"Chief Tang, do you have Cui Shaohai's contact number?"
The 821 case file mentioned Cui Shaohai as well. The police had tried to contact him, but the phone number was no longer available.
"Yes, he called me a few days ago. I can find it easily." Chief Tang looked through his phone and found Cui Shaohai's number.
Han Bin noted it down.
Cui Shaohai's case had come to an end, and Han Bin began to check the crime scene.
There was a cellar on the east side of Tang Wenyao's yard, and there was a cordon around it. Han Bin checked, and there were no signs of the cordon being broken.
After the group crossed the cordon, Zhao Ming opened the cellar door, and a damp, rotten smell wafted out.
"F * ck, this smell." Zhao Ming dodged to the side.
Han Bin and the rest also stepped back. "Everyone, check the surroundings. Wait for the cellar to be ventilated before going down."
"Yes," everyone answered, and began to check the yard.
Han Bin walked to the side to chat with Tang Wenjie. "Chief Tang, do you know who Jiang Suli had a grudge with when she was alive?"
Tang Wenjie thought for a while. "Jiang Suli liked to gossip, and she was the kind of person who liked to take advantage of others. Not many people in the village could deal with her. But I don't think she had a grudge. Actually, only Tang Jiefu's family had a bigger fight with Jiang Suli's family. "
"What was their relationship like?"
Tang Wenyao shook his head. "I'm not sure about that. It's their family after all, so it's not my place to ask."
Han Bin looked at the old neighbor. "Uncle, you and Jiang Suli's family were neighbors, so you should know more about her."
"Huh? What did you say? "The old neighbor did not seem to have heard him clearly, or he did not want to answer.
Han Bin repeated the question.
The old neighbor did not avoid it this time. "She's a woman, and I'm a man. I haven't asked much about her. However, I've more or less heard about it from others.
Jiang Suli was good at everything. She was also a hardworking person. She was rarely idle throughout the year. Every day, she would earn money, work, and earn money. However, her only shortcoming was that she loved to gossip. She had gossiped about other families, and she had also gossiped about my family. But she's not a bad person. How should I put it? No one is perfect. "
Han Bin asked, "How is the relationship between Jiang Suli and Tang Wenyao?"
"It's alright. Even a normal married couple would quarrel sometimes. There were a few times when it was so loud that my wife and I were woken up. "
"What are they arguing about?"
"I don't remember exactly what they were arguing about, but it seems to be related to the demolition."
Han Bin noted it down in his notebook and continued to ask, "Sir, before Jiang Suli died, did this Cui Shaohai come to Tang Wenyao's house?"
The old neighbor thought for a moment. "Yes, especially in the two years after Jiang Suli's death. I've bumped into them four or five times. You don't come empty-handed every time. Just treat it as a relative. Although you aren't related to Tang Wenyao by blood, you are still Jiang Suli's son. "
"Sir, how should I address you?"
The old man was stunned. "What's wrong? I have nothing to do with this case."
"It's fine if I know you. You assisted the police in their investigation and contributed to the case. I have to write it down in the file. I can't possibly not know your name, can I?"
The old man laughed when he heard that. "That means if this case is solved, I'll have a part of the credit too."
Han Bin smiled. "That's for sure."
"That's great." The old man rubbed his hands. "My surname is Zheng. My name is Zheng Yuanchao."
The old man was afraid that Han Bin would write the wrong words, so he specially reminded him, "I'm Zheng as in Zheng Chenggong."
"Don't worry, I'll remember it."
After a while, Han Bin felt that the moisture had almost dissipated. He ordered, "Get ready to go down to the cellar."
Zhao Ming was a bold person. He once again volunteered to walk in front. For a criminal police officer, being bold was also an advantage. At least he could leave a good impression on the leader. If anything happened, the leader would think of him.
Zhao Ming had watched many grave robbing movies and TV series and thought that he had a certain level of experience. He walked to the entrance of the cellar and took a look. The entrance could only accommodate one person. The entrance was relatively narrow and the cellar was dim, so the situation inside was not very clear.
Zhao Ming shone the flashlight around, but didn't find anything dangerous. He then handed the flashlight to Jiang Yang, who was behind him. He took out a lighter and climbed down the ladder at the entrance of the cellar.
Tang Wenjie was a little puzzled. "Captain Han, this flashlight is so bright. Why didn't this comrade go down with a flashlight? Why did he go down with a lighter?"
Han Bin smiled. He felt that Zhao Ming must have been influenced by the movies and TV series. Generally, grave robbers would light an open fire before entering the tomb. Because the underground was an enclosed environment, no one knew if there was enough oxygen or if there were gases harmful to the human body. An open fire could play a certain role as a warning. The burning of a fire required oxygen. If there was insufficient oxygen in the cellar, the fire would be extinguished, and Zhao Ming would be alerted in advance.
At this moment, Zhao Ming's voice came from the cellar. "Everything is normal down there. You can come down now.
After hearing Zhao Ming's reminder, Han Bin and Jiang Yang followed him down to the cellar, while the others stayed above.
Three people, three flashlights, and Li Qin was also holding a flashlight at the entrance of the cellar. There were a total of four flashlights, illuminating the small cellar very clearly.
The cellar was empty. It must have been cleaned up by the people from the technical department after the crime.
However, there were still some white lines drawn in the cellar, recording the scene of the crime. Combined with the description in the file and the photos of the crime scene, Han Bin had a rough idea of the crime scene in his mind.
The feeling of actually investigating the crime scene was incomparable to the file and the photos. It gave Han Bin a more intuitive understanding of the 821 case, and he felt like he was there.
Han Bin pointed to the human white lines and said, "The victim should be lying here at the time. According to the description in the file, after the crime, Jiang Suli's husband and daughter went home to stay at night. According to the speculation in the file, the suspect did not die immediately after being injured in the afternoon. It's very likely that she died at night, and her husband and daughter were probably at home at that time."
Speaking of this, Han Bin shouted to Li Qin, "Sister Li, stand a little further away. See if you can hear the movement in the cellar."
"Okay, you guys be careful." Li Qin closed the cellar door.
The cellar door was made of iron. After it was closed, the sunlight could not shine in, and the cellar became much darker, giving off a depressing feeling.
Han Bin looked at Zhao Ming, who was next to him. "Cover your mouth and shout a few times."
Zhao Ming showed a hint of bitterness, but he still followed Han Bin's instructions. He took out a ball of paper and wrapped it in his mask. Then, he put the mask in his mouth and shouted.
"Woo woo …"
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