, but there was still a silver pearl ring left inside - although it was not very valuable, it was not something a woman like her could afford to wear. Similar items that are inconsistent with consumption and status include the clothes in the suitcase - all newly made silk clothes. However, the more direct evidence is that there are men's clothes in the suitcase, and there are more than one set. It seems that this man often stays here.
Obviously, these were provided by the "wild man". In the kitchen they found more similar signs: half a jar of wine. The unfinished pickled chicken with bacon... (To be continued.) m.
