South to North: A Prison Guard at the Beginning

Chapter 259 Brainburning

Jiang Nan's investigation went quite smoothly. With so many people spreading out into the reed marsh, they quickly found the hole where the woven bag was buried. The surrounding area was filled with soil that had just been dug up by dog ​​paws, and there was blood in it, but apart from that, there was nothing else.

Trace detection experts from the provincial department and municipal bureau began an investigation, hoping to find some useful clues.

On the other hand, Yuan Mu divided his men into two groups and went to different stores to investigate people who bought woven bags in the past month. However, there were more than a hundred people coming and going in these stores every day.

It is impossible for the salespersons to remember so many people, and there are quite a few people who have bought woven bags in this month, so they can't remember who is who.

As a result, the case came to a stalemate again. After a day of investigation, Yuan Mu had to take his men back to the Municipal Bureau. He now desperately needed some clues to narrow the scope of the investigation as much as possible.

In the conference room, Jiang Nan placed all the clues he got today on the conference table, and some photos of the scene were held in Yuan Mu's hands.

"Director Jiang, are these the footprints found at the scene?" Yuan Mu said, picking up a photo.

"Yes, it's right next to the pit, but the strange thing is, there is only this one footprint, no other footprints. This pit is dozens of meters away from the outside. If the murderer wanted to walk out of here, how could he only leave one footprint?" Jiang Nan nodded.

"Where is the detailed report of the footprints?" Yuan Mu raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Here it is." Jiang Nan said, handing another piece of paper to Yuan Mu.

Looking at the data above, Yuan Mu started to calculate in his mind. Based on the size and width of the footprint, he could roughly estimate the suspect's height.

The length of this footprint is 24.6 centimeters. If calculated in this way, the owner of this footprint should be about 1.69 meters tall. Of course, this is just a rough estimate.

And judging by the width of the footprints, the suspect should not be fat. If he were a fat person, his shoes would be deformed. Of course, there are indeed very few fat people in this era.

Yuan Mu smoked one cigarette after another while looking through the new "clues" in his hand. The others were discussing the case, and for a while the meeting room was filled with smoke and noise.

"Alas." Yuan Mu sighed in his heart. Was this clue he had found going to be useless again? He could trace it, but it was too difficult. Without surveillance, he could not identify the people who bought the woven bags. The scope was too wide.

Eh? At this moment, Yuan Mu suddenly had an idea. Since Roman was dumped, could the other people have been dumped as well? Logically, the murderer should be very smart and would not bury the woven bag near the dumping site. So what was his purpose?

"Bang bang bang!" Thinking of this, Yuan Mu gently patted the table. The scene suddenly became quiet and everyone looked at Yuan Mu.

"Everyone, please be quiet for a moment. I have an idea to share with you."

"Director Yuan, just tell us whatever you've thought of." Director Jiang nodded.

"Yes, Director Yuan, this clue was discovered by you. Please tell us about it as soon as possible." Director Zhao also spoke.

As the police chief, he has been under a lot of pressure recently. Now Yuan Mu is his lifeline, and he has to hold on to her tightly.

Yuan Mu stood up and walked to the blackboard in front, on which were hung clues and photos related to the case. He pointed at the photos of Han Qian and several other victims and spoke.

“Have you ever thought that since Roman was killed and his body was dumped in the reed marsh, is it possible that the other four victims were also killed and their bodies were dumped there?”

"If that's the case, then Zhao Xuemei is a possibility, but there's no need for the other three, right? For example, Sun Qiaoqiao's body was found in the classroom, Li Li's body was in the warehouse where sundries were stored in the textile factory, and Han Qian's body was in an abandoned cabin in the suburbs. Why would the murderer go to the trouble of bringing them here and dumping their bodies?" Director Zhao frowned.

"Well, that's a good question. This is what we don't understand. Think about it again. Since the murderer dumped Roman's body in a woven bag in the reed marsh, why didn't he take the woven bag away with him? Instead, he buried it in the reed marsh dozens of meters away from the body?"

"Isn't he afraid that we will find this clue and follow it to find him? Why would the murderer do this?"

After hearing Yuan Mu's words, everyone fell into deep thought. Yes, why? It doesn't make sense. What's the benefit of doing this?

"I guess the murderer did this for several reasons. First, he despised our police force and thought we wouldn't be able to find the woven bag. After all, it's always dark under the light!"

"Second, he is provoking us, or he is not afraid that we can find the woven bag. Even if we find it, we can't find him!"

"And I also speculate that the murderer must have knocked the victim unconscious first and then took him away to a secluded and safe place to torture him. After satisfying his own perverted psychology, he collected the body and dumped it."

"But why did the murderer choose these places to dump the bodies? Is there any inevitable connection between them?" Jiang Nan frowned and said.

"Yeah, I feel like this is a waste of time." Others spoke up.

"Hey! Let's not talk about this for now. What do you think? Will the murderer bury other bags used to hold corpses near the place where the bodies were dumped?" Yuan Mu exhaled a puff of smoke and looked at everyone.

The scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone was thinking about Yuan Mu's words and the possibility of these words.

"I think we can investigate it." Jiang Nan said.

"I also think it's worth investigating." Director Zhao also said.

"Okay, then tomorrow morning, we will split into several groups and go to the four body dumping sites to see if there are any signs of new burials." Yuan Mu nodded slowly.

At five o'clock in the morning of the next day, everyone went out together, and Yuan Mu led people to the scene of Zhao Xuemei's death again, or it could be said that the scene where the body was dumped.

Previously, they only checked the area within ten to twenty meters around the body, but they were not so careful beyond that. This time, they checked more carefully and expanded the range to one hundred meters.

No corner or alley should be left out, and careful searches should be conducted to see if there are any signs of fresh burials.

"Chief Yuan! Chief Yuan!" Ten minutes later, a police officer stood up and shouted excitedly.

"What's going on!" Yuan Mu ran over hurriedly.

"Chief Yuan, there is a fresh trace of burial here!" said the police officer, pointing to the ground.

Yuan Mu looked at the ground and saw that the land had obvious signs of having been turned over, and some of the loose soil was obviously different from the surrounding soil.