A black-bellied ex-husband seduces his wife

Chapter 431: Just around the corner
Regarding Jian Chuan's arrival, Team Chen had been notified in advance.

After everyone greeted each other, Jian Chuan went to the anatomy room, while Team Chen and Nan Zhan went straight to the point.

He pointed to a photo on the bulletin board and said: "This is the owner of the corpse found on the top of the elevator in the community. Her name is Teng Huafang, she is 27 years old, and she is from City B. She came to O City three years ago. A very cheap nightclub dancer, only 50 yuan can be taken out of the stage. According to the head waiter of the nightclub, she disappeared suddenly after leaving the nightclub with a customer three months ago. We compared the DNA and confirmed that it was the same person. The key to her identity was that rose tattoo behind her ear."

Nan Zhan said: "Did anyone see who the deceased went out with before he disappeared?"

"I asked the dancers who were with her, and they said she was called away by a phone call."

"Go to the communication bureau to check the call records of the deceased, and see how many numbers have called the deceased during that time period."

"Okay, I'll send someone to check right away."

Nan Zhan also said: "Let your people go to all the cheap nightclubs in the city of Australia to investigate. Once the missing person is found, they will be matched with the two unknown corpses immediately. Don’t let any of the foot massagers go.”

Team Chen didn't ask why, but nodded directly: "Okay, Nan Lu."

"This is called drawing inferences from one instance." Nan Zhan shook the car key in his hand, "When something seems impossible to do, you can only find similarities from similar events."

Jane blinked her eyes.

"To give a very simple example, you put three loaves of bread in the park, and suddenly all of them disappeared, and you found that one of them was eaten by a dog, so how would you find the other two?" He didn't drive in a hurry, but leaned on the car body and explained to her patiently.

Jian Si replied without thinking: "It must have been eaten by a dog, and I will go to the place where I found the first piece to look for it."

"That's the reason." Nan Zhan opened the car door, "It doesn't look very stupid."

Why is such a complicated problem really simplified by his metaphor, "Then what kind of person do you think the murderer is?"

"Age over 40 years old, medium height, no fixed income, a kind of hatred towards women in the entertainment industry, or have suffered emotional blows,

Jian Si's face flushed suddenly: "How did you deduce this?"

"Have you ever seen a person who has a good relationship with his wife or girlfriend often find a little girl?"

"How do you know that you often look for it, maybe you only look for that dancer occasionally."

Nan Zhan took out a cigarette, lit it slowly and took a puff: "The dancer's colleague said that she answered the phone and went out. If she was not a regular customer, how would she know the phone number, and how could she go out after just calling? It's special, but the most basic alertness is still there."

Jian Si had an epiphany, it turned out to be the case.

"How much information do you need before you can draw his picture?"

"I need eyewitness accounts."

"Witnesses? Maybe there will be." It was a head that suddenly popped in from the window of the car that spoke, which really shocked Jane Si.

"Brother, I was almost scared to death by you."

Nan Zhan looked at him: "What clues did you find from the corpse?"

"A little bit." Jian Chuan said: "I found some food residues in the stomach of the deceased, which should be left over from the last meal of the deceased, and it was only half digested, which shows that the deceased had just finished eating. He was killed not long after."

Nan Zhan understood: "We need to go to her colleague and ask again." He glanced at the back door: "Get in the car."

After Jian Chuan got into the car, he introduced himself: "Lawyer Nan, hello, I'm Jian Chuan, I just returned to China, and Jian Si is my younger sister."

"Hello." Nan Zhan nodded politely, and at the same time, his eyes wandered around Jian Si's face. Both of them were surnamed Jane. She should not have lied, but she did not think that she had an older brother. Things told him that he was still a little dissatisfied.

The three came to the nightclub where the deceased Teng Huafang worked. Because it was daytime, the nightclub was closed, but the manager opened the door after knowing their identities, and found two dancers who worked with Teng Huafang at that time.

"Ah Fang, there are usually a lot of customers, but they are all old men in their 50s and [-]s. She wants to save face, so she never brings those men to the nightclub. When they call her, she will go out. Old men are very stingy. Yes, but with her looks, it would be nice if she could make some money." One of the women looked to be in her early twenties, with red lips, and her eyes kept lingering on Nan Zhan and Jian Chuan.

Nan Zhan ignored her gaze indifferently, "Did the deceased leave after dinner the night he disappeared?"

The woman with red lips thought for a while, and immediately said with certainty: "I didn't eat, because I asked her if she wanted to order takeaway, and she said that the person who invited him invited her to dinner."

"Did she say what to eat?"

The woman with red lips shook her head: "I didn't say that."

"What does she usually like to eat?"

"Mala Tang and barbecue." The woman answered without hesitation.

When leaving the ballroom, the red-lipped woman kept sending a few people to the door, winking at Nan Zhan in a coquettish manner: "Handsome guy, if you have any questions, we can talk about it alone."

When getting in the car, Jian Si kept holding back her laughter, and finally aroused someone's dissatisfaction: "Laugh if you want to, don't hold back your internal injuries."

Jian Si stopped laughing, and said solemnly: "That woman is interested in you."

"Really?" Nan Zhan twitched the corner of his mouth inexplicably, and suddenly approached: "So, are you jealous?"

Jian Si was forced to shrink aside by his sudden approach, "You are really thick-skinned."

"Since you're not jealous, why care about which woman is interested in me?"

His words left Jian Si speechless, and could only roll her eyes at him.

Jian Chuan, who was sitting in the back row, was flipping through the documents. Seeing the quarrel-like interaction between the two, he looked curiously at Jian Si and then at Nan Zhan.

The two people who were joking just now are already doing their own things, completely unrelated to each other.

Jian Chuan's eyes wandered over them for a while, and finally continued to read the materials.

"Should we go to the Mala Tang restaurant or the barbecue restaurant first?" Jane Si asked.

Whether it's Malatang or barbecue restaurants, there are so many restaurants in this area, if you search one by one, it will be a huge project.

"You don't need to look for a barbecue restaurant." Nan Zhan said affirmatively, "Only look for Malatang."

"Why, didn't that woman say that she also likes to eat barbecue?"

"The deceased was called away by the murderer's phone. Obviously, they had an appointment. They had dinner together. Not long after, the murderer killed the deceased. When the dead came here with the purpose of killing, would he still spend money to treat her to expensive barbecue?"

Jian Si immediately looked at him with admiration: "The analysis makes sense."

"This is just the simplest reasoning, Zhengzheng will do it." Nan Zhan snorted lightly.

Jian Si stuck out her tongue at him. Her major is painting, so it's strange that she doesn't know how to reason.

The three people inquired one after another at the mala tang shops in this area, until when they were investigating in a small shop that seemed inconspicuous, a waiter looked at the photo of the deceased Teng Huafang after hearing their description, It seems to have some memories.

"This woman seems to have really come to our store, but it was a long time ago. The reason why I remember it so clearly is because it was very cold that day, but she was wearing a miniskirt with her thighs exposed. Yes, as soon as we entered the door, several of us were staring at her."

"Then do you remember what the person who came in with her that day looked like?"

The waiter thought hard for a while: "I just focused on looking at that woman. As for the man, I don't have a deep impression. He is not as tall as that woman, and he is also older than that woman. We all thought it was her father, but in the end When they went out, the two of them held hands."

"Think about it carefully, what other characteristics does that man have?"

"Characteristics?" The waiter almost racked his brains, because it had been so long, "Oh, by the way, he seems to be left-handed, because when I was pouring tea for them, his elbow touched me The pot was still hot, and I looked down and saw that he was eating with his left hand."

All the clues that the waiter could provide were provided, but the image of the murderer was still vague.

However, there are two points that are consistent with Nan Zhan's speculation, that is, age and height.

What is presented in Jian Si's mind now is such an image, a man around 50 years old, average in appearance, about 1.6 meters five in height, and left-handed.

She still needs more accurate image information to draw a picture of the murderer. Even so, she always has a feeling that she is getting closer to the truth when she investigates the case with Nan Zhan, and it is just around the corner to get rid of her disgust. **
(End of this chapter)