dhibooks Chapter 6 Pearl.
Chapter 6 Pearl.
"Both Yinlian and I have lost our wives, and Yinlian's children are working outside and don't come back often. I wanted to live with her as a partner. I went to the supermarket at noon to grab a few catties of beef and wanted to send them to her. It was okay on the phone. Alright, when I opened the door, I saw Yinlian sitting on a chair, she called out a few times but she didn’t respond, when she got closer, she was dead, so she immediately called the police.”
The deceased was the woman who found Wen Yu's body last night, named Xu Yinlian, an old man living alone.According to her old friend, when she came to the house, she saw that the door was open, so she opened the door and went in, only to find that she was dead.
Wang Zhipeng originally brought people to re-investigate, but went upstairs directly after receiving the notice, and rushed to the scene of the crime as soon as possible.Flashing lights flashed one after another in the small living room. On-site investigators were busy collecting fingerprints and footprints, and the forensic doctor frowned at the corpse.
Jiang Bei took the hand and foot gloves from the police officer, put them on, stepped over the inspection board and entered the house, and raised his chin at the forensic doctor: "How is it?"
"The deceased has lavender spots on his lower body. It is estimated that the time of death was 2 to 4 hours ago. His face is cyanotic, and there are three concave signs in the clavicle, sternum and intercostal bones. In addition..." the forensic doctor paused and said, " There were no obvious wounds on the body surface of the deceased, except for a blunt instrument wound on the back of the neck, and the crime tool was a hammer."
90. The old houses in the [-]s are basically transparent from the north to the south, and the draft blows out a layer of white sweat from everyone present.Two death cases of cervical vertebra fracture occurred within two days, which reminds people of the serial murder case half a year ago. This is the rhythm of the birth of another serial murderer.
Xu Yinlian's body hadn't been put into the body bag yet, and she sat quietly on the dining chair, and the flashlight took 360-degree shots of her.Her neck was leaning towards the door at an odd angle, her eyes were wide open, her hands were folded in her lap.
Jiang Bei lifted Xu Yinlian's head and found that she had put on makeup, which was extremely inconsistent with her age, white and rosy.
"So the deceased was killed after returning home from the city bureau. Does she usually have the habit of putting on makeup?"
The old friend who called the police shook his head: "No, Yinlian said that it is not easy for children to make money, so I won't do that."
"That's what was applied later," Jiang Bei dipped a cotton swab into the lipstick on Xu Yinlian's lips, the color was darker than the one his mother used.Jiang Bei couldn't recognize it, so he raised his hand to say hello, "Old Wang, come here and see what color it is."
Wang Zhipeng glared at him: "What do you think I am? I pick up fingerprints and footprints every day and now I have to give you a lipstick number, don't you? If you knew this, why didn't you hire a policewoman?"
Jiang Bei looked around and found that they were all rough old men, making Jiangnan outside the door extraordinarily handsome: "Come here and help me take a look."
For a moment, everyone looked at the door in unison, and saw that the VVVIP suspect from the Municipal Bureau put on gloves on his hands and feet very neatly, pulled up the cordon and got into the house.
Lin An, who was investigating the bedroom, ran out when he heard the sound, and asked loudly, "Why is he here?"
Jiang Bei touched his nose: "I picked it up on the road."
"It doesn't make sense. For me, it's 'Come and take a look', but for Jiangnan it's 'Come and help me take a look'." Wang Zhipeng deliberately bit the word "Help me" hard, gritted his teeth, and turned his head. Dive into the survey again.
Jiang Nan took the cotton swab in Jiang Bei's hand, looked at it up to the light for a while, and said, "It's the color girls like."
"Girls?"
"Well, it should be Rotten Tomatoes or Maple Leaf Red or something. The girls in our class sometimes get together to discuss which color is best for autumn, and I listen to it. Although I suggested that they should paint pink, no one listened to me "Jiangnan returned the cotton swab to Jiang Bei, and looked sideways at Xu Yinlian, "Old people like to use bright red, such as Aunt Jiang, but this aunt's makeup is very young, with her pearl earrings, The whole person is beautiful."
Not long after Xu Yinlian died, her complexion wasn't ugly, and with the makeup on, if it wasn't for the cloudy eye mask, she wouldn't be able to tell that she was dead at all.
"This aunt said before that the earring fell off, she dared to blackmail me," Lin An said while bowing to the deceased, the picture looked a little funny, "So people still have to have a little bit of morality, or maybe someday disaster will come. .According to what Jiangnan said, the lipstick is the color that the little girl likes, and the makeup is well painted. Could the murderer be a young woman?"
"It's not like that," Wang Zhipeng pointed to the kitchen, "there were overturned kelp stewed pork ribs and scratch marks in the kitchen. The murderer did it there, and then moved the body to the dining room. But the distance from the kitchen to the dining room is not The obvious dragging marks are most likely carried or carried. This aunt said at least 110 catties, and ordinary women can't carry it, unless it is King Kong Barbie."
The forensic doctor was about to bag the body and take it away, but Jiang Bei stopped him. He observed Xu Yinlian's current posture for a moment, and his eyes fell on the pearl earring.
He said to Jiangnan: "You said before that people who have seen the authentic work of "Girl in the Rain" will die. If Wen Yu counts as the 'authentic work' created by the murderer, then Xu Yinlian is the one who has seen the 'authentic work', so the murderer made Xu Yinlian After making "Girl with a Pearl Earring", in order to better fit the image of a girl, you even specially put on makeup for Xu Yinlian?"
Jiang Nan was anxious to clear up the suspicion: "I just said casually that this aunt's death has nothing to do with me."
Those present were at a loss when they heard these words, but everyone in "Girl with a Pearl Earring" knew that Lin An searched for pictures on his mobile phone and compared them, and exclaimed in surprise, "It's a bit similar! The pose and angle, and the ginger A yellow coat, but what does this have to do with Wen Yu?"
"No," Jiang Bei was talking to someone, "The man who followed Wen Yu last night was a man. Can a man wear makeup?"
Jiang Jiang asked instead: "Don't you think that makeup and painting have the same effect? The murderer likes to imitate famous paintings, which shows that he has researched in this area."
"But can he choose the lipstick number that little girls like at once? Obviously pink is more suitable for girls. It is possible that the lipstick is not bought by him, but ready-made," Jiang Zhinan said, and then asked Wang Zhipeng, "Old Wang , is there any lipstick in Wen Yu's schoolbag?"
"Ah? I didn't find it," Wang Zhipeng seemed to accept the title of Lao Wang, and sighed, "There are only a few hundred cash in the schoolbag, a mobile phone student ID card and some drawing tools."
"Does Wen Yu put on makeup?" Jiang Bei's eyes fell on Jiang Nan's lips. I don't know if it's because of the fire or the white skin. Jiang Nan's lip color always presents a plump rose color, which looks soft and...
Jiang Bei looked away lightly.
"Makeup? As long as they don't put two balls of plateau red on their faces, I think they are naturally beautiful," Jiang Nan bumped into Jiang Bei's shoulder, "Besides, I keep staring at girls' faces, won't you be happy? "
"..." Jiang Bei helped him on his back and pushed him out, "Okay, thank you for your help, if you still remember anything, you must contact the police, you can go to class now."
Jiang Nan half-pushed and walked away, whispering: "So you won't go home tonight? It's pitiful to stay alone in an empty room. Do you need me to bring you a change of clothes and a loving dinner?"
"Take care of yourself," Jiang Bei pushed the man out of the cordon, then turned his head and said to the people in the house, "Check and check the surrounding surveillance. Old Wang, is there any trace of fighting or rummaging in the house, and is there any property lost? "
Wang Zhipeng beat his old waist and stood up: "Except for the traces of fighting in the kitchen, nothing else was found. The cash, gold, silver and jewelry at home are still there, and even the door lock is good. From the current point of view, it seems that acquaintances broke into the house to commit crimes." more likely."
Jiang Bei walked to the kitchen, and the big tan soup splashed all over the floor, covered with milky white lard, and the broken porcelain bowl lay beside the refrigerator.He raised his hand to look at his watch and said, "It's 7 o'clock in the evening. Assuming that Xu Yinlian died 4 hours ago, it would be around 3 o'clock in the afternoon. Will she eat at 3 o'clock?"
"I will!" Lin An raised his hand to convey the spirit of being a cook, and after being glared at by Jiang Bei, he put down his hand angrily, "That's because I'm busy and don't have time to eat, so it's not necessarily my aunt. If you don't eat on time at our house, you will be punished." Yes, the older generation pays attention to this aspect."
"Well," Jiang Bei squatted down, dipped his hands in the semi-solidified soup, and looked up at the unclear night sky outside the window, where a few stars were scattered, "No one would put food outside in this weather, pig The oil was obviously solidified in the refrigerator. Xu Yinlian took out the food in the refrigerator at a non-meal time, and was subsequently killed. It is possible that she did not eat it herself, but wanted to share the food with the murderer. This can explain why the door lock It's not bad, because Xu Yinlian personally opened the door for the murderer and invited him in to get food. Lin An, go to the community and ask who Xu Yinlian usually contacts with."
Lin An was still thinking that that nonsense aunt would be so kind as to share the delicious seaweed stewed ribs with others?Immediately after hearing Jiang Bei say, "Do you still want me to sign your report", he regained consciousness and ran away.
Not long after Lin An left, the domestic mobile phone issued by the Municipal Bureau in Jiang Bei's pocket rang loudly. He put his hand into his pocket, and suddenly paused—the car keys disappeared.
The phone was still clamoring for the owner to be lucky. Jiang Bei saw that it was a call from the office, and swiped to answer it. The other hand was still looking for the car keys.He doesn't have the habit of throwing things around. Jiang Nan must have touched them while he was not paying attention. Jiang Nan is a "recidivist" and always likes to take things from his pocket.
"Team Jiang," said the other end of the phone, "the death case of cervical vertebra fracture you were looking for has been found. Six years ago, there was a case in Soubun Middle School. An art teacher accidentally killed a mannequin. The autopsy report stated that Said that the cause of death was respiratory arrest caused by cervical vertebrae fracture and oppression of the medulla oblongata. This teacher was finally sentenced to 5 years and 7 months for the crime of negligent death, and he was released just a few months ago. But one thing is strange, he did not Admitting to murder by mistake, a classmate came forward to identify him, this classmate is called..."
Maybe because he saw something extraordinary, the other end of the phone made a heavy "hiss" before saying, "It's called Cheng Ye, that's the Cheng Ye you thought of."
Jiang Bei froze in place immediately.
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Jiang Nan threw the stolen car keys up and down. He squeezed enough of the subway bus. He thought that if he took the side road, he would not be checked by the traffic police.
There are not many street lights in the old community that are good. Jiang Nan walks on bright roads to avoid stepping on dog poop, but he might as well be hit by someone.
The stooped old man rushed forward and grabbed the corner of Jiangnan's clothes. His face was covered with snot and tears, and he choked up, "Have you seen my Xiaoyu? Have you seen it? Xiaoyu!"
Jiang Nan frowned, and as soon as he pulled back the corner of his clothes, the old man caught up with him again: "Did you see our Xiaoyu? She's gone, she's gone, she didn't come home last night, did you take it away, yes no?!"
The old man seemed to be insane, and shook Jiangnan violently.
"Dad!" At this time, a middle-aged man hurried over, pulled the old man aside, bowed his head and apologized to Jiangnan, "I'm sorry, my dad is sick and can't recognize him, I'm really sorry."
"But he remembers Wen Yu." Jiang Nan saw clearly that the man was Wen Yu's brother, whom he had met when he signed up, and put on a smiling face in the blink of an eye.
Wen Hongliang obviously didn't come out of the grief, his eyes were swollen and he couldn't open them, he looked at Jiangnan vainly, and continued to apologize: "I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, my father has dementia, Xiaoyu didn't come back last night, old man Arguing to go out and look for it, that's why... I don't even know how to tell my dad."
Wen Hongliang grabbed his father who was about to run away at any time with one hand, and wiped his face with the other.
"It's okay," Jiang Nan said, "Has Wen Yu gone home? She still has some things in the studio, and I'll bring them to you someday."
"Don't bother," my father wanted to run, but Wen Hongliang put his arms around him, "I'll get it when I have time, I'm sorry about tonight, I'll take my dad home first, Mr. Jiang, please be careful on the road."
Jiang Nan watched the father and son enter the unit building, raised his eyebrows jokingly, and did not turn to leave until the two figures walked into the corner of the stairs.
Jiang Bei's car was parked outside the community, surrounded by a cordon. When the residents heard that someone had died, they all walked around to the back door, not wanting to get in trouble.When Jiangnan left the community, there were only a few scattered people on the road, so the black figure hiding behind the big tree was particularly conspicuous. Although he ran in time, he still fell into Jiangnan's peripheral vision.
Jiang Nan didn't care, sat in the driver's seat and started the engine, and followed the previous plan to take a small road, all the way was unimpeded, except that a taxi fell far behind.