With ideas for handling the case, they acted quickly. The investigation soon yielded results. We worked backwards from Lu Yifan's home in the community to determine his direction, and step by step we found his destination that day, a large shopping mall.
There are many surveillance cameras in the business district. With the accurate time and the physical characteristics and clothing of the person you are looking for, it is easy to locate Lu Yifan's whereabouts. Lu Yifan came to this shopping mall around 1 p.m. He first walked around aimlessly, and then walked into a Japanese supplies store. When he came out, he took a shopping bag in his hand. It contained a piece of clothing, probably the kimono yukata he wore that day.
But after turning around a few times, he disappeared from the camera and reappeared with a cup of milk tea in his hand.
The camera in the mall is high and far away, so the clarity of the pictures taken is worrying, especially the edges of the picture are severely distorted. Fortunately, their purpose was clear. After all, there were only a limited number of milk tea shops in a shopping mall. Even if they compared each shop, they could quickly find the origin of the milk tea in Lu Yifan's hands through the characteristics of the cup.
This is a newly opened milk tea shop, and they are doing a big promotion for the new store opening, so the business is extremely hot, especially the day before yesterday was the weekend, so the shop assistants were even more busy.
The first step is to conduct an investigation on all employees of this store. When Ling Feng saw that the store had installed its own camera, he felt happy and hurriedly said, "I want to check the surveillance records from the afternoon before yesterday."
The person in charge was a girl in her 20s. When she heard his request, her face froze and she said apologetically: "Our store just had a trial opening two days ago. This camera has not been debugged after it was installed, so then Several days of monitoring records were not saved.”
Although he was disappointed, Ling Feng thought about it carefully and felt that it was reasonable and reasonable. It was impossible to design such an exquisite poisoning case without even thinking of this.
None of the clerks at the milk tea shop had any impression of Lu Yifan.
"In those two days, we were almost busy from work to get off work. In addition to receiving customers who came to our door, we also had takeout orders. We didn't even have time to take a breath or drink water in the middle. Not to mention that we could remember what the people who came here looked like. It’s already pretty good if you can tell whether it’s a boy or a girl.” The little girl said sincerely.
They also investigated other employees in the store. Most of these people were students working part-time from nearby universities. They had clean resumes and had never heard of the Internet celebrity Lu Yifan, let alone had any interaction with him. They cooperated with the police investigation throughout the entire process, behaved naturally, and did not look like people who would do such a thing.
The clue ends here again.
However, by investigating Lu Yifan's personal information, they still got some useless good news: they determined the exact time of Lu Yifan's death.
There was a call to 120 on Lu Yifan's mobile phone at 3:42 pm the day before yesterday. According to the report of the 120 answering center, no one spoke after the call was connected. Therefore, they could only regard it as a misoperation. They receive dozens of such misuses and harassing calls every day. For this, their 110 police reception center also has a deep understanding of this. If every call is double-checked, it will not only greatly increase their burden, but may also take up resources from people who really need it.
"I've been like this several times. I held my phone in my hand and accidentally pressed the emergency call number, which was connected. I was so scared that I hung up quickly!" Ling Ling said in person.
"However, although it is sometimes easy to accidentally dial a help call on a mobile phone, this design has its necessity. In an emergency, the more convenient the operation, the more conducive it is for people to send out a distress signal and increase the hope of rescue. It may be bigger.”
"So, this is really a dilemma!" Ling Ling sighed.
According to the background records of the live broadcast platform, Lu Yifan's live broadcast started at almost the same time that day, 3:43. But he failed to point the camera at himself. Instead, he kept pointing it at the empty wall of the living room.
What the audience saw was an empty living room, but what they didn't know was that in the area not captured by the camera, there lay a dying man, struggling to survive, but helplessly waiting to die.
Tetrodotoxin is a highly toxic neurotoxin that acts on nerve endings and nerve centers. Therefore, people with severe poisoning will have symptoms of nerve paralysis, including paralysis of the lips, limbs, and skeletal muscle weakness. Therefore, after Lu Yifan was poisoned, he made a call but could not make a sound. He finally turned on the camera and wanted to ask for help from the audience on the other end through live broadcast. However, because his limbs were paralyzed, he could not move and could not enter the camera's field of view, so he missed the opportunity.
According to the forensic examination, the toxins in Lu Yifan's body greatly exceeded the lethal dose of tetrodotoxin of 0.5mg. It seems that the perpetrator poisoned with the purpose of killing. If he could not be sent to the hospital in time, the victim with such a large dose would have almost no chance of survival, which resulted in him finally falling down and dying alone in the rental house.
Ling Ling was checking Lu Yifan's social account with her mobile phone in her hand, frowning as she looked at her.
"How has the current aesthetic become distorted? Why do all kinds of people have fans?"
Zhou Zhen also came over to take a look: "With these beauty filters, even my own mother won't be able to recognize her."
"Do you think this could be a crime committed by fans?" Ling Ling suddenly had an idea.
"No way, who idol is so miserable that he has to be chased by his fans?" Zhou Zhen said.
"I'm not talking about normal fans. You don't know how crazy these people are. I watched their wars online several times. It was really eye-opening. I really don't know why a group of people who have never met each other can Such hatred!" Ling Ling vividly taught some older policemen in the office some "special terms" in the entertainment industry and Internet celebrity circles, such as yyds, business, debut, duwei, steaming, cp and so on, which made several old comrades have questions on their heads and faces full of doubts.
"What is all this? I really don't understand you young people!" Aunt Dong, who manages files in the archives room, is about to reach retirement age. When she heard Ling Ling chatting lively, she came over to listen. He later sighed.
Ling Ling smiled and said: "Don't say you don't understand, even I don't understand. But there is such inexplicable love and hate in this world. When you love, treat them as your own sons, daughters, husband, wife, elders. Spending a lot of money for them, my biological parents have never been so easy. When I hate them, it seems that they owe me 1.8 million, dig up my ancestral graves, and I can’t get angry without scolding them a few times every day. The look of sworn hatred."
"This Lu Yifan is not a big internet celebrity. Does he really have such extreme fans?" Zhou Zhen still didn't believe it.
"An anti-fan is also a fan. The last thing these people are afraid of is being scolded. What they are afraid of is that no one will pay attention to them and there will be no traffic. They would rather be infamy than remain unknown." Ling Ling seems to be well versed in the psychology of the fan circle, and she speaks eloquently. , the more he talked, the more he felt that his analysis made sense: "I just looked at his video account, and his latest videos are the two videos with the most traffic in his history, and he has gained a lot of fan attention because of this."
"So, I guess it is possible that Lu Yifan has attracted an extreme fan recently. Although they may have never met each other, they have an unusual emotion for him. He is among his fans and sees him every day. Live broadcast, watching the updates he shared, but in fact, I already hate him deeply."
After Ling Ling finished speaking, she felt extremely good about herself. She looked around but saw no one expressing an opinion. She thought that others were laughing at or denying her in their hearts, which made her a little anxious.
"Hey! Ling Feng," he was probably the only one here who dared to call Ling Feng by his first name: "Why don't you speak?"
"Well... I think what you said makes sense." Newcomers should focus on encouragement, Ling Feng thought.
Seeing that the captain had spoken, others also agreed: "I also think what Xiaoling said makes sense. You can check the fans of this Internet celebrity to see if there is anyone who meets the conditions for committing the crime."
"You can, but it's not necessary." A cold voice came from the corner of the room. Everyone looked sideways, wondering when Wen Qiao came in.
This sentence was like a basin of cold water poured on Ling Ling's head. She asked unconvinced: "Why do you say that?"
Wen Qiao still had the same unfazed expression: "Follow logic."
"Although the neurotoxin attacks quickly, it still takes some time for it to enter the bloodstream through absorption. Depending on the amount of intake, the time and degree of poisoning are also different. If we look at the standard of Lu Yifan's body intake, a person will The time from taking these toxins to the onset of the poison is about an hour. This time may not be long or short, but it is enough for the murderer to hide himself and eliminate traces."
"Then the question is, why did he wrap tetrodotoxin in tapioca starch? Delaying the onset of the poison? From the amount of poison he administered, it can be seen that the murderer was determined to kill him. But he needed Lu Yifan has to die at a specific time, not too early, or maybe not too late. Why is that?" Wen Qiao's eyes were burning, and Ling Ling felt guilty for a while, as if he had done something hugely wrong.
"When is this time? What will happen during this time? How did the murderer know that something special will happen at a certain time?" Wen Qiao asked the question.
"Apologise." Ling Feng took over his words. "Lu Yifan had already announced in the morning that he would apologize at 3 p.m."
"So, you are saying that the murderer hopes that Lu Yifan will die after he completes this apology?" Ling Feng said.
"But I still don't understand, how does this mean that his death was not caused by an extreme fan?" Ling Ling still didn't turn around.
"Why did Lu Yifan apologize that day? Who did he apologize to? Who expected him to complete his apology?" Wen Qiao asked three questions in a row again, and Ling Ling felt that her brain was overloaded.
Wen Qiao didn't wait for her answer and said directly: "Those two videos that brought him huge traffic are steamed buns made of Lin Xuerou's human blood."
Ling Ling's eyes widened. .
"The relationship between Lin Hui and Lin Xuerou is a simple and direct line. But Lu Yifan contacted this girl in a roundabout way."
Wen Qiao's pupils shrank, and the unknown mystery teased everyone's nerves like a restless cat's paw.
