Longhu Tianjie is located on the west side of Fenglin. Large-scale urban construction is still going on here, so it is not a very prosperous commercial area. There are not many people coming and going, and there are not many commercial stores. Most of the ones opened here are based on the surrounding areas.
Service-oriented stores mainly for residents.
The 24-hour convenience store is right opposite the back entrance of the hospital. When Ren Yonghai and I walked in, the only clerk was dozing off.
Ren Yonghai showed his ID to the clerk at the convenience store, and the clerk immediately woke up. A few minutes later, in the narrow warehouse, we began to review all the surveillance data from the day of the incident.
"You guys can just watch here. I still have to look at the store. If you need anything, just say hello." The clerk said nothing, turned around and walked back to the checkout counter.
This Kuai Ke convenience store is very small. The entire store is only about twenty square meters. There is a partition of about three or four square meters in the back that is used as a warehouse.
Such a small warehouse is filled with whole boxes of packing boxes, and scattered goods are placed everywhere. The monitor screen is randomly thrown on a small table in the corner. How much space is left?
Standing people, you can imagine.
"This place is really used to the extreme." Ren Yonghai wiped the drink box and turned around with difficulty, moved a cardboard box from the top, put it on the ground regardless of what was inside, and sat on it.
"That's how business is done, you have to be careful with your budget." I replied casually.
After all, the signboard of Longgutang is also an antique shop, so I can be regarded as the owner of the store. There are some similarities in business. Of course, I am not idle. I imitate others and bring down a cardboard box.
Just use it as a stool.
The already narrow space was so messed up by the two of us that there wasn't even any space for us to stay.
After solving the problem of sitting, the two of us turned our attention back to the monitor and began to read boringly.
At the beginning, we set the speed to four times. After watching it for half an hour, we realized that this was not working. I said impatiently: "Officer Ren, is there any faster way? Almost six days have passed since the incident. If we follow the
At this speed, the two of us will have to sit here for more than a day."
Ren Yonghai shook his head and said: "There is only one way to monitor surveillance. Our eyes are not radars, and we do not have the ability to automatically capture suspicious targets."
"Ah? Just watch it like this?"
"Forget it, I'm also dazzled by what I saw. Let's adjust it to 16x speed. When we find something abnormal, we can adjust it back and watch again."
Fortunately, the hospital door is a stationary target, and we only need to watch to see if it moves. If this were a real police investigation, searching for suspected targets among pedestrians coming and going, it would be a hell of a job.
Even so, it would take nearly nine hours to really watch these monitors.
However, we did not watch all the surveillance footage in the end. About five hours later, we left the convenience store and returned to Ren Yonghai's jeep.
Ren Yonghai took out a box of cigarettes, handed one to me, lit it and took a few puffs, then said: "Lin Kun, I still don't believe it, it's really Lao Youxin."
"Judging from the surveillance, he is the most suspected." I rubbed my sore eyes and stared at the surveillance footage for several hours. It was really not an easy job.
Judging from the contents of the surveillance display, unlike another back door for everyone to enter and exit, this back door in a remote corner is very rare.
When you open it, General Tie holds the door most of the time, but in the early morning of the next day after the body was stolen, a person left the hospital through this door.
Ren Yonghai and I both recognized this person, the deceased.
Judging from the surveillance footage, someone opened the door to the backyard for it. Although the surveillance camera did not capture the face of the person who opened the door, through the partially enlarged footage, we could recognize at a glance that this person was wearing blue work clothes and his feet were
Wearing a pair of leather shoes.
It is Lao Youxin who is correct!
"Let's go directly to find him." Ren Yonghai pinched the cigarette butt fiercely.
When the two of us appeared in front of Lao Youxin again, he was coming out of the rest room of the duty room. When he saw Ren Yonghai and I leaving and returning, Lao Youxin was obviously stunned, and secretly hid his right hand behind his back.
He seemed to be holding something.
I gave Ren Yonghai a look, and he stepped forward suddenly, twisted his hand, pressed Lao Youxin on the table, and snatched away the thing he was trying to hide.
When I took it over and looked at it, I was stunned. It was actually a bottle of air freshener.
"What's there to hide in this thing?" I walked up to Lao Youxin, slapped my hand on the table, and yelled: "Lao Youxin, your incident has happened."
This slap shocked Lao Youxin, but his subsequent reaction was even more unexpected. He immediately collapsed. If Ren Yonghai hadn't caught him in time, he might have slipped off the table.
Go down.
"I knew that this matter couldn't be hidden, but...but, comrade police, I really don't want to." Lao Youxin said with a lot of tears and runny nose as she prepared the chair.
Lao Youxin's reaction completely confused me, "Where did this song come from?"
I straightened my face and continued to shout: "Lao Youxin, if we can come to you directly, it means that we have obtained tangible evidence. Don't stop acting for us. It's useless to tell you! You should be honest.
Explain why you stole the body and why you killed Wang Bo's family of three!"
"I...I don't know why I stole that body..." Lao Youxin suddenly stopped mid-sentence.
He suddenly raised his head, looked at me in shock, and stammered: "Police...comrade police, what did you say...what did you say? Wang Bo...Wang Bo's whole family
All...dead?"
Did Lao Youxin not know that the kid killed three members of Zhang and Chen's family? Did he really not know, or was he pretending? I stared into his eyes closely.
Lao Youxin's eyes were full of shock and confusion, and he soon couldn't stand my gaze anymore. He lowered his head timidly and murmured to himself: "How is it possible? How could Xiao Wang die? Even his parents."
.....how so."
I carefully observed Lao Youxin's facial expression, and after a while, I came to a helpless conclusion: Either this guy was acting, or he was really completely unaware.
A middle-aged man in his forties who has a junior high school education and has worked as a janitor for eleven years. If his acting skills are already good enough to rival an Oscar winner, then why is he still here to accompany the dead?
"I don't think Lao Youxin is lying." Ren Yonghai glanced at Lao Youxin and whispered in my ear.
I nodded without saying anything. I walked up to Lao Youxin and put the air freshener under his eyes: "Tell me, why are you sneaking around with this thing?"
"This, this..." Lao Youxin
Looking at the air cleaner in my hand, I hesitated for a while, then suddenly I hugged my head and cried, "I just don't want to be charged with stealing a corpse. I really don't know how Xiao Wang died. I didn't kill anyone!"
This Lao Youxin is indeed hiding something.
I signaled Ren Yonghai to go to the lounge to check the situation, and I moved a stool myself, sat in front of Lao Youxin, and said gently: "Lao Youxin, you should know our policy for handling the case. You will not wrongly accuse a good person, nor will you wrongly accuse a good person."
We will let a bad person go. Don't have any psychological burden. We will definitely not unjustly accuse you if you didn't do it. Tell us everything you know now, and we will definitely give you a fair verdict."
"I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything." Lao Youxin raised his head in fear.
"Then tell me how you stole the body and who gave it to you?" I pressed.
"This, this, I..." Lao Youxin stammered for a long time, hugged her head, and started crying again, "I really don't know anything."
I slammed the table and shouted angrily: "Lao Youxin, are you playing with us? I tell you, don't take any chances. If you don't explain it clearly now, you won't be able to wait until we take you back to the bureau."
Need to explain again!
Lao Youxin shuddered, obviously frightened by me. He raised his head and said with a sad face: "Comrade police, I definitely don't mean anything else. I really don't know."
He paused, raised his sleeves to wipe his tears and nose, and then continued: "Since about last month, I don't know why, I often can't remember things for a while. When I come back to my senses,
When I was there, I vaguely felt that I had done something, but I couldn’t recall the memory of that period.”
"Comrade police, I also know that this is hard to believe, but what I said is true." Lao Youxin looked at me sincerely and emphasized in a more serious tone.
Can you believe what Lao Youxin said? I rubbed my chin and looked back and forth on his face.
I have met Lao Youxin several times, but I haven't noticed anything weird about him. He is just an ordinary middle-aged man. Although his job is to accompany the dead, there is no trace of yin in him.
In fact, places like morgues are a little overcast, but that's mostly due to people's psychology. And the yin energy is something that can't come out of Feng Shui. If there is yin energy in any hospital's morgue,
How many hospitals are there in China? There are already zombies crawling all over the place.
"When did you lose your memory?" I asked.
"The first time was one afternoon half a month ago, when I had a day off." Lao Youxin answered honestly, "The second time was during the time when the body was stolen, and the third time was in the early morning of the next day, about
It's about three o'clock."
The last two times of amnesia happened at exactly the same time as the body was stolen. This can already prove that it was Lao Youxin who stole and delivered the body.
But what happened when he lost his memory for the first time? If what Lao Youxin said is true, does it mean that someone had tampered with him?
But why can't I see any trace of him being tampered with?
I frowned. A simple case of body theft actually involved an amnesia case and a murder case. What kind of person is hidden behind this?
Chapter completed!