Silent Reading Chapter 56: Humbert Humbert Twenty-Three
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In the dimly lit room, the place where the luminol reagent was sprayed was faintly fluorescent, the floor, the roof, the door crack...there were large areas connected together, everywhere, almost a dizzying layer. wallpaper.
There are old blood stains in the gap of the removed sofa. The spotless light-colored floor is particularly shocking. I don't know how many years of injustice, and finally see the sun again.
The walls are covered with soundproofing materials, and there is a photo wall hanging in the middle of the living room. The beautiful countryside and natural scenery are displayed staggeredly there, full of elegant literary and artistic atmosphere-if it is not coated with "fluorescent film" .
In the bedroom, there is a "Shepherd's Picture". A large picture frame about one meter tall is very important. A technician on the spot stared at it for a while, and felt something was wrong, so he took it off and checked it. , Found that there was a secret camera inside, and the lens just peeked out of the eyes of the shepherdess, which made the calm smile on the face of the girl in the painting a bit mysterious.
There are various knives and ropes that need forensic identification in the locked storage room next to the bedroom...
However, none of the above are as creepy as the enlarged photo on the south-facing window.
"Vice Tao, look, his window is old-fashioned. It is divided into two layers, inside and outside. A layer of opaque curtains commonly used in hotels is drawn in the middle, and the photo is pasted on the outside of the glass inside. "The technician who inspected the scene said to Tao Ran, "That way, even if there is a solar storm outside, it can be blocked by this UV-proof curtain. There will be no strong light penetrating the photo paper...Hey, but his photo is posted. Really knowledgeable!"
The photo is magnified to a subtle and precise ratio. In a realistic dark environment, people standing in this room are really indistinguishable from morning to night, day and night. At first glance, you might think that this is the night scene outside the glass window. ——The street is thin and narrow, the old buildings stand sparsely in rows, the distant street lamps are still a hundred meters away, the flowerbeds grow freely, the delicate flowers and weeds coexist, and somehow wither a small piece from the condescending. From the angle, you can see a faint light in the middle of the dead branches. Somewhere the light source is reflected to the basement that is looming in the flower bed. On the small window in the basement, there is a girl's fuzzy face.
This is an important evidence. Two technicians at the scene cautiously stepped forward and unloaded the photo along with the glass.
Tao Ran opened the blackout curtains and opened the outside window. At this moment, his pupils shrank slightly, and the white hair sweat running around under the big sun suddenly subsided like a tide——
Tao Ran suddenly saw that the pile of tower rulers and stones used to represent Wu Guangchuan's house outside the window was exactly the same as the corresponding position in the photo after closing the window.
"Vice Tao! Deputy Tao!" A police trainee who was left to interrogate the property ran up three and two steps, and started yelling in the corridor, "The property admits it! Said this house is indeed a group. Renting a house, but the tenants don’t seem to live regularly. They may be white-collar workers working nearby. They come to take a nap or something. The people at the property say that they don’t open fires very often, and water and electricity are not used quickly. There should be no safety hazards, so... !"
"Be careful, this is the scene!"
"Don't rush in, stay away!"
The young youth saw this "spectacular" room at the door, and was dumbfounded, and was smashed by his colleagues.
"There is no safety hazard," Tao Ran stared out the window without blinking, "Can the homeowner try to get in touch?"
"The house owner and the owner are abroad. I just made a call and the number is empty, so I have to think of other ways." The intern said, and remembered, "Oh, by the way, Deputy Tao, 201 The parking space is occupied, there is a suv!"
The traffic control department quickly called up the owner’s information of the car—neither the owner of room 201 nor anyone involved in the case. The registered owner was an old man who couldn’t beat it. Except for his registered permanent residence in Yancheng, he has moved to another place for many years. When he received a call from the police, the old man was inexplicable at first. He was a little panicked when he heard the police ask about the license plate.
After further questioning, I realized that although the license plate belongs to him, the car is not.
After the elderly retired, they went to live with their children in other places. The license plates here are not needed, so they simply took advantage of the fact that the license plate numbers were not easy to shake in the past few years. Just show up at the time, and the tenant will even reimburse him for the toll.
"Is this...Is it a fine? Or is my driver's license deducted?" The license plate owner kept explaining, "Comrade police, how much money I really confiscated, only more than two thousand a year, if you don't believe me, I will show you the contract... …"
"You illegally leased personal license plates and signed a contract?" Tao Ran was speechless, "Who is the one who signed the contract with you?"
"Oh...it's a woman, called Su...what's Su? Oh yes, Su Xiaolan!"
Tao Ran hung up the phone and turned around suddenly: "From the day Qu Tong disappeared until now, check the trajectory of this car!"
"Vice Team Tao, this car is not equipped with GPS and driving recorder, but can only watch the road network monitoring-the day before Qu Tong's home received the recording, this car crossed the city from the South Airport Expressway and then turned into Yangang Expressway. Two hours later, I got off the expressway and took the national highway. After another half an hour, I drove out of the national highway and turned outside the surveillance area. The next day, I returned on the same road and did not enter the gas station during the whole journey."
In other words, the car did not go too far after leaving the national highway.
"When he left the national highway, what was nearby?"
"Some natural villages... seaside sanatoriums, farmhouses, oil painting villages."
Marina?
Tao Ran leaned close to the photo wall in the living room, and one of the photos was taken exactly as a snapshot of the waves scouring the sea reef in the setting sun.
"Locate where all the photos on this wall were taken, let's go!"
Tao Ran and the others went out of the city, and Luo Wenzhou and Fei Du entered the city.
The setting sun began to sink again, and the heat was still so hot that people could not open their eyes. Yancheng City Bureau finally stopped a bit. When Luo Wenzhou came back, the information registration work was basically completed. Let the family members go home and wait for news. It was because they lived far away homeless, or simply unwilling, still wandering in the city bureau, the duty officer and the criminal investigation team had to arrange for them to go to the cafeteria to eat first.
Luo Wenzhou unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, then walked two bags of instant coffee from Lang Qiao's desk, poured it into the water bottle against the mouth of the bottle, and shook it vigorously for a few times. The instant coffee was reluctant and reluctant. It will melt in the cold water, soaking out a curious color and a more curious taste, and then he drank a small bottle under Fei Du’s shocked gaze: "What are you looking at, I haven't drank any urine."
Fei Du felt his retina and stomach hurt, as if his eyes had taken a sip of cold sesame oil. He quickly looked away and stared intently at the photo they turned out from the urn.
"Hundreds of missing girls for more than 20 years. Although the criteria for joining them may be harsh, isn't the number of five suspects a bit small?" Fei Du flicked his hand. Photo, "And these look quite new, it should only be in recent years..."
When he said this, he suddenly lost his voice.
Luo Wenzhou glanced at him questioningly. Fei Du carefully pinched one of the photos through a piece of spectacle cloth-it was a man with his head up, looking quite gentle, in his forties , Looks pretty Zhou Zheng.
Every person whose photos are recorded in the book has several photos from different angles, which should be taken secretly, and then the more recognizable ones are left. The other pictures of the man were either wretchedly intoxicated or wretched and distorted. Only this one had a little less expression, which could be seen as a person.
"This person seems to be familiar." Fei Du rubbed his chin, "Familiar, but I can't remember it. I definitely didn't know him in business. When I receive my business card, I will deliberately pay attention to the facial features of the other person. The postscript is at the back of the corresponding business card, which saves time for a long time and can’t remember embarrassment; it is certainly not the people who have played together, usually there are only a few who play together, even if you bring someone, you will not bring this kind of old man... . My sensitivity to human faces is very average. People who are bound to one side usually don’t remember it for more than a month. It should be within 30 days."
Luo Wenzhou was drinking instant coffee like urine, listening to Fei Du's dismantling of his memories very freshly-his understanding of himself is as precious as an otaku's computer configuration, precise and objective, although not necessarily everything I remember, but there are traces of all behavior patterns.
He seems to have his brain peeled off from time to time, and every thought in it has been broken up and studied carefully.
At this moment, Fei Du has quickly recalled the whole month’s itinerary--a middle-aged man, a mid-range Swiss watch that is a bit boring on his wrist. It has a certain financial strength. It is reasonable to say that it is not likely to appear in nonsense. The place where the rich second-generation young people get together...
At this moment, Lang Qiao came in with a deadly look: "Boss, you are back, I don't want to settle the victim's family anymore! I..."
Luo Wenzhou held up a finger at her.
"The piano master," Fei Du said suddenly, "There is a picture of him on the wall in the Xiling Depot Club. Qu Tong happened to be absent on the day of the accident, so the boss invited a wild band to join in... Yes, even if it happened. When encountering a robber, which is rare in a century, the first reaction of people who are not familiar with the terrain is to retreat first to avoid the incident, rather than "snatch the sheep"."
"No wonder the surveillance at the intersections that day failed to capture him. Since it is a'membership' system, these people will definitely introduce each other, and the other four can follow the rules. The mastermind refuses to recruit, these little ghosts. Can't it come out?" Luo Wenzhou turned to Lang Qiao, "You don't like to settle down with your family, can you arrest people?"
Lang Qiao heard the words "catch a person", and hit a tube of chicken blood on the spot, swept away all the malaise, and took the photo and ran away without saying a word.
Luo Wenzhou picked up the file and kicked a colleague who was napping in the office: "Wake up, go, and I will try Xu Wenchao again."
The two went out one after the other. Fei Du stood up and stretched out a very restrained waist. The smell of smoke and sesame oil lingered around him. He felt that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time and was about to leave. This At that time, Luo Wenzhou went and returned.
"I have a few words to tell you," Luo Wenzhou said, "but you have to do business first. Don't leave. You can wait in my office."
After speaking, he hurried away again.
Fei Du was stunned, half-stepped and paused on the spot for a while, and finally retracted again.
Xu Wenchao, after all, is not so heartless like Su Luozhan, he obviously didn't fall asleep the night before.
His eye sockets were sunken, and he was mentally prepared that the police would take turns to interrogate him-it was okay. At the time of the two kidnappings, he had a clear alibi.
It is precisely because of this that Su Luozhan dared to recruit him.
The Yancheng City Bureau is not a small police station in a remote county. People are watching every word and deed. They absolutely dare not use torture to extract a confession against a minor girl under the age of 14.
For him, there is no actual evidence, and they have to release people as soon as the time comes.
Who knows, after waiting for a whole day and one night, nobody cares about him.
The city police seem to have forgotten that there is such a person as him.
Xu Wenchao's face was calm and unwavering, but in the long lapse of time, he gradually lost his initial determination, and his heart was a little ups and downs. After hearing their alibi, they completely believed it? Give up investigating him?
Although this is best...but if his suspicion has been cleared, why are they still not letting go?
While Xu Wenchao kept playing drums in his heart, Luo Wenzhou led people in.
"The smell of smoke on my body is a bit heavy," Luo Wenzhou pulled out the chair and sat down opposite him, "I'm sorry, it's mainly to pull your fox's tail and work all night."
Xu Wenchao was shocked when he heard the words, adjusted his sitting posture lightly, and looked at Luo Wenzhou with a motionless gaze: "I really have nothing to say about this matter."
Luo Wenzhou smiled at him and said casually, "What is your relationship with Su Luozhan?"
"I am her mother's fiancé." Xu Wenchao answered patiently, "Police officer, I have already answered this question."
"I know you are Su Xiaolan's fiancé," Luo Wenzhou raised his eyebrows, and suddenly looked at him with a meaningful look, "I just want to know, you are planning to marry Su Xiaolan, but you are still in love with that broken flower. Well, she still fell in love with her little daughter?"
Xu Wenchao was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes wide, and said angrily: "This police officer, are you responsible for your words!"
Luo Wenzhou’s face remained unchanged: "Su Xiaolan, an orphan and widow, has no education, no background, no serious work, and the source of life is a mystery. There are many unsatisfactory rumors. As for Mr. Xu, you have a successful career and have all the RVs. She looks good and should be an ideal object. I have always wondered, if what you said is true, why would she not marry you?"
"Marriage and love cannot be measured by material conditions," Xu Wenchao sneered, barely suppressing his anger, maintaining his own demeanor, "Besides this is a private matter between our door, I think--"
Luo Wenzhou interrupted him: "She refuses to marry you. Is it because she treats money as dung, or you don't want to marry her?"
Xu Wenchao said coldly: "What does this have to do with the case? You can interrogate me about everything about the case, even if I am innocent, but you can't insult me..."
Luo Wenzhou interrupted him again: "Insult your...love that you posted on the south-facing bedroom window in Room 201, Unit 3, Building 8, Xiangyang Community?"
Xu Wenchao's body froze suddenly, and the blood on his face faded like a tide.
The interrogation room was silent for a while.
The detective who followed the transcript was busy all night, just lost in the duty room. Before I had time to keep up with the latest progress of my colleagues, I couldn't help but yawn and listen by turning the page to cover it. At this point, his half yawn was stuck in his throat, and he looked at Luo Wenzhou and Xu Wenchao dumbfounded.
Xu Wenchao's ears roared, and the irritability in his heart that was stimulated by the other party's words was like a fuse, and a thunder fell from the sky, following the fuse, a fire that started a prairie prairie, he looked hard from his throat There was a denial: "What are you talking about?"
"Xiangyang Community, Building 8, your photographs from your teenage years are still pasted on the window," Luo Wenzhou said word by word, "There are blood stains on the scene, which means that the DNA can still be traced back. The SUV on the parking lot of the house There are your hair and photos taken by the peeping eyes behind the frame. Su Xiaolan handed it to me just now."
He smiled and reached out and knocked on the table: "Mr. Xu, can we talk now?"