Star City Detective K

"You mean this furniture?" After hearing Zhan Qingyun's purpose of flipping through the photo album, Lu Yuan really couldn't understand why this person was obsessed with the removed furniture, so he shrugged and explained to Zhan Qingyun, "There is no need to flip through the photo album, we I asked Xiaoyuan... Oh, Uncle Xu's daughter, you know. She said it was a big conference table. It was eliminated by the Drug Enforcement Administration office and was supposed to be thrown away. Uncle Xu took it back after seeing it as a pity. Then put it against the wall to place all kinds of sundries, photos for group photos, and various honorary certificates and medals. Xu Yuan said that she didn't know when this table was moved. The desk was still there when she came over two days ago." Zhan Qingyun nodded, and looked at the bookshelf again.

"Don't you think... there are a lot of debris on this bookshelf?" Zhan Qingyun stood up, carefully checked the debris on the shelf partition, and turned to ask Lu Yuan.

"That's true... There are two or three things on each floor, so it will be troublesome to get the books." Lu Yuan leaned over to read with him.

"And they are all photos and certificates of honor." Zhan Qingyun took a closer look, "There are also a few medals and small ornaments, without any traces. It doesn't look like they have been placed here for a long time. I'm afraid they were placed there before." on a table."

"Why are you always obsessed with this table?" Lu Yuan finally couldn't help asking him, "What happened to the table?"

"Old Lu..." Zhan Qingyun turned his back, leaned on the bookshelf, and said slowly, "Do you remember that when we graduated from the police academy, Uncle Xu won a big award, and the pacesetter in the anti-drug team was still Pioneers... We also participated in the awards ceremony at that time. There was a big trophy, golden, with sharp edges and corners, and it was quite heavy. I remember that after Uncle Xu stepped down, he gestured to the two of us twice, saying that in the future If you make a mistake again, beat us with this... Do you have any impression?"

"Yes...that's what happened." Lu Yuan frowned slightly, "At that time, the TV station had people coming, I remember...the trophy was quite conspicuous, at least one foot high." The two looked back at the same time Bookshelf - not a single trophy on it.Lu Yuan and Zhan Qingyun scanned the entire apartment again, but still found nothing.

"It looks like," Zhan Qingyun finally stood where the table was before, and spread his hands to Lu Yuan, "We probably found the murder weapon."

"Well. The autopsy also showed that the injury was caused by a sharp object hitting the head, and the distribution of the blood extracted by the luminol reagent also conforms to this inference." Lu Yuan paced around the room in a small area, "But wait a minute... In that case, this table...?" Zhan Qingyun folded his arms and pursed his lips slightly.

"What if the murderer put the blood-stained trophy back on the table after committing the crime? The blood stains left on the table will be in the shape of the base of the trophy, and it is easy to identify the murder weapon. It is because of this that the table is also disposed of Drop it." Zhan Qingyun said.

"No, wait a moment... What's the use of judging the murder weapon? The murderer took the murder weapon away. You don't think he hasn't disposed of the murder weapon yet, do you?"

"No." Zhan Qingyun smiled, "Think about it, if you broke into a house and planned to kill a stranger, what would you choose from his house as the murder weapon?" Lu Yuan looked around the room.

"Uh. Knives in the kitchen, hammers, pliers, saws in the toolbox, whetstones, ashtrays... In short, those that look very lethal?" Zhan Qingyun smiled at him.

"Look, you would never think of choosing a trophy on the table. Because this weapon is too unfamiliar to you." Zhan Qingyun spread his hands.

"You don't know how sharp the corners of the trophy are, and you don't know that among a pile of medals and ornaments, only it is heavy enough to kill people-normal logic would choose familiar utensils, such as you just said, knives or Hammer. So, this murderer didn’t touch any utensils in the kitchen or the toolbox, so he just chose...a trophy?” Lu Yuan bit his lower lip, then turned his head to look at the two steel bars that had been cut open But did not touch the anti-theft guardrail of any flowerpot.

"Because the murderer knows that this thing is heavy, with sharp edges, and can be used to commit crimes... The murderer is very familiar with this trophy. In other words... this room is no stranger to the murderer, and he can find the most convenient tool nearby... ..."

"That's right, compared to things that can be explained by 'coincidence' and 'caution' like 'not touching the flower pot' or 'choosing the time when the neighbor works the night shift', it is absolutely possible to choose a trophy as the murder weapon." Confirmed 'acquaintance' - the murderer is taking away the murder weapon and disposing of the blood-stained table."

"However, where can the murderer deal with it? With such a large table, or the hole cut from the anti-theft guardrail? It is even more impossible to climb over the wall. We have gone through the surveillance for a few days after the incident. It is impossible for anyone to We didn't notice taking a table out." Zhan Qingyun paused, turned his head and looked around the room twice, and took a deep breath. "I have an idea,"

"You call the team and ask them to send a small team of tracers over. Ask the rest of the people to check the surveillance. Three days before the incident, all of them will be checked." Zhan Qingyun ordered.

"Then remove the bedding and sofa cushions, including the storage space under the bed board, and spray them with luminol." Zhan Qingyun directed.

"The bed board and the sofa base?" A young police officer led the Criminal Investigation Technology Brigade. He looked at Zhan Qingyun incredulously, and clearly expressed the meaning of "Are you crazy" with his expression.

"If you are told to go, you can go, where there are so many words." Lu Yuan waved his hand.

Zhan Qingyun shrugged, turned into the study by himself, and went to look through the photo albums.

"Old Lu," Zhan Qingyun didn't look up, frowning and condemning him while flipping through the photos, "Can you calm down for a while, you are so noisy." Lu Yuan came in after Zhan Qingyun, opening and closing drawers without doing anything, they I had turned over the drawers before, and there was really nothing to find. "Why are you so hypocritical, you have to keep quiet while looking at a photo?" Zhan Qingyun ignored Lu Yuan, knowing that the trace inspectors who were collecting evidence outside suddenly exclaimed.

Zhan Qingyun immediately put down the photo album and returned to the bedroom. Except for the piles of clothes and bedding on the floor, the bed board had been lifted up to reveal the storage space below.Several people from the mark were lying on the side of the bed, looking inside like looking at a rare species.

Zhan Qingyun stepped over the sundries on the ground a few steps, followed to see that the bottom board under the storage box in the bed was a dark red wood that didn't fit in - the bottom board of the single bed of the same style in the second bedroom was light-colored walnut wood Made of strips, this "bottom plate" is quite strange - Zhan Qingyun touched it through the glove, and it feels rough to the touch, with obvious texture.The luminol reagent gave off a faint blue light under the ultraviolet lamp, and a square ten centimeters square appeared on the bed board, with very obvious edges and corners—that was the blood stain that had penetrated into the wood grain.

"..." Lu Yuan remained silent.

"Look at this. Compared with the size of the bed, the length and width of this board are obviously not enough, the gap here can fit a fist."

"So, this board is the 'disappeared table'. Where did the original bed floor go?" Lu Yuan wondered, Zhan Qingyun turned his head to look at the anti-theft guardrail with two steel bars cut off, and then looked at Looking at the dismantled bed, he pursed his lips and smiled.

"Go and investigate the surveillance before the incident, you should know after the surveillance." Zhan Qingyun patted Lu Yuan on the shoulder and said.

After Zhan Qingyun left the scene of the crime, he stood by the car door and thought for a while. Instead of going home, he drove through most of the city and went straight to the Xingcheng Police Academy - where he and Bai Yan's alma mater was, and where Xu Zhicheng graduated .

While waiting for the red light, Zhan Qingyun took out the photo from his jacket and glanced at it for a while.The young man holding the young Xu Yuan had a sharp expression, and his shirt sleeves were half rolled up, revealing his muscular arms.Zhan Qingyun's gaze rested on the young man's chest, where there was a faintly visible badge. Although the outline was blurred in the black and white photo, according to the position and shape - it was a police badge from the Drug Enforcement Administration.

When Xu Yuan was about one year old, Xu Zhicheng was only in his 20s, the same age as the young man in the photo.At that time, the Star City Drug Enforcement Agency was the direct counterpart of the Star City Police Academy, and most of the officers of the Drug Enforcement Agency came from the Star City Police Academy.

Zhan Qingyun didn't believe that he couldn't find this one - a person who was almost carved out of Bai Yan's mold.

"Everything between these two rows is there, you can find it yourself." The teacher who manages the archives directly led Zhan Qingyun to the library's dense stack, and wrote two rows of bookshelf codes to him, "Here probably has what you want. Information about graduates from 30 to [-] years ago."

The narrow and dense library is dark and cramped, and the lighting is all based on the incandescent lamp above the head, plus the mobile phone screen.There is nothing to remind time, silence, focus... Soon, Zhan Qingyun's sense of time is blurred.Knowing that Zhan Qingyun gradually felt sleepy and his attention began to diverge, he realized that he had been here for a long time.

"Let's go eat something after finishing this book..." Zhan Qingyun rubbed his face while thinking to stay awake, and then turned over a page of the graduate materials in his hand.Then he stopped suddenly—the student number on this page was not connected to the previous page—there was a number between the two pages, and there should be one of them.

Zhan Qingyun became excited and realized that he was about to touch the threshold of the truth.He hastily copied down this page of graduate information on a piece of paper—department class and graduation year, then turned his head to the shelf where the video materials were stored, and pulled out the graduation photos left at that time—it was still a black and white photo, everyone’s The faces all seemed distant and blurred.

Then, Zhan Qingyun was still very relaxed... and found the young man who looked like Bai Yan from the group photo of hundreds of people.They are really too similar, except that Bai Yan looks a little thinner, the eyebrows, eyes and faces of the two are almost carved out of the same mold.

Zhan Qingyun took a deep breath and forced himself to remain calm.He took out his mobile phone, first took a careful photo of this graduation photo, then carefully took out the photo and flipped through it, and found the young man's name on the back of the photo——Bai Chuan.