Chapter 10: The Murder Case Cracked!

  I said a lot of things, and I was also guessing blindly. The first person to come in didn't have a mobile phone or any communication device, probably to prevent being discovered by us if something went wrong, so he didn't bring one. This shows that he made sufficient preparations beforehand, but it's strange that he brought a red cloth with him? If we fell for their trick, one person wouldn't be able to handle the bodies of six people, so there must be backup support. The red cloth was probably their way of sending signals. Since they were using such a primitive method of communication, the backup team shouldn't be too far away. I tried waving the red cloth at the stairwell entrance, and unexpectedly it worked, haha. As for the driver, it's relatively simple - this house is so big, what kind of intercom would you use? It must be used to communicate with people outside.

  Jiang Nan didn't seem to mind my nagging this time, and listened with great interest. Just as he was speaking, Yang Chao's voice came from the intercom: He had already settled the driver and was now driving the car over. Let's put those guys in bags and take them away.

  Xin Xiaoxin washed his hands, shaking off the water as he walked over and said that Li Yubo's room had been taken care of, and it was basically impossible to tell that there had ever been any bloodstains.

  Everyone dispersed to gather their belongings and, along with the four people stuffed into bags, made several trips downstairs, dumping everything into the pickup truck's cargo bed.

  These five unlucky ones did not think that this time they would be calculating with good intentions but end up being careless, and thus lose their lives.

  Everyone was thinking about where to go next, and Jiang Nan hesitated for a while before saying that his parents had two houses in Jinshan, one of which was empty, and it was his wedding house. They could go there tonight and make do with it for the time being.

  The influence of the typhoon seems to have spread over, and it's raining non-stop. On the road, we met a Baozi shop, and under Zhao Chen's weak and hungry cries, Xin Xiaoxin ran out in the rain to buy a bunch of meat buns and shared them with everyone to fill their stomachs.

  It wasn't long before they arrived at Jiang Nan's marital home, a three-story small villa. Jiang Nan said that this couldn't be considered a villa, it was just built on the house site. In fact, building a house, materials are very cheap and of good quality, now most of the housing prices are land costs, various marketing expenses and developer profits, the house is not good quality, but the price is high, really not worth it.

  Xin Xiao Xin first sighed and said, "Jiang Nan, you have such a big house, but I had to run around looking for a place to rent. You're really not being loyal." Then he continued to sigh and say, "The cost of this land is really depressing. This land originally belonged to us, didn't it? Now everywhere is desperately selling land, but they still say it's rented to us, only with the right to use, without even ownership. In 70 years, it will be taken back, what kind of thing is this?"

  I laughed and said, what's the big deal, in more than four months, PetroChina will be back to A-share listing. Is the oil still ours? They'll dig it out anyway, let us pay for it? Not only that, but also take our oil as assets, take our money as profit, and go to the stock market to swindle us again. Many things are hard to explain.

  Of course, at that time I didn't know that the stock price of China Petroleum would drop from 48 yuan to 7 yuan after listing, trapping all the small investors who had rushed to buy new stocks on the mountain. It was really worth it before listing, and even Warren Buffett was brought out to tout how valuable this stock was. In fact, these news were just a gimmick created by some people who had already held China Petroleum's stock at low prices before its listing, wanting to sell it to poor small investors at high prices.

  Good and poor people are always so easy to cheat. From some expensive Chinese medicine to some ancestral ointment, from some capsules to some partners, from some qigong to some stocks, the core is that people with money and propaganda channels are making money in the hands of those who don't have much money, leading to the poor becoming poorer. Every time I think of this, I can't help but clench my fists and sigh, wishing I could be the wise eyes for every kind person, letting them see through the chaos of this world.

  In addition, regarding Jiang Nan's concealment of his family property, I think it is reasonable - although he has devoted himself to the organization, he should not have involved his family and property. Now that Jiang Nan is willing to contribute this house, it is equivalent to involving his family in this storm, which is already very difficult.

  After allocating the rooms, I threw the five unlucky eggs into the basement. I called Leng Kong and mainly said three things: 1. Tomorrow when the boat arrives, find someone to drive the pickup truck back to the city, and hand over the four killers along with a driver for you to interrogate, see if we can get anything out of them. If they were also the ones who opened fire on me, Mingying, and Li Yubo that night, it would be a great relief; 2. In my house's drawer, there is a plastic sealed bag containing some gas, go test what kind of gas it is; 3. Take that piece of peach blossom paper in your hand, apply some oil to see if there are any other clues on it, so as not to miss any leads.

  Lingkong said it was no problem and would instruct them to do so soon. Then he asked about our progress. Upon hearing that we had already confirmed the location of Xi Shi's tomb, Lingkong spoke a set of official words, which translated into CCTV News language is: "I extend my heartfelt congratulations and warm regards to you, hoping you will continue to work hard and make due contributions to the great cause."

  After hanging up the phone, Mingying came to the room again and said she wanted to take me for a walk by the sea.

  I'm right, aren't you? You're not going to drag me out to gaze at the stars and pour our hearts out about life, are you? It's a typhoon outside, spare me, just say what's on your mind, don't be polite.

  Mingying asked me if I saw those body bags this afternoon, why did you change your expression, are you thinking of retreating?

  She probably said that without knowing I had undergone a spiritual baptism at the Temple of Longevity, and my faith and courage were already firm. She thought I was afraid of death again. I smiled and said it wasn't, but rather the number of bags made me very annoyed.

  She didn't understand and asked me what was going on.

  I sighed and let her sit down, listening to me slowly tell her.

  First of all, how did the enemy know our whereabouts?

  There are only two possibilities, one is that you were tailed when you took action during the day. Two is that there is a mole among us. From the perspective of possibility, the "we" mentioned here also includes the driver who brought us. Anyone involved is suspicious.

  Mingying asked me if there was a specific suspect for the mole, was it Xin Xiaoxin?

  I shook my head and said, "I believe in the ability of your organization's reviewers. If there is a mole, I suspect Li Yubo first."

  Mingying was shocked and said, "How can you suspect a dead person? His father was also killed by the organization, they have an irreconcilable feud!"

  I stared at Mingying and asked if your organization was certain that his father was dead?

  Mingying said there was a video uploaded, which showed his father being shot and killed by someone in a room.

  I shook my head and said that in TV dramas, people die from gunshots every day. Which of those actors really died? With a blood pack and a prop gun that emits smoke, it's easy to fake. I guessed that his dad wasn't dead at all, but was kidnapped, and under the enemy's threat, he had no choice but to become their mole.

  Mingying said you have to have evidence for your guesses. How do you explain what happened that night when the three of us were ambushed?

  I turned to ask Mingying, how did you know that the person who fired at the door was actually thinking of using the gun to force us three to surrender and then rob the painting, and capture us two alive? If we were all captured and separated, how would you know if Li Yubo was an insider or not? The person who opened fire, encountering our resistance, got anxious to grab the painting and started having murderous intentions, which is also possible. If Li Yubo wasn't an insider, unless your car had already been exposed to the enemy, how else would it have been destroyed with its brakes cut off for no reason?

  Mingying asked: "You mean Li Yubo didn't die at all? What exactly do you know? Spit it out."

  I sighed and said, "The reason I'm so suspicious is mainly because the murder in that secret room was too fishy. The body has disappeared, don't you think it's strange?"

  Mingying seemed to realize something, but was uncertain, and just let me continue speaking.

  I sat up straight, saying word by word: "The key lies in the murderer's purpose. If this is a homicide case, what was the murderer's goal? If it was just to kill Li Yubo, there was no need to go to the trouble of taking his body away. If they wanted to take him away for questioning, knocking him out or using anesthesia would have been enough, why make such a bloody mess? With so much blood shed, the person is definitely dead, what's the point of asking? If they both wanted to kill him and move the body to prevent us from discovering it, then isn't all this blood on the ground just a case of 'this place has no silver three hundred taels'?"

  Mingying was stunned on the spot and didn't come back to her senses until after a long while, saying: "I really hadn't thought about the killer's purpose. So...".

  I nodded and said, "Just based on this point alone, I can determine that this is not a murder case, but rather a deliberately fabricated murder scene. Think about it, murder is not a trivial matter. As long as it's not an impulsive killing, the perpetrator will generally have sufficient motive and planning before taking action. So by combining the purpose and behavior, it's easy to find the loopholes."

  Ming Ying said: "I thought the body was thrown down from upstairs."

  "I said, 'Because you weren't there at the time, so you don't know: when I followed those people downstairs to check, on the grass below Li Yu Bo's window, there were indeed bloodstains. But what I saw was a complete dandelion. If the body had been thrown from upstairs, this dandelion would have been blown away by the airflow of the falling body.'"

  Mingying interrupted me and said: "No wonder I mentioned Xin Xiaoxin or Jiang Nan, you didn't take it seriously at all. You never suspected them in the first place?"

  I nodded and said, "Also, the big door that couldn't be pulled up from the outside because of a broken lock tongue further explained everything to me: Jiang Nan went out to buy cigarettes when Yang Tuo was taking a bath. Since Xin Xiaoqin knew Jiang Nan had gone out, he also knew that the big door couldn't be locked from the outside (ps: because it was his rental house), so he would definitely go and lock the big door after Jiang Nan left. But when I went to look again, the big door was open. This means that before Jiang Nan came back, someone else had gone out, and this person also couldn't lock the big door from the outside."

  Ming Yingdao said, "You deliberately turned the door handle to confirm that the gate was not closed? But... Xin Xiaoxin has been in the living room all along. How did Li Yubo know when he went out without being seen by him?"

  I smiled and said, "When I came out of Li Yu Bo's room, Xin Xiao Xian told me that Jiang Nan and Yang Chao had already finished bathing, and asked me to go wash. After I finished washing, he went to wash. Li Yu Bo heard this conversation, and from time to time looked through the door gap, so naturally she could confirm when Xin Xiao Xian went to take a bath, not in the living room. Besides, you said before that only Xin Xiao Xian knew whether Li Yu Bo's door was really locked or not, but I also know. Because when I came out of Li Yu Bo's room, I turned the lock, and it clicked open, indicating that it had been locked before."

  Mingying nodded and said, "This door lock only needs to press the lock head from the inside and bring the door with it, then it will be locked."

  My heart says nonsense, which lock on the door is not like this, otherwise it's still called a lock? But these words were held back and didn't come out.

  I didn't expect Mingying to suddenly look at me with a strange expression, speeding up her speech: "There's something that doesn't add up! If Xin Xiaoxin isn't the murderer either, then who made that blood-curdling scream? It sounded just like Li Yubo's own voice! According to your account, he wasn't even in the room at that time!"