Chapter 2414 2415 Extremely Distorted
Chapter 2414: Chapter 2415: Extremely Distorted! Chapter 2414: Chapter 2415: Extremely Distorted! The sudden news brought a frozen stillness to the office atmosphere.
The expression on everyone’s face was not good.
Without a doubt, this was an even greater provocation to them.
Instinctively, they all believed that this case might be related to Wang Jiasu’s case!
These four murders were very likely committed by the same killer!
Because Song Lin was burned to death!
Completely consistent with the characteristics of the Five Elements killing method!
Killing as a form of challenge!
Playing the police like pawns in the palm of their hand!
“Let’s go take a look first.”
Zhu Junchi called out, and the others sprang into action, hurriedly getting into their cars and heading to Jingquan Branch.
Forty minutes later, several people arrived at Jingquan Branch.
They had just parked the car when they heard bursts of wailing.
One after another, they got out of the car and saw a middle-aged man and a young girl at the entrance of the branch office.
The girl’s face was bathed in tears, and she almost fainted several times.
Without the consolation of the middle-aged man and the police, the consequences would have been dire.
“I looked up Song Lin; that man is her husband, named He Mansheng. Beside him is their daughter, He Yingyu. She also has a father, who probably doesn’t know about this yet,” said Zhu Junchi.
“Ah…”
Zhang Hui sighed. Although they had seen such scenes many times before and felt sad, they had grown accustomed to it.
“Let’s go, let’s go inside first and take care of business.”
The group entered the branch and met the head of their team, Zhao Yajun.
After a brief self-introduction, they got down to business.
“Brother Zhao, how’s the body examination going?” Zhu Junchi asked.
“Just had a meeting with colleagues from the forensic department, and after a detailed analysis, it seems that Song Lin may not have died from the fire.”
“Not died from the fire? Is there some other trickery?”
“She was indeed burned to death, but not by the fire,” Zhao Yajun said:
“The killer is likely a cruel psychopath, or holds great resentment. First, he burned Song Lin to death, then created the illusion of a fire, so…”
Zhao Yajun paused, his gaze deeply somber:
“She was alive when she was… damn it, the killer is truly a vile being!”
Lin Yi also felt a chill of horror.
The heinous scale of this matter was beyond their imagination!
It also surpassed the other three cases!
“Can we take a look at the body?” Zhu Junchi asked.
“No problem,” said Zhao Yajun:
“But this female colleague should stay behind, be careful not to lose sleep at night.”
Zhu Junchi nodded, “Little Zhang, you wait outside for a bit.”
“Mhm.”
Zhang Zixin didn’t refuse. She wasn’t faint-hearted, and seeing a body wasn’t scary to her, but a body to this extent was a bit much to take in.
Under the lead of Zhao Yajun, the group arrived at the morgue and saw Song Lin’s body.
Seasoned veterans like Zhang Hui and Zhu Junchi, besides Lin Yi, all felt discomfort.
“The body is pretty much like this, no need to look more,” said Zhao Yajun.
“Are there any signs of violation on her body before her death?” Lin Yi asked.
Zhao Yajun shook his head and said:
“No, although the killer is a psychopath, they didn’t do anything to her. The photos from the scene are still in my office. You can go and take a look.”
“Okay.”
Back in Zhao Yajun’s office, he found dozens of crime scene photos in the files, distributed them among the few people present, and everyone looked at them carefully, one by one.
“The fire at the scene was not as bad as we imagined,” Zhang Hui remarked.
“We noticed that too. A fire of this intensity couldn’t possibly burn someone to this extent, so we grew suspicious of the case. Only after repeated investigations by the forensics department did we come to this conclusion.”
“Old Zhang, take a look at this.”
Zhu Junchi picked up a photo, which showed a bedroom in the house that wasn’t severely damaged.
“What is it?”
“There’s a string of prayer beads and a Buddha Pendant on the dressing table.”
“Believes in Buddhism!” Lin Yi exclaimed!
“This is easy to confirm, we can just ask her family later to know for sure.”
“Brother Hui! Got a new find!” Zhang Zixin said, holding a piece of information.
“Song Lin’s hometown is also from Jindou Village!”
“Let me see.”
Zhang Hui took the information and looked it over, as did the others, and the suspicions in their hearts settled at this moment.
“What’s up? Is there a problem with Jindou Village?” Zhao Yajun asked.
“In our jurisdiction at the Xinshan branch office, there have been two homicides, and the victims were all from Doujin Village. Then in the jurisdiction of Baoshan Branch, there was another case, with the victim also from Jindou Village. Now, with Song Lin as well, this is no coincidence.”
Zhao Yajun’s expression froze.
“Turns out it’s a serial murder case! Based on past case experience, the problem might lie in Jindou Village!”
“We think so too, but before that, we need to learn about the situation from her family.”
“Since it’s related to your cases, you’ll take over from here. If you need any help from us, just give us a call.”
“Alright.”
After exchanging a few more courtesies, the group left.
“Dapeng, Xin Xin, the two of you go to the deceased’s home, check the surveillance footage from then, and bring back a copy.”
“Got it, Brother Hui,” Zhang Peng said.
“Old Zhu, you’ll need to investigate Song Lin’s social connections. Check if she had any contact with Fang Daye, Ma Haiqiang besides Wang Jiasu, or any other people from Jindou Village.”
“Okay, I’m on it.”
After assigning tasks, Zhang Hui met with He Mansheng to brief him on the situation, and then brought him and his daughter to the Xinshan branch office.
“Officer, my wife had a quarrel with a food delivery guy before, it must be that person bearing a grudge, sneaked into my house, and did such an unconscionable thing,” He Mansheng said with grief and indignation.
“The situation is not as simple as you think,” Zhang Hui said:
“Did your wife exhibit any unusual behavior in the time leading up to her death?”
“Unusual behavior?”
“Has she been in contact with any strangers? Or exhibited any abnormal behaviors?”
“No, nothing like that. She went to work normally every day; nothing was different.”
“How many years have you been married?” Zhang Hui continued to ask.
“Almost 25 years.”
“According to the records, your wife’s hometown is Jindou Village in Jinling. In all these years of marriage, has she ever gone back to visit her relatives?”
“I don’t recall her doing so,” He Mansheng said:
“Not long after we got married, we brought over my father-in-law, so there weren’t many relatives left back home. There was no point in going back.”
“Didn’t she go back to pick up your father-in-law? Yet you said she never went back?” Zhang Hui questioned seriously.
“No, no, no, I was the one who went back, but my wife didn’t go.”
“She, as a daughter, didn’t go to pick him up?”
Such a statement surprised both Lin Yi and Zhang Hui.