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Chapter 102 The Death of the Bar Singer
Facts have proved that sometimes, big words really can't be said indiscriminately.

Although Jiayi had conceived various scenes about the scene before going upstairs, she also clearly remembered the photos of Feng Yuan's death she had seen, and she had indeed seen many bloody trauma patients beside her mother, so she kept I firmly believe that I will not have too much discomfort.But when Jiayi saw the second "vampire bride" with his own eyes, he still felt dizzy and nauseated for a moment.

It turns out that there is such a big difference in the feeling between the living wounded and the lifeless dead.

"Are you okay?" Cheng Feng noticed that Jiayi's face was much paler than when he first entered the door, and asked her worriedly.

Jiayi nodded, kept her mouth shut and did not speak. She knew what Cheng Feng meant. If she said that she was frightened by the scene, Cheng Feng would arrange for her to leave immediately, but she didn't want to. It is very important to investigate the scene , she can't delay other people's normal work because of herself, and on the other hand, Jiayi himself doesn't want to miss it.

Li Mei's body was found on the bed in her bedroom, with only the tightest underwear on her body when she died.She was lying face up on the double bed in a large character shape. Both wrists were also cut open, and there was a tooth mark on her neck that pierced the skin. The blood from her body soaked the white sheets and quilts under her body. After more than ten hours, it has become dark and dry, which also makes Li Mei look even paler.There was no ferocious or frightened expression on Li Mei's face, and there was still a faint fishy smell in the air in the bedroom.

"Are there any traces left in the room?" Cheng Feng turned around and asked Ma Chunlei beside him.

Ma Chunlei nodded: "In addition to the deceased's own fingerprints and the footprints and fingerprints left by the landlord when he came in, there are two other different fingerprints in the room. I just don't know if there are any murderers among them."

"What was the condition of the deceased?"

"I just asked the forensic doctor, and they said that the corpse had no traces of trauma except for the wounds on the wrist and neck, and there was no sexual activity before death, so the possibility of murder after sexual assault can be ruled out, and it can be inferred that the body of the deceased She also took off the clothes herself." Ma Chunlei pointed to the sofa on the other side of the room, and there were indeed some clothes on it: "The clothes were folded, and the deceased took off the clothes voluntarily. If this is the case, does it mean that the murderer is A male?"

Cheng Feng also had the same judgment: "We can think so for the time being. After all, there is no trace of the door lock being damaged, which means that the murderer came in with the dead instead of rushing in by force. There are no scars left by resistance on the dead body, which means this The murderer was someone the deceased Li Mei knew and trusted, and because he didn't take precautions, he was murdered by the murderer."

Jiayi silently listened to their analysis of the case, tried hard to adjust himself, and the discomfort just now gradually eased a lot.

At this time, Tian Yang came to tell Cheng Feng that the reporter was waiting for Cheng Feng to take notes in the living room, so Cheng Feng took Jiayi out of the bedroom and came to the living room.

On the sofa in the living room, the author is a man in his early fifties. He looks short and fat. The Mediterranean sea on his head is already quite obvious, but he tries to cover it up with the hair on the side, and the result is a few oily hairs. Lying on the top of the head, it seems that the whole person has become a little more wretched.

Jiayi followed Cheng Feng and sat down on the sofa opposite the informant. The man raised his head and glanced at them, which made Jiayi even more aware that he was a lecherous uncle in front of him.

"You are the reporter, right? What's your name?" Cheng Feng sat down and began to ask questions.

The wretched uncle looked a little panicked: "Hi, officer! My name is Caiwang, this, this house is mine, I, I rented it to Li Mei, but who, who would have thought that she, she would die in the It’s inside! I’m here today to collect rent, really, really!”

Caiwang's terrified attitude didn't surprise Cheng Feng. After all, a murder case happened suddenly in his own house, and no one could be calm. However, his stuttering explanation made him raise his eyebrows .

"This time you are really here to collect the rent, so what do you mean, you used to come and go to Li Mei's house often when you weren't collecting rent?" Cheng Feng deliberately picked on Caiwang's language.

When Caiwang heard what Cheng Feng said, he really panicked even more: "No, no, no! No, no! She lives and lives here by herself, and I have nothing to do, what am I doing here!"

"That's right, then why did we find many of your fingerprints in this house? Since you came here today to collect rent, and you don't usually come here, please explain why your fingerprints exist! "Facing Caiwang's panic, Cheng Feng's attitude remained the same, and he did not speak harshly, but his unpredictable tone made Caiwang panic even more.

"Don't you have the contact information of the resident? Why did you open the door and walk in today when no one answered?" Jiayi felt that Caiwang's account of the discovery of the corpse was unreasonable, and she also saw Cheng Feng. He followed his words and asked, "Accordingly, shouldn't you call the tenant? Why did you choose to go in by yourself? Could it be that you knew there was a dead person inside, so you walked in on purpose, and then reported it yourself?"

Jiayi's words made Caiwang almost break out in cold sweat, he pointed at Jiayi a little annoyed: "You little girl, how can you spout blood! This, this is my house! Someone is dying in it now, and I won't know about it in the future." Will anyone be willing to rent and live in it again! Difficult, can I still think that the house is too easy to rent, and deliberately put a dead person in it?! Besides, I have no grievances, no grievances with that Li Mei Wu Qiu, why would I kill her?!"

"Then tell me why your fingerprints were found in many places in Li Mei's room?" Cheng Feng said with a half-smile, he could see that Cai Wang had already been panicked by what he and Jiayi said just now up.There is no way, Caiwang is the reporter, and many fingerprints and footprints of him were found at the scene, but he himself denied that he had entered Li Mei's house before. This contradiction made him himself suspicious, so It is necessary to eliminate him first.

Caiwang was speechless, his face flushed, and he was silent for a few seconds before he said, "Okay, I, I lied... I also entered Li Mei's house before, but, but, I didn't kill anyone. I just came in, came in a few times before when she was not at home, but I just came in to see, to see! There is no other meaning!"

"Look at what?"

"I don't, I don't have a wife...so..." Caiwang's face turned pale: "Police officer, I admit that I, I am so immoral, no, I am so immoral, but, but I am not Killed someone! I just sneaked in to take a look, no, no criminal law, right...?"

Cheng Feng ignored Caiwang's question: "Please tell me about the process of discovering the body today."

"I came to her today, Li Mei, to ask for rent. The rent here is collected once a quarter, so I came to her and rang the doorbell. No one opened the door. The phone was turned off. I thought, for her I must have gone to the bar to sing again, so I wanted to open the door and come in to take a look, who would have thought to come in and find her dead on the bed!" Cai Wang sighed: "If I had known that coming in would cause me trouble, I would You shouldn't have opened the door!"

"Where were you last night and this morning?" Cheng Feng asked Caiwang's previous whereabouts based on the forensic doctor's preliminary estimate of the time of Li Mei's death.

"Last night? I played and played cards with my neighbors until after five o'clock in the morning. We had breakfast together, then went back to sleep, slept until noon, and then they came to my house to look for me again, so I played a few more games with them." Then I remembered that it was time to collect the rent, so I came here, that’s it!” Cai Wang reported what he had done from last night until now.

"Where does your family live?" Cheng Feng raised his head from the transcript and looked at Caiwang: "Can your neighbors and poker friends prove what you just said?"

"Yes, yes!" Caiwang nodded hurriedly: "They can all testify to me! I haven't done anything bad, no, I'm not afraid of your verification!"

Caiwang reported the community where he lived and the names of the poker players he played with, and Cheng Feng recorded them one by one. Caiwang lived far away from here, and it would take at least three or ten minutes to get there by car.Although his intuition thinks that the chance of Caiwang being the murderer is not high, but the conclusion can only be drawn after confirmation.

"Since you come here often, how much do you know about your tenant?"

"I know her name is Li Mei, and her family is from another place." Caiwang quickly added, as if he was afraid that Cheng Feng would get involved with Li Mei again: "We have signed a rent and rent contract! So I I’ve seen a copy of her ID card! Her hometown seems to be in City Y, anyway, it’s not close. She said she’s a singer, the kind that’s not well-known, and she makes money by singing in bars. This woman is not, what! She has lived with me for almost two years, and I don’t know how many men have changed! I come to collect rent, repair, repair water and electricity, and so on, and I can always see and see different men here.”

Cheng Feng secretly sighed, the most feared thing in this kind of case is the chaos of the victim's private life, and the more he fears, the more he will come.

"Do you know which bar she works as a singer?" Cheng Feng asked.

"It seems to be called element or something," Cai Wang racked his brains for a long time, and finally remembered the name of the bar: "It's called element 8! Yes, that's the name, and the eight is still an Arabic numeral, which is weird anyway!"

Cheng Feng wrote it down and nodded to Caiwang: "Thank you for the information you provided, we will check it, if you think of anything, please contact us in time!"

"Officer, do you believe me? I, I have never killed anyone!" Cai Wang was still worried, for fear that the police would still think he was a suspect.

"We will verify the information you provided, and we will never wrong good people. If what you say is true, don't worry," Cheng Feng reminded Caiwang, thinking of what Xu Honggang and his son had done before: "This The house is now the scene of the crime, so before further notice from the police, please hand over the keys, and you cannot sublet and transfer at will, understand?"

"Understood!" Caiwang nodded hastily, "Even if I want to rent it, no one would dare to live if I just died!"

Caiwang sent the landlord away, and the on-site inspection was in full swing. Cheng Feng looked at Jiayi who looked much better: "Send you back!"

"how about you?"

"Wait for the final results of the forensic doctor tomorrow, and then go to Li Mei's work place to have a look."

"Then take me!" Jia Yi earnestly demanded.

Cheng Feng smiled at her and nodded.

(End of this chapter)