Netherworld Investigator Chapter 696: Farewell poem from father
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Cyclops confessed that he was indeed instructed to transport drugs. He has been doing this work for five or six years. He found that railway inspections are not as rigorous as aviation. As long as you use your brain, it is very easy to carry drugs. In southern Yunnan, heroin, which costs 100 yuan per gram, is brought to second-tier cities like Fufeng. The price is 400 yuan per gram, and even 500 grams can be sold, which is a huge profit!
Driven by huge profits, he began to take risks. At the beginning, he carried drugs by himself. As the business grew and the demand increased, he found that he could not do it alone, so he went to Internet cafes, game halls, and KTV to recruit some unemployed youths, let them entrain them, and sit in secret. Array, it seems to have become a drug gang.
He has thought about a lot of methods of entrainment, such as putting drugs in a snack tape and making them look like sugar, or hiding them in a condom and swallowing them in the stomach, or hiding them in the **** like in a movie.
I asked him: "You have been in this business for so long, haven't you missed it once?"
The one-eyed dragon replied: "Never! Alas, in our business, life is over after a single miss. I accept it, I accept it."
"Do you know anything about the death of your Ma Tsai?" I asked.
As soon as the question of the dead was mentioned, the Cyclops was inexplicably nervous: "I don't know anything. I said a few words to him, and then they went back to their respective carriages. Later, someone said dead people, I ran over to take a look. It was him, afraid that something would happen, so he sent a message to all his men to tell them to be careful."
The message he sent was just an exclamation mark. I saw it on the cell phones of the drug dealers. It should have been a secret code agreed upon by them. But when I dialed it back, it turned off.
Huang Xiaotao asked: "What about the death of this old man?"
"I don't know, I really don't know, how can I be so bold, I still kill people when the wind is so tight, I want my life! And I don't know him." Cyclops repeatedly denied.
"Really don't know? You'd better not hide anything." I asked coldly.
The Cyclops gritted his teeth and said: "I remember, I left my seat when the first life incident occurred, and then came back. I saw this old guy coming and looked at me and left again. I wondered, this person Did you know me? So I ran to the bathroom to change clothes and went to another carriage."
"Where was this knife before?" I asked.
"In my seat, I use to peel apples. You can ask the big girl next to me." Cyclops replied.
Huang Xiaotao contemptuously said: "It's really cunning, don't tell me if you don't ask, right?"
The one-eyed dragon said in a flustered manner: "The government, I really only met him once, the conscience of heaven and earth, why should I kill him? Let alone killing, I have never killed a chicken."
At this moment, a phone call came from the police station where the old man's household registration was located. After listening, I stared at the Cyclops, staring him a little scared.
He tremblingly asked: "Government, what do you think of me?"
"Have you really never killed anyone? Including indirect killing, answer honestly." My voice increased a few decibels.
Cold sweat was dripping from the bridge of the Cyclops' nose, and his mouth was still denying: "No, there really is no..."
"Then I say a name, you must have an impression-Pan Jie!"
The cyclops immediately panicked: "I don't know! I haven't heard of it."
I yelled: "Also quibble!!!"
The one-eyed dragon cried in fright, and confided in a shuddering manner. A few years ago, he had a little brother named Pan Jie. He ran a business with him for the first time and hid drugs in a condom in his stomach. Cheng Xiang, this kid suddenly dropped the chain when he arrived at the train station, and he didn't want to go to jail. The one-eyed dragon was angry from his heart and kicked him to the ground with one kick. Unexpectedly, this kick broke the condom in his stomach, and all the **** entered his stomach, and he died.
After that, the Cyclops kept begging for mercy: "That was an accident! It was really an accident! I didn't kick my kick hard, I swear."
"Stop swearing to me, how many swears have you taken from just now to now... After Pan Jie died, did the police look for you?" I asked.
"I found it, but the evidence was insufficient and released again. I paid a big price to hire the best lawyer. But this old thing refused to admit the account, the lawsuit was settled, and I was still entangled. Once I..." The one-eyed dragon wanted to speak but stopped.
"What's wrong with you?" I asked.
"I cleaned him up. Of course, I didn't do it myself. It was my little brother Ahua, the one that died." The one-eyed dragon said.
"You just said you didn't know this old man?" I couldn't wait to kick the Cyclops.
"I...I'm afraid of being suspected."
The situation that Cyclops explained was consistent with what the police station told me. I nodded: "The dead Pan Gensheng is Pan Jie's father!"
Huang Xiaotao suddenly realized: "In this way, this guy is afraid of being retaliated by the old man, so he is better off first."
I shook my head: "The old man committed suicide!"
Everyone was shocked, and I talked about the whole case. It turned out that Pan Gensheng saw the murderer of his son on the train, and he himself had been diagnosed with liver cancer, and he might die soon, so he decided to give his life and avenge his son.
But by coincidence, we got in the car, plus a good thing Mao Gengzhi kept talking about my ‘brilliant deeds’, the old man realized that if he killed someone, he might be found out and even stopped by us.
He thought about it and thought of a tactic of giving up his life and forgetting to die, so that he could use my hand to send the Cyclops to prison.
So he quietly went to the seat of the Cyclops and walked along with the knife. There were no fingerprints of the old man on the knife, because he was wearing gloves, which were disposable gloves included in the roast chicken.
The car was crowded with people. The old man was looking for a suitable place. He happened to be recognized by the Cyclops Ma Tsaihua shirt-the person who beat him back then, the old man stabbed Ma Tsai in the stomach for fear that the plan would fail.
Naturally, Hua Shirt didn't dare to make a noise. She rushed into the nearest bathroom to take drugs to relieve pain, but she didn't expect to die on it and made a ‘secret room murder’.
The old man should have an original plan, which was to put his blood-stained knife on the seat of the cyclops and then kill himself, so that the cyclops would be indistinguishable. So he cut his palm with the knife and prepared to put the knife back, only to find the Cyclops sitting there.
If we act according to this plan, I think the old man should need another murder weapon to complete the blame. I did find a folding fruit knife in his luggage just now.
So he adopted another plan. When we were searching for the drug gang and the police in the rear compartment was empty, he quietly entered a bathroom and sat down and stabbed himself with the knife with the fingerprint of a cyclops. It takes great determination and perseverance to do this, but in order to avenge his son, he still finished it!
After doing this, he threw the knife from the bowel mouth and sat quietly until he lost too much blood and died.
After finishing speaking, I added: "This murder weapon can be tested later. It should have the DNA of a floral shirt on it."
Huang Xiaotao cried out in shock: "The murderer and the deceased are the same person! No, no disposable gloves were found at the scene."
I looked at the corpse and said, "If I guessed correctly, the gloves should be in the belly of the old man."
The old man asked Mao Gengzhi before and learned that my autopsy does not require an autopsy. Although I can identify bones by sound, I can’t tell if I have plastic gloves in my stomach. So I guess the old man rubbed his gloves into a ball and swallowed it before he died, so the whole case was perfectly established.
This point can be confirmed by the police through an autopsy later.
This plan is indeed perfect in his imagination, but in fact it is full of loopholes. I have tested so many homicides, and naturally I can feel that something is wrong. It's really not like a murder case. All impossible possibilities are ruled out. In the end, I came to this conclusion.
After speaking, everyone was silent for a long time, and was shocked by the old man’s self-sacrificing revenge. I took out a stack of yellow paper and burned it in front of his body, saying, “I’m sorry, old man, black is black, white is Bai, as a descendant of Song Ci, he must not be framed and framed."
After the burning, I asked a police officer for a cigarette. The police officer suggested: "This cyclops is so bad, I think it was sentenced as murder. He didn't know how many people were killed by selling drugs. It is a social scourge."
Cyclops waved his hand in a panic: "Brother, don't talk nonsense! I didn't kill anyone. This little brother has made it clear that you can't wrong the good people."
"Are you a good person?" the police officer scolded angrily.
"I admit that there are some flaws in my character, but overall I am a good person, but the business is relatively biased." Knowing that I am not guilty, Cyclops began to behave again.
I handed him the cigarette and said: "Okay, the case is over, come on, let's smoke a cigarette!"
"Good!" Cyclops came up excitedly: "It's this little brother who just enforces the law. Which unit is yours, I will return to you to send you a pennant."
"You should take care of yourself and organize drug trafficking. You can't escape twenty years in prison." Huang Xiaotao sarcastically said.
"It's nothing, I haven't been in jail before. Returning to jail is the same as going home. The buddies inside are talented, and they speak nicely. I really like being inside!" Cyclops smiled shamelessly.
When he was half smoking, I asked: "Do you believe there are ghosts in this world?"
"Little brother, why do you suddenly say this?" The cyclops shivered.
"I'm telling you, this old man has not succeeded in revenge, and his grievances have not yet been resolved, he will definitely come to you... No, he is actually here, do you feel cold on your body and sinking shoulders? "I said quietly.
The one-eyed dragon trembled with an earthy face, looked behind his shoulder, and suddenly fell to the ground screaming: "Don't come to me! Don't come to me! Your son's death has nothing to do with me! Please."
His exaggerated reaction stunned everyone. Many people looked at the old man's body covered with the bed sheet. The wind on the side of the railway lifted the bed sheet slightly, revealing the old man's staring face.
Huang Xiaotao pushed me a bit and asked in a low voice: "Did you add ingredients to the cigarette?"
I smiled: "I added a little bit into the dream, after all, we can't reverse the black and white, Xiao Xiao scared him, told him to reform in jail, just treat it as I personally do it for the elderly!"
One hour later, the local police arrived and took over the case. Then the train was opened to traffic. The police told everyone that the case had been closed through an in-car broadcast. The tension in the car was wiped out. It is impossible for so many people to keep secrets. The next day, "The Detective Breaks the Train Murder Case in One Hour" was searched on Sina Weibo, but the specific content was just guessing, and there was no mention of the special case team and me.
Later I received a call from the local police. The whole case was basically the same as my speculation. The DNA of the flower shirt was found on the knife. There was also a pair of disposable gloves in the old man’s stomach. The old man had no fingerprints of the second person. , It is undoubtedly suicide.
However, the people involved in the drug trafficking uniformly said that they did not know Cyclops when they appeared in court. Cyclops found the best lawyer for himself. The judge finally released him because of insufficient evidence. He once again escaped legal sanctions. The police speculated that the Cyclops secretly stuffed this group of people a large sum of money, making them willing to take the blame, and each of them forcibly carried a sentence of 20 years in prison!
However, before I could scold me, the local police changed the conversation and said that the Cyclops was found dead on the sofa at home on the second day after walking out of the court. The cause of death was that the heart was removed, and the wall behind it was impressively written With eight characters: Jiangbei Remnant Sword, Slaying the People!
This case makes me feel that the law can punish criminals, but sometimes it can become an umbrella for criminals.
So, walking outside the law and standing on the top of morality, is your existence right or wrong?