Chapter 462 Throwing a Stone to Test the Water

Cases in religious places are always complicated.

If the religious person is obsessed with profit, it's fine. The normal investigation process will have a chance to find out. But if you encounter someone who doesn't follow the usual path, especially a particularly religious person, the traditional case-solving model will immediately encounter obstacles.

Liu Jinghui observed Abbot Cheng and tried to analyze his personality and work style.

Those who engage in reasoning will inevitably involve portrait analysis or FBI-style profiling. In simple terms, the American police can't find clues to solve the case, so they can only use profiling, or in other words, they can only use reasoning to solve the case.

Liu Jinghui felt that he had mastered some advanced skills. In fact, his current case-solving rate is very good, otherwise he would not have made a name for himself in the province.

Moreover, the cases he solved were mainly difficult cases. Usually, the county or municipal bureau would contact Liu Jinghui only when they found the case difficult. Often by this time, the golden 24 hours had passed, and some rose gold 72 hours had passed.

If not compared with Jiang Yuan's extraordinary ability to solve backlog cases, Liu Jinghui's ability to solve (pseudo) backlog cases is also worthy of praise.

In fact, even if it is a real backlog case, Liu Jinghui has done some. In recent years, all provinces have been promoting the investigation of backlog cases. As a senior police chief, although there is no requirement to solve a certain number of backlog cases, everyone is still willing to go for it.

Always thinking, occasionally solving cases, and often writing reports are probably the norm for criminal police.

In Liu Jinghui's opinion, the case of Qu'an's corpse in the wilderness may not be so difficult.

Twenty years ago, when the rural population was large and social security was poor, it was sometimes difficult to investigate, especially in this rainy season. Even if the murderer didn't know anything, God would wash the scene into a cleaned appearance.

But in the current environment, the difficulty of cases in the wilderness has been greatly reduced.

First of all, there are few people. If the number of people in a certain time period and a certain place can be basically fixed, then even if the most stupid elimination method is used, a lot of things can be found.

The simplest way is to use mobile phone positioning. There are few base stations in the wilderness. Ask the technical detectives to go over and scan and see who has appeared in the vicinity at what time period.

Liu Jinghui was wandering in the temple, thinking and observing.

Captain Han, who came with him, did not wear a police rank, but also wore a cotton jacket. He came over with his hands in his pockets, smiled and said, "Do you have any ideas?"

"Not yet, do you have any clues?" Liu Jinghui asked back.

Captain Han laughed and shook his head: "What clues can there be? If there were, the case would have been solved long ago."

"You have investigated all the lay Buddhists in this small temple, right?"

"We took a lot of interrogation notes, and we also investigated the lay Buddhists who didn't come. There are too few clues, and we can't even figure out who died." Captain Han spread his hands and said: "Some lay Buddhists only use the Dharma names they gave themselves after coming here, and they don't even say their names properly, so it's impossible to check."

"And they come and go, right?" Liu Jinghui spoke for Captain Han.

Captain Han nodded heavily: "Determining the source of the corpse is the top priority now."

Liu Jinghui glanced at him: "Do you think our trip will be in vain again?"

It was Liu Jinghui who suggested coming to the crime scene. If he wanted to make inferences, he had to collect as much information as possible.

Captain Han laughed twice: "To be honest, it's useless to come here. It's been such a long time. You see, other temples have started to operate normally. If I hadn't wanted to eat Sister Li's Roujiamo, I wouldn't have come here."

"Roujiamo is really delicious." Liu Jinghui sighed: "Let's go and meet some lay Buddhists."

"I'll call two people to take statements." In Captain Han's view, lay Buddhists are all criminal suspects, and naturally they have to take statements when questioning.

After walking a few steps, the two met a female lay Buddhist in her fifties or sixties.

She wore a coarse cloth robe and her hair was poked up with a wooden hairpin, but because she didn't look good, she looked a bit like an old Hong Kong movie with low quality.

"This... lady, let me ask you a few questions." Liu Jinghui stopped the person.

"Can I not say anything?" Seeing that Liu Jinghui looked good, she spoke a little coquettishly.

"No." Liu Jinghui frowned.

"Can I keep silent?" Her tone became teasing.

Captain Han explained, "If you don't speak, we will suspect you are a party to the case, and we will take you back to question you."

"No fun." She curled her lips and said, "Ask..."

Captain Han and Liu Jinghui looked at each other and felt that the lay Buddhists were difficult to deal with.

That was exactly the case.

The lay Buddhists who practiced in the small temple all looked gentle on the surface, spoke very positively, but were actually extremely difficult to deal with. It felt like they were offering free movies on the surface, but actually wanted to collect membership fees, continuous charges, advertising fees, and on-demand charges.

They were typical of those who wanted both.

Liu Jinghui walked around and returned to the room, and said, "I think there are two types of lay Buddhists here. One type is long-term residents. There are currently three people, all women, over 50 years old. They are relatively devout believers. They come to the mountain half of the year to volunteer and practice."

"The second category is the lay Buddhists who come to the mountain for a short period of time. Those who come more often will have the title of lay Buddhists, and those who come less often may only come a few days a year. The problem lies in the second category."

"The first category is quantifiable. If someone is missing, we can compare the results. The second category is more troublesome. There is no list, and there is no way to compare."

Captain Han sighed: "That is to say, I don't know what these people are doing here. It's such a small temple, and I haven't heard of any miracles."

"You can't say that..." Liu Jinghui said halfway, but didn't continue, and said: "I'll think about it carefully."

Captain Han glared: "I tell you, if you say half and half like this, you will be unlucky in a detective movie. At night, the first person to die is someone like you."

"It's not that mysterious. I'll think it over first." Liu Jinghui waved his hand and said, "I see there are still empty rooms in the temple. Let's stay there for one night and see."

"Is it necessary?" Captain Han said, but still followed to find the abbot.

He still had some trust in Liu Jinghui, at least enough to sleep with him for one night.

Jiang Yuan did not object.

He was willing to come to the scene because he was a little bored with the eucalyptus work recently. Especially for a skill like cranial repair, the interesting parts are interesting, and the boring parts are really boring. It is also good to bring a notebook out and take a break after working for a while.

The scenery of the small temple is pretty good. Although it is not as good as the level of Si Ning Mountain, it is also green mountains and clear waters. From a distance, you can see the overlapping peaks and the deep gullies and tender meat. There are kind men and women who donated pavilions to sit in it, make a pot of tea, and look at the scenery while looking at the laptop screen. It is also relaxing.

As for Liu Jinghui and others who were busy taking notes, Jiang Yuan was not optimistic. If this was a traditional detective drama, all the suspects were gathered together, and then the contradictions were found through questioning, then it would be fine.

But the problem is that it is impossible to gather all the suspects together in the current environment of the small temple.

The reason why traditional detective dramas adopt this model is that the British police in the 19th century had too few means to solve cases. In an era without fingerprints and DNA, the most ironclad evidence is the murderer's self-incrimination, that is, confession is king.

In modern times, the value of confessions has long collapsed. The coolest criminal investigation model is zero confession, and if the murderer wants to deal with traditional detectives, he can beat 99% of them with just one trick "can't remember".

Including Liu Jinghui.

Especially when facing a group of young elderly people with an average age of 60, the answers are reversed, the language is constantly corrected, and there is an endless amount of nonsense...

Liu Jinghui suddenly realized that the biggest difference between the lay Buddhists in this small temple and the ordinary people down the mountain. That is, they are really boring...

These old ladies can write dozens of pages of interrogation records for one person. The most amazing thing is that when the criminal police ask them "whether they have any supplements", they always have supplements...

"I'm so tired." At 9 o'clock in the evening, it was still early in the city, and Liu Jinghui's head was about to explode.

He lay down on the bunk bed in the four-person room, a standard room provided by the small temple, and his whole body was like a cooked shrimp.

"Are you that tired?" Captain Han felt that it was okay, but the smell of feet in the room was gradually getting stronger.

Liu Jinghui said "yes" in a deep voice, and didn't want to explain. He turned over and asked: "Jiang Yuan, how are you doing?"

"As for the skull repair, the progress is okay. I drank two pots of tea in the afternoon and couldn't sleep a little." Jiang Yuan said.

"If I had known earlier, I should have called Meng Chengbiao over." Liu Jinghui muttered: "The interrogation record he made is still very good."

"I can help too." Mu Zhiyang spoke in a low voice. He followed Jiang Yuan around today and did nothing. He was bored to death. Although the green mountains and clear waters are beautiful, it is really boring to look at them for a long time.

Liu Jinghui laughed and was about to speak when he heard Captain Han shouting:

"Who?"

Bang!

Dongdong...

A stone wrapped in a note broke the window and rolled to the ground.

The window was smashed, making a "bang" sound, but the sound of the stone falling to the ground was particularly dull.

The four people who were talking and laughing just now were stunned for a moment.

Then, Mu Zhiyang jumped down from the bunk bed with a "woosh", pulled the door open, and rushed out by inertia, drifting out, and then around to the green belt in front of the window, and there was no one in sight.

"Protect the scene, protect the footprints, and no one else is allowed to come!" Liu Jinghui's mind immediately thought of Jiang Yuan's ability to identify footprints.

For a moment, Liu Jinghui even had an idea: Don't solve this ghost case like this!

The other four police officers living in the next room also went out to check.

Captain Han laughed and said to ease the atmosphere: "Fortunately, it wasn't a grenade that was thrown in."

While talking nonsense, Captain Han immediately took out his mobile phone and took a few photos. Then he called the landline of the criminal police team and began to arrange for people to come up the mountain. The most important thing is to ask the trace investigators to bring equipment.

They only brought the most basic investigation box this time, which was definitely not enough for the key evidence in front of them.

Liu Jinghui couldn't laugh. He sat up nervously, took out his mobile phone, took a few photos of the stones on the ground, and asked Jiang Yuan: "Come and take a look?"

"Okay." Jiang Yuan also slept on the upper bunk. He jumped down from the other side, took out the gloves and put them on, and then took out the tweezers, and said: "Turn on the camera and the law enforcement recorder."

This is likely to be the key evidence, and it is the key evidence that can lead to the murderer's death. Naturally, the law must be strictly enforced.

The stone is about the size of a Chaoshan beef ball. The white paper on the outer circle is wrinkled. Jiang Yuan spread something on the table and then opened it. He saw five words on the white paper:

"Murderer Zhang Fen"

The five words are divided into three parts, "Murderer", "Zhang", and "Fen" seem to be cut out from magazines respectively. The handwriting is not big and the cutting is very regular.

"This is the name of the female lay Buddhist, the 55-year-old one." Liu Jinghui frowned: Can she kill?