"vomit--"
“Captain Zhang, I, ugh, I—”
"I can't stand it anymore, yuck!"
Behind Zhang Donglei, the young male police officer also covered his mouth and turned around. He opened his mouth to the wall and vomited out the last night's meal.
Even veteran police officer Zhang Donglei, who had a limited experience in handling homicide cases, was stunned at the first moment and didn't know what to do.
Likewise, his stomach was churning.
After the male police officer vomited completely and Zhang Donglei calmed down, the two looked at each other. The young police officer held his hand on the wall and patted his chest and said, "Captain Zhang, what should I do?"
Zhang Donglei twitched his lips, "What else can I do? Xiang, Xiang..."
It was fine that Zhang Donglei didn't speak, but he couldn't control himself when he spoke. The male police officer immediately stepped forward and patted Zhang Donglei's back gently, "Team Zhang, I know, report to the city bureau, right?"
"Yes, yes! I-I'll call the city, you go and find some buckets..."
"Let, let Xiao Wang check the identity of the deceased, let Li Tao check the account, let Chen Yan check the social relationship of the deceased, and let Xu Ming and Xu Ming extract the footprints and fingerprints at the scene, hoo——"
"Ask Jiang Hua to contact the forensic doctor!"
"Okay, okay!"
After a few minutes, Zhang Donglei finally managed to hold back from vomiting out, but his face was extremely pale and without any color.
About twenty minutes later, several more police cars arrived at Mengdongfang Villa and stopped in front of the B021 gate.
Lei Ming, captain of the Cang'er City Criminal Investigation Brigade, led the people into the villa with a solemn look on their faces, and went all the way to the second floor.
Looking at the buckets placed outside the bedroom door and smelling the pungent smell in the air, Lei Ming asked Zhang Donglei and the others with a gloomy look, "Has someone vomited here?"
Zhang Donglei and his two police officers looked at each other, and the three of them nodded one after another.
Zhang Donglei opened his mouth and said: "Team Lei, the people I lead are all young people. I have never seen such a case. It is inevitable..."
Lei Ming's face grew longer. He pointed at the buckets and asked, "What does this mean? Are you ready for me to vomit?"
"Zhang Donglei! You've been a police officer for half your life. Don't you even know the importance of protecting the scene?!"
"You think I have the same virtues as you?!"
Zhang Donglei lowered his head and said nothing. With a bloodless expression on his face, he turned his head and waved towards Lei Ming towards the bedroom, with a look of extreme pain on his face.
"Look at that bearish look on your face! Aren't you just a dead person who has been dismembered? I've never seen this before. Could it be that there's a ghost inside?!"
Lei Ming said as he stood in front of the bedroom door and looked inside——
**********!
Gudu!
Lei Ming swallowed and stood motionless at the door of the bedroom.
However, his shoulders moved rapidly several times in succession.
The expressions of several police officers following Lei Ming also changed. Two of the young police officers turned around silently and stepped aside with pale faces.
Zhang Donglei pointed to them the bucket he had prepared in advance.
The two police officers immediately showed expressions of gratitude on their faces, and one of them ran to the side holding a bucket, "Ouch!"
Listening to the sound of vomiting behind him, Lei Ming silently backed away from the door. He looked around, walked to the window, reached into his pocket, and took out nothing for a long time.
A cloud of smoke was handed over by Zhang Donglei's slightly trembling hand, "Team Lei, things are so difficult..."
After taking Zhang Donglei's cigarette, Lei Ming took out a lighter and tried to light it, but failed to light it several times. He looked at Zhang Donglei, who shook his head and raised an unlit cigarette in his hand. Yan said: "Don't look at me, my hands are trembling."
Putting the cigarette back into his pocket, Lei Ming took a deep breath, pursed his lips tightly, turned around and opened the window next to him a little wider.
After a while, Zhang Donglei heard Lei Ming swallow hard, and his voice came immediately: "Old Zhang, get ready, we are going to be on the news."
Zhang Donglei put the crumpled, unlit cigarette under his nose and inhaled hard, "Understood!"
Half an hour later, all the police officers gathered together with Lei Ming and Zhang Donglei at the center.
Lei Ming asked: "Have you found out the victim's condition? Tell me!"
A young police officer with a pale face and vomit stains on the corners of his mouth resisted the urge to vomit. He held a folder and said: "The victim's name is Wu Tian. His name has been changed. His real name is Zhang Hui. He is divorced and living alone. A human trafficker.”
"I've been there before and was detained for five years. I was just released in April last year."
"From the time the victim was released from prison to three months ago, no crime was found. However, in April this year, he made an unusual transfer with the remark as 'buying a doll.' It was initially suspected that he had returned to his old business. ”
After the police officer finished speaking, another young female police officer with a pale and weak face said: "I checked this Wu Tian's account. He, he is very rich, especially in the past two months, this Wu Tian My luck is amazing."
"Whether it's stock or currency speculation, or buying football or lottery tickets, he basically wins whatever he buys, and it's all big prizes!"
"The abnormal transfer that Wang Qi just mentioned was that the victim used his ex-wife's account to transfer two million to a person three months ago. We also found this person's information!"
Lei Ming and Zhang Donglei said in unison: "Speak!"
The female police officer glanced at the folder in her hand, frowned and said, "It's a seventeen-year-old boy named Yang Ning."
...
Zhongzhou, Airport Expressway.
Wearing white clothes and white trousers, with a white cloth bag on his shoulder, and a gentle boy with gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, he was sitting in a taxi heading to the city. He looked at the scenery outside the window and picked up his mobile phone and put it to his ear.
"Hello?"
"Hello, are you Mr. Yang Ning?"
"Well, it's me."
"Hello Mr. Yang, do you want to see the shops on Yundu Road? I am Chen Lan, the leasing agent who has contacted you before. When will you arrive today?"
"I still have two hours and twenty minutes left."
"Oh, okay, then I'll go there and wait for you in advance!"
"Well, thank you."
"You're welcome, see you Mr. Yang!"
Yang Ning hung up the phone and continued to quietly look at the rapidly reversing scenery outside the window. The driver smiled and said, "Little brother, it won't take you two hours and twenty minutes to get to Yundu Road!"
"I have been driving a taxi in Zhongzhou for more than 20 years, and I am very familiar with this road! Don't worry, I will deliver it to you within an hour and a half at most!"
A smile appeared on Yang Ning's sideways face, and she said softly: "Okay, thank you, master."
The master smiled heartily: "Haha! You're welcome!"
...
