Chapter 178: Investigation almost puts life on the line

Chapter 178: Investigation almost puts life on the line

Chapter 178: Investigation almost puts life on the line

Not long after Li Kailang hurriedly left, a large group of police officers arrived at the scene.

The leading police officer gave an order: "Come out and surround this yard!"

Suddenly six people walked out of the team and quickly surrounded the outside of the yard.

The person who came was Li Kailang’s acquaintance - Xie Yong.

Xie Yong brought a dozen police officers and came to the backyard under the guidance of the residents.

Dozens of people had gathered in the backyard. After learning that the enemy spy was dead, they all came to the backyard.

Even sleeping children were pulled out.

Xie Yong looked around and asked, "Who is the manager of the backyard?"

"I am!" A middle-aged man with an old face and gray hair walked out.

Xie Yong ordered: "Master, please explain what happened!"

The steward took a deep breath and explained slowly:
"It's like this, police comrade. We were all asleep just now when we suddenly heard a loud noise, as if something had exploded."

"Everyone was awakened and rushed out to check."

"As a result, everyone saw Tian Zhiwei lying on the ground, motionless, so I sent someone to call the police."

Yu Jianbang's account was roughly consistent with what the residents who had previously called the police said, with no discrepancies.

Xie Yong nodded to show that he understood.

"Have you touched Tian Zhiwei's room?" Xie Yong asked.

"No, only the three of us in charge went in, but as soon as we saw the radio in the room, we immediately left and didn't touch anything else."

"Everyone can testify that we really didn't move around."

After saying that, Yu Jianbang and two other uncles in charge looked at the residents.

"Yes, police comrade, the three officers in charge just took a look and left, and did nothing."

"Comrade police officer, I can testify to what Uncle Yu said."

A group of residents echoed this, saying that it was indeed the case.

Xie Yong nodded, fortunately the scene was not destroyed.

"Okay, I get it, you did a great job!"

Xie Yong encouraged them and looked at the policemen nearby. They immediately divided the team into groups and carried out division of labor.

Several people were responsible for questioning the residents to learn more about the situation;

Several people were responsible for surveying the surrounding environment and looking for possible clues;

Xie Yong took a few people into the house to conduct a detailed investigation.

This operation was almost exactly the same as the last time, except that people from the Beixinqiao Police Station were brought in.

However, before leaving, Xie Yong had already contacted the nearest police station and asked for their assistance.

Soon, more police officers arrived at the scene and joined the investigation.

Xie Yong ordered: "After the work is divided, let's get started!"

Everyone started to act on their own.

Xie Yong and a few others looked at Tian Zhiwei's body first.

On Tian Zhiwei's body, a hatchet had pierced his throat straight through, and the blood had dyed the surrounding ground red.

Tian Zhiwei's eyes were wide open, full of unwillingness.

In his left hand, he was still tightly grasping a Colt M1911A1 pistol.

Xie Yong squatted down and carefully took the pistol from Tian Zhiwei's hand.

He checked the status of the pistol and found that the safety was on and there were only six rounds in the magazine.

This means that Tian Zhiwei had used this pistol before he was killed.

Xie Yong conducted a careful search of Tian Zhiwei's body, but did not find any valuable clues.

He stood up and turned his eyes towards the door.

The entire glass panel of the door was shattered, with fragments scattered all over the floor.

Xie Yong searched among the glass fragments and finally found a semi-arc-shaped glass fragment, which perfectly matched the bullet mark.

"It seems that this fragment is where the bullet came from." Xie Yong muttered to himself and put the fragment aside.

Then, Xie Yong looked around the room and his eyes fell on the radio on the table.

He walked over quickly and touched the radio, which was still a little warm. "It must have been used just now."

On the table, Xie Yong also saw text content and a code book.

Xie Yong picked it up and saw that there was Morse code on the text.

Xie Yong looked at the text content carefully and frowned immediately.

The text does not contain any important clues. It is just news that the general public can understand and recent events. It has no value at all.

In addition to these, Tian Zhiwei also asked when the mission would end and when he could go back, etc. for personal matters.

"It seems that this telegram was sent to the other side, not received by the other side."

Xie Yong's eyes fell on the suitcase on the bed again. He walked over quickly and opened the suitcase.

What caught my eye were 10 small yellow croakers, dozens of big black fish, and a pistol.

Xie Yong picked up the gun and observed it carefully:

"It's a revolver!"

Xie Yong was holding a Nagant M1895 revolver.

This gun uses 7.62mm R ammunition, has a cylinder capacity of 7 rounds and an effective range of 50 meters.

This gun works differently from most revolvers, it uses a special gas-sealed design.

When fired, the egg nest will tilt forward, closing the gap between the bullet and the barrel and accelerating the initial velocity of the bullet.

But these are not the most important things. There is a silencer interface on the front of the barrel of this gun, and it is one of the few guns that can be equipped with a special silencer.

Xie Yong picked up the silencer from the box, frowned, and muttered to himself:

"Why doesn't Tian Zhiwei use this silenced gun?"

This gun is obviously much better than the Colt and much safer, so there is no need to worry about being discovered.

"Let's study it later!" Xie Yong said, holding the gun.

Then he looked at the other things in the box, money, tickets, bullets, real estate certificates, household registration books, etc. Xie Yong didn't care about these at all.

Money, bills and bullets are of no use to him, and the property certificate and household registration booklet cannot provide any valid information.

Xie Yong looked around with sharp eyes, afraid of missing any important information.

Suddenly, Xie Yong's eyes fell on the radio again: "I wonder where this telegram is sent to?"

Xie Yong picked up his headphones and turned on the radio to listen to see if the other side would send another telegram.

Suddenly, a sound of "beep~beep~beep~" came from the earphones. This was the sound of Morse code.

Xie Yong's nerves immediately tensed up. He quickly picked up a pen and wrote down the code he heard.

Immediately afterwards, the second "beep, beep" sound was heard, and Xie Yong quickly recorded it down again.

The third time, the "Drip~Drip~" sound was heard again, and then everything returned to silence.

But after this, there was no more movement from the other side.

At this point, Xie Yong also realized that something was wrong.

"Oh no, I'm exposed!"

Xie Yong didn't know the specific meaning of this Morse code, but judging from the other party's reaction, the other party might have noticed his presence.

His delay in responding made the other party suspicious.

"Damn it!" Xie Yong cursed, but he could only accept this fact unwillingly.

Xie Yong didn't expect the other party to be so cautious. Generally speaking, the other party would send a telegram to explain the matter instead of verifying it.

Xie Yong was just testing whether there would be any response, and he didn't expect that someone from the other side would actually send a telegram.

"Thank you, Captain!" At this time, several policemen walked into the room.

"What's the matter?" Xie Yong said.

These people are investigating the residents' statements.

"Captain, we have conducted preliminary inquiries with the residents," one of the police officers said.

"The relationship between these villagers and Tian Zhiwei is average, and there is no obvious deep hatred between them, so we can rule out the possibility that he was killed by someone in the yard." Xie Yong nodded, frowning slightly. Although this information is important, it cannot directly help him find the murderer.

At this time, several more policemen came in. These people were here to survey the environment.

"Captain, we found that the murderer is very powerful and may have martial arts skills." said one of the investigators.

"What do you mean?" Xie Yong stood up suddenly.

"Captain, you'll know if you come with us and take a look," said the surveyor.

Xie Yong nodded and followed them out.

They came to the firewood pile, and the surveyor pointed at it and said:

"Captain, you see this murderer is very strong. According to the residents, the murderer climbed over the wall from here."

"We asked the residents, and they said the firewood pile was very solid, but the murderer just kicked it apart. It's obvious that the murderer is very strong."

"Besides, he left no footprints."

As he spoke, the police pointed to some firewood that had been stepped on and broken in half.

The broken parts of the firewood were neat and uniform, obviously they were broken directly by a powerful force.

"I heard from the residents that the murderer climbed over the wall easily. It's obvious that he has good skills."

"Captain, there aren't many people with such great strength and agility in our jurisdiction. We can start our investigation from here."

Hearing this, Xie Yong's brows relaxed slightly. There had finally been some progress, but this matter was still difficult to handle.

Then he asked, "By the way, what is the murderer's body shape? Are there any characteristics?"

The investigators were somewhat helpless: "The residents couldn't explain it clearly. It was too dark, the murderer was too fast, and the clothes blocked their view, so they couldn't see clearly either."

Hearing this, Xie Yong nodded helplessly, and suddenly thought of something: "By the way, go ask, which hand does Tian Zhiwei usually use?"

This is an important clue. Tian Zhiwei held the gun in his left hand, which is a suspicious point. It's not that no one uses the left hand, but the murderer may have deliberately replaced it.

"Yes, Captain!" the policeman responded and immediately went out to inquire.

After a while, he came back and said, "Captain, the residents said that Tian Zhiwei usually uses his right hand and they have rarely seen him use his left hand."

Xie Yong frowned and looked at Tian Zhiwei lying on the ground, especially his left hand, his heart full of doubts.

He has been wondering, is Tian Zhiwei's dominant hand his left hand or his right hand?

Or was his dominant hand deliberately replaced by the murderer?
Suddenly, Xie Yong thought of something. He picked up the translation on the table and read it word by word, not missing any details.

His eyes were fixed on the words, as if he was trying to find the answer.
Xie Yong suddenly realized: "I didn't expect that Tian Zhiwei hid so well and his dominant hand turned out to be his left hand. He successfully fooled us."

The police officer nearby was confused and asked, "Captain, why?"

Xie Yong pointed at the handwriting on the translation and explained: "Look at these words, aren't they a little blurry, as if they were wiped off?"

The policeman looked at it carefully and nodded.

Xie Yong continued: "This is the key. Normally, after writing each word, the hand will move to the right."

"However, for people who write with their left hand, when they write, their palm will inevitably touch the words they have just written, and moving before the words are dry will cause some blurring."

As he spoke, Xie Yong quickly walked up to Tian Zhiwei, picked up his left hand and observed it carefully.

Sure enough, some black ink stains were found on the outer sheath of his left hand.

Xie Yong nodded with satisfaction and said, "This is the evidence. Tian Zhiwei is left-handed."

"He deliberately changed his dominant hand in order to hide his true identity."

"However, when faced with danger, he would still unconsciously use his left hand."

Xie Yong lowered his head to summarize the feedback, then looked at everyone after thinking for a while:
“We are now faced with several key questions.

"First of all, who is this murderer?"

"Was Tian Zhiwei killed by the organization to silence him in order to eliminate potential risks?

"Or was he retaliated by his enemies?"

"Or maybe a kind-hearted person discovered Tian Zhiwei's identity as an enemy spy and assassinated him. Is this a good deed?"

"Or maybe the thief planned to kill Tian Zhiwei in the dark and then rob him?"

The police officer at the side said: "Captain, I think we can first rule out the possibility of organized murder to silence witnesses."

"After all, Tian Zhiwei is still reporting information to the organization, and there are not many enemy spies in Sijiu City."

"If we kill him, the enemy spy organization will lose an important source of intelligence."

Xie Yong also tends to agree with this idea, unless he is exposed.

Even if Tian Zhiwei was exposed, he still had so many fake identities. He could easily change his appearance and continue to hide in another place.

Moreover, no one who lived in the same compound with him knew his true identity, so the possibility of being exposed was very small.

Another police officer added: "Captain, I think the possibility of being discovered and assassinated by kind-hearted people can also be ruled out."

“This Tian Zhiwei hid so deeply that even we and the people in the courtyard didn’t find him, let alone ordinary people with lofty ideals?”

Another police officer added: "And this thief, although they acted quietly, they certainly couldn't fool Tian Zhiwei, an enemy spy."

"The possibility that Tian Zhiwei was killed by a thief is almost zero!"

Everyone thought what he said made sense, and Xie Yong nodded in agreement.

He concluded: "It seems that Tian Zhiwei is likely being sought after by an enemy, and this enemy's martial arts skills must be very strong."

Xie Yong looked around at the police in front of him, then gave an order in a deep voice:
"We have gained a preliminary understanding of the situation and will conduct a more detailed investigation next."

"Xiao Zheng!"

"Here!" Xiao Zheng stood up and shouted.

"Take your people to the archives room and investigate all personnel related to their profession and strength, and also screen out those who know martial arts."

"Xiao Zhang!"

"Here!" Xiao Zhang stood up and shouted.

"Go investigate everyone that Tian Zhiwei has offended recently, whether it's the current one or the past one, and find out everything."

"Xiao Wang, take your people to continue questioning the people in the yard and temporarily isolate them. Do not let them leave, and they don't have to go to work. Tomorrow morning, send someone to their unit to ask for leave."

As Xie Yong's instructions were issued one by one, everyone immediately took action and carried out the investigation in an orderly manner.

Finally, Xie Yong reminded again: "The murderer is likely to come back to check the situation, so everyone should remain vigilant."

"During the investigation, pay attention to the surrounding environment. Since the murderer knows martial arts, we can't fight alone. Protecting your own safety is the most important thing."

Everyone expressed their understanding and said they would keep it in mind.

Following Xie Yong's order: "Begin the action!"

Everyone immediately plunged into the intense and orderly investigation work.

Now there is only one last question: why did Tian Zhiwei not choose to use the Nagant M1895 revolver?

On the surface, this gun seems like a perfect choice:

With its sophisticated firearms, ample ammunition reserves and silencer, it is undoubtedly an ideal weapon for night missions.

Xie Yong carefully disassembled each component of the Nagant M1895 revolver, placed them in front of him, and examined them one by one.

He first checked the bullets and cylinder, then carefully examined the barrel and trigger, and finally paid special attention to the silencer.

After a series of detailed inspections, Xie Yong discovered the problem.

"No wonder Tian Zhiwei doesn't use this gun. The barrel, cylinder, and silencer, these three key parts, all have problems."

"There are cracks on the barrel and the cylinder. If you don't pay attention, the next bullet may explode and you will be injured."

"This silencer also has cracks, which greatly reduces its silencing effect and may even be completely ineffective."

A failed silencer not only makes the sound of the gunshot give away the shooter's location, but it can also affect shooting accuracy due to gas leakage.

This is undoubtedly a fatal weakness for an enemy spy who needs to act in secret.

Xie Yong looked at the disassembled parts and said, "It seems that Tian Zhiwei has killed many people with this gun, otherwise it wouldn't have so many problems."

For Tian Zhiwei, using this Nagant M1895 revolver was undoubtedly a huge risk.

Tian Zhiwei was also afraid that he would be killed by his own gun in the next moment.

Therefore, Tian Zhiwei chose not to use it to avoid the possible risks.

If Li Kailang knew the condition of the gun, he would definitely feel fortunate.

After all, if Tian Zhiwei really used this problematic revolver.

Then it is very likely that Li Kailang had been shot by Tian Zhiwei before he met him.

(End of this chapter)