They didn't slow down until they walked out of Rouge Alley. Li Tianhua, who was the first to complain, raised his head and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with lingering fear. "Oh, I didn't expect that an honest man like Lao Qin would be killed.
It seems that the world is getting more and more chaotic. I tell you guys, we should all be careful in the future so that we don’t meet bad people and lose our lives.”
Ah!" "That's right, forget it, leave quickly, lest you have to be called back by these officials when you turn around." "I don't want to go again, I feel dizzy when I smell the blood!" "Come on,
Let's break up, let's all go home and calm down!" After a while of sighing, the four of them went their separate ways. How could they be in the mood to eat or drink when something like this happened.
His eyes returned to the crime scene in Rouge Alley. Jiang Qiang waved and called An Ran to his side. He pointed at a name on the confession and whispered. "An Ran asked Hu Zi to follow this person now.
Look what he is doing!" "Yes!" Although An Ran felt a little strange, this was Jiang Qiang's order, so he just obeyed it. As for the others, looking at Jiang Qiang's calm face, they couldn't help but whisper.
They discussed, "Do you think this murder case, Director Jiang, can be solved?" "I think it's quite mysterious. There are no clues, and I can't find any motive for the crime. How can I solve it? What can I use to solve it?" "Yes, if he can solve it?"
Once this case is solved, I, Qin Siyu, will be convinced."
After leaving the scene, Jiang Qiang came back and was called directly to the office by the deputy director. Looking at the annoying young man in front of him, the deputy director was still very good at showing off his skills. "Director Jiang, what happened in the office just now?"
I issued a death order and asked for the case to be solved within a time limit. Otherwise, I don’t know how those newspaper reporters would talk nonsense and make the people panic. How about it? If I give you three days, can you solve this case?" said the deputy director.
Putting on a business-like attitude. "Three days?" Jiang Qiang squinted his eyes and looked at the deputy director with a bit of doubt. He knew that the deputy director was the backstage of the mayor of Tianjin. These days
I also heard some rumors, saying that he, a young boy, had no ability and was just lucky. But Jiang Qiang didn't care at all. Whether you have ability or not is not based on words, it must be done based on your true ability! But it's not obvious like this
A murder case with a motive, let alone three days in the office, is not uncommon even if it is left unsolved for three months or even three years. "Sorry, Director, our Criminal Investigation Department is directly responsible to Director An Shiping, so this
You'd better ask An Shiping to set the deadline for us."
These words made the deputy director's face suddenly look a little ugly. After a pause, the deputy director said with a smile: "Besides, I am doing this for your own good. You have just become the director of the Criminal Investigation Division. If we are together,
Ordinary murder cases can't be solved, so I'm afraid I'll be criticized by others!" Haha, the criticism is yours! Jiang Qiang said calmly: "Director, I will definitely go all out to handle the case, but I can't guarantee this deadline.
." Seeing Jiang Qiang's desolate look, Jian De's eyes flashed with a gloomy look, and he said in a businesslike manner: "Well, Jiang Qiang, I'll tell you the truth now, I've already followed up.
Report, we will get to the bottom of this case within three days. If it cannot be completed within the time limit, the superiors will blame you, but don’t blame me!” No wonder I was asked to take this case, it turned out to be waiting for me here! But I already have this case
You have a clue, so if you want to cause trouble, there must be no chance to take advantage of it.
"Director, if I can solve the case within three days, shouldn't the superiors also give some rewards to the brothers?" Jiang Qiang said calmly. The deputy director didn't even think about it and blurted out: "Okay.
, This is no problem." "Okay, thank you first, Chief, I'm going to do some work." Jiang Qiang raised the corners of his lips slightly, turned around and walked out of the office, and the police officers outside who originally had their ears pricked up saw someone coming out.
After that, everyone started to get busy again. "Huh, boy, you're not ashamed of your words. If it can't be broken in three days, I'll see how you explain it!" In the office, the deputy director squinted his eyes and looked gloomy. Is it reckless? Jiang Qiang is actually not doing this at all.
Reckless, his career experience in his previous life told him that if he chooses to be patient in everything, he will definitely not be able to go long. If he cannot solve this murder case, it is equivalent to confirming the rumor that he is just lucky and does not have much ability.
Thinking of this, Jiang Qiang took a sip of water, waved to Pei Dongchang, changed into casual clothes and set off in a hurry.
"Captain, that guy is really nothing. He clearly wants to set you up. How could such a senseless murder case be solved in three days?" An Ran said angrily after leaving the police station. "
Don't worry about him, let's just do our job. Let's go, let's go to the south of the city." "Yes!" An Ran felt sudden happiness that she could finally be alone with Jiang Qiang. The case was nothing like her.
It doesn't matter, I just want to be with Jiang Qiang every day. If Jiang Qiang knew An Ran's thoughts at this time, he might immediately send this little girl back to his father's place.
Shibaguai Hutong in the south of the city. When Jiang Qiang came over in a rickshaw, Huzi immediately walked out from the corner, glanced at An Ran, and followed up with a report. "Captain, I have been watching over here. This Jingtian is going home."
I haven't been out since." "Well, that's good, just keep an eye on it. There's no need to alert others." Jiang Qiang looked around, then pointed at a teahouse not far away: "Come on, let's set up a monitoring point over there.
I want to know his every move." "Yes!" The teahouse elegant room. After the telescope was set up, Huzi continued to monitor. An Ran next to him asked with some doubts, "Captain, do you suspect this?
Is this guy related to Uncle Qin's murder case?" "Yeah." Jiang Qiang stood in front of the window and nodded. "Is this possible? They seem to be from the same school, and it is said that they have a good relationship." Jiang Qiang thought about what he saw.
His confession was somewhat unconvincing. "Nothing is impossible, everything is possible! When handling a case, you must make bold assumptions and verify evidence carefully, and you will not have the word murderer written on your face!" Jiang Qiang heard this.
After speaking, he said calmly. "Yes, the director is right!" An Ran nodded quickly as if taught. "Captain, if there is an emergency, he is out!" At this moment, An Ran suddenly turned around and said. Jiang Qiang raised the telescope.
Looking over, he saw that it was Jing Tianrui who was still wearing a suit and left the house in a hurry. "Captain, do you want to continue to follow?" Huzi turned around and asked. "Well, go ahead." Jiang Qiang waved his hand. "Yes.
!" Putting down the telescope, Huzi put on his hat and hurried downstairs. "Captain, what about us?" An Ran asked respectfully. Looking at the small courtyard downstairs, Jiang Qiang rubbed his chin and clapped his hands:
"I'll go in, and you can just watch from outside." "Captain, how about I go in?"
Facing An Ran's initiative to ask for help, Jiang Qiang said calmly: "You don't know what's going on here, so I'd better go. I have an intuition that the clues may be in this room." "Okay, I'll guard outside.
"An Ran no longer insisted. After the two went downstairs, they came to the back wall of the small courtyard. Jiang Qiang scanned the left and right sides and found nothing unusual. Then, with An Ran's cooperation, he used his strength to climb up the wall and lightly climbed onto the wall.
He easily walked into the small courtyard. After landing, Jiang Qiang looked around. This was a house with a single door and a single courtyard, with only the two rooms in front of it. Apart from a stone table, there was only a mottled sycamore tree left in the courtyard.
After seeing that there was nothing unusual here, Jiang Qiang came to the door. The moment he slowly opened the door, his face sank and his eyes narrowed slightly. Sure enough, there was something fishy about him. He saw a thin layer of carpet under the threshold.
As long as you push the door harder, the ashes will be blown everywhere. Even if you open the door lightly, if you don't pay attention, you will definitely leave footprints. "Humph, you actually arranged this back-up, someone named Jing
, you are not as innocent as you seem." Jiang Qiang jumped over the incense ashes and jumped into the house, and then carefully inspected the room. The layout of the house was very simple, with no extra decoration except for simple daily necessities.
There was only a vase placed on the jujube wood table against the wall. What was in it was not flowers, but a half-bald feather duster. There was a washbasin stand next to the door.
There was an ordinary wooden bed in the bedroom, and there was a desk next to it with some books on it. Everything seemed normal. Walking to the desk, Jiang Qiang picked up the pen on the table and looked at it, with a slight smile on his face.
Yiqiao. It seems that his guess is indeed correct. This guy is no longer suspicious, but rather disgusted! "Hey! Why is this thing here?" Just when Chu Mufeng turned around and wanted to go to the room next to him to continue.
When he checked, his pupils shrank suddenly, and two rays of light shot out from his eyes. On the cabinet beside the bed, he saw a jewelry box. A jewelry box that was exactly the same as the one that Huang Shilang took from him before! No!
, It shouldn’t be that one. Wang Gezhi reported to himself during lunch that day that the weasel had handed over the things to the owner. So does this one belong to Jingtian? He almost ignored this big flaw! An ordinary-looking jewelry box was so fair and honest
The floor is placed on the bedside table. Usually people don't pay much attention to it when they see it. This is a typical darkness under the lamp. The more obvious it is, the easier it is to ignore.
Jiang Qiang, who had found something in the stolen jewelry box before, was now 100% sure that the jewelry box in front of him was not simple either. The secrets hidden in it might lead to a shocking case.
I really didn't expect that Uncle Qin's death would actually involve this clue. Jiang Qiang immediately picked up the jewelry box and checked it. Sure enough, this one had exactly the same mechanism as the previous jewelry box that concealed digital secrets, with a mezzanine underneath. Open it.
After that, there was also a small piece of paper inside, with several lines of numbers densely written on it. Mysterious numbers! "This is definitely a password. You must find the code book, otherwise there is no way to crack the secret. The code book should be here."
In the room." With his rich experience in handling cases, Chu Mufeng did not hesitate and immediately looked through the room. Soon, he locked a book.
This book is called "Chunhua Poetry Collection", and it is among the piles of books on the desk. The reason why I chose this book is quite simple. Because Chu Mufeng discovered that this book was the only one among the piles of books on the desk.
The name is a bit out of place. "It should be you!" You must know that he was professionally trained in code deciphering back then, and he also studied how his instructors used "Butterfly Dream" to obtain deciphering information, so he immediately pulled out "Chunhua Poetry Collection"
.The simple codebooks of this period were all like this. They were nothing more than playing with numerical codes, and the numerical code was a combination of the number of pages, rows and columns. For example, the number 2647 most likely represents page 26, page 4
A character in row 7. As long as you combine the Chinese characters represented by these numbers, you can know the information content. When Jiang Qiang tried to decipher the numbers one by one according to this rule, a figure appeared at the entrance of the alley.
It was Jing Tian who was back. Thinking that the captain was still inside, An Ran, who was in charge of the release, immediately chased after him: "Mr. Jing, wait!" After a pause, Jing Tian Rui, who was standing at the door, turned to look at An Ran with a slightly confused expression.
A little confused, he asked: "Who are you?" "I'm from the Criminal Investigation Division of the Police Department. I have something else to ask you about the case of Uncle Qin's murder." An Ran said directly. "Is there anything else you need to ask me about?"
I've said it all this morning!" A trace of panic flashed in Jingtian's eyes, and he said with some caution. "Oh, haven't you and Qin Shuli worked together before? You must know more about him.
So I want to ask you if you know what other hobbies he has besides raising grasshoppers, and if he has ever had any grudges with anyone!" An Ran took out a pen and notebook and said seriously. "Sir, this is for me.
I’m really not sure. I’ve told you everything I know!” Jingtian shook his head and said. “If you recollect your memories carefully, you might have forgotten something!” An Ran said matter-of-factly. “Sir, why don’t you go and give me some time?”
I'll go back and think about it carefully. Do you think I'll go find you?" Jingtian frowned and said, "Okay, I'll give you time now, and you can think about it slowly!"
"Sir, why don't you go sit at home and have a cup of tea? I'll tell you what comes to mind!" With that, Jingtian turned around and was about to open the door. Jiang Qiang was about to go up and stop him, but the door suddenly opened from the inside, and a
Someone walked out of it. "You...why are you in my house? Sir, there is a thief...ah!" Jingtian was stunned for a moment, then turned and shouted at An Ran. Bang! Jiang Qiang, who had just gone out, saw
When he arrived at Jingtian who was standing at the door, he knocked him down without saying a word. With deliberate calculation and unintentional intentions, coupled with Jiang Qiang's proficiency in grappling, Jingtian was naturally powerless to fight back and knelt on the ground wailing. "
You...what are you going to do? Sir, catch him quickly, this gangster actually dares to commit murder!" "Fart, this is our Director Jiang!" Seeing Jiang Qiang arresting people, An Ran naturally stepped forward to help and took the
As soon as the handcuffs were released, Jiang Qiang quickly removed Jingtian's chin. You must know that spies in this era usually hide poison in their collars. Once the matter is exposed, they will take the poison without hesitation.
suicide.
This matter had to be guarded against. However, Jiang Qiang obviously overestimated this Jingtian, and his collar did not contain the deadly poison as imagined. He picked him up from the ground, Jiang Qiang waved his hand and said: "Take him back!
"In the interrogation room. After whining for a long time, Jingtian's face was flushed when his jaw was finally connected. He stared at Jiang Qiang and yelled at the top of his voice. "You are all policemen. You broke in in broad daylight.
Do you know that it is illegal to arrest people in a private house for no reason?" "Illegal?" Jiang Qiang stood up, took a few steps forward, with a playful look in his eyes, and said with a sideways glance. "You also know that we are
It's a police officer. What do you think we're going to do at your house? Are you planning to treat you to dinner?" "You...what do you mean?" As if he couldn't accept Jiang Qiang's teasing, Jingtian's face turned pale and he shouted: "
I know that you are the captain and are responsible for my senior brother's murder case. If you don't hurry up and solve the case, why are you coming to my house? Do you think the murderer will be hiding in my house?" "That's not possible!" Jiang Qiang said calmly. "You are just like that.
It’s unreasonable.” Jingtian looked furious and said with a choked voice: “My senior brother’s body is still cold. You policemen didn’t catch the murderer but went to my house to investigate. Did you find any valuable clues? What if?
If not, I will sue you for breaking into a private house!" The jurors were Hu Zi and An Ran.
The two of them didn't know what kind of medicine Jiang Qiang was selling in his gourd, so they could only remain silent. "Break into a private house?" Jiang Qiang tapped his fingers on the table, looked at Jingtian and mocked: "Do you think you are very smart?
, all traces have been cleaned up, so we have no clues at all, and we don’t think you are the murderer?" "What? You said I was the murderer? Did you say I killed the senior brother?
"Jingtian seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke in the world, laughing so hard. "I know you black-hearted policemen handle cases like this. Whenever you encounter a case that cannot be solved, you will just find someone to take the blame. I
Is he the one you are going to pull out to top the tank?" "Are you trying to beat yourself up? I tell you, I have friends in the newspaper office. If you want to call a deer a horse, and confuse right and wrong..." "Confuse right and wrong!" Jiang Qiang
He turned his palm into a fist and slammed it against the table. Jingtian was so frightened that he suddenly trembled and his words stopped. Then, he scolded him with burning eyes: "Jingtian, you really don't want to die until the Yellow River. Do you think we have any clues?"
None? To tell you the truth, I now have enough evidence to prove that you are the real murderer!"
"You should have done it unexpectedly, rather than planning it for a long time. So after you killed someone, you just erased some obvious traces, but inadvertently exposed some other information." "You are left-handed.
Right?" Jiang Qiang changed the topic. "Yes! What's wrong?" Jingtian nodded. "The deceased was hit hard on the left side of the back of the head and died. According to the scene, there were no signs of a struggle, that is,
It is said that the perpetrator should have known the deceased, so he could easily enter his home, and then launch a sneak attack from behind the deceased." "According to normal people's habits, if you commit the crime with your right hand, you should hit the right side of the back of the deceased's head. Only left-handed people can do this.
It will smash to the left side." Jiang Qiang casually gestured in the air and said. "So what? Couldn't it be that the murderer did it deliberately? Besides, there are so many left-handers, why should you say that I am the murderer!" Jingtian was full of reluctance.
He argued, but there was a hint of panic in his eyes.
"Of course, this alone just makes me suspicious, so I went to your house to take a look." As he said, Jiang Qiang casually picked up a notebook from the table and said: "This is the note of the deceased, I guess you must not be in the mood to read it.
But you would never have dreamed that because of your greed, you left another big flaw." "The deceased said that he had just received a top-quality flower-membrane porcelain gourd for raising grasshoppers this morning, with landscapes carved on it.
The pattern has been plated out, and he couldn't put it down." "But I didn't find the gourd at the scene. Instead, I saw it at your house. After all, you also like to raise grasshoppers. When you saw this gourd, you held hands with me.
It's not an exaggeration." Jiang Qiang said calmly. "You... you are so far-fetched, what's wrong with the gourd I keep for raising grasshoppers?" Jingtian argued.
"Yes, it's normal to have a similar gourd, but there is also a toad in the gourd that the deceased accidentally discovered last night, snoring at Qing'er. Is this also a coincidence?" Jiang Qiang's eyes seemed to penetrate the other person's chest.
.Looking at Qing'er snoringly? What the hell is that? Huzi and Anran, who didn't know much about raising grasshoppers, looked at Jiang Qiang curiously. "This... I raised this myself, what's wrong?"
"Jing Tian's pupils shrank, but he still argued forcefully. "Humph, raise it yourself? You think Qing'er is just a cabbage, can you raise it if you want?" Jiang Qiang continued: "Besides, in your home, I
I saw another crucial thing: the murder weapon!" "The murder weapon? How can I have any murder weapons at home?" Jingtian said with a pale face. "Of course this is it!" As he said that, Jiang Qiang took out a thick piece from his pocket.
The inkstone was placed on the table! "According to the understanding of the murder scene, the fatal injury suffered by the deceased was a hard object hitting the back of the head. What is the thing in his room that best matches the shape of the wound?"
"I have also imagined several possibilities, such as stones, vases, stools... but they don't feel like it, because the shape of the wound is textured." "With this question, when I searched your house, I saw this piece.
"Inkstone, I thought at that time that it was definitely this inkstone that killed Uncle Qin." Jiang Qiang concluded in one word. In other words, there is no DNA testing method in this era, otherwise, Jiang Qiang can be sure that there will definitely be residual tissue of the deceased on it.
"Although this inkstone has been wiped clean by you, Jingtian, don't you think it's awkward to have such an inkstone on your table with pens and ink but no ink brushes?" "As for the decorations at the home of the deceased Qin Shuli,
There are three treasures of the study, but the only thing missing is the inkstone. Don’t you think it’s obvious enough?” Seeing Jiang Qiang presenting strong evidence one after another, beads of sweat appeared on Jingtian’s forehead, and his lips trembled slightly,
His face also turned from white to green. "To be honest, I can understand you taking away the gourd and Kan Qing'er, but I really don't know why you took the inkstone away instead of destroying it. Even if you threw it away on the road, it would still be wrong.
Is it safer than staying at home and using it as evidence of crime?" "Let me guess, although you don't use an inkstone, there are people you know who like it, so after you smashed Qin Shuli to death, you might as well just
Take it away, so you don't leave any clues and traces, right?" Jiang Qiang's analysis made Jing Tianrui's eyes widen, and a sense of timidity emerged in his heart.
Is this person named Jiang a divine calculator? How can he calculate so accurately? "I...why can't I have an inkstone? Why do I say that this inkstone belongs to Uncle Qin's house and is a murder weapon? I still say the same thing, I didn't kill anyone.
"Jingtian is a tough talker. He has made up his mind not to plead guilty, so what if he allows the other party to analyze everything clearly? "Don't be so tough, I have a third clue here, and that is the witness!"