My Life with Narration-Chapter 322 - 319: Major Breakthrough

Honestly, before I got involved with all sorts of cases at the police station, I always thought most of the strange tales online were made up.

But after coming into contact with them, I found out that the bizarre cases in this world far exceed the average person’s imagination, take Zhou Tao for example.

Shooting a film is just shooting a film, there’s really no need to be that competitive.

Besides, being caught and still giving a passionate speech at the police station, what’s that about? Trying to gain sympathy?

Fortunately, the police have their own rules and can’t just beat up suspects, otherwise, he’d get beaten up eight times a day, pretending to be some kind of big shot.

In a small office with three people, Su Qing sprawled on a chair, humming a tune while enjoying the air conditioning:

"Draw a girl to keep...two...five...draw eight girls to keep me company~~and draw two more to warm the bed~~draw Hua Tuo to take care of me, living shamelessly together, beep beep beep..."

Listening to his humming, Li Zijun couldn’t help but feel angry; he was dreaming too beautifully. She then threw a document at his chest, "If you have nothing to do, read this, or come with us for interviews later. Look at you, so spineless!"

"Exactly, you can draw, only eight after all? If it were me, I’d definitely draw fairy sister, Zhilin sister, Ozawa Ma... cough cough," Du Qiang added fuel to the fire, but accidentally let his inner thoughts slip, quickly backing down when he met Li Zijun’s cold gaze.

"The two of you, if you really have nothing to do, just go to the cafeteria and help take out the trash. We don’t keep idle people here; don’t bother me here. Did you hear me?" Li Zijun shouted.

Her two teammates were quite something—one professional but not using his brain, the other using his brain but unprofessional, and the worst part was, men were all of the same kind. Coming back from the interrogation room, they were thinking about film sources, even wanting to take a look. If she hadn’t been cultivating herself, having just finished her period with her temper cooled down, she would have lashed out long ago.

Looking at Li Zijun who was on the verge of rage, the two instinctively shrank their heads.

Just then, Lao Zhao’s voice suddenly came from the door with a laugh, "What’s going on here, Xiao Li, why are you so fired up!"

Upon hearing this, the three quickly turned around to see Zhao Minghui and Lin Chengcai standing at the door, smiling, along with Zhou Ning, the forensic scientist in casual dress, behind them.

"Master"*2

Li Zijun and Du Qiang said in unison.

The two nodded, Lin Chengcai looked at Su Qing and laughed, "A rare guest, small Su on a Saturday, you’re actually coming to the office voluntarily? Ghosts at home?"

Su Qing:...

It’s this damn weather, so hot even the police don’t want to run outside, let alone ordinary people.

"Just came to check things out, can’t help but worry. Looking at Captain Lin’s expression, is there a discovery?"

Zhao Minghui nodded, "Certainly a small discovery, it’s great you’re here too, why not listen together!"

As he spoke, the three entered the room.

"Hey buddy, haven’t seen you these past two days, missing me, right? Come with me to the basement when you’re free, don’t worry, I’ve almost finished dealing with the corpse fragments, can send them for cremation in a few days!" Zhou Ning said as he walked in.

A thick Northeastern accent washed over the room, comical yet what he said was indeed eerie.

"Uh... no need to be so friendly, really, let’s maintain this normal relationship, not too close, thank you!" Su Qing replied.

Who would want to be friends with someone dealing with corpses all day? He certainly wouldn’t. Of course, if Zhou Ning didn’t occasionally want to take him to the basement to look around, he wouldn’t mind being friends.

After Zhao Minghui and Lin Chengcai sat down, they exchanged a glance. Lao Zhao spoke, "Who’ll go first?"

"Then why not start with you!"

"Alright then," with that, Zhao Minghui took out a document from his bag and said:

"Since confirming the identity of the deceased, I took people to interview those closely related to the deceased, learning that the last person to see the deceased was a woman named He Qiao, the time being nine o’clock in the morning on May 12, meaning the deceased hadn’t been murdered at that time, which aligns with the roughly determined time of death of the deceased."

It’s already August 21st now, another ten days and Su He would start school.

They discovered the deceased last week, and according to the narration’s hint, the time of death was 93 days ago, counting back 93 days and considering May and July both have 31 days, it matches perfectly to May 12.

Of course, Zhao did these calculations silently in his mind, the police could only detect the time of death as roughly around 90 days, couldn’t be very precise.

Then Zhao Minghui continued:

"Through the deceased’s parents, we found her WeChat, used technical means to get the account, through chat records timing roughly determining the murder occurred after eight in the evening of May 12, because she was still chatting with someone at seven.

The most recent conflict was with Zhou Tao, they planned to shoot obscene videos for profit, but Zhou Tao refused to pay, the deceased went to cause trouble more than once, crucially, they even went together to the deceased’s hometown for shooting some days before the crime, so Zhou Tao and his group are quite suspicious.

The problem is, we haven’t found the murder weapon or the first crime scene."

Having said this, everyone in the room quietly nodded, finally they had a direction.

However, Su Qing was somewhat frowning, ever since the narration indirectly hinted at the killer, it never gave him any clues again.

It might be knowing that Zhou Tao and others were not related to the case, disdaining to give hints, if he wants another hint now, he might really have to do investigative interviews, at the very least visit the deceased’s hometown or the killer’s hometown, otherwise progress would be difficult.

"Let me speak now," Lin Chengcai saw Lao Zhao finish, straightened his expression, then opened his mouth:

"The deceased Liu Xiaojuan’s father Liu Dashan, mother Zhao Caixia, and grandson Zhang Bo moved to the city two years ago, the couple’s social life is very simple, with no enemies, the grandson is in kindergarten, because the daughter is hardly home, the couple takes care of the grandson.

Liu Dashan now works as a community security guard, the salary isn’t high, but can still support the family, the grandson has child support from his father, the family has almost no savings, fortunately getting some money from two divorces before, otherwise it wouldn’t be enough to cover expenses.

As for the deceased herself, due to often being absent, the couple didn’t know much about what their daughter does outside, only knowing she hangs around with some bad company, when I asked about Liu Xiaojuan’s two husbands, the couple was rather vague, but said there’s been no contact since divorce, only occasional contact with Zhang Heng due to child support visits, leaving no leads."

To this, everyone in the room frowned, this deceased must be said to be quite a talent, investigating her network even when she’s dead was so difficult, mainly because there were too many suspects, plus no one reported for three months after her death, many evidence destroyed during this time, which makes it so challenging.

"It’s my turn now." Zhou Ning suddenly spoke, then laughed, "I did find some clues on my side that might help you narrow down the range of the first crime scene."

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn’t help but perk up, looking at Zhou Ning.

"Because the corpse was severely damaged and highly rotten, we can’t determine the cause of death till now, only finding axe marks on the bone and multiple bone-carving knife-like marks, seeming to suggest a vendetta, at least the killer harbored a great hatred towards the deceased, otherwise wouldn’t be so brutal.

The most crucial thing is, through these days’ lab tests, we found lots of ash, charcoal pieces from the woven bag containing the corpse and the corpse fragments, yet the corpse shows no signs of being burned."

At this point, except for Su Qing, the others squinted their eyes slightly, seeming to think of something.

"Are you saying... the first crime scene, or the dismemberment scene, had many burned signs, thus leaving these charcoal fragments?" Li Zijun boldly hypothesized first.

Zhou Ning nodded and continued, "Of course it’s also possible the killer tried burning the corpse but couldn’t be detected due to high rotting."

"If that’s the case, then the first crime scene in the city is unlikely. Based on the deceased’s time of death, she should have been near the countryside home back then. Search wider for such places," Zhao Minghui immediately spoke.

Lin Chengcai quickly followed, "I agree," then looked at his watch and continued, "there’s no time to lose, immediately notify them to come for a meeting, draw up a range, and make a trip today!"

"Got it, master!"

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