kingnovel Chapter 557 Tian Yuan
Chapter 557 Tian Yuan
At eight o'clock on the evening of the tenth day, it was already dark. One of the comrades, wearing a red scarf, walked across the dimly lit street corner and turned into a dark alley. The other comrade had been lying in ambush in the alley, waiting for the murderer to appear.
The comrade wearing a red scarf was about to turn into the dark alley when he was suddenly pulled against the wall by a strong force. Then he smelled a sweet, cloying scent. Knowing beforehand that it was a sleeping potion, he immediately held his breath to avoid being knocked out.
The killer found it strange that the man wasn't struggling much, because even a sedative takes time to take effect. However, he didn't think much of it, assuming the man was simply paralyzed with fear.
Haha! Our comrade from the municipal bureau initially forgot to resist, only remembering to hold his breath and conserve his strength. Later, realizing this wasn't a normal reaction to being held hostage, he started grabbing at the assailant's hands.
But as he reached for the killer's hand, the killer was already slashing his throat with a dagger. In desperation, he grabbed the dagger with his bare hands.
The comrades who were lying in ambush in the alley also ran out when they heard the commotion.
Seeing that he had failed, the murderer didn't linger. He kicked the comrade wearing the red scarf and ran away.
Because he was standing at the corner, escaping was easy. In the blink of an eye, the murderer was far away, turning several corners until he disappeared.
Our two colleagues from the municipal bureau chased him down a street, but couldn't find him. However, they did see his physical appearance; he was indeed about 1.8 meters tall and very strong. The colleague wearing the red scarf tried to resist, but it was difficult for him.
Thus, the arrest operation failed, and the Criminal Investigation Brigade began to summarize its work.
Over the next few days, the other groups continued their operations, operating at fixed times and along fixed routes.
The problem arose among those who were exercising in the morning. They appeared near the park under the guise of exercising.
The man wearing a red scarf was jogging slowly along the park path. Although it wasn't so cold anymore, there weren't many people exercising early in the morning. His partner followed far behind.
The trees in the park had all lost their leaves, except for a few pine and cypress trees that stood out lushly from their surroundings.
The comrade wearing the red scarf was on high alert the whole way, thinking about where the murderer would make his move. This dense pine and cypress grove was also one of his pre-planned locations, so when he arrived here, he became tense as well.
Haha! I never expected that great minds think alike; the murderer really was waiting here.
He had been observing this person for over ten days. He always ran alone, running two laps around the tunnel every day. He was on his second lap now. If he didn't make a move today, he would have to wait until tomorrow.
He couldn't wait any longer; that bright red scarf was constantly stimulating his nerves. The thought of the blood spurting from her neck sent a surge of rage through him.
Unsurprisingly, the comrade wearing the red scarf was covered from behind and dragged into the pine and cypress forest.
The man also smelled the sweet, cloying scent and knew it was a drug; he instinctively held his breath. As he was being dragged, he adjusted his position, allowing the assailant to stand beside him.
The comrades behind kept observing the comrades in front, and when they saw their companion being dragged into the woods, they ran over at full speed.
After dragging the comrade wearing a red scarf into the woods, the murderer immediately pulled out a dagger to slit his neck. However, this comrade was also agile. He struck the murderer in the chest with a side elbow, grabbed the murderer's wrist that was covering his mouth and nose with his other hand, and threw the murderer to the ground with a powerful over-the-shoulder throw.
The assailant's dagger was aimed at the face of the comrade wearing the red scarf. The comrade stomped his foot hard, flipped backward, and barely dodged the blow. However, he didn't stop his footwork. During the flip, he kicked the assailant twice, knocking the dagger away.
Having been stepped on and kicked twice, the assailant was struggling to keep up; he had never encountered such a formidable opponent. He tried with difficulty to get up, but two figures appeared before him.
Before I could even react, my hands were already restrained, and with a "snap," they were clasped together.
Even the most idiotic murderer would know what's going on after repeatedly succeeding in his crimes.
The comrade wearing the red scarf took out his phone and called Ren Yi.
Haha! Their phone number was actually sponsored by Huayan for the criminal investigation team!
Hua Yan noticed that communicating with them was too difficult; walkie-talkies had range limitations and were very inconvenient. Initially, she had agreed to use a car, but the car wasn't finished yet. However, Hua Yan had plenty of telephones in her storage space, and no one would suspect anything if she took them out. So, she decided to solve their communication problem first.
However, this phone wasn't provided to everyone; each task force had one. This privilege was exclusive to the Criminal Investigation Division; others could only look on with envy.
Hua Yan wanted to equip everyone in the Municipal Bureau with one, but she thought that if everyone had one, it wouldn't seem so precious, and it wouldn't highlight the advantages of the Criminal Investigation Brigade.
"Director Ren, we've caught the murderer."
The comrade wearing a red scarf was somewhat agitated. When dealing with the murderer, he was a calm and collected criminal investigator, but now he was a subordinate whose mood was not so calm after completing the mission.
Do all the features match?
Ren Yi was also excited when he heard the news, but he still confirmed it.
"It matches; he was about 1.8 meters tall, had a robust build, and the murder weapon was a dagger."
This comrade described these characteristics in detail.
"Okay! We'll be right there."
And so, thanks to the meticulous planning of the criminal investigation team, the murderer was finally apprehended.
After several days of intensive interrogation, the murderer, who had initially remained silent, finally confessed to his crimes.
The perpetrator was a 35-year-old woman named Tian Yuan, who used to work as a slaughterhouse worker. She was recently fired from the factory after getting into a fight with a colleague.
The reason for the fight was that her colleague said she was a pervert, that she was too old to get married, and that she was happy when she slaughtered pigs every day, especially when she bled the pigs, her eyes would light up, and her colleagues were a little scared when they saw it.
All the pig butchers were men, and she was the only woman. Everyone joked that she was born into the wrong family; with her height, build, and hobbies, she shouldn't have been born a woman at all.
A colleague asked her if she was too old to find a boyfriend because she didn't like men and preferred women.
During this period, people were not tolerant of homosexuality and even considered it a very shameful thing.
Even in the past, when people were more open-minded, acceptance of homosexuality was still low, let alone now.
When Tian Yuan heard someone making such a fuss about her, she couldn't stand it and immediately started a fight.
The man she fought with was a strong, burly fellow. Neither of them held back, and Tian Yuan went all out. Fortunately, no knife was used and no one was killed; otherwise, it wouldn't have been just a matter of being expelled; she would have gone to jail.
Since Tian Yuan was fired, no one in her family has cared for her anymore, so she has started living on her own.
She was fine for the first few days, but after a few days, she started to go a little crazy.
She used to slaughter pigs every day and felt extremely comfortable seeing the blood spurting from their necks.
Now, all that beauty is gone, all of it has been taken away, and she can't bear this kind of life.
She wandered the streets nervously when suddenly a bright red figure caught her eye—a woman with a red scarf around her neck.
Although she seemed mentally unstable, she still knew basic legal common sense. She knew that killing someone was different from killing a pig. Killing a pig would earn her a wage, but killing someone would earn her peanuts.