C35 Crime Scene

After the call connected, Brother Huang's voice could not be heard. I looked at the screen. The signal was too weak. I hung up the phone and led Liao Mengfann back the way she came. When we got outside, I dialed Brother Huang's number.

"Brother Huang, what did you discover?"

"Come on, along the tracks, I found the crime scene! I'll wait for you at the place where we separated earlier! "

"Ah?" "Wait for me, I'll be there soon!"

I led Liao Mengfann back the way she came from. More than ten minutes later, we reunited with the Brother Huang.

When he saw us coming over, the Brother Huang waved at me, and after we got closer, he pointed to the rut marks on the ground and said to us: "That crime scene is about 500 meters away from here, it's an abandoned chicken farm."

We followed the Brother Huang all the way to the east. As we walked, he said, "The main accommodation of the chicken farm has almost been demolished. However, underneath the demolished house, I found a large basement.

"Huh?" I was a little surprised. It seemed that we really had to thank the rain or else we would have neglected this place. No one would have thought that the crime scene would be under a pile of rubble.

After walking for about seven to eight minutes, I saw the ruins of the chicken farm that Brother Huang had mentioned.

Although this place had been demolished, one could still smell the strong stench of chicken dung. It must be because of the rain, as the rain poured on the dried up chicken dung, the water evaporated, dispersing the smell.

I looked around and saw that there was a construction site about three or four hundred meters to the east, but the site wasn't fully operational yet. A few pile machines were standing in the site, but they weren't working.

There was a transformer not far south of the ruins of the chicken farm. There was a temporary electrical switchbox under the transformer, and when I walked over, I saw that the housing of the switchbox was broken. It looked like it had been there for a long time.

There was a wire leading directly to the site beneath the switchboard. At the junction of the wire, another wire was connected, and we followed the wire to the scene of the crime.

Due to the rain, the soil on the ground here is very soft. At the entrance to the basement, I saw many footprints. The footprints were moving in and out, and they were very clear.

At the same time, far away from the footprints, I saw some scattered bricks which were spread all the way to the basement. Looks like it was specially made by the Brother Huang, I smiled and looked at him: "Brother Huang, you can think of this method even though you aren't a professional investigator.

"Ha!" Brother Huang laughed and said: "My hometown is in the countryside, after the rain, I can't walk anymore. When I was young, if I wanted to go to school or play, I could only put some bricks together. Otherwise, my shoes would get wet."

"Huh?" Curious, I asked, "Why aren't you wearing boots?"

"Do you think all the kids in our village are like you?" As Liao Mengfann walked on the brick, she turned her head and said to me. "A pair of boots back then would have cost me at least three yuan, enough for two children to spend three to four days. How can I bear to part with it?"

When I heard Liao Mengfann say that sentence, I felt a little ashamed. Although my life wasn't considered rich or expensive, I was able to live a life without worries since I was young.

I was upset. Three dollars would have been like lunch to me when I was a kid. I never thought about what life would be like for children in the mountains. Do they have toys and new clothes?

What was their school like? What were their dreams? Would they also be like the children in the city, where their parents and grandparents would come to pick them up and send them to school?

Looking at the tall buildings in the surroundings, I silently sighed in my heart. Perhaps, in the small minds of those children, what they craved most was not fresh toys or bright and beautiful clothes. What they wanted most, perhaps, was to be able to see their familiar and strange mother lying beside them every morning when they opened their eyes, saying, "Child, Mom and Dad will never leave home again."

Life is often mixed with a lot of helplessness, in order to live, we will always give away some precious things. Actually, I think about it, I'm pretty much the same as those kids. Since I was young, when I wake up every day, didn't I want to see my own mother as well?

I looked up and saw stars in the dark night sky, a bright meteor streaking across the horizon. At that time, I made my wish. Meteor, I hope you carry my wish and let me find my mother.

At that time, I suddenly saw that Liao Mengfann also seemed to be mumbling something when the meteor streaked across the sky. I was curious. What kind of wish would she make? Maybe I'll never know.

We used our cell phones and carefully walked through the brick walls. Ahead of me was a collapsed beam. Squatting down, I walked around the beam until I saw a dim light coming from inside.

Brother Huang told us: "Inside is a large underground warehouse. It should be the place where fodder is stored in the chicken farm."

I followed Brother Huang into the underground warehouse. I realised that the warehouse was very big, around 300-400 square meters.

The warehouse was empty and devoid of any unnecessary items. A dim light bulb, a large freezer, and some loose hemp rope were thrown near the freezer. At the same time, a small water drill was placed beside the freezer.

There was a small sack on the ground beside the freezer. I went over to it and opened it, and found that it was filled with unused lotus seeds. Next to the bag, I saw many empty bottles of adhesive that had been used up. The empty bottle and some human debris mixed together, emitting an unpleasant smell of decay!

It seemed that the murderer didn't choose to deal with the crime scene after throwing the corpse. I walked to the side of the freezer, put on my gloves and picked up the small water drill.

The drill was light, and it looked new. I think it must have been stolen from the stadium crew. The diameter of a water drill bit is about a centimeter in my estimation. In the hollow part of the drill bit, there were still some scraps of flesh from the dead body.

I gently place the water drill down and walk to the side of the hemp rope. After smoothing the hemp rope, I found that there were five different lengths of hemp rope.

I stood up, and in the dim light I saw a steel beam running through the roof of the warehouse. Not far ahead of me, I saw two steel bars nailed to the ground directly beneath the steel beam.

The distance between the two steel bars remains about a meter apart. At the same time, on the walls where the steel bars extend to the sides, I notice two steel rods nailed to the wall.

So, I took the hemp rope and said to the two of them, "The murderer used the hemp rope to tie the dead body into a big character, and then used a soft mold to wrap around the dead body. Finally, the water drill started."

The soft mold you're talking about should be that kind of thing!

While we were talking, I saw Liao Mengfann pointing to a corner of the warehouse. I looked over and found a lot of white plastic sheets.

I walked over and saw that each piece of plastic was about two meters long, about thirty centimeters wide, and about two or three millimeters thick. The plastic sheets were covered with densely packed holes, arranged almost in the same order as the ones on the dead man.

Some of the plastic sheets still had some dried chicken feathers and chicken dung stuck to them, and among them I found five or six pieces of plastic stained with blood.

The three of us tidied up the bloodstained plastic sheets and found that they had all been cut off by sharp blades. In the hole above the hole, we also found the cut string.

Seeing this, I said to the two of us, "The culprit didn't return to the scene after throwing away the corpse. It seems that this place should be able to leave a lot of traces and fingerprints."

"You're right!" Liao Mengfann said: "Immediately inform the city police, get them to send Technical Team over to investigate the scene!"

Liao Mengfann and I followed the bricks and returned back to the ground. I took out my phone and quickly dialed the Director Ding's private line. He was so excited when he heard we found out about the crime scene that he said he was going to lead his own team.

After hanging up, I looked back at the footprints left by the murderer on the ground. Whether from the length of the steps or the depth of the crush on the ground, those footprints should have come from the same person.

However, could Lee Futian really complete the crime alone? I told Liao Mengfann my question.

She lowered her head in thought and said, "If one person's hatred of another person reached the point of being able to strike a blow, then both his physical and his willpower would rise to unprecedented heights."

I nodded, I agree with Liao Mengfann. However, there was a big question here. That was, if Lee Futian was really the criminal, then how could someone as crazy as him who had been told about by others come up with such a meticulous plan? "Could it be that hatred can turn a madman into a calm normal person in the blink of an eye?

There was also another possibility: Lee Futian was a normal person, he was pretending to be crazy. However, there was another contradiction. Why was he pretending to be crazy? Furthermore, he was only pretending to be crazy because the locations were all around the construction site.

I let out a long yawn and took out my phone to check the time. It was already 2: 30 in the morning. A new dawn will arrive soon, what I am most worried about right now is the dead Wang Guifen's daughter, Zhao Qianer. If the murder had been a feud, I felt that it would have been disastrous for her by now. But if the murderer killed Zhao Qianer, then where was the murderer hiding her body?

Beep, beep, beep.....

The sound of a phone ringing broke my train of thought. I picked up the phone and realized that it was Wei Shijie who had called …