After going ashore at the funeral home, I relied on prophecy to solve the case and save myself

Chapter 110 Photos
"Fortunately, the glutinous rice balls blocked it, otherwise Lao Yang would say that something would happen."

Queen Bee leaned enchantingly on the sofa of the plane, casually watching Zhu Jiangjiang and Dr. Ye play chess.

"Who knew that Mu Linxin would appear suddenly, and I couldn't wait for a day." Zhu Jiangjiang pursed her lips.

Mu Linxin was the killer in the Sunset Forest. It was confirmed that his fingerprints matched those left by the killer on the disposable gloves, and there was no alibi for all the cases.

Two sets of skeletons have been found in four old cases, and where the other two victims are buried depends on the follow-up efforts of the Jinghe police.

Thanks to Zhu Jiangjiang's proper treatment and timely hemostasis, Tang Yuan was lucky to save his life.

However, due to the severed tendon of the shoulder joint, if the postoperative recovery is not satisfactory, he may face the dilemma of early retirement.

Although search dogs are not as demanding on physical fitness as guard dogs, in order to better adapt to various complex terrains, there are certain requirements for the movement of service dogs.

"If the glutinous rice balls are retired, I will take them home and raise them. I have already greeted Lao Yang."

Lin Zihan came over with a smile and a Coke, and suddenly exclaimed.

"Jiang Jiang went wrong, why are you so stupid to jump into Dr. Ye's trap!"

Because he was distracted by talking just now, Zhu Jiangjiang put Heizi to death, and lost two small destinations in an instant.

She twisted the chess pieces so regretfully that she immediately decided not to chat anymore.

"But it's very strange, why Mu Linxin's buried bones were so well hidden in the past, but the later burial sites were easily found one by one."

It's a pity that it's not Lin Zihan's style to watch chess without talking. He couldn't bear the loneliness and started talking next to him.

"It's self-confidence. No one has discovered it, which has strengthened Mu Linxin's self-confidence." Dr. Ye pushed his glasses and replied.

"And from once or twice a year, to once a month, or even once a week, it means that he has gradually lost control. Mu Linxin is addicted to the pleasure of making and owning corpses, and naturally he can't think of many things as before. So fine."

Although he was chatting with Lin Zihan, Dr. Ye did not forget to play chess, and made a random move, Zhu Jiangjiang was completely trapped to death.

"I lost." Zhu Jiangjiang raised the white flag depressedly.

"Come on! Let me meet Dr. Ye for a while."

The queen bee was itchy to watch, and couldn't wait to sit in the chess seat.

……

The No. [-] Detention Center of Qinglong City.

The man in the orange prison uniform sat on the edge of the table shaking his legs, his angular face was full of rebelliousness.

"Tell me, why do you want me to come here?"

Zhu Jiangjiang walked into the simple reception room slowly, and looked Yang Xiaogang up and down.

His half-length hair and beard were completely shaved. Although the thick dark circles under his eyes made him look depressed, his overall image was much cleaner than before.

"I want you to bring something, have you brought it?"

Yang Xiaogang sat up slightly.

Seeing Zhu Jiangjiang raised the photo album in Yang's hand, Yang Xiaogang's long and narrow eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to reach out to grab the photo album.

"What are you doing! Sit down!"

The prison guard at the side snarled, raised his baton and slammed it on the table in front of Yang Xiaogang.

Yang Xiaogang shrank immediately, and sat back obediently.

"In this photo album, there is a big secret. If I don't tell it, no one will know."

He sneered, raised Erlang's legs confidently, and waited for Zhu Jiangjiang to continue asking questions.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Jiangjiang didn't play cards rationally at all. Seeing that Yang Xiaogang didn't cooperate, she immediately stood up.

"Don't say it."

"Hey, wait a minute. Don't you policemen always claim to be righteous? Don't you worry about human life?"

Now it was Yang Xiaogang's turn to be in a hurry. During the time he was locked up in the detention center, he couldn't eat well and sleep well, so he could only quietly wait for death. It would be uncomfortable for anyone else.

"It's time." Shi Chong's voice came from the earphones.

Zhu Jiangjiang stopped, slightly hooked the corners of her lips, picked up a photo with her slender fingers and shook it in front of Yang Xiaogang.

"Isn't that what you want to talk about? Skynet is well-established, and it's not leaking. Everything you do will leave traces. I really think we can't find anything without you?"

This is an ordinary color photo, but what is unusual is the content of the photo——

A skinny middle-aged man was lying on a plastic sheet with bulging eyes. The photo was taken from the shoulders up.

The gray complexion, the faintly visible strangle marks on the neck, and the scattered bleeding points that cannot be concealed on the head and face all indicate the fact that the protagonist in the photo is dead.

On the back of the photo, the number "8" is written in red marker.

If nothing else, maybe one to seven.

Yang Xiaogang's method of hiding the photo was not clever, he simply pasted the photo on the back of another family photo.

As early as Yang Xiaogang asked Zhu Jiangjiang to bring this photo album, the members of the special investigation team had searched through the photo album repeatedly, and found this unexpected photo without any surprise.

Yang Xiaogang was stunned for a moment, he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, and for a moment he seemed a little bit depressed.

"Don't think about reducing your sentence. Our country's law enforcement agencies have zero tolerance for drug trafficking. According to the crime you committed, ten deaths are not enough."

Zhu Jiangjiang moved her red lips, and slowly stated her conditions.

"Your son is admitted to college, you know? It's really bad to be restricted in your freedom, but I can still let you meet with your family or make a phone call before you die."

It is a pity that in addition to criminal responsibility, Yang Xiaogang also needs to bear the civil liability for the murder of Yang Dawei and Yang Dawei. According to previous cases, at least hundreds of thousands or even millions of compensation should be paid.

As soon as Yang Xiaogang died, the burden of life fell on his wife and young children. It can be predicted that the future will be very difficult.

Zhu Jiangjiang didn't say these things, crimes need to pay a price, Yang Xiaogang himself may not be clear.

"Really, I knew he was promising, I knew he was promising."

Yang Xiaogang's lips trembled when he heard the words, he quickly turned his head away, and Erlang's legs couldn't help but let go.

After a while, he seemed to have calmed down, and said to Zhu Jiangjiang.

"The son disappeared. He would be happier without my father. I want to see my wife. Then I ask for a separate cell and live there until the execution, is that okay?"

As soon as Yang Xiaogang entered the detention center, the prison guards who hated him put him in a cell with the worst living conditions.

Everyone in the same prison has blood on their hands and their heads are tied to their belts. They especially dislike Yang Xiaogang, who eats black people.

In addition, he saw that the prison guards wanted to indulge, and they were bored and tried to punish him every day. Yang Xiaogang's life these days can be said to be worse than death.

"No problem, the premise is that the news you said is valuable enough."

Zhu Jiangjiang opened the stool and sat down.

(End of this chapter)