While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 212
Jiang Zhao was taken aback when he heard the words, and saw that all the police officers in the meeting room except the assistance team had expressions of confusion. Just as he was about to ask, he saw Song He wrote two factory names on a piece of paper and showed them to everyone.

Yongxing?

Changxing?

Chang Xing!

Jiang Zhao's heart was shocked, and a flash of light flashed in his mind!
The rest of the police officers in the meeting room were also stunned, and two of them couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.

Liu Linjun's eyes flickered, looking at Song He with curiosity.

And Jiang Zhao on the side couldn't help but ask, "Where is that factory?"

Song He said slowly: "Yangjiao County, Kaesong, closed down in July 30 years ago, only one month after the incident occurred."

"As for whether this fertilizer factory has anything to do with the suspect, we probably won't know until we conduct on-site investigations."

Jiang Zhao calmed down after hearing the words, glanced at Liu Linjun, then turned his gaze to Song He, nodded and said, "I'll arrange for someone to investigate. Does Consultant Song have any suggestions for the investigation process?"

Facing Jiang Zhao's inquiry, Song He nodded: "As usual, it is good to ask the old employees of the fertilizer factory and investigate the murderer. What I care more about is that if there is no harvest in the factory, please find a map of Yangjiao County back then. Send it back."

"Also, this map needs to clearly mark all the buildings around Changxing Chemical Fertilizer Factory, which may be of great use."

"In addition, if possible, please focus on Kaesong and the surrounding counties to find out whether there was a sudden death incident 30 years ago, and whether there are any victims similar to the electric homicide."

"Although I may be overthinking it, there is still a possibility after all, so please trouble Team Jiang."

Jiang Zhao secretly sighed that Song He was meticulous, and immediately ordered two police officers: "Pack up your things and take the nearest high-speed train to Kaesong immediately. I will send an application to assist in the investigation. Remember, if you are not allowed to come back, you will be sent to the city." Don't come back, follow the instructions to investigate, and report all the investigation results regardless of size."

"Yes!"

The two police officers responded, and walked out of the meeting room neatly.
Song He smiled gratefully, and asked again: "Team Jiang, there is one more thing. I found that there is no description of the suspect's accent by the hotel staff in the file. Is there any reason?"

"The suspect speaks Mandarin and doesn't have any unique foreign accent." Jiang Zhao shook his head and smiled wryly: "But this also reveals that he should have received education. After all, Mandarin was not very popular 30 years ago."

"Since it is Mandarin, the scope can be narrowed down a bit." Song He thought: "You must know that the suspect was about 30 years old at the time. At that time, it was not easy for him to master Mandarin fluently at his age."

"So he should be well-educated, or must master Mandarin for work reasons, or have a good language environment."

"No matter from which angle you look at it, there should be no reason for this person to embark on the path of seeking wealth and murdering his life."

Jiang Zhao nodded and said: "We have also speculated about this. It is very likely that something happened to his living environment that caused him to go on the road of no return."

"After all, people's hearts were fluctuating in that era, and many former iron rice bowls were smashed to pieces."

"I hope I can find some useful information from the closed fertilizer factory." Song He nodded, picked up a photo and asked: "Jiang team, is there any clearer photo about the wound of the deceased?" ?”

Jiang Zhao looked up, and said in a regretful tone: "Sorry, this is the clearest. You know the camera at that time, and it's not bad if you can take such a picture. Is there any problem with this photo?"

"The wound feels a bit weird." Song He frowned and stared at the photo carefully, but even with his super eyesight, he couldn't break through the pixel limit of the photo.

Everyone picked up the documents in their hands and found the page of the photo, but they couldn't see anything, so they had to look at Song He again.

Fortunately, Song He didn't hold back everyone's appetite, and explained, "It's true that these two wounds were caused by electric shocks, but I always feel that there is something wrong with the tools used to commit crimes."

At this time Lu Lao suddenly said: "Young man, do you think these two wounds are a bit small?"

Seeing the old man speak, Song He quickly stood up and nodded, "Yes, Mr. Lu. As far as I know, the intensity of electric current that can leave scars on the human body is not ordinary, and wounds are difficult to control."

"And the wound left on the deceased is so small, obviously the tip of the crime tool is also very small. At the same time, in order to ensure that the target can be killed, the duration of the electric shock must reach a certain length of time."

"Let's imagine that when the murderer touches the dead with the tip, in order to prevent the possible struggle of the dead from interrupting the electric shock process, this crime tool must have a certain degree of hardness."

"At the same time, the murderer also needs to ensure that he is not harmed, so it must be both conductive and insulating."

"I really can't imagine something that satisfies these four conditions at the same time based on the conditions of the year, so there is a high probability that it should be self-made by him."

Lu Lao nodded and smiled: "We were similar to what you thought back then, and many people discussed that the wound was used to touch the neck of the deceased with the top of the crime tool instead of sticking it on the neck of the deceased, so we found all kinds of things. Try to do it yourself."

"In the end, we found that two thicker copper wires were wrapped with insulating tape, and then they were wrapped together side by side."

"Then turn on the electricity again, exposing the copper wire at the top, and you can create exactly the same wound on the pig."

"However, this is all our inference. Without actual evidence, it has not been written in the case file."

electric pig...

Song He's throat twitched and said: "Seniors have worked hard, it really took a lot of effort back then."

"Oh, it's not as good as you guys." Lu Lao shook his head and said, "We could only work stupidly at that time, and we were far behind you."

Song He Wenyan hurriedly gave in a few words, looked at Jiang Zhao and asked, "Captain Jiang, I have one last question."

When Jiang Zhao heard that there was more, he was shocked immediately: "Consultant Song, tell me."

"This man has worked so hard to make tools for committing crimes." Song He said with a serious expression, "Would it be possible to stop doing one case? Especially if he hasn't been caught in this case yet."

Jiang Zhao was about to speak, but was stopped by Liu Linjun and gave Lu Lao the opportunity to speak.

Only Lu Lao said slowly: "We also thought of this possibility, but no similar case happened before or after the electrocution case."

Song He is not someone who easily changes his point of view. He just shook his head and said, "I don't deny the possibility that this case is the only one, but there are also other cases. For example, the murderer committed the crime but was not found, or he Failed murder or something."

As soon as Song He finished speaking, the atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became inexplicably heavy.

Liu Linjun observed Song He's expression, and asked while everyone was thinking: "Consultant Song, do you know what it means if your speculation comes true?"

"I know." Song He nodded seriously and said, "Once my speculation turns out to be true, this electrocution case may turn into a vicious serial murder case that shocks the entire province and even the country."

"But from the perspective of a murderer, the luck of not being arrested for one crime is enough to give birth to the next crime!"

(End of this chapter)