When Lin Yuexiang and the others came down from the rooftop of the residential building, a circle of onlookers had already gathered around the crime scene, mostly middle-aged and elderly people.
They weren't attracted by the sound of someone falling from the building. In this neighborhood, people often choose to throw garbage bags filled with trash directly from the windows due to being too lazy to deal with it properly. And the sound of a person falling to the ground is actually not much different from that of a garbage bag, so it didn't arouse the attention of the nearby residents.
However, the subsequent police sirens were different. You know, this neighborhood is not only poor but also several kilometers away from the nearest police station. Under normal circumstances, it's very rare to see a police car passing by, let alone one driving directly into the neighborhood. That's why the police sirens quickly attracted the attention of almost all the residents who hadn't gone to bed nearby.
At this moment, among the crowd, an old man with a somewhat hunched body, sparse and half-white hair, and wrinkles all over his forehead came over. He was the owner of the nearby grocery store.
He looked at the body that had been covered with a white cloth. It seemed that he had some feelings. His emaciated arm trembled slightly, his mouth opened slightly as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he couldn't say anything. He could only let out a long sigh and then turned to leave.
Time returns to the present.
After Qicheng left, Lin Yuexiang took the initiative to walk towards Captain Cheng.
Captain Cheng's original name is Cheng Huaye, and he is 29 years old. He is the captain of the "Special Mobile Team" of the Shanglu City Public Security Bureau. Simply put, this "Special Mobile Team" is responsible for assisting the "Superpower Investigation Team". However, this doesn't mean that their work is only limited to this. In some non-supernatural cases caused by ordinary people but extremely difficult to handle, they often appear and usually play a crucial role.
This makes Captain Cheng Huaye, although he has a short working age and is young, hold a relatively high police rank of First-class Superintendent, basically ranking above a thousand people and below only a few in the entire bureau.
"Have you investigated the identity of the deceased clearly?" Lin Yuexiang walked to Cheng Huaye's side and asked.
"Yes, we have." Cheng Huaye replied. Once a case is related to superpowers, all kinds of channels are wide open. Therefore, they didn't spend much time investigating the identity and specific background of the deceased.
"The name of the deceased: Wang Yue; Gender: Male; Age: 34 years old; Occupation: A assembly line worker in Workshop 3 of Quanshan Second Electronics Factory. He was fired five days ago and is currently unemployed; His ancestral home..."
After listening to a series of identity information about the deceased Wang Yue, Lin Yuexiang let out a sigh and then asked, "Does he have any friends? There must be a reason why he was targeted. If he has friends, the other party might know something."
"Yes, he does." Cheng Huaye nodded, "We have already tried to contact the other party. If everything goes well, we should be able to meet him tonight."
As soon as he finished speaking, a relatively young police officer trotted up to Cheng Huaye and reported:
"Captain, the friend of the deceased has agreed to cooperate with our investigation tonight and has already set off for the bureau."
"Speak of the devil." Cheng Huaye let out a small laugh and invited, "Captain Lin, let's go."
Lin Yuexiang nodded slightly and at the same time gave a look to Lei Ting and Liu Wang, signaling them to follow.
After taking a police car to the General Administration of Public Security, the three members of the investigation team and Cheng Huaye, led by an ordinary police officer, walked into a room. This is not an interrogation room for criminals but more like a reception room, with a tea table and tea sets, as well as several potted plants. The friend of the deceased who arrived at the police station first was already sitting on one of the sofas, with his hands on his head, seemingly still unable to believe the death of his friend.
Lin Yuexiang walked over and sat on the opposite sofa, saying in a calm voice:
"Hello, my name is Lin Yuexiang and I'm in charge of asking you questions. We're really sorry about Mr. Wang. But we will do our best to solve the case as soon as possible. So, please calm down. If possible, please introduce yourself first."
I don't know if there was some special magic in Lin Yuexiang's words, but the friend of the deceased gradually calmed down. About a minute later, he opened his mouth and said:
"My name is Chen Ying, 24 years old. I should be Mr. Wang's former colleague. Listen, police officer, Mr. Wang couldn't have committed suicide! He must have been murdered! Believe me..."
As Chen Ying spoke, his emotions became agitated again. Lin Yuexiang quickly interrupted him, "Mr. Chen Ying, please calm down. There are indeed doubts about Mr. Wang Yue's death. Our bureau has basically ruled out the possibility of suicide. And in order to find the murderer as soon as possible, we need your cooperation."
Upon hearing this, Chen Ying took two deep breaths and suppressed his surging emotions. He said, "I understand, police officer. It's just that I still can't control my emotions. After all, this news is really sudden... But don't worry, I won't be like this later."
"Since that's the case, please tell me what happened before Mr. Wang Yue's death." Lin Yuexiang asked.
"No problem." Chen Ying nodded and began to tell:
"When Mr. Wang was still in the factory, because he was the oldest and had the longest working age, although he wasn't the supervisor, he was like a big brother and a leader on our production line. In our hearts, he was much better than the supervisor. He not only worked seriously but also treated us very well. He even worked overtime for us. We all liked him very much..."
As he was speaking, Chen Ying suddenly paused. It seemed that he realized that what he had been saying was just irrelevant talk. So he changed the topic and said:
"However, later, perhaps because he was too tired from work every day, or for some other reasons, since he took a leave of absence and came back from his hometown, he started to feel overwhelmed and couldn't get into the mood for work. Because of this, the director scolded him several times and deducted his wages several times. We were very worried that Mr. Wang would continue like this, and we often asked him what was wrong. But every time he dismissed us with the excuse that 'it's nothing, just in a bad mood'."
Having said this, Chen Ying paused for a moment and then changed the subject again:
"Then, about two weeks ago, Mr. Wang suddenly became much more energetic one day, and his spirit and energy improved. The brothers on our production line were very happy that he had recovered. We originally thought that his work efficiency would improve, but on that day, although he wasn't muddle-headed anymore, he was often in a trance and always showed a silly smile when he was in a trance. It was the same on the first day, and also the same on the second day... On the third day, we couldn't hold back anymore and asked him what was wrong. Then Mr. Wang said that a few days ago, he used the little money he had to go drink his sorrows away. After getting drunk, he went home and met a woman on the way..."
"A woman?" Lin Yuexiang suddenly became alert.
Chen Ying nodded repeatedly, "Yes, a woman. And he said that she was likely to be a foreign woman, but he didn't know whether she was from Southeast Asia, or from the Southern Dynasty or the Land of the Rising Sun."
"Mr. Wang said that the woman spoke Chinese very well, especially standard, just like the hosts of news programs. But precisely because it was too standard, without any accent or pronunciation mistakes, it made him start to suspect that the woman was a foreigner."
"Foreign... " Lin Yuexiang said in a very low voice, squinting his eyes slightly as if he had confirmed something.