never forget [criminal investigation]

The burnt-out old warehouse presented a desperate blackness, and the lamp post of the strong flashlight swept across it, and it was glowing with a strange white.Like a piece of overexposed black and white photos, soaked wet in the developer solution, pieced together a real and terrifying picture.

"Oh, this smell." Qin Peng held the flashlight in one hand, and slapped his nose with the other hand.

I don't know what was once stored in this warehouse, but now there is only a room full of pungent smells and charred scum all over the floor.The sole made a "creak" sound when stepped on it, and it felt a little sticky when I lifted my foot.

Xing Yue scanned the interior of the warehouse with a flashlight, and found that the room was very high, and there was a floor above the head, which was connected to the bottom by a flight of stairs.The stairs were now nothing but shelves, and a large hole had been burned in the floor above.

It took less than forty steps to walk from the door to the end of the room, and Xing Yue's flashlight shone towards the corner.

It was also scorched black there, but the original color of the floor was still preserved in a few places.

"Is this where the body was found?" Xing Yue asked.

"It should be here." Qin Peng also followed, taking photos around with a flashlight.The surrounding area was burned and changed color, only this place was not affected, as if the flames were blocked by something.

Xing Yue squatted down and observed carefully, a strong burnt smell rushed straight to his forehead.

After being burned by the fire and sprayed by the high-pressure faucet, there are almost no valuable clues left at the scene.Judging from the marks on the floor alone, the deceased should have been thrown here after being incapacitated.

In the usual arson cases, the suspects mostly commit crimes against specific targets for the purpose of revenge.The target could be a person or a building somewhere.If the victim is killed in advance, the meaning of revenge through arson will be lost.

But to say that the fire was for the purpose of destroying the corpses and hiding the identity of the victim would seem too much of a cover-up.

Although most of the old warehouses are abandoned, they are still close to the city center, and many people live around them.The murderer didn't choose the wilderness, but chose a time like dinner, because he was afraid that others would not know that he was burning the body here?

Moreover, if it is simply burning the corpse, the ignition point should be around the corpse, or the corpse itself is the source of the fire.But judging from the actual distribution of fire points, the murderer seemed to be aiming at this house.

What is the origin of this warehouse?

Xing Yue stood up and walked towards the crumbling stairs again.

The wooden treads in the middle of the stairs had been burned long ago, leaving only the iron handrails, and the top few railings, which were placed across the middle of the handrails.

He tried the temperature, and it was no longer hot, so he shook it again. The shelf of the stairs was a little shaken, but it was still stable.

He handed the flashlight to Qin Peng, "Old Qin, help me light it, I'll go up and have a look."

Qin Peng took the flashlight, and the two white lights aimed at the iron railings at the top of the stairs, "Be careful."

Xing Yue took a look at it, took a step back first, then took a step forward, followed by a sudden jump, holding onto the railing with both hands, his body swayed back and forth with inertia, and the stair shelf also creaked.

"Captain Xing, you, be careful!" Qin Peng raised his head and held up the flashlight, moving his steps back and forth involuntarily.

Xing Yue swayed back and forth a few times, feeling that the railing could still hold up, so he stabilized his body, then he pulled his body up, supported his arms hard, and raised his legs to step up.

He stood on the second floor, patted off the black scum sticking to his palm, and stretched out his hand downstairs, Qin Peng threw the flashlight to him.

The upstairs area is less than half of the downstairs area. Except for the big hole in the floor, the rest of the place is not badly burned, but it is quite black.

There is a single bed next to the wall, with a mattress whose original color can no longer be seen on it, and a black quilt piled in the corner.Standing beside the bed was a low square table, which should have been a desk lamp, but it had softened into a puddle of mud.

Other than that, there are two stools and a few beer bottles stumbling around.

Xing Yue stood where he was, twitching his nose lightly.

The pungent smell from downstairs was weaker here, so besides the smoky burnt smell, he also vaguely caught a strange smell.

"Old Qin, do you have gloves?" He stood on the edge of the big hole and looked downstairs.

"There are in the car."

"Then you help me take it, and if you have evidence bags, take a few."

"Yes." Qin Peng turned his head and left.

Soon, he went back to the big hole and threw a bag up.

Xing Yue opened the bag, took out a pair of gloves and put it on.

He came to the bed with the bag.Open the drawer of the square table first, it is empty inside.

He took out a few cotton swabs from the bag, rubbed them in every corner of the drawer, and put them into the evidence bags respectively.

After closing the drawer, he gently lifted the quilt on the bed.

Xing Yue frowned, the strange smell became stronger.

He carefully spread out the quilt little by little, and finally with a "click", two syringes that were softened and stuck together fell to the ground.

He stared at the thing and snorted coldly, "It's really everywhere." Then he picked it up and put it in an evidence bag.

At last he refolded the quilt, rolled it into a roll, put it under his arm, and returned to the big hole.

"Old Qin, go on." He threw the quilt and the bag down separately, and then jumped down the same way.

"What is this?" Qin Peng held the quilt and tilted his head to avoid the pungent burnt smell.

Xing Yue took the bag over and shook it, "Someone is taking drugs here."

"Fuck." Qin Peng followed Xing Yue towards the door, "Then let's go back now?"

"Yeah. Go to the forensic doctor." Xing Yue thought for a while and said, "Let's check the owner of this warehouse first."

Xiang Hai ate dinner alone and left half of the meal for Xing Yue.

Looking at the time, it was already 08:30.

He changed his clothes and went downstairs, got on the electric bike and left.

About one kilometer away from Huaxin Park, there is a tepid old shopping mall. It has been open for many years, but it has never flourished.In the past two years, as more and more catering businesses have settled in, this place has gradually gained some popularity.The cosmetics and clothing counters that originally occupied five floors have been compressed to three floors.

Xiang Hai seldom comes here. After entering the door and looking at the floor signs, he boarded the escalator and went directly to the third floor.

Women's clothing, which is the main sales force, occupies a separate floor, while men's clothing is mixed with sportswear, baby products, and household products.

But even so, it was not lively.

Maybe it was close to closing time, Xiang Hai walked all the way, there were far more salesmen than customers.When I found someone passing by my counter, they all put down their mobile phones and cast enthusiastic gazes.

"Welcome, how can I help you?"

Xiang Hai stopped in front of a men's clothing counter that looked very old-fashioned, and the salesperson greeted him with a smile, and invited him to go in and have a look.

"Oh, your legs are inconvenient." Finding that he was limping, the salesman came over to help him.

"Oh, thank you, I can do it." Xiang Hai declined her kindness, and walked to a row of clothes by himself.

"Who are you going to choose? Father?" The salesman followed him and stood behind him, ready to recommend to him.

"......no."

"Oh, how old are you for the candidate? What style do you like?"

"Probably... in her 40s, with a... a bit old-fashioned style."

The salesperson was stunned for a moment, and then smiled sweetly, "Forty is not old, why not choose a younger style?"

"Hmm..." Xiang Hai pondered, "Anyway, the color should be darker, not too fancy."

"And it needs to be of good quality, just...sturdy."

The salesperson smiled even brighter, "Don't worry, this is a genuine counter product, and the quality is guaranteed. Return or exchange within three months."

As he said, he took a brown short-sleeved T-shirt with some dark lines, and shook it in his hand, "What do you think of this one? This is our new style. It's selling very well, and it's about to run out. .”

"What size do you need?"

Xiang Hai touched it and felt that it was okay, so he gestured, "It's probably a little shorter than me, and the waist...is as thick as two of us."

The salesperson frowned slightly, looked him over quickly from top to bottom, and finally stopped his gaze on his waist, thought for a while, "That XXL is about the same." Then he went back and changed one and handed it over.

Xiang Hai held the two shoulders of the clothes and compared them against himself.

"There's a mirror over there, you can go and take a picture." The salesperson raised his hand.

Xiang Hai walked up to the mirror, looked left and right, and wondered if Xing Yue was exaggerating.How old is Zhou Xun?

"If it doesn't fit, can I change it?" He turned around and asked.

"Don't worry, it can be changed. Just keep the receipt."

"Then this one." Xiang Hai handed the clothes back, "How much?"

The salesperson quickly folded the clothes, "698."

It's quite expensive. "Is there a discount?" Xiang Hai asked.

"This is our new style, there is no discount." The salesperson looked at him, waiting for him to make a decision.

"Oh, then there will be no."

After Xiang Hai paid, the salesperson put the clothes together with the receipt into a paper bag and handed them to him.

"Thank you for coming, and welcome to come again next time."

Xiang Hai left the counter amidst the enthusiastic farewell sound of the salesperson, and walked slowly towards the elevator with his bag in his hand.

At this time, there are fewer people in the mall.Apart from himself, there was only a pair of mother and daughter who turned out from the mother and baby area and walked towards the escalator.

Xiang Hai didn't walk fast, and the two people in front walked more slowly.Among them was a young girl with a big belly, supported by an older woman, and her steps were very heavy.

Probably grandma or grandma accompanied the mother-to-be to buy things for the upcoming baby.Xiang Hai thought so.

He was not in a hurry to go home, so he simply took out his mobile phone and followed them while flipping through it.

"We're all doing it for our children. It's a great thing to do good deeds, don't you think?"

Xiang Hai vaguely heard the mother say to her daughter, "Which mother doesn't think about creating good conditions for the child, don't you think so?"

"Your child will eat well, dress well, go to a good university, and marry a good wife. You will feel at ease in your heart, don't you think?"

Xiang Hai wanted to laugh.This mother always likes to ask "do you say so".

"If you follow the two of you, this child will be finished for the rest of his life. Tell me, what good conditions can you provide him? You are struggling to support yourself. Don't you think so?"

Xiang Hai frowned slightly, feeling that the words were a bit wrong.But he didn't look up, and continued to look at the phone, following neither far nor near.

"If I didn't like this child sincerely, I could bring you to such a high-end place to buy things?" The woman picked up the paper bag in her hand, "You saw it just now, how expensive this thing is, it's just a piece of fabric the size of a palm But I didn't even blink. There will be more places to spend money in the future."

The young girl didn't say a word, just listened quietly.

"You just want to open a little bit, and give birth to this child smoothly. Your husband agrees." The woman reached out and stroked her back, "You are still young, when you have a better life in the future, don't you want to give birth to the child?" Give birth to as many as you can."

"Hey, be careful of the elevator." She supported the pregnant woman and stood on the escalator carefully, and the two of them sank slowly.

There were five or six steps between Xiang Hai and the two of them, and they also got on the elevator.

He lowered his eyes and watched the woman take out the things in the paper bag, it was a small set of water blue clothes, she said something with a smile, and showed it to the pregnant woman over and over again.

The mother-to-be also reached out and touched it, then nodded slightly.

When the elevator reached the end, the woman carefully helped the pregnant woman down again.The two continued to walk slowly towards the next elevator.

Xiang Hai followed all the way.

During that time the woman looked back twice.He found a young man behind him, limping, with a shopping bag hanging on his arm, staring at his mobile phone with all his attention, not looking at the road under his feet.

After leaving the gate of the mall, two women were standing on the side of the road waiting for a taxi.

Xiang Hai lit a cigarette and limped along the road.

A taxi pulls up and two women get in.

Xiang Hai immediately reached out to stop one, and at the same time wrote down the license plate number of the car in front.

The two taxis ran one after the other for about seven or eight kilometers. The car in front turned into an old family building and finally stopped at the door of a low-rise building.

Xiang Hai asked the taxi driver to stop ahead of time and watched from afar.

The woman helped the pregnant woman out of the car, said a few more words, and they broke up.The pregnant woman entered the unit door, and the woman got into the taxi again.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the pregnant woman did not come out again, Xiang Hai asked the taxi driver to continue chasing after the leaving car.

After going around, the taxi unexpectedly returned to the downstairs of the shopping mall.

The woman got out of the car, took small steps, and hurried into the mall.

Xiang Hai didn't follow in, just sat in the car and stared at the gate of the mall.

About 10 minutes later, just 2 minutes before the mall closed, the woman came out.The footsteps are leisurely and seem very relaxed.

She folded the paper bag she had been carrying all the time, rolled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can beside her.

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