dkrc Chapter 56 The Killer Comes to Our Door
Chapter 56 The Killer Comes to Our Door
"Is that unlikely?" Cao Dahua frowned. "Some neighborhoods might think that the number 4 sounds like 'death' and doesn't sound good, so they might name it something like Building A3. If they mistakenly identify Building A3 and Building 3, people might kill the wrong person if they look for the address."
These aren't even in the same residential complex; they're on different floors, and even the east and west units are different. It's quite difficult to make a mistake and, to be honest, commit suicide here!
"These two cases have something in common! Both involved grandchildren attending school together, and both only killed the elderly, sparing the grandchildren," Ma Xiaowu said. "Do you think the killer might be a serial killer? Perhaps he felt too oppressed when he was attending school with his grandparents, or maybe he never experienced that kind of treatment and became envious and jealous. So, after getting a gun, he specifically targeted these kinds of people to kill."
"Stop reading those detective novels I gave you! You're talking nonsense!" Xu Bin, Ma Xiaowu's mentor, immediately criticized him. "Think back, what was the age of the murderer deduced from the footprints?"
"In their forties or fifties!"
"So, do you still stand by your judgment?"
"Alright," Ma Xiaowu chuckled, "Considering the era, this reasoning isn't entirely reasonable!"
"Could it be an attempt to cover up the truth?" Wu Song thought for a moment and said, "The time interval between these two cases is too short. Could it be that the murderer wants us to think that this is a serial murder case for money, or a serial murder case targeting a specific age group, in order to cover up the fact that he had hatred between him and the victims?"
So that we don't have to find him through social connections.
The more people he kills, the more social connections he needs to investigate, and then he can take advantage of the chaos.
"According to you, he should be related to the previous victim!" Xu Bin thought for a moment and said, "If he is related to the later victims, there is no need to rush to turn this case into a serial murder case."
"That's my feeling!"
"Then we'll have to send you out!" Xu Bin smiled at Wu Song. "First, investigate the social relationships of the previous victims. If you can't find them, then investigate the network of relationships of the victims in this case. Hopefully, your abilities are still up to par!"
Xu Bin looked at Wu Song with a strong sense of expectation in his eyes, "This case is putting a lot of pressure on us. The key is, if this murderer continues to kill like this, when do you think it will ever end?"
Two a day.
"It won't be long, just a week of killing, and our precinct, and indeed the entire city of Gotham, will be famous nationwide."
"Understood!" Wu Song nodded. "I'm not even eating. Go through the social network of that previous case as soon as possible!"
"Then I'll leave this place to you!" Cao Dahua waved to Xu Bin, and he and Wu Song left in tacit understanding, heading straight to the guesthouse near the branch office where Gao Yajun was staying.
"Come on, take us to meet your father's relatives, friends, and former colleagues. This person should be around forty or fifty years old, not very tall, and rather thin," Wu Song said.
"Huh?" Gao Yajun looked puzzled. "Isn't that my fourth uncle? He didn't do it?"
"No!" Wu Song shook his head. "We haven't released him yet, and then another similar case came up. We can basically rule out his suspicion."
"He really didn't do it?" Gao Yajun still showed an expression of disbelief.
"Do you think we'd joke with you about something like this?" Cao Dahua said impatiently. "Do you want the murderer to continue to get away with it?"
"Let me take you to see my third uncle first," Gao Yajun said, sitting in the back of Wu Song's truck. "Luckily, most of my dad's relatives, friends, and colleagues are in Gaotan City. If they were scattered all over the country, it would be really hard to find them."
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Next, Wu Song and Cao Dahua met with Gao Yajun's father's relatives and friends.
I asked the same questions to everyone I met.
"Do you know that Gao Changhe and his wife are dead?"
Where were you at 7:40 yesterday morning?
"Who can prove it?"
After questioning the person, as long as no dark aura was found on them, their statement was recorded and then they moved on to the next person.
The three men returned to the branch office at 9 p.m. after their visit.
"Thank you both for your hard work!" Gao Yajun got out of the car and handed each of them a cigarette. "You guys really went all out! How about I treat you to a meal?"
"No need, you should go and rest!"
The master and apprentice waved goodbye and returned to the Third Squadron office.
Only Lao Ma and the clerk were in the office.
"How's Wang Aimi doing in eastern Guangdong?"
"I'm pretending to be your secretary, and I'm in contact with his dad. His dad said his son will be back tomorrow!" Ma Dazhi said with a grin. "When we go to his house, we'll grab him and make him draw a portrait of the murderer!"
"Hey, where are the others?" Cao Dahua sat down, looking around. "Did Wu Song and I miss something?"
"It's nothing serious." Ma Dazhi waved his hand. "The son of the deceased couple came back this morning, and the four of them went to find out what happened."
"Master, I'll go take a look!"
Wu Song went straight to the dissection room.
A group of people were gathered outside the dissection room.
Several middle-aged men and women were crying their eyes out.
"How could my parents just die like that?"
"Father, Mother, you died such a tragic death!"
"If I find out who killed my parents, I'll skin them alive!"
However, Wu Song didn't pay attention to anyone else; his gaze was fixed on one of the middle-aged men who was also crying very hard.
This man looked to be in his early forties, about 1.65 meters tall, and thin!
It closely resembles the physical characteristics of the murderer!
This wasn't the reason why Wu Song was staring at him.
It was because this person was surrounded by a cloud of black mist.
murderer?
Wu Song raised an eyebrow.
Is it because he killed other people or committed other crimes that he has black mist on his body?
Is the black mist caused by killing the elderly couple this time?
Wu Song felt that the latter was more likely.
How could such a coincidence happen in the world?
He is a murderer, and he is also connected to the victim in this case.
This person is most likely the murderer!
"Heh heh heh! The person I killed this morning actually dares to show up at the police station tonight?"
Wu Song couldn't help but smile to himself.
It's like finding a needle in a haystack, only to have it come to you effortlessly!
With a smirk, Wu Song walked over, called Liu Shutong aside, and glanced at the man shrouded in black mist. "Who's that man in the black jacket?"
"Hmm?" Liu Shutong followed Wu Song's gaze. "The deceased's nephew, what's wrong?"
After answering, Liu Shutong thought of how Wu Song had caught murderers with a single glance on several occasions before, and her eyes widened suddenly. "Brother Song, there are so many people here, why did you specifically ask him? Could it be that..."