Ran brother

After Wu Lingyang's case was taken over by the special investigation team of the provincial department, it can be said that the case has been thrown into the sea. Anyone with a discerning eye can see at a glance that the case involves a lot and concerns the interests of the upper class. It can be solved but not broken.

Shen Xun could see it clearly, and he never inquired about the relevant news after he let go.The police officers also had a sense of proportion, except for Zhichangzi Xu Hechang who talked about it for a while, the rest avoided talking about it, pretending that they hadn't seen the scene at all.

Only Le Ran still remembers it in her heart.

Shen Xun's eyes were extremely dark, and the dim lights in the hall in the middle of the night made his eyes look like deep pools.Le Ran looked at him without evasion, and said, "Captain Shen, the higher-ups don't intend to solve Wu Lingyang's case, right?"

Shen Xun neither admitted nor denied, only said: "There are considerations from above."

"Isn't the higher-ups only considering the interests of high-ranking officials?" Le Ran sat up straight, his eyes looked like a ball of burning ice, "It's fine if Wu Lingyang is a heinous person, but he's just a reporter who earns his salary to support his family. The death of the unit is unclear, the investigation was stopped halfway, and then everything stopped, the murderer was not caught, why did he die, no one investigated, because he was just a low-level person, there are not many people in the newspaper office, and there are many people in the newspaper office. .”

Shen Xun sighed, knowing that his temper had flared up again, and said in a low voice, "Don't think about it. There were other murders in the city, didn't we all work overtime to investigate? Aren't those people the bottom?"

"That's because their death has nothing to do with high-ranking officials." Le Ran clenched her index finger into a fist and pressed it on her knee, "Team Shen, last time you asked me what kind of person could leave that kind of scar on Wu Lingyang's neck, actually At that time, you must have thought of it, either the special forces in the army who work for high-ranking officials, or the professional killers with high mercenary payments. Those who can mobilize them are either rich or expensive."

Shen Xun was stunned, then smiled, got up and walked to Le Ran, suddenly stretched out his right hand, and hugged his head vigorously, "Not bad, not bad, I have learned to analyze cases clearly within a month since I came to our criminal investigation team .

Le Ran shook her head, frowned and said, "Captain Shen, can't the law rule these people? The city bureau can't do it, and the provincial department can't do anything about them?"

Shen Xun's face darkened, and after looking at Le Ran for a long time, he said slowly, "Le Ran, tell me, did the rich and powerful do anything to you before you retired from the army?"

Le Ran opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes quickly dimmed.He lowered the corners of his eyes and said in an extremely depressed tone: "No."

When Shen Xun raised his right hand, he suddenly pinched his chin and lifted it up, frowning faintly.

The two looked at each other for a moment, then Le Ran broke free, rubbed his nose, and said softly, "I'll go up and have a look."

After he finished speaking, he ran towards the elevator, Shen Xun shook his head, took out a cigarette, and smoked it on his own.

After dawn, each investigation team summarized the collected information to Shen Xun and Qiu Yu, and Qiao Yi also presented a complete autopsy report.

"The employees of the newspaper office watched the surveillance video, but no one recognized the suspect in the camera, and the security guard on duty also said that he had never seen anyone with a similar build and dress before." Qiu Yu held a notebook in one hand, and turned habitually Holding a pen, "According to my observation, "Yucheng Business Daily" actually has people of similar height and weight."

"Who?" Shen Xun leaned on the back of the chair, resting his chin with one hand.

"Editor Shu Haiyang." Qiu Yu looked serious, "But he had an alibi when the incident happened."

As an observer, Qiao Yi rolled his eyes exaggeratedly when he heard this.

But Qiu Yu continued: "So I have a guess—but this guess is based on the fact that the murderer is indeed an internal member of the newspaper."

Shen Xun nodded his chin, "Speak."

"The size of the murderer we see is not his original size. He may not be a fat man, but a fat man in disguise. There have been similar cases in the past. In order to hide the real information, the murderer stuffed a lot of foam in his clothes to create the illusion of obesity .”

"No, it's impossible." Wang Ye, chief of the trace inspection department, said, "Visions can deceive people, but traces can't. The footprints we extracted at the scene showed that the murderer's weight was indeed around 170 kilograms."

The meeting room was quiet for a while, Shen Xun pressed his fingers together, and said thoughtfully: "If the murderer is smart enough to prepare from the perspective of a technical detective, will he prepare a padding of the right weight and tie it to his body? ?”

"It's unlikely." Qiao Yi waved his hand, "Jiang Hong is 1 meters taller than the murderer and has a strong body. It is not easy for the murderer to kill him. If he puts more weight on himself, wouldn't he What's more troublesome? During my autopsy, I found that there were not many signs of struggle on Jiang Hong's body, which indicated that the murderer subdued him in a short period of time. Just imagine how a person shorter than him can survive with a heavy load on his body. , take his life easily?"

"Yes." Wang Ye added, "There are not many traces of fighting on site, and none of the seven porcelains in the room were damaged."

Shen Xun frowned in thought, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Le Ran moving, raised his eyelids, just in time to see Le Ran standing up and straightening the corner of his clothes.

This guy still has a good habit in the military camp. Others always sit in their seats to speak. When he has something to say, he will definitely stand up with great momentum.

You have to make a report in a confident manner, such as—"Team Shen, I think of a possibility!"

There was a burst of friendly laughter in the conference room, and Shen Xun had to sit up straight, holding back the tone of the leader, "Okay, let's listen to the story."

Le Ran cleared her throat, looking extremely serious, "The murderer committed the crime at about 1:11 in the morning, is Jiang Hong taking a nap at this time? The previous page signed at 2 o'clock, and the latter one had to wait until after 3 o'clock. In these [-] hours, if there is nothing else, why doesn't he take the opportunity to sleep?"

"Assuming he was really sleeping, it would be very easy for the murderer to subdue him after he entered. I saw the surveillance outside the door, and the murderer didn't knock on the door before entering, or even leaned over the door to listen to the movement, but pushed the door directly and entered. "

"This shows that the murderer is actually very sure that Jiang Hong must be sleeping at this time. Once he is sure, he dares to tie a weight on his body. I have experience in tying a weight. Assuming that the murderer's actual weight is 130 catties, plus a 40 catties load In the upper limbs, although it does affect the flexibility of the body, the impact is limited and not as exaggerated as you think."

After Le Ran finished speaking, she looked at Shen Xun, stood at attention and said, "Captain Shen, I'm done."

Shen Xun tightened his eyes, motioned him to sit down, and said after a while: "In the preliminary investigation, is there anyone who fits what Le Ran said just now?"

Xiaobai raised his hand and said, "Yes, and there is a motive for committing the crime, but..."

"But what?"

"But they're all women."

Qiao Yi coughed and interjected, "Judging from the scars, the murderer cannot be a woman."

Wang Ye also said: "Yes, the murderer's shoe size is 41. Le Ran said just now that you can tie weights on your upper body, I accept that, but if the murderer's shoe size is only 36 or 37, and you put on a size 41 shoe, the action will be very serious." Difficult, and according to the severity of the force, we can also see abnormalities. As for whether women's feet can grow to size 41, yes, but it is rare after all."

"Brother Wang is right, and I have observed those two women. They are both less than 1 meters tall, and their shoes... should only be about size 65."

The two women Xiaobai talked about, one is Fang Xiaoan, Jiang Hong's rumored mistress, and the other is Lin Xue, who was once the deputy director of the news center and was pushed out by Fang Xiaoan and Jiang Hong to the event planning department.According to the employees of the newspaper, Fang Xiaoan often entered Jiang Hong's office and stayed there for more than half an hour. Lin Xue was the backbone of the news center's business and often went to Jiang Hong's office to discuss work before being excluded.

If Jiang Hong really had the habit of sleeping between signing the first and second blocks, they must know.

In the afternoon, the investigation continued, and Shen Xun and Le Ran came to "Yucheng Business Daily" again.

Fang Xiaoan looked melancholy, his delicate makeup couldn't cover the dark bags under his eyes, and sighed: "Yes, Jiang Hong will take a nap every time he signs a wide-ranging page, and wakes up at about 1:50 in the morning, because At 2 o'clock, Liu Jing will take the page over on time."

"Is it like this every day?" Shen Xun asked.

"Almost." Fang Xiaoan's eyes dodged a little, "Except..."

"Except what?"

Her head was lowered, her well-groomed nails were embedded in her flesh, her shoulders trembled slightly, and she sobbed frequently.

A few minutes later, she recovered and said in a hoarse voice, "Except when you ask me to go and serve him."

The corner of Le Ran's mouth twitched, and there was disgust in his eyes.

Fang Xiaoan let out a long sigh, stroked his already somewhat messy forehead hair, and laughed at himself: "The whole newspaper knows that I rely on serving Jiang Hong for his position. A few years ago, someone reported me anonymously. Guess what? Our boss said, man Well, as long as you have the ability, so what if you sleep with a few more women?"

"Hehe..." She smiled miserably, trying her best to look like a successful person, but there was no light in her eyes, "They all say I'm cheap, but in this world, doesn't whoever is cheap has a brighter future?"

Le Ran's chest rose and fell, and his breathing became obviously heavier.

Shen Xun patted his leg calmly, and said, "Based on what you know about Jiang Hong, what things did he do that might bring him death?"

"Which ones?" Fang Xiaoan lit a cigarette, "You are asking the right person."

She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, her posture and demeanor were extremely sophisticated, but halfway she was choked like a novice.

Wiping away the tears she coughed up, she said: "First, Li Qiang, the editorial board member in charge of the reporter department, will elect a new editor-in-chief next year. They are the most likely to be in charge. Second, me."

Le Ran was surprised, "You?"

"Yeah, me." Fang Xiaoan smiled very strangely, "Do you think I'm born so cheap?"

"More than ten years ago, I just graduated from school, and I was also a good girl with dreams."

"The word good girl is so fucking ironic." She put the remaining half of the cigarette on the table and twisted it vigorously. "He forced me and threatened me with my future in the industry. If I don't obey, my life will be ruined." You can’t hang out in the media circle anymore. He also told me that he also has people in the government, even if I leave the media, as long as I’m still in the province, he can make my life miserable.”

"What should I do? My father died early, and my mother got cancer, so she pointed at me to make money to support the family. I can't go to other provinces, and I don't even dare to give up this job."

"So I just let him do whatever he wants."

"But in these years, there hasn't been a day when I haven't hated him and didn't want to kill him." Fang Xiaoan's eyes were red, but no tears fell, "But I don't dare...I wish I could stab him to death and cut him into pieces !"

The woman in front of her had already started to speak incoherently. Shen Xun watched quietly, and said after she stabilized a little, "Where is Xue Lin? Does Xue Lin have any motive for committing the crime?"

"Her?" Fang Xiaoan seemed to have heard something ridiculous, hehehe twice, "She, she won't."

Le Ran was a little surprised. She didn't know why the woman who pushed Lin Xue away had an almost soft light in her eyes when she said this name.

It's like looking at your ideal self through an unreal mirror.

"Lin Xue used to be the deputy director of the news center. If you and Jiang Hong hadn't been in the way, she would not have been transferred to the event planning department. After all, Jiang Hong is in charge of the leader. If Lin Xue stayed, it is very likely that he will take over after he is promoted. Director's position." Shen Xun said, "Why do you think she won't be the murderer?"

"Because she is a powerful woman." Fang Xiaoan's tone had indescribable emotion, "A person like her will gradually become the best person in any position, which is different from me...and us."

"Her talent makes her not need to play any tricks, unlike ordinary people like us, who have to sharpen their heads for a little profit."

After a pause, she continued: "Jiang Hong and I squeezed Lin Xue away, we can only be regarded as villains. Have you investigated Lin Xue's current status in the event planning department? It's only been more than a year, and she has He is the second in command. This kind of person doesn't bother to pay attention to Jiang Hong, let alone vent his anger and kill people."

"You know her very well." Shen Xun said with a smile.

Fang Xiaoan sighed helplessly, "Women are always jealous and envious of those powerful men of the same sex. The more you are jealous, the more you understand, and the more you understand, the more you want to be like her, but..."

She smiled wryly and murmured, "Everyone has his own destiny."