The murder scene.

A corpse emitted a strange reflection under the bright light, and the blood on the light brown floor had solidified, and a strong smell of blood filled everyone's noses.

Around the body, forensic personnel used dust fixative to circle out multiple footprints, and warning signs were placed next to each footprint to prevent subsequent incoming personnel from stepping on important physical evidence.

All experienced criminal investigators present. According to the size and depth of the footprint, four people appeared at a glance.

Excluding the deceased's own footprints, there were at least three murderers, but the other party did not leave any fingerprints, and it should be that he was wearing gloves.

"Photograph."

"yes."

The middle-aged man, Fang Yuejin, also the captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of a branch in Shanghai, looked around the scene of the murder, turned around and said to the criminal police officer responsible for taking photos, and then looked at another person.

"Time to report the case, the identity of the person who reported the case?"

The other party did not hesitate and immediately replied: "At 9:15 pm, the person who reported the case was a colleague opposite the deceased, and the two were usually close.

The deceased made an appointment with the other party to watch the football match at home tonight. The reporter knocked on the door for a long time but no one answered. He saw a light through the crack of the door. He noticed that something was wrong and called the police.

The police station in the jurisdiction received an order from the 110 command stand to issue the police. Two police officers found the body at 9:47, and the other party reported directly according to the murder process without entering the scene.

At 9:51 we received a notice and took over the scene at 10:20. Forensic and forensic technicians entered the survey one after another. The witness was two neighbors of the deceased."

Fang Yuejin did not walk around the scene at will, but walked along the passage opened by forensic doctor Lao Wu to the corpse, and circled around the deceased and asked his subordinates again.

“Victim’s situation.”

"Ma Jinshui, male, 29 years old, from Xi'an Province, single, and is a network administrator of Breakpoint Group."

"Time of death."

"Doctor Wu gave the death time from 7:55 to 8:10 pm."

As an old criminal investigation officer, Fang Yuejin has seen countless murders, but today the scene always gives him a strange feeling.

The deceased was tied to a chair by the murderer, with a cloth strip in his mouth, and the index finger and middle finger of his right hand were all cut by sharp objects, and there were many scars left by blunt objects on his face.

In addition to large bloodstains, there were also excrement of waste on the ground. It can be seen that Ma Jinshui suffered inhuman torture during his lifetime, resulting in incontinence in his tract.

This torture method is very uncommon. Even in cases involving drugs, drug trafficking and killing people rarely adopt such complex methods. Those poisonous rats are not so professional!

Yes, it's professional!

When he first came in, Fang Yuejin noticed that the door lock was intact and there was no sign of struggle in the house. Even the shoes that the deceased took off were placed where they should be placed.

Ma Jinshui is an adult male with normal intelligence. He will not open doors to strangers at will, and will not surrender when facing attacks.

Various clues show that the murderer may have entered the scene by technical unlocking and controlled the deceased in a very short time, and the deceased had no time to make other actions.

This murderer who is proficient in torture, unlocking and fighting will inevitably require long-term accumulation and practice.

But in Fang Yuejin's memory, there has been no similar case in Shanghai and even in the country in recent years, which is very contradictory.

Moreover, at the moment when cameras and modern criminal investigation technology are developing rapidly, vicious cases are basically solved by discovering and there is no room for murderers to "grow" in China.

Is the murderer a foreigner?

Then what is the other party’s purpose?

Fang Yuejin was silent for a moment, then looked up and asked, "The sound insulation of this kind of residential building is very poor. Have the neighbors around him heard abnormal sounds?"

"No." The detective in charge of the preliminary visit smiled bitterly.

This answer made the case even more confusing. The deceased did not call for help. The reason may be that his mouth was blocked. How did he answer the murderer's question?

Fang Yuejin glanced at the open bedroom, kitchen and bathroom with the open door. All kinds of items had not been turned over. Obviously, the murderer wanted was not at the scene.

Silent torture, or torture that does not require dialogue.

A picture appeared in Fang Yuejin's mind. The murderer asked a low question, and the deceased nodded and shook his head to answer.

It seems that the question raised by the murderer is very simple, with an internal logical relationship and does not require complex communication.

For example, whether the deceased knows something and something, and whether the description of something and thing is correct, etc.

Fang Yuejin found that the laptop power light on the coffee table in the living room was constantly jumping, and his eyes flashed slightly, and he was about to go over and take a look.

At this time, a criminal policeman walked into the door with his mobile phone, clicked on a video surveillance camera and handed it over. Judging from the perspective, this was taken by a security probe located opposite the building door.

During the surveillance, three suspicious people with their heads bowed into the building together. The time displayed in the upper right corner of the screen is 7:37 pm.

Through the height of the advertising stickers on the wall, it can be analyzed that the height of the three people is about 1.6 meters, and their gender, age, weight, and facial characteristics cannot be determined for the time being.

Fang Yuejin pressed the fast forward button, and at 7:57 pm, three suspicious people lowered their heads and left, and then disappeared into the screen.

"The detachment leader, a total of 27 people entered and left the building before and after the death of the deceased. After identification of the residents and household registration information, only these three people could not be identified." The criminal policeman holding his mobile phone reported.

The whereabouts were mysterious and appeared at the time of the incident, and the number of people was comparable to the number of footprints. Fang Yue ordered decisively during the escort.

"Leave it to the picture investigation department to identify the gait and trace the other party's whereabouts."

Modern criminal investigation technology is a long way to go. Not to mention bowing your head, even if you change your face, as long as the other party appears on the surveillance network, it will be discovered and marked.

"yes."

The policeman returned the order and left. Fang Yuejin avoided the footprint warning sign and came to the coffee table. He reached out and lifted the laptop screen.

With the system starting sound, the screen was lit up, and only a few icons of desktop appeared in front of him. One of the programs called "Breakpoint Group OA" aroused Fang Yuejin's interest.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The OA system is the internal office system of the enterprise. If you have to say what value Ma Jinshui is, it is the breakpoint group network password in the other party's hands.

Breakpoint Group is a large company and a listed company. Will anyone want to obtain certain information or do something through the OA system?

Reminding the silent torture, Fang Yuejin suddenly double-clicked the icon of the OA system, and a login interface with the account and password written on it jumped out. As expected!

"Contact Breakpoint Group and let them check the network backend and see the use of Ma Jinshui's account, the focus is on the time period of the incident!"

Fang Yuejin gave another order, and he seemed to know what the murderer's purpose was, and now there is only evidence left.

At the same time, he also became alert. The murderers killed people just to silence them. They were definitely not ordinary criminals. They must have carried other cases on their backs, and they were serious cases.

City H.

In the old residential area to be demolished, a small building built in the 1980s stands in the dark, just like other buildings around it, bleak and silent.

But behind the thick walls was another scene. A group of plainclothes men sat around the fire and silently sorted out their weapons. Browning 1911, MP40, and M24 grenades were placed all over the floor.

Although these weapons are antiques that can be placed in museum exhibitions, they are still a perfect killer in the area where guns are strictly prohibited.

"Ka~Ka~"

Suddenly, a few slight sounds came from outside the house.

The plainclothes men who were sorting out their weapons quickly put out the bonfire, grabbed the weapons and occupied the vital position, listened to the movement outside, and loaded them gently on their hands.

Confirmed that his subordinates were ready for combat, Wu Chunyang walked to the window covered with thick quilts, lifted up a corner of the quilt and looked out.

Under the faint moonlight, the two figures were getting closer and closer, and through the glass-free window, they could vaguely hear their conversation.

"Brother, are there really good things in the old building?"

"Of course, we're going to send it out. You can pry the door later and you can go in first."

"well."

In the building where he couldn't see his fingers, Wu Chunyang slowly put down the quilt, his body pressed against the wall, and held the dagger in his hand.

Under the same night sky.

A Japanese business car with a license plate on Shanghai is speeding on the highway, and an old song from the Republic of China from decades ago is played on the radio.

In the car, the driver grabbed the steering wheel hard, and the knuckles were white. His after-light glance kept peeking at the fat old man who was about fifty years old and was slapped with music.

Behind the two, three tough men sandwiched a pair of frightened mothers in the middle. The sign flashed outside the car window said "City H, 150 kilometers".
Chapter completed!