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Chapter 16

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Song Xinghe looked at where Li Yuxuan was pointing and was stunned for a while. He then said softly, "Old Li, why don't we discuss with the higher-ups and 'settle' the case?

The International Tourism Festival is starting soon, I don't believe the county leaders would want such a serious crime to happen at this time. "

As the saying went, 'the higher-ups have policies and the lower levels have countermeasures'. Although the government had stipulated that criminal cases with more than three deaths must be reported to the State Council, there were many ways to change it in practice.

For example, those who did not die on the spot would not be included in the death toll as long as they got into the ambulance.

Or when there were fewer witnesses and the impact on society was smaller, the case could be split into two criminal cases to reduce the death toll of a single case and so on.

Song Xinghe's so-called 'settle' was undoubtedly to suppress the Guawo Village case and put it aside so that the internal department could digest it. In the end, the big problem would be reduced to a small one and a small one.

Unfortunately, Li Yuxuan was not as optimistic as his superior. He sighed and said, "Director Song, it's not like it was a few years ago. We can see many foreigners standing on the hillside from here. I guess the case has been on the internet since a long time ago.

"I'm afraid we can't suppress it anymore.

"Let's go to the crime scene quickly and see what's going on. We'll think of other ways."

"Old Li, you're our think tank. I'll listen to you." Song Xinghe said readily. He then fixed his police cap and walked to the Zhang family's old house along the village path.

Over ten minutes later, four policemen who were not good at walking on the mountain path finally arrived at the crime scene.

Song Xinghe almost vomited his breakfast when he saw the old house's courtyard as he pushed the crowd aside.

He frowned and pouted in disgust. He said loudly after a while, "Who's Tao Lielin who reported the case?"

"I am.

Sir, we met a few days ago when I brought the villagers to the county to 'welcome' the guests. After we passed the town … "

"Don't try to be friends. This is a crime scene, we'll have to talk to each other in the future.

Let me ask you, you're a leader, how did you protect the crime scene? There are so many random people. What clues to solve the case would've been destroyed? "

"Sir, I'm just a deputy village chief. Why would these tourists listen to me? You guys wearing tiger skin are the only ones who would chase them away."

"What tiger skin? This is a police uniform, the symbol of the country's enforcement agency. Democratic centralism and centralism are reflected in our uniform.

Zhihe, Huizi, clean up the scene and ask those who have nothing to do with the case to leave.

Old Li and I will report the situation to the leaders of the bureau immediately. "

Hearing the leader's instructions, the policemen Sun Zhihe and Ge Guan Huizi began to clean up the scene.

Once the police showed up, those Western tourists who lived in violation of the police's legal orders and might be shot dead on the spot did not say much at all. They consciously whispered and walked away.

After they left, the Hua Nation tourists also left the crime scene. Soon, the stone road in front of the old house became quiet.

At this time, Song Xinghe had already described the basic situation of the crime scene to Sun Xiangguo, the director of the County Public Security Bureau. He hung up the phone and looked at the victims in the yard with their intestines pierced and their limbs missing. He felt his scalp tingle.

He had never seen such a bloody scene in his 20 years as a police officer. In order to distract himself and not look like he had nothing to do, Song Xinghe began to ask Tao Lielin about the case in detail.

When he heard that there was a survivor of the murder, he immediately focused his attention on Zhang Lisheng.

If the young man in front of him was a little taller and stronger, Song Xinghe would definitely handcuff him as a criminal suspect regardless of the consequences.

However, it was impossible for a minor who was less than 160 centimeters tall and weighed less than 50 kilograms to commit a murder that killed four people consecutively, disemboweled and chopped off their limbs. Therefore, Song Xinghe could only put on a stern face and think about how to get the truth out of Zhang Lisheng's mouth.

Unfortunately, this short and fat Level Two Police Superintendent who had changed his mind from shirking responsibility to making a great contribution was destined to be disappointed. As a murderer, it was impossible for Zhang Lisheng to provide him with any useful clues.

Song Xinghe, who had wasted a lot of time for nothing, only stopped talking when the police siren rang in the mountain village again. He got nothing.

"Chief Song, I think Captain Yang, the new exchange officer of our county's criminal police team, has to handle such a big case personally. Why don't we go and pick him up together?"

"Sure, Old Li. We'll pick him up. Zhihe, Huizi, both of you look after the scene. Don't ask anyone else to go in."

"Yes, Chief Song," Sun Zhihe and Ge Guan Huizi answered in unison.

Zhang Lisheng, who was standing aside, finally escaped the police's interrogation. He closed his eyes, feeling a little tired.

He sighed and calmed down. The thrilling encounter that happened last night began to replay in his mind.

All of a sudden, he recalled that he had continuously spat out a huge amount of blood essence in order to control Qing Hong to break free from the binding of the alloy thread last night. Logically speaking, he should not be feeling a lack of energy right now, but a lack of blood essence instead.

He could not understand why he was in such a good state at the moment after thinking about it. Zhang Lisheng hesitantly chanted witchcraft incantation softly, "Pst shh …".

All of a sudden, he felt an unprecedented wizard power flowing slowly in his blood. He seemed to be breaking through to Rank-1 Wizard. If he cultivated seriously, he might be able to become a Rank-2 Wizard within three to two months.

"Killing people can speed up witchcraft cultivation!" A terrifying thought flashed through Zhang Lisheng's mind, causing his expression to change drastically.

Although he was a young man who was a little antisocial due to the environment he grew up in, he did not want his future career to be a murderous demon.

However, Zhang Lisheng slowly realized that the reason why his wizard power increased so fast was not because he killed people but because he was feared and hated by the four intruders.

Combining this with history, the fact that a wizard could obtain greater power through other people's fear and hatred seemed to be very reasonable.

This perfectly explained why people would think of terrifying terms such as blood, mystery, darkness, and human sacrifice when the word 'witchcraft' was mentioned until today.

All of this might be because witchcraft wanted to be feared and hated by people!

Zhang Lisheng was secretly relieved as he thought about this.

He opened his eyes and happened to see the short and fat middle-aged police officer who had been interrogating him for a long time walking into the old house with seven to eight new colleagues.

"Chief Yang, this kid is the only witness at the crime scene last night. According to him, the four people who died were …" Song Xinghe pointed at Zhang Lisheng as soon as he stepped into the old house and said to a police officer with sparse hair but delicate features who was standing next to him.

Although the police officer had started to lose his hair, he did not look old. He was a Level One Police Supervisor, which was the same as an ordinary county police chief.

"Superintendent Song, I'd like to let the deceased and the traces at the crime scene speak first. You guys didn't destroy the scene, right?" The young Level One Police Supervisor did not question the witness first as usual. Instead, he looked around the crime scene and asked in all seriousness.

Song Xinghe was stunned and answered, "We didn't do any scene investigation in our station.

However, there were already hundreds of people watching when we arrived. It was Zhihe and Huizi who did the evacuation … "

"It's okay, the scene was so tragic. As long as you guys didn't do any random investigation, normal people wouldn't come into the yard and destroy the scene."

Upon hearing this, even if they vaguely knew that this young man named Yang Zhengqi, who was transferred from the Criminal Division of the Department of Investigation Investigation Department of the Public Security Department of Western Sichuan Province to the Qu County Public Security Bureau as the captain of the Criminal Police Team, had a strong background, they could not help but feel shocked.

After he returned to the provincial office, it was said that he would become the youngest divisional cadre in the entire Western Sichuan's judicial system. Song Xinghe could not help but retort, "Chief Yang, I've been a police officer for twenty years. I know the discipline of being a police officer …"

"That's good." Yang Zhengqi didn't allow anyone else to speak. He nodded and began to investigate the scene.

He carefully walked around the old mansion's courtyard and slipped into the house to take a look. He closed his eyes and pondered for a while before opening them again. He walked to a spot against the wall in the courtyard, where the two deepest footprints were left. He stopped and said, "Little Wu, start recording.

The four victims probably broke into the crime scene illegally. The footprints were so deep, and there were only two of them, which proved that one of them had jumped over the wall into the yard first.

From the footprints, that person should be the deceased with a broken arm, we assume that he is A.

"After A climbed over the wall and entered the yard, he immediately jumped forward. The purpose of this unusual action should be to attack. This proves that A is very vigilant and agile.

"Also, after breaking into the house illegally, he used the method of jumping forward instead of chasing and attacking on foot to attack. This means that he should have gone through a long period of martial arts training and mastered some special fighting skills.

"During his attack by jumping, A was blocked for a while. There's a porcelain pot and a whole stewed chicken on the ground. That means that someone was holding chicken soup in the yard and happened to meet A …"

"Chief Yang, the child who witnessed last night's murder is also the owner of the house at the crime scene …" Song Xinghe could not help but interrupt.

"Superintendent Song, let's let the traces at the scene finish first before we talk about anything else." Yang Zhengqi shook his head stubbornly and continued his reasoning. "After A was blocked for a while, although there are still footprints that show that he had rushed to the kitchen, it doesn't seem to be continuous.

"So, the biggest possibility is that he stopped attacking after he was blocked, and the person who blocked him hid in the kitchen.

"Then, A opened the yard door and let his accomplices in. The set of footprints here should be able to confirm my judgment.

"After opening the door, the three people who came in one after another, we assume that they are B, C, and D.

"From the distance and position of the footprints at the scene, B and A had a conversation. Then, B walked to the central room alone. His footsteps were not hurried, so he should be the deceased with a broken neck.

"After B walked to the central room, A, C, and D began to talk. Then, A suddenly began to act alone and rushed to the door of the central room. The reason should be that B was suddenly attacked in the house, and A, who was the best among the accomplices, wanted to rescue him.

"Then, during the rescue process, B died, and A's left arm was severely injured. From the angle of the wounds on the body, he should have cut off his own arm. We should be able to find it near B's body.

Look, there's something that looks like a metal syringe here, and …

What the f * ck is this … "

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