Chapter 196 Armor

Zhangshan Town.

This is a traditional town in Qinghe City, with two streets forming a cross. It was like this 40 years ago and it is still like this today.

It can even be said that Zhangshan Town today is more depressed than 20 years ago.

Half of the shops on the street are closed. The shops that are open are also the same as they were 20 or 30 years ago.

Jiang Yuan and others walked to the door of a small supermarket and checked inside. The door curtains gave people the feeling that they were all 20 years ago.

It was as if time had frozen this place and made it old, but no one collected it and it couldn't be sold.

"Boss, do you have a backyard?" Mu Zhiyang asked seriously without any expression on his face.

At this time, there are many places to sell smiles in the back.

The supermarket owner in the town didn't look so easy to talk to. He looked at the police walking all over the street and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"If you really want to ask, let's make an interrogation record." Mu Zhiyang took out the record book.

"There is a backyard, go and see." The owner waved his hand quickly.

"Is there three-phase electricity?" Mu Zhiyang went in and followed the wires.

What they were looking for was not the murderer, but the place where the murderer dismembered the body.

As the saying goes, the monk can escape, but the temple cannot. The place where the body was dismembered must be closely related to the murderer. Especially in cases where the body was dismembered very finely, the murderer would only do so in a place that he thought was very safe and where he had strong self-control.

Because this takes time and energy.

If someone sees it halfway through, it will be difficult to explain. You can't say like a suspect in a certain case, "I dismembered the body, but I didn't kill it... I woke up in the morning and found my husband dead. Maybe I took too many sleeping pills last night..."

Therefore, dismemberment basically happens in scenes with a single door and a single household.

If it is a house shared with others, even if there is an independent bathroom, it will not be used to dismember the body, at least it will not be a fine dismemberment. If there are experts here, they can prove that the higher the house price to income ratio and the higher the per capita quality, the lower the proportion of dismemberment.

Jiang Yuan followed him into the backyard of the supermarket, but he didn't see any equipment or place suitable for dismembering the body.

Mu Zhiyang still asked a few questions: "Do you have an electric saw here... What about an axe... Let's take a look..."

He looked at one store after another, and the progress was very slow and quite boring.

Jiang Yuan followed him silently.

In essence, Jiang Yuan was very disgusted with such inspections.

This was like the exhaustive method in mathematics, without any aesthetic feeling.

You just look at them one by one and count them one by one.

The biggest crisis of the whole thing is that the scope is wrong, and the biggest mistake is omission!

The most difficult part is that it is almost impossible for you to successfully make a complete inspection.

Now, the decision-making power seems to be handed over to fate. As we all know, the most unreliable thing.

Next to the small supermarket is a fly restaurant, and next to it is a shop selling fly poison and rat poison. Then there are several empty shops in a row.

The weather that can dry up the reservoir quickly made the police who were investigating feel hot all over.

Another criminal policeman who was traveling with them couldn't help but mutter: "There are so many stores, but none of them have air conditioners. How can there be customers without air conditioners? Who can sit and eat in this weather?"

"I can't bear it." The auxiliary policeman from the town police station said: "People here may not be able to earn back the air conditioning fee by selling a bowl of noodles."

"Hey, no matter how miserable it is, it's better than us... I'll go get some water." It was so hot that people felt it wasted to talk. Fortunately, the municipal bureau provided a lot of mineral water and set up water points directly on both sides of the road.

Jiang Yuan, Mu Zhiyang and the auxiliary policeman from the town police station continued to walk, and said: "Age is a good entry point. The murderer of this case must first have the ability to kill and move corpses. Several victims are big and heavy."

"Then they cut it open?"

"You can't just dismember it on the spot." Jiang Yuan said as he came to the agricultural machinery professional cooperative in front.

The door was locked, and there was a phone number on the door.

The auxiliary police officer knocked on the door and shouted: "Lao Wang! Lao Wang!"

After shouting several times, he heard a response from inside: "I'm here, I'm sleeping..."

When the door opened, he could smell the smell of engine oil and pesticides.

There were several machines in the store, which looked tidied up and quite old.

"What are you doing today?" The owner was about 40 or 50 years old, and was considered young among the ordinary residents of Zhangshan Town.

He should be quite strong, wearing work clothes with multiple pockets, and the screwdriver he could take out with a hand was more powerful than an ordinary fruit knife.

"What are you doing?" the auxiliary police officer asked back.

The shop owner said, "We are ready to go. Pack up."

The auxiliary police turned around and said to Jiang Yuan and Mu Zhiyang, "This shop rents farm machinery. We have cars, water pumps, threshers, etc..."

Mu Zhiyang became a little more alert, put his hand on the holster, and said, "We are from the Qinghe Municipal Bureau... What's your name?"

As he asked, he looked at the other person with the eyes of a policeman.

Among the several shops I visited today, this one is the one that best fits the characteristics of a suspect.

"Wang Guoshan. It's my shop." The shop owner smiled, and his skin, which was exposed to the sun, was full of the hardships of life.

"How many people are there in the shop?"

"Just me."

"Such a big shop, and you are the only one?"

"I rent farm machinery. If someone wants to use it, I'll drive it over to work for them. I can't afford to hire people now."

Seeing that the shop owner answered fluently and was not too nervous, Mu Zhiyang relaxed a little and said, "The labor cost is really high now... Can we go to the backyard to take a look?"

Wang Guoshan said, "It's a mess in the back..."

"Everyone has to look over here." The auxiliary police advised, "You can leave after you look."

The shops on this street are all similar. There are shops in the front and yards and residences in the back.

Wang Guoshan didn't hesitate for too long and took the three people into the backyard.

The backyard is paved with cement, with three bungalows in the front and a color steel house on the right, where a tractor with large wheels is parked.

The yard is relatively clean, not as messy as the shop owner said, and there are no signs of residence like the previous ones.

Jiang Yuan couldn't help asking, "You don't usually live here, right? Where is your home?"

"I live with my wife."

"Where is that?"

"You don't know, it's a small place." Wang Guoshan smiled.

The auxiliary police had an impression of him and said, "Old Wang is the son-in-law of Jianjiang. There are many rules there."

Mu Zhiyang was startled and turned around. He put his hand on the holster again and asked, "Where is Jianjiang from?"

Wang Guoshan glanced at Mu Zhiyang's gun and said, "Lichang Town in Jianjiang."

The auxiliary police here came from the police station. Not knowing the specific case, Mu Zhiyang almost drew his gun.

At this time, the auxiliary police followed the previous order and said, "Do you have a cutter here?"

"No cutter."

"Where is the chain saw?"

"Chain saw... Chain saws are available. Sometimes they are used to split mountains for people. I'll show you." Wang Guoshan said, turned around and walked towards the carport.

Mu Zhiyang was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted and shouted, "Stop!"

Wang Guoshan didn't listen, but accelerated into the carport and climbed onto the tractor.

Mu Zhiyang suddenly pulled out his gun, pointed at Wang Guoshan and shouted: "Stop, or I'll shoot, stop!"

Wang Guoshan got in the car and started it, moving very fast.

Mu Zhiyang hesitated again and again, until Wang Guoshan's tractor started, he fired a shot into the air.

Snap.

The crisp sound attracted the attention of many policemen.

Woo...

Wang Guoshan drove the tractor straight towards Mu Zhiyang.

Mu Zhiyang slightly spread his legs, held the gun with both hands, and pointed it at Wang Guoshan.

"Don't shoot him to death." Jiang Yuan reminded him quickly.

Mu Zhiyang actually knew that in this situation, shooting Wang Guoshan to death would only do harm.

So, he fired another shot into the air, pointing the gun at the cockpit of the tractor, trying to stop the other party.

Wang Guoshan didn't even look at it, he stepped on the accelerator and rushed over.

At this moment, Mu Zhiyang was like an infantryman using his flesh and blood to resist the armored vehicle.

Jiang Yuan pulled him back.

Wang Guoshan turned the front of the tractor viciously, letting the wheel of the tractor sweep across Mu Zhiyang's calf.

Then, the tractor directly knocked open the iron gate of the backyard and ran out of the town.

Mu Zhiyang shouted "Ah" after realizing it belatedly.

The criminal police who had just gone to get water and lost at least one third-class merit calculated the time to catch up, and then looked at the mess on the ground and was a little confused.

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