murder scene 2

Chapter 88 Threesome Site Investigation
Qingyang said to Wang Yan: "Give me the address and I will rush to the scene immediately!"

Wang Yan gave an address, Qingyang hung up the phone and went straight to the business building.

This building has more than 40 floors. Wang Er's body was found on the rooftop platform of the fourth floor podium of the business building.

The 110 police officers have cordoned off the scene with yellow lines. Many people stuck their heads out of the windows of the building, talking and pointing.

Qing Yang and Wang Yan arrived almost at the same time, and the two of them were led by the property staff to the roof platform on the fourth floor.

Wang Er was lying face down on the ground, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and there was a large puddle around his head. His silver hair was stained red with blood.His facial expression was frightened, his mouth was slightly open, his eyes were tightly closed, and there were already large corpse spots on his fair skin.

Qingyang suddenly felt nauseous, retched several times, squatted down, and cold sweat broke out on his face.

Wang Yan was startled, Qing Yang is not a rookie who just debuted, what kind of hideous corpse has he never seen? !He supported her: "Boss, what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

Qingyang felt that he was embarrassed in front of his subordinates and blushed: "I must be in a hurry and have low blood sugar..."

"You go down and rest, I'll come here."

"Need not."

Qingyang took a deep breath and put on rubber gloves: "I need a perceptual understanding of the first scene!"

Wang Er was wearing a white shirt and white trousers. He must have dressed up specially to look like a tree in the wind at the party.

Qingyang looked at his fingers carefully and saw that the ring on his right hand was missing.

He was barefoot, and his legs were bent at a strange angle to his waist, showing that his leg bones were completely broken.

Qingyang asked the forensic doctor to collect evidence from the body and took Wang Yan to the balcony on the 22nd floor.

The club manager has been found and is waiting for police questioning with a pale face.

The terrace is more than 50 square meters in size, and is equipped with white wicker chairs and tables. The cups and plates on the tables are in a mess, and it is obvious that they have not had time to tidy up.

There are stainless steel fences over 1 meter high around the terrace. If you want to jump from here, you must first cross the fence. Outside the fence is a lime platform about 60 centimeters high and 20 centimeters wide.

Qingyang arranged for two criminal policemen to survey the terrace. He returned to the club and asked the club manager: "What kind of party did you have last night? Have you noticed the person who fell from the building?"

The manager of the club frowned: "Last night was the birthday of a VIP member of our club. We booked the entire club to celebrate her birthday. All the people who came were invited by herself. We only do service work. The police asked me to identify the person who fell from the building just now. After that, I remember him, he was still dancing at PAITY at night..."

"Dance?"

"Yes, he danced so crazy that he even ran to the table and broke several of our wine glasses!"

"When did you leave?"

"Not until one o'clock in the morning."

"Is there anyone guarding the door here?"

The manager of the club shook his head: "We were open until twelve o'clock, they were playing late, and all our waiters left. I was the only one left to lock the door... You see, we didn't have time to clean up the place last night!"

"Did you lock the door? Did you check the clubhouse when you left?"

"I checked...I checked inside the club, but I didn't look on the terrace. I thought there would be no one on the terrace. People had almost left, and they were all concentrated around the bar. I waited for them to leave, and walked around inside. I put the remaining wine and fruit plate in the refrigerator and locked the door."

Qingyang: "Did you notice that the guy in white was with anyone during the party?"

"Well, he seems to be very active, knows a lot of people, and runs around..."

"Did anything unusual happen at the party?"

The club manager thought for a moment and shook his head, "If so, I didn't notice it. I was busy all night, in the kitchen, at the bar..."

“Oh, you offer a buffet and unlimited drinks?”

"Yes, we settle here with members on a per-person basis, 98 yuan per person."

Qingyang nodded: "So, you must have someone here who is responsible for counting the number of guests, right?"

"Well, the person counting people is our cashier here. All the guests have arrived before eight o'clock in the evening. After eight o'clock, the door of the club is closed."

"This birthday member, you should have contact information, right? Isn't she your VIP here?"

"Uh, yes, just wait a minute."

After a while, the club manager pulled out a membership registration form, Qingyang handed it to Wang Yan, and Wang Yan quickly excerpted it.

A criminal policeman from the terrace investigation site ran in: "Officer Gao, come and take a look, we found a pair of men's shoes, maybe they belong to the deceased!"

Qingyang followed him to the terrace. He took Qingyang to the innermost table and lifted up the lace tablecloth hanging to the floor, revealing a pair of men's milky white leather shoes - few men would wear white leather shoes. Unless it is worn with clothes.

There is a sock stuffed inside each shoe, as if the owner of the shoe took off his shoes and socks before washing his feet and placed them neatly.

Qingyang asked the criminal police to mark the floor and seal the shoes into the evidence bag: "Identify it as soon as possible. Also, check the fingerprints on the shoes and socks."

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Qingyang and Wang Yan returned to the police station, feeling lost. She had planned to find Wang Er today. She had many questions to ask about his past and current situation, and there were many details to consider...

Was Wang Er's accidental death a suicide or homicide?If it was a homicide, is his murderer related to Ning Meng's murderer?

Qingyang suddenly thought of something. She jumped up and called Wang Yan, who was investigating the host of last night's birthday party: "Ask her, did Cao Qingqing be among the guests last night? Well, I'll use the photo of Cao Qingqing on my phone right away. Send it to you, you can identify it for her!"

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I had a meeting yesterday and couldn't write many words. I was sweating profusely while rushing to write...

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