You're supposed to be a security officer, what case are you solving?

Chapter 12: A person was dragged into a cornfield?

Two hours later...

Zheng Kang, Yang Jinwen, and Maozi stood downstairs at the staff building, not leaving immediately.

Holding the collected transcript in his hand, Yang Jinwen repeated: "In other words, after Huang Cuicui returned to her parents' home on the evening of May 30th, there was nothing unusual about her."

On May 30th, at 7 p.m., after having dinner with her family, she left her parents' home and returned to her own home after being persuaded by her parents.

This matches the time of her murder as predicted by Wen Ling and the forensic doctor..."

Cat peeked out from the side, frowning, and asked, "Wait, how do you know the name of the new female forensic doctor?"

Yang Jinwen glanced at him: "That's not important."

"Isn't that important?" Cat looked surprised. "Xiao Yang, to be honest, I always feel like you know a lot about the personnel in our unit. Are you sent by the enemy?"

Yang Jinwen ignored him and instead looked at Zheng Kang: "Master, there are still some things we haven't figured out. Did Huang Cuicui take the bus home or walk?"

Maozi said, "The cotton mill is three kilometers away from the vegetable market in the north of the city, so she must have taken a car."

Zheng Kang gestured towards Maozi with his lip: "Call Huang Cuicui's younger brother down."

Cat blinked: "Uncle Zheng, why don't you call Yang Jinwen? He's a new cop, and he's also your newly accepted apprentice."

"Stop talking nonsense."

"Why am I always the one running errands?" Cat went upstairs sullenly.

Yang Jinwen put away the notebook and turned to Zheng Kang: "Master, feel free to ask me anything."

Zheng Kang looked at him with some surprise: "How did you know I had something to ask you?"

Yang Jinwen patted the notebook in his hand: "It's obvious. You were the one who started the questioning. You've been a criminal investigator for thirty years. You couldn't possibly have missed such important information. You were trying to get rid of Maozi, weren't you?"

Zheng Kang felt very uncomfortable that his thoughts had been seen through.

This master is so uninteresting. It's only been two days since he accepted the apprentice, but Zheng Kang already feels like he's the apprentice himself.

He clicked his tongue, glanced at the stairwell, and asked in a low voice, "Before, when there were many people, Cat was called here by his master to keep an eye on us."

"I wanted to ask you, what did you say to Maozi and the others in the meeting room before, besides using tools, what else would the murderer need at a dismemberment scene?"
What are your thoughts on this issue?

Zheng Kang asked the question tactfully, not saying that he couldn't think of anything, but instead asking Yang Jinwen what his thoughts were.

Yang Jinwen rolled his eyes and replied, "Master, now is not the time to talk about this. Even if I told you now, it would be useless."

Our immediate priority is either to find the scene of Huang Cuicui's murder or to find her belongings.

Yesterday it rained heavily all day, and many traces have disappeared. We'll have to find them little by little.

Our department is short-staffed, and the investigation is progressing too slowly. Our first task is to define the scope of Huang Cuicui's murder before I can answer your question.

In short, we police officers are no different from hunting dogs; we need to have a keen sense of smell.

"Do I need you to teach me this?!" Zheng Kang took a breath, wanting to curse.

Just then, hurried footsteps echoed in the hallway.

Cat led his men downstairs and said, "Uncle Zheng, Huang Mao said his sister walked home."

The blond-haired man followed behind him, chiming in: "That's right, I was going to take my sister home, but she said she wanted to clear her head by herself, and it wasn't dark yet."

Zheng Kang was about to speak when Yang Jinwen spoke first: "Which direction did she go from? Take us there."

Just as Huang Mao was about to lead the way, he saw Yang Jinwen already stepping to the left.

People usually leave the cotton mill's staff dormitory through the main gate, but Yang Jinwen went towards the north gate. Maozi called out, "Hey, you're going the wrong way."

The blond-haired man glanced at him and said, "He didn't go the wrong way. My sister always goes out the small path at the north gate when she comes home."

"Huh?" Maozi looked at Zheng Kang in surprise: "Uncle Zheng, look, this kid is so prescient. He didn't kill anyone, how does he know so clearly?"

Zheng Kang was annoyed and glared at him: "You should learn from him. He was so perceptive on his first day of work, and you've been interning for half a year and you're still running errands. Aren't you ashamed?"

"Uh..." The cat looked aggrieved.

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Yang Jinwen and the task force had walked this route from the cotton mill's staff dormitory to the Chengbei vegetable market three times in their previous lives.

However, because the case occurred so long ago, not only have the traces disappeared, but some of the buildings along the way have been demolished, and many new buildings have been built, so they are no longer what they were when the case occurred.

Having been reborn, Yang Jinwen felt a strong sense of disorientation as he walked along the streets that were both strange and familiar.

The cotton mill is located on the edge of the northern street of AY City. The road is desolate, with fields on both sides, before entering a slightly more prosperous neighborhood.

Preliminary examination of the body revealed that the murder weapon used to kill Huang Cuicui was a fruit knife, and the knife was used to stab her directly in the neck!

The murderer had no intention of harming the victim, nor did he leave any survivors.

Yang Jinwen looked at the fields on both sides. The lush green corn stalks had grown to waist height, enough to hide a person without any problem.

but……

Just as he was thinking "but," the cat behind him spoke up: "I think Huang Cuicui was definitely ambushed here!"

Zheng Kang took out a cigarette, offered one to Mao Zi, and then ignored Yang Jinwen. The two of them lit each other's cigarettes.

Zheng Kang asked, "Tell me your reasons?"

Cat took a drag of his cigarette and pointed to the cornfields on either side.

“There’s not a soul in sight here. If Huang Cuicui were to pass by and be murdered by the killer, no one would find out. It’s the perfect place to commit murder.”

Zheng Kang nodded and looked at Yang Jinwen, who was lost in thought: "Detective, what do you think?"

Yang Jinwen shook his head: "She wasn't killed here."

Zheng Kang then asked, "The reason?"

"We have all seen Huang Cuicui's body. When she was murdered, her eyes were filled with terror, and there were no defensive wounds on her body. She must have been attacked by the murderer without any warning."

Furthermore, Huang Cuicui returned home at 7 PM that day. It's already summer, and although the cornfield could easily conceal someone, it's some distance from the road. It's impossible for Huang Cuicui not to notice the murderer.

Cat retorted, "Detective, that's just your conjecture..."

He took a few steps back, spread his arms, and made a running motion.

"For example, the murderer waited for Huang Cuicui to walk ahead, then silently jumped out of the cornfield and attacked her from behind!"

Most people would be completely unprepared in this situation, which fits what you said, that Huang Cuicui was quite frightened.

"To say that they weren't murdered here is a rather arbitrary assertion!"

Yang Jinwen shrugged: "And then?"

Cat replied with absolute certainty, "Huang Cuicui was definitely dragged into the cornfield by the murderer!"

(End of this chapter)