Yuan Xiaochuan slammed the door out of Liu Weidong's house.
For a moment, I just felt that evil fire was running around in my body, burning my heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys into charcoal.
He didn't care about anything, so he simply went back to the dormitory, took off his police uniform, and fell asleep.
But in the early morning, I couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, so I rushed out of the dormitory and went to drink with Li Changan.
To say it, after witnessing Zou Ping jumping off the building.
The reactions of the three people were different. Yuan Xiaochuan was filled with indignation, Liu Weidong was confused, and Li Changan began to move mysteriously. He was nowhere to be seen all day long and had no idea what he was doing.
The last time Yuan Xiaochuan saw Li Changan was at Zou Ping's funeral.
That day, the magician who was invited to host kept asking for money, but was kicked away by Li Changan. He went up and recited a sutra by himself. He didn't know where he learned it. Did it work?
Captain Yuan came out this time just to try his luck. Without thinking, he blocked the Taoist priest.
Hongmao City is a small city.
The scene at three or four o'clock in the morning.
There aren't many night owls wandering around on the streets.
The two drove around the city several times before they found a barbecue shop that was still open near the school district.
In the shop, there was only a couple of students making love to each other, while the boss was squinting behind the barbecue stall and yawning.
The two of them didn't talk much. They ordered a bunch of snacks and a few beers to drink from Yu Lei's chest.
But as soon as he sat down and before he put on any posture, Yuan Xiaochuan received a call.
"Hello……"
Li Changan had just eaten a peanut, and before he could moisten his throat with cold beer, he saw Lao Yuan put down his mobile phone, and his brows, eyes, nose, and mouth were all wrinkled.
"Stop drinking."
"ah?"
"Something happened in Liu Weidong's house."
"ah!"
…………
When the two arrived by car.
A man with glasses has been waiting downstairs for a long time.
Li Changan had some impression of the person. He was probably one of Liu Weidong's neighbors. Because he often traveled on business, his forehead was a bit green.
According to Yuan Xiaochuan, this person shot the cellphone video, and because of this, he always had nightmares in the middle of the night, dreaming of Zou Ping climbing up the stairs to claim her life in a puddle of mud.
Unable to withstand the torture, he gave the video to Yuan Xiaochuan and then became an informant.
This time, he was also the one who informed Lao Yuan.
Otherwise, given Lao Yuan's current situation in the bureau, I am afraid we will have to wait for news reports to know the news.
"What's going on?"
He couldn't explain clearly on the phone. As soon as he got off the car, Lao Yuan asked hurriedly.
But this man was also confused.
"I actually don't know much about it, but a lot of policemen suddenly came in the middle of the night and woke me up. But I heard someone said that the big yellow dog went crazy and tore Liu Weidong into pieces and ate it. The scene was so miserable. , the blood soaked downstairs..."
When the two of them heard this, they knew that this guy was talking nonsense.
And the blood was soaked downstairs? Unless his ceiling is made of bamboo strips.
He stopped talking nonsense with the man with glasses and hurried upstairs.
When they arrived at the door of Liu Weidong's house, they saw that the door was wide open. There was a small policeman at the door who saw the two of them and hurriedly came up to stop them. However, before he could speak, Yuan Xiaochuan pushed him and staggered him.
"Step aside!"
With that said, he walked straight in.
Li Changan smiled at him, and Shi Shiran followed.
…………
Yuan Xiaochuan has been a rough guy since he was a child, but after working in criminal investigation for a few more years, his nerves have been forged into steel bars.
But when he suddenly saw the scene in the room, he couldn't help but suck in a breath, choking on the smell of blood in his lungs.
Blood.
There was blood everywhere.
It soaked through the floor, over the table legs, and flooded the living room.
It had a stale stench, but the color was so bright and strange, as if it had just flowed out of the blood vessels.
Breaking into it always makes people feel like they accidentally stepped into a pool of blood.
In just one second, everything around him, including himself, will fall down and sink into this bloody water forever.
"Lao Yuan."
Yuan Xiaochuan struggled to regain his senses, and Li Changan, who rushed out, forced a smile and wondered why he was so out of control. Could it be that he didn't get enough rest these days?
He patted his face, regained consciousness, and began to look at the living room carefully.
At first glance, he noticed that the layout of the living room had changed.
All the sofas, tables and chairs have been moved to the corners, leaving only a small coffee table in the center of the living room. There is a statue of a god on top, as well as some tributes and incense candles. Next to it is a set of clothes, neatly folded. Judging from the color and style, it seems to be the set Liu Weidong wore during the day.
What does this mean?
Yuan Xiaochuan was puzzled.
He scratched his head and turned his gaze elsewhere.
Soon, I found the big yellow dog crawling in the corner of the living room, lazily motionless, looking at the strange police officers coming in and out without calling, and seeing two acquaintances Yuan Xiaochuan and Li Changan not coming up to get close to each other. There was a hint of indifference in the eyes of a pair of dogs, as if they were watching a boring movie, and even yawned.
Yuan Xiaochuan felt more and more that he had made a mistake by staying up late at night and going to Li Changan for a drink. You see, after working so hard, your brain is hallucinating.
"Give way."
Only then did Yuan Xiaochuan suddenly realize that he had unknowingly reached the door of the kitchen, where several gloved policemen were about to come out carrying several black plastic bags, and these bags were still dripping with blood.
The crime scene, the black clinker bag, and the blood and water were all connected together, like thunder exploding in Yuan Xiaochuan's mind.
He suddenly had some bad suspicions.
"Hey...what are you doing?"
But this time.
A voice suddenly came from the door.
This voice was so frivolous that it made people sick. In other words, it was the owner of this voice that made Lao Yuan sick.
He frowned and turned his head away, glaring at the elegant scum with oily hair and pink face.
"Yang Sanli, what are you doing here?!"
…………
The man in a suit and gold-rimmed glasses at the door is not Yang Sanli.
He originally stayed outside the door, covering his nose with a handkerchief, with a look of disgust on his face. After hearing Yuan Xiaochuan's question, he stepped in with a smile.
"Hey, isn't this Captain Yuan from the traffic police team?" He said as if he had just seen Yuan Xiaochuan, and he said "traffic police" heavily, "Is it possible that there was a car accident in this house? No wonder the scene was so exciting! "
"Yes. Isn't the perpetrator of this family's car accident your Mr. Hong?" Lao Yuan stared at him, "What? Are you here to identify the scene for him?"
Yang Sanli sneered a few times and waved his hand.
"Evidence is required when handling a case, and you, Captain Yuan, can't talk dirty."
As he spoke, he pointed to the big yellow dog in the corner.
"I was called over by Lao Liu to get the dog."
"When people are suffocated to death, even dogs will not be spared." Lao Yuan just crossed his arms and sneered, "This is really your style, leaving no chickens or dogs behind!"
"Captain Yuan, you made a mistake again."
Yang Sanli didn't take it seriously, pushed up the frames of his glasses, and said slowly:
"Perhaps you also know that Liu Weidong took the initiative to reconcile with us. Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, we are friends again. Everyone around us knows that Mr. Hong loves dogs the most, and Liu Weidong has a good dog. At that time, we casually asked if we could buy his dog. To show our sincerity, we also offered a high price. After Liu Weidong negotiated the price, he agreed."
He took out a contract from his arms.
"Look, the contract was signed in black and white. It's definitely not cheating."
Yuan Xiaochuan didn't even glance at the contract. Although they have not known each other for a long time, Lao Yuan knew that for Liu Weidong, apart from his wife Zou Ping, the big yellow dog was his most cherished child. How could he sell it to his enemy Hong Daihai?
But before he could utter his mocking words, the yellow dog wandered over at some point and rubbed Yang Sanli's trouser legs affectionately.
Yuan Xiaochuan suddenly became speechless, but Yang Sanli smiled and touched the dog's head.
"This dog is smart and can recognize its owner clearly, unlike some dogs that can't figure out the situation and only bite people randomly."
Yuan Xiaochuan took a deep breath.
People are cowardly, and dogs are also white-eyed dogs.
He stopped talking to this polite scum and pointed at the door.
"This is a crime scene. Anyone not involved should get out immediately!"
But.
The words just fell.
"I think you should go out!"
An old policeman came in outside the door, carrying two bars and three stars on his shoulders.
When Yuan Xiaochuan saw it, he rubbed his teeth and screamed reluctantly.
"Zhou Bureau."
The old policeman hummed in response and paced over with his hands behind his back.
"What are you doing here?" he asked bluntly, "You are a traffic policeman, not a criminal policeman."
"Liu Weidong is my friend."
"What about friends? Can you break into a crime scene privately? You're from the police academy. Do you have any discipline?"
Not listening to Yuan Xiaochuan's explanation at all, he pointed at the door.
"Get out of here!"
Yuan Xiaochuan was a policeman after all. No matter how angry he was, he just saluted and stormed downstairs.
…………
Li Changan was unaware of all this.
His mind was attracted by the "blood pool" at his feet.
It is said to be a blood pool, but in fact there is not much blood, just because the living room is relatively small, and the blood is deliberately smeared all over the room, and the bright color of the blood gives people the illusion.
Li Changan's sword was full of corpses and bones. Based on his own experience, he could deduce that the blood in the room was only about 4 liters, which was more than half of the blood volume of an adult man.
But why smear the floor with blood?
Li Changan found some crooked blood stains in the corner of the living room, where the blood could not be smeared. They looked like...
"Reporter Li!"
The Taoist priest looked back and saw an old policeman with gloomy eyes.
"I'm telling you for the last time, please leave the scene."
Li Changan didn't bother to argue with him, but before going out, he caught a glimpse and saw that although the statue had a little more color, it lost a lot of charm.
…………
Yuan Xiaochuan is a hopeless old smoker. The only way to relieve his mood is to smoke, smoke hard!
When Li Changan went downstairs to find him, after so little effort, there were already several cigarette butts scattered under his feet.
"It's a shame that you are still a civil servant, so you don't care about quality."
"Stop talking about these useless things."
As he spoke, he put out the cigarette in his hand, gathered the cigarette butts on the ground together randomly, and put them into the trash can.
"Is there anything you haven't found yet?"
The Taoist priest did find something strange, but it was too mysterious and it was inconvenient to explain it clearly, so he could only spread his hands.
Lao Yuan originally didn't have much hope, but seeing that the Taoist priest also found nothing, he couldn't help frowning and took out another cigarette.
At this moment.
In the corridor entrance.
The forensic doctors who had just arrived in a hurry came downstairs with dark faces.
So fast?
Yuan Xiaochuan was stunned and hurriedly chased him up. He caught a forensic doctor and asked:
"Why did you come down so quickly? Have you identified anything?"
"Oh my God."
The forensic doctor cursed with a pair of dark circles under his eyes.
"A few bags of dog meat and a shovel check!"
