National Forensic Doctor-Chapter 1190 - 1120: Only... But... (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 1190: Chapter 1120: Only... But... (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

"Pour another glass of water."

Huang Qiangmin entered the office and gulped down Jiang Yuan’s tea.

Jiang Yuan got up to refill his water, then smiled and said, "Drink slowly, or you’ll feel uncomfortable later."

Huang Qiangmin looked weary and didn’t speak initially; he unbuttoned his collar before taking a few deep breaths and said, "I left early at four-thirty in the morning to catch a flight. They only served a glass of water and the meal was so salty..."

Jiang Yuan listened to his complaints with a chuckle and got up to light a stick of incense.

Miao Ruixiang instinctively made a gesture of respect, then turned silently to brew a separate cup of tea for Huang Qiangmin.

"Is this Tieguanyin? It’s quite tasty. Isn’t there a lot of pesticide residue in Tieguanyin?" Huang Qiangmin began to recover a bit, swirling the cup as he started to nitpick.

"This is grown by an old man in the village. His daughter got married on the other side and set up a special hillside there. Each time she picks tea, she brings some back to the village..." Jiang Yuan also signaled Miao Ruixiang to brew him a new cup.

In the eyes of tea drinkers, large tea brewing isn’t high-end but it’s convenient. Moreover, police offices aren’t suitable for having tea tables or similar setups. Historically, people have always criticized civil servants who leisurely brew tea regardless of the reason when seen by the public.

Huang Qiangmin drank another half cup of tea before saying, "It’s settled; we’ll handle the expenses over in Luo Jin City, and Dai Mingsheng will deal with us directly."

Jiang Yuan cast a doubtful glance at Huang Qiangmin.

Feeling uneasy, Huang Qiangmin quickly put down the cup and said, "Don’t think ill of people; I’m not pocketing any extra. Dai Mingsheng and Xu are both smart and have each other’s numbers; I can’t swindle them."

"Old Dai can’t provide what Director Xu wants, and Director Xu isn’t interested in Old Dai’s offer." Liu Jinghui, who had been sitting nearby reviewing interrogation records, couldn’t help but interject with his analysis.

Huang Qiangmin glanced at him, "That’s more or less the point. Mainly... building trust is quite difficult."

"It’s not like they lack money." Liu Jinghui pointed out the crucial factor.

"Ah... fate is different for everyone." Huang Qiangmin sighed deeply. He used to be a captain in the county’s criminal police squad and is currently the political commissar of the county bureau, which doesn’t compare to a brigade captain in the provincial capital’s criminal police.

Funding is similar; it’s always more at higher levels. From Beijing to the provincial capital to the provincial cities, each step down sees a significant decrease.

A district bureau in Beijing can have a budget of two to three billion, higher than the total expenditures of Ningtai County, of course, the administrative level is higher as well. In provincial capitals like Lanyue City or Luo Jin City, the routine budget is ample, unlike smaller county bureaus like Ningtai County, where they either have to request money or resort to cracking down on gambling and prostitution.

Neither Dai Mingsheng from Lanyue City nor Director Xu from Luo Jin City genuinely lack money, but what they miss are large sums.

Of course, neither has much liquefiable funds at their disposal. In a way, government units are like salaried individuals; it’s typical for money to be spent before it’s even received, but if you casually mention a number, expecting me to entertain you, that number has to be very large.

Liu Jinghui perceptively said, "You’re using Jiang Yuan to fill the gap, aren’t you."

Huang Qiangmin chuckled, "We’ll have to go to Luo Jin sooner or later. Pang Jidong is really a great person; he calls me ’senior master,’ and it gets me dizzy. By the way, how’s the case?"

"How do you think their interrogation is going?" Liu Jinghui asked in return.

"Just above standard. Compared to the few bureaus we’ve interacted with, the level is decent; they’ve also recruited a few capable ones." Huang Qiangmin understood Liu Jinghui’s point and said, "Just considering the interrogation time, intensity, along with the number and scope of suspects caught, if we still can’t find clues, Zhang Lei’s death might truly have nothing to do with them."

Huang Qiangmin is truly an experienced detective; his seniority exceeds that of both Liu Jinghui and Jiang Yuan combined. His judgment is well-considered because he knows that expressing this opinion means dismissing a line of investigation, and given his status and abilities, Liu Jinghui and Jiang Yuan are bound to carefully consider his suggestion.

Liu Jinghui indeed fell into contemplation.

Jiang Yuan also gently picked up the teacup, sipping the tea noisily.

The office that the Lanyue City Criminal Police Team provided for Jiang Yuan was not very large, but because Jiang Yuan’s Accumulated Case Team had a large number of people, including Wang Chuanxing, Shen Yaowei, and Liu Wenkai, all working inside at this time, the atmosphere was palpable, and the sounds of typing gradually softened until it became silent.

"Given the current security environment, it’s actually not that easy for an ordinary person to die. Especially someone like Zhang Lei," Liu Jinghui explained his reasoning. "Moreover, Zhang Lei’s body was disposed of over a thousand kilometers away. This distance is not something an average person would go to for body disposal. I’ve studied some papers on geographical profiling, and typically, disposal covers about 5 kilometers, 10 kilometers at most. Even 20 kilometers is quite rare."

Huang Qiangmin and others nodded lightly.

What Liu Jinghui referred to as "geographical profiling" is used more frequently abroad. Generally, it involves marking the crime scenes of a series of cases on a map and then analyzing the spatial distribution of the crime locations to determine the methods of suspect movement and tracking.

Liu Jinghui spoke as he resolutely closed his laptop, focusing intently, "Of course, the 5-kilometer data mainly pertains to dismemberment followed by disposal. Theoretically, the more pieces a body is dismembered into, the shorter the disposal distance. Our case involves an intact body; thus, disposing of it further away can be expected. However, transporting it across provinces definitely has a rationale; it wouldn’t be done merely for body disposal."

Liu Jinghui continued, "Moreover, with normal body disposal, the perpetrator is accustomed to disposing of the body in familiar locations. There are many psychological factors involved, which you all understand, so I don’t need to elaborate. But generally speaking, cross-provincial transportation requires significant confidence. Without extensive cross-provincial experience or familiarity with the Lanyue City Film and Television City’s circumstances, it wouldn’t make sense to do so."

Liu Jinghui counted on his fingers, "Classic criminal psychology theory: One must be familiar with the crime scene, avoid acquaintances, and not stray too far from the residence. From this perspective, the suspect is likely involved in transportation or trade, frequently commuting between Lanyue City and Loujin City, or at the very least, has done so multiple times."

At this moment, Wang Chuanxing stood up, "The Lanyue City and Loujin City bureaus have also invested considerable resources in this area, screening through checkpoints and video surveillance to filter the vehicle plates traveling between the two provinces recently."

"And one more thing," Liu Jinghui added, "The dumping site is 300 meters from the nearest road. This distance is too far for one person to transport the body. So, it’s either done by one exceptionally strong man or by two or more people collaborating. No matter how you look at it, I’m inclined to believe the perpetrator demonstrates a certain level of professional crime expertise."

Liu Jinghui elaborated his thought process quite comprehensively. Huang Qiangmin also sipped tea, lit a cigarette, and started contemplating in silence.

Jiang Yuan then pulled out a pack of He Tian Xia from the drawer, placed it on the table, and continued, "Regarding Zhang Lei’s life and work, he not only encountered professional criminals during work but also had many interactions with them in his personal life."

Huang Qiangmin’s eyes lit up, "That’s exactly the point."

Turning his head, Huang Qiangmin offered a ’He Tian Xia’ to Liu Jinghui, lighting it for him, "Director Liu, no offense, but from what I saw during my visit, the Binren Gang members were all caught. Their internal conflicts were not severe enough to warrant murder. You’ve also seen the interrogation records, what do you think?"

Liu Jinghui chuckled, took a drag of the cigarette, filling the room with smoke, "I’m not denying that these street gangsters wouldn’t uphold loyalty at this point. If there were any related news or rumors, they’d definitely expose the culprit. But based on their current statements, the possibility of an internal murder is indeed low. However... work-related relationships are not necessarily tied to organizational relations."

"In these active organizations, the relationships between each other aren’t as complicated as before," said Huang Qiangmin, who spent several days in Luo Jin City. More time was utilized to understand the case rather than internal affairs, so he wasn’t too optimistic about Liu Jinghui’s judgment.

As a provincial expert, Liu Jinghui frequently supported county-level criminal police teams, and hearing Huang Qiangmin’s opinions brought a sense of familiarity to him.

The opinion of local detectives like Huang Qiangmin is typically a double-edged sword. On one hand, they have their limitations, like how farmers in arid regions have never seen plum rain weather and wouldn’t consider carrying an umbrella. On the other hand, it’s pointless for outside experts to worry about plum rain in a dry region; their logic would be lacking something.

Further elaborating, whether girls in arid regions would carry umbrellas when going out — in practice, many do, not for rain protection but to block ultraviolet rays and prevent sunburn or tanning. freewebnσvel.cøm

For a homicide case, careful deliberation and reconsideration are indispensable.

Liu Jinghui didn’t rush. He waited until he finished an entire cigarette before lighting a new one, leaving it burning without taking a puff, then said, "Since his teens, Zhang Lei mingled on the streets. The leaders he followed back then have been executed twice over. From this perspective, Zhang Lei’s life is essentially street life, life within the Black Society."

Liu Jinghui flicked imaginary ash, "Zhang Lei’s murder with no leaks actually confirms that it isn’t due to personal matters. For someone like him, what life problems couldn’t he share with his street brothers? He could vividly describe even the positions used last night. It’s only work matters or issues in the underworld that could..."

"Having an affair with the boss’s wife." Liu Wenkai had been quietly listening, rubbing his eyes, and interjected with a single sentence that disrupted Liu Jinghui’s logic.

Liu Jinghui was stunned for a while, finished another cigarette powerlessly, and admitted, "You have a point too..."