This is the third crime scene that their forensic team has rushed to today. It is almost noon, but none of them are in the mood to eat. Long hours of highly stressful work have already made them exhausted, but this is the daily life of the guardians of order.
Zaolin Road is a two-lane asphalt road leading to the outskirts of the city. Both sides of the road are naturally growing shrubs and weeds and a row of crape myrtles planted by municipal projects. There are almost no buildings within five kilometers. To the west is the highest altitude in Yunhe City. It is a forest area, but it is nothing more than a hilltop of more than 100 meters, called Yuquan Mountain. After passing this forest area, we reached the boundary of the neighboring city of Yunling City.
Ling Feng asked colleagues from the traffic police team to call up the road surveillance around Zhuoyu Studio. Thanks to Liu Mengwei's car, which has a really high-profile color and shape, it didn't take much effort to find it in the early morning when there were few vehicles. .
The first time her car appeared around the studio was at 10:25 last night, and the time it appeared again was 11:56. At this time, the car was heading west, seemingly toward the outskirts of the city, until it disappeared. within the monitoring range.
In other words, she did go to Zhu Tao's studio last night.
But this is not the biggest problem at the moment. Liu Mengwei is not in the car. There is someone else in her car - an unrecognizable corpse is lying in the trunk of the car.
After Ling Ling followed the forensic team to the scene, she only dared to watch them work from a distance. The shock of the corpse in the morning had not completely dissipated, but she could not withstand the usual strong stimulation again.
Seeing Ling Feng standing aside, silent, with a look of bitterness and hatred on his face, he walked towards him, intending to break the dull atmosphere, so he said without saying anything: "Drive the car to Isn’t this place where you want to dump the body on the mountain over there?”
After hearing this, Ling Feng unexpectedly said to his sister in a cold tone: "Who are you talking about?"
Ling Ling's expression also changed instantly. People who have lived together for a long time have extremely keen insights into this kind of inadvertent but subconscious reaction. She opened her mouth, obviously not expecting that her casual words would trigger Seeing his strong reaction, he deliberately said: "Of course it's the driver."
Ling Feng turned his head away and continued to watch the forensic team collecting evidence in silence. It wasn't until Ling Ling felt that he was asking for trouble and wanted to walk away that he spoke again: "It can't be her."
Although Ling Ling didn't quite believe that Liu Mengwei would kill people and dump their bodies, Ling Feng's attitude made her feel unhappy and she couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Captain Ling, who usually teaches us not to be preconceived when handling cases? Why? Did you take the lead in breaking the rules this time?"
Ling Feng knew that he was in the wrong and did not argue. He just said, "Find her first and then talk."
Ling Ling would not let him go so easily, and snorted coldly: "Don't I know that I need to find someone first? But in today's society, losing your mobile phone is no different than disappearing from the world."
"Did you find any information on her phone?"
"All the mobile phones and surveillance cameras have been sent back to the bureau for the technical team to crack. It will probably take some time to find useful information." At this point, Ling Ling also felt a little discouraged.
At this time, Wen Qiao seemed to have completed the preliminary inspection and sampling, and was walking towards the two of them while taking off his rubber gloves.
"What did you find?" Ling Ling asked impatiently.
"The deceased was a woman in her 30s. It was initially determined that the cause of death was suffocation. Afterwards, the body was severely damaged, and the neck, abdomen, chest and limbs were all cut."
"Isn't that Chen Yuting?" Ling Ling suddenly thought of his girlfriend who disappeared with Zhu Tao. "By the way, is this Chen Yuting the same person who came to you for injury assessment last time? She is still your high school classmate."
"You are right, the deceased is indeed my high school classmate, but..." Wen Qiao paused for a moment. No matter how strong his psychological quality was, he was still a little overwhelmed today: "The person lying there is my other one." High school classmates."
The facial damage of the corpse was not serious, so Wen Qiao recognized her at a glance as Yao Feipeng's wife Liu Liqi. For others, this may be good news because they no longer need to spend time and energy identifying the deceased and can get on to the next job as quickly as possible. But for Wen Qiao, it was more like a shock. Everything that happened today was unexpected.
This chain connected the other two people at that party. It was like a well-arranged script, everything coincided with perfect timing. I just don’t know how this drama will end.
"If I'm not wrong, her husband should be missing now." Wen Qiao sighed slightly. Now there is one more person they are looking for, and even the three heads and six arms are not enough.
"The top priority is to find the owner of this car first," Ling Feng said.
Ling Ling raised his eyelids as a reflex, glanced at his brother meaningfully, and cursed: This title is really interesting, it has the feeling of avoiding suspicion that there is no silver in this place.
"Send a co-investigation letter. We must find her as soon as possible. If it doesn't work, issue a reward order and publicly collect clues. In short, use all the methods you usually use to find people!" Wen Qiao was also rarely serious.
Ling Ling was surprised again. This case was probably not serious enough to require a reward. Could it be that Liu Mengwei had really done something heinous?
"No!" Ling Feng rejected it without hesitation.
"Why?" This time it was Ling Ling who asked.
"Once a person is exposed to the public eye, no matter what happens, good or bad, there will be no good results in the end. What's more, under what name do you want to release the assisted investigation? Criminal suspect?"
"Based on the evidence discovered so far, there is nothing wrong with writing this."
Wen Qiao's businesslike and cold attitude made Ling Feng angry: "What if it turns out that she has nothing to do with the case?"
She may not be the murderer, but there is no way she has nothing to do with the case. "Just send me a clarification."
"No one will care!" Ling Feng was a little annoyed: "As long as a person has been labeled with a label, it will be difficult to take it off again. Because this label is not affixed to oneself, but engraved on it. In other people’s hearts. People will not remember her as an innocent or wronged passerby, they will only remember her as a person who has been issued a wanted reward! Do you understand? "
Of course Wen Qiao understands, but if the person's life is being threatened, isn't it self-evident whether the current safety or future reputation is more important?
However, how could he explain Liu Mengwei's current situation to Ling Feng? After all, he himself couldn't make any definite judgments. Could he just rely on his guesses and intuition?
The mixed-race woman she met that night, Alice, who Liu Mengwei said was her senior sister when she was in school in California, was it true that she always did everything right with her as she said? After all, this is just someone's one-sided statement. How reliable is it?
Yes, if we can find this Alice, we might find a breakthrough. But this person seems to be more mysterious than Liu Mengwei. How to find her? Even if she could be found, how to ensure that she would cooperate with the police investigation?
Wen Qiao looked at Liu Mengwei's car, which was as red as flames not far away, and unconsciously remembered the last time he saw her.
What were they doing at that time? ?
Oh, and he was secretly following another car on the road in this high-profile car with a confused fairy.
His eyes lit up: "LYR57, check the whereabouts of this license plate number in the past few days."
