The Forensic Doctor Better Than a Detective-Chapter 391 - 234: Absolutely No More Unsolved Cases
"Given all the current signs, Wang Shantao is highly likely involved and is one of the culprits."
"Investigate along her emotional ties, we might uncover the hidden truth behind her, and identify the men entangled with her, letting the truth be exposed to the world."
Li Jian’s words made Mr. Ma nod continuously: "Yes, that’s a reliable line of thinking."
But suddenly, Mr. Ma’s expression turned grave.
"However, this case is urgent, be sure to act swiftly."
"This afternoon, provincial leaders are coming for an inspection and want to hear our homicide resolution report."
"Currently, there are still 10 unsolved cases in the city, this new case can’t add more chaos and become the 11th unsolved case."
"This case has been stuck in our department for years without a resolution."
"Now that there’s some clue, we cannot leave it unresolved, otherwise, the night sky of Jiangcheng would see another shadow."
Upon hearing this, Li Jian instantly felt pressure like a mountain.
These 10 murder cases, when he first started the job, impulsively, he often immersed himself in the document room, flipping through the sealed case files, full of expectation to find a breakthrough.
But despite numerous efforts, he eventually had to give up reluctantly.
At first glance, those case files seemed flawless.
There were no clues of the culprits, as if an invisible hand wiped away all traces.
Thinking of this, Li Jian quickly reassured: "Mr. Ma, rest assured!"
"As the captain of the investigation team, solving the homicide is my undeniable duty."
"Our entire investigation team is united, we definitely will strive with all our might, to quickly catch the real murderer and restore peace to Jiangcheng."
"Alright then, I say here, this case will not become the 11th unsolved case."
"Although we’ve identified Wang Shantao as the suspect, without solid evidence, the court won’t accept it, and we’re powerless."
Mr. Ma, worried, furrowed his brow even deeper.
Li Jian nodded heavily: "Yes, Mr. Ma, I understand this."
"Time is pressing, the person has been detained for 12 hours, in another 12 hours if we can’t present evidence, we’ll have to release her, and it will be difficult to apprehend her again."
Mr. Ma sighed deeply: "Indeed, you and I have a life-and-death friendship, we understand the difficulties here."
"Once you release her, catching her again is as challenging as climbing the sky, this killer might evade justice."
"Alright, go ahead with your work, I’ll wait here for your good news."
"I’ll personally handle the provincial supervision group, if I need anything, I’ll contact you."
"Okay then, I’ll focus on the investigation."
At the same time, Mr. Fu led a group, fiercely scrutinizing the surveillance footage.
Last night, they turned the surveillance upside down.
Eyes bloodshot, exhausted and red, they weren’t able to find any useful clues.
But everyone didn’t lose heart!
To track the mysterious black car’s movements.
They continuously narrowed the investigation radius, fingers tapping non-stop on keyboards, creating a clattering sound.
After an all-nighter, they managed to outline the car’s trajectory.
At this moment, Zhang’s eyes lit up, leaping from his chair like a hunter spotting prey.
He pointed at the tablet and shouted: "Mr. Fu, look, this car acts terribly strange, its activity is mainly in the north of Jiangcheng."
In the previous week, it hadn’t appeared in any surrounding surveillance, and after the incident, it disappeared without a trace.
"However, my instinct tells me it’s hiding in those downtown village corners."
"It didn’t appear before?"
A colleague asked.
Zhang shook his head, arms crossed.
He frowned as he recalled: "I thoroughly reviewed a week’s surveillance and truly didn’t notice it."
"After the incident, it sank like a stone in the sea, seemingly swallowed by darkness."
"Could it be a one-time-use car that’s been modified after the event?"
Someone raised another question.
"Can’t exclude this possibility!"
Mr. Fu said gravely.
"Car badge and logo were covered."
Zhang spread his hands, looking helpless as if this strange car had him overwhelmed.
Mr. Fu stared at the screen, stood up, hands in pockets, pondering for a long time.
"This matter is strange, was the car modified so thoroughly just to cover the murder act?"
"Or is the culprits’ profession and vehicle modification related?"
Zhang’s mind turned, probing: "Captain, are you suggesting the murderer might be a mechanic who specializes in tweaking cars?"
"This possibility exists, if they aren’t familiar with cars, how could they modify them so seamlessly?"
Mr. Fu concluded decisively, "Come on, let’s take a turn around the downtown village now."
"We might encounter that car and unveil a corner of its mysterious veil."
On the other side, a police car roared down the outskirts highway.
Mr. Qin led a group, driving to the suburban brick kiln factory.
8:20 in the morning, the big chimney was billowing white smoke.
The factory was up and running, and the roar of the machines seemed like the background noise of this bustling world.
At the gatehouse, Mr. Qin was the first to get out of the car, quickly walking to the window of the gatehouse.
She raised her hand to show her work ID.
"Hello, we are officers from the Jiangcheng Criminal Investigation Team, we have a case to investigate and need to speak with your manager."
The guard glanced at the ID and nodded immediately: "Officer, please wait a moment."
Mr. Qin turned her head and whispered: "Did you see that? Older folks actually have more respect for us police officers."
Two minutes later, a voice came from the gatehouse.
"The three officers, please head directly to Room 405 on the fourth floor, the manager is waiting there for you."
"Thanks."
Mr. Qin, Jiang An, and Zhang Yean left with big strides.
Five minutes later, in front of the door of Room 405.
Mr. Qin raised her hand and knocked.
"Knock, knock, knock..."
Mr. Qin opened the door and entered, a polite smile on her face.
"Hello, I am from the Jiangcheng Criminal Investigation Team, here today to understand the situation."
"Oh, officer, please have a seat."
The manager hurriedly got up and walked quickly to the coffee table.
He picked up the teapot and poured tea for the three of them, one by one.
Mr. Qin took the teacup: "No need to be polite, we can handle it ourselves."
Then she got to the point and asked: "How many employees are there in the factory now?"
The manager quickly answered: "105, 95 women and 10 men."
"What’s the age distribution?"
"Basically 30 to 50 years old."
"This place is remote, young people don’t like to come, older folks fear it’s too tiring, that’s the situation."
While talking, Jiang An noticed the promotional picture on the wall.
He casually asked: "Is the brick production here mechanized or manual labor?"
The manager explained: "Production relies on machines, transport is manual."
"Do employees wear work clothes when working?" Mr. Qin picked up the conversation.
"Of course, the brick factory is dusty, clothes wear out fast, and it’s easy to tear them during transport."
Mr. Qin’s eyes lit up and he asked: "Do they wear gloves?"
"Yes, we specially order burlap gloves, they’re very useful for protecting hands."
The manager said as he took out a pair of gloves from the nearby drawer and handed them to Jiang An.
Jiang An took the gloves and spread them open with both hands.
He examined them carefully, feeling pleased inside.
The pattern matched the fingerprints on the wooden stick at the crime scene, as if carved from the same mold.
"Manager, can you give me a pair of these gloves? We need them."
The manager was momentarily stunned, then generously waved his hand.
"No problem, they don’t cost much, it’s my duty to cooperate with the investigation."
Jiang An looked toward Mr. Qin, their eyes met, everything understood without words.
"Mr. Qin, I think it’s necessary to take these gloves back and compare them, they might be the key to solving the case."
Mr. Qin understood, glanced at the manager, and continued: "You must keep today’s visit confidential."
"Also, please provide a list of the factory’s employees, both current and former."
"Sure, no problem." The manager agreed readily.
Jiang An added one more question: "Have the factory’s employees always been the same? No changes?"
"There have been changes, occasionally someone resigns."
"Can we check employee records in the computer for the past few years?"
"Yes, after the system update, we have records for the past six years, both current and former employees, recorded very clearly."
"Then please print us a copy."
Five minutes later, the manager came over holding a thick stack of documents.
"Officers, this contains all employee information from the past six years."
Mr. Qin took it, flipped through it with both hands, there were over ten pages.
He nodded in thanks: "Thanks."
Then handed it over to Jiang An.
Jiang An eagerly flipped it open, scanning swiftly.
Suddenly, in the list of former employees, the name "Wang Shantao" caught his eye.
Suddenly, his eyes brightened.
As if he saw a glimmer of light in the darkness...
