Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 1188: Red Dust Like a Dream

For a moment, it might be a good thing to state that it feels that the speed of the car could be slower, or that the destination could be further away.

Father and son chatted in the car.

Discussion on the merits of the case may not be marginal, but may also cause exclamation over a place that has changed.

It was a strange feeling that the father and son were together… like playing a detective game together.

Of course, this is a real-life investigation and is likely to run into extra-game dangers.

I didn't realize the car stopped.

Wang Liang's rental house had already been sealed long ago. Zhou Yuxuan tore the seal apart without saying anything, and opened the door and walked in. Chen Ming stood outside the door consciously, if he thought about it.

Zhou Yuxuan turned back and wondered: “What have you found? ”

Chen Ming shook his head unconsciously and then walked into the cab - the body in the freezer had long been removed, but the freezer had not moved, nothing in the cab had moved, or looked unusually neat.

Zhou Yuxuan has come to the scene several times and has not found any new clues. He would not have come back in a short time if it had not been for his offer to see it again.

However, the air in the room seemed a little dull. Zhou Yuxuan walked straight to the window and opened it - he was not afraid that it would destroy the scene. For such a long time, the colleagues who had testified had already sampled everything of value.

According to the collection, when they arrived at the scene, none of the fingerprints had been found, and the rental house was as clean as it had been washed inside and outside sterile water.

But this is the first time that Chen came to this place… He frowned and looked at the neat rental house, and it felt very comfortable the first time - it felt like the house was in the best condition at the moment, and even if it had to be cleaned, he had already found a place where it shouldn't be cleaned.

Zhou Yuxuan knew that there was not much value in this place anymore, but did not prevent him from accompanying him in stating that he was investigating here - because, in his view, it was a good thing to increase his case handling experience.

Instead of even rushing to ask for clarification, he waited patiently… or subconsciously, as his father's, he wanted clarification to give him some unexpected surprises.

He suddenly opened the shoe cabinet at the door and then, under Zhou Yuxuan's surprised gaze, flipped out some of the shoes and threw them on the floor at will.

Zhou Yuxuan was about to ask him what he wanted to do - to prove that he wasn't happy with what was in the shoe cabinet at the moment.

He started walking around the house, the couch, the cabinet, the table, even the bedroom, the toilet kitchen —— he turned everything that was supposed to be neat, all over again.

Finally, Zhen Ming returned to the entrance.

At this point, the whole rental house looks messy - it feels more like a single man living in this state.

Although Wang Liang has many girlfriends, she is not a cohabiting relationship - according to the survey data, Wang Liang himself is not a cleanliness habit. The police had been to a bar where Wang Liang had worked, and after Wang Liang's sensibility had not dealt with it, he could see that what was inside was a mess.

“What do you want to do?” Zhou Yuxuan frowned and asked somewhat puzzlingly.

Chen Ming silenced for a moment and said: “I want to simulate the murderer's mode of action...”

“Simulation?” Zhou Yuxuan nodded and nodded, “Well, you learned to write, then try... you imitate the murderer, I'll imitate Wang Liang... but we don't even know how to kill the murderer right now. ”

“Time is night.” Chen Zheng subconsciously said.

“At night?”

“Late night is the best time to hide.” Ming Ming chanted: “Suppose Wang Liang didn't resist at the time. He could be asleep or drunk. ”

“Get drunk.” Zhou Yuxuan: “According to the investigation, Wang Liang is an easy-to-wake person. He works in a bar... there's a lot of alcohol hidden in the house, he should have a drinking habit on weekdays, and it's easiest for a drunk to do it. ”

As for the place to sleep after getting drunk... Watching the rental house cleaned up so clean, Zhou Yuxuan felt that it was the same everywhere she slept, and Soho just lay down on the couch, "Go ahead. ”

Chen Mingming nodded, walked out the door and shut the door.

He stood in front of the door, closed his eyes, put his hands on the door handle, the whole person could not move... suddenly, Zhen Ming opened his eyes and gently pushed the door open.

He entered the house and saw the messy entrance, frowning first, then putting the shoes placed at the entrance right before walking slowly into the house step by step.

At this time, Zhou Yuxuan, who looked at Chen Ming's move, first stunned and then quickly laid down - but did not close his eyes.

Chang Ming arrived shortly before the couch, but he didn't do it. The father and son looked at each other. Zhou Yuxuan, though curious in his heart, interrupted him with a loud voice.

He knew that the simulation of the case required a certain amount of attention, especially the wholehearted replacement of the person who played the killer.

Finally, Ming Chen did it - he walked into the kitchen, took out a roll of fresh paper, and then came to Zhou Yuxuan, slowly affixing the fresh paper to Zhou Yuxuan's face - of course not tangled.

Zhou Yuxuan pretended to struggle a few times before moving.

After that, Ming Ming stopped and did not move again.

After a long time, Zhou Yuxuan finally couldn't help but see that Zhen Ming didn't make the next move. He took the fresh film off his face and sat up and asked: “What's the problem? ”

“Something's wrong...” Chen Zheng frowned.

“What's wrong?” Zhou Yuxuan asked stunnedly: "By the way, why did you choose fresh film instead of another murder weapon? ”

"Places like sofas or beds can easily leave blood if you use other murder weapon... since the killer is a neat person, there will be no excess dirt when you do it. Suffocation should be his first choice. ”

It could be poison, of course.

But considering the fact that the murderer cleaned up the rental house like this, it was wrong to use poison - if it was poisoning, he didn't have to clean up the house again.

“Well, you have a point.” Zhou Yuxuan nodded, “haven't you told me what's wrong? ”

“Inconsistent.” Zhen Ming shrugged: “The mutilation of the body does not correspond to the character of the killer. What he chose to do was suffocate, and there was absolutely no need to dismember the body, which would only make the place dirtier. ”

“Perhaps he has a dual personality, besides neatness, a violent side.” Zhou Yuxuan analyzed.

"He should have used a more violent and brutal murder weapon from the beginning," said Ming Ming Chen. "He had to clean it up in the end anyway. ”

“Hmm...” Zhou Yuxuan also had to ponder.

At this time, the phone rang, and after Zhou Yuxuan connected, he nodded quickly. “Okay, I get it. ”

After the phone was turned off, Zhou Yuxuan shouted: "Where did you find this freezer?" ”

Only this freezer used to hide corpses in the entire rental house looks so out of place. Naturally, there is no need for this kind of thing in a normal home. Besides, there is already a refrigerator in the kitchen in the rental house. Wang Liang obviously does not need another refrigerator.

There's only one possibility, and there's a good chance that this fridge was prepared in advance by the killer.

After figuring it out, the police on the side of the Criminal Police Brigade got a little angry - the killer brazenly shredded the body and hid it, and even used Wang Liang's phone and phone card to falsify the imagination that Wang Liang was still alive… as if he was challenging the police.

When he went out, Zhou Yuxuan thought about going to the store where he sold the freezer as soon as possible, thinking that it was very likely that he could find some breakthrough clues about the killer.

But Ming Ming thought of something else —— the exam, the material on the sheepskin roll, the last thing he wrote: the key person, Zhao Le.

Subconsciously, Chang Ming did not raise this with Zhou Yuxuan - because the police had come to the conclusion that Zhao Le could not complete another murder.

……

……

This is an electrical maintenance department located on Old Street.

According to a survey of the freezer, many of the lines inside the freezer have aged, obviously not entirely new, but factory information can be found.

They traced down the original buyer and learned from the buyer that the freezer had been sold directly and second-hand to an old electrical recycler, and finally learned from the recycler that the freezer had been sold to the maintenance department.

When he arrived, Zhou Yuxuan revealed his ID directly in front of the boss and gave the photo and model of the freezer, etc.

“Well... we did sell this freezer here.” The boss gave the answer after a while.

Zhou Yuxuan looked delighted and rushed to ask: “Remember what the person who came to buy it looked like? ”

The boss said, "I don't know. A man in a mask came to shop that day. After he bought it, he wrote down an address for us to send it to, and then there was no contact. ”

“Didn't you come in?” Zhen Ming frowned.

The boss shook his head: “If you don't come in, it's at the door. Strangely enough, almost no one lets them go in the house and leave them at the door... so I remember this more clearly. ”

“Can you possibly remember the characteristics of the man who shopped?” Zhou Yuxuan continued to ask.

The boss shook his head and said, "Ah sir, this was months ago. Where do I remember it so clearly? ”

“Okay.” Zhou Yuxuan nodded rather helplessly, but then arranged for someone to come over and make a figure puzzle for the boss... at least leave no clue.

Father and son didn't get too big a breakthrough here, but look at the time, the sky has faded.

In the most recent week, Zhou Yuxuan has not forced himself to work as he used to, but will come and go more punctually.

He looked at the time: "That's it. Shall we just go home? ”

Chen Ming stunned, then nodded... go home, only Zhou Yuxuan's place to live, not himself and his mother's place to live, right?

Chen Ming has a strange feeling in his heart, but he can't say it... Forget it, it seems more convenient to live with his father for a few days anyway.

Originally, Zhou Yuxuan lived in a place where he used to live... the key, he actually kept it.

……

At 7: 00 p.m., when Zhou Yuxuan returned home and took out the key to open the door and walked in, Zhen Ming smelled a smell of food.

He couldn't help but notice.

I saw a woman, wearing an apron, walking out of the kitchen with her vegetables... and staying on the spot - this woman was not someone else, she was her mother.

“You're back! Just about ready to eat, wash your hands!” The woman laughed now.

“Smells good!” Zhou Yuxuan smiled at this moment.

“Ming, why don't you just stand there?” The woman looked confused at this point toward Chen Ming.

Chen Ming opened his mouth and then chose to remain silent... he chose to walk into the bathroom - he felt he needed to calm down.

“Even this conjugal relationship goes hand in hand… has it been repaired? ”

Looking at himself in the mirror, he proved that he was a little distracted.

As he walked out of the bathroom, his parents were already sitting at the dinner table, Zhou Yushang was burying his head for dinner, and his mother was loading herself with spoon soup.

He sat down subconsciously.

Father and mother are chatting, or something small with garlic peel.

Zhou Yuxuan probably didn't like the little things about the chicken and garlic peel. He asked Ming Ming Ming and said: “Ming, I suddenly think of something. Why do you think this killer chose to buy an old freezer? ”

Chen Ming subconsciously said: "It may be that the new refrigerator is easier to trace, or that the killer might not have a good economy, which is why he chose this relatively cheap second-hand freezer. Again, formal doorsteps typically monitor footage later, and the killer may not want to expose himself. ”

“Well, that's what I thought.” Zhou Yuxuan nodded.

“You two! I'm home. Can you stop talking about the case for a second?” Mother was slightly angry and glanced at Zhou Yuxuan. "Are you ready for dinner? ”

“Eat, eat! Sure!” Zhou Yuxuan shrugged his shoulders and smiled hippie.

Mother glanced at him and looked back at Ming Ming. "Don't learn all your father's bad things, you know! ”

Mother gave Ming a piece of chicken leg meat.

Listening to his mother's lesson to his father, he looked at Zhou Yuxuan's impatient and impatient appearance, then looked at the chicken leg meat in his bowl, stating that he subconsciously touched his cheek... somehow, it was wet.

Learn to cry.

Is that what you mean?

“Son, why are you crying?” Mother suddenly freaked out, her hands and feet messed up.

Zhou Yuxuan also put down the chopsticks at the same time, and looked caring.

Chen Mingming's lips shook a few times and his voice was a little dull: “Nothing... I just feel like I haven't eaten your cooking for a long time. Delicious...”

“Silly child...”

……

……

Unight took it by a new name called ‘Red Dust’.

This is the second time Lochu has tasted this new brew.

Sitting in front of the bar, holding on to his chin and gently shaking the cup in his hand, looking at everything that was going through the statement that the assessment was under way, Rochu's eyes gradually blurred.

If I hadn't come to the club that day out of curiosity… or if my father hadn't left, time would have pushed forward again.

Whether or not he will have such a day.

Go to the case with your father, go home with him, sit at the table, and watch as he busily prepares dinner.

Will he have it, too, when he inadvertently discusses the case with his father while he eats, and then upsets his mother?

Have a meal like this, have a night like this.

Red dust is like a dream.

Chang Ming, this moment seems to be another dream for Rochu.