China's famous detective Jiangnan: There are ghosts on campus

Chapter 9 Investigating (2)

"I'm coming!"

Accompanied by a sound of answering, the door was gradually opened. The person who opened the door looked like he had just woken up, with hazy eyes and pajamas. He should have slept very late last night.

Without him reacting, I rushed into the sink next to me and entered the toilet.

The toilet is fairly clean, which is rare among boys.I looked up at the window, it was intact and relatively clean with just a little dust.

Could it be that I guessed wrong?

I stepped on the stool next to me, supported the window sill with my hands, and climbed onto the window. The window was so small that I had to crouch to get through, and then I jumped carefully onto the balcony of dormitory 214.

The window is about 1.9 meters from the ground. If a normal person wants to climb up, he must use his feet to pick up foreign objects. I looked around and saw that there were no stools or other things that could be used for feet. Naturally, it will not move.

I opened the balcony door and entered the scene of Huang Cong's death again.This time, I will check it carefully, even if some evidence may be taken away by the police.

Putting on white gloves, I started to check from the toilet, but found nothing.Then came to Huang Cong's desk, carefully opened the book, and checked the wardrobe next to it.However, nothing was found.Then I moved two stools and stood on them like an arhat, carefully observing the electric fan that Huang Cong used to commit suicide.

Then he opened the drawer of the desk, and Huang Cong arranged books, albums and other things very neatly, but there seemed to be a large area in the middle, what was it that was taken away?

While thinking about it, the door suddenly opened with a click.

"Oops. I was so focused that I even ignored the movement outside." I blamed myself and prepared countermeasures at the same time.

"It's you!" I was a little surprised when I saw the person coming. I thought it was Zhang Yao who came back, but it turned out that the person who came was Officer Luo who left a deep impression on me.

"Why are you here?" Officer Luo was also very surprised when he saw me, and then looked at me suspiciously: "How did you get in? What are you doing here?"

I also realized that the situation was a bit bad. Illegally breaking into the closed crime scene and not being suspected of being the murderer was considered a good situation.I calmed down and said to him in a cold voice: "What are you doing here, that's what I'm doing here."

"As for how I got in, maybe it's like how the murderer got out."

"Do you know?" Officer Luo walked over slowly, stared at me and said, "Your behavior now shows that if you are not a police academy student who likes to meddle in other people's business and thinks himself right after learning some investigative knowledge, it is an attempt. High-IQ criminals who returned to the scene and destroyed the evidence."

"You should feel lucky. I investigated you before. I ruled out your suspicion." Officer Luo turned around and closed the door, and said indifferently, "Tell me, what do you know?"

I didn't care about his sarcasm, shook my head and said: "Unless you give me what I want, otherwise I won't tell you. You should know that since I'm here, I must have thought of something to prove Huang Cong did not commit suicide."

Police Officer Luo's face, which had just calmed down, became more serious again, and he said, "Do you dare to bargain with the police? Don't say that you trespassed on the scene of the crime, and I can detain you just because you didn't report it!"

I waved my hand indifferently and said, "You can't prove that I know something, and even if you trespassed on the scene of the crime, you will be detained for a few days at most, and the school will give you a warning."

After hearing what I said, a smile appeared on the corner of Police Officer Luo's mouth: "You are very interesting, tell me, what do you want to say?"

I replied: "I want your photos, surveillance cameras, transcripts and evidence about Huang Cong's body."

Police officer Luo was taken aback by what I said, and then continued: "Your appetite is not small. These are confidential information of the police and cannot be borrowed without authorization. But I can let you read it, but the premise is that what you say next valuable."

I nodded, and began to say: "Huang Cong was hanged, and his physical characteristics are basically in line with what happened after he was hanged. Therefore, there is no doubt about this."

Officer Luo nodded, indicating that it was indeed so.

"However, I just discovered a situation. You stand on the stool and look at the electric fan. The electric fan has not been washed for a long time, so it will accumulate a lot of dust. Generally, if someone hangs it with a rope, it will die. The pain in front of him will make him struggle continuously, and the rope will keep swinging, and the traces left on the electric fan will naturally be messy. But if you look at it, there is not only one trace, but it is not connected to it. There is also a small trace. I guess the murderer may have accidentally touched it."

Officer Luo took a closer look and said, "Indeed, I didn't check here myself, but this is a very small detail. You mean he was put there after he was strangled to death?"

I thought about it and replied, "Maybe."

Officer Luo frowned and said, "That's almost impossible. There is a very obvious difference between strangulation and hanging. It's easy to see if someone is strangled to death in disguise, but his physical characteristics after death are indeed hanged." .”

I shook my head and said, "I can't think of this for a while, maybe the murderer is very knowledgeable about this and arranged it on purpose."

Not dwelling on this issue for the time being, I continued: "Secondly, there is the secret room environment. The murderer deliberately arranged it as a secret room environment, but in fact, judging from what I just entered, this is purely a fake secret room that cannot be faked anymore "..."

"I know what you want to say." Police officer Luo suddenly interrupted me and said, "The murderer escaped through the small window, but Huang Cong died on Sunday, when everyone in the next bedroom was at home and no one saw him. And we also checked, the windows are closed, if the murderer wants to come out from there, he must break the windows."

"What if the murderer opened the window switch outside in advance, and then turned it off after he escaped?" I asked.

"And that's the key, because the toilet window is high above the ground, so no one would pay attention to it at ordinary times, and the people in the next bedroom have never touched it, and they don't know whether the window switch was closed or open before. We can't confirm whether the window was opened or closed before Huang Cong's death." Officer Luo said helplessly.

Hearing Officer Luo's helpless words, I felt a little irritated in my heart. Is it because I have such a high IQ opponent?I spoke a little faster and said, "In other words, this is a fake secret room that anyone with a discerning eye can see, but after the tiny problem before, this secret room has become an existence that no one can completely refute?"

Officer Luo nodded, thinking: "This criminal really has a very good grasp of... art."

"Besides, our task force didn't find any fingerprints on Huang Cong's body, ropes, electric fans, windows, etc.!"

"What? Isn't there no evidence at all!" This is beyond my expectation. If this can be achieved, the murderer must be extremely difficult, like a cunning fox, without leaving a trace of tail hair.

Thinking of this, I sneered and said to him: "However, if a person is too smart, he will inevitably be betrayed by his cleverness, and that time is the best time to catch him."

(End of this chapter)