Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

Cheng Nuo looked at He Wei with a faint smile, "It's not bad, you team member can still be saved."

The two talked for a long time, but He Wei didn't listen at all. He stood at the end of the autopsy table, looking at the two young corpses of a man and a woman on the left and right, thoughtfully.

"What are you thinking about?" Cheng Nuo asked.

He Wei shook his head, "It's nothing. Although Wang Xiaozhi's results are out, you just pretend you don't know what to do according to the original plan."

Just pretend you don’t know?

"what does it mean?"

After He Wei left a sentence that meant it literally, he left with Chen Zeyang.

Chen Zeyang could tell that He Wei was worried, so he asked: "Captain He, is there anything strange?"

"Well, there is indeed something strange, but I can't put it into words. Let's wait until the forensic and trace examination reports come out."

Back in the office, He Wei sat down and straightened his somewhat stiff waist. He put his head in his hands and leaned on the back of the chair. A photo of a sea-blue cake box was placed in the center of the table in front of him.

There were two crisp knocks on the door, and with He Wei's permission, the door opened.

"How's it going?"

Feichen walked in with a look of embarrassment on his face, "Following the English on the cake box, I found a private cake shop. Unfortunately, it's closed now. There's no one inside, and there's no contact information for the boss outside the door."

"Where's the takeout? There should be a contact number on it."

"I called, but no one answered the landline in the store."

He Wei sighed, "Then there's nothing we can do. When the doors open tomorrow morning, you can take someone with you."

"It's no problem to go, but we don't have any clues, Captain He."

"clue?"

"Yes, you see we found the store because we found the cake box. But it was empty and we had no idea what the cake looked like."

Feichen's concerns are correct. Although it is a private cake shop, the fixed styles cannot be too single, not counting custom-made items from customers. The cake does not have to be eaten on the same day, so if the murderer is not from the store and the people who appear on the cake store's monitor are strangers, how can we find him?

For at least 2-3 days, any customer or delivery person who visits the cake shop to buy all styles will be suspected.

Does he want to invite everyone here for questioning?

Isn't there a way to narrow it down?

"Okay, you go back and rest first. I'll think about it again and call you later."

Feichen nodded, and when leaving, he paused while pulling the door handle with his right hand. He turned around and looked at He Wei, who was staring at the picture of the cake box with a sad face, and told him: "Team He, it's true that you work hard, but don't forget to take a rest. If you suffer too much, the third team will be leaderless."

He Wei waved his hand to him and told him to stop being stupid and leave quickly.

"I'm serious, don't take it seriously!"

He Wei raised his head and wailed: "Okay, I got it, go back quickly."

After Feichen left, He Wei looked around the photo several times. But no matter how he looked at it, he felt that it was a box that couldn't be called pretty, nor ugly, and couldn't be more ordinary.

He plucked his hair twice irritably and looked up at the clock on the wall to the left.

[-]:[-] p.m.

He shouldn't be able to sleep... Well, he can't sleep. That guy just came back and he's been here day and night!

He Wei turned on his cell phone with peace of mind. He was lucky that Bai Ji'an's abbreviation was B. He didn't even have to turn to the first page of his address book. In his eyes, the familiar phone numbers were like a book of answers, lying there quietly, ready to answer his questions at any time.

After the receiver rang four times, the call was connected.

"Twelve o'clock. Howie, are you human?"

There are definitely drawbacks to being free, which is understandable.

He Wei chuckled, his face thickening instantly, "Are you sleeping? Is it so early?"

"Morning?" Bai Ji'an sighed heavily, as if he was getting ready to wake up, "You haven't gotten off work yet."

"No, there's no progress. I'm going to die soon."

"...Stop pretending to be pitiful. If you had listened to auntie, would you have needed to work overtime?"

"Hey!" He Wei's voice immediately rose to a higher pitch when he mentioned the old quarrel, "Don't go off topic, I'm pitiful, but I didn't say I regretted it."

"I regret it."

"Hey, didn't I just wake you up in the middle of the night to talk? You won't regret coming back."

"No, I regret not turning off the phone before going to bed."

"Then you can close it next time. This time, help me take a look."

"what?"

Ding dong, He Wei heard the message notification sound on Bai Ji'an's cell phone.

"Sent to you, WeChat."

After a while, Bai Ji'an said, "Why did you send me the cake box?"

When Bai Ji'an asked, He Wei discovered what happened on his side. Bai Ji'an didn't know anything yet, and the two people's information was completely inconsistent.

"It's a long story, so tell me first, what can you tell from this photo?"

"The first is the size of the cake box. Use the pen next to you to compare it. The size of the cake should be six inches. Secondly, there is no cake in the cake box and it has not been flattened. However, there are unused trays, plastic forks and All the used plastic knives are inside, and there is only one plastic knife, which proves that the cake was cut at once. In addition, by comparing the number of remaining forks and trays, we can have a reference range for the number of people who used the cake, but it does not rule out that someone Prefer using two pallets at a time, or need to change pallets.”

"Any more?"

"Did you pull the box out of the trash can?"

"Can you see that?"

"This is evidence, you can't wipe it. There are obvious stains on the lower right corner and the ribbon on the box." After a moment of silence, Bai Ji'an continued: "The person who threw away the cake box was very careful, or maybe there was a slight The probability of obsessive-compulsive disorder is higher in women, or maybe she was in a good mood when she threw the box away, so she did it on a whim."

He Wei felt a little mysterious, "How did you figure this out?"

"If it were you, would you restore the empty cake box to its original shape, even the most intricate ribbons, before throwing away the empty cake box?"

He really wouldn't do that. Throw away things directly, so as not to restore them intact and then throw them away.

Bai Ji'an said: "There is one more thing I need to judge after you give me the answer."

"what is the answer?"

"The time this photo was taken."

Howie glanced at his watch out of habit and said, "At around eight o'clock in the evening, I took it to the bureau before handing it over to the appraisal department."

"The fingerprint results didn't come out?"

"It's out, but there are quite a lot of fingerprints on it, and they haven't all been matched yet." Thinking back to Bai Ji'an's words just now, He Wei asked, "Is this what you want to ask?"

"No, that's by the way. The reason I want to know when the photo was taken is because of the remaining cream in it."

"cream?"

He Wei picked up the photo and took a look. The front of the cake box was a small transparent window, and the style of the cake inside could be seen. Now that the cake is gone, all you can see is the cream smeared inside, the tray, and the knife and fork.

"What happened to Cream?"

"It's very firm and whiter in color. It must be vegetable cream."