"Officer, I am telling the truth. I picked up the rickshaw. It doesn't belong to our house," Chen Zhanliang said.
"You said you picked it up, so it is. How can you prove it?"
"I … I …"
Chen Zhanliang thought for a moment. "Yesterday, when I picked up the rickshaw, Sun Minjie from our village was nearby. He was the second person who saw it. I gave him a hundred yuan to shut his mouth."
"Where does Sun Minjie live?" Han Bin asked.
"At the east end of the village, opposite the gas station. There is an electric pole in front of the door," Chen Zhanliang said.
"I will go and ask." Zhao Ming said and walked out of the yard.
"Where did you pick up the rickshaw?" Han Bin asked.
Chen Zhanliang recalled, "From the east end of the village to the north, there is a two-meter-wide dirt road. My family's land is there, and this electric tricycle is right next to it. It was here when I went there, and it was still here after I finished my work."
"So, you stole the rickshaw back?"
"I didn't steal it. I picked it up." Chen Zhanliang raised his wrist and pointed to the front of the rickshaw. "The key was in the rickshaw. The rickshaw was not locked. I thought they didn't want it, so I drove it home."
"Da da da …"
The sound of footsteps could be heard as Ceng Ping walked in with the police officers.
"Oh, you are arrested."
"Captain Zeng." Everyone greeted.
"Leader, I am innocent. I did not participate in the kidnapping case," Chen Zhanliang shouted.
Zeng Ping called Han Bin aside. "What happened?"
Han Bin briefly described what happened.
"Do you think these two people are related to the case?"
"It is unlikely. I asked Zhao Ming to confirm it," Han Bin replied.
"Didn't he say that the rickshaw was picked up? Let him bring us to the crime scene to see if we can find any clues, "Zeng Ping suggested.
"Yes," Han Bin replied.
…
The group of people rushed to the east side of the village. On the way, Zhao Ming called to prove that the villager named Sun Minjie had indeed seen Chen Zhanliang pick up the car.
Moreover, both of them pointed to the same location, so their testimonies matched.
Under Chen Zhanliang's guidance, the group arrived at the small road in the east of the village.
"This is my house. The electric tricycle is not far from here. It's only 30 to 40 meters away."
"Everyone else, wait here. Han Bin, let's go take a look," Zeng Ping instructed.
"Yes."
The two of them followed the direction that Chen Zhanliang had pointed out. After a few steps, they saw the tracks left by the electric tricycle on the dirt road. Because it had been a while, the wheel marks were mostly destroyed.
The two of them followed the wheel prints, and after another thirty meters, the wheel prints disappeared completely.
At this time, the two of them were wearing shoe covers. Han Bin glanced around. There were many shoe prints, big and small, clearly covering at least four or five people.
Among them, there were two parallel marks that were the width of a finger, which attracted Han Bin's attention. "Captain Zeng, do these look like they were left by the suitcase?"
Zeng Ping observed for a while. "It's possible. On the flat part of the road, there were two parallel marks that were the width of a finger, and on the uneven part of the road, there were drag marks that were 60 centimeters wide."
The two of them followed the marks and entered a watermelon field. Unlike the dirt road, there were fewer disturbances here.
They could also see a row of footprints, which should have been left by the suspect when he was dragging the suitcase.
After following the marks for 40 to 50 meters, the footprints disappeared, and so did the wheel marks left by the suitcase. It seemed that everything had come to an end here.
The two of them stopped and observed their surroundings.
Han Bin pointed to a place not far ahead. "Captain Zeng, the soil over there seems to have been turned over."
"Sigh …"
Zeng Ping sighed. "I'll inform the forensics team and forensics team. Take the others and circle around from another place. Don't destroy the suspect's tracks."
"Understood." Han Bin nodded.
…
An hour later, Zheng Kaixuan personally led the team to the scene.
Under Zeng Ping's command, they dug out a black suitcase.
Zeng Ping briefly explained the situation and left the scene to the forensics team and forensics team.
The forensics team took pictures, collected evidence, and collected some nearby soil before opening the black suitcase. A stench wafted out. Inside the suitcase was a thin woman.
Her clothes were gone, and in order to fit into the suitcase, her body had been twisted at an impossible angle.
Zhao Ming leaned over and stared at the photo for a long time. "It's He Yan."
"How long has she been dead for?" Zheng Kaixuan asked.
Dr. Wu squatted down and examined carefully. He touched the body. "The body is stiff, maggots infested, and the abdomen has changed color. Roughly 40 hours."
"How did she die?"
Dr. Wu examined the victim's chin. "From the current injuries, she was strangled to death. We'll need to do an autopsy to confirm it."
"Was there any interstellar behavior before death?"
"There are no obvious signs of interstellar invasion. We'll need to go back and check if there was any," Dr. Wu said.
"I'll wait for your news," Zheng Kaixuan said and walked to the side. "Tian Li, inform the victim's family to identify the body."
"Yes."
…
An hour later.
Inside Team 2's office at Kojima Substation …
Li Hui gulped down a glass of water and plopped down on the chair. He sighed. "We've been busy for so long, but there's no hope."
"You can't blame us. The victim has been dead for 40 hours, and it's only been 20 hours since we received the call. This means that the victim was already dead before we called the police," Zhao Ming analyzed.
"That's true, but it's hard not to be disappointed," Tian Li said.
"She has a child. How sad will she be when she finds out about this?" Li Hui said.
"Alright, instead of sighing, why don't we think about how to catch the suspect?" Zheng Kaixuan walked into Team 2's office, walked to the water dispenser, and filled himself with a cup of tea.
"Captain Zheng, did the surveillance find any suspects last night?" Zeng Ping asked.
"No." Zheng Kaixuan shook his head. "After today, there's not much hope for surveillance."
"I just went to the forensic department and found white genetic material in the victim's body," Zeng Ping said.
"That's good," Zhao Ming said.
"That's enough evidence to convict the suspect," Li Hui said with a smile.
"Don't celebrate too early. We have to find the suspect first. If the suspect goes into hiding and doesn't show up for three to five years, will the case be solved?" Zheng Kaixuan scoffed.
"You're right, Captain Zheng. It's been a long time, and the suspect might have escaped." Zeng Ping looked worried.
"Are there any other clues?"
"Footprints and phone number," Han Bin said.
"Brother Bin, how's the research on the footprints?" Zheng Kaixuan asked.
"The suspect is male, in his early twenties, and about 175cm tall."
"Phone number?"
"Shenzhen City's police contacted me this morning. They'll go to Bubbles' headquarters today and ask the person in charge to contact me directly," Han Bin said.
"Hurry up. If the suspect escapes from Qingdao, we can only use the phone to locate him."
"Yes."
Half an hour later, Han Bin's phone rang. It was a call from an unknown number in Shenzhen City …
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