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Chapter 841

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"Do you know what the relationship between the deceased and this family is?"

Wang Qimei shook her head. "I don't know. I'm just a cleaner. I don't usually talk to the residents of this building."

"Have you seen any suspicious people in the past two days?"

"No."

"Has anything like this happened in your community before?"

"No, I've never heard of it. If there is such a scary thing, we have to be careful. Don't you think so?"

Han Bin continued to ask, "I heard from Director Zhang that when they arrived at the scene, the security guards were also there. Did you inform the security guards?"

"Yes, when something like this happened, the first thing I thought of was to call the police. Then, I called the property management company. It didn't take long for Manager Qin of the property management company to come over with the security guards … Police comrade, there shouldn't be any problem with me doing this, right?"

"No problem." Han Bin responded and handed her a business card. "Auntie Wang, thank you for your assistance. This is my business card. If you think of any new clues, you can contact me."

"Oh, okay."

Han Bin found Ding Xifeng and briefly reported the contents of the statement.

After Ding Xifeng listened, he asked, "Since the reporter is the cleaner of this building, she should have seen the deceased often. Does she know the identity of the deceased?"

Han Bin replied, "Although the reporter has seen the deceased, they haven't spoken to each other, and she doesn't know the identity of the other party. She only knows that she does live in this building."

"Captain, the property management company should have the owner's phone number."

Ding Xifeng nodded. "I know. I asked Captain Ma to contact them, but the phone has been disconnected."

As for the identity of the deceased, Han Bin had some guesses, but some things didn't make sense. There were some contradictions.

Judging from the current situation, the possibility of the deceased being the owner of the house was not high. If not, it was likely that the deceased was a housekeeper. However, the deceased was dressed gorgeously and wore an expensive watch. An ordinary housekeeper could not afford to wear such things.

Judging from the current situation, the deceased was most likely a friend or relative of the owner's house.

But where did the owner go? Did they know that the deceased was killed?

After a while, Ma Xiwen from the technical department came over and said, "Captain, the scene has been investigated."

"What did you find?"

"Judging from the situation at the scene, this should be the primary crime scene. There are no obvious traces of dragging, nor are there any traces of suspicious people," Ma Xiwen paused and continued.

"We've searched the house, but we didn't find anything that could prove the victim's identity. The phone and other items that could prove the victim's identity might have been taken away by the killer."

Ding Xifeng asked, "Has the scene been cleaned up?"

Ma Xiwen thought for a moment. "There are no obvious traces of crime at the scene, but there are also no obvious signs of cleaning up."

Ding Xifeng said subconsciously, "You mean, the murderer might have been wearing gloves when he committed the crime?"

"It's possible." Ma Xiwen responded and continued, "In addition, we will bring the deceased's watch and the broken diamond on the ground back to the police station for examination. Maybe we can find some clues."

"If there's any news, let me know immediately."

"Yes." After Ma Xiwen finished speaking, he left.

Now that the technical department was done, the forensics department should be almost done as well. Han Bin and the others all looked at the forensics department.

At this moment, a clamor came from outside.

"Let me go."

"Don't stop me."

"I want to find my wife! I want to find my wife!"

Ding Xifeng frowned and raised his chin at Han Bin. "Go out and take a look."

Han Bin turned around and went out of the house. He saw a man in his forties being stopped by two police officers at the door.

"Don't stop me. I want to find my wife."

Han Bin walked over and questioned, "What are you shouting for? Can't you just talk it out?"

The man asked, "What do you do?"

Han Bin showed his police badge. "I'm from the city's criminal investigation team. Show me your ID."

"I … I don't have it with me."

"What's your name?"

"My name is Peng Zhicheng."

"You said you want to find a wife. What does your wife do? What's her name? "

"My wife works as a nanny here. Her name is Liu Yufen."

"Do you have a photo of her?"

"Yes." The man took out his phone and found a photo. "This, this is my wife. I can't contact her. I've called her many times, but I can't get through. She doesn't answer or reply. I'm worried about her. Officers, why are you stopping me? What's going on? "

Han Bin sighed. "Mr. Peng, I'm sorry for your loss."

Peng Zhicheng's expression changed instantly. "What do you mean by sorry for your loss? What are you talking about? Are you lying to me? Are you guys filming a movie? Where's my wife? I want to see my wife. Yufen, Xiaofen, are you there? Answer me. I'm Zhicheng. I'm your husband! "

Peng Zhicheng shouted louder and louder. "Wife, wife, please answer me. Please don't leave me behind!"

Peng Zhicheng was first stopped by two police officers. Then, his whole body went limp and he had to be supported by two police officers.

A big man was crying. His heart-wrenching screams attracted a lot of people, but they were all blocked by the police officers at the elevator entrance.

However, the autopsy had not been completed yet. To prevent him from damaging the scene and the body, Han Bin could not let him in for the time being.

Peng Zhicheng squatted in the corner and cried for a while before he gradually recovered.

Han Bin handed him a few tissues.

Peng Zhicheng took the tissues and wiped his face. "Officer, I want to see my wife. I'm begging you."

"Don't worry. I'll definitely let you see her. But you're too agitated now. You need to calm down."

"How did my wife die? She was fine yesterday. How could she … I don't understand. I don't understand."

"We just received the police report and found her body this morning. The case is still in the early stages of investigation. We don't know the exact cause of her death."

Peng Zhicheng wiped his tears. "Who would be so cruel? Why would they kill her? My poor wife never had a good day."

"Do you know the owner of this house?"

"I don't know him. I only know that he's my wife's employer. I heard from my wife that he's very rich, but I've never seen him." Peng Zhicheng said as he hammered his chest. "Officer, I'm begging you. Let me see my wife. Without seeing her with my own eyes, my heart …"

Han Bin hesitated for a moment and took out his phone. "I can let you see the photos of the scene, but you have to be mentally prepared."

"Okay, I'm prepared. I know."

Han Bin took out his phone and opened the photo of the deceased lying in the living room. Peng Zhicheng took a look at the photo and tears flowed down from the corner of his eyes. "Wife, you died so tragically. Wife … sob sob …"

Peng Zhicheng hugged Han Bin's phone and cried again. Seeing that he was emotional, Han Bin couldn't take it back immediately.

After a while, Peng Zhicheng's emotions calmed down.

Han Bin took back his phone. "Mr. Peng, do you know the whereabouts of the owner of the house?"

"I don't know. Didn't you find the owner?"

Han Bin didn't answer.

Peng Zhicheng continued, "My wife is dead. How could the owner not be there? Could it be that they killed my wife?"

"Mr. Peng, don't be agitated. There's no evidence to prove that this case is related to the owner of the house."

"My wife died in their house. How could it have nothing to do with them? They must have killed my wife and absconded to escape punishment."

Han Bin saw that he was emotional and knew that it was useless to say anything at this time. He changed the topic. "Mr. Peng, did Liu Yufen buy the clothes she's wearing herself?"

Peng Zhicheng took a look and shook his head. "I don't know. The clothes are pretty, but I've never seen her wear them before."

Han Bin enlarged the photo. "The watch she's wearing, did she buy it?"

Peng Zhicheng frowned. "This watch … This is the first time I've seen it."

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