Chapter 157 Murder Case Ten Years Ago

Jiang Chong was like an NPC who came to them to issue tasks. After finishing the conversation with Cen Lian, he answered the phone and went out.

Wu Qiushan still had Jiang Yao's clothes in his hand.

"There will be more coincidences like this in the future," he finally put the clothes down, "It can save us a lot of time."

"Customer service has sent their boss's contact information. He does not have permission to directly check the user information of the order." Cen Lian put down his phone, "I will communicate with the boss and the platform tomorrow. The sales of this dress are not large, and there should not be many sold to Tashan City."

Cen Lian is very optimistic about this, because with the population of Tashan City, it is estimated that no more than two digits have bought this dress.

It doesn't even take too much time to check, because among these two-digit children, there is a high probability that only one will become a missing person.

"I didn't expect that this case would appear exactly the same ten years ago," Cen Lian whispered to Wu Qiushan while eating, "It doesn't seem like a copycat crime, it is likely to be the same person."

"Don't discuss any cases while eating!" Jiang Chong's father saw the actions of the two and immediately knocked on the table.

Cen Lian and Wu Qiushan immediately became obedient and began to eat quietly.

Cen Jianjun glanced at Cen Lian, focusing his attention on his injured arm.

Cen Lian noticed his father's eyes and moved his arm uncomfortably.

Could it be that the fact that his arm was actually a gunshot wound has been discovered?

After dinner, Cen Lian was pulled aside by Cen Jianjun.

"Did you go to Yunnan Province to hunt down drug dealers last time?" As soon as his father opened his mouth, Cen Lian knew that he was finished.

He looked at Cen Jianjun with a hard head and nodded with difficulty.

"It was a case, and it happened to be investigated." Cen Lian confessed honestly.

This matter was probably told to him by one of Cen Jianjun's comrades-in-arms. Some of his comrades-in-arms who were transferred to the public security system later directly became leaders. Although the specific circumstances of the cases handled by Cen Lian need to be strictly confidential, he was the only one who kept the fact that he was injured in the pursuit of drug dealers from his family.

"I won't ask you about the specifics of your case, I'll just ask you one thing," Cen Jianjun was silent for a while before speaking, "Do you still want to be a policeman?"

Cen Lian didn't expect his father to ask this question.

He was a little dazed for a moment, remembering his father's expression when he applied for the college entrance examination after the results came out, saying that he would expel him from home if he didn't report to the police school. He felt as if he was in another world.

Perhaps his father didn't expect his current job to be so dangerous at that time.

After all, ordinary criminal police rarely have close contact with bullets at a negative distance.

"I want to be a policeman." This time, Cen Lian didn't hesitate at all.

If he didn't have this plug-in now, he would directly answer that he didn't want to.

But what his eyes can see means that even if he doesn't become a policeman, he may see the criminal record appearing above the head of every criminal at any time and any place.

With his conscience and sense of justice, it is absolutely impossible for him to turn a blind eye to this.

"Dad, this injury is just an accident," Cen Lian's firm expression flashed across his face, and was covered by his habitual smile, "Most of the time we are very safe."

Cen Jianjun sighed deeply.

"You've grown up, so you should protect yourself when you're in danger." Cen Jianjun thought of the expensive astronomical telescope at home, which was already covered in dust, and felt mixed emotions.

When he began to doubt whether he had made the wrong choice and wanted to make amends, he realized what it meant to be too late.

"Don't worry, Dad. I'm your only child, and I'll have to take care of you in your old age and see you to the end of your life." Cen Lian saw that his father was in a bad mood, but he couldn't comfort him.

Just like his father couldn't comfort his mother who was always worried about whether he would be in danger.

Wu Qiushan found that Cen Lian was in a bad mood when he drove him back to the branch dormitory.

"I heard from my dad that several uncles told others about your gunshot wound?" Wu Qiushan asked him while driving.

"It couldn't be concealed in the first place," Cen Lian glanced at the full moon above the dark sky, "He seems to regret letting me become a policeman now."

"Then why don't you take this opportunity to take your astronomy graduate exam." Wu Qiushan laughed.

Cen Lian looked up at the sky in silence.

"I want to, but I can't learn astrophysics now." He remembered that when he went home last time and opened the introduction to astrophysics he bought, he found it was like a book from heaven. He knew that this dream would only be a thought in the future.

I'm past the age when my brain is most useful. Now I can't learn it even if I want to. I'd better solve the case well and try to send more to the people below.

There's no hope anyway to look up at the stars.

"Your reason is a bit too real. I thought you were going to express some of your feelings about the police profession." Wu Qiushan glanced at Cen Lian, "Fortunately you don't have to take the essay now."

"What feelings can you get from being a policeman?" Cen Lian sat up straight, "Isn't what I sent down enough?"

"It's really not enough," Wu Qiushan glanced at the clothes he brought back, "Isn't there another one waiting for you to send down."

Cen Lian looked at the clothes and began to have a headache.

The case spanned a full ten years. It was difficult to judge whether the murderer had committed the crime again after a ten-year interval, or whether he was still killing people during these ten years, but had not been discovered.

The discovery of bone fragments in the dog transport vehicle was a coincidence. If Wu Dongxu and his gang had not planned to stop the vehicle, it would be hard to say whether the bone would be discovered when the dog was pulled to the place, and whether the police would be called after the discovery.

"I still tend to believe that the murderer of this case has committed crimes in the past ten years," Wu Qiushan saw Cen Lian's eyes fall on his clothes, and continued to talk to him about the case. "I just added Yan Da's WeChat, and he sent me photos from that time. There were more bones left in the case ten years ago, and the dismemberment technique was very rough. There were some muscle tissues left on the bones, and the knife marks when the body was dismembered were also very obvious. But this time, the edges of the bone fragments we found were very clear, and there were no traces left, indicating that his dismemberment technique has improved."

Cen Lian understood what Wu Qiushan meant. Unless this man changed his career to become a butcher after the last murder, and was slaughtering pigs and sheep every day in the past ten years, it could only be that he had killed people in the meantime and dismembered the bodies in the same way, which improved his technique.

"Da Yan and his team ruled out revenge killings at the time," Cen Lian sighed. "This type of random killing is the most difficult to handle. The surveillance conditions were not good at the time. I hope we can find something new in this case."