The Forensic Doctor Better Than a Detective-Chapter 268 - 175: Searching for a Breakthrough!

But!

Information about the suspect is still uncharted territory.

After all, only now has a criminal suspect come to light.

After a brief contemplation, Jiang An said in a deep voice, "Mr. Zhao, I have a suggestion."

Mr. Zhao took a drag of his cigarette and casually replied, "Please, go ahead."

"In this case, we know the murderer’s motive is robbery."

"Moreover, there were indeed valuables missing from the victim’s house, and the amount is quite substantial."

"After committing the crime, the suspect would inevitably squander or use these funds."

"I believe we can use this clue to investigate."

Initially crouching on the ground smoking, Mr. Zhao’s eyes suddenly lit up.

He quickly stood up, clapped his hands, and said excitedly, "Precisely! This is truly a great idea."

"We can thoroughly investigate Wang Chuang’s personal expenses before and after the incident to substantiate his criminal suspicion."

Instantly, Mr. Zhao raised his thumb, "Mr. Jiang, once again you’ve proposed a timely strategy, I’m impressed!"

He quickly glanced at the interrogation room, "Let this young man stew for a bit while I sort out his financial situation."

With those words, Mr. Zhao walked out.

Meanwhile, Jiang An continued pondering the entire Crime Scene in his mind.

Suddenly, a question surfaced in his heart.

From the distribution of livor mortis, the killer must have returned to the scene and moved the body.

Why would the killer rearrange the body?

After a long contemplation, Jiang An had a bold idea.

Could it be that they were searching for something?

Perhaps the killer dropped something at the scene?

If it’s still there...

Pursuing this train of thought, Jiang An felt a slight tremor in his heart, as if he had discovered a new direction.

He decided to return to the death scene once more.

Just as he was turning away, Zhang Yean and Wan approached.

Glancing at Jiang An, Zhang Yean asked, "Was the interrogation smooth?"

"Not smooth!"

Wan chuckled and said, "But I didn’t see any signs of trouble on your face."

"Are you pulling our leg?"

"Senior sister, senior brother, suspect Wang Chuang doesn’t confess, we have to find more evidence."

"More evidence?"

"Exactly!"

Zhang Yean blinked and asked, "Where will you find it?"

"At the primary death scene!"

"Back to the scene again?"

Wan was shocked.

This is not the first time they’ve revisited the original scene.

Jiang An said solemnly, "This time the purpose is different!"

"Junior brother, what is the purpose this time?"

"To find things at the death scene that don’t belong to the victim!"

After speaking, Jiang An promptly turned and left.

"Things at the death scene not belonging to the victim?"

Wan pondered over this sentence for a long time.

He muttered to himself, "Does this sound strange?"

"The primary death scene is at the victim’s home, aren’t all the items supposed to belong to the deceased?"

A minute later, Wan suddenly realized, "Oh my! We’ve been going in circles, ultimately searching for the killer’s belongings."

Wan darted his eyes up and saw Jiang An and Zhang Yean were already far away.

"Hey, hey, hey, wait for me."

At the same time.

Mr. Zhao led a group to Wang Chuang’s house.

After getting out of the car, Mr. Zhao saw two tiled cottages, accompanied by a fence made of tree branches.

Standing at the doorway, Mr. Zhao asked, "Is anyone there?"

"Is anyone there?"

An elderly man with white hair came out.

"Who are you looking for?"

Mr. Zhao immediately showed his identification, "We are detectives from Han City CID."

"Police?"

The old man looked around behind them and said, "My wife is accompanying our grandson to the police station, aren’t they back yet?"

The accompanying officers looked at each other, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.

Then, Mr. Zhao softly said, "Ma’am, we want to give Wang Chuang a fair chance, so we’ve come to investigate."

The elderly man immediately opened the door, "Come in!"

The old man said, "Wang Chuang had a tough childhood; his parents divorced, his father always worked away, and we mostly raised him ourselves."

"Though he was mischievous at school with poor grades, he’s very filial."

"Last month, he even spent money to buy me a phone, such a devoted child."

At this moment, Mr. Zhao suddenly paused.

The phone is not cheap, even an elderly phone, for a student, is no small amount.

"Ma’am, Wang Chuang is still a student, where did he get money to buy your phone?"

The elderly person stopped walking and turned to answer, "He told me he was assisting the boss in the supermarket with stocking after school, making some pocket money."

As soon as she finished speaking, she shook her head helplessly.

"Really hard for that child."

"Ma’am, is the phone packaging still available?"

The elderly person nodded, "Yes!"

Soon, Mr. Zhao and his team followed the old man inside.

The dimly constricted environment seemed somewhat oppressive.

Items were casually placed all around indoors.

Judging from the furniture, the household income appeared relatively low.

After a minute, the elderly person emerged with a green paper tote bag.

"Officers, this is the bag I carried the phone in."

Mr. Zhao took it and glanced over.

The bag prominently stated "City North Digital Communication Specialty Store."

Immediately, he turned around and handed it to the officer behind him.

"Ma’am, can you tell me which room is Wang Chuang’s?"

The old man raised up her hand to point, "That would be the inner room."

Mr. Zhao nodded, "Let’s have a look."

Arriving at the bedroom door, Mr. Zhao was suddenly startled.

He noticed many martial arts and boxing training posters on the walls inside.

The accompanying officer was surprised, "Is he aiming to become a martial arts master?"

Mr. Zhao sighed, "I guess this kid has a strong ego, being a left-behind child, diligently practicing boxing is also for self-defense."

Then, Mr. Zhao entered, fixing his gaze on the stool beside the bed.

He saw four shoe boxes and two athletic apparel tote bags.

Mr. Zhao walked over, bent down, and picked up a box to look.

These boxes and bags appeared quite new, suggesting they were recently purchased.

Seeing this, Mr. Zhao had already made a conclusion.

Not long ago, Wang Chuang must have come into a sizeable sum of money.

After examining the interior a bit, Mr. Zhao walked out.

"Ma’am, were the shoes and clothes indoors also bought recently?"

The elderly person nodded, "Exactly! I remember they were brought back alongside the phone."

Mr. Zhao nodded and asked, "Does Wang Chuang have a bank card?"

"Yes!"

"Which bank?"

The elderly person replied, "Founders Bank; Wang Chuang’s father deposits his living expenses into it every month."

Surveying around once more, he said solemnly, "Thank you for cooperating!"

Subsequently, the elderly person saw Mr. Zhao’s team out the door. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

As Mr. Zhao’s team approached the patrol car, the old man asked, "Excuse me, officers, when will my grandson and spouse return?"

"I’ve already cooked, waiting for them to return for dinner."

Mr. Zhao sighed and said, "As long as they’re innocent, they’ll be back soon."

At that moment.

Jiang An, Zhang Yean, and Wan drove back to the primary Crime Scene.

After alighting, the three lifted the police tape and ducked into the scene.

Once inside the courtyard, the three donned latex surgical gloves.

Zhang Yean looked around and asked, "Junior brother, where should we start?"

Jiang An said gravely, "Start from underfoot and proceed step by step, closely tracking the suspect’s movements within."

Wan contemplated for a moment and asked, "There are many things in this home, do we have specific targets for our search?"

"Specific targets?"

After much thought, Jiang An answered, "The suspect is likely a student, I believe we should prioritize items related to students."

"Moreover, this item should be either valuable or possess certain identifying attributes."