I’m In Charge of SCP

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Zhang Jue's identity was forged through the highest level of the administration, and he had reported to the French government in advance. As long as he did not interfere in France's internal affairs, he said he could do whatever he wanted.

Galaire made another call to the director's office, and the answer he received made him even more puzzled: "Don't worry about who that Mark Zhang is, your task is to cooperate with him! Don't say that he is going to investigate the case, even if he is I told you to take off your pants, and you have to wash my ass too!"

The chief himself spoke, and Galaire had nothing to say, but was more curious about Zhang Jue's identity.

Like his teacher Hodgson, he observed Zhang Jue carefully, but they didn't know that such an organization as the Bureau of Abnormal Biology existed, so naturally they couldn't guess what Zhang Jue was from.

Galilee sighed, and only hoped that this man wouldn't be too helpful.

At Zhang Jue's request, the two headed towards the crime scene together.

On the way, Zhang Jue asked Galaire about the case in detail.

Including the time of the incident, the time of death of the deceased and other circumstances that were not detailed just now.

But time is limited, and more questions may not be known until the scene of the crime.

After a week of investigation, the house has been sealed off.

The neighbors who came and went walked around, as if they were afraid of being infected by that bad luck.

Opening the closed door, a strange smell came.

Even though a week had passed, the smell of blood still hadn't completely dissipated.

As soon as he entered the entrance, Zhang Jue saw a human figure drawn in chalk, with one hand stretched forward, as if trying to escape from the room.

"This is the hostess of this house." Galaire introduced, "When we found her, she was lying on the ground and stabbed three times in the back."

Zhang Jue nodded, and the two walked into the room.

Zhang Jue saw the silhouette of a second person at the door of the kitchen, but this silhouette looked bigger. If it was a person, it would weigh at least two hundred and fifty catties.

"This is the master." Galile dutifully introduced, "He was stabbed twice in the back and twice in the chest. Most of the blood in this room belongs to him."

Looking at the posture of the male master lying on the ground, Zhang Jue thought thoughtfully: "Have you found the murder weapon?"

Galaire shook his head: "Not yet, but there is one missing kitchen knife among the kitchen knives. We found the same style on the market, which matches the shape of the wound."

Zhang Jue said: "In other words, the murderer took the knife out of the kitchen, and then stabbed it in the back of the host."

Galilee said: "We judge like this."

"Don't you think it's strange?" Zhang Jue looked at Galilee, "According to your autopsy report, the hostess and hostess were killed after ten o'clock in the evening on the day of the incident. At this time, the murderer can still enter their kitchen, presumably It was an acquaintance who committed the crime, but there were only three water cups on the coffee table in their living room, and there was obviously no sign of entertaining guests."

"Eh..." Galilee was stopped by Zhang Jue's question, and they really didn't consider this.

The time of the incident was after ten o'clock in the evening, and people like plumbers and electricians were excluded, and the hostess and hostess were both wearing pajamas, obviously preparing to rest, and it didn't seem like they were entertaining guests at all.

This Mark Zhang discovered the blind spot as soon as he came to the scene, and it was so powerful that Galile began to believe that he was really good at reasoning.

He was thinking like this, only to hear Mark Zhang say again: "Inspector Galilee, you graduated from the police academy, if you are asked to fight this male master, you have a few chances of winning."

The male host was tall, over 1.9 meters tall and weighed more than 270 catties.

Even if Galaire had professional training, it would be very difficult to subdue such a burly man in such a small space - and he might even be counter-killed.

Seeing that Galaire understood what he meant, Zhang Jue looked around and said, "Judging from the injury of the host,

After being stabbed twice in the back, he turned around and faced the murderer. But look here, isn’t it a little too tidy, even the stool next to it stands there properly——If I were that man, someone stabbed me twice, if I didn’t die, no matter who was in front of me, absolutely Immediately picked up the stool and gave him a blow - but the host didn't do that, there wasn't even a trace of a fight at the scene, the host turned around, as if it was just to make it easier for the murderer to stab him twice, oh, he Maybe it will be more troublesome to clean up. "

Zhang Jue's tone was frivolous, as if he was not talking about a murder case, but Galaire's heart skipped a beat.

They were all very obvious clues, yet they failed to discover them.

After Zhang Jue unraveled, the crime scene seemed to reveal irrationality everywhere.

Galilee looked at his back looking around, and suddenly felt that the position of president of the Royal Society of Reasoning might be real.

At this time, his attitude towards Zhang Jue has changed a lot.

Maybe this person can really help them solve the case.

After reading the locations of the two corpses, Galile took Zhang Jue to a bedroom.

He pointed to the closet with a half-open door in the bedroom: "The survivor was found in that closet. She was stabbed in the abdomen and is still in a coma."

Zhang Jue nodded: "Where did you find the ring?"

"It was in the hand of the survivor," Galilee said, "She was holding on to that ring tightly."

Zhang Jue glanced at the not-so-big bedroom and pinched his chin: "Hmm...it's a bit strange."

Although Zhang Jue's thinking was jumpy, but this time Galilee followed his thinking.

"Yes, we also find it rather strange."

Galilee said, "The murderer killed two people one after another with cruel means, but left their daughter as the only one alive, and left such an important evidence, which is unreasonable."

Zhang Jue looked at the small closet, imagining the horror of the survivor hiding in it.

"Perhaps, the murderer has a reason to give up."

Zhang Jue went over the crime scene in person.

As Galaire said, the doors and windows were all locked, and there was no sign of an intruder.

I don't know how the murderer came in, let alone how he left, and even the murder weapon is missing.

Galaire remembered what his teacher Hodgson had said, shivered, and said, "Mr. Zhang, could it be...it was really a ghost."

Hearing his words, Zhang Jue laughed: "Inspector Galilee, have you ever heard of ghosts killing people with knives?"

Galaire was at a loss for words for a moment, and he didn't actually think about it in that direction, but the scene as a whole was too weird.

Zhang Jue ignored him and stared at the wardrobe for a long time.

"I see from the information you provided that the owner of this house, his mother passed away a month ago. Have you investigated the cause of her death?"

"It is said that he died of a heart attack."

"It is said?"

"Uh...Mr. Zhang, we don't think that the old man's death has anything to do with this case, and her body should have been cremated long ago."

"Did she leave an inheritance?"

"Yes, it is a large inheritance, including a house and several million dollars, and the money is still in the bank account of the deceased male."

Zhang Jue thought for a moment, then returned to the living room, and began to rummage through the boxes.

Galaire stared dumbfounded at him destroying the crime scene, but forgot to stop him for a while, probably because he was afraid that Zhang Jue would really let him take off his pants.

Zhang Jue found two boxes of medicine in the standing medicine box, took it in his hand, translated it with Google, and then laughed.

"It seems that we were lucky, or rather, the couple didn't expect anyone to suspect them." He put the two boxes of medicine in his hand and shook Galilee, "If I remember correctly, this Taking the two drugs at the same time will increase the burden on the heart, and if the user suffers from heart disease, he is very likely to suffer from the disease and die."

Galilee looked at Zhang Jue in shock, not knowing what to say.

It was said that the couple had a good reputation, and they had no conflicts with their neighbors, let alone enemies, so the Bureau of Investigation couldn't find a reason for their killing.

If they are really related to the old lady's death, then the case will have a major breakthrough.

Galaire swallowed, and took a picture of the two boxes of medicine in Zhang Jue's hand: "I'll ask them to check it immediately!"

Zhang Jue smiled: "It seems that we have to go to the old lady's residence to take a look."

Now Galaire admires Zhang Jue so much, no matter what his identity is, his ability is absolutely beyond doubt.

When Zhang Jue spoke, he immediately contacted his colleagues and told them to go through the formalities first, and the two of them drove to the old lady's former residence.

While driving, Galaire kept looking at Zhang Jue in the rearview mirror.

After a long time, he finally couldn't help asking: "Mr. Zhang, are you really the president of the Royal Society of Reasoning?"

Zhang Jue said, "Otherwise?"

Galilee turned the steering wheel: "I feel...you are more like a criminal consultant like Sherlock Holmes."

Zhang Jue smiled: "I am indeed a consultant, but as a consultant, I may be a little stronger than Holmes."

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When the two arrived at the victim's mother's residence, Galilee's colleagues had already arrived first, saving them a lot of trouble.

The detective was very sensible, and waited outside after opening the door, without destroying the scene.

Zhang Jue didn't give in, and got in.

Because the transfer procedures are still being processed, the things in the room have not moved, and everything remains the same.

There are several family photos on the TV cabinet in the living room. In the photos, everyone is smiling brightly. No one would have thought that three of them had died.

Although the old lady lives alone, her house is much larger than the victim's house. Although the location is a bit out of the way, it is probably not cheap.

After entering the room, Zhang Jue did not speak. He checked every room, pinched his chin with his fingers, and kept rolling his eyes.

Galile followed all the way, trying to keep up with his train of thought, but because the time was too short, he didn't find anything.

The gap between people is sometimes greater than the gap between humans and dogs.

Galile simply gave up thinking and asked, "Mr. Zhang, did you find anything?"

"There was a guest here not long ago, and it wasn't a short time." Zhang Jue pointed to the corner of the bathroom, "There are a few golden hairs there, while the old lady who lives here has brown hair."

Zhang Jue opened the door of one of the bedrooms again: "There are scratches on the floor under the bed here, it is obvious that someone has moved it not long ago, there is still a vague fragrance in the room, the person who lives here should be a young woman."

Galaire couldn't smell the smell in the air, but the scratches under the bed were indeed clearly visible. He was pleasantly surprised: "This woman is the suspect? She knew the fact that the victim murdered her mother, so she avenged the old lady?"

Zhang Jue thought for a moment, then nodded: "Eight or nine is not far from ten."

Galilee was overjoyed.

It was less than an afternoon before Zhang Jue intervened in this case. From the beginning, there was no clue at all, and now even the suspect has been identified.

Although I still don't know what the other party's method of committing the crime is, but as long as he is caught, are you afraid that he won't be able to interrogate him?

With the turning point of the case, Galaire's thinking immediately became active.

"Who, you take those few strands of hair for testing to see if the murderer has a criminal record, and then ask the neighbors around if there has ever been a strange woman here as a guest. A month's worth of surveillance video was called up, and we checked to see if there were any similar people!"

It's up to people to plan things, but it's up to God to make things happen. Everything that can be done has been done, so Zhang Jue left and went back to wait for the results of their investigation.

Galaire also thought that the case was about to be solved and was very excited.

But sometimes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Within three days, it was all bad news.

The suspect's DNA was not stored, and the neighbors did not see a young woman entering or leaving the old lady's house. What surprised Galaire most was that the surveillance cameras on the surrounding street corners did not capture any similar people.

This woman seems to have never appeared at all, does not exist at all.

After Zhang Jue received his call, he was not surprised by the result.

Good luck cannot always be on their side.

But at the same time, it is impossible for bad luck to keep chasing them.

Just when Galaire was in a state of desperation, good news came from the hospital.

The sole survivor, the eighteen-year-old daughter of the two deceased, woke up.

Galilee couldn't wait to rush to the hospital.

He trotted all the way, and when he came outside the ward, his heart was beating wildly.

He had never handled such a case.

Now he can finally understand Mr. Hodgson's mood at that time.

He couldn't restrain his excitement at the thought that he would know the truth of the crime in a short while.

Galilee took a deep breath and pushed open the door of the ward.

In the ward, the girl was leaning against the head of the bed, her whole body curled up, as if terrified.

Hearing the sound of him opening the door, the girl yelled without warning.

"Ghost! There is a ghost! Don't come here!!!"

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