You're Guilty: Conspiracy Scene 2 crime escalation

Chapter 30 The Ashes Stealer

The northern suburb of Quzhou City.Fengdu columbarium.

It was late at night, everything was still, and a silver crescent moon was hanging in the air, staring coldly at the world.Several hundred-year-old trees are as high as three or four stories, with a diameter of about two meters, with luxuriant branches and leaves. They bark their teeth and claws in the night, as if they are huge monsters waiting to eat.Occasionally, the wind blows and the leaves rustle, which sounds extraordinarily terrifying in the silent night, making people's hairs stand on end.

The Fengdu columbarium is located behind these big trees. It is an independent building with two floors above and below. It has a masonry structure and hastily and roughly built.There are no windows on the building, only a few circular ventilation holes scattered randomly, sealed with barbed wire.There is no light in the building, and the atmosphere of the whole building is gloomy, mysterious, and dilapidated, and it seems that the smell of decay can be smelled a few meters away.

The so-called Fengdu columbarium is actually a simple house jointly built by several township cadres on the outskirts of the city, which is specially used to store ashes that have nowhere to be placed.In recent years, the price of cemeteries has soared, and the ordinary income class has said that they can't afford to die. This kind of private columbarium is precisely targeting this business opportunity.

At night, the gate of Fengdu Columbarium is closed tightly, except for a huge iron general guarding the gate, there is no living person on duty.Firstly, several township cadres were unwilling to spend extra money to hire watchmen, and secondly, no one had the idea of ​​picking up the ashes of the dead—passers-by would avoid them at night, and they would feel discouraged and frightened if they approached them. Churches are perhaps one of the places where you least have to worry about theft.

But something happened tonight.Amidst the short and noisy hooting of the owl, a black figure was quietly approaching the columbarium.This black figure whose face cannot be seen clearly is wearing black clothes and black trousers, a black cloth bag is slung across his shoulders, and a thick black cloth is covered on his head, with only two eyes exposed, turning around and looking at the surrounding environment.

After confirming that there was no one inside or outside the columbarium, the black figure approached the gate softly, and the thin and light black shirt fluttered in the wind.When he came to the door, the black shadow took out an object that shone with a faint silver light in the moonlight from his pocket, and stabbed it into the keyhole of the big lock on the door.

While trying to unlock the lock, the black figure was paying attention to the movement around him. Due to nervousness, both ears stood up, the nerves behind the ears twitched, and the tiniest fluff on the scalp also stood up, and then The numbness and itching added to his horror—it turned out that this black figure was standing alone outside the columbarium in the deep night and silence, and he was also scared, but why did he endure the torture of fear and try to enter the columbarium? ?

Fortunately, the process of unlocking went smoothly. The black shadow carefully took off the opened lock, hung it on the door knocker, and then pushed the door open forcefully, making a dull creaking sound from the dry door.

There seem to be two worlds inside and outside the gate.The temperature inside the door was much lower than outside, and there was a sour and decaying smell in the air.The black figure didn't care about these things, he turned on a faintly fluorescent flashlight, illuminated a radius of one meter under his feet, and touched the ashes display rack lightly.

He moved a pedal, stepped on it, and reached for an urn on the top shelf.The dark box looked very heavy, and he held it tightly with both hands, lest he accidentally drop it to the ground.He bent down and put the urn on the ground without making a sound, then took out a very similar urn from the cloth bag slung over his shoulder, and held it high to be placed on the empty space on the shelf.

"This urn is well imitated, it is exactly the same." A deep voice sounded from behind the black shadow, and then a bright light appeared, covering his whole body.The light was like lightning piercing the night sky, and it was particularly dazzling in the dark columbarium.

The black shadow was obviously frightened by the sudden sound and light. He felt that his beating heart was about to jump out of his chest, and his limbs were so weak that he could no longer support it. The urn he held in his hand hit the ground heavily. The bone fragments and ashes scattered all over the place.His legs went limp in an instant, and he collapsed to the ground.

It wasn't until the voice behind him sounded again, and the speaker appeared in the bright light, that the black figure confirmed that what he encountered was a human and not a ghost, although there were still unavoidable emotions such as worry, depression, and tension in his heart However, the inexplicable fear of the unknown world has faded a lot—as long as they are of the same kind, it seems that they are not so scary.

The person who emerged from the darkness cast light on the shadow's face, revealing a distorted, ugly, oily and sweaty face with dilated pupils and nostrils—it turned out to be Zhang, the vice president of Songjiang University. Five blessings.

The man took a flashlight and shone a circle on his face and hands, teasing him and said: "It turns out that he is Vice President Zhang, who is a good example. Come knock on the gates of hell, what kind of habit is this?"

The person who spoke had a half-smile on his face, and his eyes were like lightning, which seemed to shoot straight into the heart of the person. It was the person Zhang Wufu feared and least wanted to see besides the ghosts——Li Guanlan.There were still three or four figures swaying behind him, and his appearance could not be seen clearly.

After all, Zhang Wufu is a professor, a doctoral supervisor, and the vice president of the university. His brain is turning fast enough, and his emotions have not yet recovered from the fear, and he is already thinking about countermeasures.He forced a smile, and said perfunctorily, "It's... Li Detachment, why are you here?" He asked back, trying to focus on the customer, and give himself a little buffer and time to think.

Li Guanlan knew his intentions and did not allow him to calm down. He walked over quickly, bent over to pick up the urn that had fallen on the ground, lifted the lid, and pulled out a small folded sulfuric acid paper packet from the cracked corner, unfolded it A small bag, inside are a few pages of white paper as thin as a cicada's wing, with densely packed small black characters written on it.

Li Guanlan shook a few pieces of paper in his hand to Zhang Wufu, and said, "Unexpectedly, Fan Qiangsheng hid an extra-account account in the interlayer of the urn before his death. You and this evidence that put you to death have only one piece of evidence." reach."

For a moment, Zhang Wufu felt as if his head had been hit hard by a heavy object. There was a buzzing sound in his mind, and he lost his ability to think. It took him a long time to react.It turned out that I once held this evidence in my hand, but failed to seize the opportunity to destroy it.Regret and despair overwhelmed him like a tidal wave, a hopeless whine came from his throat, tears, snot and saliva dripped all over his face.

The next morning, the sun was shining and the breeze was blowing, which was a rare good weather since the beginning of winter.In the interrogation room of the criminal police team, Zhang Wufu honestly signed his name on the criminal detention order, pressed his fingerprints, and begged: "Li Detachment, my attitude of pleading guilty is so good, can I save my life? I don't want to die."

Li Guanlan said blankly: "This is a matter for the court, and what we say is in vain."

Zhang Wufu said in a trembling voice, "Then Fan Qiangsheng is terminally ill. Even if I don't kill him, I'm afraid he is not far from death at this time. The court will definitely consider this." He seemed to be telling Li Guanlan, It was also like talking to himself, giving himself a peace of mind.

Li Guanlan said: "That's right, why did you go to great pains to kill a dying patient?"

Zhang Wufu gritted his teeth and said, "If Fan Qiangsheng hadn't been terminally ill, he wouldn't have dared to tell the truth, otherwise he would have to bear legal responsibility. Just because he only had two or three months of life left, he didn't have any scruples. If I want to reveal this big secret between us to the world, I have no choice but to kill him, other than that, there is no other way to protect myself."

Li Guanlan said: "But you didn't expect that he would leave an off-the-book account?"

Zhang Wufu said: "I didn't expect it. I tried to find it for a long time, and I tried to find Fan Qiangsheng, but I didn't get anything. Seven years ago, Songjiang University built the largest library among comprehensive universities in China, which cost more than [-] million. Shi was the director of infrastructure construction, and Fan Qiangsheng was an accountant. The two of us cooperated to embezzle a sum of project funds. Because the amount was too large, once the matter was revealed, not only would our future be in danger, but both of us would not be able to escape from prison. Fortunately, this Only the two of us know about the matter, we hold each other back, and we don’t worry about being exposed. But I guess Fan Qiangsheng has a hand and will use it to protect himself at critical times.”

Li Guanlan said: "After Fan Qiangsheng learned that he had cancer, did he ever express his intention to report you?"

Zhang Wufu said: "Yes. This greedy and cowardly wretch bought a cemetery for his old lover after earning a sum of money, but he always felt guilty and afraid in his heart. Several times he wanted to surrender to the discipline inspection department. I It took a lot of effort to persuade him. Later, when he got terminally ill, he finally made up his mind to confess. I knew that he had reached the end of his life and had no scruples. No matter how much I tried to persuade him, it was useless, and I finally decided to kill him.”

Li Guanlan said: "Your criminal IQ is very high. It is 'rare' for the first murder to be as well-planned, calm, and leave no trace as you."

Zhang Wufu sighed and said, "It's a pity that no matter how I planned, I was still seen through by you."

Li Guanlan said: "You have confused us from the beginning. You killed Fan Qiangsheng very cleverly, leaving almost no traces, and then disguised the scars of heavy blows on his head. Our forensic doctor did it the first time. When performing an autopsy on him, it happened that a major accident happened, and she was in a state of mind, so she was deceived by you. However, after the accident passed, she carefully recalled the details on the corpse, became suspicious, conducted a second autopsy, and finally discovered the Mystery. Although you have planned every detail very carefully before committing the crime, I am afraid that the fractures caused by a blow in life are different from the fractures that appear after death. The injection of succinylcholine to death , and it’s not completely untestable.”

When Zhang Wufu heard the word "succinylcholine", his whole body trembled, and he said in a trembling voice, "Do you even know this?"

Li Guanlan smiled slightly and said: "Although there are very few similar cases of killing people with succinylcholine, you are by no means the first. This is an injection drug used in executions. It can make people's muscles excited in a short time. Shortness of breath, and finally organ failure due to excessive excitement, until he stopped breathing and died. It is extremely difficult to find out the cause of death with succinylcholine, and it can be hidden from most people. It’s not that there are no traces to be found. Otherwise, this drug, which is not difficult to buy in the market, will become a terrifying murder weapon.”

Zhang Wufu looked gloomy and said nothing.Maybe he is regretting his own cleverness, maybe he is thinking about whether there is room for "improvement" and "improvement" in the future-of course, he will never have another chance.

Li Guanlan continued: "You and Fan Qiangsheng are college classmates. After graduation, you worked together at Songjiang University. You know each other very well. You also know Fan Qiangsheng's love history very well. But your personalities don't match. To avoid suspicion, you have very little contact, so even your family members don’t know that you have each other’s secrets. You asked Fan Qiangsheng out on the night of the crime, killed him in the car, and then according to media reports on the park series of robberies and murders, Pretending to be a similar scene, and then sinking the body into the river. The next morning, after all, you couldn’t rest assured. You pretended to be nonchalant and went for a morning run in the park to observe the condition of Fan Qiangsheng’s body, and then called the police. It is not uncommon to see a thief calling for a thief, but we did not suspect you at the beginning of the investigation, it is really because the enemy is too cunning."

Zhang Wufu was indifferent to Li Guanlan's last half-sarcasm and half-self-deprecating joke. He felt a chill rise from the bottom of his heart, and said intermittently: "You...why didn't you...even kill Fan Qiangsheng in the car? You know? Has anyone... seen it?"

In order to frighten him, Li Guanlan did not answer directly, but said lightly: "Any crime must leave traces. This saying is widely spread, you should have heard of it? In the past five years, no one in Quzhou City has killed anyone." Criminals have escaped from the criminal police, and there are many criminals who are crueler, more cunning, and better at anti-investigation than you. No matter how well-planned you are, it can only delay the time when you are caught, but it cannot let you stay at large forever outside."

Zhang Wufu lowered his head in great annoyance, and said repeatedly: "Skynet is restored, Skynet is restored. You all know so clearly the details that only I know, so it's not surprising that you finally caught me in the columbarium. But I still wonder, how can you predict so accurately?"

Li Guanlan smiled happily and said: "We are not fortune tellers, and we don't have the ability to foretell. To be honest, until we caught you, we couldn't confirm that you were the one who killed Fan Qiangsheng. The criminal police confirmed three suspects before. One, you are just one of them. It was also a coincidence that the two police officers who went to S Province to collect Li Yujie's ashes encountered a bullying bank president when they boarded the plane, and they were not allowed to bring the ashes on the plane, because the incident was worth reporting. After being targeted by media reporters, I took the opportunity to send a message to the criminal suspect through the media, saying that there were important criminal evidence hidden in the urn, to lure the criminal suspect out. I didn’t expect that you seemed smart, but you were easily fooled. In the dead of night, people come to the columbarium to drop bags, it's really a trap."

Zhang Wufu shook his head helplessly, and said, "Even if I don't come to exchange the ashes, you can still catch me if you find the evidence in the urn."

Li Guanlan smiled inscrutably and profoundly, noncommittal.

In order to fight for a lighter sentence, Zhang Wufu showed a good attitude of pleading guilty, and explained the whole process of killing Fan Qiangsheng.

Three months later, Zhang Wufu was tried in the Quzhou Intermediate Court.Because he voluntarily returned all the money embezzled by embezzlement, and because during his detention, a paper won the second prize of the National Science and Technology Progress Award. Although someone wrote an article to testify, three-quarters of the content of this paper was plagiarized from the research results of international colleagues. However, these unofficial allegations have not attracted any attention.For these two "meritorious service" circumstances, the court sentenced him to life imprisonment lightly.

Zhang Wufu, who saved his life, showed satisfaction after hearing the verdict.He is very confident in his ability to follow up.

Feng Xinran appeared in court as a police witness.After the adjournment, Zhang Wufu walked past him in handcuffs, stopped and asked, "Officer Feng, I have been wondering these days how the police knew that there was an account made by Fan Qiangsheng in Li Yujie's urn. Account?"

Feng Xinran was in a good mood at this time, showing a sly smile, and said: "The police are not gods, how could they know where Fan Qiangsheng's off-book accounts are hidden? In the current urn market, [-]% of them are fake and shoddy but expensive. Commodities, in order to increase the weight of the urn, those profiteers poured cement between the thin wooden boards, so almost every urn has an interlayer. The Li detachment just stuffed an oiled paper bag into the interlayer of the urn in advance, deliberately put Fishing with a line, and taking out the oiled paper bag in front of your face when you are frightened to death, you will naturally believe it. If you don’t do this, would you confess your crime so readily?”

Seeing Zhang Wufu's stunned look, Feng Xinran laughed triumphantly, like a naughty boy, unrestrained and unscrupulous, which attracted the attention of the crowd in the court hall, wondering what evil this young and handsome policeman had.

Fact Seven: The Knitting Needle Murder Case
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