Chapter 440

That day. The abbot and the lay Buddhists all followed the police down the mountain.

Along the way, the abbot's mood was a bit depressed. When he was about to go down the mountain, he couldn't help but mutter his surname: "Cheng as in the 'Cheng' in 'Wang Ba Cheng' (a pun on 'bastard'), Cheng as in the 'Cheng' in 'Wang Ba Cheng'..."

Mu Zhiyang asked curiously what he was doing, and the abbot said: "I am scolding people."

"Scolding whom?" Mu Zhiyang asked.

"On the surface, I am scolding myself." The abbot rubbed the big beads and said: "Even if netizens take a video, they can only say that my temper is strange."

"What about in reality?"

"I just want to say a few more 'bastards'!" The abbot's big beads rubbed fast: "Bastard! All are bastards..."

Mu Zhiyang looked at the abbot's shrewd brain: "Fortunately, your surname is Cheng..."

The abbot said philosophically at this time: "Heaven gave me talent and I will be useful. If you think carefully and analyze the characters seriously, you will always find a surprise. If you read more books, you will find that the words for scolding people in Chinese are very sufficient."

What could Mu Zhiyang say? He could only raise his thumb and say: "Reading is really useful."

"This is true. If Donor Qian, Qian Guoqing, had read university, with his age, he would inevitably have a cadre status, and then he could only retire at 60. In that case, there would be no time to wander around. His work nature would also mostly be office-based white-collar work. When he gets old, he would not have the energy to chat with women everywhere. In most cases, he should be willing but unable..."

Mu Zhiyang looked at the abbot who was about 10 years older than himself and said sincerely: "Sure enough, it is the monk who sees clearly."

The abbot gave an "en" and said: "People like us who are often not at home, whether it is falling in love or marrying a wife, must think more and be cautious."

"Yes, yes, yes." Mu Zhiyang also fully expressed his opinion.

Criminal Police Brigade.

Captain Han entered the door, drank two sips of water, pointed to a few people, and said: "You guys, make detailed inquiry notes for the abbot and the pilgrims."

Some police officers who had just climbed down the mountain were numb: "Aren't the notes we made last night detailed enough?"

"This is a homicide case, not a prostitution case. Did you ask all the things you should ask?" Captain Han said impatiently: "Everything that should be asked must be asked. From beginning to end, this case is mostly inseparable from the broken things in the temple."

But whether it has anything to do with it, I actually don't know. The criminal police secretly complained, but there was no way.

Solving a homicide case is troublesome, and doing it is also very troublesome. And everyone knows that if you don't make inquiry notes now, if the person's statement changes later, you won't be able to refute it even if you want to.

It is a very stupid thing to lie to the police, but there is an exception, which is people who don't have a true word in their mouths. This kind of person, anyway, can't say a true word, mostly can't get a sentence reduction, just increased the workload of the handling personnel.

Of course, what is more annoying is another kind, which is the nonsense of the witnesses, just like the lay Buddhists and pilgrims now.

No one thinks that what they say is all true, but which part is true and which part is false? Or they forgot it themselves while talking.

The criminal police left in the criminal police brigade, and some people didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, laughing and saying: "Anyway, it's not urgent, just take your time with the notes."

Normal notes are like this, according to working hours, everyone is not in a hurry, rest when they should rest, drink water when they should drink water, just like chatting.

Especially when facing witnesses who are not very important, the camera is set up, and there is no need to rack their brains to find a breakthrough. Just speak normally, and the main workload is to transcribe reports and such when going back.

However, the situation today is obviously different.

The content of the chat is different.

It used to be the police laughing and listening to the talk of fate, but now, it is the talk of fate to all living beings.

Looking at the kind and distorted expressions of the 60-year-old ladies, listening to their pain and curses, a few young police officers couldn't hold on very quickly.

In the end, it was not the police looking for people to chat, but people looking for police to chat.

Chatting and chatting, chatting and chatting... the day passed.

The next day, a few people staying in the reception center of the criminal police brigade didn't need the police comrades to urge them, everyone automatically and consciously came to the door to continue chatting.

Jiang Yuan passed by during working hours, saw Captain Han's expression, and felt that it was even more miserable than when Director Huang was there.

At least, when Director Huang was there, Captain Han was clearly in pain, the kind of pain of exhaustion from excessive blood loss from being bitten.

However, after a few days of inquiry notes, Captain Han had become the hidden pain of exhaustion all over, not knowing where he was injured.

Jiang Yuan couldn't care so much. Just like going to work, he arrived at the criminal police team in the morning and went straight into his office to do skull restoration.

At noon, he didn't even go out to eat, just ate some food brought from home such as sauce bones, Buddha jumps over the wall, roast meat, pilaf, etc., which could be eaten after being heated slightly.

There is a microwave oven in the office. Twist the time, and a little bit of heat is a good meal.

Even food like Buddha jumps over the wall, which looks relatively light, brings a little more soup every time, heats a basin at a time, and then pours the rice into it, which is a good meal.

In the evening, if he is hungry, he will cook some hot pot in the office, get some roast meat, etc.

The takeaway industry in Qu'an County is not developed. The few shops willing to deliver takeaways sell products similar to Wallace, and they are mainly small chain stores, and errands have not yet been opened.

Jiang Yuan had no choice but to leave a WeChat of a takeaway brother, asking him to bring various foods and water every day.

And the takeaway brother, after getting familiar with Jiang Yuan's daily life, was shocked and had already started to consider taking the auxiliary police exam.

A few days later.

Abbot Cheng and others returned to the small temple one after another.

The skull Jiang Yuan made also began to take shape.

"Take a few pictures." Jiang Yuan produced pictures directly on the laptop, and then called the full-time criminal photographer of the Qu'an County Bureau to pick them.

Skull reconstruction can be called art. Its negative impact is that the human face restored is somewhat uneven.

Simply put, every step of skull reconstruction is not extremely accurate. Generally speaking, choices are made within a certain range.

Theoretically, if the difference in each step is very large, the final face obtained will be very different.

However, the human eye or the human brain itself is not based on precision. As long as the portrait is not particularly different, the eyewitness has a certain ability to distinguish. People who are familiar with them are more likely to distinguish.

When used in face comparison or computer analysis, it might be slightly difficult, but compared with the painter's portrait, the accuracy of the photos obtained by skull restoration is much higher.

Especially in China, most police bureaus actually don't have the configuration of a painter. Of course, there are no skull restoration artists either.

The only criminal photographer who can be artistic is usually trained quickly.

The one in Qu'an County obviously didn't exceed the usual category.

He selected six pictures in one breath, obviously playing the idea of quantity creating miracles, indicating that he didn't have any self-confidence at all.

"This should be about the same. By the way, do you want to make the face whiter and yellower?" Those who engage in criminal photography usually shoot dead bodies, and their aesthetic for portraits gradually converges with forensic doctors.

"The color of the facial skin is relatively difficult to judge, so let's be more diversified." Jiang Yuan shook his head secretly, also lost confidence in him, and selected 24 photos himself.

This way, 30 pictures of similar appearance were gathered. Theoretically, they are 30 people, but in reality, they all look very similar, as if they were 30 brothers.

Importing these 30 photos into the background system, it didn't take long, and the background started to spit out people.

At this time, Captain Han and Liu Jinghui also ran up.

"See what's there." Liu Jinghui sat behind Jiang Yuan, ready to help look at the photos.

The face recognition system used by Qu'an County is similar to the fingerprint system, and it is also a candidate mode. By default, it spits out 20 candidate avatars at a time for people to choose.

But unlike the fingerprint system, the human recognition of human faces is too high.

Even fingerprint experts who have been trained for a long time, facing the candidate fingerprints thrown out by the automatic fingerprint identification system, have to look at them one by one and compare them.

However, facing human faces, ordinary people don't need training to clearly say whether the people in the two photos are the same person.

This makes the progress of screening very fast.

The good thing about skull reconstruction is also here, because it is a human face, everyone can easily compare, even ordinary criminal police have corresponding abilities.

Dozens of photos were brushed past in a while, and soon, several people looked at one photo at the same time.

"This person." Liu Jinghui pointed and said: "Find the information of this person!"

On the display, an old man with a high nose bridge and a bit of literary temperament appeared, and looking at the identity information, he was also from Nanming, Yue Province.

Just looking at the address information, everyone was excited.

Captain Han clicked the mouse a few times, entered the password, and soon saw a red reminder of "missing" on the screen.

This time, it was almost locked. Captain Han looked at the page carefully and said: "This person didn't leave DNA and fingerprints in the system, but his children left DNA... I'll contact them!"

Mu Zhiyang looked at it in a daze. After everyone was not so busy, he asked Liu Jinghui in a low voice: "Division Chief Liu, is the dead person a completely irrelevant person?"

"Whether it is relevant or not, you have to ask to know. However..." Liu Jinghui curled his lips and said: "Qian Guoqing is from Yue Province, and this one is also from Yue Province. You say it is completely irrelevant, I don't believe it."

"Then... is it still love-hate?" Mu Zhiyang felt uncomfortable. He hadn't even talked about a girlfriend, and the old babies in the temple had started to turn love into hate, and even started killing? Is everyone's progress too inconsistent?

Liu Jinghui didn't answer, saying: "The motive is hard to say. However, who do you think killed him?"

Although the copy of the old babies killing each other in the small temple could not be opened smoothly, Liu Jinghui had other expectations.

Mu Zhiyang shook his head blankly: "They sleep with each other, who knows who will kill?"

Jiang Yuan reminded: "The place of death is also very special, deep in the road, not many people should know, however..."

"However what?" Captain Han asked immediately.

"If it is for wild sex, you should search the surrounding area seriously. The crime scene is not far from the road. As long as you are willing to walk a few more steps, it is a good place to kill..." Jiang Yuan grew up under Mount Sining, and still understands some things.

Mu Zhiyang widened his eyes again: "Not necessarily, the age is so old..."

"Don't underestimate the elderly!" Liu Jinghui gave a "hum" and said: "Just by the fact that they can make inquiry notes for three or four days, and the content of the chat is so deep..."

"Stop talking, there is a picture!" Mu Zhiyang felt painful. ===== CHAPTER 441 =====

"Don't underestimate the elderly!" Liu Jinghui gave a 'humph' and said, "Just based on the fact that they can give a non-stop, three-to-four-day statement, and the content of the chat is so in-depth..."

"Stop talking, I can picture it!" Mu Zhiyang felt pained.