Generally speaking, when it came to the crime scene, there were basically a few elements that could not be separated.
The police and the isolation line they set up,
The body, the blood stains, and the forensic doctor in uniform,
Of course,
He couldn't get away from the crowd of onlookers who were surrounding him to watch the show.
The old priest helped Zhou Ze squeeze through the crowd and escorted Zhou Ze in.
He took a deep breath,
He had a sense of déjà vu,
He remembered that his previous boss also liked to investigate cases,
Then, as he investigated, he almost disappeared.
He looked at the current boss behind him. Boss Zhou had a look of disdain on his face and did not want to come,
The old priest let out a long sigh of relief,
At least..,
The current boss was not very interested in investigating cases.
On the other side, Zhang Yanfeng also came over and helped Zhou Ze in.
Zhou Ze saw the tall and thin policewoman again, and the other party also noticed Zhou Ze.
The policewoman was probably also surprised. What was Zhou Ze's background? Why did the two criminal police captains like to ask him for help when they were handling cases?
Zhang Yanfeng was very skilled in commanding the team. This was also nonsense. After all, he had been working here for twenty years. Now, he had just changed his body.
This gave many police officers an illusion. They felt that the new boss was similar to the boss who had died a while ago. Their style of handling cases was basically the same.
However, everyone was quite used to it. After the old captain died, they did not hear his voice scolding and scolding for a while. They really felt a little flustered.
Old Zhang brought Zhou Ze to see the body first. It was the old woman, the one who had set up a stall to sell newspapers by the roadside yesterday.
There was a forensic doctor and her assistant examining the body. The preliminary autopsy report had already come out.
"The cause of death was a heavy blow to the back of the head. The time of death was about the second half of the night. Because the body was discovered by a passerby at six o'clock in the morning, and the time when the two of us left here yesterday was 11: 30, we could basically analyze the approximate time of death.
"Also, look here.
This was the cement road in the countryside. This was the tricycle of the deceased. According to the preliminary inquiry from the deceased's family, the deceased usually went to the Little Stone Bridge to sell newspapers at six o'clock in the evening. When the newspapers were sold out or before one o'clock in the morning at the latest, he would definitely ride his tricycle back.
If they sold out early, they would come back early.
This location is about 20 minutes' ride on a tricycle from where we met the victim yesterday. And this place is not far from the victim's house. The victim's house is behind the field in front of us. Her husband passed away a few years ago, and her son got married a long time ago. She lived alone in the old house. "
After explaining the general situation, Zhang Yanfeng lowered his voice and whispered into Zhou Ze's ear,
"Why don't I see any souls?"
"He probably went straight to Hell," Zhou Ze explained.
If every dead person's soul had to walk around the bookstore, then boss Zhou would have made a fortune long ago. Counting the ghost notes at home was enough to make his hands soft.
Zhou Ze also squatted down and asked for a pair of gloves from the forensic doctor. He roughly examined the body. Although boss Zhou was not a forensic doctor, if he only looked at the surface and speculated about something, the surgeon also had experience.
The cause of death was indeed a heavy blow to the back of his head.
"What is this red powder?" Zhou Ze pointed at the dust on the back of the dead man's head and asked.
"It's a red brick," the female forensic doctor answered directly.
"The preliminary inference is that the murder weapon should be a red brick. We've already asked someone to search nearby, but we haven't received any news yet."
Zhou Ze nodded, indicating that he understood.
These days, there were many criminal investigation dramas and detective novels. Although many of them were fabricated, there were also many real parts.
He remembered that a few years ago, the United States had filmed a documentary that explained criminal investigation techniques in detail. Later, it was stopped because that documentary could also be used as a popular science education film when the murderer committed the crime.
At least, over the years, as long as it was not a case of pure panic and passion murder, the proportion of murderers who would hide the murder weapon and erase fingerprints to try their best not to leave behind DNA information began to increase.
If the murder weapon was only a red brick, the murderer would take it away after killing someone and find an inconspicuous place to throw it away. It would be very difficult for the police to find it.
Zhou Ze stood up and looked at the tricycle that was parked at the side and also circled. There was a chalk outline of a human figure on the ground beside the tricycle. It should be the position of the victim when he was found lying on the ground.
"Did you see anything, Boss?" Zhang Yanfeng asked in a low voice.
"I saw it. You must have seen it too."
Zhou Ze did not think that an old criminal police officer would be inferior to him.
Actually..,
The crime was already very clear,
He could even clearly imagine the scene at that time.
The old woman rode her tricycle home around 12: 30 pm,
Then, a black shadow rushed up from behind with a brick and directly hit the old woman who was riding. The old woman fell off the tricycle and died.
The speed of an old woman riding a tricycle was very slow. An adult would be able to catch up with her with a slight sprint.
"This is a rural road area. There are no cameras. Moreover, since it was late at night, the probability of there being witnesses to the case is very low."
As he said that..,
Zhang Yanfeng said seriously,
"Most importantly, isn't all of this too much of a coincidence?"
Zhou Ze nodded. Yes, it was too much of a coincidence.
Yesterday, he and Old Zhang went to the scene where the body was dumped 16 years ago to take a look and saw this old woman. When they turned around, this old woman was immediately killed.
He was not Detective Conan, and he did not have the halo of a dead person wherever he went.
Although there was no direct evidence, instinctively, people could not help but think of the two cases together.
"What's the date today?" Zhou Ze asked.
"August 16th," Zhang Yanfeng replied.
"Yesterday was the 15th. What was the date of the body dumping case 16 years ago?" Zhou Ze asked.
Zhang Yanfeng had never given up on that case, so almost all the information about that case was imprinted in his mind. At this time, he did not need to flip through the file and directly answered,
"The discovery of the neon was on..
Cough cough..,
The discovery of rf was on September 1st of 2002. After that, through interviews and investigations, it was known that the first person to pick up the meat and bring it home was on August 17th of 2002. "
"August 17th, August 15th."
Zhou Ze repeated it to himself and then said, "August 17th is the earliest known day when the body parts were found, but the time when the victim was killed should be brought forward a little."
"Do you mean?"
"Yesterday was the 15th, and the case in 2012 also happened in August. Is it possible that yesterday was actually the 16th anniversary of the victim of the dismembered body case?"
Zhang Yanfeng's face twitched,
He did not think that Zhou Ze was far-fetched and spouting nonsense,
Because this possibility was really high.
It had almost become a law that the murderer liked to return to the crime scene and squeeze into the crowd to watch the show and observe.
It was just like how people liked to turn around and look down at their own feces after standing up after defecating.
Zhang Yanfeng's face suddenly twisted, and his breathing became faster. His fingers also began to tremble. This was because of anger,
"In other words, it's very likely that the murderer went there yesterday not long after we left.
Even..,
It's possible that when we were there..,
The murderer even brushed past us! "
Old Zhang immediately clenched his fists,
If the murderer really brushed past him yesterday..,
This was really a kind of humiliation..,
A kind of humiliation to his own profession!
"You can investigate here first. Maybe, we're thinking too much. How can there be such a coincidence in this world, right?"
Zhang Yanfeng nodded with some difficulty, then said, "I really hope it's him. Sixteen years ago, because of the limited conditions, he was able to get away with it for so many years. If he's still the one who killed this time, I definitely won't let him escape again."
Zhou Ze reached out and patted Zhang Yanfeng's shoulder, then walked out.
The old priest immediately followed, and the two of them got into the car.
The old priest sat in the driver's seat and started the car. He asked, "Boss, are we going back to the bookstore?"
"No, to the Little Stone Bridge."
Not long after..,
The car drove into the small road that Zhou Ze and Old Zhang had come from yesterday.
After getting out of the car,
Zhou Ze sat down on the curb.
He vaguely remembered..,
Yesterday, he was still joking with the old woman who sold newspapers,
She asked him if he had dropped something and came back to look for it,
He even jokingly replied, "Yes, I dropped a few pieces of meat."
"Boss, is this the scene of the body dumping case that officer Zhang mentioned 16 years ago?"
"Yes."
"Tsk tsk."
The old Daoist began to look around.
However, 16 years had passed. For a big city, 16 years was enough for earth-shattering changes.
Why did the old woman die,
Was it really the murderer of the dismembered body case 16 years ago who had reappeared and started to commit crimes?
Then why did he kill this old woman?
Zhou Ze licked his lips,
Actually..,
There was one more thing that Zhou Ze noticed,
Shouldn't selling newspapers on the street? Even if they set up a stall, they should find a place with high traffic. Why would that old woman set up a stall on this small road in the middle of the night?
This didn't make sense. An old woman who lived separately from her son should have come out to sell newspapers to support her family. Selling more newspapers must be the first thing she did.
"Boss, you told Officer Zhang that when you came yesterday, the murderer might have also come?
Isn't this too much of a coincidence? After all, 16 years have passed. Maybe the murderer is already dead. "
Zhou Ze didn't answer,
Instead, he raised his head,
He looked at the wall next to the small road,
Behind the wall was an old apartment building.
Zhou Ze was suddenly stunned,
It was as if a bolt of lightning had flashed across his mind,
Could there be another possibility?
That was,
The murderer,
Had been living in this dormitory building for the past 16 years?
When he and Old Zhang came here last night,
The murderer..,
Was actually standing behind the window of a room on a certain floor,
His gaze..,