Chapter 69: Searching for People

The rain outside the window was still pouring down, and multiple teams of criminal police had already driven to various hospitals under the attention of cameras.

The gloomy sky, the pouring rain, and the unswerving backs made the photographer very satisfied. While taking photos, he said to Huang Qiangmin, who was waiting in the lobby: "If this set of photos is given a beautiful name later, the propaganda effect will be full."

Huang Qiangmin listened and twisted his neck, then looked at the photographer's profile, and said slowly: "Tracking shots should be better, right."

"En? That... actually, the photos taken are already enough..." The photographer listened to the pitter-patter of the rain outside the window and hurriedly smiled better.

"Go, take more photos of the group in Qinghe City, so it's good for propaganda." Huang Qiangmin handed him a raincoat and watched him walk out of the main door and into the rain scene.

News from the front line was constantly being passed back, making people both worried and happy.

The good news was that laser tattoo removal in every hospital was on record, and if searched carefully, most could determine the location of the tattoo. The bad news was that so far, no record matching the deceased had been found in any hospital.

The captain of the Second Squadron, Liu Wenkai, was searching for information in the office of the First People's Hospital of Qinghe City.

Qinghe City was the location of the administrative office of the Qinghe region. If Ningtai County people had any relatively big illnesses, they would prioritize coming to Qinghe City for treatment.

The distance between the two places wasn't far, about tens of kilometers, and those with cars could get there quickly, and there were many public transportation routes. At the same time, Qinghe City also had the Tai River flowing through it, belonging to the upstream city of the Tai River.

Of course, many people from Ningtai County also went to Changyang City for treatment, but there were too many hospitals in Changyang City, so it wasn't easy to check. Liu Wenkai's idea was consistent with Huang Qiangmin's, which was to prioritize checking in Qinghe City and Ningtai local hospitals first; if they really couldn't find them, it wouldn't be too late to think of ways in Changyang or even cities further upstream.

Liu Wenkai sat by the computer, watching the doctor trace the medical records forward, and they had already found the year before last, but still hadn't found it, making him scratch his head in anxiety.

"Can you search for keywords like 'leg' or 'Wind Market acupoint'? Find all the ones done before?" Liu Wenkai helped come up with ideas.

The doctor glanced at him and said: "You should help us make this kind of software."

"Then your software is too backward." Liu Wenkai complained, and added: "Don't miss anything, you look slowly."

"Are you not in a hurry anymore?"

"In a hurry, why not in a hurry, what year have you checked to?"

"Immediately to the year before the year before last. Around the New Year, many people wash tattoos."

Liu Wenkai's expression became even more serious. The age of the deceased judged by the forensic doctor was 23-25 years old, so counting back three years, it was 20 to 22 years old, and the probability of washing tattoos earlier was obviously lower. He had been a criminal police officer for so long and knew what type of tattoos minors had. A male with only one tattoo on his thigh, and only the size of a fist, didn't look like the style of a minor's tattoo at all.

"Maybe it wasn't done in our hospital. There are many places to wash tattoos now, and some beauty salons also wash them..." The doctor said while searching.

Liu Wenkai said: "The forensic doctor judged that it was washed quite clean."

"Oh, then it might have been washed in a hospital. However, it's not necessarily washed in our hospital."

"We are all looking for it in every hospital, please look more, if you really can't find it, then we'll talk." Liu Wenkai suppressed his temper and said good words. He naturally knew that it was possible not to find it, and in fact, whether the deceased died in Ningtai County was uncertain.

However, for them, there was no gambling to be done; they could only conduct a thorough investigation, household by household.

The doctor was tired of searching, and while searching, he started nagging: "Actually, some beauty salons now also wash them okay. Mainly, whether it's washed clean or not has a lot to do with the pigment used when tattooing; black and dark blue can generally be washed relatively clean, while those mixed pigments are particularly difficult to wash. There is also the relationship of personal constitution; I have seen those who wash it once and it's almost gone, and there are also those who wash it ten or twenty times and it's still not working, and finally they can't persist, and there are those with scar constitution, the tattoo is washed away, but the scar comes out..."

As the doctor was talking, the speed of speech slowed down, and the movement stopped.

Liu Wenkai stood up sensitively and walked over to look.

"See if it looks like it." The doctor clicked on the headshot of a file.

Liu Wenkai didn't tell him that the corpse was only half, and at this time he didn't make a sound, just said: "Look at the tattoo first."

The doctor then found a photo.

Sure enough, on the right side of the thigh, there was a string of English letters, using fancy script, gathered into a ball, black and blurry.

Just looking at the position, it should be the same person.

The doctor looked carefully and read it out: "I-believe. I believe?"

"Believe what?" Liu Wenkai asked.

"Ghost knows what to believe, this counts, the tattoo washed the year before the year before last." The doctor tossed the file out, printed it out for Liu Wenkai, and said: "This should be a random tattoo done at a tattoo shop on the street, the quality isn't high."

He was a person who often looked at tattoos and could be considered a relatively professional opinion.

Liu Wenkai nodded slowly, then took out his phone and said: "I'll make a call, thank you."

As he spoke, his phone dialed out.

"How is it?" Huang Qiangmin's phone was also answered very quickly.

"Found it, the deceased's name is Zhou Lei, 24 years old, has an ID number, I haven't looked yet, I'll send it to you in a while..." Liu Wenkai was quite excited.

For such a case, determining the identity of the victim could be said to be a huge phased victory.

Most similar cases, following the victim's relationship network, had a high probability of being solved.

Cases designed with exquisite ingenuity were ultimately a minority. Even if the perpetrator designed an exquisite way to commit the crime, the murderer who could execute it uprightly was extremely rare. Even fewer didn't encounter accidents in the middle.

In Liu Wenkai's impression, it was the old ruffians and old hooligans who often entered and exited the police station who could barely manage their emotions and expressions when facing the police.

More murderers didn't know how to deal with the police.

This was also why police officers often had to go door-to-door for investigation and questioning.

Calling or asking the other party to come over made it easier for the other party to build psychological defenses, increasing the difficulty of interrogation or questioning.

"That's fine, I'll go first, please keep it confidential, don't tell anyone else about this. If someone asks, just tell me, okay." Liu Wenkai exhorted twice and left in a hurry.

On the other side, the entire Criminal Police Detachment became excited, and the several police officers in Qinghe gathered together, actively working overtime, actively assigning tasks for themselves, and actively rushing around. ===== CHAPTER 70 =====