Police Chen Shu

Chen Shu kicked the pile of special-shaped bones he picked out earlier, and asked the proprietress: "These are all fished up from the sewer of your house, you can pick a few and take a closer look."

Isn't it just bones, what's so good about it? The confused proprietress obediently bent down and picked up one of them, looking around but couldn't tell how ugly it was.

Then I changed a few bones according to the words, and the result was the same.

"Should we ask Wujian to send someone over to check?" Chen Chuan leaned over and suggested in a low voice.

"You don't know, the forensic doctors in the sub-bureau are very tempered. We will definitely be scolded for calling people here at night without any reason. Besides, with our status as a special police officer, do you think they will be willing to come over? In the end It must be pushed to the Zhongshan Institute. In this way, you take the proprietress back first, and then bring the boss here."

Chen Shu pondered for a moment, and decided to observe the reaction of the restaurant owner first, and then make further plans.

Not long after, the owner of the food stall came to the scene with his head bowed and escorted by several special police officers.

Chen Shu looked at the middle-aged man who was the most suspected, and sternly said: "The bones on the ground are all fished out of this well, hehe, did you think of anything?"

The boss, who was not in a good state of mind, looked at the small pile of bones on the ground strangely, and asked, "What's wrong with this bone? Oh, by the way, our sewer was blocked a few days ago, and it is probably because of these bones. "

A trace of doubt flashed in Chen Shu's eyes, this man didn't look like a fake.

He squinted his eyes, stared at the other person's eyes, and remained silent. This was his years of experience in handling cases.

This kind of trick will exert a lot of pressure invisibly, prompting the suspect to speak actively, and then the police will catch him to the breaking point.

Sure enough, the restaurant owner couldn't stand the pressure anymore. He swallowed, and began to look for something to say: "Hey, it's strange, who would flush a bone into the sewer? They don't have any common sense in life. Isn't this just nonsense?"

Chen Chuan smiled coldly: "This is the pipe coming out of your shop. Who do you think flushed it?"

"I wash the garbage in the kitchen every day, and it's impossible to flush these small bones down. If it's blocked, it's not because I paid for the pipe myself. I guess it should be washed down by the residents upstairs."

When the boss got to the point, he squatted down, picked up a few bones, looked at them, and threw them back to the ground. He said with certainty: "These bones must not be washed down by us. Hey, this doesn't look like pork ribs either." , the cut surface is so neat.”

The boss spoke plainly, but to Chen Shu's ears, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and his whole body was shaken immediately.

Neat cut? Broken bones?

He pretended to be casual and asked, "Apart from your shop, how many other shops are using this shaft?"

The restaurant owner turned around, raised his bound hands and pointed to the upstairs: "This whole building is in use."

Chen Shu and Chen Chuan quickly glanced at each other, thinking there was something interesting!

After the food stall owner was brought back to the store, Jiang Hai, who had been sitting on the sidelines without speaking, finally couldn't help but excitedly said this time: "Brother Shu, I think these bones are human bones! Let's start from the second floor to If you search online, you will always find something somewhere!"

Chen Shu glanced at the 30-storey building, shook it and said, "This will have too much impact, it will easily cause panic, and it may even cause public opinion. We don't have any concrete evidence yet, so we can't be so reckless. "

However, the phrase "not like pork ribs, but cut into pieces" from the restaurant owner earlier stuck in his throat like a fishbone, and he felt extremely uncomfortable, as if something was stuck in his heart.

He looked at Ma Bowen, who was in good spirits, and said, "Bowen, work hard, please go down into the well and fish."

down the well? No way, this is too dirty. Ma Bowen was stunned for a while, then nodded, took off his police uniform, only wearing a pair of boxers, and carried a big iron plate from the food stall along the stinking dirt. The well climbed down.

This time, more bones were picked up by Ma Bowen. With Chen Chuan's continuous cleaning, some bones that looked like they were unique to humans were found.

It's really a corpse!

Chen Shu frowned.

Late at night, in a roadside food stall.

In order to avoid alarming the enemy, after discovering the human bones, Chen Shu and others arranged for the special police team to quickly transfer the couple to the nearest Zhongshan police station, and then contact the Xingda to send someone over.

The restaurant hall that was supposed to be sealed off, at this time, except for Chen Shu, Chen Chuan, Yan Chenxi and Jiang Hai who were sitting at a round table in plain clothes, there was no one else, not a single policeman.

On the round table was the pot of soaked meat that had been placed in the corner of the kitchen.

Jiang Hai whispered excitedly: "Brother Shu, as I said earlier, this must be a murder case. This meat must be the hostage's meat."

As he spoke, he happily touched the edge of the iron basin on the table.

"vomit!"

Yan Chenxi couldn't help it, covered his mouth and poked his head under the table.

Not to mention human flesh in that basin, she couldn't stand even ordinary pork.

As a result, he looked under the table and saw a pile of human bones that had been fished out of the well outside before his eyes again.

"Wow!"

Yan Chenxi, who was pale and pale, couldn't bear the crime, and felt an extremely strong nausea welling up in his stomach. She pushed away the table and chairs and ran to the back of the front desk, supported the front desk with one hand, and pressed the other hand firmly on her chest and nestled up.

Jiang Hai glanced at his sister with a strange expression, and asked doubtfully, "Is that an exaggeration?"

Chen Chuan took out the pack of yellow cigarettes that Li Mengmeng couldn't dream of from his pocket, and handed one to Jiang Hai: "Boy, I underestimated you in front of you. You are a bit of a policeman."

"That's necessary."

Jiang Hai didn't know good cigarettes, but he took it happily, took the lighter from the table, and lit it with a "click".

Chen Shu, who was sitting on the side, originally wanted to break Jiang Hai's smoking hand, but after thinking about it, he is over eighteen years old and should have the right to choose. Besides, his performance today was really good, which made Chen Shu take a high look.

While the few people were chatting, Li Meng broke in with a group of Xingda students.

"Dead?" Li Meng approached the table, propping it up with both hands, staring at Chen Shu and asked hastily.

Chen Shu stood up, walked to the door and closed the store door, turned around and pointed to the big bowl of meat on the table and the human bones piled on the ground: "It's almost the same. Take a look at this meat, could it be human flesh?" ? And these bones on the ground."

A middle-aged man who followed Li Meng walked around the people who were talking, walked to the table in the iron basin, and reached out to play with the big meat that had been soaking for a long time in the basin.

"pork."

The middle-aged man finished speaking calmly, then bent down and turned over the bones on the ground, his expression sank and he turned his head and nodded to Li Meng.

Li Meng asked: "Did the people from this food stall kill it?"

Through his mobile phone, Chen Shu showed several people the surveillance footage taken by the bank, and then told the restaurant owner's appearance and his left-handed situation.

The Xingda team also agreed that the restaurant owner was a murderer.

Chen Shu raised doubts.

Judging from his previous contacts, the scene of the crime must not be in this restaurant. And the well pipes are used by the whole building's residents, so it is very likely that the suspect will be the upstairs residents.

As for why the person in the bank's surveillance was suspected of being the owner of the restaurant, Chen Shu's speculation was simple. Since the perpetrator was a resident living upstairs, he must have had a lot of contact with the owner of the restaurant.

He deliberately imitated the owner of the food stall.

Chen Shu was decisive.