Chapter 1: Killing someone in the house

In the critical area, there is a street called Dingzhong Street. It is very famous throughout Beicheng and mainly focuses on snack culture.

The back alley of Dingzhong Street is a residential building.

The buildings here are half lower than the average price of Taipei City, because they are far from the city and the transportation is inconvenient.

At this time, the back and forth of Dingzhong Street had been completely blocked. The cordon was pulled up, and the people who were driven out looked at the situation inside.

"How dare you kill people on the street? What's the situation..."

The blood stains on the cement floor have been dried up, and the marks of blood are gradually progressing step by step.

"Give it aside, please give it aside."

A police car drove into the open space behind the crowd, and the police who got out of the bus first had begun to evacuate the crowd.

The door in the back seat opened, and the man who got out of the car walked forward with great enthusiasm. The swaying clothes were windy and the scene was coming, so there was no sign of the murder scene.

Chen Kerong saw the arrivals from afar and crossed the cordon, continued to work, and took out a pair of rubber gloves.

"Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Kerong." Chu Wuzheng took the glove and put it on. "How is it?"

"The deceased woman, it is initially determined that the cause of death was a heavy blow to the ground in the back of the head." Chen Kerong squatted down, pointed his finger at the top of the deceased's head, and Chu Wuzheng then bent down. "However, there is still an injury on the top of the deceased's head. The specific situation needs to be taken back for examination before it can be clear."

"Ship Liao, have you found anything?" Chu Wuzheng stood up.

Liao Jingran looked up. "No suspected objects were found at the scene, and the shoe prints here have no identification value."

Chu Wuzheng lowered his head. In addition to the soil, there were also some trampled fruits on the ground.

I heard that the aunt who set up a stall downstairs was so scared that her legs were weak when she saw the body, and she knocked over the fruit basket at her hand. She was crying next to her now.

Apples, peaches and pears were scattered all over the ground, and a few lychees were all broken. Those who didn't fall were kicked and rolled around by people passing by.

Chu Wuzheng looked at the traces on the ground and was a little stunning. Then he walked to the gate in front of the fruit stall. After observing, he looked up and looked up.

There is an old-fashioned residential building above, with a maximum of only six floors, but the safety is still very guaranteed. All floors except the first floor are equipped with guardrails.

"What's up there?" Chu Wuzheng's eyes were shaken by the sun, and he frowned and continued to look.

Xiang Hang next to him approached and looked over with Chu Wuzheng's eyes and noticed a prominent rectangle at the window fence on the sixth floor.

"Is it a wooden board?" Xiang Hang guessed casually.

After saying that, he continued to bow his head and cooperated with Liao Shuai to take photos and collect evidence.

On the ground, except for the perimeter that had just been simply cleaned, the other side of the entrance remained the same, almost in a mess.

"Going upstairs." Chu Wuzheng suddenly said.

Xiang Hang and Liao Shuai looked at him curiously at the same time.

"Sixth floor, go with me, right away."

Chu Wuzheng pointed Xiang Hang for a moment, and then followed several police officers around him. The group started climbing the stairs directly. Chu Wuzheng, who was leading in front, walked faster and faster. In the end, he and Xiang Hang arrived at the door of a house first.

I knocked on the door a few times, but no one answered.

This family is different from other doors that are protected by anti-theft and fence doors. There is only a thin wooden door, and the door handles on it are rusted, which doesn't seem to be living here for a long time.

"Pry open." Chu Wuzheng said.

"It's not suitable, Team Chu." Xiang Hang sweated and knocked on the door again. "Or we'd better contact the local police station..."

A "bang!" sounded echoing in the corridor.

The police officer who arrived happened to see Chu Wuzheng withdraw his raised legs. Xiang Hang had already reacted, and the new arrivals were still shocked when they met for the first time.

I have long heard that Captain Chu is more aggressive in handling cases and is even more powerful in his life.

Now it's true.

Fierce, too fierce.

"Don't go in first." Chu Wuzheng put his hand on the wall, blocking Xiang Hang who wanted to step in.

He paused and frowned slightly during his breath.

The smell of disinfectant.

Chu Wuzheng felt nervous, and then asked the police officer behind him to take out his shoe covers and gloves to put on.

The room is very small, with only one person turning around and walking step by step, passing through the spotless shoe cabinet and the white and translucent kitchen.

In the living room, a man was lying flat on the floor, with wounds spreading from his chest to his waist.

In short, the belly is broken.

The new detective behind him quickly covered his mouth and ran out, and Xiang Hang vomited uncontrollably.

Even Chu Wuzheng closed his eyes and slowed down.

The corpse's cheeks were gray-green, with limbs, and the body was unfolded to form a "big" shape, which made people more clearly see the rotten flesh and intestines in the middle.

The skin that was cut by some sharp weapon almost turned outwards. At the edges of the wrinkled, some unclogged blood dripped on the floor with fat, bonding to the intestines and the ground that flowed out.

The police officers behind him dared not stare at him, for fear that they would vomit.

"Captain Chu, look."

Xiang Hang pointed his hand at a platform in front of the window, then walked over and took the thing on it in his hand, and handed it to Chu Wuzheng.

"It's him again." Chu Wuzheng didn't even connect, and said this sentence came out.

It's him again.

In the past month, this is the third similar case in Taipei City.

The murderer entered the house to kill someone, then cleaned the scene as if it were a new home, and then placed the victim in a clear position without any cover.

There is no rule in the weapon, technique, and victim.

There is only one thing - this weird guy will leave a music disc player on every scene.

Xiang Hang contacted his colleague downstairs and then patrolled the house with Chu Wuzheng.

"The deceased man is about 40 years old. The death time has exceeded 24 hours. The cause of death is mechanical asphyxiation. The preliminary judgment should be caused by compression of the neck. The range of bruises on the neck of the corpse is not limited, which means that the contact area between the weapon and the skin is large, which may be a towel or thick cloth." Chen Kerong's fingers wearing gloves indicate the neck of the corpse. "The wound on the upper body is caused by sharp weapons, but the wound and the wound are contaminated with fat and blood, and the bleeding reaction cannot be clearly observed, so it is not yet certain whether this behavior was performed before or after the deceased's death."

"What you mean is that he might have been opened first and then strangled to death?" Chu Wuzheng's face was a little ferocious when he said this.

"This possibility is not ruled out." Chen Kerong nodded gently. "The process of human organs from being destroyed to being exhausted takes time. If only the skin is destroyed, people will still have vital signs in a short period of time, but they may be dizzy."

What a grudge this is?

The body was transported away, and Xiang Hang had found the deceased's ID from the cabinet next to him.

"The deceased is called Sang Shengli, who is forty-two years old. He lives in Tengyun Street, the center of Taipei City... This seems to be a villa area?"

As he said that, he handed the ID card to Chu Wuzheng.

When I returned to the police station, a small meeting was held in the office to discuss the case.

The Technical Department took the lead in giving a conclusion.

"The disc player that stayed on the scene this time is the same as the ones that last two times, with battery power, HIFI sound quality, and output power of 30MW." Liao Shuai put the photo on the whiteboard in front of him. "In addition to the deceased, there is another person's fingerprint at the scene. Through comparison, it is Luo Hong, the deceased's wife, who was found on the street before."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!