Advocate for the deceased

Chapter 78 Who is next? (16)
"Deputy Wang's detachment, Wang Limin and Wang Shuli need to be isolated.

You send someone to take Wang Limin down, and the two of them are sent back to the detachment respectively.

Then ask someone to contact the Xianyang police to find out if Wang Shuli had any criminal record 15 years ago.

Especially his wife's information, you need to check clearly. After all, some cases have not been uploaded to the Internet. I always feel that there seems to be some connection between these cases. "

Wang Manji remembered what Zhou Hai said, and when he took Wang Limin downstairs and passed Wang Shuli's police car, the two investigators pushed Wang Limin hard, and the handcuffs were extremely tight.

The car, roaring and pulling the police lights, disappeared in front of the eyes. Wang Man went to Wang Shuli's side and patted the roof of the car.

"You guys go back too, sort out the search, then make a record for Wang Shuli, and hand him over to the public security brigade for prostitution detention."

The policeman nodded, took a piece of paper from Wang Man, glanced knowingly at the back of the car, and they left too.

Wang Man took the rest of the police officers and hurried back to the second unit. The property manager had already come and took everyone to the underground parking lot by elevator.

It wasn't until they got down that they really understood the structure of the place. The property manager led the way, and a few people started looking for the garage with the distribution box. After turning around twice, they finally found this unremarkable place.

Because the garage door can hardly be seen from the side, it forms an angle of 90 degrees with the power distribution room, it is estimated that people passing by will often ignore its existence, and this is not a rolling door, but the entire wall is closed, Only a corner door was opened near the power distribution room.

But as soon as I got closer, I could smell a fishy smell, and there were many dried water stains in the corners. Obviously, people often come here to relieve themselves.

Wang Man held up a bunch of keys in his hand and kept trying to open the door, while the fat man adjusted the survey light to the brightest state to illuminate the dark underground garage.

"This is blood!"

Following the fat man's voice, Zhou Hai leaned over and followed the direction of the fat man's finger, and there was indeed a wipe-like blood stain on the door. Everyone held their breath, and the fat man sprayed the medicine, and the blood stain flashed fluorescent light in an instant.

"Human blood!"

Following the shout, Wang Man had already found the right key.

The door opened with a 'squeak', Zhou Haichao Wang Man raised his hand to stop the movement, the fat man held up the lamp and looked inside, there was a loud bang, and the survey lamp in the fat man's hand fell to the ground.

Although the lamp fell down, it was still on. Zhou Hai glanced at the situation in the room from the side of the fat man, but found nothing.

"what happened?"

The fat man was short of breath, pointing to the innermost position and said tremblingly.

"people!

There is a person hanging there! "

The fat man relieved a little, took a deep breath, raised the survey light in his hand again, and shone toward the room. Sure enough, there was a human-shaped object floating in the deepest part of the garage.

Zhou Hai squinted his eyes. It seemed that this was indeed Wang Shuli's most private space. He grabbed the lamp in the fat man's hand, found an old-fashioned light cord on the wall, pulled it slightly, and the whole garage instantly lit up.

The light is the greatest comfort to human beings, no matter how much fear there is, in a bright environment, that fear will be reduced a lot.

The room is divided into two parts. In the middle, there is a floor-to-ceiling large flower curtain that divides the room into two parts.

The terrifying figure just now was the shadow of a suit of clothes hanging on the coat rack in front of the curtain. The fat man heaved a sigh of relief after seeing it clearly.

Facing the door is a big bed and a wardrobe on the side. There is no floor on the floor, but red paint according to the old-fashioned decoration. The wall is also painted with red paint dado at a position of about 1.8 meters.

The red paint is as glaring as blood. A garage decorated like this makes people feel uncomfortable. Wang Man and the others are already standing at the door looking in.

The fat man drew a few areas with white chalk on the ground, obviously here are footprints.

Zhou Hai walked over these places, walked to the side of the big flower curtain, grabbed the curtain and pulled it sideways, and the curtain was pulled open.

"I go!"

The fat man gritted his teeth and shook his body. This was like a slaughterhouse, no wonder the walls were painted red to cover up the bloodstains.

A white chopping board the size of a massage bed appeared here, a knife rack on the wall, with a row of knives of various styles inserted, and two huge buckets beside it, one filled with water, and the other covered with deep and shallow blood stains , there is a gas stove on the ground, and a huge iron pot is placed on it.

Zhou Hai approached and drew out a long and narrow machete. The place where the hilt and the body of the knife combined was dark brown, and the whole knife exuded a strong smell of blood.

The white chopping board beside him could be seen to have been carefully scrubbed, but the blood stains cannot be removed by scrubbing. Zhou Hai picked up a piece of broken bone with tweezers and sent it under the magnifying glass.

The cross-section was flat, and the overall shape was circular and one side was slightly convex. The articular surface of the humerus was damaged. Zhou Hai recalled it, and it seemed that only Wang Hong's humerus had such a defect.

He raised his hand and put the bone fragment into the evidence bag.

"Fatty, take all the knives back for inspection, it seems that this is the first scene, let's start!"

The fat man began to collect evidence, extracting all possible locations such as walls, floors, chopping boards, pots, and curtains.

The blackened vat was not spared, and the reddish-brown substance on the edge was cut off with a knife, divided into several parts and packed in different bags.

Zhou Hai stood outside the curtain. There were also some small dark spots on the bed, which should be bloodstains. He knocked there and called out a fat man, and the fat man went over to extract it.

Zhou Hai stood in the middle of the house and turned around, "Are the walls and floors painted red to kill people?"

Wang Man, who was at the door, came in, "It seems to be too planned. Generally, the paint is either for decoration or to cover up something!"

Zhou Hai suddenly turned around and looked at the property manager. The man was already frightened, and he was leaning against the door, holding the key in both hands, motionless.

"When was this garage sold to Wang Shuli?"

The man was a little surprised by the sudden roll call, blinked his eyes, took out a small book and looked through it.

"In 2005, half a year after the completion of the community, he bought this garage, because he couldn't sell it, so he didn't care that he wasn't the owner here."

"Nine years?"

Zhou Hai muttered to himself, and used a scalpel to cut open a somewhat bulging wall.

Maybe it's because there is no ventilation and there is a lot of water, the garage is relatively humid, so with the movement of Zhou Hai to lift it, a large piece of red paint was lifted off.

There were dark brown blood stains on the peeled off paint skin and the wall.

The fat man came over upon hearing the sound, and measured the height and shape of the bloodstain.

"This is blood splatter, and the spindle shape is obvious. It seems that there was a murder here before it was painted."

Zhou Hai glanced at Wang Man, "Be careful, tear off all this piece of wall covering, and mark the order of each piece, is that okay?"

Wang Man was irritated by this sentence, "Can it work?" He waved his hand and led people in, and imitated Zhou Hai's example to cut open the wall, then gently tilted it, and tore it hard.

The fat man had already checked the surroundings of the bed. Seeing their movements, he wanted to pull the bed inward, but he stretched out his hand and pushed, but the bed didn't move at all.

Zhou Hai squinted his eyes, the weight was wrong, he also walked over, tapped Wang Man's shoulder, and made a pause gesture with his hand.

"Stop for a moment and lift the mattress down."

Several people worked together, the mattress was lifted and stood on one side, and the bed made of four huge boxes appeared in front of everyone.

box?

The fat man reached out and was about to open it.

Zhou Haigao let out a loud drink.

"do not move!"

　This case is coming to an end, please collect it!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)