Chaoguang

Chapter 272

The results of things are always unsatisfactory. Even if the fire brigade and the police rescued as quickly as possible, it was still one step too late.

The victim whose whole body was drenched in petrol was the best place to start the fire, and the person was completely scorched.

The police station fell into anger for a moment, how dare she, how dare she act openly, this murderer.

But it was more about their own powerlessness. They had already locked the scope of the murderer's attack again, so they couldn't get there in time.

Sanada Ling and the others saw the victim of the fifth murder case in the ruins.

Such a strong and pungent smell can be clearly transmitted into your nasal cavity even after a layer of mask.

The burnt smell of burnt furniture motors, and the sour smell of burnt and rotten corpses.

Sanadaling pinched her nose slightly through the mask, she hadn't smelled such a strong smell for a long time, and she was not used to it for a while.

This is definitely the freshest scene of the crime. White smoke is still rising from the body, and the whole person is almost carbonized.

The house was also ruined in such a disastrous manner that there was not even a place to stand, let alone any useful evidence, so there was no need to even think about it.

The only clue that can be found is this corpse.

Lying on his side on the ground, his body was in a curled up state. Although he was not in a kneeling posture, he could still see traces of restraint.

Sanada Ling knelt down and reached out to touch the back of the corpse's head, and suddenly felt a burning sensation, and the hot rubber gloves were about to melt.

Sure enough, a violent blow wounded the back of the head, and a hit hit.

Sanada Ling withdrew her hand, a large piece of black butter was stained on the palm, which meant that the corpse oil had been burnt out.

Sanada Ling took off the gloves, and a little policeman next to them took them and handed her a new pair.

Sanadaling accepted it, thanked her, and put it on again.

Hattori Heiji inspected the entire house, and there was very little useful evidence, and the fire was too intense and burned too thoroughly.

"Alice, do you have any ideas?"

Sanada Ling raised her head and said, "The murderer is in a hurry. For the first time, she used gasoline as a fuel to accelerate the death of the victim."

"Either these victims still refused to admit their 'mistakes', or she saw the police downstairs and became anxious, and she wanted to ensure the death of the victims before the police rescued them."

"But in such an urgent situation, the murderer chose to burn him to death instead of directly beating him to death with a few more sticks."

Hattori Heiji said solemnly, "It seems that fire must be a very important thing to them, not just the murderer's sense of ritual."

"The murderer chose to use fire to avenge. Could it be that these victims used fire to kill the relatives of the murderer, so they used this method to retaliate?"

Sanada Ling nodded, "Not ruled out."

Kudo Shinichi looked at the charred corpse, "You just said that the murderer was in a hurry, so will she shorten the interval?"

Sanada Ling: "Officially speaking, the possibility is extremely high."

Kudo Hattori and the two looked over together, staring at Rei Sanada.

Sanada Ling continued without changing her expression, "According to my own thoughts. Definitely."

Hattori Heiji cursed in a low voice, the voice was too low to hear clearly, but there was a fierce look in his eyes.

Sanada Ling looked around for a week, and now the forensic doctor came to bag the body and bring it back to the police station for further autopsy.

"Have any of these people experienced the same fire in the past, or a fire in the same area?"

"Are there any family members? Have the family members of these victims come out to speak out?"

Hattori Heiji shook his head, "The people in the information department haven't replied to me yet, but it should be soon. The family members said they didn't know, and they all cried and wiped their tears. They couldn't say anything at all."

Sanada Ling raised her chin, "What about him?"

Hattori Heiji: "The specific identity and background are being investigated, but according to the property owner, he lives alone and has been divorced for several years, and his children have never lived with him, and he has no relatives at ordinary times. He always comes home with two bottles of wine after get off work."

Sanada Ling was thinking about something, she lowered her head and said nothing.

Kudo Shin glanced at the corridor outside, "Hattori, has the surveillance of the corridor been restored?"

Hattori Heiji asked a police officer to ask about the situation, "It's ok, there is a generator in the community that has been powered on, and the police are in the monitoring room, so we can go directly there."

Sanadaling squinted her eyes and looked at the several TV screens in front of her. This neighborhood is not a high-end main house, but also an old housing area. It is not dilapidated, but it is not much better. I don't know where to find cheap cameras, those images are blurry.

Hattori Heiji stared at it for 10 minutes and his eyes couldn't bear it anymore, his eyes were blurred, and Kudo Shinichi couldn't help rubbing his eyes.

Because of her dynamic vision, Sanada Ling's eyes will only get more tired looking at these things, and it is really more tiring than hitting that broken ball last time.

"Stop!"

Sanada Ling suddenly made a sound, and the little policeman sitting in front was startled, and his body trembled.

Sanada Ling's eyes widened, staring at the screen intently, "Fall back."

The little police officer obeyed the order and turned back the time.

"Stop."

"go ahead."

"Stop, right here, the figure in the corner, zoom in."

A blurry figure appeared on the screen. Although it was a little blurry, it was still possible to get a general idea of ​​it. She was a woman whose height did not exceed 160. She was wrapped so tightly that she couldn't see her face at all.

It's already summer, and it's still wrapped so tightly that I'm afraid that a strand of hair will be exposed. If it's not a celebrity, it will do bad things.

"The whole building is eight floors high, and the victim is on the sixth floor. Surveillance shows that people above the sixth floor are at home except for those who haven't come back from work."

"Below the sixth floor, no one is dressed like this. She came in to avoid the camera."

"Look here," Sanada Ling pointed to a spot on the screen, "She was accidentally caught on camera to avoid residents throwing garbage."

Hattori Kudo frowned, it was hard to find, avoiding surveillance, changed his clothes, threw away his equipment, blended into the crowd and ran away, no one could find it.

Another policeman came in, took a tablet and handed it to Hattori Heiji, "Hatbu-kun, here are all the information of the victim."

Sanada Ling also leaned over to look at his life.

Sumida Taizo, 45 years old, divorced, has a daughter with his ex-wife, living habits are very simple, just a very ordinary middle-aged divorced old man.

His ex-wife was okay, she was an urban white-collar worker, and she never remarried, a woman working alone with her children.

The only thing that caught their attention was that 8 years ago, this man had an alarm record and it was a fire call.

He didn't live here at the time, it was a more remote residential house, and now the house has been overturned and rebuilt.

Sanada Ling: "Can the fire brigade's dispatch records be transferred now?"

Hattori Heiji nodded, "Okay, I'll contact you right away."

"Also, he got divorced within half a year after calling the police. The timing is too coincidental. I'll go to his ex-wife to ask about the situation."

Hattori Heiji responded, "Okay, then I'll go back to the police station, and the information department should have a result, so let's split up."

Kudo Shinichi immediately grabbed the corner of Sanada Ling's clothes, "I will follow Alice, and we will meet again later."

Hattori Heiji scratched his head, "Okay, then you two go together."

The division of labor was clear, Hattori returned to the police station, and Sanada Ling Kudo was sent downstairs to the victim's ex-wife by another police car.

In the area of ​​Osaka, how could Ling Sanada go it alone? Uncle Heizang arranged for two policemen to follow.

(End of this chapter)