Chapter 23: Homicide
Monday, the weather was sunny.
In a place like Songhai, traveling in the morning rush hour is always a headache, whether it's elevated or on the ground, the road conditions are so congested that one's blood pressure spikes.
Ordinary commuters taking the subway, on the contrary, would not be troubled by traffic jams, but they would have to undergo the test of being caught between chickens on all sides.
In the early morning sunshine, Zhang Yuanqing carried a shoulder bag and rode a shared bicycle through the busy streets of Songhai, biting a pancake fruit in his mouth.
He easily overtook one private car, business car and bus after another, his youthful vigor soaring along with his bangs.
Songhai University was five or six kilometers away from his grandmother's house, and it only took 15 minutes to ride a bicycle, so he usually didn't live on campus.
Because of the promotion of night wanderer's sake, usually pedal up especially tired bicycle, he breath non-stop soared to the entrance of the university, took out his cell phone to see, only used ten minutes.
If it wasn't for the fact that there were too many electric bikes on the bike path, he would have been even faster.
Songhai University was founded at the beginning of the last century, one hundred and twenty years ago, and is one of the top top institutions in the country.
In addition to quality faculty resources, two of Songhai University's greatest features are: famous flowers excel at finding good masters, and warriors dare to fence.
Grandma used to caution her sister-in-law that girls should know how to protect themselves at school. When she got older, she had to caution her grandson boy to protect himself at school.
Grandma was very dissatisfied with this world.
Entering the school gate and passing through the spindle with the sculpture of the founder, he slowly rode along the road planted with sycamore trees on the right side towards the teaching building.
College environment elegant, quiet, students or shooting short videos or sitting on the roadside benches chatting, or holding textbooks hurried to catch up with the class.
Spacious and clean streets, green lawns, dormitory buildings of years, a sweeping glance, more like a quiet upscale neighborhood, the feeling of school is not heavy.
Zhang Yuanqing parked his bicycle outside the building, carrying his schoolbag, and entered the complex.
Coming to the trapezoidal classroom, Zhang Yuanqing swept a glance, the students were scattered in twos and threes, many of them had skipped class.
He picked a seat at random and had just sat down when he heard two boys behind him talking in low voices:
"I just saw Xu Yingying at the school entrance, she's waiting for her gold master father again."
"Nonsense, how could my goddess be adopted."
"Really, every Monday a man comes to pick her up in a several hundred thousand dollar limousine, I saw it last Monday."
"See it clearly? Maybe it's an internet dating car."
"You would kiss an internet taxi driver?"
"...... Damn, when I was in middle school girls liked the school bully, and when I went to college, girls liked the rich guys out there. When will ordinary boys stand up?"
Xu Yingying was a girl in the same class, very pretty and was their class flower.
Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but turn around, smiled and joked, "The wife in the hard disk can help you stand up."
The two boys seemed to not expect Zhang Yuanqing to interject and froze for a moment.
Zhang Yuanqing looked at them and said, "What's wrong?"
The male student named Li Lesheng gave a "Ha", "Zhang Yuanqing, what good things have happened to you today, this is not like you."
Zhang Yuanqing froze, "Why do you say that."
Li Lesheng just wanted to speak, the teacher with black-framed glasses, holding books walked in, the chattering classroom immediately quieted down.
..........
Kang Yang District, McLeod Hotel.
"Ding!"
On the 16th floor, the elevator door opened wide, and Li Dongze, who was wearing a formal dress with a black vest and white shirt, leaned on his cane and walked out of the car.
His thin face was covered in gravity, followed by Guanya behind him.
The entire floor was emptied of guests, the elevator to the corridor of the intersection pulled up a cordon, two security officers guarded the cordon side.
Guanya stepped forward on her high heels and pulled out her credentials and signaled.
The vigilantes immediately moved out of the way.
On the way from the corridor to the room, several uniformed vigilantes were busy, either taking pictures or collecting fingerprints, hair, and other things.
Li Dongze swept past the crowd and entered the hotel room, immediately smelling a bloody odor.
He swept his gaze across the hotel suite, on the bed lay two corpses covered by white cloths, and the clean white sheets were haloed with large patches of dark red blood.
Li Dongze stretched out his cane and uncovered the white cloth, and on the bed lay a man and a woman, naked.
He was silent for a moment, his voice low, "It is indeed Zhao Yingjun."
Guanya, on the other hand, scrutinized every corner of the room, wisps of white mist overflowed from his pupils, and after a long time, he said:
"There are no traces of fighting in the room, there are no traces of human handling ....... There were only two condoms in the trash can, but three condoms were missing from the box ......."
After saying that, she looked at the female victims with some pity.
Li Dongze put the white cloth back on and said in a deep voice:
"Guanya, you stay here to assist the vigilantes in collecting fingerprints and hair and retrieving the surveillance video, I'm going to contact Centurion Fu as well as the captains, I may need to go to a meeting."
Guanya nodded slightly, "I will synchronize the scene details and character information to your phone later."
Zhao Yingjun was an advisor to the Xiangshui Road Security Department, a member of the White Tiger Soldier Congregation, and a level 2 scout.
A member of the Five Elements Alliance had been killed, this was a big deal.
...........
On the second floor of the villa, a small conference room.
The conference room was decorated exquisitely and luxuriously, the floor was covered with fluffy woolen carpet, and a solid wood long conference table was placed in the center.
On the table were exquisite fruit platters, crystal clear slices of ham, expensive imported red wine, boxes of cigars, and exquisite desserts and snacks.
At the end of the conference table, a white projection screen hung down, playing a video of the hotel's surveillance.
In the video, wearing a duck-tongued cap and mask, the man walked from the elevator, walked to the door of the guest room, took out the room card to open the door and enter the room.
Forty minutes later, the man came out of the room, hands in pockets, head down and left.
The video ended, Li Dongze pressed the pause button, looked at the captains at the table and said:
"We received an alarm from the hotel this morning, when the waiter was cleaning the room, he couldn't knock on the door, so he came in to check it out, only to find that the two men had been killed. Zhao Yingjun suffered abuse before his death, with stab wounds all over his body and signs of his hands and feet being bound, but the fatal wound was a sharp instrument through his heart.
"The female victim, named Liu Xiao'e, was also stabbed through the heart with a sharp instrument, but was not abused, and based on the missing condoms at the scene, we suspect that she was insulted by the killer before her death.
"In addition, the Sheriff's Department checked the cell phones of the two and confirmed that Liu Xiao'e was Zhao Yingjun's mistress.
"We have accessed the surveillance of other entrances and exits of the hotel and did not find out how the murderer left, he should have special means to be able to avoid the surveillance. Initial speculation is that the murderer is a Spirit Realm Walker."
There were a total of six people sitting at the table.
The chief was a young man in a white suit, with the loneliness and nobility of a son of a worldly family, wearing a handsome short ponytail, his face lines like a carving, handsome and unforced.
The first position on the left is empty, that is Li Dongze's position.
On the right is a woman holding an orange cat, wearing an ink-painted cheongsam, the richness and enchantment of a mature woman is undoubtedly evident, the well-maintained beautiful face is tight and fair, wearing light makeup, the temperament is quiet and elegant.
Her side is wearing a miner's cap, wearing a labor suit of middle-aged men, dark skin highlights the weather of the workers.
Opposite her is wearing a tight suit of gym coach, thick arms comparable to a woman's waist, eyebrows stern, looking at a sense of grumpiness came to the surface.
The last one is twenty-seven or eighty-eight women, wearing white racing suit, tight leather pants, black wavy curly hair, melon face, and valiant and handsome.
These five were the captains of the Kang Yang District Spirit Realm Walker Squad, and there were a few others who were not present for various reasons.
The white suited male, looked around, his dark brown eyes flat into the lake, and faintly said:
"Everyone, what are your views ...... Captain Aoto, you speak first."
The cheongsam beauty frowned lightly, "Ordinary Spirit Realm Walkers wouldn't dare to kill our official people, could it be an Evil Profession Spirit Realm Walker that did this."
Li Dongze replied, "Still lining up Zhao Yingjun's recent human interactions."
If it was the work of a Spirit Realm Walker of Evil Profession, the severity of the incident would have to be taken to the next level.
The Fire Master's Great Muscle Buster raised his eyebrows in anger, "Evil Occupation? This group of stinky rats in the gutter, daring to kill my Five Elements Alliance's people, I will make him pay."
The others' faces were grave, and White Dragon in racing suit murmured:
"How is Zhao Yingjun's battle power?"
Li Dongze looked at Fu Qingyang.
Fu Qingyang said, "There is a defense prop."
Upon hearing this, Bai Long's face was grave, "Although a level 2 scout is not good at fighting, but with a defense prop, it's not that easy to kill him, not to mention that it's without disturbing the guests in the next room, we can initially judge the strength of the murderer based on this."
Tang Guoqiang, the owner of the construction company wearing a miner's cap, said in a deep voice:
"Very powerful."
Big Muscle Bully snorted coldly, repeating what he had just said, "So what if it's very powerful, if you dare to kill my Five Elements Alliance's people, even if they're powerful, they'll have to die."
Bai Long silently held his forehead, thinking to himself, "When deliberating, can you kick out the Red Fire Gang's douchebag first.
Li Dongze said, "After our investigation, Zhao Yingjun has many mistresses and especially likes to keep female college students, we are checking his mistresses one by one."
Big Muscle Buster frowned, "Why?"
"The hotel where Zhao Yingjun and his mistresses rendezvoused is not fixed, yet the murderer was able to find the hotel address and lock the room number, indicating that he has a certain understanding of Zhao Yingjun's course of action, and is either someone he knows or has gone through a long period of tracking." Li Dongze said:
"The one who knows you best is always the woman on your pillow, we might be able to get some clues from Zhao Yingjun's mistress."
The captains nodded with grave faces.
Li Dongze continued:
"Zhao Yingjun was tortured and abused before he died, just imagine, what did the murderer torture? What was asked? Regardless of whether the murderer is a vendetta or an evil profession, this is an issue that deserves our careful attention."
The faces of the captains here changed slightly.
Evil professions and order-keeping professions had always had an incompatible relationship, hunting and tracking each other.
What could interest the Evil Occupation was, of course, information about the official Spirit Realm Walkers and even hiding locations.
And if the murderer was not an Evil Profession, a powerful Spirit Realm Walker who risked offending the official organization by sneaking into the hotel to torture and kill, the truth behind it might be even more complicated.
Qingtou said in a deep voice, "We need to uncover the murderer as soon as possible."
Big Muscle Buster sniffed, looked left and right for a moment, and said, "Why isn't Yuan Ting here, so that he can devour Zhao Yingjun's spirit body and obtain Zhao Yingjun's memories. We'll be able to know who the murderer is."
The importance of the Night Traveling God who could harness the spirit body instantly came to the fore.
Fu Qingyang shook his head and said:
"Yesterday, the Taiyi Sect summoned all the official night wandering gods to the capital to deliberate, and Yuan Ting was not in Songhai."
His expression was calm from start to finish, as if he wouldn't panic even if the sky collapsed.
Going to the capital to deliberate? The hearts of the several captains sank, if Yuan Ting wasn't there, the Night Vagabonds of the other regions must not be there either.
Wasn't this too much of a coincidence? The murderer didn't make his move earlier or later, but picked the time when the Night Traveling Gods collectively went to the capital.
Big Muscle Bully said angrily, ''What's wrong with Taiyi Sect, picking this time to have a meeting or not? We should have cultivated our own Night Wanderer a long time ago."
Li Dongze said helplessly:
"The cause and effect is reversed, it's the murderer who picked this time ....... Forget it, it doesn't matter. Everyone doesn't need to worry, we have our own night wanderer."
