Han Bin searched the house. The doors and windows were closed and there were no signs of damage.
No fingerprints were found in the house.
Yes, there were no fingerprints of the deceased.
The suspect must have cleaned up the scene when he left.
Half an hour later, the forensic doctor completed the preliminary autopsy.
Deceased, Liu Lingzui
Age, 28
Cause of death, mechanical asphyxiation
Time of death, June 4th, between 8 and 11 pm
Physical symptoms, sexual activity before death.
After clarifying the situation, Ding Xifeng gathered everyone.
Ding Xifeng took two puffs of his cigarette and extinguished the remaining butt. "Everyone should understand the situation at the scene. You can share your thoughts."
Chen Lin had the highest position besides Ding Xifeng. He said, "From the autopsy results, the deceased was probably strangled to death and had sexual activity before death. The place of death was in the bathtub, which is similar to Zhu Weichao's modus operandi. "
"And the suspect should have cleaned up the scene when he left, which means he had plenty of time to commit the crime and was very calm. He's probably a repeat offender."
Ding Xifeng nodded and looked at Han Bin. "What do you think?"
"My thoughts are mostly the same as Captain Chen's. However, the deceased only had sexual activity before death and there were no obvious injuries, which means the deceased may have been voluntary."
Ding Xifeng frowned. From the situation at the scene, it was very likely that Zhu Weichao had committed the crime. However, there were no fingerprints or the murderer's DNA at the scene. There was nothing to confirm his identity.
Also, as Han Bin said, there was a big difference between voluntary and involuntary. From his experience, if it was involuntary, there would be organic damage in most cases.
If it was voluntary, it meant that the murderer and the deceased knew each other.
Ding Xifeng wasn't sure if Zhu Weichao knew the deceased, but Zhu Weichao had been locked up for two years and was a fugitive.
To put it bluntly, even if the deceased was his wife, given his criminal record, she might not dare to have an intimate relationship with him.
Ding Xifeng found it difficult to make a judgment. He needed more clues and evidence.
When the leader called, he would never want to hear an ambiguous answer.
Then, Ding Xifeng began to assign tasks.
"Captain Chen, take some people to visit the surrounding people and see if anyone saw any suspicious people during the time of the crime."
"One more thing, send someone to give the landlord a detailed statement."
"Han Bin, send someone to check the surveillance and see if anyone suspicious has entered or left this building."
"Check the communication records of the deceased."
"Also, give the victim's mother a statement."
"Yes."
After that, everyone started to split up.
…
After Ding Xifeng finished assigning the tasks, Han Bin divided the tasks in detail.
Wang Xiao and Jiang Yang were sent to check the surveillance. Lin Qin contacted the technical department to check the victim's communication records. Bao Xing was responsible for contacting the victim's mother. Han Bin stayed by Ding Xifeng's side.
After assigning the tasks, Han Bin called Ma Jingbo and explained the situation.
Ding Xifeng was not idle either. He was basically on the phone all the time. It was either him reporting the situation or someone reporting the situation to him. His phone never stopped.
Twenty minutes later, there was a commotion outside, and a woman in her fifties barged in. She was of medium height, somewhat thin, and had short hair. She was carrying a black bag in her hand, and her face was filled with anxiety.
"Where is my daughter?"
"Where is my daughter? I want to see her!"
Bao Xing walked over and asked, "Are you Zhang Suyun?"
"That's me. You must be Officer Bao." The short-haired woman grabbed Bao Xing. "Where is my daughter? I want to see her with my own eyes …"
Bao Xing turned to look at Han Bin. "Team Leader, she is the victim's mother. She is here to identify the body."
Han Bin looked in the direction of the toilet. Liu Lingzui had already been placed in the body bag. "Go."
Han Bin, Ding Xifeng, and the others walked outside.
After a while, there was a burst of crying in the house.
Everyone was used to this kind of situation.
After twenty minutes, the crying gradually stopped. Han Bin then entered the house.
Zhang Suyun sat on the sofa, covering her face and wiping her tears.
Bao Xing handed her a pack of tissues. "Madam Zhang, my condolences."
Zhang Suyun did not reply. She was still sobbing with her head down.
"If it's convenient, we would like to ask some questions about Liu Lingzui. It will help the police solve the case as soon as possible," Bao Xing said.
Bao Xing was obviously not as good at comforting people as Zhang Suyun was. However, his words were effective. Zhang Suyun slowly raised her head. "Ask away."
Bao Xing turned on the law enforcement recorder to record while Han Bin was in charge of the interrogation.
"Madam Zhang, how did you find out that Liu Lingzui was killed?"
"I don't know." Zhang Suyun shook her head and wiped her face with her hand. "This morning, Lingling's company called me and asked why Lingling was not at work. I didn't know the situation, so I called Lingling, but I couldn't get in touch with her.
"I live alone and I had a heart attack in the past. Lingling knows that I am not in good health, so she never turns off her phone. She is very filial. She even said that when she gets married, she will bring me to live with her and ask me to look after her child …
"At that time, I felt that something might have happened to Lingling. However, I live quite far away, so I quickly called the police to check. I didn't expect that … "
"Police comrade, have you caught the murderer? Who killed my Lingling? "
Han Bin answered, "When we rushed to the scene, there was no one in the house. We are now collecting clues and will do our best to track down the murderer. If you know anything, you can tell us. "
Zhang Suyun sighed. "It was too sudden. I never thought that something like this would happen to Lingling."
Han Bin continued to ask, "Madam Zhang, do you know Zhu Weichao?"
"I don't know. Why?"
"He is a wanted criminal. His method of committing crimes is similar to your daughter's, so we want to know if they had any interactions before."
Zhang Suyun asked, "What did you say about Zhu?"
"Zhu Weichao. He was in prison. Even if your daughter knew him, it should have been two years ago," Han Bin said.
Zhang Suyun thought for a moment and shook her head. "I don't remember. I never heard her mention it."
"How many keys does Liu Lingzui have?"
"I'm not sure."
"Do you have the keys?"
"No."
"Has your daughter been acting strangely recently?"
Zhang Suyun recalled. "Yes. She was beaten up a month ago and her face was swollen for a few days. It made my heart ache."
"Who hit her?"
"She didn't want to say at first. But after I asked her for a long time, she told me that it was a colleague with the surname Feng. He had an argument with her because of a client and the two of them fought."
Han Bin jotted down the details. "What's the name?"
"I asked her, but she didn't want to say. I wanted to go to her company to ask for an explanation, but she stopped me from going. She was afraid that it would affect her work. "Zhang Suyun sighed helplessly.
"Officer, could my daughter's death be related to this matter?"
"It's hard to say now. We need to investigate further."
"If I had known, I would have gone to her company. Maybe today's incident wouldn't have happened." Zhang Suyun regretted.
"Don't blame yourself. It's been a month, so it might not be related to what happened before." Bao Xing comforted her.
Han Bin flipped through the notebook and asked, "Madam Zhang, does Liu Lingzui have a boyfriend?"
"Yes."
"What's her boyfriend's name?"
"Let me think … … I think his name is Lin Jianrong. Yes, Lin Jianrong. I had met him last year. They had been together for three years and had a good relationship. From what my daughter said, she has the intention to marry him."
"Do you have his contact details?"
"I don't have any."
Han Bin made an important note in the notebook. There was not a single picture of the man in the room, nor was there a man's slippers, toothbrush, or gifts. If they were really talking about marriage, it was impossible that there were no traces at all.
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