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Chapter Eighteen A Murder Case

It seems that there is no way to get in from the front... Li Moyang looked at the gate of the construction site, and then at the trash can on the roadside. After thinking about it, he pulled the lid of the trash can and put it on the wall, and stepped on it.

After climbing the wall, he turned over and jumped into the construction site.

While the guard didn't notice Li Moyang, Li Moyang scanned the entire construction site and discovered the source of the scream just now.

A man was lying on the ground, surrounded by several people with panic-stricken faces.

Suppressing my pounding heart, I ran to the person lying down and could see clearly.

There was a horrific bloody wound on the man's chest, right at the heart, which seemed to have penetrated the entire chest.

Li Moyang looked at this hideous-looking corpse and was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Such an expression... Protruding eyeballs... He must have been greatly frightened before his death... Judging from the degree of physical stiffness, this unfortunate child must have been dead for a while... The deceased had his arms open and the zipper of his down jacket

It was not zipped up, and the red-stained thermal clothes were dry and hard.

It’s such a cold day, why did he leave his down jacket open? Isn’t it cold?…

That's not the only thing wrong, there's also his feet...

"Hey, who are you? What are you doing here?" Before Li Moyang could study it carefully, he felt someone hit him hard on the back of his head, and his eyes were filled with stars. Li Moyang grinned in pain and stood up holding his head.

, before he could say anything, his ears were pinched again, "Look at you sneaking to our construction site, do you want to steal something!" Xiao Wang, when the police come, remember to arrest this guy as well.

Leave it to the police!"

Li Moyang squinted his eyes, ignoring the pain in his ears, and glanced at this man's face.

His face is full of flesh, with two small eyes as big as beans, and a gold necklace as thick as Li Moyang’s thumb hanging around his neck... At first glance, he looks like the kind of wealthy boss. He has a fierce look on his face, and the fat on his cheeks is all...

Li Moyang trembling wildly

He was so angry that he waved away his hand that was twisting Li Moyang's ears, and said righteously, "A murder occurred on your construction site. You don't suspect that I am the murderer but you suspect that I am a thief. Is human life more important?

Is money important?"

As Li Moyang spoke, he took out a small purple-red notebook, opened it and showed it to the rich man, "Before the police arrive here, I will conduct a preliminary inspection of the scene. Please tell your workers to stay away from this place."

area and protect the scene."

The rich man squinted his piggy eyes and looked at Li Moyang's notebook, "n...nda? What is this? Who are you? You!" Li Moyang sighed, it's terrible to be uneducated, what's the use of just having money..."

If you have time, read more books and newspapers. National Detective Association, we have the right to investigate any criminal cases and emergencies as soon as possible. Do you understand?"

Judging from his stunned look, you knew that he didn't understand at all... Forget it, Li Moyang didn't intend to continue explaining to him, and lowered his body to inspect the body.

The police arrived at the scene soon. Li Moyang showed their identity to them and obtained the right to assist in the investigation of the incident. With their help, Li Moyang briefly understood the relevant background.

The deceased was an engineering designer of the urban construction company, named He Bin, 35 years old. He was appointed as the chief designer and chief engineer of the H city subway construction project six months ago. He had been working at the construction sites of various subway stations before because of work needs.

Conduct routine inspections to monitor the progress of the project

The situation, but after arriving at the construction site of the subway airport station at about two o'clock last night, he never went to the next station, and the phone could not be reached. It was not until the workers at the construction site came to work in the morning that they discovered his body. He was lying there.

There is an open space where building materials are piled on the upper right side of the construction site.

And that old fat man is indeed a boss as Li Moyang thought. Dong Huasheng, 50 years old, the person in charge of the construction company and the vice chairman of the Third Engineering Company of the 28th Bureau of Railway Construction, was specially transferred from the north to City H to take charge.

Subway construction project. After a worker reported to him that he found the body of the deceased in the morning, he immediately called the police.

"I said, comrade police, there have been a lot of thieves in our construction site recently," Dong Huasheng shook off the fat on his face and kept saying anxiously to a policeman who was holding a camera to take pictures of the scene, "these group of thieves"

Thieves are very crazy in away games. In addition to stealing things in the duty room and employee lounge, sometimes they even steal the scaffolding on the construction site. Li Moyang said, this must be the work of those thieves..."

When Dong Huasheng was talking, he kept rubbing his hands together. You could tell at a glance that this was a typical nervous emotion. Of course, when you are nervous and panicked, your palms will sweat reflexively, and rubbing your hands like this is just the right thing to do.

It's to wipe away the sweat on my hands.

Li Moyang couldn't help but laugh when he looked at him, who was afraid that the matter would be brought to him and hurriedly labeled the thief as a murderer. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "Hey, hey, hey, don't hinder other people's work. What's the matter?"

Can you tell me the situation? They are responsible for surveying the scene, and I am responsible for the investigation... In addition, this comrade policeman," Li Moyang turned to the policeman who was taking pictures and said, "you don't want to take so many photos. Here, there is nothing.

Not the first scene..."

As soon as he heard what Li Moyang said, the old fat man immediately approached Li Moyang with wide-eyed eyes, "You...what did you say? How could this not be the first scene? Didn't you see there was blood everywhere here?" Li Moyang

He smiled and said with a hint of sarcasm, "Boss Dong, it seems that the murderer has the same simple thinking as you. Do you think that as long as the surrounding area is covered with the blood of the deceased, everyone will think that this is the first scene?"

Dong Huasheng nodded with a confused look on his face, which was a bit silly. Li Moyang suppressed his laughter and said, "Then let me ask you a question, Boss Dong. Li Moyang just got off the plane a few days ago.

None of them are in H City. Excuse me, has it rained in H City recently?" "Yes, yes, it rained last Wednesday, and it was quite heavy." That means it has been seven weeks.

It's been eight days, right? "Yes, that's right..." "That's not right, Boss Dong, see for yourself," Li Moyang pointed to the corpse's shoes, "After so many days, most of the construction site

The ground is completely dry, but the deceased's shoes are still covered with mud... This clearly shows that this dry open space is not the scene of the first murder."

This guy should really lose weight. Just bending down took a lot of effort. He looked at the mud on the deceased's shoes, with horror written on his face. After looking at it for a while, he stood up with difficulty, his face full of doubts.

He raised his eyebrows and asked Li Moyang, "So according to what you said, someone killed Lao He and dragged him here?" Li Moyang nodded, expressionless, "Congratulations, Boss Dong, your IQ
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