Criminal Investigation: Three Points Wildfire

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"First of all, we are sure that this is a serial killer. He takes "□□" for pleasure, and his targets are mostly pure-minded and seductive underage children. The murderer is about 173-175 in height and thin. , should have suffered some suppression in the early years, similar to these dead victims, it can be seen from his first video that the crime scene was arranged as a kindergarten, his childhood was not happy, and later he should be violent Has resisted, and may have a criminal record, has a certain financial strength, has no legitimate job, and has a car."

Everyone nodded, but Miao Huaduo asked, "Why is there a record?"

Chen Zhao replied without raising his head: "This is not his first crime. Judging from his proficiency, he had committed murder before, and was arrested by the police. After he was released from prison, he felt unfair about his fate. But he had nowhere to vent, so he began to "crime for others", but this is just a guess direction, it may be that he is gifted and born to kill."

Baozi plucked up the courage to ask: "Why is the economy strong and has a car?"

"He has a certain financial strength because he has a private space that can be used to make a kindergarten room, and he has a car so that he can transport the two children away conveniently."

After Chen Zhao explained briefly, he tapped on the table and told Baozi: "Go and visit the family members of the three victims and the teachers at the school."

Then he looked at the old dog: "Go to the nearby row to see if any homeless people have seen the third victim on the day of the incident."

Then Chen Zhao looked at Miao Hua, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, there was a knock on the door of the meeting room.

A colleague opened the door a crack and said with a low cough, "Brother Chen, the parents of the third deceased are here and are waiting in the morgue."

Chen Zhao stood up immediately, said "the meeting is over", and then walked out of the meeting room quickly.

He came out of the conference room, and on the way to the morgue, he heard a sound of high heels following behind him. When he turned his head, he saw Miao Hua following, but in the next second, his eyes blurred, and there were more silhouette.

Chen Zhao raised his eyebrows and saw that it was Xie Yu.

Chen Zhao subconsciously glanced at the clock hanging on the wall in the bureau. It's ten o'clock. Xie Yu must have been waiting here for him, right?

"The house needs to be tidied up, so I hired a few people to clean it up." Xie Yu stood in front of Chen Zhao, rushed to speak in front of Chen Zhao, and when Miao Hua approached, he said casually: "I'm going back now. Cooking, what would you like to have for lunch?"

Chen Zhao was in a hurry to meet the victim's family, threw a sentence of "you are free", and then walked away quickly.

He left, Xie Yu still hadn't moved, Miao Huazheng, who was following behind Chen Zhao, passed Xie Yu face to face.

The moment they passed by, Miao Hua nodded to Xie Yu, Xie Yu pursed his lips, turned his face away without even looking at Miao Hua, and strode away.

Miao Hua gave a low laugh, took two quick steps, followed behind Chen Zhao, and said softly to Chen Zhao, "Whose child? Just like you, he doesn't like to talk to people."

Chen Zhao replied casually, "Thanks to the team's family."

Miao Hua stopped talking, probably because he was thinking of the deceased, but at this time, Chen Zhao had already walked to the morgue.

It is said to be a morgue, but it is not. They stayed in a lounge next to the morgue. There is a special room here for those who come to identify the corpse. When they opened the door, they saw a A couple, two people standing face to face, one is reprimanding the other.

"They are all good daughters born to you! Now all my relatives know, how do you tell me to behave! We have a scholarly family, and we haven't had any good things since we married you! I can't go down!"

The other person stood obediently, with her head bowed, and when the man said something, she nodded in response. When she heard the sound of the door opening, the two of them turned their heads together, facing Chen Zhao's face.

Miao Hua glanced at Chen Zhao, and seeing that Chen Zhao ignored her, she turned her head and went into the forensic room—her forensic room was next to the morgue.

Chen Zhao entered the lounge, and habitually looked at the couple first.

They are all middle-aged people in their 50s and [-]s. The man is still in good condition. He wears neat suit pants, a horizontally striped shirt, and a belt around his waist. The ground is wrinkled, the person is very fair, but the eyeballs are red and bloodshot, with a little bit of fatigue, behind the hands, in the posture of a superior, looking down on the person in front of him.

Standing in front of him was a thin woman with a sallow complexion, her hair was tied back boringly, her head was slightly drooping, and she responded submissively. When she turned her face to the door, there seemed to be tears running down her face. He quickly raised his hand to wipe his face, and lowered his head.

Chen Zhao paused at the door, then walked in.

Judging from the current situation of the couple, they are relatively calm.

"Hello." Seeing Chen Zhao coming in, the man greeted Chen Zhao first, and then introduced himself: "I am Zhao Yinghui, the father of...Zhao Yangyang."

The woman at the back didn't speak, but nodded fawningly and cautiously at Chen Zhao, and squeezed out a nervous smile amidst suffering.

Chen Zhao and Zhao Yinghui shook hands, and after a series of simple self-introductions, they talked about Zhao Yangyang.

Zhao Yinghui has been sighing since he talked about Zhao Yangyang. In his words, Zhao Yangyang is a failure.

In Zhao Yinghui's own words, he was born in a rural area, was admitted to university all the way, and then returned to his hometown to become a teacher, which can be regarded as a class leap, but his hometown did not live up to expectations, and he was not satisfied with finding a country wife for him. , but unable to fight against his parents, he was forced to marry a woman with a junior high school education.

That is his wife, Zhao Yangyang's mother, Wu Yue.

Compared to Zhao Yinghui's eloquent talk, Wu Yue seemed very taciturn, but occasionally looked at Chen Zhao with a look of pleading for help. Chen Zhao sensed that Wu Yue might know something, so he thought for a while, and called Baozi Come here, let Baozi take Wu Yue to see the corpse.

Wu Yue stood up almost impatiently, but the moment she got up, she glanced at Zhao Yinghui uneasily.

That's right, from when Chen Zhao came in to now, Zhao Yinghui never mentioned going to see his daughter.

"Go." Perhaps because of the presence of outsiders, Zhao Yinghui didn't say much, and Wu Yue immediately followed Baozi. Before they left, Chen Zhao gave Baozi a look, and Baozi nodded understandingly.

After the two of them left, Chen Zhao asked carefully about Zhao Yangyang's dating and Zhao Yangyang's personal living habits. Zhao Ying would criticize Zhao Yangyang's dating affairs, and couldn't say anything about Zhao Yangyang's personal living habits. He is a father who is very dissatisfied with his daughter.

Even when his daughter died, he didn't look too sad.

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Xie Yu: Declare sovereignty, from now on