Catching The Killer Chapter 7

After the snow, the sky was clear and blue. The weather in City B was too sunny, having swept away yesterday's gloom.

Oliver Pei held the steering wheel and looked at the man sleeping in the passenger seat while waiting for the red light.

Shen Zheng was born into a serious police family and he himself is also an active young man with a good family background.

Five years ago, he graduated from the Public Security University of City B with excellent results. In the same year, he joined the City B Police Department. During his time there, he performed outstandingly. After only two years, he was transferred to the Special Case Team and became the team leader two months later.

Naturally, there were people who opposed or were jealous, but although Shen Zheng was young, he did things flawlessly and had not been caught doing anything wrong in five years.

Be bold, careful, and just.

This was the evaluation Oliver Pei heard from Director Zhao.

Oliver Pei pulled the corner of his mouth and his eyes fell on the man's thin lips. He didn't know whether Shen Zheng was careful or not, but he was indeed brave.

"Don't stare at me," Shen Zheng suddenly said, but he didn't open his eyes. His voice was still a little hoarse from just waking up. "Look at the road."

The green light came on, and Oliver Pei stepped on the accelerator: "I'm just curious."

"What are you curious about?"

I'm curious why you still have the courage to choose the profession of police after your grandfather and father died in the line of duty.

"Nothing," Oliver Pei shook his head and skipped the topic, "We'll be there soon, don't sleep yet."

Damon Yang and Lin Min partied all night last night and didn't leave the bar for the company until seven o'clock this morning.

The two rushed back to the police station after handing over their shift to other police officers downstairs at Yixing Company. Seeing that Oliver Pei was obviously much more energetic than Shen Zheng, he took the initiative to take on the task of driving.

Seeing Oliver Pei was about to drive the car to the main entrance of the police station, Shen Zheng didn't care about the other party's suspense anymore, and hurriedly said: "I say, Doctor Pei, can you be a little more aware of being an Internet celebrity?"

"Don't go through the front door unless you want to talk life to those reporters."

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After finally getting rid of a group of gossiping colleagues downstairs, Shen Zheng was "warmly welcomed" by Qin Qianlan as soon as he entered the door.

"Wow! Where have you been, boss?" Qin Qianlan walked around Shen Zheng in circles as if she saw an endangered species. "I didn't expect that Team Leader Shen looked so decent after dressing up like this."

"What's that word called?"

Ji Jie, who was watching the fun, immediately responded: "A beast in human clothing."

Shen Zheng pulled off his tie casually: "Go away, go away, how can you talk like that? I've been staring at you the whole night."

Qin Qianlan pointed at the silver cufflinks on Shen Zheng's sleeves and said, "This is not your style of stalking."

After Qin Qianlan mentioned this, Shen Zheng remembered that he had not returned the luggage he borrowed from Oliver Pei yesterday. He was about to speak, but Oliver Pei spoke first.

"I also think this little thing suits Brother Shen's temperament," Oliver Pei deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of "temperament", "Swords are given to heroes, and rouge is given to beauties. Brother Shen, you should keep it."

Shen Zheng: How can a pair of cufflinks be considered a sword?

With such a group of monkeys under his command, he will shorten his life by at least ten years.

"But speaking of which, boss, have you gained anything?" Qin Qianlan asked mysteriously, "Xinyao has made great progress."

Shen Zheng was too lazy to play guessing games with Qin Qianlan, so he said directly: "We found that Lin Min was taking drugs, and Damon Yang was the one who provided him with drugs."

"What?!" The most noisy "monkey" in the special case team pushed the door open with a bunch of breakfast, "Boss, how did you know that?"

An Xinyao's face was full of grievance. She had thought that the information she found in the diary could scare Shen Zheng, but she didn't expect that the other party already knew it.

"Just last night," Shen Zheng took the bags from An Xinyao, "your brother Pei and I followed Damon Yang into a bar, but we didn't expect to see a big fish."

Shen Zheng deliberately blurred the information about the bar. He didn't want too many people to pay attention to this matter for the time being.

"That's what Dong Jing wrote in her diary, but she was more vague," An Xinyao drank some soy milk, "Boss, have you got any useful evidence?"

"I only managed to take a few photos, but they weren't very good and they weren't strong enough as evidence."

There was no other way. In a place like Hunting where all the demons were rampant, it was already a sign of Captain Shen's skill and courage to be able to take a few photos.

Oliver Pei, who had no habit of eating breakfast, took the diary handed to him by An Xinyao and began to read it with interest.

---In order to avoid Captain Shen's nagging, he also put a cup of soy milk on hand to pretend.

"Brother Pei, you already know the previous contents," An Xinyao instructed from the side, "Just turn to the last page."

"I never expected Dong Jing to be such a decisive person."

The diary recorded some rather private and trivial thoughts, and Oliver Pei did not want to infringe on the privacy of the deceased without reason, so he obediently turned to the end.

The whole office was eating breakfast quietly. Oliver Pei's voice, although small, was still clearly audible.

"November 4, 20xx, cloudy.

It is now exactly two o'clock in the morning Beijing time. Ayun is sleeping soundly in the room next to me, and I am ready to leave this world.

This world is controlled by the powerful, while the weak can only endure and accept the tragic ending.

I am naturally weak, so weak that I don’t even have the right to speak.

Thanks to everything in the past six months, I have come to realize this clearly.

But I learned another lesson today.

A powerful person is scary, but a person with nothing is scarier.

I have made up my mind to fight to the death. If they are willing to stop, I will take Ayun away and never set foot in this dirty circle again.

If they still don't intend to stop, then let my blood send them to the top of public opinion and let them taste the feeling of being stabbed back by their own weapons.

I don’t know what expressions those who shouted at me to get out would have when they know that I’ve left forever.

Will he apologize? Or will he turn around and scold Lin Min?

Who knows.

Although I wrote a sharp suicide note, based on my experience, it will most likely be handled by public relations.

I left this second 'suicide note' in the mechanism I designed in my spare time. If it is discovered by chance, it will have fulfilled my wish.

If it cannot be found, let it sleep with my secret.

I'm going to die anyway.

It would be better to die.

Only death can bring me relief."

Although Oliver Pei grew up abroad, he read Chinese clearly and rhythmically, and he has always been good at empathizing with other people's emotions. When he read the diary, the repression and madness in it seemed to become reality.

It was as if Dong Jing herself was expressing her thoughts through his mouth.

An Xinyao got goosebumps all over her body: "Brother Pei, please stop reading. I feel a little nervous."

Oliver Pei closed the diary: "Are you sure this is Dong Jing's handwriting?"

"It is indeed Dong Jing's handwriting," Jiang Jun found the relevant report, "The identification department has confirmed it."

Qin Qianlan took the report and looked at it, and said in disbelief: "The case is closed already? Suicide? Why do I feel like there is a lot of noise but little action?"

"I don't know if this ending will satisfy the media. No one dares to go through the main entrance these days."

"We are not investigating the case for the media," Shen Zheng rolled up the information at hand and knocked on Qin Qianlan, "It's not a small matter. Whether it's suicide or homicide, life is worth paying attention to."

"Besides, we have discovered the drug trade between Lin Min and Damon Yang. We should be able to gain something if we continue investigating."

An Xinyao agreed: "If we can arrest these two people, it can be regarded as revenge for Dong Jing and can also bring some comfort to the living."

I don’t know how Gao Yun, that woman made of water, would cry when she hears the news.

"What's the point of taking revenge? That's nonsense." Shen Zheng said to An Xinyao fiercely, but there was no rebuke in his eyes. "We are police officers. We must be selfless, understand?"

"At least on the surface, and then do your best to catch the criminals."

"It's our duty, isn't it?"

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This was the second time Hua Ling came to the interrogation room of the B City Police Station this month, and the police officer sitting in front of her was replaced by a young man with outstanding appearance.

Oliver Pei, Hua Ling knew before that he worked in the B City Police Department, but she never thought that she would fall into his hands. If she had known, she would not have let Lin Min post that Weibo post to divert attention.

While Hua Ling was still regretting, Oliver Pei had already started asking questions: "Ms. Hua, according to your previous statement, you did not see the deceased Dong Jing between 3:50 and 4:10 in the morning of November 4, right?"

"yes."

Hua Ling continued to answer according to her previous statement. She knew that these police officers always liked to ask repetitive questions to make the suspects tired and thus break through their psychological defenses, but she was not afraid of this.

However, Oliver Pei is a person who does not play by the rules: "But the forensic doctor found a hair on Dong Jing's body that did not belong to her. It was brown, long and curly."

"Ms. Hua, I think we need your cooperation to do a DNA test."

Hua Ling was stunned, and her eyes involuntarily moved to her loose hair.

Her well-maintained brown hair was long and curly, and remained beautiful even under the bright lights of the interrogation room.

"It seems that Ms. Hua has remembered something."

Upon hearing this, Hua Ling looked at Oliver Pei. The other party still had a polite smile on his face, but his eyes were terrifyingly cold.

It's like a cat teasing the mouse in its hand. It knows everything, but just wants to see its opponent make a fool of himself.

"I didn't expect that I had misjudged Dr. Pei." Hua Ling took a deep breath and leaned back in her chair. "Yes, I have seen Dong Jing, but she was already a corpse at that time."

"She died in such a conspicuous place that I saw her as soon as I came downstairs."

She looked pitiful and bloody, with blood all over the floor and a hoarse sound coming from her mouth. She didn't look like the beautiful and charming Dong Jing at all. She was so scared that she collapsed on the ground.

"Then I noticed she had a piece of white paper in her hand, and thinking of her previous call to Lin Min, I took the paper away."

Dong Jing was not dead yet when she went to take the paper. Her hands were twisted after falling, but she was still holding the paper tightly. She spent a lot of effort to get the so-called "suicide note" intact and without blood.

Hua Ling was of course successful, but when she woke up in the middle of the night, she would always think of the scene that night. That smell and that sound had become an unforgettable nightmare for her.

Oliver Pei's expression remained unchanged: "Where is that piece of paper now?"

"I dealt with it a long time ago," Hua Ling said in a relaxed tone. She even smiled. "After all, it was full of slanderous information about my artists. Of course I couldn't keep it."

"I don't know how long Officer Pei will sentence me for this crime."