C33 (1/2)
An uncooled pressure cooker, a strange smell of meat, a corpse with its right hand cut off in the bedroom, and a right hand that nobody knew where it went …
After putting all these clues together, looking at the oil in the pressure cooker and smelling the fragrance of the meat that still hadn't dissipated, I suddenly felt a wave of nausea, and my stomach kept churning …
”Brother, the one stewed in this pot is the right hand of the deceased, right?” I asked the old policeman, fighting back my nausea.
Li Fengyun's face turned ugly, he naturally thought of this too. The old policeman nodded, ”The murderer is a cruel pervert. After killing the victim, he chopped off his right hand and threw it into a high-pressure pot to boil. There was even some salt in the pot …”
The old constable led us into the living room, where several evidence bags were placed on the table. One contained a dagger thirty centimeters long, one a sharp kitchen knife, and the other a right hand that was almost fully cooked.
The murderer killed and dismembered the body and put the dead man's right hand in a pot of salt stew, which showed that he hated the dead man so much that he would dishonor the body by dismembering the body after killing the victim.
The old policeman continued, ”He Jinfa is a bad guy who has offended a lot of people and has not locked down the suspect yet. He has a lot of enemies, the two murder weapons found at the scene are his own, he carries the dagger with him, and the kitchen knife is placed in the kitchen. The killer is very careful in his work, so he is unable to find any useful clues for the time being, so he tentatively inferred that the killer sneaked into his room while He Jinfa was sleeping, and after using ether to completely stun He Jinfa, he stabbed his heart with a dagger, then used his kitchen knife to cut off his right hand and threw it into a pot of boiling water before leaving.”
”Oh, the killer came in through the front door using the spare key left in the weak box by Blonde, didn't he?” His house was on the second floor, and there was an iron fence outside the window. The other person should have walked through the main entrance, and the old policeman had previously said that He's little brother had used the spare key to enter the house, so the killer probably knew why the blonde had left the key in the box.
The old policeman nodded, ”Yes, it should be so, but the killer didn't leave any fingerprints on him, and there was no footage of him on the surveillance camera.” The old policeman nodded, ”Yes, it should be so, but the killer didn't leave any fingerprints, and there weren't any footage of him on the surveillance camera.
He Jin's death was more tragic, but Xu Haoqing had left the scene after a quick inspection. Either he had more important matters to attend to, or he didn't think that this case was enough for him to focus all his energy on it.
Last night, I looked at Xue Lu's body which had committed suicide by jumping off a building, and now, I saw that the corpse of He Jin had been killed. I felt terrible inside. Two fresh lives left in such a short period of time, sigh …
The old constable took the phone from another evidence bag and showed us the picture of Hawkins before he died.
In the photos, he was bare-chested, revealing his tattoos and the chain that hung from his neck. Combined with his buzz cut and muscular body, as well as the others who looked alike, he gave people a strong feeling of being a brother to society.
After looking at a few pictures, I suddenly remembered.
No wonder he looked so familiar. There was no blood on his face, but I recognized him.
This guy was the one who had caused trouble at the small restaurant, the leader.
I also understood what happened to the soft tissue on his face. When he was teasing the girl, he was knocked down by Zhou Yuankun who was drinking alone in the corner …
Li Fengyun also looked at the photo and frowned. He then went close to my ear and whispered, ”It's him?”
The old policeman's phone rang and he ran to the other side to pick it up, leaving me and Li Fengyun behind.
”Boss, what a coincidence. This He Jin is the guy who was beaten up by Zhou Yuan Kun that night.”
”Yeah, I think so too. Shu Jing, do you think this has something to do with Zhou Yuankun?”
Before I replied, the old policeman over there had already hung up the phone and said, ”I just received the news. He had a fight with someone the night before yesterday, and was hit. The one who hit him was none other than the recently suspended Little Zhou. Zhou Yuankun, I just reported to Captain Xu.
The faces of the policemen in the room did not look too good. Maybe they were good friends with Zhou Yuankun.
However, the old policeman's status was not low. As soon as he said that, a few people immediately stood up with the old policeman. They were preparing to take action.
Li Fengyun and I also left the room with them. We quickly got into the car and headed towards Zhou Yuankun's house.
Along the way, Xu Haoqing's voice came from the old policeman's walkie-talkie, ”Old Zhao, don't scare the snake by turning off the siren. I just called Yuan Kun, but no one answered. Be careful. Yuan Kun is extremely skilled, sigh …”
”Old Zhao has received it. Request for reinforcements …”
On the other side of the walkie-talkie, Xu Haoqing's voice was filled with disappointment and helplessness …
I'm a bit suspicious. Was the death of He Jin Kun caused by Zhou Yuankun?
Zhou Yuankun was a member of the ”C” organization? Was it a spy from the police station?
It doesn't make much sense.
Zhou Yuankun was very good, so it was easy to kill him. Was there a need to use ether?
Besides, did he have a motive?
Was it just because of the conflict at dinner that night?
It was unlikely. Even if Zhou Yuankun was a spy, even if he was an elite, there was no reason for him to kill a hoodlum like He Jin.
After the police car had driven away for a while, I felt that the police might have made a mistake and said, ”Brother Zhao, why do I feel that something is wrong?”
When Old Zhao heard this, he frowned and asked, ”What do you mean?”
”Zhou Yuankun doesn't seem to be the real culprit, does he have anything to do with the death of Blondie?”
Old Zhao: ”Although there's no evidence, Yuan Kun won't answer the phone. There's a possibility that it might be related to him.”