Chapter 388 Qixi Festival!

"Boss!!! Something bad has happened!!!"

The old Taoist screamed hoarsely, utterly terrified.

Well,

any normal male friend,

would inevitably feel a sense of shared sorrow.

Seriously,

even if a ghost or monster suddenly appeared,

the old Taoist wouldn't be this frightened.

Zhou Ze rushed over and glanced at the thing on the ground…

He took out his phone and called Zhang Yanfeng.

Instantly,

Tongcheng Police Department was shaken!

Because this "bond,"

heralded the return of the murderer in the dismemberment case sixteen years ago!

If,

the old woman's death was still half-veiled and difficult to fathom,

then the "bond" discovered by the old Taoist,

officially signaled the return of that person.

…………

"Is he provoking us?" Lawyer An said, standing beside Zhou Ze.

Yes,

he was almost driving back to the bookstore,

but after receiving Zhou Ze's call, he had to drive back around,

after all, he had accepted Zhou Ze's Other Shore Flower oral solution and enjoyed a hot pot meal,

and he was really embarrassed to give his boss a long face at this time.

Then,

Lawyer An rushed back,

a black line on his face,

facing the "bond" lying proudly on the ground.

"I don't know." Zhou Ze frowned slightly. "But I feel like he's putting on a show of force."

Lao Zhang hurriedly began to direct his subordinates. Other leaders and officers from the bureau were also dispatched, and even support from nearby city bureaus would arrive soon.

The killer demon who had been silent for sixteen years had reappeared. If they couldn't solve the case as soon as possible and bring the true culprit to justice, it could very likely become the second "Nan… University Dismemberment Case or Baiyin Case" after media fermentation.

From the police's perspective, imagine that later, no matter who summarizes the top ten unsolved or horrific cases in China, if this case can be on the list, it also means that they themselves will be pinned on the pillar of shame.

"Mobilize the surveillance. Yes, I know there are no surveillance cameras on this road. I want you to seize the time now and investigate the areas near the several entrances and exits that have surveillance. Find all the vehicles that may have entered and exited this road from this morning until now, and then go door-to-door to retrieve the contents of their dashcams.

"The murderer randomly discarded the garbage bag, disguised it as ordinary garbage disposal, and did it during the day, so it is very likely that a passing dashcam recorded the process of the murderer dumping the body parts!

"Don't tell me how difficult the job is. I only want results. Don't complain. If you don't complete the task, pack your bags and get out of here. The police force doesn't need good-for-nothings!"

Hanging up the phone,

Zhang Yanfeng took a long breath.

Zhou Ze looked at Lao Zhang with some surprise, because he felt that Lao Zhang's investigation method was very unique, but it seemed to be able to produce some unexpected results.

Thanks to the growing business of insurance scams in recent years,

and also thanks to the lack of relevant laws and regulations and the irresponsible mud-slinging law enforcement,

dashcams can now be regarded as standard equipment for vehicles.

Lao Zhang can now think of relying on this to find the picture of the murderer throwing garbage. It's really a novel idea.

Lao Zhang also walked over. He was breathing very rapidly and a little anxious. He even patted Lawyer An on the shoulder, pointed to the "bond" in front, and asked:

"This, do you have a way to deal with this?"

Lawyer An looked at Officer Zhang with a "are you out of your mind" expression,

"Sorry, I have limited ability to read useful information or do anything with just a bond. Unless you give me a more complete corpse.

"However, you can ask the boss. He used to be a surgeon. At first, he might have been assigned to perform circumcisions because he had nothing to do;

"You can ask him how to infer a person's height and weight based on the size of the bond,

"just like inferring based on a footprint."

"Have the previous investigations yielded any results?" Zhou Ze asked,

at the same time, Zhou Ze directly filtered out Lawyer An's even more bizarre topic.

Zhang Yanfeng nodded immediately, took out his mobile phone, and quickly found some records that had been photographed in the phone, saying:

"The old woman's son is in his forties this year. He is a large middle-aged man. The old woman's grandson is only ten years old, and no motive for her son to commit the crime has been found so far. Her son also has a good alibi."

According to Lao Zhang's previous speculation, since the old woman was willing to take that person on her tricycle, it should be a very close person, and they even went home together, so it is very likely that it was a relative.

As a result, no one in her circle of relationships has been found who meets the conditions. At least, for the time being,

her son cannot be the murderer.

Lao Zhang pointed to the two old-fashioned apartment buildings standing side by side in front of him, and said, "Because new body parts were found, the police officers who were previously responsible for visiting and investigating here were directly called down to protect the scene and evidence, which resulted in the investigation and visits here not being completed.

"However, there are indeed many families who have lived here for sixteen years. Of course, most of them are elderly people, and there are also some recent tenants, many of whom have come to Tongcheng to work and rent here. The occupancy rate is very high, and the composition of the personnel is also somewhat complicated.

"Now that police force is limited, we must first concentrate our efforts on this body part, and can only temporarily suspend the investigation of the specific situation of these two apartment buildings."

When handling a case, relying on a human wave tactic to find a needle in a haystack is often a method used only when there is really no other way.

Zhou Ze nodded to show his understanding.

But somehow,

Boss Zhou turned his gaze to the apartment building again,

feeling like,

there was a pair of eyes,

staring at this side from above.

Killing the old woman stimulated the police's suspicion of the case sixteen years ago,

and then openly throwing the body parts again in the same old place where the body parts were thrown sixteen years ago,

and what was thrown out was this part,

does it also represent a kind of his attitude?

If at this time, he was the murderer,

he would probably be in a place where he could see this place clearly, holding a cup of coffee in his hand, smiling as he watched a group of policemen being made to panic and run around by the bond he threw out,

while taking a sip, right?

"Lao An," Zhou Ze called out.

"Yes, Boss."

"Come with me to take a look at the apartment building in front."

"Okay, Boss."

…………

"Hehe."

The gap in the curtain was pulled open,

below,

there really are a lot of policemen.

An old man with graying hair picked up the teacup soaking with wolfberries in his hand,

and took two sips of water.

He was old,

and one of his legs was also lame,

although he insisted on not using a cane, it was difficult for him to walk or climb stairs.

The most painful thing was living on the sixth floor, and this old building didn't have an elevator.

A son and a daughter had both started families long ago. He could receive his own pension and didn't have to look at his children's faces. Of course, the children were too lazy to visit this old thing with a bad temper.

"Cough cough cough…………"

Continuous coughing,

the dull pain in his chest,

made him feel very depressed, as if a hand was constantly pinching his neck, not very hard, but just pinching it all the time.

He leaned against the wall,

breathing deeply non-stop,

and then,

he secretly lifted a little bit of the curtain,

and glanced at the densely packed police officers on the road downstairs.

"It's so fast, it's really so fast..."

The old man muttered,

remembering that back then, he had thrown it away for more than half a month. Every time he finished throwing it away, he would see the neighbors taking the meat he put there home to eat as if they had picked up a great bargain.

They ate until their mouths were full of oil, and they even came to him to play chess,

and secretly said that he had been lucky recently.

Then he couldn't stand his smug look and threw out a teat,

and the guy who played chess with him vomited for a week and didn't eat much.

He smiled,

but,

it was also quite interesting,

he just casually threw out a dick,

and this group of policemen were as anxious as dogs.

Hehe,

interesting,

really interesting.

The old man limped and took the teacup, heading towards the inner room.

He pushed open the door to the inner room,

on the bed,

lay a woman, already dead, because she had only just died, and the temperature in the room was very low due to the air conditioning, so the corpse had not yet emitted an obvious stench.

The thin old man climbed onto the bed,

lying down next to the woman's corpse,

he did not molest the woman's corpse,

just lying there quietly.

After lying there for about fifteen minutes,

he opened his eyes again,

and slowly climbed out of bed.

He limped to the window again, looked outside, the police were still there, hehe.

"Unfortunately, she won't be here tonight."

The old man seemed a little sad.

But the sadness was only temporary, and soon, a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes again.

He walked to the bathroom. In the bathtub in the bathroom, lay the corpse of a man, with several places on his body cut off, including the part in his crotch.

"In the sky, where is there such a pie in the sky, renting a house for three hundred yuan a month, don't you think that such a good thing would fall on your head."

The old man walked out of the bathroom again,

He sat down on the sofa,

took out a "Da Qianmen" cigarette,

and lit it. He took two puffs, and then coughed more violently, coughing up phlegm non-stop, but still insisted on continuing to smoke.

He looked up,

and looked at the calendar hanging on the wall,

The old man smoked the cigarette until only the filter was left before throwing it away,

"Cough cough cough"

It seemed like coughing,

but also like laughing,

"Oh,

it's Qixi today."

The old man reached out and waved in the direction of the bathroom and the inner room,

"Heh, Happy Holidays."