Xikang City Criminal Police Headquarters, today came five people. As soon as they arrived, they aggressively occupied the best office area.
In addition, all the police received instructions from superiors that from now on they would unconditionally obey the arrangements of these five people. They were the special investigation team.
The special investigation team, full name Special Case Investigation Team, was a professional team sent by the ministry to handle special cases. Each person was the most outstanding expert in the field of criminal investigation.
In a conference room, five people, three men and two women, sat around.
Qin Guodong, male, 52 years old, forensic doctor, engaged in forensic work for 20 years, helped uncover countless major and minor cases, responsible for the forensic identification affairs of the special investigation team.
169 cm tall, 60 kg in weight, wearing glasses, with white hair, calm and introverted personality, everyone called him Dr. Qin.
Wei Dongqing, male, 28 years old, detective, engaged in detective work for 4 years, extremely high IQ, solid expertise, has not failed once since he started working.
178 cm tall, 70 kg in weight, with a resolute personality, decisive in his work, he was the team leader of the special investigation team, everyone called him Captain Wei.
Li Yang, male, 25 years old, tech otaku, good at finding useful information from all kinds of information and data, also a hacker.
172 cm tall, 60 kg in weight, eccentric personality, optimistic and upward, everyone called him Yangzi.
Wu Xin, female, 27 years old, criminal psychologist, graduated from a top university with full marks, good at intelligence analysis, criminal psychology and psychological profiling.
168 cm tall, weight confidential, aloof personality, a downright haughty goddess, everyone called her Wu Xin.
Zhao Xiaobao, female, 23 years old, dispatcher, good at coordinating relationships between parties, arranging all kinds of complicated affairs properly, in short, odd-jobber.
158 cm tall, weight confidential, lively and outgoing personality, the cheerful one of the team, everyone called her Baby.
At this time, Wei Dongqing was saying, "First of all, we need to solve all the unsolved cases in Xikang City one by one.
Baby, after you arrive, bring over the case files of unsolved cases in Xikang in the past 10 years.
Yangzi, after Baby brings over the case files, analyze and compare them with the database to see if there are any contradictions..."
Just as Wei Dongqing was assigning tasks, a policeman rushed in, panting and said, "Captain Wei... something happened!"
On the third day after Duan Lie's death, which was Monday, because Duan Lie did not go to the hospital, the hospital called Duan Lie, but could not get through.
So they sent someone to Duan Lie's house to look for him. But when they knocked, no one answered. At that time, the hospital just thought Duan Lie might have something to do, so they didn't do anything for the time being.
Until Wednesday, Duan Lie still did not come to the hospital, so the hospital called the police. After the police broke into Duan Lie's house, they saw a horrific scene.
Duan Lie's house was now cordoned off with police tape. Inside, Dr. Qin was examining the scene, and Wei Dongqing was looking at the note in his hand with a frown.
Next to him, Li Yang handed Wei Dongqing a mobile phone and said, "Captain Wei, take a look at this."
Wei Dongqing took the phone. It was a short video. The video contained only one photo, Duan Lie with tape over his mouth, taking a selfie with a masked man. There was also text: Duan Lie, the murderer of the Xikang Sewn Dismemberment Case, has been tried.
Then he looked at the poster, it was posted by an ID called The Broken One.
"Yangzi, have you found other parts of the corpse?" he asked.
Li Yang shook his head: "It's probably not easy to find. The killer disposed of it very thoroughly. It wouldn't give off a strong odor in a short period of time. If you didn't see it with your own eyes, it would probably be hard to discover."
Wei Dongqing nodded, then said, "I know about the Xikang Sewn Dismemberment Case. According to my plan, this case might be the first one we need to crack.
Now the masked man said this man was the murderer and killed him and dismembered him, claiming to be the judge. It looks like things have become complicated."
After thinking for a while, Wei Dongqing said, "Ask Baby to bring the case file of the Sewn Dismemberment Case now."
The archives, these days, Su Mo did not act again. He was waiting, waiting for Duan Lie's death to be discovered, and then investigated by the police.
That way, the police's attention would be focused on Duan Lie, and he could start his next move.
Of course, he was also waiting for the person who took the case file, so he could take the opportunity to understand the situation on the police side.
Sure enough, at two o'clock in the afternoon, a petite and cute policewoman came, naturally Zhao Xiaobao.
"Hello, I'm from the special investigation team to retrieve the case file," Zhao Xiaobao said to Su Mo.
Su Mo was puzzled: "Special investigation team?"
Then Zhao Xiaobao told Su Mo about the special investigation team, and showed her ID.
This was necessary. If the ID was incomplete, the file manager would not let others take away the case files.
Su Mo understood, then he asked, "What case files do you need? Let me take you there."
"The Xikang Sewn Dismemberment Case, the one from more than two years ago."
Then Su Mo led Zhao Xiaobao to the archives on the first floor and handed over the case file to Zhao Xiaobao.
Looking at the not very dusty case file, she did not suspect anything, after all, she knew that the manager would come to clean regularly.
Watching Zhao Xiaobao's departing back, Su Mo murmured to himself, "How come there is another special investigation team, oh, it makes things harder for me, but I like challenges."
Then he entered the archives again and could start selecting his next target.
Special investigation team, 8 pm, in the conference room, Dr. Qin was reporting the autopsy results.
"Duan Lie's time of death was probably between 1-3 pm on Saturday of last week. The cause of death was excessive blood loss. He should have died during the dismemberment process.
There were slight burn marks on the neck. I speculate they were caused by a stun gun. So the victim was probably stunned by a stun gun before being controlled.
There are no fingerprints or hairs left now. The scene is very clean. The killer should be experienced.
That's all the information I can get so far."
Wei Dongqing nodded to Qin Guodong, then looked at Li Yang: "Yangzi, tell me about your findings."
"It's an old residential area, so there is no surveillance. Neighbors nearby didn't notice anything unusual either. But I did find out one thing. According to the supermarket owner outside the residential area, he saw Duan Lie leave the residential area on Saturday. I estimate that was when he was killed. As for where he went and where he went, there is no way to verify.
Also, I found the account that posted the short video. It was the victim's own account.
Finally, the room was locked from the inside, with door and windows closed from the inside. It was a sealed room."
Wei Dongqing looked at Wu Xin: "Wu Xin, did you find anything?"
Wu Xin looked indifferent: "I read the case file of the Sewn Dismemberment Case. If my analysis is correct, the other body parts should be at the four scenes of the Sewn Dismemberment Case."

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