8:05
In the silent night sky, a loud noise came from nowhere, like thunder in the sky.
In less than a minute, someone walked out of the building and began to look around, as if looking for the source of the sound, which was the security guard in the building.
The security guard looked to be less than thirty years old. He was wearing a long jacket and was holding a flashlight in his hand and waving it around. Suddenly, bright white light shone on a pale and frightened face. For a moment, both of them seemed to be frightened.
"Xiao Li?" The man covered his eyes with his hands and shouted quickly: "Is that you? I'm Lao Zhao at the door."
Xiao Li quickly turned the angle of the flashlight, took a step forward, and after carefully identifying his identity, he said: "Did you hear just now..."
"It's so loud, and I'm not deaf. Who can't hear it? Otherwise, why would I come out?"
"Then can you hear clearly which direction the sound is coming from?" Xiao Li asked.
Old Zhao laughed: "You are young and your ears are not as good as mine. I listened carefully at the gate, and the sound came from this direction of your building."
"I...I also feel like it's in my ears."
"Let's go around here and take a look."
So, the two flashlights of the two people were like two legs groping forward in the darkness. But before they had taken a few steps, the two of them stood in a daze at the same time - ten meters away, a tall black figure appeared under the light. His figure was covered by a long windbreaker and a hood. His face looked like a faceless ghost floating in the dark night from a distance. And there was something even more terrifying beside him, which was a humanoid object with twisted hands and feet and bloody flesh.
Before anyone could react, Xiao Li let out a cry, turned around and ran away.
"Killing - killing -" the frightened screams were particularly loud in the silent night.
Although Lao Zhao was calmer than him, he was still quite frightened. As he backed away, he shined his flashlight directly on the man in front of him. He was afraid that once there was no light, he would merge with the darkness, disappear without a trace, or appear behind him in a flash, giving him a fatal blow.
"Did you call the police?" A cold voice broke the awkwardness between the two.
"Wha...what?" Lao Zhao didn't expect that he would take the initiative to talk to him.
"Hurry up and call the police, there is a murder here!" The man ordered in an unquestionable tone: "You stay here, don't let anyone get close, and protect the scene."
"Oh...oh!" Lao Zhao quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed the police number. He stammered for a while before he could explain clearly what happened. When he finally hung up the phone and came back to the scene, he couldn't help but be startled. He took a flashlight and shone around the spot a few times. The man just now was gone.
…
Ling Feng couldn't help but feel a big headache when he heard the alarm address. It was that place again, and there was another murder case. He quickly took Ling Ling from home to the scene and contacted various members of the police force. Fortunately, there were not many cars on the road now. In the industrial park area, the road was wider and there were fewer cars at night, so it only took them 20 minutes to get to the scene.
When their car arrived at the entrance of the industrial park, they saw someone waiting there from a distance. It turned out that it was Lao Zhao who told another security guard on duty what had just happened and asked him to lead them to the crime scene as soon as he saw the police car arriving.
Seeing the dead man on the ground, Ling Feng couldn't help but frown again. Although the face on the ground was a little deformed, he could still identify him at a glance. It was Wang Ming, the manager of Boya Medical Company who had been in contact with the police.
"Where's the forensic doctor? Is the forensic doctor here?" He turned around and shouted to Ling Ling.
"I'm here!" Jiang Rong ran towards this side panting, carrying a forensic examination bag.
Seeing that everyone was in place, Ling Feng relaxed a little and started his work. He found Lao Zhao, who had called the police, and asked him about the specific situation.
"Just now, it was probably just after eight o'clock, 8:05. Suddenly there was a 'bang' sound outside, which shocked me. It felt like something hit each other, or something Maybe something fell from upstairs. So I wanted to come out and take a look. I met another security guard named Xiao Li on the way, so we walked in this direction together, and then we saw..." Old Zhao paused. He paused and swallowed nervously.
"Where is this Xiao Li now?" Ling Feng took it for granted that what he saw was the scene in front of him, and did not wait for him to continue describing it.
"He was scared away. He should have returned to his own security room now. Oh, he is the security guard guarding this building." Lao Zhao replied.
"Did you come here after hearing the noise?"
"right."
"In other words, you didn't see him fall from the building?"
After thinking for a while, Lao Zhao said firmly: "Yes. They have gotten off work early in the past two weeks, and everyone left around 7 o'clock, so we don't keep an eye on this place all the time."
Ling Feng recorded the information he learned from the reporter one by one. He looked up at the only lighted room upstairs. There seemed to be no doubt that the person had fallen from there.
"Did you see the lighted room upstairs?"
"I see it."
"Were the lights in that room on when you found the body? Did you notice that lights were on in other rooms during this process?"
Lao Zhao had a troubled look on his face, obviously he didn't pay special attention to this issue. "The room with the lights on now seems to have always had lights, and the others..."
Ling Feng understood what he meant, no longer made things difficult for him, and asked him to take him to the security guard named Xiao Li.
Sure enough, Xiao Li returned to his room. He heard Lao Zhao outside the door shouting that the police were coming, and then he heard the sound of the lock inside the door being opened. Xiao Li poked his head out from behind the door, and when he saw a large group of people outside the door, he suddenly became a little timid.
"Open the door quickly, the police are here, what are you afraid of?" Lao Zhao scolded.
"Have you caught the murderer?" Xiao Li's voice was very low, but Ling Feng heard it clearly.
"We haven't started the investigation yet, how do you know there will be a murderer?"
"The man... the man standing next to the dead man..."
Ling Feng's pupils shrank and he asked in shock: "Who are you talking about?"
Lao Zhao finally came to his senses and quickly explained: "Oh, when we found the body, there was another person standing next to him. It was he who reminded me to call the police."
"Then why didn't you tell me earlier!" Ling Feng was extremely angry and immediately ordered: "Bring me all the surveillance cameras on the roadside and find the person he mentioned immediately!"
"I was just about to say it, but I was interrupted. After that, you asked one question on the left and the other on the right. I was busy answering and forgot about this." Old Zhao picked his fingers awkwardly, fearing that he would get in trouble. disaster.
"Okay," Ling Feng interrupted him impatiently: "Although the person you mentioned is very suspicious, it is not necessarily related to his death. Let's go up and take a look first." He didn't expect that he had already given up. Well, there happened to be another storm.
Arrive at the 15th floor and follow the guidance of the light and walk forward. When he saw the location of the room more intuitively, Ling Ling let out a soft breath.
"What's wrong?" Ling Feng asked with some confusion.
"Isn't this... Gao Liqun's office?" She had just been here during the day, so she was naturally impressed.
"It seems so." Ling Feng also thought about it. The two of them walked forward quickly and smelled a pungent smell before entering. Opening the door carefully, the smell intensified. After a closer look, there were three overturned bottles in the center of the room. The floor was wet. It must be the liquid in the bottles, which had flowed all over the floor.
"This seems to be the smell of sodium hypochlorite." Ling Feng said.
At this time, a mobile phone placed on the desk suddenly rang loudly, startling the two of them. After finally getting the phone without destroying the evidence, he clicked the answer button, and a storm of curses came from the other end of the phone.
"You are finally willing to answer the phone! Take a good look at how many calls I have made to you! What time is it already? Why are you fooling around outside! You pretended to send me a 'Sorry' and called me If you don’t answer, what do you mean?”
Ling Feng looked at the word "wife" written on the note, and after her string of questions finally stopped, she slowly spoke: "Are you Wang Ming's wife?"
The other end of the phone fell silent instantly: "Who are you? Why is his cell phone in your hand?"
"I am Ling Feng from the Criminal Investigation Detachment of Yunhe City Police Department. Something happened to your husband, please come over now."
