Chapter 11 The Woman Trapped in the Cellar
Liang Yi didn't show too many expressions. This beautiful woman who followed Qin Peng and even chatted animatedly with Qin Peng was the woman whose body was dismembered and put in a hard plastic bag.
She would never have thought of it herself.
A few hours later, she was slaughtered and quartered like a pig or a dog.
There was cold sweat streaming down Song Zhe's face. The more he hurriedly wiped away the sweat, the more he sweated.
"Officer Liang, is it her?" Song Zhe looked at the still picture on the surveillance computer screen and recognized the girl as the victim.
"Do you know each other?" Liang Yi felt that as the manager here, when he found the corpse in the fountain, he should go to the scene as soon as possible and he should be able to clearly see the appearance of the deceased. It is not surprising that Song Zhe had such a reaction.
"No, I don't know him."
Song Zhe's head shook desperately, "I feel a little scared when I see her again."
"Please make a backup copy of the surveillance video, and someone from us will come and get it."
Liang Yi frowned and said, "Manager Song, come out with me."
When Manager Song heard this, he couldn't help but tremble and felt guilty, "Ah, okay, okay!"
Liang Yi circled around Huahua Port, and Song Zhe followed Liang Yi sideways and did not take the initiative to speak.
Liang Yi didn't speak. He was thinking about two questions. The first was why the murderer did this?
The second one is the spiritual interview code program mentioned by Feng Wei. The person with anti-social personality said that he had been treated unfairly and wanted to take revenge and kill people. There would be corpses in Huahua Port. Who is the person named Mr. Liao?
Is this Mr. Liao an accident, or is it related to the case?
Originally, the case was in a pool of clear water.
Why suddenly, it seems like someone deliberately muddied the water.
Liang Yi walked around the crime scene three times. There were only two entrances and two exits for entry and exit. There should be no blind spots in the surveillance video. What happened in the thirty minutes when the power was out?
Liang Yi observed Song Zhe out of the corner of his eye.
Song Zhe was very nervous and kept wiping his sweat.
"Song Zhe."
Liang Yi shouted suddenly.
Song Zhe was so frightened that he dropped his cell phone.
Song Zhe picked up his phone in a panic and said, "Liang, Officer Liang."
"Song Zhe, I think you are also an honest person. Is there something you are hiding from me? Now there are only two of you and me. You are the first person in charge of management here. Our police can completely
Make you a key suspect."
Liang Yi deliberately made the problem serious, "I see that your management here is very standardized, well-organized and well-organized. During the construction period, was there any power outage?"
"No." Beads of cold sweat were dripping on the tip of Song Zhe's nose. "I didn't kill the person. I don't know. I don't know anything."
"It's scary, too scary." Song Zhe was still in a daze.
"Song Zhe, if you conceal some key evidence, know it but deliberately don't tell it, and don't cooperate with our police, you know the consequences."
"I, I know." Song Zhe kept his head half lowered as he spoke. He mustered up the courage to look up at Liang Yi.
"Officer Liang, it's a coincidence that I happened to be on the night shift last night."
Song Zhe wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and his heart trembled as he recalled the shocking scene he saw late at night. "It was about 12:20 in the evening. I came out of the simple toilet outside the construction site. I
…”
"Wait a minute." Liang Yi asked, "How can you be sure it's 12:20 at night?"
Song Zhe picked up his phone and said, "I was in the simple toilet and was playing with my phone. Before I came out, I checked the time on my phone."
"What happens next?!"
Song Zhe grunted and swallowed, "I felt like there was fire in the Flower Port. I also vaguely saw a tall and thin man. The man was wearing a red robe and a white mask. It felt like
Believers, or opera singers, it’s all very strange.”
"I slowly approached him and saw that the man was holding a skull in his hand, and he seemed to be carving words on the skull with a dagger."
"I thought I had seen it wrong, so I rubbed my eyes. When I opened my eyes again, that person appeared in front of me. I was so scared that I shouted loudly and almost fainted."
"What happened next?" Liang Yi felt inexplicable and incredible.
Song Zhe's forehead was sweating all the time, and his back was wet with sweat. "The young man in the monitoring room just came out of the monitoring room. He yelled and scared the weird man away."
"Have you really seen such a person?" Liang Yi thought of what Feng Wei told him. He also saw a similar person at the Binhe South Road overpass at the scene of the crime.
"It's absolutely true. The young man in the monitoring room also saw it. Unexpectedly, this happened the next day." Song Zhe's face turned pale, his lips turned blue, and he still looked like he was in shock.
Liang Yi still found it impossible, "What happened to the power outage? Don't think of colluding with others to commit perjury in an attempt to divert the direction of our investigation. Perjury is also an accomplice."
"Also." Liang Yi relied on his years of experience in handling cases and inferred that Song Zhe definitely knew something. "If you cooperate with the murderer by cutting off the power, or deliberately create conditions for the murderer to commit the crime, you will not be able to escape the law."
Sanctions.”
"Let me ask you one last question, does the power outage have anything to do with you?"
"Officer, I really don't know. I really don't know." Song Zhe pouted, with an aggrieved look on his face, "There was a sudden power outage, and we were caught off guard. Officer Liang, I am a good person. Over the years, I have been doing my job.
, I have never done anything outrageous."
"Thank you for your cooperation." Liang Yi said nothing more. Maybe Song Zhe knew something, but he didn't look like the murderer.
Liang Yi left Huahua Port and went to the Haigang City Radio Station alone.
After registering at the door, revealing his identity, Liang Yi, wearing plain clothes, went up to the third floor of the radio station.
I explained my purpose to the station director.
The station manager quickly called the female announcer who worked the night shift last night.
"Hello, comrade." The female announcer was very calm, "I am the host of the spiritual interview code program."
Liang Yi got straight to the point, "Last night, your program received a call from Mr. Liao. He was probably treated unfairly and threatened to kill people."
"Also."
Liang Yi paused, "You also said that there will be corpses in Flower Port?"
"true."
The female host of the radio station gave Liang Yi a small note, "This is the number he called our radio station, and it was displayed in the background. We also know about the corpse in Huahua Port. I don't know if Mr. Liao just said it casually, or if it is true."
He killed someone."
"This number suddenly lost contact during the recording of the program. My assistant tried to contact Mr. Liao, but couldn't get through. It seemed to be a virtual number on the Internet."
Liang Yi looked at the numbers on the note. It started with 197 and ended with 3141.
The value of π is 3.1415926.
Is this mobile phone number related to the bloody equation at the crime scene?
"Is this the first time this number appears?" Liang Yi asked.
"Every number that calls our backstage is recorded. This is the first time for this number, and it is also the first time for me to hear his voice. I have been a broadcast host for nearly ten years. As long as it is a voice that I have heard, it will definitely be there.
Impression." The female announcer said very firmly.
"Thank you, you have been of great help to us." Liang Yi was about to go back to the bureau. He just received a text message that he was going to hold an emergency meeting on the case. Up to now, he was so busy that he didn't even eat lunch.
Liang Yi gave Feng Wei half a day off and asked her to go home and rest before returning to work early tomorrow morning.
After two cases of body dumping in succession, Liang Yi didn't even think about sleeping.
Returning to the conference room of the police station, Director He had a long face and his face was as heavy as water.
The meeting lasted until nine o'clock in the evening. The leaders of the provincial department made important arrangements. For the two cases, the deadline for solving the two cases was ten days. If the cases could not be solved, Director He took off his hat.
Feng Wei returned home in the afternoon, took a hot bath, and specially washed the blood from her hair. She didn't even wear pajamas, so she got into the bedroom and went to sleep. She didn't have the habit of wearing pajamas and robes to sleep.
When she opened her eyes, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening. She looked at her phone and saw that no one had contacted her.
Feng Wei remembered what Liang Yi said, the crime scene is the source of solving the case. There are many murderers with twisted psychology. They especially like to return to the crime scene again and enjoy the hunter's pleasure.
Feng Wei took the flashlight, put handcuffs on her waist, and drove the car towards the riverside overpass.
The lone car drove further and further into the distance.
The two yellow beams of the headlights swept up and down due to the bumps on the road.
Feng Wei parked the car next to the overpass and turned on the flashlight.
I identified the direction of Professor Qin Peng's house, and the light in Qin Peng's kitchen was still on.
This time.
While investigating the dumping site alone, half an hour passed unknowingly. Feng Wei did not feel any fear, nor did she notice that the light in the kitchen of Qin Peng's house quietly went out.
On the floating soil on the side, Feng Wei saw familiar footprints, which were exactly the same as those left by the man in red robe and white mask under the old locust tree on a rainy day.
Feng Wei, who was squatting on the ground, felt a chill running down her back.
Someone.
"ah!"
Feng Weigang shouted.
A big hand, holding a black towel soaked in drug, covered Feng Wei's mouth and nose.
I don't know how long it took, but Feng Wei felt her body shaking and the light was a bit dazzling.
Slowly raising her eyelids, her hands were tied to a door-shaped railing, and her whole body was hoisted in the air. She had no clothes on her body. On the blood-stained wooden chopping board in front of her, there were more than a dozen shapes of different lengths and shapes.
Various cutting tools.
Chapter completed!