Mysteries in the Darkness Chapter 3

The area near Nanping Avenue is the hardest hit area during the morning rush hour, with congestion periods from 6:30 am to 10 pm.

High-end white-collar workers heading to the central business district of the East District often encounter the e-mules running around in the streets. If a slow bus cuts across the street, it can create a meeting of the century that "no one can escape."

The road conditions in the West District are particularly complicated, with roads ranging from wide to narrow, and intertwined. Private construction has become common among local residents, and man-made cul-de-sacs can be seen everywhere. Motor vehicles that stray into them are like bugs stuck in spider webs - they have to run left and right for their lives before they can see the light of day again.

Elliot stuck his head out of the car window, let the siren sound, and shouted: "Handsome man, we are on official duty and we can't get through. Could you please move the BMW at the door?"

An old man walked out of the courtyard of the small bungalow next to him, glanced at him with a sullen mouth, and pushed the old man's scooter tremblingly into the courtyard.

The left side of the scooter for the elderly was labeled "Only for picking up grandchildren", and the right side was labeled "The harder I push, the slower I am, I'm awesome." As they walked, they let out a "woof" sound. Elliot raised his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose in surprise. When I looked down, I saw a big yellow dog jumping out from behind the scooter.

The big yellow dog walked up to the police car, looked at him, and openly raised its hind legs towards the wheels of the car.

Elliot whistled at it and said kindly: "Pee, little darling, after you pee, I'll cut off your penis and make it into a cake."

This way of eating was really strange, and the big yellow dog had never heard of it. He was frightened by Officer Luo's veteran gangster aura on the spot, and ran away with his tail between his legs with a "ouch".

Brooke covered his face with his tablet: "Boss Luo, did you notice that there is an unmarried young woman in the back seat? The branch office sent the existing information over."

"Please ask this female comrade to select some objective information and give it briefly." Elliot slowly stepped out of the narrow alley where the police car had been opened. "Ignoring the subjective assumptions, Dexter's grandson will be flattering, and the flower market branch will not be upright. The lower beam is crooked, it’s all parallel imports.”

"Oh, the deceased's name was Mason, male, 18 years old, a migrant worker, working as a delivery boy in a chain coffee shop. There was a groove-like indentation on the neck of the body. The cause of death was suffocation... that is, he was It was strangled. Preliminary speculation is that the murder weapon was something like a soft cloth. The time of death was probably between eight and eleven o'clock last night. The specific situation needs to be further confirmed by the forensic doctor------Oh, by the way. The body was found not far behind the group rental house where the deceased lived, so the identity was confirmed immediately. "

Elliot's driving skills were extremely high. He could maneuver through the dangerous narrow alleys with almost millimeter accuracy. He still had time to interject and ask, "Where did the rumors about the robbery and chokehold gang come from?"

"It is said that the deceased's belongings were robbed, his cell phone was gone, and his wallet was emptied and thrown aside. However, it is not clear whether the murderer took it away." Brooke quickly browsed the email, "By the way, report the crime. People said that there was a piece of paper covering the corpse's face, with a small piece of tape stuck to the deceased's hair, and the word 'money' was written on the side facing inside. "

Sterling turned off the navigation: "Just turn right ahead and you'll be there."

"Well," Elliot knocked on the steering wheel, "This case is under the jurisdiction of the branch and has not been transferred to the city bureau. Do you know what we are here to do?"

Brooke asked tentatively: "Guide and supervise?"

Elliot: "Do you know who did the 'guidance and supervision' in the past?"

Brooke suddenly realized: "Eunuch!"

Sterling turned his head from the passenger seat and glared at her.

"Is this the state of mind of the young women in your village?" Elliot grinned as if he had a toothache, "Let's go, let me be serious here--Director Zhang will have to retire in a few years, and how many deputy directors are there? Those who are behind him are either not qualified enough, or are like Director Zeng who focus on technology and will not pay attention to anyone, so it is likely that some people will be promoted from various district bureaus. "

Elliot passed a small pile of rubbish spread on the roadside and lowered his voice: "The old director wants to get rid of people like Dexter during his tenure, so as not to have a drunkard and rice bag as the leader of the city bureau in the future - let's What's the main mission here, do you understand?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the police car had already turned the corner.

It was an open space sandwiched between an old tube building and a group of small bungalows with entrances and exits. It was very desolate. It was just behind a small self-built warehouse by private people. It was overgrown with weeds and inaccessible. There was still water in the corner, and there was a long-lasting smell. A fresh stench.

The police have cordoned off the scene, and forensic scientists are busy coming in and out, investigating the scene.

In order to wait for Elliot and the others, Dexter, the person in charge of the Huashi District Branch, specially sat at the scene in person.

He was a middle-aged man with baldness that extended all the way to his face. His two sad eyebrows were so sparse that they were almost invisible. Hot sweat was dripping from his forehead. He personally came forward to greet Elliot, grabbed Elliot's hand and shook it up and down three times: "I'm alarmed." The leaders of the city bureau even asked a few people to make a special trip. I was really upset. "

Elliot smiled pleasantly: "Brother, why are you still seeing me outside?"

Dexter was good at building relationships and doing his work sparingly. After hearing his words, he immediately got up and changed his tune to call Elliot brothers, and complained endlessly to his new "brother".

Elliot took out a box of cigarettes, lit one and handed it to Dexter. At the same time, he winked at Sterling and asked him to take Brooke to see the scene first.

"A crime committed by an acquaintance is definitely committed by an acquaintance." Dexter exchanged a cigarette with Elliot, and then got down to business. His tiny eyes were rolling around, "Look at this place, it's so complicated that it's impossible for outsiders to come in." If you fart in your own home, your neighbors can smell what you had for lunch. How dare outsiders do it randomly? Brother Luo, you are an expert, do you think this is true? "

In this sensitive period, the last thing Dexter wanted to see was a robbery and murderer wandering around the area, so he desperately tried to rely on "acquaintances to commit crimes and personal grudges."

Elliot didn't answer his words. He took off his sunglasses and pinned them on his collar. He squinted his eyes and looked at the busy forensic doctors. He casually prevaricated: "I'm just a mediocre yamen, how dare I pretend to be an expert like you?"

"Who doesn't want to make a living?" Dexter sighed and spread his hands, "Let's go over and have a look."

The newly formed "duo" walked into the scene side by side, and saw a young man with a buzz cut and glasses introducing the situation to Sterling and Brooke. The young man was very tall, with pimples on his face. He stood upright and stiff, like a coffin board cut into a human shape. He spoke at an alarmingly fast rate.

"This is our new Xiao, Reece," Dexter pointed his finger and introduced, "He is a top student. He ranked first in the written test when he came in. Xiao, this is Captain Luo of the Municipal Bureau."

Reece subconsciously raised his chest and raised his head, making a gesture similar to "standing at attention." With his jaw tense, he nodded tightly to Elliot and said hello in a few words: "Captain Luo."

"You're welcome," Elliot smiled at him, "continue."

Reece, who had been taciturn just now, seemed to have been turned on by his words, and words poured out of his mouth in an instant, drowning the people in front of him: "There were no signs of struggle on the deceased's body." He was bruised, but there were traces of being hit with a blunt object on the back of his head. Preliminary judgment showed that he was knocked unconscious from behind and then strangled his neck with a soft cloth belt and suffocated to death. After his death, his belongings were confiscated and a cover was placed on his forehead. Because the deceased was strangled while in a coma, no signs of struggle were left at the scene. The soft rope used to strangle the deceased and the blunt instrument used to hit the head were not found, and there is currently no definite evidence. This is the crime scene, report completed!"

It was fine at first, but as soon as the last words came out, Dexter's face immediately turned green: "There is no evidence, what are you talking about? This is not the crime scene. Could this be a corpse dumping case?" Why are the corpses left here? What's the point? Don't disturb the audience with your random speculations!"

Reece glanced at him blankly: "I just said there is a possibility..."

Dexter was about to have a fit, but Elliot reached out to stop him: "Children who have just started working have more ideas. It would be interesting to hear more."

He raised his head and took a look at his surroundings. The entire western area of the flower market gave people the impression of being gray. The messy wires were heavy on his head, cutting into pieces the rare sunny days in Yancheng. It was very depressing.

"Keep asking around, maybe someone heard something," Elliot said. "In addition, I think Bureau Wang has a very accurate grasp of the general direction. Let's ignore extreme situations and just use acquaintances to commit crimes as the direction of investigation, brother. , do you think this will work?"

Although Brother Luo was not a friendly person, his style of speaking and doing things was in line with Dexter's wishes. The two parties hit it off immediately, which greatly saved communication costs.

What follows is endless investigations and visits. These are the tasks of the criminal police officers of the branch. They have nothing to do with "technical guidance". Their main task is to go back to the branch office to sit and drink tea, monitor the progress of the work at any time, and wait. Grab Dexter’s pigtails.

Sterling whispered to Elliot, "Boss, you go ahead. I still want to hang around with them."

Sterling has a quiet name and good looks. He has never been embarrassed by anyone, and he never uses bad language. He treats comrades and enemies equally. He seems to be very easy to talk to, but Elliot has been working with him since he just graduated. My partner, I really know him too well.

Sterling has a kind of sincerity and stubbornness that is incompatible with the times. He doesn't care much about other things. Anyway, Elliot will hold up the sky if it falls. But when it comes to the case, as long as there is any doubt, he will pursue it to the end------don't worry about it. Is he responsible?

Elliot: "The deceased was knocked unconscious from behind. If it was really a robbery, he would not have committed the crime and come back to strangle the person to death. There is a high possibility of personal grudges. Dexter's basic judgment is correct - what's your problem?"

The body had been put into a body bag and carried away by the forensic doctor. Sterling said softly: "It's shoes--no one is cleaning here. If you are not careful, you will step on the mud, but I just opened the body Bao glanced at the body and saw that the child's shoes were clean."

Elliot raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Of course, it's possible that the deceased lived nearby and was familiar with the environment." Sterling said, "But I still think the small glasses from the branch are right. We can't rule out the possibility that this is not the first scene. In addition, they were attached to the head of the deceased. The piece of paper is also very strange, Elliot, if this matter is not that simple, I'm afraid that Director Wang will rush to cover it up and refuse to investigate it carefully. "

"Is there any need to be afraid?" Elliot sighed, "He obviously just wants to cover it up."

As long as there is a general suspect, Dexter can immediately stamp his official seal and issue a statement to the outside world, saying that this is a case suspected to be caused by personal grudges, not some online alarmist "strangling killer", there is no gimmick, and in a few days people will They were so bored that they forgot that when the limelight was over, they could say "the Huashi District Branch made outstanding contributions to the successful hosting of such-and-such event in our city."

As for the case, find a few criminal detectives who are running errands to investigate slowly. If they are found out, they will arrest them.

This is Dexter's style of doing things, otherwise Rowan wouldn't punish him specifically.

Sterling said: "No matter what the reason is, a child comes all the way to us and dies in a foreign land. We have to give him an explanation."

Elliot tilted his head and stared into his eyes for two seconds.

Sterling quickly added: "I just don't want to worry about going to have a look. I promise not to cause any trouble."

Elliot smiled: "Anyway, I've been responsible for all the branches you've grown out of your joints over the years, and I haven't seen you pledge yourself to me."

Sterling didn't take it seriously and cursed with a smile: "fcuk you."

After he finished speaking, he lifted his legs to leave, but Elliot stopped him: "Wait a minute, it was Casper who brought you flowers this morning, right?"

Sterling said nonchalantly: "Who else could it be besides him?"

Elliot put his hands in his pockets, glanced at his toes, and seemed to be searching for words: "If I tell you, 'Stay away from that kid,' wouldn't it be a bit of a fool's errand?"

"No, are you taking it seriously?" Sterling smiled, "He's always like this, just for fun. Don't say I don't bend, even if I bend into a ball..."

Elliot gently interrupted him: "If you are bent, will it be that brat's turn to be courteous?"

Sterling was stunned for a moment, but before he could taste anything from these words, Elliot said again: "I'm not saying that he is a debaucher, nor am I saying that he is out of tune...not at that level. . Casper has never felt good to me, do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand." Sterling nodded. He was thin and frail, and looked too easy to bully, so he always wore a uniform at work. The morning sunlight passed through the low walls and moss, lightly framing him, "In the past seven years, I have been watching him, Casper is a good boy, you don't need to be too guarded against him--although he is indeed a bit over-corrected and lively now. "

Elliot said nothing.

Sterling's voice changed: "Besides, I don't know who it is. I'm too embarrassed to leave a name if I want to give something to someone. Then I would go to great lengths to get a game console from abroad, and let me..."

"Go away," Elliot interrupted him expressionlessly, "go do your job, there is so much nonsense!"