Detective: From the Police Academy

Chapter 470 The disappeared tenant!
"Sister, Mr. Luo is so unreasonable. I worked so hard to participate in the preliminary investigation. I was busy for a week and lost a lot of weight. He should at least give me something to do, right? Look, he told me to get out!"

In the red Buick, Guo Lexuan complained while driving.

Jin Jiahui sat in the co-pilot seat and smiled: "Don't say that, Mr. Luo is doing this for your own good."

"How is it good for me? He just can't stand me!" Guo Lexuan pouted. She was so angry that she slapped the steering wheel hard.

"Ouch, it hurts!" Guo Lexuan took a breath and shook her hands.

"You think things are too simple. Although we are both in the police system, we are in different units. There must be requirements. How can we do it carelessly? By the way, Xiaoxuan, you have been on leave for more than ten days. Didn't your unit urge you to go back?"

"Senior Sister, you want to chase me away too?" Guo Lexuan looked completely depressed.

Jin Jiahui patted her shoulder gently: "How could it be? You are stupid. Mr. Luo asked you to sign a confidentiality agreement, which indirectly means that he agreed to let you participate in the investigation.

Although you can't participate directly, you can follow me to do logistics, otherwise how can I dare to take you to the autopsy room?"

Guo Lexuan smiled, then sighed: "Let's not talk about me, but you, Senior Sister. We have come up with such a mess now. No matter what the subsequent investigation results are, it will be difficult for you to work in the Municipal Bureau in the future."

Jin Jiahui also sighed and said, "Xiaoxuan, human life is at stake. Although I am a forensic doctor, I am also a police officer. I can't just pretend that I didn't find these suspicious points and let the truth be buried, right?

I didn’t insist on the first two bodies, and now it’s the third body, and the dead girl is so young, I can’t just turn a blind eye to it.”

Guo Lexuan nodded: "Yes, it's a good thing that Mr. Luo can come, otherwise the girl's body might also be sent to the incinerator. If we really investigate a homicide, there will not even be a body, and the evidence will not be fixed."

"Yes, if there is no body, there is no murder. According to the principle of presumption of innocence, the criminal suspect hiding behind this must be very happy."

Guo Lexuan nodded and turned back to the previous topic: "Senior sister, go and beg Mr. Luo to think of a way to transfer you so that you don't have to work in Longchuan City anymore.

When this matter is over, neither Li Pinghai nor Ding Wangjun will treat you well. "

Jin Jiahui shook her head: "I don't feel like thinking about this right now. If it doesn't work out, I can just quit. I don't believe they can do anything to me."

Guo Lexuan pursed her lips, wanting to say something but finally chose to shut up.

The car drove into a funeral home in the suburbs. Construction was going on on the left side of the yard, and a mud tanker was parked next to it.

Several workers were renovating the concrete floor next to the flower bed, and the pile driver was making the sound of "thump thump".

After Jin Jiahui and her partner got out of the car, they walked straight to the autopsy room behind the funeral home.

There was a staff member at the front desk who was eating fast food. When he saw Jin Jiahui, he put down his chopsticks and said, "Forensic Doctor Jin."

"I'm eating, Uncle Zhang."

"Yeah, what? It's so late? Do you still have work?"

Jin Jiahui took the key from the wall panel behind the counter and replied, "There is a body that needs to be thawed."

"Why do you have to go there in person? Just call me and I'll help you get it out."

"I can do it myself, you eat first."

Zhang Hongyi stood up and followed her into the autopsy room. "It's not a big deal. This is our job."

Jin Jiahui turned on the switch on the wall, and a "hissing" sound of electricity rang in her ears. The white woven light on the ceiling flashed a few times, and then the voltage stabilized, emitting a pale light.

Zhang Hongyi said: "This light is scary. We need to find an electrician to repair it."

Guo Lexuan smiled and said, "This is very consistent with the temperament of a funeral home. If a timid person saw it, he would be scared to death."

There are eight refrigerators standing against the wall on the left side of the autopsy room.

Jin Jiahui picked up the key in her hand and opened the morgue drawer number six below.

Zhang Hongyi grasped the handle of the drawer with both hands and pulled it out with all his strength.

The PVC body bag emitted a slightly cold air and white mist rose.

Jin Jiahui handed the key to Guo Lexuan and reached out to unzip the body bag.

A female face was revealed, her skin was blue and black, her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes were curled up one by one, and there were ice chips on her eyelids.

Her hair was tangled and stiff with cold and still steaming.

"Carry it out?" Zhang Hongyi asked.

"It needs to be thawed as soon as possible." Jin Jiahui nodded.

Zhang Hongyi found a roller cart, pulled out all the morgue drawers, and moved the body bags and corpses onto the roller cart.

He pushed the roller cart to the edge of the stainless steel dissecting table, and three people worked together to lift the body up.

Jin Jiahui clapped her hands and unzipped the body bag, revealing the entire body.

The body was naked, like a human-shaped doll.

There was an identification card tied to her right wrist. There was no specific name on it, which meant that it was an unidentified body, but there was a date for the preliminary autopsy.

Zhang Hongyi found some waterproof cloth and laid it under the dissecting table to prevent the thawed water from flowing onto the ground.

He also brought absorbent towels and laid them on both sides of the dissecting table.

At this time, he opened his eyes and looked at the face of the corpse, and sighed: "This girl is so young, just like a college graduate."

Guo Lexuan blinked: "How did you figure that out?"

Zhang Hongyi smiled and said, "I was just talking nonsense."

"How long have you been working here?"

"I have been working here since the funeral home was built. It has been nearly 30 years."

"Then you must have seen a lot of corpses like this, right?"

Zhang Hongyi nodded: "I started working at the incinerator, sending corpses into the furnace for burning. I have seen too many of these. I have seen tens of thousands of corpses, including old and young, male and female.

In our line of work, you can't think too much. If you think too much, something bad will happen.

People, in the end, will die and be sent to that furnace. It's really sad to think about it. Many young people don't want to work in funeral homes because they are afraid of this and don't want to be too close to death."

Guo Lexuan agreed: "That's true. Death is like a huge black hole. If you look at it for too long, your rationality will be devoured."

At this time, Jin Jiahui simply measured the temperature of the body with an instrument, and then looked at the watch: "It is four o'clock in the afternoon now. It will take 48 hours to thaw, but the time is not long. We will perform the autopsy at this time tomorrow afternoon."

"Okay." Zhang Hongyi replied, "The weather has been good these past two days, so the thawing should be quick. I'll keep an eye on it."

As for why they don't use air conditioning to heat up and thaw, no forensic doctor dares to do so. There are many reasons, including the destruction of evidence.

For example, the putrefaction of stomach contents can lead to failure of toxicological detection (e.g., the degradation rate of arsenic compounds can reach 90%).

Ice crystals in skeletal muscle pierce muscle fibers, making it impossible to determine whether there was mechanical injury before death.

In short, forcibly defrosting air conditioners or other equipment is not feasible and may also be illegal.

The most commonly used progressive thawing method is to move the body from -18 degrees Celsius to a 4-degree Celsius freezer, raising the temperature by two degrees every 24 hours. However, according to data, it takes about a week.

Or you can use vacuum thawing technology and dehydrate by utilizing the principle of ice crystal sublimation, but this requires the support of professional equipment.

Therefore, we can often see in criminal investigation TV dramas that the captain of the serious crime squad in charge of homicide cases often ask the forensic doctor for autopsy reports, but the forensic doctor simply cannot produce them for a while, and everything has to be done according to procedures, which takes time.

"Okay, let's go." After washing her hands, Jin Jiahui shouted to Guo Lexuan.

The two men walked out of the autopsy room, and Zhang Hongyi was responsible for locking the door.

After the three people left, the air in the autopsy room dropped rapidly, and the ice crystals condensed on the surface of the corpse began to slowly melt.

Because of the heat, her eyelids trembled slightly.

The water droplets formed by the melted ice covered her eyelids, gathered in her eye sockets, and then slowly dripped down.

This long-dead girl seemed to be crying silently...

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At night, six o'clock.

In a residential building in Longchuan City.

Luo Rui looked at the black and white portrait hanging on the wall of the entrance hall and frowned slightly.

This is the home of the first victim, Wan Gui.

The portrait in the photo is also his.

The man had thick eyebrows, big eyes, a serious expression, and was wearing a jacket.

Luo Rui turned his head and saw Wan Gui's widow and orphans sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Qiao Xue sat opposite them, leaning forward so that the law enforcement recorder on her chest could capture the mother and son more clearly.

In addition, Fang Yonghui held a notebook in his hand, ready to record some important content.

Facing the middle-aged woman who was still in the haze of losing her husband, Qiao Xue let out a sigh of relief and said comfortingly, "Sister, please accept my condolences. We are now conducting an investigation on you. Please answer the following questions truthfully."

The woman swallowed her saliva and said, "Officer, when you first came in, you said you were from the Provincial Public Security Bureau. My husband has been dead for more than half a year. Why are you investigating him now?"

"This...I can't tell you now, but you will know later." Qiao Xue nodded.

"Okay, go ahead and ask."

Qiao Xue looked at Luo Rui and saw that he had walked behind her. She cleared her throat and said, "Let the child leave for a while."

Wan Gui's son is only ten years old, which is the age to be in the fourth grade of elementary school.

He sat timidly on the sofa, holding the edge of it with both hands.

"Son, go back to your bedroom." The woman patted the child's arm.

"Mom, are these policemen helping those people collect debts? If that's the case, let's call my uncle and ask him to help us."

"Be obedient and go back to the bedroom." the woman urged.

Seeing the boy's resentful look, Qiao Xue hurriedly said, "Little friend, you misunderstood. We are not here to collect debts. We are the people's police. You should know that the police serve the people."

“You are not!” The boy shook his head: “My mom went to the night market to set up a stall, and you took away her tricycle.”

Fang Yonghui held his forehead and said angrily: "We are different from those people. Those people you are talking about are urban management officers."

"Son, be obedient and go back to the house!" The woman patted the boy on the back.

The boy stood up and looked at Fang Yonghui fiercely.

Seeing him leave, the woman breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm sorry, my son is ignorant."

Qiao Xue waved her hand: "I understand."

At this time, Luo Rui interrupted and said, "By the way, sister, does your family owe a lot of debt?"

The woman's face turned bitter, and she nodded heavily: "My husband couldn't stand the pressure because of this, and he left me and the children and chose to commit suicide."

"Do you really think he committed suicide?"

"Yes." The woman nodded: "I can't think of any other reason."

"Did he say anything to you before he died?"

"No, but before he committed suicide, he didn't sleep for several nights. He just sat on the sofa and smoked without turning on the lights. He just sat there."

"When was the last time you saw him?"

"I forgot the exact date, but he committed suicide in July last year. At 8 o'clock that night, after dinner, he said he had something to do and went out. He never came back." "Did he say anything to you before he left?"

"No."

"Didn't you say anything to the child?"

"Yes." The woman recalled, "Because it was the weekend, my child didn't have to go to school the next day. My husband seemed to have told him to do his math homework first, and he would check it the next day."

Luo Rui narrowed his eyes: "Did he really say these words?"

"Yes." The woman nodded.

"If that's the case, then why do you think he would commit suicide?"

"This..." The woman hesitated and said, "My eldest brother told me. My husband usually doesn't tell me anything, but my eldest brother works in the same logistics company as him, so we often come into contact.

My eldest brother said that my husband was distracted from work, and because he had saved up a lot of money to buy the land, and now that the land was not being demolished, people called every day to collect the debts. My husband told them several times that he didn’t want to live anymore.

"What's your eldest brother's name?"

"Ma Hongming."

Luo Rui continued to ask: "Sister, let me remind you that your husband's body was salvaged from the Longchuan River at 10 a.m. on July 7 last year.

Now think about it, did he leave home the night before, on the 6th, or before that?"

"I really don't know what day it was. I forget."

Fang Yonghui took out his phone and checked last year's calendar: "The 7th is Saturday, and the 6th is Friday. You just said that your child doesn't have to go to school the next day, so that means the 6th is Friday, right?"

"probably."

“Does your husband work on weekends?”

"He only has one day off a week. He has to work on Saturday."

"So he chose to commit suicide when he had to go to work the next day?"

At this point, the woman felt more and more suspicious. She swallowed and said, "Officer, what did my husband do? Can you tell me?"

Qiao Xue shook her head: "Sorry, I can't."

Seeing that he had asked almost all the questions, Luo Rui nodded to Qiao Xue, and the group left Wan Gui's house.

When the four of them went downstairs, Qiao Xue said, "Boss Luo, should we check out Wangui's company? This Ma Hongming should know more than his sister."

"Investigate, we must investigate." Luo Rui pondered, "By the way, where was Wan Gui's body salvaged?"

Fang Yonghui flipped through the notebook in his hand: "According to the information provided by Forensic Doctor Jin, it is in the lower reaches of the Longchuan River, which is northeast of Longchuan City."

"Also in the city?"

"Yes, it is said that a fisherman found the body while fishing and reported the case to the Longchuan Police Station."

"Where is Yong Cong's body?"

"Yong Cong's body was found in the river section in the main urban area. A group of winter swimming enthusiasts called the police and they also helped fish the body out."

Without waiting for Luo Rui to ask, Fang Yonghui continued, "The third unidentified female corpse was found by a fitness enthusiast who was jogging by the river in the morning. He then reported the matter to the Longchuan Police Station. The body was salvaged from under the Second Bridge, and there were many people watching the excitement at the time."

Luo Rui pondered, "If the forensic doctor Jin's judgment is correct, the place where the bodies fell into the water was in Shangpo Town in the southwest, more than 50 kilometers away from the urban area. How could these three bodies float to the urban area so quickly?"

Qiao Xue nodded: "Yes, let's not talk about the third body, let's talk about the first two bodies.

Wan Gui left home at 8 o'clock in the evening on July 6 last year. Did he go to the upper reaches of the Longchuan River, more than 50 kilometers away, and jump into the river to commit suicide?

Even so, he committed suicide at least in the second half of the night. If we count from 10 pm, his body was washed from the river section of Shangpo Town to the main urban area within 12 hours. This is obviously impossible. "

Qiao Xue followed up, "That's nothing. What's puzzling is Yong Cong. This man's behavior is even stranger. When he was drunk, he ran to Shangpo Town and jumped into the river to commit suicide. Could it be that the river in Shangpo Town is a suicide sanctuary?"

Fang Yonghui said, "You are wrong. Yong Cong did not commit suicide by jumping into the river. He fell into the river by accident and drowned while peeing. He went to Shangpo Town, more than 50 kilometers away, to pee."

Lin Chen rolled his eyes: "Just remember this."

Luo Rui ordered: "Lin Chen, you have to work overtime tonight and check the Internet to see if there is any information about this place."

"Okay, Mr. Luo."

Fang Yonghui suggested: "If it really doesn't work, let's do an experiment. Let's go to Shangpo Town and throw a doll that is almost as heavy as a corpse. Let's see how long it takes for the doll to float to the urban area."

Qiao Xue shook her head: "It depends on many factors, and it is also very time-consuming. If there is really no clue, you can give it a try."

Luo Rui groaned and said, "We can't just make a conclusion based on speculation, we need real evidence to support it.

So, Sister Qiao, you and Yonghui will set out tomorrow morning to Shangpo Town. Bring that person, Guo Lexuan, with you and have her help you to continue extracting water samples. You must find out where the three dead people fell into the water. Don't be careless!"

"Yes!" Qiao Xue and Fang Yonghui answered in unison.

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Ten o'clock in the evening.

Chu Yang, accompanied by two plainclothes detectives from the Municipal Bureau's detachment, stood in front of the gate of a residential complex called Lotus Community.

One of the policewomen, named Huang Ting, said, "Officer Chu, I have asked the Longchuan Police Station, and the house that Yong Cong rented before his death is in this community."

Chu Yang nodded: "Do you have the landlord's phone number?"

"Yes." Huang Ting took out her cell phone, opened her notebook, and dialed the number recorded on it.

Soon, the call was connected and Huang Ting pressed the speakerphone button.

A middle-aged man asked in a gruff voice, "Who is it?"

"Hello, we are from the Criminal Police Brigade of the Municipal Bureau."

"Who? The police? Why do the police want me?"

"It's like this, do you know a young man named Yong Cong?"

"I don't know him!" Then the other party hung up the phone.

There was a beeping sound in the telephone receiver.

Huang Ting spread her hands helplessly: "What should we do now?"

Chu Yang sighed and took out his cell phone: "Tell me the number and I'll call him."

Huang Ting nodded and gave the number.

Chu Yang pressed the call button, and after a moment, the other party answered the call.

"Hey?"

"Hello, I saw your rental advertisement posted outside the community. Do you have a house for rent in the Lotus Community? I live alone, and I would like to ask if it is convenient for me to view the house now?"

"Why are you looking at a room so late at night? Are you trying to amuse me?"

"No, sir, I just got off work. I only have time now. If it's convenient for you, please show me around. I'll rent it right away if I like it. The price is not a problem."

"Where are you?"

"It's just outside the Lotus Community."

"You wait!"

Chu Yang hung up the phone and shrugged.

Huang Ting touched her nose and looked at the honest Chu Yang: "Officer Chu, aren't you lying?"

"Really?" Chu Yang said with a smile, "Should we wait until tomorrow to come again? We can drive here and not spend money on gas?"

"This……"

Huang Ting and her colleague looked at each other and seemed a little bored.

In the time it took to smoke a cigarette, a short and fat middle-aged man in compromising clothes appeared at the gate of the community. He opened the door and Chu Yang and the other two took the opportunity to go in.

"Did you call?" asked the landlord.

Chu Yang nodded, took out his ID from his pocket and handed it to him: "We are from the Provincial Public Security Bureau, and we need your cooperation in the investigation of some matters."

"What?" The landlord was furious. "You lied to me? It's late at night and you're disturbing the neighbors. Don't I have to go to work tomorrow?"

Chu Yang replied indifferently, "You can file a complaint, but don't call Longchuan City's complaint hotline. Call the Provincial Public Security Department instead. I work for the Provincial Department."

Chu Yang emphasized his identity again, and the landlord's face turned pale.

"Why should I file a complaint? It's our duty as ordinary people to cooperate with the police in their investigation." The landlord's expression changed very quickly.

"By the way, what do you want to see me about?"

"Yong Cong, do you know him?" Chu Yang took out his photo and showed it to the landlord.

"Isn't this guy dead?" The landlord swallowed.

"How do you know he's dead?"

"He rented my house last year. His parents from the countryside came to my rental house to pack up his things. Luckily he died outside. If he died in my house, I would be in big trouble."

"Take us to see it."

The landlord hesitated and said, "What's so good about this? He doesn't have anything left with me."

Seeing Chu Yang's insistent look, he had no choice but to nod: "Okay, follow me."

The group walked to Building 3 and took the elevator upstairs.

Inside the car.

Chu Yang asked: "What is Yong Cong's personality like?"

"How should I know? But I can tell that this guy is a rogue."

"Does he usually live alone in the house he rents out?"

"He sometimes brings women here, and some men come to see him, but they are not good people anyway."

"How to say?"

The landlord hesitated and said, "You can tell by looking at his face. I've met a lot of people, and I've seen all kinds of people. This guy is definitely not a good person."

With a "ding" sound, the elevator reached the tenth floor.

The landlord took off a bunch of keys hanging from his waist and said, "This kid rented room number six."

Chu Yang asked: "Is anyone living in this house now?"

"No." The landlord sighed, "Last month, I rented it to a young couple, but who knew that they ran away without even asking for the deposit.

Before leaving, he even tore my mattress, officer, do you think I am unlucky or not?"

The landlord opened the door while shouting.

In the empty house, there was a pungent smell of dust...

(End of this chapter)