Life as a police officer in America

Chapter 608 The stake is too big
The warehouse of a furniture factory is a typical western-style warehouse building with a rectangular shape and a semi-curved dome. The height from the ground to the windows is more than three meters high.

There are a total of fourteen windows in this warehouse. There are many windows, but the lighting is average. The warehouse exudes a strong smell of raw wood mixed with the smell of resin.

Not long after, the inspector found that Wang Dengming was always checking the windows of the warehouse, and said, "These windows are all fitted with iron rods. What are you looking at?"

Wang Dengming pointed to one of the windows.

"Do you think a window like that would allow a thief to climb in?"

"It's perfectly fine without the iron bars. Do you mean to say that the person who killed Stahl climbed in through the window?"

"It can only be a human being who kills Stahl and Heather. I don't believe the devil would use a syringe. Bertman Lun swore he didn't kill Stahl, and his driver also said that the Tell didn't bring any medicine with him at the time, even if Bertmann did it, where did the medicine come from?"

Inspector: "You mean, someone hid in the warehouse in advance, and after Bertman Lun locked his prey in the warehouse, he started to do it, well, this place can hide people, but Bert Manlon's buddy said It is clear that there is no one in the warehouse."

"Did they search at that time?"

The detective is at a loss for words.

He pondered for a moment, and lit a cigarette.

"You really doubt it that way?"

Wang Dengming smiled and said: "Inspector, in fact, you have already thought of many problems. You want to stop helping Sith, a bastard who is not very authentic. That must be the case."

"The case is solved, it's theirs."

"You can't bring emotions into your work, Inspector. Strictly speaking, Xin Mohai is an officer. That's right, let's get down to business. Let's just ask one question. Can demons use syringes?"

"Should...no, we use Sith's logic analysis, the person doing the work is Bert Manlon, he laid out a tarot array for us, and he is the murderer."

"No, I don't think Bertman Lumber has set any traps. The flaw is too big. Do you believe the woman he said called him?"

"That's part of Bertmann's design, if the hypothesis holds."

"Okay, don't assume, let's assume another crime scene, someone is hiding in the warehouse, and they will do it when Steer comes in. Is it true?"

"It's not very reliable, it's not reliable at all. Who would hide in the warehouse and attack Stahl, and how would he know when Stahl was locked in? What is the relationship between the murderer and Stahl? Why? Do you want to use such a special method to kill Stuer?"

"Therefore, the greatest possibility is that someone crawled in from the outside and found a ladder, Inspector."

"Captain Sith said they've checked those windows, no problem."

"Sith said he checked it, which means he didn't check it. He is a lazy and perfunctory guy. I know him better than you."

The ladder was found, and Wang Dengming carefully inspected each window. When he checked No. 12 windows, Wang Dengming found something tricky. The panes of the windows seemed to be intact, but three of the panes were smashed by Qi Gen. It was broken, and the broken marks were connected very neatly. If you don't look carefully, you can't find that the window has been tampered with.

From the exit of the three broken panes, Wang Dengming climbed out of the window.

On the eaves of the window, he found half of a shoe print. Wang Dengming still couldn't tell what kind of shoe it was.

The color on the shoe prints is the same color as the mud on Ferrari tires.

Wang Dengming estimated that the shoe prints were old or new for no more than a month.

He asked the detective to come up and check.

The two left the warehouse and came under the window.

Wang Dengming raised his head and said, "Can you find traces of climbing on the wall?"

"Yes, that seems to be the imprint of the shoes crawling, is it mud? How did the suspect get up?"

"Rope, there is an iron hook at the end of the rope, hooked up to the window."

"How did you know?"

"I used to use this method when I used to train team members to climb walls. It requires certain wall-climbing skills to climb up. Look, the walls of the warehouse are slippery and slippery."

"Who do you think climbed the wall?"

"A trained person, um, assuming this person is a murderer, he must be a well-trained person, look at the marks on the wall, look, one point, two points, three points... a total of five points, and the span he climbed is large Not to mention, it’s still very uniform, what does it mean, he must be a trained person, not a policeman, someone from the army, or a martial arts boxer or something.”

The inspector narrowed his eyes and watched for a long time.

"I didn't see the five points where your feet stepped on the wall, where are they? I'm not nearsighted."

"The traces are very subtle. Don't forget. I used to be a special police instructor. The murderer shouldn't have entered the warehouse to kill people on a muddy night. His flaw is here. His feet were covered with mud. Check, ten days ago, where It's raining, the more accurate the better."

After asking people near the furniture factory, NO.16 had rained last month.

Wang Dengming quickly interrogated Bert Manlun.

McJamin was one person who knew the inside story of the Ferrari case, Bert Manlen was one, and Phoebe Di was the person who knew the most about Stell and Heather's itinerary.

Wang Dengming vaguely felt that the shadow of the manipulator behind the case seemed to be getting clearer and clearer, as if within reach, but thousands of miles away.

Who knew that Stahl was imprisoned in Bertman Lun's warehouse, who knew that Stahl would make his own antidepressants, who knew that Stahl went to buy a car, who knew that Stahl's car was stolen, The thief was still McGeeming, who followed the stolen car to the furniture factory, and who notified Steer to come to the furniture factory to get back his car.

This case, whether overtly or secretly, is more or less related to Fei Bidi.

In Sith's office, Sith stared at Wang Dengming until he finished speaking.

"Sergeant Wang, according to your logic, the biggest suspect is Fei Bidi? Do you know what you are talking about? Mr. Sharp Sheriff."

"Let me make a statement first. I didn't say that Fei Bidi was the murderer, but Fei Bidi participated in any link of the case, didn't she?"

"Don't forget, Phoebe is dead, he's dead, his body is rotting."

"Captain, don't forget, on the rainy day of No. 16 last month, he just came to the furniture factory, and he even called Bert Manlun."

"They made a phone call, so you think the murderer is Phoebe?"

"No, it's just a suspicion. Phoebe Di is a veteran with special training. He is also Stahl's father's personal bodyguard. He is fully capable of climbing up to the warehouse with ease."

"This is even more incomprehensible. Why did he murder the employer's son?"

"This is also a question I am interested in. Combined with Helene's autopsy report, Phoebe may still be alive. He is the real operator of the smoke bomb. We, including Burt Manlon, have been played by him."

"Unless you can find Phoebe."

"I also want to find him to prove my inference. As long as it is proved that Fei Bidi is still alive, it is clear at a glance who is the real murderer."

In the silent office, Sith suddenly laughed strangely.

The inspector sat on the stool with his legs crossed, looking at Sith with a half-smile.

Wang Dengming pinched his cheeks and smiled at Sith.

"Okay, as long as you can find Fei Bidi, you will be the boss of the county criminal police team."

"Okay, if I can't find Phoebe, I'll buy a plane ticket and go back to China."

The detective hurriedly said: "The stakes are too high. Let me give you a constructive suggestion. We won. The credit for solving the case belongs to the Alaska Gumeng Town Police Department. How about it?"

Sith readily agreed: "You are doomed, how can the dead come back to life!"

　I wish all book friends: good luck in the Year of the Tiger, and great luck in the Year of the Tiger!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)