For a moment, Chen Mingming felt that it might be a good thing if the car could slow down a little, or if the destination was a little further away.
The father and son chatted in the car.
They would discuss things related to the case, talk about things that were not important, or sigh when they passed by a place that had changed.
It was a very strange feeling. The father and son were in the same place … It was as if they were playing a detective game together.
Of course, this was a real-life investigation, and it was very likely that they would encounter dangers outside the game.
Unknowingly, the car stopped.
Wang Liang's rental apartment had already been sealed. Without another word, Zhou Yusheng tore open the seal, opened the door, and walked in. Chen Mingming, on the other hand, subconsciously stood outside the door with a thoughtful expression.
Zhou Yusheng turned around and asked curiously, "What did you find?"
Chen Mingming shook his head subconsciously and walked into the rental house. The body in the freezer had already been moved away, but the freezer hadn't been moved. Everything in the rental house hadn't been touched, and it still looked unusually clean.
Zhou Yusheng had been to the scene several times, but he didn't find any new clues. If Chen Mingming hadn't asked to take another look, he probably wouldn't have come again in a short period of time.
However, the air in the room was a little stuffy. Zhou Yusheng went straight to the window and opened it. He wasn't afraid that he would ruin the scene. After such a long time, the colleagues in charge of collecting evidence had already collected all the valuable things.
According to the colleagues who collected evidence, when they came to the scene, they didn't find any fingerprints at all. The rental house was so clean that it looked like it had been washed inside and out with disinfectant.
But this was Chen Mingming's first time here … He frowned and looked at the clean rental house. The first thing he felt was a very comfortable feeling. He felt that the house was in the best condition. Even if they wanted to clean it, they had already cleaned the places that shouldn't be cleaned.
Zhou Yusheng knew that there wasn't much value in this place, but that didn't stop him from accompanying Chen Mingming in the investigation. In his opinion, this was a very good thing that could increase Chen Mingming's case experience.
He wasn't even in a hurry to ask Chen Mingming. Instead, he waited very patiently … Perhaps subconsciously, as a father, he also hoped that Chen Mingming could give him some unexpected surprises.
Chen Mingming suddenly moved — he suddenly opened the shoe cabinet at the door, and under Zhou Yusheng's astonished gaze, he took out some shoes and casually threw them on the ground.
Zhou Yusheng was stunned and was about to ask him what he wanted to do — Chen Mingming was no longer satisfied with just rummaging through the shoe cabinet.
He began to walk around the house. The sofa, the cupboard, the table, and even the bedroom, bathroom, and kitchen — he messed up everything that should have been neat and tidy.
Finally, Chen Mingming returned to the entrance.
At this time, the whole rental house was in a mess — it was more like a single man's living condition.
Although Wang Liang had many girlfriends, they were not living together. According to the investigation, Wang Liang was not a clean freak. The police had once visited the bar where Wang Liang had worked. In the storage compartment that Wang Liang had not cleaned after he regained his senses, they could see that the things inside were a mess.
"What do you want to do?" Zhou Yusheng frowned and asked in confusion.
After a moment of silence, Chen Mingming said, "I want to simulate the murderer's movements …"
"Simulate?" Zhou Yusheng couldn't help but be stunned, then nodded, "Okay, you are a profiler, then give it a try … You imitate the murderer, and I will imitate Wang Liang … However, we don't even know the murderer's killing method."
"The time is at night," Chen Mingming said subconsciously.
"At night?"
"Late at night is the best time to hide." Chen Mingming muttered, "Assuming that Wang Liang did not resist at that time. He's probably asleep or drunk. "
"Drunk." Zhou Yusheng said, "According to the investigation, Wang Liang is a person who is easily sober. He works in a bar … There is a lot of wine in this house. He should have a habit of drinking, and a drunk person is the easiest to kill. "
As for the place where he slept after getting drunk … Seeing that the rental house was so clean, Zhou Yusheng felt that it was the same wherever he slept. He simply lay down on the sofa, "You can start."
Chen Mingming nodded, walked out and closed the door.
He stood in front of the door, closed his eyes, put his hand on the doorknob, and remained motionless … Suddenly, Chen Mingming opened his eyes and gently pushed the door open.
When he entered the house and saw the messy entrance, he frowned. Then, he straightened out the shoes that were messily placed at the entrance and slowly walked into the house.
At this time, Zhou Yusheng, who saw Chen Mingming's actions, was stunned at first, then quickly lay down — but he didn't close his eyes.
Chen Mingming quickly came to the sofa, but he didn't make a move. The father and son looked at each other. Although Zhou Yusheng was very curious, he didn't disturb them.
He knew that the simulation of a case required a certain degree of concentration, especially the person who played the murderer, who was wholeheartedly immersed in the scene.
Finally, Chen Mingming made a move — he walked into the kitchen, took out a roll of plastic wrap, then came in front of Zhou Yusheng and slowly put the plastic wrap on Zhou Yusheng's face — of course, he didn't wrap it firmly.
Zhou Yusheng pretended to struggle in pain, then stopped moving.
After that, Chen Mingming stopped and didn't move again.
After a long time, seeing that Chen Mingming didn't move next, Zhou Yusheng finally couldn't help but remove the plastic wrap on his face, sat up, and asked, "What's the problem?"
"Something's wrong …" Chen Mingming frowned.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Yusheng asked in shock, "Oh right, why did you choose plastic wrap and not other murder weapons?"
Chen Mingming subconsciously said, "If other murder weapons were used in places like the sofa or bed, it's easy to leave bloodstains … Since the murderer is a person who likes to be clean, then he wouldn't dirty anything unnecessary when he did it. Suffocation should be his first choice. "
Of course, it could also be poison.
But considering that the murderer had cleaned up the rental house so well, it would be wrong to use poison — if it was poison, there was no need for him to clean up the house.
"Well, what you said makes sense." Zhou Yusheng nodded. "You haven't told me what's wrong?"
"It's not coherent." Chen Mingming muttered, "Dismembering the body doesn't fit the murderer's personality. He chose to suffocate, so there's no need to dismember the body at all. It will only make the place dirtier. "
"Maybe he has a dual personality. Besides being clean, he also has a violent side." Zhou Yusheng analyzed.
Chen Mingming said, "Then he should have used a more violent and cruel weapon from the beginning. Anyway, he has to be cleaned up in the end."
"Well …" Zhou Yusheng couldn't help but ponder.
At this time, the phone rang. After Zhou Yusheng picked it up, he quickly nodded, "Okay, I got it."
After the phone was hung up, Zhou Yusheng said seriously, "Find out where this freezer was sold from!"
In the whole rental house, only the freezer used to hide the body was so out of place. Normal people naturally didn't need this kind of thing at home. Besides, there was already a refrigerator in the kitchen in the rental house. Wang Liang obviously didn't need another refrigerator.
Then there was only one possibility. The freezer was very likely prepared by the murderer in advance.
After thinking about this matter, the police in the Criminal Police Unit couldn't help but feel angry. The murderer brazenly hid the body after dismembering it, and even used Wang Liang's phone and SIM card to create the illusion that Wang Liang was still alive … It was as if he was challenging the police.
When he went out, Zhou Yusheng wanted to go to the shop that sold the freezer as soon as possible. He thought that it was very likely that he could find some breakthrough clues about the murderer.
But Chen Mingming thought of another thing — the test questions, the information on the sheepskin scroll, and the last sentence written: The key person, Zhao Le.
Subconsciously, Chen Mingming didn't mention this to Zhou Yusheng — because the police had already concluded that Zhao Le couldn't complete the other murder case.
…
…
This was an electrical appliance repair department located in the old street.
According to the investigation of the freezer, many parts of the internal wiring of the freezer were old. Obviously, it wasn't brand new, but the factory information could be found.
They tracked down the original buyer, and found out from the buyer that the freezer was directly sold as a second-hand to an old electrical appliance recycler. Finally, they found out from the recycler that the freezer was sold to this repair department in the end.
After arriving, Zhou Yusheng directly showed his ID card in front of the boss, and gave him the photo and model of the freezer.
"Hmm … this freezer was indeed sold by us." The boss gave the answer after thinking for a while.
Zhou Yusheng's face immediately lit up, and he quickly asked, "How do you remember what the person who bought it looked like?"
The boss said, "I don't know. That day, a man wearing a mask and a mask came to buy something. After he bought it, he wrote an address for us to send it there, and then we didn't contact him. "
"You didn't enter the house?" Chen Mingming frowned.
The boss shook his head and said, "We didn't enter the house, we just put it at the door. Speaking of which, it's strange. Almost no one would stop us from putting it at the door … So I remember this quite clearly. "
"Then can you probably remember the characteristics of the man who bought it?" Zhou Yusheng continued to ask.
The boss shook his head and said, "Ah, sir, this is something that happened a few months ago, how can I remember it so clearly?"
"Okay." Zhou Yusheng nodded helplessly, but then he arranged for someone to come over and make a jigsaw puzzle for the boss … At least, he wouldn't miss any clues.
The father and son didn't have any major breakthroughs here, but looking at the time, the sky was already dark.
In the past week, Zhou Yusheng didn't force himself to work like before. Instead, he would go to work on time.
He looked at the time and said, "It's already so late, let's go home directly?"
Chen Mingming was stunned, then nodded … Go home, go back to Zhou Yusheng's place, not the place where he and his mother lived, right?
Chen Mingming couldn't help but have a strange feeling in his heart, but he couldn't say it … Forget it, anyway, he had to complete the assessment these few days, so it seemed more convenient to live with his father for a few days.
Originally, the place where Zhou Yusheng lived used to be where he lived … He actually still had the key.
…
At seven o 'clock in the evening, when Zhou Yusheng returned home and took out the key to open the door, Chen Mingming smelled the aroma of food.
He couldn't help but be startled.
A woman wearing an apron walked out of the kitchen with vegetables … Chen Mingming was stunned on the spot — this woman was none other than his mother.
"You're back! It's time to eat, wash your hands quickly! "The woman smiled and said.
"It smells so good!" Zhou Yusheng was full of smiles.
"Mingming, why are you standing still?" The woman looked at Chen Mingming with a puzzled expression.
Chen Mingming opened his mouth, then chose to be silent … He chose to walk into the bathroom — he felt that he needed to calm down.
"Even this relationship between husband and wife was … mended?"
Looking at himself in the mirror, Chen Mingming couldn't help but be a little distracted.
When he walked out of the bathroom, his parents were already sitting at the dining table. Zhou Yusheng was burying his head in the rice, and his mother was filling a bowl of soup for him.
He sat down subconsciously.
At this time, his father and mother were chatting or talking about some trivial matters.
Zhou Yusheng probably didn't like these trivial matters, so he casually asked Chen Mingming, "Mingming, I suddenly thought of something. Why do you think the murderer chose to buy an old freezer?"
Chen Mingming subconsciously said, "Maybe it's easier to track down a new freezer, or maybe the murderer's finances aren't that good, so he chose this relatively cheap second-hand freezer. Also, regular retail departments usually have surveillance cameras, so the murderer probably didn't want to expose himself. "
"En, I think so too." Zhou Yusheng nodded.
"You two! Since you're home, can you stop talking about the case? "His mother was slightly angry and glared at Zhou Yusheng," Do you still want to eat? "
"Eat, eat! Of course I'll eat! "Zhou Yusheng shrugged and smiled cheekily.
His mother rolled her eyes at him, then turned to look at Chen Mingming, "Don't learn from your father's bad habits, okay?"
With that, his mother picked up a piece of drumstick for Chen Mingming.
Listening to his mother scolding his father, looking at Zhou Yusheng's impatient but not daring to talk back, and then looking at the drumstick in his bowl, Chen Mingming subconsciously touched his cheek … For some reason, it became wet.
— — Learn to cry.
Is this what it means?
"Son, why are you crying?" His mother was suddenly shocked and flustered.
Zhou Yusheng also put down his chopsticks and looked at him with concern.
Chen Mingming's lips trembled a few times, and his voice was a bit hoarse, "Nothing … I just feel like I haven't eaten mom's food for a long time. It's delicious … "
"Silly child …"
…
…
You Ye gave it a new name, 'Red Dust'.
This was the second time Luoqiu tasted this newly made wine.
Sitting in front of the bar, holding his chin with one hand and gently shaking the glass in his hand, Luoqiu's eyes gradually became hazy as he watched Chen Mingming go through the assessment.
If he hadn't walked to the entrance of the club out of curiosity that day … Or, if he could push back the time again, if his father hadn't left.
Would he also have such a day?
Going to the case with his father, going home together, sitting at the dining table, watching the figure busily preparing dinner.
Would he also have a day when he inadvertently discussed the case with his father during dinner, and then caused his mother to be dissatisfied?
Eating such a meal, having such a night.
Red Dust is like a dream.
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