My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle - Chapter 134
134: Serial killing
Chapter 134 Serial Killing 134
Broker He Xiangbo came in: “It’s your turn.”
The two got up and walked to the studio one after the other. He Xiangbo followed behind and couldn’t help reminding: “You two still keep some distance. After all, Su Qing is a ‘male’.”
Jiang Jiusheng and Su Qing smiled at each other and continued to walk together.
He Xiangbo shook his head straight, anyway, there was wayward capital anyway, and Jiang Jiusheng’s fans were really sensible, and directly labeled Su Qing with the ‘male girlfriend’ label.
At the corner of the corridor, no one had seen him, he could hear the hurried footsteps, and the impulsiveness of the woman’s impatience.
“What are you doing frivolously? Hurry up!”
At this moment, a man came out of the corner, holding a few clothes in his hand.
“Here it is.”
It’s catkins. I haven’t seen it for half a month. I lost a lot of weight. It’s not as domineering as before. I lowered my eyebrows and smoothed my corners.
She also saw Jiang Jiusheng, her eyes dodge and she ran down with her head down.
In front of me, the woman who urged the catkins seemed to see something, fixed his eyes, folded a few steps back, walked in front of Jiang Jiusheng, and bowed: “Miss Jiang.”
Jiang Jiusheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
A woman in her forties, with an unattractive appearance, wearing a professional suit and an expression of irritability, Jiang Jiusheng determined that she did not know her.
After saying hello, the woman led several artists away.
“Know?” Su Qing asked.
Jiang Jiusheng shook his head: “I don’t know.”
Su Qing is funny: “Is her bow serious?” The bijing look is really strange, “She is the ace agent of sj’s, and she has won three movie emperors in four years. Jingse is from a crew. ”
Jiang Jiusheng didn’t know much about the film and television industry, but he didn’t listen.
Su Qing said again: “The catkins of that drama also participated in the show, as if acting as a prostitute, female N.”
Jiang Jiusheng was a little surprised: “She changed her job?”
“You didn’t even know.” Jiang Jiusheng’s disregard for the two window ears, Su Qing said to her, “Liuxu signed to Rolling Stone International under sj’s, and then transformed into an actor, each crew played soy sauce, and received all It ’s some red dust female characters. After all, her image is there. She ’s stubborn enough to take any announcements and brush her face everywhere. Moreover, she paused and lowered her voice. “I do n’t know how many beds I changed.”
One thing Su Qing is very puzzled. Sj’s is the leader in the electronics industry. Its Rolling Stone International has grown in entertainment media in the past two years. Although the style is not decent, it has not encouraged artists to unspoken rules. It’s a little different. If you really want to, it must be a means, just let her struggle at the bottom, even a little help.
All in all, no one knows whether sj ’s came to send charcoal in the snow or worse.
Jiang Jiusheng smiled and said, “Everyone has his own life.”
The show started at 8:30, an indoor variety show. When halfway through the recording, the ceiling light suddenly flashed, and the studio was suddenly in an uproar.
I only heard Su Qing shouting.
“Sheng Sheng!”
Jiang Jiusheng looked up suddenly, the ceiling light on the fixed rail was loose, and it fell down without warning.
“what–”
The screams rang through the studio, the ceiling lights that fell to the ground were torn apart, and the blood rolled to the ground.
Fifteen minutes later, the police arrived at the TV station to isolate the scene of the crime. The headed police officer wore a traffic police uniform, his hair was kept very short, and the outline became more and more tough.
He pushed the door into the lounge: “Miss Jiang.”
Jiang Jiusheng was wrapped in a coat and was sitting on the single sofa. Her appearance was very bad. She looked up and nodded her greetings: “Team Huo.”
The voice was calm and calm.
Huo Yining sat across from him and took a small book from his chest pocket.
Victim: Lin Feng.
Place of murder: TV station.
The first scene witnessed the witness: Jiang Jiusheng.
Huo Yining briefly listed a few key points and looked up: “Don’t be nervous, because at the time of the incident, Miss Jiang was closest to the victim’s location. We have a few questions to ask you.”
She put down the hot coffee in her hand: “I’m not nervous.”
It can be seen that despite a certain amount of shock, the look is calm and the witness is in a normal state. Huo Yining directly came to the point: “How is your relationship with the victim?”
“Unfamiliar.” Jiang Jiusheng paused for a short time, adding, “Today is the second meeting, the last time was a rehearsal two days ago.”
Huo Yining wrote a line with a nib: “Did the victim do anything unusual before the incident?”
Jiang Jiusheng thought about it: “No.”
“Is the position of your station determined in advance?”
“Well, the position was decided during the rehearsal.”
Huo Yining closed his eyebrows and thought for a while: “Did you hear any sound before the ceiling light fell?”
“Not paying attention.”
After asking some regular questions, Jiang Jiusheng answered them one by one. At this time, Huo Yining’s phone rang. After answering, he didn’t say a word. After listening for a long time, he just hummed.
After hanging up the phone, Huo Yining looked up: “No one came to rescue.”
Jiang Jiusheng’s face changed slightly: “Will this case be handled as an accident?”
“If you don’t find something suspicious, yes.”
She pondered, suddenly said: “It may be homicide.”
Huo Yining’s action of buckling the pen cap stopped, the nib turned around, and stopped on the paper: “How to say?”
“When the ceiling light fell, everyone’s first reaction was to avoid and cover her eyes,” she paused for a moment, and said, “but I am in a different position.”
Jiang Jiusheng was standing on the right hand side of the deceased, only half a meter away from the falling ceiling light, completely within the danger range, and her instant reaction was to look up.
Huo Yining immediately asked: “What do you see?”
“There are shadows on the fixture rails.”
The fixed rails of the lamps are almost suspended, and the studio is full of stage lights and cameras. They can hide on it but they are not found at all. …
The scope of the suspect can basically be determined.
Huo Yining asked again: “Are you sure?”
Jiang Jiusheng thought for a long time and shook his head: “I can only be sure that there is a shadow, not sure whether it is a figure or a shadow refracted by light.”
At that time she only saw the shadow passing by, and when she looked up again, she could see nothing.
Huo Yining understood and closed the book: “Thank you, you have provided us with very important clues.”
After finishing the transcript, Mo Bing came to pick Jiang Jiusheng.
After looking at her, her face was still bloodless, and Mo Bing was worried: “Are you all right?”
Jiang Jiusheng shook his head: “It’s okay.”
“I’ll take you home first.” Mo Bing escorted her to the babysitter’s car, and told him, “Call me if you have something.”
“Ok.”
Mo Bing was not at the scene at that time. She heard Su Qing say that Jiang Jiusheng was standing within a metre of the deceased. He saw with his own eyes that the ceiling lamp smashed the deceased’s head into blood, and even blood splashed on her.
If it is timid, it may be dizzy.
Human life is critical, and it is extremely bloody. No matter how hard I am, I can’t be completely free of fluctuations. Mo Bing thought about it and asked, “Do you want me to contact Dr. Chang?”
Dr. Chang is Jiang Jiusheng’s psychologist.
Jiang Jiusheng refused: “I will tell you if necessary.”
Mo Bing was still not at ease, so he suggested: “If you don’t find a regular doctor, you can do it when you look for it.”
Jiang Jiusheng was noncommittal and silent.
The main driver Xiao Qiao turned back and handed a cup of hot tea: “Sister Sheng, drink some barley tea and suppress it.”
“Thank you.”
Jiang Jiusheng took it, and didn’t drink it in his hand, thoughtfully.
Back at Yujing Yinwan, Mo Bing was afraid that Jiang Jiusheng would be thinking about it all alone. After spending an hour with her, who would have stayed overnight, Jiang Jiusheng directly called Lin Anzhi and asked him to pick him up.
At ten o’clock in the evening, Jiang Jiusheng took Bomei to bed.
Because Shi Jin had a cleansing habit, he never let dogs enter the bedroom. This was the first exception. Jiang Bomei happily rolled around on the bed, then got into his mother ’s arms, and yelled a few times in excitement. After falling asleep, I met with Zhou Gong.
Jiang Jiusheng smiled, turned off the chandelier and only turned on the bedside lamp.
She lay down and tossed and turned for a long time, not sleeping at all, closed her eyes, and her brain was full of bleeding scenes in the studio.
After turning around for nearly an hour, she got up, turned over the sleeping pills in the drawer, poured water, hesitated a few times, but still did not take it.
She dialed Shi Jin’s number and only rang, and Shi Jin answered it.
“Sheng Sheng.”
The tone is gentle and gentle, just listening to it will make people feel at ease.
Jiang Jiusheng held his mobile phone and lay in the quilt, probably because of the late night, subconsciously lowering the volume: “Sorry, I wake you up so late,”
“It’s okay, I haven’t slept yet.” Over there, Shi Jin quit the computer file and lay on the chair to speak on the phone. “Can’t sleep?”
“Well, a little insomnia.”
Her voice was dumb and tired, and Shi Jin asked her, “Is there anything?”
Jiang Jiusheng answered quickly: “No, I miss you.”
She has always had such a temperament, and she is not anxious to report good news, and today’s events, like accidents, do not want Shi Jin to follow her heart.
Just like this one miss, Shi Jin’s heart softened and whispered: “I miss you too, I miss it.”
Jiang Jiusheng got his head into the quilt and smiled.
“Sheng Sheng, don’t cover your head, it’s bad for the respiratory tract.”
“…”
When she was a doctor, she knew herself better than herself.
Jiang Jiusheng got out of the quilt: “Shi Jin, sing me a lullaby.”
Shi Jin was silent, and said in embarrassment: “I’m afraid you won’t be able to sleep even after I finish singing.”
She smiled.
“Sheng Sheng, you lie down, turn on your mobile phone hands-free, and put it on the cabinet.” Shi Jin got up, turned off the light, and went to the bedroom. He lay down and loosened two buttons on the neckline, exposing the collarbone inside The low voice was full of ears and gentle like a cello chorus, “I will tell you a story.”
“it is good.”
Jiang Jiusheng turned on the hands-free, put the phone on the cabinet, and lay in the quilt, with wind in his ears, sometimes Jin’s voice.
After a while, she was drowsy, and Yu Yu was lingering in her ears.
No dream overnight.
The sky shattered the clouds, and the first morning light of the cold winter sprinkled through the curtains and landed on the eyelashes, trembling, like trembling butterfly wings.
The person on the bed rolled over, lifted his eyelids, rubbed his quilt before rubbing his eyes, and pulled his eyelids to check the time with the mobile phone on the bedside table.
The screen still stays on the call interface.
Jiang Jiusheng’s drowsiness suddenly disappeared, and he placed his phone in his ear: “Shi Jin?”
Over the phone, Shi Jin ’s voice came: “Well, I ’m here.”
His voice was hoarse and he was all tired, he didn’t sleep all night.
Suddenly, her eyes were sore, and she missed him especially.
At 10 o’clock in the morning, yesterday’s homicide was reported. The TV station obviously did public relations. Not to mention the homicide scene, even the Reuters photos did not flow out, and there were not many negative things. It was only an accident on the scene. It is conceivable how much network this case has affected. After all, it is related to the survival of a TV station. Even the local government dare not carelessly try to bring things to the forefront. However, it still caused a great sensation. After all, the victim It is a public figure, and the social attention is extremely high.
For two days, the heat of the case did not subside. Jiang Jiusheng heard Mo Bing say that the case was stagnant, no new clues appeared, and no suspects were locked.
however–
One wave was unsettled and another wave started again.
It was the third day of the accidental death of an artist named Lin. Two of Tianyu Media’s veteran agents held a wedding ceremony at the Tianhe Hotel. On that day, almost half of the people in the entertainment industry came, and the event was unprecedented.
It was in the parking lot of the Tianhe Hotel that the murder happened again. The same female artist was killed, and the first witness was also Jiang Jiusheng.
Ten minutes before the murder, it was 11:44 in the morning.
Jiang Jiusheng parked his car and dialed Mo Bing’s phone.
“Mo Bing, I’m here.”
Mo Bing was very noisy over there. She deliberately turned up the volume and said, “The wedding lobby is hard to find. You will wait for a while at the exit of the parking lot. I will let someone pick you up.”
“Good.” Jiang Jiusheng hung up the phone and got out of the car after wearing a mask.
Over there, at the wedding hall, Mo Bing just hung up the phone and Yu Wen Chong got up.
“I’ll pick her up.”
Mo Bing quickly waved his hand: “I’ll let Xiaojin go.” Wherever it takes to trouble the big boss to take over himself.
Yu Wen charge took the coat: “I just want to go out to smoke.” He turned around and left the lobby.
Jiang Jiusheng waited for more than ten minutes at the exit of the parking lot, because Tianyu packed the entire hotel to hold the wedding. At this point, the entire parking lot was almost empty. Suddenly, a woman’s scream came from behind.
“what!”
The voice was panic and frightened.
Jiang Jiusheng hesitated for a short time, then went in search of the voice for a while, and the woman’s cry and shout became clearer and clearer.
“Come on!”
“Help!”
Jiang Jiusheng turned around and walked into a main road. When he looked up, he saw a car, a black Land Rover, chasing a woman, driving faster and faster.
“Help–”
The cry for help stopped abruptly.
Black quickly pulled into the pupils, with a loud bang, the woman was hit by the waist, and her body was thrown high.
Jiang Jiusheng only stupefied a finger, his fingers shuddered slightly, took out his mobile phone from his bag, and dialed the emergency number: “This is the underground garage of Tianhe Hotel. Somebody has a car accident–”
The voice hadn’t fallen yet. The Land Rover that hit the stone pillar suddenly hit the steering wheel and ran towards Jiang Jiusheng, so fast that it didn’t give any reaction time.
I saw that the black body came galloping.
“Sheng Sheng!”
A shout came from behind, and Jiang Jiusheng only felt that her waist was tightened, and she was pulled hard. She fell backwards, and there was a fast-moving wind in her ear. The car almost wiped her body quickly.
Yuwen charged her and fell to the ground together. He unconsciously rolled a half circle, protecting her on the inside, and there was still a panic in his eyes that did n’t fade: “Are you injured?”
Jiang Jiusheng stared at the body that was going away, his expression stunned.
“Sheng Sheng.”
“Sheng Sheng.”
Yuwen’s eyes were reddish, her fingers were trembling, and she was holding her shoulders and shaking twice: “You should say me, don’t scare me.”
Jiang Jiusheng slowly recovered his mind: “Yuwen.”
Yuwen charged with a sigh of relief: “Well, it’s me.” He looked closely, and there was a thin sweat on his forehead, anxiously asked, “Are you injured? Where did you fall?”
Jiang Jiusheng shook his head.
Yuwen Charge was a little relieved, and helped her: “Can I stand up?”
“I’m fine.” She stood up and turned her eyes to the main road. The woman was lying in the pool of blood, motionless, “Quickly give first aid, and the police.”
But it was late.
The emergency personnel arrived at the scene fifteen minutes later, and the victim was no longer breathing.
The police blocked the scene and were doing on-site evidence collection.
“Miss Jiang, unfortunately, we met again.” Huo Yining was still wearing a traffic police uniform, with a police cap in his hand, and walked towards Jiang Jiusheng.
She only said: “It’s unfortunate.”
His face was not so good, his expression was calm.
Within a week, I witnessed two murders. Jiang Jiusheng’s response was already in danger. If the average person is a psychiatrist, it is estimated that a psychiatrist must be enlightened.
After Huo Yining commanded the scene collection, he told the two witnesses: “Can the two of you take some time to go to the police station to make a note?”
Yuwen Charge took off his coat to Jiang Jiusheng, put on her hat for her, and almost covered most of her face. This was in front of her, saying, “She is a public figure, and there are many people watching on the outside. I’m afraid of rumours. Please clear the scene first. ”
Huo Yining gave his men a glance, and immediately a police officer cleared the scene.
“In addition, it is possible to testify. Please keep confidential any information about Jiang Jiusheng.” Yu Wen Chong Feng emphasized in particular that his tone was completely non-negotiable.
Huo Yining held hands: “Of course.”
Police station.
Jiang Jiusheng and Yuwen Charge were recorded separately. It was Huo Yining who was in charge of Jiang Jiusheng, probably because she was the first eyewitness, Huo Yining played in person.
Huo Yining took off the police cap, put it aside, and turned on the computer: “Can you describe the process you see?”
Jiang Jiusheng restored the scene she saw as detailed as possible.
“What about the car? Are there any features?” Huo Yining’s knocking on the keyboard paused, waiting for Jiang Jiusheng’s answer.
She recalled: “Black Land Rover, very new, regular model, the license plate is wrapped in black cloth.” After thinking about it again, added, “Gold ornaments hang on the window.”
Huo Yining jotted down the keywords and asked, “Did you see the owner’s face?”
Jiang Jiusheng shook his head: “Wearing a black mask and a cap, wearing white gloves on my hands, wearing a watch.”
“What about watches? Any impressions?”
She shook her head again.
The murderer was apparently carefully disguised, and even with monitoring, there was no evidence to be used. Huo Yining rubbed a few blank keys of the computer: “Is there any other characteristics? Such as eye shape, hair, neck and arms Wait, is there anything special. ”
“Tattoo.” Jiang Jiusheng raised his eyebrows, and cleared the picture in his mind, saying, “It seems that there is a tattoo on his arm.”
Huo Yining immediately asked: “Remember the tattoo design?”
“Just remember it’s black.”
I asked some questions and found nothing.
At noon, I finished the transcript.
Huo Yining closed the laptop: “It’s hard work.” He tore half a piece of paper and wrote a series of numbers and handed it over, “If you still remember something, you can always contact me.”
Jiang Jiusheng took it and asked Huo Yining when he got up: “Don’t you doubt me?”
He did not answer, but asked: “Why do you doubt you?”
“I have all been present in two murders.”
Huo Yining straightened a pair of slender legs, put on the police cap on the table without any trouble, and wore a bright yellow traffic police uniform. He became more upright and awkward in his eyes. Bo Lan said without surprise: “I don’t believe in coincidence and chance, nor speculation, I only believe in evidence,” reached out and pointed to his head, “and my brain.”
Handsome man, handsome people’s police.
Jiang Jiusheng smiled and left the interrogation room.
Huo Yining followed him out and returned to the office, instructing the following police officer: “Send a copy of the deceased’s personal information to my computer.”
“Yes, Huo.”
Huo Yining’s information hasn’t been read yet. The brothers below startled: “Team Huo, I found something.”
He looked up and tapped on the table with his fingertips: “Say.”
“The victim is the same company as the deceased who was killed by the television a few days ago, and the two have a good relationship.”
“Which company is it.”
“Qin’s Entertainment.”
Huo Yining got up and walked to the colleague’s computer: “What about Jiang Jiusheng?”
A colleague’s expression of “I don’t know this”: “She is from Tianyu Media.” The information of the two deceased was re-read, and speculation, “Is it a serial murder case?”
Huo Yining rubbed his chin and thought for a long time: “Combine the two cases and investigate.”
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