conspiracy crime 1

Chapter 1 Death serial (1)
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After graduating from the police academy, I passed the civil service examination and entered the Qingyang City Public Security Bureau in my hometown.

My ideal is to be a criminal policeman, to eliminate violence and keep the people safe, how majestic that is.

But after reporting to the Municipal Public Security Bureau, the leader said that young people should practice more.With a wave of his hand, I was assigned to the archives department.

The archives department is on the top floor of the 8th floor of the city bureau office building. The head of the department, Fan Fan, has gray hair and is taciturn all day long.

The other colleagues in the department were all masters who never knew what to do. When they came to report in the morning, they disappeared, leaving only Lao Fan and me, a newcomer, sitting face to face in the narrow office.

I was extremely bored, so in order to pass the eight hours of working time, I began to look through the rolls of dusty files on the file rack.

Looking through these files is like reading a series of profound reasoning puzzles, which is both alert and thought-provoking.

It was the volumes of old and interesting files that made me gradually feel at ease in this small and boring file room.

In the blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed.

On this day, I went to my girlfriend's house for dinner, and accidentally saw a copy of "Qingyang" magazine on her younger brother's desk.

This is a popular literature magazine sponsored by our Qingyang City Federation of Literary and Art Circles. When I was in high school, I published a few short stories on it.

I casually opened the magazine and found that the serial column on it was exactly my favorite mystery novel, so I sat in the study and started reading it.

When I finished reading this unending serial novel entitled "Death Serial", I couldn't help being surprised.

The content of this novel is not complicated. It tells the story of a man named A who accidentally discovered that his wife B's breasts had been "bitten" by other men. She fell in love with a rich man named C outside. The location of B and C's tryst every time is in Room 1809 on the [-]th floor of D Hotel. A decides to kill C to regain his wife's heart, but the murder must be done neatly and without anyone noticing, neither can let his wife realize that he did it, let alone make the police suspect him.After a period of careful planning, he finally began to implement his own murder plan.

After finishing everything, A came to the barren hill behind the D Hotel and observed the scene of the tryst between his wife and his lover in room 1809 of the hotel with a high-powered telescope.Because the floor is high, when B and C meet, they never draw the curtains, and sometimes they even purposely lie on the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window to make love in pursuit of excitement.As usual, in order not to arouse suspicion, B and C finished their ups and downs, B went into the bathroom to take a shower, put on his clothes, and left alone first. C lay naked on the bed, finished smoking a cigarette, waited for about ten minutes, and then left alone.But this time, when he finished smoking and stood up to leave, he suddenly covered his chest with his hands, vomited blood, and fell down in pain...

After the incident, the police investigation found that the C series potassium cyanide poisoning died, and based on the time of death, it was speculated that the time of poisoning should be after he entered the hotel room.After verification, only C and B were in the room during this time.However, after careful investigation and analysis by the police using technical means, the possibility of B poisoning was basically ruled out.In the entire hotel room, there was no evidence of poisoning, and there were no clues at all.The case became unsolved.

The serialization of the novel ends here.

The author of the novel, named Jintian Er, attached an advertisement at the end of the novel, saying that he wanted to know how husband A killed his wife’s lover C, and successfully escaped the police’s detection. Please pay attention to the next serialization.

The plot of the novel is not surprising. What surprised me was not the case itself, but the author's description of the circumstances of the deceased C's death:
This is a luxurious room, in which there is a pure black antique carved bed with a big red gold silk printed bed cover, a black bordered "Beauty and the Beast" print hanging on the bedside, and a green bed on the bedside table. There is a bouquet of white roses in a vase, a row of brown leather sofas are placed against the wall, and a pot of green Brazilian wood is placed beside the floor-to-ceiling glass windows. C's upper body was lying on the bed, his lower body was curled up on the hibiscus white wool carpet, his left hand was on the phone on the bedside table, as if he wanted to call for help, dark red blood gushed out of his nasal cavity. C twitched a few times suddenly, and then stayed there in this posture...

I can say with certainty that I have definitely seen this bizarre death scene in any of the files on the No. 24 file rack in the archives room.

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After having lunch at my girlfriend's house, I immediately rushed back to work and searched carefully on the No. 24 file shelf.

Finally, I found the file of the Qingyang Hotel murder case that impressed me deeply.

This is a murder that happened 13 years ago.

That night, the police received a report that a person had died in Qingyang Hotel.

Located at the foot of Qingyang Mountain, Qingyang Hotel is a four-star hotel.

When the police arrived, they found that a man had died in Room 12 on the 1209th floor of the hotel.

Judging from the photos taken at the scene, it is a very luxuriously decorated guest room, with a large black carved bed, a big red bed cover, a decorative painting from "Beauty and the Beast", a green vase, and white roses, more than 1 meter high Brazilian wood potted plants, and the naked dead half lying on the bed and half curled up on the carpet, reaching for the telephone...

This situation is exactly the same as that described by the mystery novelist named Jintian Er in "Death Serial".

According to the archives, the name of the deceased was Zhu Guihua, 30 years old, the boss of Qingyang Clothing Company, and the assets under his name exceeded tens of millions.The deceased died of potassium cyanide poisoning.

According to the investigation, Zhu Guihua checked into Room 7 at the hotel at 1209:9 p.m., and then a woman surnamed Zhuo came to his room and stayed there until around [-]:[-] p.m.

Because Zhu Guihua is a frequent guest of Qingyang Hotel, the hotel manager knows that he has a close relationship with the woman surnamed Zhuo, and has also mastered Zhu Guihua's rules. Go downstairs and check out.But that day, it was almost 10 o'clock in the evening, and he hadn't seen him coming downstairs yet.

The manager felt a little strange, so he sent a waitress to Room 1209 to call the door.After calling for a long time but no one answered, I went to the front desk and took the room key to open the door, only to find that Zhu Guihua was bleeding from the nostrils and had died in the room, so I called the police immediately.

According to forensic analysis, the time of Zhu Guihua's death was around 9:9 p.m.

During this period of time, he has been with the woman surnamed Zhuo.

So the woman surnamed Zhuo became the biggest suspect in the case.

But after the police found the woman surnamed Zhuo, although she admitted that she had been with Zhu Guihua that night, she categorically denied that she committed poisoning to kill.

Later, when the police searched the guest room again, they found two very concealed miniature cameras in the room, so they followed the clues and found out the man in the hotel who had no wife and secretly installed cameras in luxury rooms to spy on male and female guests. Middle-aged electrician.

Every move of Zhu Guihua and the woman surnamed Zhuo in Room 1209 that afternoon was clearly captured by two cameras.

The police checked the video data captured by the camera and found that after entering the room, Zhu Guihua and the woman surnamed Na Zhuo only drank the tea provided by the hotel and did not eat anything else.

If that woman wanted to poison Zhu Guihua, she could only throw potassium cyanide into the tea.

However, after testing, no toxic substances were found in the remaining tea in the teapot.

Moreover, the woman surnamed Zhuo has also drank the tea, if it is poisonous, she must not be spared.

Most importantly, under the full monitoring of the two cameras, no suspicious poisoning actions by the woman surnamed Zhuo were found.

In other words, Zhu Guihua was poisoned to death after entering Room 1209, but the poisoner was not the woman surnamed Zhuo who was with him.

After the suspicion of the woman surnamed Zhuo was ruled out, the police investigated some more people, but did not find any useful clues.Later, because new cases occurred in the urban area, the police had to put the case aside.

Unexpectedly, this release is 13 years.

If the similarity between the novel "Death Serial" and the plot of this case is only due to the coincidence of the author's fiction, then the striking similarity between the novel and the description and records of the death scene in the archives is definitely not a "coincidence" Words can explain it.

Let’s look at the author of the novel "Death Serialization". His name is Kindaji, which is obviously a pseudonym changed from the name of detective Kindaichi written by the famous Japanese mystery novelist Yokomizo Masashi.

Could it be that the author fabricated this novel based on some media reports and rumors about the case more than ten years ago?

But the description of the death scene in the novel is real and delicate, and it is absolutely impossible for someone who has not been to the scene to personally write it.

However, according to the file records, only the hotel manager, the waitress who found the deceased, and the electrician were the only ones who had been to the scene of the crime. They could also observe the situation in the room through the camera.

Other than that, there are only police officers.Could it be that Jin Tianji, who wrote novels, was among these people?

I continued to check the files, and suddenly found that the name of our section chief, Lao Fan, was on the list of criminal police investigating the case.

I know that Lao Fan used to be the captain of the Criminal Investigation Brigade of our city bureau. Later, he made some mistakes and was punished, so he was demoted to the archives department.

I hurried to ask Lao Fan.

After Lao Fan heard me explain the ins and outs of the matter, it took him a long time to tell me that he was deeply impressed by this case.When the police arrived at the hotel, they immediately sealed off the scene. Apart from the police, there were indeed only two people who went to the scene of the crime, plus an electrician who was peeping with a camera.The electrician died of cancer shortly after the case came out.The manager left the country after the hotel closed down.As for the waitress, she only had an elementary school education, and it is said that she was recruited into the hotel on the basis of her relationship. With her level, it is definitely impossible to write novels.

I still didn't give up, and asked if it was written by a police colleague who was involved in handling the case at the time?
Lao Fan curled his lips and said, I know the details of those guys best. It’s okay to ask them to hold guns, but it’s not that kind of material to ask them to hold pens.If you can't even write a summary, how can you write a novel?

I frowned and said, this is weird. Is it true that, as this Jin Tianji wrote, at the time of the crime, there was really a person peeping everything that happened in Room 1209 with a telescope from a distance?
Years have worn away Lao Fan's edges and corners, and he has long since lost the drive he had when he was the captain of the criminal investigation. He yawned and said that there is no need to think too much. Didn't you say that Jin Tianji will reveal the answer in the next issue of the magazine?When the time comes to buy a magazine and read it, you will understand everything.

After his reminder, I suddenly remembered that the "Qingyang" magazine I saw at my girlfriend's house was published last month. According to the magazine's publication cycle, this month's new magazine should have been published.

I hurried to the bookstore, bought a new issue of "Qingyang" magazine published this month, and looked at the serial column, only to find that the "Death Serial" was gone, and it was replaced by Jin Tianji's. A new long-form serialization.There is a line of "Editor's Note" under the column: "Death Serialization" has stopped serialization for some reason, please pay attention to the new reasoning work of the famous local reasoning writer Jin Tianji.

My heart sank, knowing that there must be something strange in it.

3
I decided to meet the author of this "Death Serialization" by Kindaji.

I found a female editor surnamed Zhang in Qingyang magazine.My previous novels were edited and published by her, so I can be regarded as an acquaintance with her.

I went there in casual clothes. Editor Zhang didn't know that I went to the police academy, let alone became a policeman.

I just asked her to tell me Jin Tian Er's contact address and phone number as an ordinary Jin Tian Er fan.

Editor Zhang is an enthusiastic person, and he said that tonight I invited Jin Tianer to have dinner at Juxianzhuang Restaurant, and talk about the manuscript by the way.How about I take you with me.

I naturally wish for it.

In the evening, I took editor Zhang's car to Juxianzhuang Restaurant.

Editor Zhang told me that Jintian Er is currently the hottest local reasoning writer in China.

Only after we met, did I realize that Jin Tianji was just a fat man in his early twenties.

After Editor Zhang finished talking about the manuscript with him, I seized the opportunity to ask him: "Did you really write the novel "Death Serial"?"

Jin Tianji was displeased when he heard this, and he glared at me and said, "What do you mean? I can tell you responsibly that every one of my novels, no matter how long or short, is written word by word by me in front of the computer. Coded out."

I asked again: "Then why is the novel "Death Serial" no longer serialized?"

Jin Tianji said: "I have basically completed the end of this novel. But in line with the principle of being responsible to readers and striving for perfection, I still want to polish it, so I temporarily took another novel to top it."

I listened and stopped talking.

After eating, everyone got up and left.

When I walked out of the hotel, I told Editor Zhang that I still wanted to go to a nearby bookstore, so I didn't go back in her car.

After she drove away, I immediately turned back to the hotel, stopped Jin Tian Er who had just come out of the bathroom, and showed him my police ID, then asked with a sullen face, "Kin Tian Er, let me ask you again, "Death Serial" "This novel, did you write it?"

Jin Tianji was taken aback, but immediately calmed down and said, "Of course I wrote it."

I grabbed his wrist and twisted it lightly, the kid immediately changed his expression from the pain.

I dragged him aside and said, "Some details of your novel involve a mysterious case that happened 13 years ago. People who haven't personally experienced this case can't write it at all. And 13 years ago, you were just a Just a kid in his teens. Just now, because Editor Zhang was by my side, I saved some face for you, so I didn't ask you. Now you still refuse to tell the truth?"

Kindaji was in so much pain that he couldn't stand it, so he hurriedly said, "Let go, let me go, I said I said. After I become famous, I will publish more than ten books a year. How can I be busy? So most of the manuscripts are written by gunmen. This "Death Serial" was also written by a gunman I met on QQ and passed it on to me, and published it under my name. I paid him a thousand words and a hundred yuan. The royalties of the book can probably get four to five hundred yuan for a thousand words, so there is still a lot of money to be made."

"Who is this shooter? Can you still contact him?"

"Contact shit, damn it, this kid cheated me, he only passed the first half of the manuscript to me, and said that the second half would be polished and then passed it on to me. Who would have thought that after the first half was published, it would be published on QQ. I couldn’t contact him anymore, and I didn’t hear back when I sent emails, so I had to take another manuscript and upload it.”

"What's that person's name? Do you have his contact address and phone number?"

"We are all in contact with QQ. His online name is Pawadi, but I don't know what his real name is. He gave me an ICBC account. After the manuscript is published, I will transfer the manuscript fee he deserves to the account."

I saw that this kid was in so much pain that cold sweat was breaking out on his forehead. It didn't seem like he was lying. I asked him for the account of "Fear Wadi" and let him go.

Although I took the gunman's account number, if I want to find his relevant information from the bank through the account number, the bank will not cooperate without following normal judicial procedures.Fortunately, one of the students my mother taught happened to be the supervisor of ICBC Qingyang Sub-branch.I found him, showed him my police ID, explained the situation and said a lot of good things to him, and he reluctantly printed a copy of the customer information for me.

The information shows that the account opening information of this account is as follows:
姓名：陆荣。地址：青阳市太平坊89号505房。电话：1394813207X。身份证号码：4XX08119XX01130638。

Is this Lu Rong the one who "fears the tiles falling to the ground"?

I tried to call the phone number above, but it was disconnected.

Fortunately, there are detailed addresses on it.I decided to visit this "Fearing Wadi" in person.

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No. 89 Taipingfang is an old gray building with seven floors.

When I got there, I realized that it was a teacher's dormitory building, and all the teachers from the nearby No. [-] Middle School lived in it.

I climbed up to the fifth floor and found Room 505. After ringing the doorbell a few times, the door opened, and a middle-aged woman in her forties came out, with fair skin, stockings and short skirts, and a charming charm.She looked me up and down and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

I took out my police ID and showed it to her, and said, "I'm looking for Lu Rong."

Her expression changed slightly, and she said, "He's dead."

"Dead?" I was taken aback, "How did you die? You are his..."

"I am his wife, and my surname is Zhuo. It has been more than half a month since he passed away."

"How did he die? Can you tell me about your husband?"

She frowned slightly, and said impatiently: "Didn't your police come to investigate several times? How did he die? Even your police don't know. How could I know?" security door.

I was very unwilling to go downstairs, thinking that since Lu Rong's death had alerted the police, it must have been an abnormal death.

I got on my motorcycle and came to the police station in the jurisdiction. After inquiring, I learned that Lu Rong's murder was led by the deputy head of the police station, Lao He, so I went straight to Lao He, explained to him the purpose of my visit, and asked him about Lu Rong's situation.

(End of this chapter)