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Chapter 169 - 139: Unresolved End

Chapter 169: Chapter 139: Unresolved End

April 6.

When Chen Yun got home in the early morning, he acted as if nothing had happened. He listened to the radio while intently typing away on his computer.

Apparently unaffected by the incident before.

In fact, his typing speed was even slightly faster.

Murder was nothing new to Chen Yun. He was used to it.

Even if he tortured someone to death, it didn’t stir any emotions within him.

Humans have the capacity for empathy, and Chen Yun was no exception.

However, aside from a few psychopaths, most people do not empathize with snakes, insects, rodents, and pests, let alone microscopic bacteria and viruses.

Chen Yun felt the same way about the fugitive.

He’d never considered him to be on the same level of existence, hardly able to empathize at all.

Not to mention that the man was a revolting piece of scum.

Chen Yun certainly wouldn’t have any sympathy for this kind of trash.

It was as normal as dusting off a speck of dirt.

Regarding the fugitive’s homemade firearm, he didn’t bother to retrieve it to test his own defenses.

Although Chen Yun always regarded modern weapons as hypothetical enemies and often compared known weapons, including firearms, to his own abilities in his mind,

he was certain that such a homemade firearm posed no threat to him and that there was no need to test its power.

The power of a homemade firearm can vary greatly, depending on its design, materials used, the type of gunpowder, and the amount, among other factors. Some can only shoot small pellets or BBs with limited force, whereas others may use a larger amount of gunpowder or be modified to shoot larger caliber bullets. In such cases, the power could be comparable to that of some legal firearms, capable of penetrating objects and causing fatal injury.

But generally speaking, that was it.

To the average person, the power of a homemade firearm might be nearly the same as that of a real gun—either way, both could easily exceed one’s defensive limits and likely result in death.

A human body certainly wouldn’t withstand it.

But for Chen Yun, the difference was quite clear.

He estimated that only high-caliber sniper rifles might break his defenses; after all, his physical strength would probably only be affected by anti-material weapons.

Such a homemade firearm wouldn’t even leave a mark on him, at most, there would be a noise.

Bringing it home to test his defenses was utterly meaningless.

It wouldn’t be as informative as buying a hydraulic press and directly testing his physical limits against it.

So after he had cleaned up any potential traces, he avoided surveillance cameras all the way home.

Seven in the morning.

Chen Yun finished his telekinetic typing and turned to open the refrigerator, planning to warm up some snake soup with thermal sight.

Except, upon seeing the empty fridge, he realized that he had played Go until late the previous night and seemed to have forgotten to even make dinner, let alone prepare the nightly snake meat broth for the following day.

After pondering for a moment,

Considering how playing Go affected his meals,

Chen Yun decided to forgo eating today!

What’s more interesting, eating or playing Go?

Ignoring those stinking real-life players who played terribly, yesterday’s Go game was rather interesting; he had only reached the level of approximately a Level 6 AI, which made it a perfect day to continue playing.

He was quite interested in the nearly professional Level 9 AI and the overwhelmingly professional Level 10 AI.

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April 6, ten in the morning.

At the Jianyang-Longquan border police station.

An aging policeman rubbed his sore neck and sat down in his office chair, a hint of helplessness on his face.

The young officer beside him hurried over to massage the old policeman’s neck: "Captain Jiang, what’s the situation now?"

Yesterday, a violent incident happened within their jurisdiction. On a secluded road without surveillance, they found a van.

Inside was an adult man who seemed to have been scared to death and a boy, curled up in the corner, terrified.

The adult’s death was exceedingly horrific.

After investigating, they found that the man was a fugitive just registered by the Shucheng police the day before.

Because the section of the road was so remote and lacked any surveillance, they wouldn’t have discovered the situation there for a long time if the little boy hadn’t reported it.

So at the moment, they were utterly confused and had no idea what had happened or why the fugitive suddenly died there.

"It’s strange, a lot of strange points, but I can’t find anything," said the aging cop.

"Now, we can only wait for the coroner’s examination results of the body and the investigation results of the nearby surveillance."

Jiang Bohong furrowed his brow somewhat helplessly.

They hadn’t had enough time for a thorough investigation of the scene.

They found traces of excrement in the surrounding grass, which suggested the fugitive, Li Lei, had stopped to relieve himself.

But why he died so violently remained a mystery.

Li Lei’s state at death was terrible, with blood oozing from every orifice, mixed with snot and tears, and he had lost control of his bladder and bowels.

The man was curled up as if he had suffered extreme torment.

Based on how Li Lei’s body fell, it could be inferred that he was sitting in the driver’s seat at the time, but facing the rear seats.

Other than that, the gunpowder and bullets scattered inside the car and the mysteriously untied ropes on the little boy were all puzzles.

"How’s the little boy doing now?"

The junior officer asked curiously while massaging the shoulders of his captain and mentor.

He had heard the little boy had been whipped and was mentally down because he had witnessed a dead body.

"Given his physical and mental condition, it’s not appropriate to talk to him much more, and we can’t get much information from his poor mental state, so we’ve already sent him to a more professional medical institution for care," explained Captain Jiang.

The little boy’s parents had already come for him.

His mental state was not good, and indeed, the medical facilities at the police station were insufficient for treatment.

Finished.

He began to rest his eyes and gather his energy.

The evidence inside and around the vehicle had been thoroughly searched.

Besides concluding that the death was abnormal, no other conclusions could be drawn.

He still held some hope for the mortuary report from the medical examiner, but he had no hope for the surveillance investigation.

Although it was obvious that the body had been tortured to death, there might be more specific details that he couldn’t discern, and perhaps the medical examiner would be able to provide some information after a while.

As for the surveillance, forget it.

The man’s time of death was estimated to be between midnight last night and one o’clock this morning.

The area within a radius of ten or more kilometers was a secluded area without any surveillance cameras, with the nearest camera being sixteen kilometers away from the scene.

After briefly checking the nearby cameras during that time, he found nothing unusual.

The rest of the surveillance required collaboration from Shucheng, and since they had not found anything on their end, they could only hope to find some abnormalities in recordings of the van from other areas’ surveillance.

Shortly after he rested his eyes.

The interrogation officer handed over a report. It was the questioning records of several people who had appeared in the nearby surveillance.

Jiang Bohong took the file and glanced through it.

Basically, everyone was without suspicion, as the nearest surveillance was at a considerable distance, making it clear that those people didn’t have the opportunity to commit the crime.

However, there were two interview records that couldn’t help but pique Jiang Bohong’s interest.

There were two people who appeared to have encountered the van while riding motorcycles for a midnight spin.

The word "ghost" appeared coincidentally in both answers: both individuals claimed that, after the van overtook them, a figure also swiftly passed them by.

"This answer? Are they deliberately concocting a story together?"

Jiang Bohong furrowed his brow and asked the colleague who brought the file.

He certainly didn’t believe any talk of ghosts.

He suspected that these two people were likely involved in this murder and used the supposed ghost to explain it.

"They were questioned separately for a long time, and their responses were virtually identical."

"Professionals have verified their linguistic logic as well as their facial expressions and gestures while speaking. They didn’t seem to be lying or colluding."

"The ’ghost’ they mentioned was probably an illusion due to the darkness, possibly a passing leaf or a roadside sign."

The colleague from the interrogation department said to Jiang Bohong.

Upon hearing this,

Jiang Bohong nodded in understanding and then had his assistant escort the interrogation colleague away.

As for himself, he couldn’t help but continue to ponder deeply.

It had been four to five hours since the discovery of the van, yet the investigation made no progress.

He began to suspect that the death of the fugitive Li Lei was due to some disease that caused him to suddenly die on the spot, especially since no external injuries were discovered.

But the mysteriously untied ropes that had bound the little boy still posed a question, as if there were a third person present at the time.

Yet, this person was like a ghost, not appearing in any of the nearby surveillance footage.

Silently,

his phone suddenly rang.

"Hello, Chief."

Jiang Bohong spoke politely, but his brow involuntarily furrowed.

He had an inkling of why the Chief was calling.

"Can you confirm that there was someone else present at the scene of the case you’re currently handling?"

The Chief’s voice came through,

directly probing for information.

"There is no conclusive evidence yet, just some doubtful points."

"If the medical examiner can find traces of drugs, perhaps we can ascertain that this was a premeditated murder."

Jiang Bohong spoke frankly.

He believed it was highly likely that some form of drug had been used to cause Li Lei’s agonizing death.

"Certain matters are more urgent than others, and our colleagues in Shucheng are also eager for results."

"You still have an unresolved robbery case in Xicheng. If the medical examination turns up nothing..."

The Chief’s words stopped abruptly.

Jiang Bohong immediately understood the Chief’s implication.

No one cared about the death of the fugitive Li Lei.

After all, he had committed all kinds of crimes in the past, and he had no living relatives within three generations.

His death was not only insignificant, but it would also make the colleagues in Shucheng happy to close the case and would be a cause for rejoicing for the kidnapped child’s parents.

So, a simple inquiry into the cause of Li Lei’s death wouldn’t pose a problem.

But to use up already limited resources on it would be unnecessary.

The Chief did not want him to pay attention to a case that no one cared about.

There were too many outstanding unsolved cases, and within those, this case, which could easily be classified as a death due to sudden illness, was insignificant.

"Chief, I understand."

Jiang Bohong nodded to show that he knew what to do next.

It was good enough that a case as unnoticed and undisputed as this one could be taken seriously and followed procedure for an amount of time.

If there are no findings in the next few days,

there would be no need to continue wasting police efforts.

As the Chief said, matters had to be prioritized. He still had the Xicheng robbery case to deal with, and a host of victims were waiting for the outcome.

If no results emerge within three days, he would close the case as death from a sudden illness. Given the current situation, he felt that it was unlikely there would be any other outcome within three days.

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