Serious Crime Unit 1

Chapter 674
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Baiyun Park is located in the southwest of the city, nearly 8 kilometers away from the city center. It is the largest park in the city.There are mountains in the north and an artificial lake in the south. The lake water is diverted from the Qianjiang River. Because the municipal government invested a lot of money to improve the Qianjiang River, the once-polluted river water has become clear and pure, giving this mother river of citizens a new life. .

The northwest corner of the park is full of sycamore trees. The sycamore trees like light, a warm and humid climate, and are not very cold-tolerant. They like fertile, moist, deep and well-drained soil, and can grow on acidic, neutral and calcareous soils. The conditions in Baiyun Park are just right for its growth.

In the sycamore forest, there is a winding cobblestone road winding away into the distance. The forest is dense and tall, reaching straight into the sky. The leaves are lush and green, and a few rays of warm but not hot sunlight shine through the leaves like golden powder. A soft golden light shines on a few yellow leaves that have fallen early.

This is the morning of October 2017, 10, Saturday.

It was rare for Jiang Yiming to have free time. Last night he asked Song Wanqing to take a walk in Baiyun Park, which was exactly what she wanted.Whenever there was a case, Song Wanqing had to hide herself automatically and did not dare to disturb Jiang Yiming. Even if she made an appointment with him, he would not be available, including weekends and holidays.She was used to his frequent absences.

Jiang Yiming and Song Wanqing were sitting on a bench under the sycamore forest. Because it was early, there was no one in the forest. Only the lovebird was singing gracefully. Although its voice was not as beautiful as the lark and thrush, it was very persistent. In the West, it is called a love bird and is as passionate as a mandarin duck.

The delicate Song Wanqing leaned on Jiang Yiming's shoulder. She liked the call of the lovebird, so she half-closed her eyes and listened quietly.The sound of the lovebirds is a bit monotonous, but when there are many pairs of lovebirds singing love songs to each other, it becomes particularly beautiful, like the ensemble of a band.

An early withered sycamore leaf fell leisurely and rested quietly on Song Wanqing's hair. Jiang Yiming grabbed it gently like a butterfly and raised it casually. The withered leaf lay obediently under the bench.Song Wanqing looked back and smiled, thanking him.

"I'm not willing to come down, but I still say I cherish my old forest." She chanted softly, her eyes filled with autumn water, as if there was a ray of sadness slowly rising.

"Whose verse? I've never heard it?"

"Falling Leaves" was written by the poet Kong Shao'an in the early Tang Dynasty. He once served as Li Yuan's supervisor. After Li Yuan came to power, Kong Shao'an traveled from Luoyang to pay homage to his wife and gave him a lot of gifts. Because he served at banquets and responded to imperial edicts, he chanted pomegranates. The poem goes: 'It's only too late, and it doesn't bloom as fast as spring.' It is praised by people."

"Oh, Qingqing is indeed a talented woman. Such a little-known allusion can be said casually. To understand it literally is: the poet compares himself to a fallen leaf floating in the air. He is reluctant to leave the branches, but he can't help himself?"

"Pretty much. In fact, future generations are all bystanders. They can only understand the meaning of poetry from the background of the times and the literal meaning. The person who understands the meaning of poetry best is the poet himself."

"I understand, you use poetry to express your feelings, right?"

"Ms. sir, you are overthinking. If I can stay with you forever, I feel that 'it is better to follow your husband than to follow your father from now on'. What's more, the earth is just a village now, and the distance between relatives and friends has been shortened dozens of times. Where can there be so much sadness about separation?" ?”

"That's good. I went home for dinner last night. My parents chose a date and asked us to get married on New Year's Day. What do you think?"

"The three most beautiful things in life are: the time when I was named on the gold medal list, the day when I returned home in rich clothes, and the wedding night. Of course I am fascinated by it, but this is a bit sudden, right? I haven't bought the wedding house yet."

"Why don't we go see the wedding room tomorrow? It's up to you to choose where you like."

"I like quiet places amidst the bustle, why not go to Jing'an Garden? It is a residential area developed in June last year. It is located on Huanhuan Road in Jiangbei District. If you can buy a high-rise building, you can see the water nearby and the mountains in the distance. I have read the information, and the greening rate there is 6%, and the space between the buildings is very large. It was designed by Wu Guoru, a famous designer in our province."

"I agree. It's very close to our city bureau and not far from your school." Huanhuan Road is located in the east of the central part of Jiangbei District, only 3 kilometers away from Binhai Avenue. Song Wanqing likes the sea. After dinner, she can walk to the seaside. , and then walk home.I feel happy thinking that I can go to the beach with her hand in hand to watch the sunrise and moonset in the future.

"Then it's settled?" She turned her head slightly and looked up at him to see if he was distracted.

"Just decide to get married on New Year's Day?"

"I'm talking about viewing a house. I think even if there is a ready-made house, the decoration will not be completed in more than two months, right?"

"I have inquired about it. There are ready-made buildings in Jing'an Garden, including high-rise ones. I asked Zhou Ting to help inquire. His company has business dealings with the developer and can give us a demolition rate of 9, which can save at least 10,000+ yuan. "Really? That's great! I didn't expect my husband to be so attentive..." Song Wanqing raised her head and rewarded him with hot red lips. He closed his eyes and enjoyed it... Unexpectedly, his cell phone rang at an inappropriate time. Now he might have to Beat the mandarin ducks with a stick.

As expected, the 110 command center called and said that a murder had occurred in the Wangshan Villa area and asked Jiang Yiming to organize people to investigate immediately.

"Qingqing, I'm sorry, I have to show up. Tomorrow you and my mother go to Jing'an Garden to look at the house. As long as you and my mother like it, I will accept it unconditionally." He knew that the following weekend might be wasted, so, He told her apologetically.

"Forget it, it's not the first time this has happened, so I'll go with your mother." She waved her hand and told him to leave quickly. The affair between children and children is nothing in the face of human life.

Jiang Yiming called everyone and explained the situation. Everyone said they would rush to the criminal police team to gather together and then go to the scene together.

Wangshan Villa Area is located in the southwest at the foot of Laishan Mountain. It has a total of 1000 villas. It was built in the early 90s. Because it is very close to Laishan Mountain, it is named Wangshan Villa Area.This place is far away from the hustle and bustle, surrounded by dense column-crowned podocarpus trees, which were planted when the villa was built. After 17 years of growth, they have grown to more than ten meters high, like soldiers in green uniforms, guarding the area closely. A villa with red tiles and blue walls.

The villa area is nearly 10 kilometers away from the city center and has convenient transportation. There are schools, shopping malls, stadiums, bus stations, etc. nearby. All the bosses who got rich first lived in it in the 80s. It is a warm haven for the old wealthy people. The people who live here make people think that they are either rich or noble.

The villa is built on a gentle slope, covering an area of ​​1000 acres. Each villa occupies an area of ​​nearly 1 acre, and the space is very large. 50 rows of villas are built along the mountain, in a trapezoid shape, layer by layer from bottom to top, well-proportioned and well-organized. There is a charming light shining in the morning sun.

Everyone came to Villa No. 909. There was a small yard in front of the villa, planted with various vegetables. Ivy and holly grew on the fence. Clusters of red bloomed on the fence with fiery smiles, competing with the roses. Douyan.

Villa No. 909 is located in the last row on the right, close to Laishan.Looking up, I can clearly see the tung trees on Laishan Mountain. Xiao Ke and Lu Yingying once kissed and fell in love in this tung forest, so they have a special affection for it.At this time, the branches of the tung tree are already full of fruits and green.

The owner of the villa is named Ding Hui, who was born in August 1971. His son Ding Xiongfeng has graduated from college and is working in Urumqi. His wife Ye Yayi is traveling. The only nanny at home is Peng Fang, who called the police.

Peng Fang lives on the first floor. She got up at 7 o'clock this morning, watered the vegetables and flowers in the yard, and then went to cook mung bean porridge. It was already 08:20. As usual, she stood on the first floor and called Ding Hui to come down. She went upstairs to have breakfast, but no one answered her. She called several times, but no one answered.

She had no choice but to go up to the second floor to call. She came to Ding Hui's bedroom door and knocked several times. No one answered. She tried to open it, but with a slight push, the door opened. There was no one on the bed. .This is not surprising, because Ding Hui likes to sleep on the balcony because it is cool outside at night and there is no need to turn on the air conditioner.

She walked into the bedroom and opened the glass door leading to the balcony. She saw Ding Hui sleeping soundly on the camp bed. She screamed several times, but Ding Hui didn't respond. She felt strange: Could it be that he had taken too many sleeping pills?So he stepped forward and patted his face. As a result, he felt a cold feeling on his fingertips.

Realizing something was wrong, she put her hand on his carotid artery and felt for a pulse. She was disappointed.She checked his pupils again and saw that they had dilated, and she broke into a cold sweat.She quickly dialed 110 to call the police, and the police officer told her to guard the scene and not leave. The police would arrive soon.

Everyone came to the second floor, laid down the survey steps, put on standard survey equipment, and walked into Ding Hui's bedroom.The bedroom is located in the north, facing the mountain. The balcony is about 10 square meters and cannot accommodate more people. Jiang Yiming, Luo Jin and Wu Jiang went to the balcony to investigate, while the others stayed in the bedroom to investigate.

Luo Jin walked into the balcony and walked up to Ding Hui to observe. Ding Hui was wearing shorts, bare upper body, without shoes or socks. His body was curled up and lying on the right side, with his face facing the mountain to the right.

Rigor mortis and corpse spots have formed, and the corpse spots are light and cherry red.The reason why the corpse spots are light is because they have not yet fully formed.Luo Jin checked the body and saw that there was mushroom-like foam at the corners of Ding Hui's mouth. Then he opened his eyelids and saw that the conjunctiva was red and the pupils had completely dilated.

"Captain Jiang, Ding Hui probably died of poisoning. The redness of the body spots and conjunctiva proves this, as does the mushroom-like foam at the corner of his mouth."

"Approximately when did you die?"

(End of this chapter)