coobybook Chapter 392 Uninvited
Chapter 392 Uninvited
In the slightly depressing office of the Criminal Investigation Brigade of the G City Public Security Bureau, pale lights sprinkled weakly in every corner, and the wall clock made a dull ticking sound, as if counting down for this difficult case investigation.
The members of the criminal investigation team sat around Qian Zhanyong's desk. The atmosphere was so heavy that it made people breathless. Everyone's face was filled with fatigue and anxiety. They were focusing on Zhu Huimin's bizarre dormitory death case, trying to find the truth from the fog.
Luo Jinxi stood straight, her hands folded in front of her. Her eyes were firm and sharp as she began to report in an orderly manner:
"Yesterday, Zhang Zhekun and I conducted a detailed investigation at the garment factory. After unremitting efforts, we identified three men who had direct contact with Zhu Huimin.
The three people are Deputy Factory Director Zhao, Accountant Dong Jiahui, and Zhou Nan from the Sales Department. "
When mentioning Deputy Director Zhao, Luo Jinxi frowned slightly and continued, "Deputy Director Zhao once had a fierce argument with Zhu Huimin over housing allocation.
According to Deputy Factory Director Zhao, Zhu Huimin has worked hard in the factory for more than eight years and according to the factory's policy, she should enjoy housing allocation.
But the factory is currently facing difficulties in cash flow, so the housing allocation for Zhu Huimin can only be put on hold temporarily. However, from his words and expression, I feel that he still feels a little guilty about this matter. "
Then, Luo Jinxi talked about Dong Jiahui: "Dong Jiahui was the one who found Zhu Huimin dead in the dormitory and called the police.
Previously, Zhu Huimin asked Dong Jiahui for an advance on her salary because she needed money urgently for her brother's wedding. Dong Jiahui agreed to her request after consulting with Director Wang.
From this point of view, Dong Jiahui seemed to be particularly caring towards Zhu Huimin. However, when we talked to him, he was evasive at first, as if he had something to hide.
Later, his wife suddenly called and asked him to sign the divorce papers. At that moment, his face turned pale instantly, probably because of Zhu Huimin's death, which put him in a dilemma.
Originally, Dong Jiahui did not want to tell the truth about his relationship with Zhu Huimin, but the phone call from his wife forced him to talk about his past relationship with Zhu Huimin, until he confessed that they had been in a secret relationship for five years.
However, my experience over the years has taught me that despite all this, Dong Jiahui still has reservations, and my intuition tells me that his story is far from as simple as he confessed. "
Speaking of Zhou Nan, Luo Jinxi's tone revealed a hint of regret: "It's a pity that we didn't get to see Zhou Nan yesterday.
When I went to his dormitory to ask about it, his roommate only said that he was on a business trip, but no one knew where he had gone.
Moreover, there seems to be some correlation between Zhou Nan's business trip time and Zhu Huimin's death time. Now, we can only wait for the autopsy report to come out, and perhaps everything will be clear. "
The office was silent, and the heavy atmosphere was like a dark cloud, hanging over the hearts of every member.
At this moment, a series of rapid knocks on the door broke the oppression. Qian Zhanyong raised his head and responded in a steady voice: "Come in."
Pei Huiping pushed open the door, his steps hurried and his expression solemn. Seeing this, Qian Zhanyong immediately turned aside and asked, "What was the result?"
Pei Huiping walked over quickly, glanced at every team member present, cleared his throat, and began to explain: "After a comprehensive and detailed autopsy, Zhu Huimin's cause of death was not a heart attack as initially inferred."
He picked up the laser pointer on the table and pointed it at the projection on the wall, which was the autopsy photo of Zhu Huimin's body:
“First, in the chest area, we found multiple subcutaneous hematomas that were irregularly distributed, extending from the left side of the sternum to under the right breast. The largest hematoma was about 4x5 cm in size.
Through the analysis of the color, hardness and microscopic tissue morphology of the bruises, it was found that these bruises were formed by strong external pressure within 1-3 hours before the death of the deceased, and the tool that caused the injury was most likely the palm of the hand or a blunt object.
Pei Huiping switched to the next photo and pointed to the jaw of the deceased: "There are obvious strangulation marks on the jaw, which are manifested as epidermal peeling and subcutaneous bleeding. The width of the strangulation mark is about 2-3 cm, which is consistent with the width of an adult male's finger.
Judging from the depth and distribution of the strangulation marks, it was caused by double-handed strangulation from the front, but the force and duration were not enough to cause death from suffocation. "
Then, he pulled up a CT scan of the brain: "There was a contusion at the back of the deceased's head, the wound was about 3-4 centimeters long, with irregular edges, and accompanied by swelling and bleeding of the surrounding tissues.
Through the analysis of wound morphology and skull fracture, it was found that the injury was caused by external impact, and the impactor may be a hard object with certain edges and corners, such as a table corner, window sill edge, etc.
But the injury was not fatal, it just caused a brief coma or loss of consciousness.”
Pei Huiping's expression became more serious, and his tone became heavy: "The most important thing is that after in-depth testing of the heart, nerve tissue and skin surface, Zhu Huimin's real cause of death was that the current passed through the body and caused ventricular fibrillation, which eventually led to cardiac arrest.
We found electric current spots on the index finger of the deceased's right hand and the palm of his left hand. They were grayish-white and circular, about 0.5-1 cm in diameter, with a sunken center and raised edges. These were typical traces of electric current entry and exit.
Moreover, through a detailed investigation of the circuits and electrical equipment at the crime scene, we ruled out the possibility of leakage from a charging mobile phone on the bed. This was clearly a fake scene by the murderer.”
"What? Then don't we have to re-investigate the scene?" Zhang Zhekun couldn't help but swear. His face was full of regret and helplessness, and he slammed his fist on the table.
However, before everyone could recover from the new news, the door was knocked again. Qian Zhanyong frowned and raised his voice and said, "Come in."
A female police officer at the information desk hurried in, stood at attention and said, "Captain Qian, there is a man named Zhou Nan who has come forward to surrender."
"Zhou Nan?" Qian Zhanyong and Zhang Zhekun stood up almost at the same time. They looked at each other with surprise and confusion in their eyes, and then looked at the policewoman. Luo Jinxi stood behind them and muttered softly, "Come here uninvited."
Qian Zhanyong's expression froze, and he said decisively: "Luo Jinxi, Zhang Zhekun, let's go to the interrogation room and talk."
After that, the three of them followed the policewoman to the interrogation room at a brisk pace. Their figures seemed particularly determined in the dim corridor, as if they were about to uncover the truth behind the thick fog...
Qian Zhanyong raised his hand and steadily pushed open the door of the interrogation room. The light in the room was dim, and a slender figure came into view.
The young man was about 180 cm tall, with a posture as straight as a pine tree. The well-tailored suit perfectly outlined his figure, and the straight lines made him look more imposing.
He has a handsome face with clear features, and his deep eyes reveal a complex look. At first glance, he exudes a heroic spirit that can accomplish great things.
Qian Zhanyong, Luo Jinxi and Zhang Zhekun came in one after another and sat down at the table.
Qian Zhanyong looked calm but his eyes were sharp as torches. He asked, "Are you Zhou Nan? Please sit down!" His voice was deep and powerful, echoing softly in the interrogation room.
Zhou Nan sat down slowly, nodded slightly, and replied: "Yes, I am Zhou Nan." There was an imperceptible tremor in his tone.
Qian Zhanyong folded his hands and placed them on the table, then continued, "You are here to surrender, so tell me in detail. Where are you from? How old are you? When was the last time you saw Zhu Huimin?"
Zhou Nan took a deep breath, a bitter look appeared on his face, as if he had swallowed endless sorrow: "Zhu Huimin and I are from the same hometown, both from Xiwagou Town. My family is from Yaotou Village, and hers is from Wagang Village."
He paused, coughed lightly, calmed down, and continued, "I am 31 years old, I studied economics in college, after graduation I ran around looking for a job, but I hit a wall everywhere, and I had no place to display my ambitions.
In April, I came to G City and had a meal in a restaurant. Who would have thought that I lost my phone? When I paid the bill, I was embarrassed and blushed, standing in front of the cashier at a loss. "Zhou Nan's eyes drifted away, as if he had returned to that embarrassing moment.
"Coincidentally, Zhu Huimin and her sisters were eating at the table next to me. She saw my dilemma at a glance and generously helped me out.
Later, she learned about my situation and not only did she not laugh at me, she also enthusiastically helped me find a job in the sales department of a garment factory.
She strongly recommended me to Deputy Director Zhao, saying that I was young and knowledgeable and would definitely achieve something in the factory.
Deputy Director Zhao agreed to give me a one-month probation period, and that's how I got into the garment factory. " Recalling this experience, Zhou Nan's eyes flashed with warmth.
"A month passed in a flash, and I worked very hard, bringing unprecedented sales to the factory.
When I received my first salary and bonus, I was so excited that as soon as I left accountant Dong Jiahui's office, I ran to the workshop door, eagerly waiting for Zhu Huimin to get off work.
Seeing her walking out with her sisters, chatting and laughing, I hurried over to her, excitedly and nervously saying, "Sister Huimin, I got my salary. Thanks to your help, I want to invite you to the hotel for a meal to thank you very much."
The corners of her mouth turned up, revealing a gentle smile, and she readily agreed. "Zhou Nan's mouth turned up unconsciously, but soon, the smile was replaced by pain.
"Since then, we have been seeing each other more and more, and our hearts have grown closer and closer, and before we knew it, we were in a relationship between an older woman and a younger man.
She often came to my dormitory to find me. My roommates Ding Mao and others were very smart. Whenever they saw her coming, they would make an excuse that they had something to do and quickly avoid her, leaving us some space to be alone.
Just last week, she leaned in my arms and whispered that she didn't want to wander like this anymore and wanted to settle down here.
I was full of dreams for the future, so I agreed to her proposal right away and even planned to go back to my hometown to discuss it with my parents." Zhou Nan's voice choked up and his eyes turned red.
"But who could have thought that the accident would come so suddenly. That night, I ordered takeout and went to her dormitory happily, thinking of having a warm dinner with her.
The next day I went back to my hometown to discuss marriage and house buying with my parents. After dinner, we snuggled together and enjoyed the future.
As we were talking, the door was suddenly pushed open and Dong Jiahui rushed in. When he saw us, his face instantly turned livid, and without saying a word, he came up and pulled me out of bed.
Before I could react, I was punched in the face and fell backwards. The basin stand behind me was smashed to pieces, and water splashed everywhere. Zhou Nan clenched his fist unconsciously, and veins popped out on his forehead.
"When I was dizzy, I saw Dong Jiahui like crazy, holding Zhu Huimin's neck tightly with both hands, cursing, all kinds of dirty words such as 'fickle'.
Zhu Huimin struggled desperately, but he showed no intention of letting go and even pressed his knee against her chest viciously.
My head buzzed and I woke up instantly. I rushed over and pushed Dong Jiahui away with all my might.
But he was too strong, and he pushed me to the ground again, strangling my neck, and I felt like I was about to stop breathing. "
Zhou Nan's breathing became rapid, as if he was back in that thrilling night.
"Zhu Huimin stumbled over, crying and beating Dong Jiahui, wanting only to save me.
Dong Jiahui was annoyed by her beating, so he swung his arm and pushed her to the ground. Zhu Huimin's head hit the side of the cabinet hard, making a dull sound.
Seeing this, I didn't know where I got the strength from, I broke free from Dong Jiahui's control, rode on him, and punched him again and again, my heart was full of anger and worry about Zhu Huimin. "Zhou Nan's eyes were full of pain and regret.
"Just then, Zhu Huimin weakly shouted, 'Stop hitting Zhou Nan, and leave!' I turned around and saw Dong Jiahui lying on the ground, motionless for a long time.
I was shocked and scared, my mind went blank, and I stood up and rushed out." Zhou Nan finished speaking, holding his head with both hands, his body trembling slightly.
Luo Jinxi had been listening attentively, and couldn't help but ask, "When did this happen?"
Zhou Nan slowly raised his head, his eyes were already bloodshot, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I found out the night before Zhu Huimin died."
There was a brief silence in the interrogation room, with only Zhou Nan's suppressed sobs, as if mourning for the tragedy.