novelslam Chapter 62 Superb Acting Skills
Chapter 62 Superb Acting Skills
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately sprang into action.
Xu Bin drove, while the others rode motorcycles to the Gotham University staff dormitory.
When you ride to Building 6, you can see that the police from the nearby police station have already set up a cordon around the entrance of Unit 2, and a bunch of people are watching the commotion from outside the cordon.
I could vaguely hear words like "pitiful" and "what a pity".
After getting off the bus, Wu Song walked along, scanning the crowd of onlookers.
Many murderers return to the scene of a crime, either for psychological satisfaction and to show off, to destroy evidence, or out of a pathological mentality.
After scanning the group and confirming that there were no murderers among them, Wu Song withdrew his gaze.
"Criminal Investigation Team Three!" Xu Bin flashed his badge at the police officers at the police station. "Tell me the details."
"The husband went to Beijing on a business trip. When he returned and opened the door, he found that his wife had been murdered, so he immediately reported it to the police."
Where is the person who reported the crime?
"He was sitting on the stairs in front of his house, crying. 301."
"Thanks for your hard work!"
Xu Bin nodded and led the group upstairs.
Upon reaching the third floor, Wu Song's pupils dilated suddenly when his gaze fell upon the man squatting on the stairs!
The middle-aged man, about thirty-five years old, wearing a white shirt, was squatting on the stairs with tears in his eyes. A layer of black mist was strangely surrounding him.
It's obvious he's killed people!
Then I thought about how his wife was murdered.
Wu Song couldn't help but think of what his master Cao Dahua had said when he went to investigate Li Ailian's "disappearance case".
When a husband dies, the wife is investigated first.
If the wife dies, investigate the husband first!
It has to be said that this makes a lot of sense.
I took a closer look at the other person's expression and saw that their face was covered in tears and they looked utterly lifeless.
Wu Song's lips curled up slightly as he thought to himself, "His acting is quite convincing. If you didn't know better, you might think he loves his wife very much."
"Hello, I'm from the Criminal Investigation Team!" Xu Bin extended his hand. "Shall we stand up? We have some questions for you."
"Oh!" The man stood up, supporting himself with one hand on the ground and gripping the stair railing with the other, and extended his hand to Xu Bin. "Officer, what's your surname?"
"Xu Bin".
"Officer Xu, you absolutely must find that murderer! My wife died such a tragic death." The man broke down again, "We walked hand in hand from school to our wedding, and now we're separated by death. You have to help me!"
"Calm down, how about we ask again after we've calmed down a bit?"
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"Give me some time." The man wiped his face, closed his eyes, took a dozen deep breaths, and then said, "Okay, go ahead and ask."
"Name."
"Qian Hao, my wife's name is Li Hao. I am an associate professor in the Department of Law at Gotham University. She used to work in the sales department of a textile factory. Later, the textile factory was restructured, and she went to work as a salesperson in a private company."
"Tell me about the situation when you came back."
I got off the train around 11 o'clock, and took a bus home as soon as I got off the train.
As soon as I opened the door, there was a bloody smell in the air. My cabinets and everything else in the house had been opened and ransacked.
There are always those home invasion robberies, you know? I realized something was wrong, so I went inside and saw my wife lying on the bed with a knife stuck in her chest, near her heart. I called to her, but she wouldn't wake up. I checked her breathing and carotid pulse—nothing. Her pupils were dilated. I immediately called the police.
"You know a little about forensic medicine?" Wu Song interjected. "And you even know how to tell if someone is dead?"
"Oh, I teach criminal law at school. This isn't really complicated knowledge. I gradually learned about it, but I'm not an expert."
"I see. When did you go on your business trip, and what was it for?" Wu Song continued to ask.
"I went to Beijing last Thursday for a learning exchange activity organized by the school."
Are you alone?
"No, there are two more, Wang Man and Li Zehua, both of whom are teachers in our law department."
"Hmm!" Xu Bin turned to look at Wu Song, and upon seeing Wu Song's expression, he immediately realized what was going on. He turned his head back and asked, "Have you seen the knife that killed your wife?"
"I've seen it. It looks like the knife we use at home to cut watermelons and other fruits, but I didn't look at it closely. I didn't pay much attention to it at the time."
"How is your relationship with your wife?" Xu Bin asked.
"Great!" Qian Hao's face was filled with a faint happiness when he talked about his wife. "We were high school classmates. After the college entrance examination, we went to the same city and got together that year. It's been seventeen years now. I've spent half of my life with her."
"Do you have children?" Wu Song asked, thinking of the Li Ailian case.
"Oh, I have one. He's a son. Since he's only five years old, it's inconvenient if no one takes care of him. We both have to work, so we've asked his grandparents to take care of him. They're retired and have plenty of time to pick him up from school."
Has your wife told you about any conflicts he has with people in society?
"He didn't say that!" Qian Hao shook his head. "He only mentioned that her colleague or something stole his orders, but he managed to get them back. Could it have been his colleague who did it?"
"What about other conflicts? Within the factory?"
"I've never heard of that before. Back in the factory, everyone worked for a state-owned enterprise, so there was usually no situation where they would compete for orders."
"By the way, have any of your belongings been stolen?" Xu Bin asked.
"I recall taking quite a few large appliances. My wife doesn't wear jewelry much either. The bankbook is kept with my parents-in-law. As for cash, there wasn't much to begin with. I took it all when I went to Beijing, leaving my wife a couple hundred yuan in change. I don't know if she still has it, but there shouldn't be much valuables for the thief to steal."
"Um"
……
About an hour later, the technical investigation team came out, and the group put on shoe covers and gloves before going inside.
Just a quick glance.
The drawers were all pulled out and thrown on the floor, and the sofa was also moved and searched.
Upon entering the bedroom, a woman in pajamas was lying on the bed, and just as Qian Hao had said, a fruit knife was stuck in her heart.
"Time of death?" Xu Bin asked.
"It was probably around ten hours ago, around dawn," the forensic doctor Liu gave his initial assessment. "The fatal wound should be this stab wound to the heart. Strangely, apart from this stab wound, there were no other signs of struggle on the body."
"Was it committed by someone you know?"
"I didn't say that," Forensic Doctor Liu shook his head. "I only said what I saw on the body; how you determine the facts is your business."
"Xiao Song, you were acting a bit strange just now!" Xu Bin's gaze fell on Wu Song, and he asked in a low voice, "You suspect Qian Hao?"
"Yes!" Wu Song nodded.
"Understood!" Xu Bin didn't ask any more questions.
Wu Song's assessment is sufficient.