The Rise of the Peninsula

Chapter 222 0185 – New Case
September is the harvest season. The weather in Yunxi City is good this year, and the crops in the fields are growing gratifyingly. Farmers who have worked hard for a year are anxiously waiting for the autumn harvest.Shuangta Village, the most remote village in Yunxi City, is named after two ancient pagodas erected in the village. The village is close to the north, so the local farmers use sorghum as their main crop.Sorghum can be eaten, and it can also be used to make wine. It can be said that it has many uses."Red Sorghum", directed by director Zhang Yimou and starring Jiang Wen, Gong Li, Teng Rujun, etc., can be said to be popular all over the country. The saying "Sorghum is red, Jiuer is smiling" has been deeply remembered since I was a child.

In the early morning, when the sun just opened his eyes on the horizon, an old man in coarse clothes and cloth shoes was carrying an adze and holding a cigarette pipe in his mouth, humming "The Little Widow Goes to the Grave" comfortably, twisting and twisting along the path in the village. Go to your own sorghum field.

"Old Zhang, busy!" The old man shouted to his fellow villager as he passed a sorghum field.

"Hey, are you busy, are you just going to the ground now?" Old Zhang put down the adze in his hand, and said with a towel hanging around his neck, wiping the sweat on his forehead.

The old man took the cigarette pouch from his mouth, exhaled a puff of smoke that choked his nose, squinted his eyes and said, "I just have a little place, there's no need to get up so early, I guess I can finish it in a week or so."

"That's fast enough. If you take a look at my house, you won't be able to harvest it in half a month." Old Zhang looked up at the sorghum field that could not be seen with a sad face.

"What are you worried about this year's bumper harvest, and don't you worry even more if you don't get any food? Seeing this year's crops grow like this, we are happy even if we are exhausted?" The old man said and took two puffs of dry smoke.

When he said that, the old Zhangtou instantly dissipated the gloom on his face, smiled foolishly, and nodded.

"Come on, stop talking nonsense with you, I'm going to my field!" The old man picked up the adze on another shoulder and started walking again.

"In June, the weather was hot, the little widow went to the grave and met a soldier..."

Accompanied by "literary songs" with very rural characteristics, the old man stood by his sorghum field.

Haw, there was a strange sound from under the old man's feet.He felt that his feet were muddy, and asked doubtfully, "His grandma's, won't he step on big shit?"

After speaking, he lowered his head and looked at the soles of his feet.

"Huh? How could there be blood? Could it be that someone killed chickens by the side of the road?" The old man raised his foot and rubbed it vigorously on the clean ridge.In rural areas, it is common to kill live chickens for ancestors' graves.Unlike in cities, rural areas can be buried in cemeteries after death.Generally in rural areas, people are buried in their own fields after death.So it's not unusual to see bloodstains on the path, which didn't arouse the old man's suspicions too much.

"These bastards are killing chickens in front of my family's land." The old man cursed while wiping the blood on his feet.

When he got up again and was about to go to work in the field, a large field of sorghum that fell down caught his attention.

"Which son of a bitch did something good? See if I'm easy to bully, crushing my crops?" The old man put away his cigarette pouch and ran towards the fallen sorghum.

Just a few seconds later, the old man panicked and screamed from the sorghum field: "Killer!"

An hour later, police cars were parked in the fields of this village where few outsiders usually come, and our department rushed to the scene immediately after receiving the call.

In order to save time, the five of us listened to Captain Xu's briefing while wearing survey suits.

"The reporter's name is Sun Ergou, male, 58 years old, a villager in Shuangta Village. At around 7:30 in the morning, when he went to his field to harvest crops, he found the body. Everything else is unknown. "

"Captain Xu, has this Sun Ergou seen the deceased?" I was the first to get dressed and asked when I stood up.

"I don't know him. And I asked the local police station to identify him just now, and they are sure that the deceased was not from the vicinity." Team Xu said, shaking his head.

"Could it be throwing a corpse?" I pinched my chin and said to myself.

"Don't think about it, let's go in and have a look first." Dian Wei walked up to me and patted my shoulder.

"Qiu Xiumin, please bring my camera equipment here." Dian Wei turned his head and shouted.

"Okay." Qiu Xiumin picked up two big bags and followed us.

The scene of the crime was a rectangular sorghum field running from north to south. The sorghum field was short from east to west and long from north to south. To the north was a dirt road about one meter wide. It was on this dirt road that a lot of blood was found.

Since this scene is an outdoor scene, the ground is uneven and hard soil, and the wind has been strong in recent days, so there is no floating ash layer on the surface, so basically no traces such as fingerprints and footprints can be extracted, so in this case I have Became soy sauce.

After ascertaining the situation at the scene, Park Shangyuan was the first to get into the cordon set up by the police station.The four of us followed behind him and walked in.

He put down the investigation box in his hand, walked to a pool of blood that hadn't completely coagulated, and made a "pinching" movement in the blood with his hands, and he naturally "picked up" a long dark red blood clot .

"Judging from the bloodstains and amount of bleeding at the scene, the deceased should have ruptured arteries." Park Shangyuan didn't see the body, so he could tell the possible cause of death based on this alone, which is admirable.

"Is this the scene of the dumping of the body or the scene of the crime?" Dian Wei asked while squatting in front of Pu Shangyuan.

Park Shangyuan looked east and west, and then said to me: "This must be the scene of the crime. Have you noticed that only this part of this road has blood stains, and no other places have been found. The deceased should be injured by a ruptured artery." , if it is a corpse dump, there should be dripping bloodstains for a long distance around here."

"The suspect killed people here, doesn't that mean he can leave a lot of physical evidence?" Qiu Xiumin hurriedly asked from the side.

"That's right, as long as we work hard, we can't find clues even in this wilderness." Park Shangyuan replied confidently.

While Dian Wei and Park Shangyuan pouted their buttocks to study the dripping state of the blood, Qiu Xiumin sniffed vigorously behind us, and then said in doubt: "Why is there a smell of engine oil?"

After hearing this, Pu Shangyuan turned to look at Qiu Xiumin curiously, and opened his mouth to ask, "What is the smell of engine oil?"

Su Shuzhen also turned around to look at her at this moment, she was looking for the source of smell all the way with her pointed nose.

"Where is the smell of organic oil? Why didn't I smell it?" Dian Wei put down the camera in his hand and poked his head over.

I hurriedly made a "pause" gesture to Dian Wei, signaling him not to disturb Qiu Xiumin.Others may wonder, but I have a clear account in my heart. A master of motorcycle modification like Qiu Xiumin is not sensitive to things like engine oil, which is not what ordinary people have.

"Here." Qiu Xiumin stopped suddenly, and found a pool of black oil on the ground about three meters away from us on the west side.

Pu Shangyuan put down the blood clot in his hand, and walked to where Qiu Xiumin was in a few steps.After squatting on the ground and watching carefully, he got up and said to us: "The suspect bbr> or the deceased came to the scene of the crime on a motorcycle."

"Director Leng, how did you judge?" Qiu Xiumin asked curiously while standing aside.

Pu Shangyuan glanced at the road and said: "This road is not the main road in the village. The entrance is on the east side, and the west side is blocked, so there are not many people going here. Almost all the people who can come here are farmers. I have just asked In the past two days, the villagers have been busy harvesting sorghum. At present, sorghum harvesting in Shuangta Village is basically done manually. Threshing.

"You see, this road is less than one meter wide, and agricultural tricycles can't get in at all, and there are no traces of wheels on the ground, so the villagers should choose the wide road in the south instead of here when they pull sorghum, so This piece of engine oil should not be left by the agricultural tricycles commonly used in the village. Agricultural tricycles have been ruled out, and cars are even less likely. The rest can only be motorcycles. Judging from the erosion of the engine oil on the ground, the oil dripped on the ground It has been quite a while, that is to say, when the motorcycle stopped here, it should not have been bright yet.

"It is nearly 200 meters from the drip location to the intersection on the east. The west side of this road is impossible to pass through. People in the village who are familiar with the situation will not pass by here, and those who are not familiar with the situation dare not easily ride into this narrow road. sorghum field.

"In addition, according to the bloodstain analysis at the scene, the time of the incident should be about six hours from now, that is, around two o'clock in the middle of the night on September 9. At this point, rural people have already rested at home, and it is impossible for someone to ride in the middle of the night. The motorcycle is wandering around here, so I can determine that this oil-leaking motorcycle should be the vehicle used by the suspect or the deceased. There are no street lights here, and you can’t see your fingers at night, and it’s so remote, even in the daytime In addition to the local farmers, there are very few outsiders passing by here, which eliminates the possibility of the suspect ambush here in advance to wait for an opportunity to commit crimes, so I deduce that the suspect and the deceased may have arrived on the same motorcycle. here."

"Being able to ride a motorcycle may be an acquaintance who committed the crime. As long as we find out the situation of the deceased, we should be able to catch the real culprit." Qiu Xiumin said excitedly from the side.

"This is the way to solve the case. Let's go and see the corpse." Pu Shangyuan nodded, turned and walked towards the sorghum field.

The corpse was about 15 meters away from the south side of the path, and it didn't take long for us to come to the corpse.The deceased was male, wearing a brown leather jacket on his upper body, a pair of black sweatpants on his lower body, and a pair of off-brand sneakers on his feet. Judging from the clothes of the deceased, his financial conditions were not very good.

The corpse is facing down, with its right hand placed under its neck and its left hand stretched out. This shape is a bit like the Statue of Liberty lying prone.

Park Shangyuan changed a pair of rubber gloves, and with my help, he turned the body over.Dian Wei fixed the tripod on the side, and carefully recorded the scene with the camera.Lao Xian glanced at the corpse, then squatted on the ground and took out a container suitable for collecting physical evidence from his toolbox.Qiu Xiumin frowned and stood aside uncomfortably.

It may be that the deceased had a puff of breath in his mouth before he died, and when we touched it, there was a "grunt" sound from the mouth of the corpse.

"Ah!" Seeing this scene, Qiu Xiumin panicked and sat down on the ground.

Dian Wei hurriedly stepped forward and helped the frightened Qiu Xiumin up.I looked at her pale face, but what I thought of was her serious expression while galloping on the track.No girl will brand herself a strong brand since she was a child, and things that we don't know may have happened to her.

With Dianwei's support, Qiu Xiumin got up in embarrassment, patted the dirt on her body, and the uncomfortable expression disappeared instantly on her face: "Thank you, Teacher Jiao Lei, I'm fine."

"It's fine, it's a normal phenomenon, and you'll get used to it after seeing it a lot." Dian Wei said as he walked back to the camera.

Pu Shangyuan glanced at Qiu Xiumin, lowered his head and opened the head of the corpse.

A severed trachea appeared in front of me, followed by a strong smell of blood.

Click, click.

With two camera shutters, Park Sang-won said to me: "Take off the corpse's clothes and look at the corpse's watch."

I nodded and began to untie the deceased's shirt, while Park Sang-won grabbed the deceased's trousers.

The upper body of the deceased had two pieces from outside to inside, one leather jacket and one short-sleeved shirt.The most worth mentioning here is the lower body clothing of the deceased, which consisted of black trousers and blue long johns from the outside to the inside, with two cotton knee pads tied outside the long johns.

Park Shangyuan glanced at the dress of the deceased, and then opened the hands of the deceased. He seemed to have the answer in his heart, got up and said to us:
"The motorcycle was driven by the deceased, and the suspect should be sitting behind the deceased. The fatal injury of the deceased was a sharp wound on the right side of the neck. Judging from the fracture plane of the wound, it should be caused by something like a dagger.

"The motorcycle engine oil on the dirt road was a few meters away from the blood at the scene, which indicated that the suspects did not commit crimes on motorcycles. They should have got off the motorcycles and walked to the sorghum field. Only then did the suspects attack the victim. People. There were no other obvious injuries on the surface of the corpse, indicating that there was no dispute between the two people. The suspect should have scratched the neck of the deceased with a sharp weapon in an instant. The person should stand behind the deceased and take advantage of his unpreparedness to raise the knife to cut, which is not difficult to see from the cutting direction of the wound.

"An ordinary motorcycle can normally take two to three adults. Since the suspect chose to sneak attack, this shows that he is not sure that he can kill the victim head-on, which also rules out the possibility that the suspect has an accomplice. , so it can be analyzed from this point that the suspect should be a person.

"Speaking of which, let's take a look at the deadly wounds of the deceased. The wounds are distributed on the right side of the neck of the deceased, and the wounds are deep. This is enough to illustrate a characteristic of the suspect."

"Director Leng, what are the characteristics?" Qiu Xiumin, who had almost recovered, stepped forward and asked with her mouth open.

"The suspect is left-handed." Park Shangyuan replied.

"You can see this?" Qiu Xiumin's enthusiasm for digging three feet returned to her body.

(End of this chapter)