Eyes that are the same as those of evil

Chapter 183 The Murderer Tan Jia 2
Tan Jia has no enemies. Whether he was abroad or in the past few months of investigating cases after returning to China, he has very few people with whom he has conflicts.

But last night, that person really wanted to kill her. In the dream, when she was experiencing the murderer's emotions from his perspective, his hatred and pain were very obvious. Such intense emotions shouldn't have been directed at her.

“The person he wanted to kill might not be me; someone lured him into 107.” Tan Jia recounted the entire incident to Zheng Yan and the others before drawing this conclusion.

Zheng Yan's expression was grave: "Not many people know that you can dream about the crime scene. If someone deliberately lured the murderer into your room without knowing that you could avoid it in advance through your dream, then they really wanted to use someone else to kill you. If they couldn't kill you, they would use the second method: kill someone else to frame you."

If she hadn't dodged quickly, she probably would have been finished.

However, there is another possibility.

He asked, "Was the deceased a guest of this guesthouse? If so, he might be the person the murderer wanted to kill. But the murderer went to the wrong place and alerted you, so he simply knocked you unconscious and then dumped the body in your room to frame you."

Tan Jia shook her head: "I haven't heard anyone at the guesthouse mention it, and no one I knew has come forward to say who the deceased was."

She paused for a moment, then continued, "I think the killer was after me. The only person I can think of who fits this description is that voyeuristic 'righteous army.' But he used to think we were on the same side, and now he wants to kill me. This means something happened that made his impression of me so extreme."

All of this is just speculation; we'll have to wait for a thorough investigation to find out the specifics.

Seeing that her face was still a little pale, Zheng Yan reassured her, "It's okay. As long as you didn't actually kill anyone, the murderer's crime will definitely not fall on your head. How's your wound? Have you seen a doctor? You'd better go to the hospital."

She shook her head, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw several familiar faces enter through the door.

It involves trace evidence examination and forensic medicine.

With most of the people arriving, the criminal investigation team took over the scene. Zheng Yan was more experienced and efficient than the previous police officers. He quickly assigned tasks to everyone and then pointed out the last few people to Tan Jia.

"We need to avoid this matter appropriately, so one team will participate in the investigation."

She expressed her understanding, and a group of female police officers came over to question her, asking her about the blood-stained clothes.

"I packed all the clothes I took off into bags, along with photos of the scene, photos of the deceased, photos of my wounds, and photos of me wearing blood-stained clothes, all preserved from different angles."

Moreover, Lin Zhiyue possesses a photographic memory.

The policewoman gave her an approving look, and Zheng Yan, standing to the side, wore a proud expression, praising her first: "Well done."

Then he patted her arm and told her to rest well before going to the crime scene himself.

Tan Jia let out a breath, sat down again, and looked at Lin Zhiyue, who had been holding her hand the whole time: "You did a great job too. Now we just have to wait for Captain Zheng and the others' investigation."

Lin Zhiyue looked into her eyes: "But you don't seem at ease."

The eyes are one of the organs that express emotions, so it's not surprising that he could see it.

She paused for a moment, then looked past the crowd and the police tape towards the entrance of room 107.

"Yes, because I had a strong feeling that if it really was that army of justice coming for me, it couldn't be that simple." Sure enough, after conducting a preliminary autopsy at the scene, forensic doctor Lao Li discovered a clue that was very unfavorable to her.

"The deceased's time of death was probably between 2 a.m. and 4 a.m. The cause of death was excessive blood loss. The murder weapon was an arrow. The arrowhead pierced his heart from the front and then into his lung, causing pulmonary hemorrhage and interruption of heart pumping... There were about ten arrows in your room. Although there was no blood on them, the forensic examination also found bloodstains on the sink, which clearly indicates that someone washed something there."

Faced with the question, Tan Jia was not surprised and calmly explained: "If someone wants to frame me, it is normal to use my things as a murder weapon. Perhaps only my fingerprints can be detected on them."

That's hard to say. The forensic examiner put all her bows and arrows into an evidence bag and continued to investigate other details.

The blisters scattered all over the ground destroyed some clues. The diluted blood mixed together made it impossible to tell where the victim was first stabbed, and it was also difficult to determine the circumstances of the attack by looking at the shape of the blood splatter.

After the forensic team completed their preliminary examination and had the body taken away, Old Li asked Zheng Yan and the others with concern, "Do you know the identity of this deceased person?"

"We don't know yet. We couldn't find his information in the system, and nobody here knows him," Xiao Chen relayed the technical team's feedback.

Old Li: "I do have some information to provide. Judging from the deceased's appearance, he should be between forty and forty-five years old. His clothes were washed until they were almost white, his teeth were crooked, and it looked like he had never had his teeth cleaned. The area where his index and middle fingers touched was yellow. He should have been an old smoker with very modest financial means. Logically speaking, he wouldn't be in a place where only rich people come to book out."

“So the deceased wasn’t a tourist here. Nor was he an employee, because the employees here all wear special uniforms,” Xiao Chen said, his brows furrowed. “That’s strange. How did this person get in, and how did he end up in room 107?”

"Let's check the surveillance footage. Surveillance cameras are everywhere. If he's coming here, there's bound to be a section of the road that will be filmed," one of the team members said.

The surveillance video in the guesthouse was left by the guesthouse owner at Tan Jia's request. Xiao Chen and his team divided the work and were still discussing Tan Jia's matter while waiting for the video to download.

"Is she the girl who had the dream? What exactly happened?"

"Someone wanted to kill her, she fainted, and the dead person turned out to be a mysterious person, and she became a suspect. That's basically the story. The protagonist becomes a suspect, a common plot device in suspense movies."

"Could it be that someone from a previous case is targeting her and wants revenge?"

"We also want to know if that's the reason. We'll have to trouble you to investigate further. Anyway, it's definitely not her who killed him. We suspect there was a third person at the scene."

As they were talking, the surveillance video finished downloading and could be fast-forwarded. Xiao Chen pulled up the surveillance footage of the 107 corridor and fast-forwarded from the moment Tan Jia returned to her room last night.

Fast forward to 2:07 AM, a figure with their head down appears in the corridor, stops at the door of 107, looks around, and then swipes their card to go inside.

In the dim light, the face was not clearly visible, but based on the height, posture, clothing and other characteristics, it was the deceased.

After the deceased went inside, time continued to fast forward, but no more suspicious people appeared until dawn. A room service staff member passed by the door of room 107 and discovered the water flowing out. Then a group of people gathered at the door.

The two people in front of the screen were stunned.

One of the team members hesitated and asked, "You just said that you suspect there is a third person at the scene... but according to the surveillance footage, there are only Tan Jia and the deceased in 107."

(End of this chapter)