Criminal Investigation Notes

All living things kill, almost without exception, but of all living things, only humans kill for pleasure

--Mark Twain

In Huadu in July, the weather is already very hot, especially at noon.

Under the blazing sun, hot air was steaming on the asphalt road, and the nearby air was somewhat distorted.

It was lunch break, and the open space next to the sand factory was a bit quiet, except for the occasional chirping of cicadas on the trees. The insects seemed to be tired, but there was a not-so-bright sound in between.

Five energetic kids brought a soccer ball and took over the clearing, driving the tranquility away.

Those children had just finished their final final exams, like prisoners waiting to be sentenced, having a final carnival before the results came out.

They have a lot of experience, so no matter how hot the weather is, they simply take off their shirts when they are sweaty and wet from running, venting their tension and depression caused by the exam.

The tallest of the children passed the ball a little harder, and the flying football suddenly hit an abandoned car parked beside it, making a bang, and then there was a crash.

The front windshield of the car had already been cracked, and such a blow shattered the toughened glass, and the fine shards of toughened glass fell on the front seat.

The children froze for a moment.

"Daxuan... what should we do now?" A thin man realized that he had caused trouble, and looked back at the tall boy who caused trouble with some fear.

The tall man is the oldest among these few people, his name is Yang Zixuan, and he is also the leader of this group of children.

Yang Zixuan looked around, except for a few of them, there was no one around.

He is just half a child, not knowing his age, Yang Zixuan calmed down and said to the other children: "Don't be afraid, it's just a scrap car, the owner of the car is long gone, let's pick out the ball and go play elsewhere. After thinking for a while, he added, "None of you are allowed to tell others about this!"

The children quickly reached a tacit agreement and walked to the front of the car.This car is indeed very dilapidated, covered with layers of dust, and covered with traces of wind, sun and rain, making it impossible to see the original color of the car body.The paint on the body has peeled off, and green grass even grew in some gaps, adding a little vitality to the ashes-like old abandoned car.

The windshield was broken, allowing the children to see the inside of the car. Although the decorations inside were old, it was far less messy than the outside, and several seats were still clean. Yang Zixuan pointed to the thinner one among the children: "Mr. Grasshopper, we will carry you up, you go inside and pick out the balls."

The skinny kid named Grasshopper nodded.

They quickly took advantage of the fact that the adults didn't come, and immediately started to act. The grasshopper was hugged by several other older children, climbed onto the hood of the car, and then quickly climbed into the car.

"Be careful not to be scratched by the glass." Yang Zixuan told him, the children felt a little uneasy, if the grasshopper was injured, then this matter might not be able to deal with it.

The grasshopper responded, he lowered his body cautiously, and soon found the ball in the back seat.

Then came the surprised voice of the grasshopper in the car: "Hey, there is a wooden box under the back seat of this car."

"What box?"

"How can such an old car still have a wooden box?"

"What's in the box?"

The children chattered together.

The grasshopper approached the box, and moved its nose: "This box is a bit big, and it smells... a bit strange..." He couldn't tell the smell, it was a musty smell, but it was strange. The smell is covered by an unpleasant aroma, which is like the mothballs my mother put in the closet.

The grasshopper wanted to open the box, but after shaking it a few times, it didn't open: "This box is locked..."

The sight in front of them greatly aroused the curiosity of these children, and they felt as if they had discovered the treasure left by the master.

Yang Zixuan made a quick decision: "You take the box out and let's have a look."

The thin man on the side hesitated: "This...isn't that good?"

"Anyway, it's an abandoned car that has no owner. I remember that this car has been stored here for several years. Even if we take something away, no one will know about it." Yang Zixuan said, "Besides, what are we afraid of? Let's just take a look, the big deal Put it back later."

The grasshopper hesitated for a while, first threw the football out, and then carried the box out again.

Yang Zixuan took the box, and Shouhou and the others pulled the grasshopper out again.

As its name suggests, the Grasshopper looks like a nimble bug, jumping down from the hood of the car with a light jump.

Yang Zixuan looked down at the thing in his hand, it was a heavy wooden box, it looked bigger than the wooden box containing high-end red wine, with a small lock on it.

Yang Zixuan also noticed the strange smell of the box. He shook it a bit, and some white powder leaked out from the cracks in the wood.

"This can't be... what?" a child timidly said.

"It's not like..." Yang Zixuan shook his head, he had seen it on TV, that kind of thing was fine, but the white powder in front of his eyes was a bit rough, refracting light in the sun, like some kind of chemical reagent.

"Daxuan, forget it, put the box back, let's go." The thin man felt that the box was indescribably weird, and whispered, "I'm a little scared."

"What a coward! There can't be ghosts in it, can it still eat you?" Yang Zixuan was unwilling to give up. He picked up a stone from the side and smashed it against the lock a few times.

The wooden box was overwhelmed, and after a click, it quickly tilted open, and then he reached out and opened the lid.

A stronger smell wafted out, and Yang Zixuan couldn't help covering his nose.

Several other teenagers leaned over, and then showed a somewhat disappointed expression.

It was a box full of white powdery things, I don't know what chemicals they were.

"I thought it was some precious thing!" Yang Zixuan felt that he had lost face, threw the box on the ground, and then kicked it.

The box tipped over, revealing something from the white covering.

"There seems to be something inside..." the grasshopper frowned. He boldly stretched out his hand to pull one of the strips.

Yang Zixuan also squatted down and pulled the white thing away, and now the children could finally see clearly.

Under the cover of white foam, it was a pair of hands. To be precise, it was a pair of overlapping pale human hands. It looked like a horror prop for Halloween, but there is absolutely no prop that is so realistic...

Although the cut of the arm no longer bleeds, but the edge of the flesh and the white bones inside can still be seen.

Ah ah ah ah ah! !

Oh my God! ! !

Several children screamed and fled.

Half a minute later, the pale-faced Yang Zixuan boldly ran back from the side of the road, stretched out his foot to hook it, and picked up the forgotten football.

The unexpected discovery broke the tranquility of the summer afternoon.

The teenager's parents quickly called the police. Such a case attracted the attention of the sub-bureau. After they were led by the captain of the sub-bureau to investigate the scene, they quickly judged that they were unable to solve the case and applied for assistance from the serious crime team as soon as possible.

Several policemen from the sub-bureau blocked the cordon, waiting for people from the serious crime team of the main bureau to come to the scene to hand over, so that the hot potato could be thrown out.

Under the scorching sun, the sun shone brightly, scalding the abandoned cars, and there was not even a place to take shelter. If you stay for a while, you will get heat stroke.

The two policemen were sent to stay at the scene. There was really nothing to see at the scene. When the people nearby heard about it, they felt terrible and unlucky. They hid hundreds of thousands of miles away. None of the people.

The two policemen were really bored, so they squatted not far away and chatted. One of them was a trainee policeman who had just graduated, and the other was an old grassroots criminal policeman who had been working for more than ten years and his hair had started to go bald. There is a clear generation gap.

The old policeman lit a cigarette and spoke first: "I didn't expect this to be so unsettled recently."

The little policeman has never seen anything in the world: "Yeah, I don't know who did it. Looking at that hand, I feel chills in my heart. Has the forensic doctor from our branch come to see it?"

"I've seen it, but I didn't dare to move it, saying it was a woman's hand. Wujian also came. Although the car was a scrap car, it was very clean. There were only a few valid fingerprints. Later, it was compared that it was the children who found the scene. It was left behind. I guess, when the people from the General Administration come, they will have to check it out."

The little policeman was stunned: "It's a female victim again? It seems that several major cases have been female victims recently."

The veteran policeman was not surprised: "There are many victims of women, and most of the perpetrators are men. The ratio of men to women is getting more and more out of balance."

The little policeman was worried: "Then this case is quite difficult. The name was not written on the severed hand, and the identity of the victim could not be confirmed. No wonder the captain immediately called the serious crime team when he saw it."

The old policeman took a puff of the cigarette in his hand: "I think this case may not be able to be done if the serious crime team comes."

Hearing this, the little policeman couldn't help but argue a few words: "That's not necessarily true. I heard from my senior brother that Captain Lu of the Serious Crime Squad was young and came back from overseas. It's a big case, and the old leaders in the bureau like it very much, and they should focus on training." The little policeman argued, and added, "I heard that he is quite handsome."

"The key to being a policeman is to be able to solve crimes. Being handsome is useful." The old policeman was a little bit reluctant to listen to the moonlight of foreign countries. "Besides, those foreign technologies? It's not acclimatized to move here."

The little policeman felt that his ideas were old: "Criminals don't know national borders. Even if the technology is not in place, the concept is the same. Some things, such as that, criminal psychology portraits, are powerful from abroad."

The old policeman said with a chuckle: "Western methods may not be easy to use. Take a look at our headquarters. A few years ago, we managed to set up a behavioral analysis team. After two years, we disbanded."

While the two were talking, a young man came from the opposite side, a tall, thin boy with slightly curly hair, and came to say hello to them.

The two policemen stood up hastily. The old policeman had just talked about someone behind his back. At this moment, he was a little guilty, holding his cigarette butt in his hand, wondering if this could be the Army Corps?It also looks a little too small.

The young man reported his family name: "Are you from the branch office? I'm Qiao Ze from the serious crime team."

As soon as the old policeman breathed a sigh of relief, Qiao Ze frowned and said, "Puff out the cigarette, this is the scene." Then his eyes swept around the scene, "Where are your leaders? Are you here?"

Hearing this, the two policemen thought to themselves, they really belonged to the serious crime team.

But as the saying goes, when a high-ranking official crushes a person to death, the sub-bureau will feel half a head short when they see the head of the general bureau, not to mention that he is a member of the serious crime team. The old policeman quickly put away his cigarette and said obediently: "Our leader is investigating. , I will send a message to call him back immediately."

Huadu, also known as Huadu, is a super-large city with a population of 500 million.

There are a total of nine police districts in Huadu. There is a general bureau on top of it. Outside the criminal police department of the general bureau, a serious crime team is set up to deal with this kind of criminal cases with few clues and very bad ones.

At this time, Lu Junchi, the leader of the serious crime team, also rushed to the scene. He parked his car in a parking lot not far away, and then walked over.

When Lu Junchi walked out of the parking lot, he could already see the police cordon from a distance. He quickly walked across the open space next to the sand factory.

This open space was used by the sand factory to store sand and soil. In order to separate it from the surrounding space, there is a wall at the end of the open space.

There is more than one old car here, and the football of the teenagers hit the oldest one among them.

Lu Jun watched it from a distance for a while, then quickly approached.

The cases inspected by the sub-bureau will be inspected according to the procedures after receiving them here to ensure that there are no mistakes or omissions. He Wei, the material inspector of the General Bureau, has arrived, and he raised his head to greet him, "Captain Lu."

Lu Junchi nodded at him, lifted the cordon, and passed through the crowd.

Beside the abandoned car, a fair-looking young man in his early twenties was holding a record book, and was mercilessly complaining about the captain of the criminal police department. That person was the youngest investigating police officer in the serious crime team——Qiao Ze. .

"...The next time something like this happens, wait for us to come after receiving the alarm to judge the situation, and deal with it in a low-key manner. Look at you, there are quite a few people who have come over, and you have visited around. It is simply making the matter known to everyone. If it hadn't been discovered by our network monitor, it would have been on the hot search a long time ago..." Qiao Ze spoke quickly, pointing to his mobile phone.

The old criminal police captain of the sub-bureau was old and rarely played with his mobile phone. He was a little confused by what he said. He looked at it intently. On the mobile phone in the young man's hand, he opened a software interface that he had never seen before.

The old captain apologized slightly: "We will definitely strengthen network monitoring in the future..."

Qiao Ze put away his phone and sighed, feeling that the old captain and he were not on the same channel: "The key point is not this! The murderer put things here and did embalming treatment, maybe he wanted to come back to check, originally After we have checked the scene, we can make a monitoring arrangement and wait for the rabbit, and if you make such a fuss, the murderer will definitely not come."

"Qiao Ze!" Just as he was speaking, Lu Junchi called out the boy's name in a low voice, reminding him to show some favor to the old captain.

The young man turned his head, understood immediately, and stopped postponing. He turned to the old policeman and said, "Captain Zhang, if you see something wrong next time, after the investigation, protect the scene and contact our serious crime team as soon as possible..."

After saying this, Qiao Ze hurried to Lu Junchi's side, and put on a doggy expression, "Captain."

Lu Jun hummed, standing in the sun, he was tall and slender, with a stern face, wearing only a simple shirt, the neckline was not fastened, revealing a little skin.

As the name suggests, Lu Junchi is very handsome, with bright eyebrows and starry eyes, and a high nose bridge. His handsome looks a bit aggressive, but when communicating with him, it makes people feel that he is very gentleman, meticulous and patient.

Lu Junchi wore a dark shirt today. The dark color absorbs heat very well in this summer, but the temperature around him is a few points lower than one meter away.

Since the automobile industry changed human history, there have been some scrap cars in every city.They are parked alone somewhere in the city, like a small lonely tomb of cars.

Those scrap cars are abandoned by their owners due to various reasons: old, broken down, car accidents, accidents happened to the owners...

Once a scrap car has been disposed of for more than it's worth, abandoning it becomes an option.Those who are willing to write off the scrapped cars according to the process are very few, and many scrapped cars are parked on the side of the road or in places where no one pays attention.

Lu Junchi looked at the abandoned cars, stretched out his arms and rolled up his sleeves up to his elbows, put on his gloves and asked, "Has the case been handed over?"

Qiu Ze said: "This box was discovered by some children playing football. They panicked at the time, and the scene was not well protected. Afterwards, the police have asked the children to record statements. The abandoned car was parked here. It has been at least five years. The box was originally placed under the back seat of the car. They took it out out of curiosity, but they didn't expect to see a pair of hands after opening it..."

Lu Junchi turned his head and looked at the two hands that had been put into different bags by the forensic doctor. Through a layer of plastic film, it could be seen that the fingers were long and slender, and the fingerprints and palm lines were very clear.

It was a pair of women's hands. It had obviously been some time since the hands were cut off, and they had been embalmed to a certain extent, revealing a pale gray color.

Hands are extremely quiet and alive, like exquisite works of art.

It is clear that everyone has something that can be seen everywhere, but now it seems so strange, it makes people feel horrified.

It was separated from the body with a knife, and the pain inside can be felt just by looking at it.

And it's in a place where it shouldn't be,

Who is the owner of these hands?

Who would be the murderer who brought her to this point?

"Did you find anything else?" Lu Junchi took out his gloves, put them on, looked at the scene, and deduced the situation.

Qiu Ze shook his head: "Only a few fingerprints and footprints of the child were found in the car, and there were no effective traces left on the box. It is estimated that we will have to wait for further test results."

Lu Junchi frowned slightly. It sounded like the scene where the severed hand was found was too clean.There is not even a sign of repeated inspections. Is the murderer just to store these hands here?

Now the priority is to determine the identity of the deceased, but these hands can provide very little information.

The vast crowds in the city, the floating population, and the missing population are even more numerous. Relying on the stumps of one hand, fingerprints, blood types, DNA, and scar analysis alone are not enough for them to confirm the identity of the deceased.

Qiao Ze continued to report: "By the way, also, I have asked someone to check the identity of the owner of this scrap car."

"These hands are definitely not left by the owner of the car. No murderer would put his loot in his car." When Lu Junchi said this, he suddenly remembered something, and he turned to Qiao Ze and said, "Make an application to mobilize the police force of the sub-bureau , Find all similar scrap cars in the city, and find out if there are similar boxes in the car."

There are thousands of abandoned cars in this city, and Lu Junchi has a hunch that maybe there will be similar information in other cars.

After getting the captain's order, Qiao Ze hurriedly said, "Yes!"

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