ryethenovel Chapter 1281 Tracking
Chapter 1281 Tracking
Chapter 1281 Tracking
Li Wanzhong, a 50-year-old production manager, owns an independent two-bedroom, one-living-room house in a rubber plantation. He is divorced and his two children do not recognize him. His daily hobby is reading, which fits the characteristics of a Western serial killer template very well.
Nicha and others hurried to Li Wanzhong's house with unclear expressions.
Liu Jinghui looked at them one by one, with a curious look in his eyes.
From the perspective of a criminal police officer, Li Wanzhong's suicide is definitely not a perfect ending, but the serial murder case was solved and the overall strategy was achieved. Therefore, most criminal police officers are relatively happy, except for Nicha and others who are under the quota.
From this, it can be seen that Nicha is under a lot of pressure in the Malaysian police department.
Liu Jinghui made this judgment silently, then pulled the translator to Nicha and said to him, "Tell him that hard work always pays off."
The translator did as requested.
"Well, of course, he committed suicide because we were almost able to solve the case. " Nicha thought he knew what Liu Jinghui meant and nodded in agreement.
No matter how the murderer was caught, whether he was caught alive or dead, just say whether he was caught or not.
Liu Jinghui said: "He is not the murderer."
The translator followed the whole process, but he didn't have time to translate, so he asked in surprise: "No?"
"No. Translate it." Liu Jinghui glanced at it.
Either you have to do the translation yourself, or these third-party contract workers always fail to do a good job of serving as a substitute, as if they had their own mouth.
After listening to the translation, Nicha's brows tightened: "He was silenced?"
"Or maybe he's using him as a scapegoat." Liu Jinghui said, and warned the police officer in front of him, "Don't touch the body. Let Jiang Yuan investigate the scene. This is a current case."
Nicha quickly followed suit and gave the order, still frowning, obviously not understanding Liu Jinghui's emotions.
Several people left the room together and stood at the door. Just then, a breeze blew by, bringing with it the peculiar stench of the rubber plantation.
Liu Jinghui took a deep breath and looked around.
The buildings in the living area are mostly wooden structures. Some of the thick wood may be from decades or even hundreds of years ago. They have a rough beauty, just like this serial murder case.
The living area is close to the edge of the rubber plantation. Behind a large area of low buildings is the dirt road leading to the main road.
He's rubber plantation is located in the capital area. The advantage is that it is not far from the city. The disadvantage is that the land price is relatively high and the area of the rubber plantation is generally small.
Correspondingly, the personnel are more complicated than those in remote areas.
Nicha handed a cigarette to Liu Jinghui and the translator. The three of them took two puffs in the hot wind of Southeast Asia. Nicha asked, "Is the murderer among the remaining three people, or is there someone else?"
"There is more than one murderer." Liu Jinghui smoked carefully, his eyes hazy as he said, "Because Li Wanzhong was in a state of suicide, whether it was forced suicide or murder, it would require two or more people. It would be too dangerous to force him alone, and it would be difficult to arrange."
After listening to the translation, Nicha nodded in agreement: "Li Wanzhong is in good health and has no family. It is indeed difficult for one person to do this."
If there is only one murderer, the simple deterrent effect is definitely not enough to make the victim surrender or even commit suicide. There must be two or more murderers to make this possible. Of course, it is more likely that the murderer strangled the victim first and then pretended to commit suicide.
"The employees in the rubber plantation have been restricted in their movements," Liu Jinghui confirmed again.
Nicha nodded. "But people were allowed to roam freely in the living area. After all, there were 23 people there. I just ordered them all to return to their rooms."
"Let the police count the number of people." Liu Jinghui reminded.
"Okay." Nicha made a phone call.
At this time, Jiang Yuan walked out of the room and then walked outside.
"So fast?" Nicha and others hurriedly followed, like a patient's family seeing the surgeon coming out.
"The victim was strangled to death. He was strangled first and then pretended to be hanged. The time of death was about 30 minutes to an hour." Jiang Yuan did not need to explain to the police at the scene how to distinguish. He finished speaking quickly and continued in Indonesian: "After killing, the murderer should have fled directly. Send a few people to follow me and see if we can follow the footprints."
"Footprints outside?" Nicha was a little stunned.
"I see that there are dirt roads in many places. Let's try walking." Jiang Yuan was not in a hurry to perform an autopsy, so the corpse was probably not in a hurry either.
As Jiang Yuan spoke, he walked down the wooden stairs, looked around, and then decisively continued walking forward in the direction of the stairs.
After walking about twenty or thirty meters, Jiang Yuan found three obvious incomplete footprints on the ground.
The footprints are only one-quarter to one-third the normal size because when a normal person walks, there are only so many points where they put force. If compared with Western footprints alone, such incomplete footprints are useless, and it is impossible to tell them apart at a glance.
However, the domestic footprint identification is mostly inherited from the master Ma Yulin, who was born in the grassland and has been paying attention to footprints since he was a child in order to find sheep and horses. His footprint identification also started with footstep tracking, and he often pays attention not to the situation of a single footprint, but the relationship between two or more footprints.
Although tracking in rubber plantations is somewhat different from tracking on grasslands, the principles are similar.
Jiang Yuan gave a temporary +1 skill to footprint identification, and the LV4 footprint identification followed the whole way without any problems.
After Ma Yulin, it is impossible for domestic experts to reach the highest level when it comes to step tracking.
Especially in big cities, the more complete the infrastructure is and the more hardened the ground is, the less room there is for footstep tracking, and everyone's attention and energy will naturally turn to footstep identification.
Even for Jiang Yuan, this was the first time he actually chased a suspect.
Jiang Yuan signaled to the people next to him to take a photo, then shook his shoulders, waved his hand and started chasing.
Mu Zhiyang put a bulletproof vest on Jiang Yuan while chasing him. Wen Ming and others followed behind and also put the bulletproof vests on the outside.
In this way, the gradually increasing size of the pursuers became fully armed and well-equipped.
Seeing this, Nicha and others were extremely nervous, not knowing what would happen next.
The footprints appear and disappear.
Jiang Yuan can always find the right direction.
At first, Nicha thought Jiang Yuan was walking in the direction of his toes, but later he found out that it was not the case.
He then tried to determine if it was based on the general direction of the footprints, but later found that it was not...
Before Nicha could figure it out, Jiang Yuan and others were already standing in front of a jungle.
Compared to the jungle where the bodies were dumped, the jungle here is just a secondary forest. It should have been cut down before, but the local living conditions are too good, so the forest grew dense in a very short time.
"He went into the woods." Jiang Yuan said, and started to check the map on the pad brought by Wang Chuanxing.
Nicha frowned and whispered in Zhong Renlong's ear: "If Jiang Shen wants to go into the forest, it will be too difficult. You'd better persuade him."
"Okay." Zhong Renlong agreed immediately. The locals knew how difficult the jungle here was.
At this time, Jiang Yuan also raised his head and said, "The murderer is about 1.7 meters tall and weighs 120 kilograms. He carries about 20 kilograms of equipment. Judging from the route he took, it seems unnecessary for him to go through the woods here. If he goes to the main road, it will be easier to cut the barbed wire. He only needs to bring pliers."
"If we hadn't chased after us, this forest would have returned to its original state in two days at most. It's more concealed than barbed wire." Zhong Renlong said.
"If we just want to go to the road, do we have to park on the roadside and wait for several hours?" Jiang Yuan said, looking at the footprints on the ground again, then at the map on the PAD, pointing with his hand, and said, "Where is this farm?"