Madness of the Heart

Just when Ming Shu and Fang Yuanhang left the "Wan Wan Cai", the Beicheng branch's assistance team also learned during the trip that Huang Mengquan, who used to push carts to sell skewers in Kanzi 3rd Alley, Shanxiang Street last year, this year Did not show up.

Wang Hao was not willing to act as a subordinate to Mingshu. He found a clue and asked the team members to report to Mingshu. Although this case is related to Beicheng District, it was in the hands of the Crime Squad early in the morning. The detection was also the result of the Crime Squad. Anyway, he won't be able to get any benefit. It's fine to get past because of the face. It's not due diligence if you really work hard to help. , Is silly.

But the team member sent to report-Xiang Tao, a young man who had just been assigned to the Beicheng branch this year-was quite active. Wang Hao asked him to "say" with Ming Shu. He didn't know if he didn't understand it or didn't agree with it. The practice of his own leader is to bring the residents who provided important information to Mingshu in the process of arranging.

"Huang Mengquan sells skewers downstairs in my house. They have been selling them for several years. They used to sell marshmallows and sesame candies. They are all children's favorites." Liu Hean lives in Kanzi Third Alley. He is in his sixties. The low-class women of this age often have long-winded words, "His skewers are not tasty, they use waste oil, rotten vegetables and rotten meat. Every time I pass by, I can smell a rotten taste, those potatoes are lettuce. , It’s all yellowing, it’s all relying on the pepper and pepper to suppress the rotten taste, so disgusting! I don’t think many people buy his bunches. I said last year that he doesn’t make much money, and sooner or later he will have to go. people."

Ming Shu asked, "Do you think Huang Mengquan suddenly disappeared because the business can't go on?"

"How about it?" Liu Hean said with a rough voice, "I haven't seen him after the Spring Festival this year. He must have run away dingy. I don't think he is like our people. He speaks with an accent and I don't know. Which village came from. I’m so thankful that he left, our alley is not on the street, the city management does not care, my little granddaughter will grow up soon, if Huang Mengquan is still there selling skewers, my little granddaughter secretly What can I do if I buy it?"

"Are you sure Huang Mengquan never showed up after the Spring Festival this year?" Ming Shu asked.

Liu Hean has lived for most of his life. The first time he was questioned by the police, his eyes rolled up for a long time, "I'm sure. I told my wife at the time, why didn't this "yellow string" come? My wife said , What are you anxious about, this new year has not passed yet. Later, the new year has passed, and Huang Mengquan still hasn't come."

"Huang Meng is the owner of mobile stalls. They set up stalls on Shanxiang Street all the year round, so that's easy to check." Ming Shu said: "First, he should live near Shanxiang Street. Second, although the urban management does not care about his back Vendors in the streets and alleys, but most likely noticed."

Xiang Tao is very positive, "I will go to the police station to determine where Huang Mengquan lives!"

Ming Shu smiled at him, "Thanks."

"Liu Hean and the proprietress of'Banwancai' both noticed that Huang Mengquan hadn't appeared for a long time, but they didn't think it was a rare thing." Fang Yuanhang said, "Either think he can't do business well, and go to make a living. , Or think that he has gone back to his hometown to do farming, and no one realizes that he may have been killed."

"Ordinary people, living their lives in peace and stability, how can it be so easy to think of being killed?" Ming Shu finished speaking, "but..."

Fang Yuanhang quickly turned his head, "Master, but what?"

"Did you hear anything from Liu Hean's words?" Ming Shu asked.

"Huh?" Fang Yuanhang frowned and thought for a while, "Liu Hean hates Huang Mengquan."

"Yes." Ming Shu said as he walked forward. "The hawkers on the main street will be driven away by the city management, but not in the alleys. The old house Liu Hean lives in has no property management, and Huang Mengquan does it in the alley. Spicy skewers business will inevitably produce a strong smell, and there will be garbage and sanitation problems that will inevitably affect the lives of the surrounding residents. If Liu Hean can pull the bottom, he can argue with Huang Mengquan. If you can’t pull it off, you can only bear it. The longer you bear it, of course the stronger the hatred."

Fang Yuanhang followed, "But what does it mean?"

Ming Shu turned sideways, his eyes faintly, "It means that some people, such as those who hate Huang Mengquan more than Liu Hean, may want Huang Mengquan to die."

Fang Yuanhang suddenly widened his eyes, "Master, are you serious?"

"This is also a possibility." Ming Shu said: "Till now, who on Shanxiang Street and Suzheng Street hasn't appeared after the Spring Festival this year? We only know one Huang Mengquan, but Huang Mengquan is not necessarily that. Stand-in. His methods of making a living make him easy to attract hatred. This is a point that interferes with investigation. Hang brother, don't be careless."

Suddenly he was taught a lesson. Fang Yuanhang was still digesting. When he heard the "Hang brother", he felt like he was being tricked. Your master, you are my Ma Zai La!

Touching the row is still in progress. When Wang Hao learned that Xiang Tao had become Ming Shu's "pawn before the horse", he was immediately furious, but Xiang Taohun didn't care and continued to inquire about Huang Mengquan's news.

"This person is not called'Huang Mengquan', but these three characters." The police called out a document, "He is called'Huang Mouquan' and he lives in Kanzi Nine Alley, Shanxiang Street."

There are a total of nine back alleys on Shanxiang Street. The higher the number, the more remote the location and the older the house. "Wan Wan Xiang" is on the main street of Shanxiang Street. It is the best place for business nearby. Kanzi Lane is next to the main street. There are also many small restaurants in it, and further down, there are only mobile stalls.

According to the information provided by the police station, Huang Mouquan is a native of Neihulu Town under the jurisdiction of Dongye City. He is 53 years old this year. He came to Dongye City a few years ago and has been living alone in Building 4, Kanzi Nine Lane 4-1.

And this house was bought by his long-deceased daughter from an old man.

"Without family, living alone, 53 years old, not showing up where we used to set up stalls for a long time, but no one finds it strange that this fully meets the conditions of substitutes we proposed." On the way to Huang Mouquan's home, Fang Yuanhang said:" Another point is that he is a hawker and shows his face. Isn't he more likely to be noticed by the murderer?"

Ming Shu didn't dare to assert it lightly, but judging from the clues currently available, it is very likely that Huang Mouquan is a substitute.

Many houses in Kanzi Nine Alley were empty. When someone came, a few stray dogs clung their tails and walked vigilantly against the wall.

The trace inspectors had arrived. While waiting for Xiao Man to enter the house to collect traces, Ming Shu knocked on the doors of households 4-5 on the same floor.

There are six households on the first floor of this house. Four of them have serious dust accumulation. Only the 4-5 and 4-6 locks are relatively clean, and there should be people still living.

The door of the 4-5 room opens, and a safety chain runs across the middle.

Mingshu immediately noticed that compared with the old door, the safety chain was very new.

An old gray-haired woman in the door was looking out with her muddy eyes.

Fang Yuanhang also rushed over and saw that the old lady was living in 4-5. He quickly put the ID in the crack of the door, "Hello, we are the police."

There was a vague sound in the old woman's throat, the wrinkles on her face trembling, and then she closed the door with a "bang" without saying a word.

"This..." Fang Yuanhang felt baffled, "Why is it closed? Do we look like bad guys? Does my ID look like a fake certificate?"

"It's okay. It is a good thing for the elderly to have a strong sense of prevention." Ming Shu turned to 4-6 and knocked on the door for a while. There was no movement inside, and it seemed that no one was at home.

Soon, Xiao Man shouted in 4-1: "Team Ming, you can come in."

The area of ​​Room 4-1 is only 20 square meters, the furniture is very old, the windows are tightly closed, and there is a thick layer of dust on the table and floor.

Ming Shu asked while putting on shoe covers and gloves, "Have you found anything?"

"There are footprints and fingerprints. The fingerprints are more severely damaged, and it is difficult to restore and compare them, but the footprints are well preserved, which can be used as evidence." Xiao Man looked at Ming Shu: "But there is only one set of footprints."

"A group?" Ming Shu sorted the gloves. "That is to say, no one else has been here. The fingerprints and footprints belong to Huang Mouquan..."

Xiao Man said: "It should be like this."

Ming Shu walked to the electric box and said, "No, I still have to take it back and build a model."

"Yeah, I understand." Xiao Man said, "I have seen the electric box. The main power has been turned off, and the water valve and air valve are also closed."

Ming Shu nodded, and walked to the refrigerator again.

The refrigerator door is open, the food inside has long rotten, and the peculiar smell is no longer serious.

There are a total of three compartments in the refrigerator compartment, and there are a total of eight bowls and bowls. These bowls and bowls contain food. In addition, there are four plastic pockets containing uncooked ingredients.

"Everything in the bowl has been sampled and checked back." Xiao Man said.

Ming Shu swept around the kitchen and heard Fang Yuanhang shout in the bedroom: "Huang Mouquan's closet is full of stuff."

The bedroom is very narrow, with a bed and a large wardrobe, almost no space left.

The wardrobe exudes the smell of old wood and old paint. Most of the space is stuffed with cotton wool, and the other half is filled with Huang Mouquan's clothes.

From outerwear to underwear, there are everything, although not many, but for a person in his fifties who lives by setting up a stall, these clothes should be all of Huang Mouquan's clothes.

"There were dishes in the refrigerator that hadn't had time to cook, and there were eight bowls of leftovers. The clothes were not taken away, but the people disappeared for more than half a year." Ming Shu said: "It is impossible to take the initiative to travel. The only explanation is that he is leaving. Shi did not know that he would not be able to return. But water and electricity..."

"Do you have the habit of turning off the water and electricity main valve when you leave home?" Xiao Man asked.

Fang Yuanhang shook his head, "I don't even turn off the wifi."

"Many elderly people will turn off the electric valve and the air valve, thinking that it is safer." Ming Shu looked at the water valve again, "but the water valve...except for a year and a half of leaving home, few people would actively shut it down. Water valve, just make sure all the faucets are turned off before going out."

"That's weird!" Fang Yuanhang said, "Huang Mouquan turned off the water valve, but he didn't even deal with the leftovers in the refrigerator, nor did he take away his clothes."

"The contradiction has come out. Huang Mouquan turned off the water valve, indicating that he was going out in preparation, and the food in the refrigerator was not processed, indicating that he did not think he would be away for a long time." Ming Shu folded his arms and looked down and thought. For a while, "By the way, are there any signs of fighting in the room?"

"I can't see it." Xiao Man said, "But there is one thing I care about."

"Where?"

"I think the house is too clean."

"clean?"

"It just feels like it's been cleaned up deliberately."

Fang Yuanhang said: "Doesn't every household do cleaning before the Spring Festival?"

"No." Xiao Man said: "It's not the kind of ‘clean’ you think. Even if Huang Mouquan cleaned the room before the Spring Festival, it’s been half a year now."

"I understand what you mean." Ming Shu said, "You think there is no trace that should exist."

"Well. Criminals are afraid that they will leave directional marks on the scene. Usually after committing a crime, they will clean up the scene." Xiao Man said: "I have been to the scene so many times, and the "clean" here is for me. A similar feeling."

"Wait a minute!" Fang Yuanhang clapped his hands. "According to you, this place has been specially cleaned up. Isn't this the scene of the crime? Huang Mouquan died here, and the body was taken away, so the food in the refrigerator Nothing was done, and the clothes in the closet were not taken away. But the main valve of water and electricity was closed—the murderer didn’t need to help Huang Mouquan clean the refrigerator. The food was rotten in it, and the door of the refrigerator was closed. If you go to someone else’s house, the main valve of water and electricity must be closed, because in this kind of old house, if there is a power outage, there is no water supply, and the equipment fails, the water pipe may burst. As long as this happens, someone will inevitably come to the door. Come, maybe even call the police!"

Ming Shu said: "This can basically explain the contradictory situation just now. Has the luminol test been done?"

"There is no blood stain reaction." Xiao Man packed the survey box, "I have to go back and model the footprint first."

"If this is really the first scene, how did the murderer take Huang Mouquan away?" Fang Yuanhang said, "The luminol reagent did not detect blood stains, then the murderer should have not separated the body here... Ah, I I also remembered that Huang Mouquan died without bleeding, at least without heavy bleeding."

Ming Shu stood at the only table in the living room, and his gloved hands stroked the edge of the table. "Without dismemberment, taking an adult away, it is very likely to attract the attention of others, and to be said by others. indefinite."

"Then it is very important to find witnesses." Fang Yuanhang was full of enthusiasm, "I'm going now!"

Later, there was no result in the footprint comparison. However, Xiao Man judged based on Huang Mouquan's shoes and shoe sizes at home that Huang Mouquan himself could not have left the footprints.

In this way, Xiao Man's previous judgment is likely to be close to the fact that Huang's family is the first scene. After killing Huang Mouquan, someone cleaned up his own traces along with Huang Mouquan's fingerprint footprint.

Only in this way can we explain why the Huang family has no traces of Huang Mouquan's own life.

But another question arises. Now that the site has been cleaned up, who will be the existing footprints and damaged fingerprints?

Could it be that after Huang Mouquan was dead, another person came to the scene again?

What is the purpose of this person coming to Huang's house?

It was midnight, and the night breeze in early autumn was a little bit cold. Ming Shu looked blankly at the low-end but very life-saving shops on Shanxiang Street, as if in a daze. In fact, there are countless clues filtering through his mind. .

There is no doubt that Huang Mouquan was involved in a case.

As for whether it is a case that is in the same line as the Wu Zhen case and Sha Chun case, it is still uncertain.

Conflicts between hawkers, hawkers and the surrounding residents, hawkers and urban management are common. Contradictions eventually occur as conflicts and homicides, which are not uncommon in any city.

The possibility of Huang Mouquan being harmed by an enemy is actually far greater than the possibility of being selected as a stand-in by the man behind the Wu Zhen case.

but……

Most of the murder cases involving hawkers are committed crimes with passion. The perpetrators have very weak anti-reconnaissance awareness, and some even have no anti-reconnaissance awareness at all. After committing the crime, not only can they not handle the scene well, but they will speak out afterwards.

So once similar cases happen, they can be solved immediately.

The situation of Huang Mouquan’s home obviously did not meet this characteristic. Someone cleaned the room, and Huang Mouquan disappeared silently. If it weren’t for the investigation of the Shachun case by the crime team, it would have found Shanxiang Street all the way. "Banwancai" The proprietress and others discovered that Huang Mouquan was no longer here.

For half a year, Shanxiang Street and Suzheng Street had no rumors about Huang Mouquan.

In this way, Huang Mouquan is really not like being murdered passionately because of feuds with people he knows in life.

As for other enemies, there is no clue yet.

If you link Huang Mouquan with "Professor" and Wu Zhen...

Suddenly, Ming Shu had an idea and called Xiao Man, “Aren’t all Wu Zhen’s personal belongings moved back? Let’s see if Wu Zhen’s shoes can be compared with the footprints. If Huang Mouquan is looking for us That person, Wu Zhen can't get rid of him, maybe Wu Zhen left his footprints. If it weren't..."

Xiao Man understands, "If it is not, then the case of Huang Mouquan's disappearance will be determined by the Xiao Bureau. We or the criminal investigation team and the second team will continue the investigation!"

As the night got deeper and deeper, the old women who lived in 4-5 were still reluctant to open the door, but the residents of 4-6 finally came back.

Much like Ming Shu imagined, the man living in 4-6 is a man in his twenties who works as a waiter in a barbecue restaurant on Suzheng Street that is open until midnight.

"On this floor there are only me and Granny Xu from 4-5." Facing the police, Li Zhenfei had a natural attitude. He pointed to 4-1 and said: "The house was formerly occupied by a man. It was an uncle. Then there was no one. It should be Moved away."

Mingshu asked, "Moving away? Did you see someone moving? When?"

"That's not true." Li Zhenfei shook his head, "but no one has been in or out, didn't it just move away? And I heard something during the Chinese New Year."

Ming Shu asked: "What is happening?"

"It's the sound of moving things." Li Zhenfei said: "The overtime pay during the Spring Festival is high, so I didn't go home. I heard the noise outside on the shift day, but I was lying on the bed and didn't bother to watch it. After that, I didn't watch it again. Uncle here."

"Master!" Fang Yuanhang said: "The movement Li Zhenfei heard was not a move, but someone moving Huang Mouquan..."

Ming Shu said: "Remember the safety chain hanging on the door of the old lady 4-5? Compared with the door, the safety chain is obviously too new. Li Zhenfei heard the movement, but did not look at it because he was lying down. It's normal. He is very tired because of the night shift. But 4-5 is closer to 4-1, Li Zhenfei can hear the movement, and the old lady can hear it even more."

"You mean, the old lady not only heard it, but also saw it?" Fang Yuanhang suddenly realized, "She saw a scene that scared her, so she put on the safety chain!"

At this time, Xiao Man called, his voice trembling slightly because of his excitement.

The footprints left on the scene are consistent with Wu Zhen's pair of shoes. And through modeling and comparison of footprints, his height and weight are also in line with Wu Zhen!