Serious Crime Unit 1

Chapter 124 The mystery of falling from a building (7)
"Of course not. A bitch will never commit suicide because of being insulted. If she can't bear the pressure, she and Zhang Dashu can live in another city. The 1 yuan at that time was enough for them to start a new business in another city. However, Zhang Dashu did not leave Yangtze River, but continued to stay at Changpeng Property Management Company, but he never married again, which shows how deep his love for Lin Zihong is!"

"A pair of hard-luck mandarin ducks... Maybe Zhang Dashu lives an ignoble life and just wants to avenge Lin Zihong. He has a murderous motive." Jiang Yiming said.

"You are wrong this time. His colleagues said he died in 1999."

Jiang Yiming was stunned: "Tell me, what's going on?"

"On a hot night in the summer of 1999, someone reported that there were screams in Li Huan's villa. When 110 rushed to the scene, there was nothing unusual. Li Huan's whole family was not at home. After the police called Li Huan, Li Huan hurried home. On the third day, Zhang Dashu's colleagues reported to the police that Zhang Dashu was missing. Zhang Dashu's father came from the countryside and asked the police to help find him. The police searched hard for a week but found no results. His colleagues suspected that Zhang Dashu might have been killed by Li Huan because Zhang Dashu often went to Li Huan's house to make trouble. The police interrogated Li Huan and searched Li Huan's house. They found blood stains in Li Huan's toilet. After DNA testing, it was proved to be Li Huan's. Blood stains. Soon after, a highly decomposed human foot was found by the river in Li Huan's villa. It was sawed off from the middle of the fibula. After forensic testing, it was found to be Zhang Dashu's calf. Zhang Dashu's parents took Li Huan to court. He said he killed Zhang Dashu... Captain Jiang, how do you think the judge will sentence Li Huan?" Wu Jiang deliberately played it off.

"This... Li Huan must be found not guilty, otherwise he would not be a member of the CPPCC."

"You are absolutely right. The judge convicted Li Huan of murdering Zhang Dashu because there was insufficient evidence to form a complete chain of evidence. Moreover, Li Huan's mistress proved that Li Huan was with her when the incident occurred, thus ruling Li Huan not guilty. But Zhang Dashu's The parents were dissatisfied and said that Li Huan's mistress had perjured themselves. They petitioned every year, even going to Beijing to petition, but they always came home disappointed. Because of the petition, Zhang Dashu's parents went bankrupt. Alas, they are so pitiful."

"Do you think Zhang Dashu was really killed by Li Huan?"

"I hope so, but I can't say for sure because the evidence is not sufficient."

"That's right. In order to avenge his beloved wife, Zhang Dashu wanted to die together with Li Huan. However, he had to abide by Lin Zihong's last words: not to die, but to live well! Therefore, he could only design to put Li Huan in prison, so , when Li Huan was not at home, he sneaked into his house, sawed off his own calf at his house, and then reluctantly abandoned his calf in the creek behind Li Huan's villa, creating the illusion that he was murdered by Li Huan. He thought that the judge would definitely give Li Huan a heavy sentence. Because there were Zhang Dashu’s bloodstains and lower legs, but the shrewd and capable judge found Li Huan not guilty. Zhang Dashu was extremely disappointed and hid from then on, waiting for an opportunity to take revenge on Li Huan again..."

"Captain Jiang, wait a minute, how could a person whose feet were sawed off walk to the river and throw away his feet? This doesn't follow logic."

"Zhang Dashu may have a hard-core helper. Zhang Dashu's experience is sympathizing. Friends with a sense of justice will help him."

"Sawing off the calf is a technical job. If there was no anesthesiologist to help Zhang Dashu perform local anesthesia, he would definitely not be able to bear the pain."

"We have to find Zhang Dashu to find out what happened. The human will can endure great pain, just like a cultist can set himself on fire. I suspect that Zhang Dashu is not dead. After he hid, he installed prosthetic limbs, so he will be in Li Huan's That strange footprint was left in the living room, Zhang Dashu is highly suspected of murdering Li Huan, we must find him."

"To be honest, I really don't want Zhang Dashu to be found by us. He is a hero, a tragic hero, just like Hamlet, who seeks revenge for justice but ends up miserable." Wu Jiang said sadly.

"I also sympathize with Zhang Dashu, but the law does not tolerate mercy. It is our responsibility to bring criminals to justice! Lao Wu, please send out the joint investigation notice and search for Zhang Dashu throughout the province. If you cannot find it, report it to The provincial department wants him online."

Wu Jiang nodded and walked out with heavy steps.

Five days later, a member of the public reported that Zhang Dashu was found in the suburbs. Jiang Yiming led members of the crime team to arrest him. They came to a garbage collection station. The reporter pointed to a row of very simple rental houses not far away and said: Zhang Dashu lives in the second room.

Jiang Yiming signaled everyone to take out their pistols, and quietly approached the house. After approaching, Xiao Ke pushed open the ajar wooden door and saw a man sitting on a small stool sorting waste paper. Xiao Ke pointed his gun at him and asked: "You What's your name?" The man was surprisingly calm: "My name is Zhang Dashu, are you here? I knew this day would come sooner or later. I can finally see my beloved wife." He said it like he was transcending in the face of death. The eminent monk!Zhang Dashu is only 45 years old. The wrinkles on his face are as rough as tree bark, his hair is as messy as a bird's nest, and his hands are black, the color of years of collecting garbage. His fingers are covered with thick calluses. There are scars and a prosthetic leg is installed on the right foot...

Zhang Dashu followed them back to the criminal police team obediently, and confessed that he was the one who threw Li Huan off the balcony. The conclusion was exactly the same as Jiang Yiming's. He said that it took him 20 years to implement the plan to murder Li Huan. What kind of hatred can make a person Can't let go for half a lifetime?No, I should say what kind of love made him so unforgettable?
8. Country love

There is a kind of love that seems ordinary, but is extremely great, seems ordinary, but is shocking, seems mediocre, but is unforgettable. This kind of love cannot be passed down through the ages like Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, just because they are loved by everyone Neglected, but their deep love for each other in life and death is no less than that of Butterfly Lovers.

In the mid-70s, all rural areas in China were extremely poor and backward, with little food to eat and no clothing to cover their bodies. There was a small mountain village deep in the mountains of northern Fujian. There were only more than 90 households in the village. The farmers all lived in mud-roof houses or In the bamboo fence house, firewood and thatch are burned, and sweet potato rice, corn flour rice, and fern flour rice are eaten. Very few families can eat white rice for three meals.

In order to improve the life of his family, a little boy carried a mouse trap at night (a kind made of a small bamboo tube with a small mechanism and some rice at the bottom. If a mouse goes in to eat the rice, if the mechanism is touched, it will be strangled to death by the small rope. ) went to catch mice in the field, but the neighbor's chick accidentally got into the mouse trap to eat rice and was strangled to death. Eight brothers from the neighbor's house rushed to his house angrily and demanded two yuan in compensation from his parents. His parents had no choice but to do so. Later, he paid compensation. In fact, the chicken was not worth one dollar. His father vented his anger on him, whipped him with a bamboo whip and kicked him out of the house. He was not allowed to go home.

He didn't know where to go. It was a rainy and cold winter month. The north wind was biting and biting. Like a roaring beast, it ruthlessly swept through the treetops and roofs and penetrated into people's necks. He hugged his body tightly to resist. Suffering from the cold, he thought of the brazier and the fragrance of rice at home, and wanted to go back. But thinking of his father's ashen face and bamboo whip, he became timid. Looking at his home not far away, he felt as far away as the end of the world.

It was getting dark, so he hid under the eaves of someone else's house to avoid the rain. He looked at the ice edges on the cedar roof and listened to the "gurgling" sound of his stomach. He was so sad that food floated from other people's kitchens. Fragrant and extremely tempting, it would be great if I could take a bite...

"Brother Dashu, why don't you go home for dinner?"

Lin Zihong with pigtails suddenly appeared in front of him. He looked at her through tears. He didn't know how to answer, so he could only lower his head in silence. Lin Zihong was one year younger than him and was his classmate in the third grade. He was a student at that time. He entered school late and was only in third grade when he was 11 years old.

"Brother Dashu, why are you crying? Who bullied you?"

He remained silent.

She seemed to understand something. She lifted up his sleeves and saw the scars on his arms. She knew that he had been beaten. She gently touched his scars, with tears in her eyes, and murmured: " Why is your father so cruel?" She ran into her home, held out a bowl of white rice with three slices of bacon and vegetables on top, and asked him to eat it. He shook his head and refused, so she put the bowl into his hand and shouted He held it, he couldn't refuse this luxurious dinner, and he cried while eating.

After eating, he returned the bowl to her. She saw that there was not a grain of rice left in the bowl, smiled, and asked him if he was full?He said he was full.

She told her father about his situation, and her father sent him home. His father wanted to beat him, but she protected him with her body, and he felt the warmth transmitted from her body. At that moment, He had an idea: How wonderful it would be to have a sister like this...

Her father said to his father: "It would be great to have a child who can improve the life of the family. What if I have a child like this that can't even be hurt? But you are cruel to this child... If you don't want it, I will take care of it." Go home and be my child..." After saying that, her father pulled him towards the door. His mother was reluctant to bear it, so she pulled him into her arms, put her hand into his back, and stroked him gently. Looking at his scars and crying, his father yelled at his mother: "Why are you crying? It's not like your parents are dead!" and then went out.

That night, he tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. His mind was filled with the figure of Lin Zihong. The coldest night became extremely warm because of Lin Zihong!

(End of this chapter)