Elite Investigators Corps Chapter 10

Jack Jiao said: "It's because of the police uniform I'm wearing."

"oh,"

Liam Lu blinked her big eyes and said, "I just remembered that you got a promotion. This shoulder strap is really beautiful."

"Hey, why do you have to deliberately misinterpret what I said? You are not afraid to assume the worst of Chinese people, right? When you say that, it's as if everyone is very powerful."

Jack Jiao shook his head with a smile and said, "Actually, no matter whether you are a man or a woman, who doesn't like the sense of steadiness and security that this police uniform represents? It has nothing to do with me..."

Liam Lu said: "Oh, so what you mean is that you are now popular with both men and women?"
 
It seems that Professor Lu is deliberately looking for trouble today... Jack Jiao just smiled and said nothing. Seeing Ji Miao leave, he also prepared to go back.

Liam Lu frowned and said, "Besides, why would you give such a private thing as a cell phone to someone else?"

"So what you're saying is that I'm not clean now?"

Jack Jiao helplessly raised his hand and tapped his forehead, "Professor Lu, I just don't want to discuss with others what two characters are in her name and what two characters are in my name, what are the particularities, how meaningful the names given by both parents are, etc. Going back and forth, back and forth, it seems like you are taking the opportunity to strike up a conversation with others."

"Are you such a man? You don't even give a strange girl a chance to talk to you."

Liam Lu smiled and said, "But I remember that when we met, it seemed like you were the first to ask about my name. And, indeed, we talked for a long time about what the characters were, what beautiful meanings it had, and the meanings of both parents."

"yes."

Jack Jiao said helplessly: "From that time on, I was subconsciously interested in you and wanted to seduce you. You are different from others, okay?!"

Liam Lu blinked and said, "Although you are obviously perfunctory, you are very good at talking, and people who are perfunctory are quite happy."

"A good man never brags about his past achievements."

Jack Jiao said: "Professor Lu, it's not a good look for you to chase me and ask for proof. It makes me feel that you love me more than I love you."

"That's exactly what it is."

Liam Lu put his hands behind his back and said, "As a psychologist, I know that the most precious things are what you haven't got and what you have lost, and what is even more precious is the impossible. Now that I have none of these three things, I am naturally not as precious to you as before. Look, you haven't answered my question yet."

Jack Jiao had a headache and said, "What can I answer, my great psychologist? You have known him for a long time and have been working together. I am the new guest today. He added me on WeChat just out of courtesy and to show his affirmation. To put it bluntly, it's just a polite gesture in the workplace. Isn't that okay?"

Liam Lu raised his head slightly and said, "Isn't it because young boys and girls are obsessed with men's faces, while mature men and women pay more attention to practicality, that is, S3xiness?"

Jack Jiao was speechless for a moment. He took a step forward, leaned over his head and said, "I can't argue with you. If you continue like this, I'll go home and punish you!"

Liam Lu took two steps back lightly, feeling that she had escaped from his arm's length and could ensure her own safety, she smiled and said, "I know very well how useful you are, you don't need to prove it to me again..."

"Hello!"

Jack Jiao snorted angrily and felt that he had to go outside to smoke a cigarette to calm down. Suddenly, he heard a scream in the studio.

"Ah, look what that is?!"

Then there was a cry of surprise from the audience seats in the studio.

"Someone's dead! Run!"

"Ahhh, murder!"

Jack Jiao was startled, and subconsciously rushed over, slamming open the heavy wooden door of the hall, and then he saw a strange scene.

Everywhere was filled with a festive atmosphere, colorful flowers, and a scene of singing and dancing. In the center of the stage, under the strong spotlight, in front of the background board, a corpse was hanging high. The rough hemp rope was tightly tied around his neck, and his tongue was slightly sticking out. In the surrounding atmosphere, it seemed particularly terrifying. It was the annoying male host just now, Guan Kun, the pillar of the satellite TV station.

Seeing the crowded crowd, Jack Jiao jumped onto the handrail of the seats in the auditorium, then jumped onto the steps on one side, ran to the stage in two quick steps, and reached out to lift up Guan Kun's body.

There are at least a dozen cameras in this studio, so there is no need to worry about disrupting the scene. We have to put the person down first and see if he can be saved.

Guan Kun's body was still warm, so maybe he could be saved. But the hemp rope hanging around Guan Kun's neck was very thick, and when he entered the venue, the saber he brought with him was left at the security checkpoint at the door. Jack Jiao had no choice but to pull out a micro-gun from his belt, put Guan Kun on his back, jumped up suddenly, and swung his hand back to break the hemp rope.

However, when he put Guan Kun on the ground and reached out to feel Guan Kun's neck, he found that he had no pulse at all and his neck had gradually begun to lose the normal temperature and elasticity. There was no need to rescue him at all.

Jack Jiao shook his head, stood up, took out his ID, and shouted: "Don't panic, I'm a policeman. Please stand still and try to keep the scene as it is!"

The director sitting in the front row of the audience suddenly woke up and jumped up and shouted, "Director, director, cut to the video, quick!"

However, the director here was a little girl. She was already frightened by this scene. Her big eyes were fixed on the horrific scene on the stage, and she stood there, unable to react.

Seeing that the countdown was less than 5 seconds, it would be too late if she didn't act now. A young boy next to her quickly cut the live broadcast to the videotape, thus avoiding a very serious stage accident.

This evening party was actually broadcast live, but general live broadcasts would reserve about 30 seconds of response time, and the tape recorded during rehearsal would be used as a backup.

If this bizarre and horrifying murder scene was broadcast live by Shanghai Satellite TV and seen by tens of millions of TV viewers, it would cause immeasurable losses. All the relevant persons in charge of the evening party on the satellite TV station would be held responsible and would be completely dismissed.

At this time, the audience in the venue and the producers on and off the stage screamed and rushed towards the front and rear doors.

The security guards who arrived upon hearing the news rushed forward and desperately blocked the door, preventing people from leaving.

"Everyone, stay calm and follow my instructions."

Jack Jiao dialed 110 and called the local police. He put away his phone and walked up to Director Zhu, who was sitting in the audience, and said, "Hello, Director Zhu. Please notify our security personnel outside to close the door of the TV station. At the same time, ask your colleagues to prepare some vacant rooms and arrange for the audience to rest temporarily for inquiries."
 
This must be a dream... Director Zhu stood up tremblingly and said, "Okay, Captain Jiao, I will arrange someone right away."

Fortunately, the TV station's security force was sufficient, and the staff on site automatically joined in to maintain order. By the time the district police arrived, the more than 800 audience members had already been evacuated to several studios and large conference rooms where there were no programs.

At this time, a middle-aged man in his thirties walked in with several young policemen.

"Team Jiao."

Zhang Xianning saw that it was him, and hurried over to him and asked, "Why are you here?"

I didn’t expect that the person who came was my own brother, so it’s easy to talk to him.

Jack Jiao reached out and patted Zhang Xianning on the shoulder, "Just in time to come over for the show."

At this time, the chief forensic doctor Jason Zhang came over carrying a box.

He reached out and punched Jack Jiao's upper arm, "You should wear a black veil from now on, stay at home and don't go out!"

Jack Jiao raised his hand and bumped fists with Jason Zhang, "The victim is over there."

Jason Zhang walked over, squatted down, and examined the body. "This is definitely not suicide. The deceased was obviously strangled to death and then hung up. The evidence is that there are two marks on the neck. Although they overlap, indicating that the angle difference is relatively small, they are still two strangulation marks. It looks like he was strangled by a substance such as a thick hemp rope.

Some people always try to pretend to commit suicide by strangling others, but it is impossible because the angles are different because the points of force are different.

The body hasn't stiffened yet, so the time of death is probably between half an hour and an hour. Hmm?"

Jason Zhang paused and said, "There are signs of wear and tear on the palm of the deceased's right hand. The deceased may have tried hard to grab the hemp rope and try to break free, but failed."

Jack Jiao lowered his head and looked at the hemp rope that he had cut with his own hands. "But there doesn't seem to be this mark on the hemp rope."

Jason Zhang looked up at the hemp rope and said, "This rope is too rough, but the deceased's hands were only scratched. Even if there was bleeding, it was very slight. It is normal that there is no trace left by human hands. Hey, look here."

Jason Zhang lifted up the deceased's left hand and showed it to Jack Jiao. "There are black stains between the nails of the deceased's left hand, which look like dandruff. We will know what it is after we go back and do a test."

Jack Jiao turned around and said, "Hmm... maybe it's cigarette ash, look here."

Jason Zhang followed Jack Jiao and squatted down. He carefully lifted the trouser leg of the deceased's right leg. There were some scattered ash-like substances on the edge. They were very small and could not be seen without careful observation.

"This discovery is important and may help us find the murderer."

Jack Jiao suddenly felt a flash of light on the decoration of Guan Kun's leather shoes.

He took a pair of tweezers from the trace examiner and picked it up. He saw that it was a very thin platinum bracelet.

This is obviously not Guan Kun's own jewelry. It doesn't match his outfit today. Could it be that... the murderer is a woman?