I want to be a super cop

Chapter 101 homicide
"Oh?"

Zhong Tianzheng is interested, so he must have discovered something.

"There are fingerprints on it."

The comrades from the technical department pointed to the top of the toilet partition, and the mobile phone rang, so they went out with the mobile phone.

That's good, I can check the scene again.

For a criminal policeman, if he wants to solve the case quickly, the best way is to go to the scene to find clues.

Because he looked too hastily just now, he didn't rush to climb up this time, but kept walking back and forth from the two toilets on the left and right, his eyes carefully scanning every corner.

After getting an impression of every detail, Zhong Tianzheng put on new shoe covers and gloves, and officially entered the scene.

Due to his height advantage, Zhong Tian was stepping on the toilet tank, and he could see the whole picture of the top of the partition by standing on tiptoe.

Above the top floor of the partition, a thick layer of ash was scattered.

In the middle, there are obvious friction marks and eight finger prints.

Fingerprints are obviously covered on top of the friction marks.

That is to say, rubbing first and finger pressing later.

Zhong Tianzheng shifted his gaze to the nylon rope that had not been removed.

There is obviously ashes left on the ferrule, probably from the friction marks on the top layer of the partition.

There is a plausible explanation for the rubbing marks of the ash.

What about the eight finger prints?
Zhong Tianzheng turned down, recalled the height of the deceased Meng Shi, and walked into the toilet on the right.

"wrong."

Zhong Tianzheng frowned, his feet hovered in mid-air for several seconds, and then he took back the steps he had taken.

The two toilets are different.

Looking along the line of sight, there are Meng Shi's footprints on the toilet seat on the left.

This footprint is easy to explain, Meng Shi is not tall enough, he needs to step on the toilet seat to put the rope around his neck.

It's just that the toilet lid on the right side and even the toilet tank are very clean without any footprints.

He didn't step on the toilet lid, so how could he pass the nylon rope through the load-bearing steel structure of the ceiling?Then go through the space in the middle of the partition that is no more than [-] centimeters?
Throw the rope up?And then through the partition?

It can be thrown, but the success rate is not high, and it is unnecessary.

It's not acrobatics.

Stepping on the toilet seat is the quickest and most convenient way to die.

"So, why are there no footprints on the toilet lid on the right side or even on the tank?"

The fingerprints on the top of the partition appeared again in Zhong Tianzheng's mind.

Judging from the direction of the finger marks, it should be left by Meng Shi standing on the left, climbing and pressing on the top floor.

Normally.

The nylon rope should be tied to the water tank on the right, and then step on the water tank to pass the rope through the load-bearing structure of the ceiling and extend to the left.

If there are fingerprints remaining in contact with the top of the partition, it should also be from right to left instead of left to right.

Then what is he doing standing in the toilet on the left with his hands on the partition?
at the same time.

Just now, the doubts he had with Team Leader Li also surfaced.

Why didn't he just kill himself in the toilet on the right instead of trying to get the rope through the partition at a sixty-degree angle and running to the left to end himself?
On the right, the rope and the load-bearing beam are the ninety-degree angles that are optimally stressed.

With this question in mind, Zhong Tianzheng's gaze once again fell on the heavy steel beams of the ceiling, and then turned away.

The best way to find out what happened at that time is to restore it on the spot.

Taking out a piece of rope in the equipment room, Zhong Tianzheng returned to the scene again, entered the toilet on the right, untied the rope, and first tried to let the rope pass through the load-bearing steel structure by throwing and throwing.

This reciprocation was carried out five times in a row, but it was impossible to pass, let alone let the rope pass through the partition through the throwing action.

Zhong Tian was stepping on the toilet seat, and this time it went much smoother.

The first question then emerged.

Why didn't he step on the toilet lid?
If you step on the toilet seat, why are there no footprints?

Wipe afterward?

Again.

You can wipe it off, but it's not necessary.

With everything arranged properly, Zhong Tianzheng retreated to the toilet on the left, stepped on the toilet tank, loosened the movable knot, and slipped it in towards his neck.

do not know why.

The moment the rope was looped in, Zhong Tianzheng felt a little nervous in his heart, especially unreliable.

"What are you doing!"

The piercing screams of comrades from the technical department sounded from behind.

"Fuck!"

Zhong Tianzheng was really taken aback, and fell straight down with a swipe of his foot.

"No, no."

The instantly tightened noose wrapped tightly around Zhong Tianzheng's neck, pain and suffocation followed one after another, his whole head was congested and swollen, and his brain went blank.

The whole person subconsciously kept kicking his legs, and desperately pulled the rope around his neck with both hands.

It seems like a century has passed.

Zhong Tianzheng suddenly felt a sense of solidity under his feet, and the original feeling of suffocation disappeared, so he stood back on the toilet seat again and took his head out of the rope.

"Puff puff puff."

Zhong Tianzheng was breathing in the air heavily, and when his mind regained his clarity, he looked at the comrades in the technical department resentfully: "What's your name? Can we not appear at a scene in the future?"

"Fuck, I'm not thinking that you want to commit suicide."

The comrades in the technical department justified themselves aggrievedly.

"Then I have to thank you, old man, for saving your life."

Zhong Tianzheng clasped his hands together and waved at him, his eyes fell on the partition wall.

On the partition wall, there were many footprints left by Meng Shi struggling when he was trapped, which was not far from Zhong Tianzheng's performance just now.

However, this Meng Shi is a person who wants to die wholeheartedly, so why is the arc of struggle so wide?

Is it a subconscious behavior when human life is threatened?
After personal experience.

The doubts in Zhong Tianzheng's mind became more and more intense.

The whole scene looked like a suicide scene, but the layout of the scene seemed very strange.

Especially the toilet on the right with no footprints.

However, although it is strange, it cannot be said that Meng Shi was killed by him.

But he still couldn't figure out why Meng Shi had to go through so much trouble and finally hang himself in the toilet on the left?

"Could it be that I'm thinking too much?" Seeing the sixty-degree angle formed between the nylon rope and the partition, Zhong Tianzheng fell into deep thought again.

in mind.

The master-level spatial imagination spread out, and a scene where he hanged himself and ended himself appeared in his mind. Various scenes were rehearsed and alternated, but each scene was in line with the situation of his own hanging.

Meng Shi really committed suicide?

Zhong Tian was listing all the information he had in his mind one by one, just when he was about to judge that Meng Shi had hanged himself.

The fingerprints on the top of the partition popped out again, and the whole person suddenly realized.

in mind.

The original crime scene composed of master-level spatial imagination is completely smashed and then reassembled, and a complete crime scene is presented again.

When Meng Shi entered the toilet, he suddenly heard a sound from the toilet next door. Out of curiosity, he stepped on the toilet, grasped the top of the partition with both hands, and probed upwards at the same time.

Before he could see clearly, a tied noose fell from the sky.

In a panic, Meng Shi's soles were unstable and he fell, his neck was strangled to death by the nylon rope noose.

This also forms a perfect self-hanging scene.

this case.

It should be him!

　I uploaded a picture of the scene of this case in the book review area of ​​​​Creation. My writing skills may not be enough to describe it, so I just put together pictures. Friends who are interested can check it out in the book review area.

　　
　
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