in the name of evil

Chapter 5 Will you pick up trash and eat it? (It is recommended to collect and read~)

"It's like this, we just received a report that someone here was injured, which may be life-threatening.

It happened that the three of us were on duty, so we asked the reporter to contact the ambulance first, and then hurried over.

The person who reported the case was the husband of the injured victim. He said that they came out for a walk after eating, and the deceased wanted to go to the toilet when they walked nearby.

So the deceased went to the nearest public toilet alone, which is here, while the husband of the deceased went to buy snacks for the deceased, but did not follow.

After waiting for a long time, the deceased did not come to the agreed place to look for him, and he refused to answer the phone. He was a little worried, so he came to check, called twice outside the toilet, but there was no response, and finally found the deceased here.

Of course, he was not dead at that time, and he should have died on our way here.

According to the description of the husband of the deceased, our preliminary judgment is robbery and murder, a crime of passion. "

Qin Zheng told Jiang Li what he knew.

At this moment, he also felt a little headache. The crime of passion is the most difficult case to solve, because there is no reason, the suspect and the deceased did not know each other, and there was no intersection, so it was impossible to start.

Jiang Li glanced at a box of octopus balls placed on the flower bed not far away, and looked at the two policemen behind him: "Do you have anything to add?"

"No, Xiao Qin didn't say anything."

The two of them looked at each other, and the policeman who looked kinder replied.

Jiang Li said 'Oh': "Have you checked the corpse?"

"Not for the time being. After confirming that the deceased has no vital signs, we are now protecting the scene from damage and waiting for the forensic doctor to examine and collect evidence."

Qin Zheng shook his head.

"How did you come to the conclusion of robbery?" Jiang Li exhaled and took a puff towards the grass.

The two policemen frowned, but said nothing.

Qin Zheng pointed to the crying man: "According to the description of the husband of the deceased, the money in the wallet disappeared, so we think it should be that the deceased called for help after the robbery, and was killed by the murderer who had already left."

Jiang Li was thoughtful: "I only stole money, what an arrogant robber."

"What do you mean?" Qin Zheng rubbed his head, a little strange.

"Nothing, any witnesses?"

"No."

"Has the surveillance checked?"

"It's not too late yet." Qin Zheng pondered for a moment, then continued: "And I'm familiar with this area. There are not many surveillance cameras in Central Park, and there are many dead spots. This is one place, and there are more than one entrances to the park. Check monitoring estimates."

He didn't say a word in the second half, but Jiang Li understood Qin Zheng's meaning. Checking the surveillance is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack, and it is almost impossible to find it.

However, it didn't affect him. Judging from the current situation, it seemed that the surveillance monitoring was just icing on the cake for Jiang Li.

Jiang Li walked to the side of the corpse, squatted down again, and lifted off the upper body clothes of the deceased:

"I just saw that there were more than one wound on the deceased's body, all of which were in the abdomen. The wounds were not deep and not fatal. The cause of death was excessive blood loss, which may have punctured the spleen."

"That is to say, the murderer didn't want to kill her, so he avoided important parts and did not cause fatal injuries?"

Qin Zheng followed Jiang Li's words and continued.

"I think the murderer just wanted her to die." Jiang Li said meaningfully, licking his lips, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

Standing behind Jiang Li, Qin Zheng, who could only see his side face but had been paying attention to his expression, shuddered. For some reason, Jiang Li's appearance at this time was similar to that of some perverted death row prisoners he had seen before. They look alike.

But Jiang Li didn't notice Qin Zheng's strangeness, and turned to look at the husband of the deceased.

"Dude, are you shaking so hard, are you angry or cold?" Jiang Li patted him on the shoulder.

The latter was trembling slightly at this time, and the late autumn night already brought a chill, which made the man in only a single shirt feel a little uncomfortable.

The man didn't answer Jiang Li's words, he raised his head and gave him a vicious look, then lowered his head to look at his dead wife.

"Answer my question well, and you will have a chance to catch your wife's murderer as soon as possible."

Jiang Li handed him a cigarette and smiled gently.

Hearing this, the man suddenly raised his head, first glanced at the policeman in confusion, seeing that the policeman did not refute Jiang Li, a glint of hope flashed in his eyes, and then nodded, expressing his willingness to cooperate.

"Any enemies recently?"

"No."

"Did you call the police as soon as you found your wife?"

"Yes."

"Do you have the ability to take care of yourself? Can you eat when you are hungry and wear clothes when you are cold?"

The man was puzzled by Jiang Li's question, but he still answered honestly: "Yes."

"Is your IQ normal? Will you pick up garbage on the side of the road and eat it?"

The man looked displeased, and even the three policemen frowned, what kind of question was this asking.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Very good." Jiang Li stood up and clapped his hands: "It seems that IQ is fine."

"You have a very faint smell of disinfectant, which seems to be mixed with medical alcohol. The clothes are very neat, and the hair is abnormally bent, like a hat. There are not obvious strangle marks on your ears. You must have worn a mask for a day. You work in a hospital right?"

Jiang Li observed the man carefully and sniffed him from time to time.

The man was a little surprised. He was surprised that Jiang Li saw that he was working in the hospital, but he didn't know why he said this suddenly.

"So why not call [-] first?"

Jiang Li took two steps back. While lighting a cigarette, he poked Qin Zheng with his elbow, raised his head, and pointed at the man with his chin.

"It's him, copy it."

The tone of his speech was very casual, as if he was choosing vegetables at the vegetable market.

Qin Zheng was a little confused, and looked at Jiang Li as if confirming. Seeing that the latter looked calm, he wanted to take out the handcuffs.

The kind police officer held Qin Zheng's wrist, stopped him, and smiled at Jiang Li: "Please give us an explanation."

"Because he has no problem with IQ." Jiang Li chuckled.

No problem with IQ is a criminal, so we all have IQ problems?
The police are not very receptive.

"Please elaborate."

Jiang Li sighed and explained: "Don't you think it's strange?
The first is the robbers. Under normal circumstances, as robbers, they should have a guilty conscience, just like people who have an affair. They are afraid of being discovered, so they definitely want a quick fix.

But the robbers did not snatch the deceased's wallet, but waited for the deceased to take out the cash and give it to him.

In addition, the place where the deceased died was behind the toilet. If she was escaping, she would definitely not be able to go to such a place, so she came here voluntarily or under coercion. Of course, she cannot run here for no reason alone, that is, she was robbed The bandits hijacked her from the door of the toilet. "

"That's why you said the robbers were arrogant?" Qin Zheng suddenly realized.

"If it's a robber, it's really quite arrogant. They kidnapped the deceased and went around in such a big circle. I'm not even afraid that other people in the toilet will find out." Jiang Li affirmed:
"And the wound of the deceased is very strange, not deep, and the skin near the wound is broken, irregular, not caused by a sharp weapon, so I judge that it is not that the murderer did not want to kill the deceased, but that he couldn't do it.

Because the murder weapon is not a knife, but let me ask, who doesn't carry a dagger when he robs?

Robbers cannot live without daggers, just as the West cannot live without Jerusalem.

Otherwise, what kind of threat is it, a fist the size of a sandbag?
So here comes the question, what is the murder weapon, what can be carried around, not long, not sharp, but can poke into the body? "

Jiang Li glanced at Qin Zheng, as if he was testing him.

The latter narrowed his eyes in thought for a while, then shook his head.

Jiang Li seemed a little disappointed. He sighed, took out the pointed key of the rental house, held it between his middle finger and index finger, and then made a fist like Wolverine's claw.

He punched hard.

"Clamp the key like this, so that as long as the punch is strong enough, it can achieve the effect of hurting people."

"This..." The policemen didn't expect that the key could be used in this way, and the way they looked at Jiang Li began to change slightly.

Qin Zheng was inspired and had a flash of inspiration:
"Then the murderer either used the key on purpose to increase the difficulty of finding the murder weapon, or he had a sudden desire to kill. There is nothing to use except the key. If it is a robber, neither of the two makes sense, because it is unnecessary. "

The two policemen also suddenly realized: "Speaking of which, the possibility of robbery and murder is indeed very low."

Jiang Li looked at the man, who had no expression on his face, but his hands on his knees clenched into fists at some point, and his knuckles turned slightly white.

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