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The Ten Deadly SINS

Chapter 5 The Depths of Hell (1/2)

By kingPublished 3 years ago 8 min read

If the first case can not be solved, the special case team will be disbanded!

Everyone was in the office waiting for the results of the technical department, and no one spoke.

It was the first time in his life that Bao cut smoked and entered the special case team, which was a dream opportunity for him. From small to large, do not know how much suffering, which makes him develop a strong habit of patience, encounter difficulties, even bowed his head also stand tall. Inside the heart often feel inferior, never laugh, even if the smile is frowning. He asked himself in his heart, do you want to return to the township police station when a trainee police?

In this world, there are no smart criminals, only stupid police. Any case is impossible to be seamless, the reason why the case can not be solved is because it is not good enough, the reason why it is not good enough is because it is not close enough.

Any corpse can talk. You just need to find a way to listen.

Bao Zhan went to the scene alone, he stayed in the smelly sewage treatment room for a long time, he thought in the dark subway tunnel, but no clue. After I came back, the identification results of the technical department and the physical evidence department came out. There was not much physical evidence found and identified at the crime scene. There was no trace of struggle at the scene, footprints and fingerprints were not extracted. The sewage worker was a size 44, but a size 42 shoe was found at the scene of his death.

Professor LIANG TOOK A LOOK AT the scene photos, and took a look at that pair of shoes, he nodded and said, this pair of shoes is the murderer left!

It was an ordinary pair of canvas shoes, which could be bought at any shoe and hat shop or street stall.

According to Professor Liang, was DNA extracted from the shoes?

The head of the physical evidence section said that the country's DNA database has not been established, even if the DNA is extracted, it is impossible to find a person from a pair of shoes, television often see police sitting in the laboratory, chatting, shaking test tubes, and then solve the case, it is ridiculous.

Finding a person from a pair of shoes is like looking for a needle in a haystack. However 1 criminal investigation big case advocate make Bai Baoshan, his identity is certain to come from the bag that he abandons to pack a gun namely; The pursuit of the Northeast two Kings, also from a bicycle to judge their escape route.

He put on his gloves and took the shoes from his evidence bag. He did something that amazed everyone -- he looked down and smelled the shoes!

Su Mei and painting dragon are amazed at the bag cut.

Bao cut closed his eyes, put the tip of his nose on the bottom of his shoe and took a deep breath. He held his head high, and seemed to be a little intoxicated.

Su Mei felt a little sick.

"What's that smell, brother?" said the dragon.

Bag cut face dew happy, answer: pig dung taste!

When Professor Liang heard Bao Cheng say this, he couldn't help but feel a jolt of energy. Are you sure?

Bao nodded. The smell brought back memories.

Professor Liang LET THE TECHNICAL SECTION TO THIS PAIR OF shoes TO DO trace material test AGAIN, confirm whether the sole is stained with pig feces. In many cases, it is due to the waste of time for investigation, and miss the precious opportunity for arrest. Professor Liang did not wait for the test results, let Su Mei search with a computer. If Bao's theory is correct, the killer must have lived on a farm or slaughterhouse, somewhere with pig manure. The killer was hidden in the tax records of the city's slaughter department, the health and quarantine records of the pig farm, and the filing of the building department.

There are not many places with pigs in the city, and pig farms are mostly in the suburbs, narrowing the search. Su Mei used hacking techniques to gain access to the computer networks of the animal husbandry bureau, quarantine station and other departments. It was like shopping for her, but she found no valuable information.

"I need a list of veterinary hospitals in the city," Professor Liang suggested. "I need all the addresses where I can step on pig manure."

That would take a while, Ms. Su said, and remote access to their computers should take no more than 10 minutes.

After a lot of investigation, Su Mei found the most recent medical bills in the veterinary hospital's computer archive, which were worthless, but she also found the attendance records. The hospital's veterinary attendance records all left addresses, including a very suspicious pig farm in a village near the airport.

Professor liang immediately dialed the telephone of the village committee, press the hands-free, village security chief said on the phone, the master of the pig named golding, taciturn, at ordinary times is not a crime record, 38 years old, height 170 or so, the wife with psychosis, also don't know whether to buy, or from which to marry, have a son is a mute, dozens of pig his pig raising.

Bao Zhan suddenly remembered the words of the man selling newspapers on the subway. He approached the phone and asked: Is this man's ear disabled?

"Yes," said the director, "when he was young, he once drank too much and fell into a pigsty. The pig ate off half of his face. He often wore a hat and sometimes a helmet.

Special case group members immediately excited, heartbeat also accelerated, major suspect Geding surfaced.

In the fairy tale, the prince uses the glass slipper to find his beloved Cinderella; In this case, the dander tissue from the shoe was taken for DNA analysis, and all it took was a match with Godin, to find out if he was at the scene of the murder in the tunnel.

Painting dragon and Bao cut the deputy director, three people led a team of heavily armed armed police set out.

More than an hour later, Painting dragon made an urgent report to Professor Liang on the phone.

The dragon said angrily: There is bad news!

Professor Liang said: What?

The dragon said: There is good news!

Professor Liang said: The good news first.

Painting dragon said: we found Miss Angel in the cellar of the pig farm, she is still alive, has been rescued.

Professor Liang: What about the bad news?

Golding has run away, said the dragon. We have the farm all round, but he has disappeared from under our noses.

Su Mei did not participate in the arrest, out of female curiosity, she would like to know how Miss Angie was imprisoned. A beautiful rich lady and an ugly sloppy pig farm keeper, beauty and beast of the union should be a kind of shock. Soon, Su Mei saw photos of the scene.

Her hands began to shake as she looked at them one by one.

Photographs show a village of poplars, one of which is a small red brick house along a concrete road. The large iron gate of the yard was patted with paint, and a dog could be seen under it, which must have given Godin the opportunity to escape. There were two rows of pigsties in the yard, sewage flowing across it, and then, in a flash, the entrance to a cellar. The picture can also see the picture dragon gun alert appearance, the cellar stored bean cake and sausage, a wooden door hidden inside...

Su Mei can't wait to turn to the back of a few photos, finally, she saw Miss Angel, the photo made her feel hair standing up, a chill rose from behind. And that, more than anything else, terrified the public, a woman riding the subway perfectly fine, then suddenly disappeared and turned into this picture of a prisoner slave.

Su Mei covered her face, unable to bear to see any more.

What happened to Miss Angie during the days she was held captive by Godin?

In the last photo, there is a manure tank in the cellar, full of excrement and toilet paper...

As the case draws to a close, let's go inside the mind of a psychopathic rapist, which is also the depths of hell.

Chinese superiority is actually based on discrimination against others.

Urban people discriminate against rural people, healthy people discriminate against disabled people.

The reason why Geding didn't get a wife was simple. He was a disabled man, a disfigured man.

Several years ago, Geding "married" a wife from a remote mountainous area. Many people in the village assumed that his wife had been bought, but no one called the police. Geding lied that his daughter-in-law was mentally ill, so he chained her up in the cellar to prevent her from escaping.

In 2008, Chinese courts concluded 1,353 cases of kidnapping and trafficking in women and children, an increase of 9.91 percent over 2007. These figures are just the tip of the iceberg. Beyond the conviviality of the city, in the suburbs and rural areas, the crime of trafficking in women and children is much worse than we think.

His daughter-in-law gave birth to a child, and they lived together in the cellar. The child is not dumb, but he never speaks, which shows how bad their lives are. The child also became the mother's only hope of a hellish life. There was no sunlight in the cellar, and the daughter-in-law's skin became very white. She soon became fat again, and her figure was bloated, just like a big white pig. It is impossible to know if the family had any warm moments, but the tiger-toed shoes the mother sewed for her child and the sweaters she knitted show that even those who live in hell are still looking up to heaven.

Occasionally, when he was sure his wife was not running away, he would let her leave the cellar with the children and sit in the sunny courtyard. One warm spring afternoon, she was sitting on a small bench, holding her son from the left knee to the right knee and holding him tightly in her arms. Mother and son did not speak, but just snuggled up to each other. Her husband looks at her in disgust, and her growing body, if present in the village, will attract a crowd of children.

The whole farm is their whole world.

Sometimes, Geding stewed noodles with a bowl of pork, or a bowl of large intestine soup in front of the daughter-in-law, said fiercely, eat, drink, old sow. When Godin was in a bad mood or drunk, he would beat the "old sow" while the child stood and watched, his pale little face expressionless.

The whole point of being a couple is, you know, sleeping together, but not.

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