Chapter 387

"She's re-enacting the movements she made last night while riding her bicycle home."

Zhang Yanfeng finally understood. Although the feeling of watching a dead corpse start moving always gave him goosebumps, since it was for the sake of investigating the case, Lao Zhang had to continue observing carefully.

Of course, Lao Zhang was also worried that if the corpse kept moving like this and then suddenly stopped, what would be the point of all this trouble?

After all, according to the initial clues obtained from the investigation, the old woman was probably riding her tricycle home when someone caught up from behind and killed her with a brick.

It was possible that the old woman herself didn't even know who had killed her.

But just then, the old woman, who had been making riding motions, suddenly stopped.

Her head also twisted to the side, and her mouth began to open and close repeatedly.

"She… she was talking!"

Lao Zhang immediately exclaimed, and at the same time, he reached out and grabbed Attorney An's shoulder, asking:

"Why is there no sound? Why is there no sound?"

Attorney An rolled his eyes at Lao Zhang. "Just having the movement is enough. You want sound too? It's like buying an inflatable doll and expecting her to cook for you?"

This…

No sound.

So, they didn't know what she had just said.

Lao Zhang immediately took out his phone, ready to film it, but as soon as his camera turned on, the old woman turned her head back and continued making the motion of riding a tricycle.

Immediately afterwards,

The old woman's head suddenly jutted forward,

And then,

Her hands and feet all fell together, no longer moving.

The back of her head had suffered a heavy blow from a brick, killing her instantly.

Most importantly, Lao Zhang hadn't even had time to record the shape of the old woman's mouth when she was talking earlier; otherwise, he could have gone to a specialized research institute to have a lip-reading analysis done.

Zhou Ze walked over to the corpse,

And silently lay down next to it,

The others around him watched him.

"Boss, what are you doing?" Lao Dao asked, then, as if he had thought of something, he immediately said, "Boss, no, although I know it's cool here, you can't take a nap here."

Zhou Ze ignored Lao Dao, but raised both hands and pumped his legs,

He was,

Imitating the old woman's riding motion.

Immediately afterwards,

Zhou Ze began to recall the scene he had just seen, his neck began to twist, and his body began to lean to the side. After remembering the angle, Zhou Ze got up and stood up again.

Attorney An stood with his hands in his pockets, watching Zhou Ze's performance, while Lao Dao was completely confused.

Lao Zhang immediately figured out the key point and immediately stood behind Zhou Ze, and directly behind him.

After Zhou Ze stood up,

His feet didn't move, but his hands stretched out, making the motion of holding the tricycle handlebars, and then his waist began to lean to the side, and his head began to twist.

Everything was a re-enactment from the angle he could make while lying on the ground.

Because when the old woman was brought back to "life" by Attorney An to perform just now, she didn't have any props in her hands, and she was lying down.

Therefore, some movements, at least from Zhou Ze and the others' point of view, couldn't be seen very three-dimensionally.

When Zhou Ze's waist began to lean to the side and his neck also turned,

Zhou Ze's upper body almost leaned over for the most part, and with the rotation of his head,

His gaze,

Completely met the gaze of Officer Zhang behind him.

"The murderer was sitting on the old woman's tricycle at the time!"

"The murderer was sitting on the tricycle!"

Zhou Ze and Lao Zhang blurted out at the same time.

Judging from the old woman's actions a few minutes before her death, yes, that was right. The old woman had spoken to the murderer. The murderer had indeed launched the attack from behind, but not in the way the police had previously speculated, by rushing up from behind. The murderer was sitting behind on the tricycle.

Last night,

The old woman was carrying the murderer,

Home together!

Lao Zhang immediately took out his phone, dialed his subordinate's number, and began to instruct:

"Re-investigate the old woman's family relationships and interpersonal relationships, focusing on whether there are any short people walking around her, that is, small-sized adults."

Judging from the force of the brick attack, it couldn't have been a child, because children don't have that much strength, but since the other party was able to sit on a tricycle ridden by an old woman, then his size certainly wouldn't be very large.

Even,

Possibly similar to a semi-dwarfism patient.

"Also, check all the residents who still live in the two old apartment buildings near the scene of the body dumping, focusing on old residents who have lived there for at least sixteen years." Zhou Ze thought for a while and added, "The age range can be larger, over thirty-five years old, and we can't let go of older people."

Because,

In Zhou Ze's opinion,

If the two murders were really committed by the same murderer,

Sixteen years ago,

After the murderer killed and dismembered the body,

He was obviously in a playful and fun-seeking mood, very relaxed and very comfortable.

In this case sixteen years later, the murderer simply slapped the person to death with a brick and then left directly.

Although both were murders, the attitude towards the act of murder was completely different.

Of course, there were many guesses that could be applied, such as the advancement of police criminal investigation technology or the presence of cameras in many places, and the murderer's desire to avoid risks, but one guess was most likely,

That is,

The murderer,

Is old.

"Okay, I understand. I'll give the order right away." Lao Zhang nodded immediately and made another phone call.

"Done? Shall we go find a place to eat?" Attorney An asked, then gave Zhou Ze a meaningful look, "Really eat."

Next, the three of them came out of the police station and went directly to a hot pot restaurant near Xiaoshi Bridge.

As soon as Zhou Ze entered the restaurant, he had an ominous premonition,

Because hot pot was heavy on oil and spiciness, and these things were the most hated and rejected by ghost messengers.

Sure enough,

After ordering a large amount of dishes and the oily pot was brought to the table, Attorney An looked at Zhou Ze, beckoned, and said, "Boss, some manjusaka juice?"

Zhou Ze instinctively wanted to refuse,

Of course, he knew that he usually ate so happily, and all of this was under Attorney An's nose. Boss Zhou also knew that it was not a big problem to use platitudes like "No pain, no gain" to fool Liu Chuyu and Lao Zhang, but he certainly couldn't fool Attorney An.

"Considering that I helped you investigate the case today, this is extra labor, right?"

Zhou Ze sighed, took out a bottle, and handed it to Attorney An.

Attorney An took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, then drank it all in one breath, and then, he greedily stared at the hot pot in front of him,

Even,

Tears dripped down.

"Finally, I can, happily, eat hot pot again!!!"

At this time, the waiter happened to bring up the beef trachea and tripe, and was startled to see Attorney An like this.

These days, it was really rare to see someone who could be moved to tears by eating a hot pot.

"How much skill do you still have?" Zhou Ze asked as he put a piece of tender beef into his plate.

"Not much, not little, just enough, after all, I've been around for so many years." Attorney An didn't care, he kept putting dishes in and taking them out, eating heartily.

"I don't have much of that stuff left." Zhou Ze gave a warning in advance.

"I know, I know, but it's okay. I seemed to have discovered someone planting manjusaka in Changzhou before. After you finish drinking, we'll take some time to make a trip to Changzhou."

"Is this situation very common now?" Zhou Ze asked.

"I said, the wind is rising, but I don't know what kind of wind it is or what it will blow down. Even if I am reinstated to my original position now, I am not qualified to know.

At this time, it's not surprising what kind of chaos will happen."

The three of them had a delicious and flavorful hot pot, eating to their heart's content.

After leaving the hot pot restaurant, Lao Dao pointed to the simple foot massage shop across the street and asked:

"How about getting a foot massage to relax?"

Attorney An smacked his lips, obviously, he and Lao Dao had a high demand in that area, but the tastes of the two were too different to go to the same place.

"Let's go back." Zhou Ze said.

"Tsk." Attorney An shook his head helplessly. He did know of a good high-end club nearby.

"Sigh." Lao Dao was also a little disappointed. He had several big girls who needed care in this area.

The two looked at each other and reached a tacit understanding at this time: next time they were full and wanted to indulge,

They wouldn't bring this spoilsport boss with them.

Attorney An drove his car and left first. When Lao Dao started the car, Zhou Ze added, Let's go over there again.

"Okay, Boss."

The car drove back into that small road.

The two got out of the car, and Zhou Ze stood on the side of the road, looking at the old apartment building in front of him. Zhou Ze had already seen several police cars parked outside the community when he came.

The police officers arranged by Lao Zhang should have already started investigating as he said.

Lao Zhang didn't ask why,

And didn't need to ask why.

Lao Dao looked at Zhou Ze and then at the apartment building in front of him, shaking his head helplessly. In his opinion, the boss was addicted to playing Conan games.

At this time, he happened to go to the trash can to put out his cigarette butt. When he threw the cigarette butt away, he found a red plastic bag next to the trash can.

Lao Dao didn't care at first. After all, throwing the garbage bag next to the trash can was already considered a relatively civilized behavior.

He kicked the garbage bag with his foot, wanting it to move closer to the trash can, but the feeling on his foot made him feel like he had kicked something very soft.

Lao Dao's eyes widened immediately,

Holy crap,

No way,

Why is it always me?

He swallowed,

Lao Dao squatted down,

Trembling, he reached out and opened the garbage bag,

No,

Impossible,

It shouldn't be that coincidental.

The garbage bag was opened,

Revealing a piece of meat inside.

"Hiss…………"

Lao Dao immediately took a breath of cold air,

But then,

His mood calmed down.

This was pork,

Lao Dao could still tell this clearly. In the local area, it was called spareribs, which were very suitable for making pork belly and braised pork.

It's good that it's not human meat,

It really scared this Daoist.

Lao Dao angrily stretched out his foot and kicked the garbage bag,

Serves you right for scaring your Daoist!

The plastic bag was kicked over,

As a result,

Another thing fell out of the plastic bag,

This time, Lao Dao was directly scared and collapsed on the ground,

Pointing at that thing,

His voice began to tremble:

"Kid…………"