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Girls' Dormitory Secrets
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"These days are really too boring!" Wang Youming said, stretching his arms wide and leaning back as if trying to release all the laziness from his body.
"Isn't it good that the world is at peace? Our salaries keep coming in..." Liu Yinuo replied, but he too was fiddling with his already clean fingernails, gently picking at nonexistent nail debris.
Typically, two grown men sitting together with nothing to do and no conversation would be the most tedious of situations. However, they were different; having faced life and death together multiple times, they had built a deep trust and understanding between them.
Suddenly, Wang Youming sprang up from his chair with surprising speed, startling Liu Yinuo, who flinched slightly.
Wang Youming dejectedly turned the doorknob, only to collide directly with Fen'er, coming to an abrupt halt.
"Wang Youming: "Oh, Fen'er, is there something wrong?"
The policewoman standing before Wang Youming wore a serious expression. She nodded and quickly walked over to Liu Yinuo's desk to report that a murder had occurred at X University’s Girls' Dormitory; a third-year student from the Biology Department had been found stabbed multiple times and brutally killed.
That morning, the wail of police sirens shattered the tranquility of the campus, their sharp sound akin to a beast invading a home. The forensic team was the first to act; staff members donned white gloves and carefully collected fingerprints from the crime scene.
Liu Yinuo's gaze fell upon the victim.
She appeared to be around twenty years old, with over ten visible wounds on her body. Liu Yinuo crouched slightly to count them and found there were thirteen in total, causing his brow to furrow involuntarily.
"Such brutality!" Liu Yinuo murmured under his breath in a low voice.
A slender knife was embedded in the victim's left chest, its blade fully buried in her body. The handle was long; Liu Yinuo recognized it as a surgical scalpel.
The victim was dressed for going out; her white dress was stained red with blood, showing multiple gashes at the wound site. Other areas were also torn but did not expose her body completely, allowing her to retain some semblance of modesty.
"She must have struggled fiercely!" Liu Yinuo thought, his eyes reflecting deep contemplation.
The victim's right hand lay across her chest while her left hand was clenched into a fist.
Gently lifting the cold, pale left hand of the deceased, Liu Yinuo moved cautiously as if afraid of disturbing her. In her palm lay a small golden tie clip that he carefully extracted with his gloved hand for closer inspection.
It bore the engraved letters "CoCo" in uppercase.
The room was in disarray; vases lay toppled on the floor, their water long evaporated without a trace.
Petals from wilted yellow roses were scattered about, along with several gleaming surgical knives and forceps that sent chills down one’s spine. As Liu Yinuo surveyed the scene, his expression grew increasingly stern.
The room was about twenty square meters, with a wooden bed against the door. A wardrobe stood by the left wall, while a desk and a tea table were positioned against the right wall, facing the window opposite the entrance.
A nylon rope stretched across the room, one end tied to the bedpost and the other extending out of the window.
Liu Yinuo walked slowly and steadily around the body in the center of the room, making his way to the window. The rope hung down from there to the ground. He attempted to climb down along the rope, gripping it tightly with both hands as he lowered himself, eventually stepping calmly onto a patch of overgrown weeds.
He circled back to the dormitory entrance but did not go inside. Instead, he returned to the spot where he had seen the open space earlier and noticed several thick water pipes.
This time, Liu Yinuo did not grab the rope; instead, he climbed up using his hands on the water pipes, striving to return to the crime scene where he had discovered the body, and he succeeded.
In the police station's office, Wang Youming hurried over to Liu Yinuo.
What drew him in was a half-length color photograph of a girl whose radiant smile bloomed like a flower—an infectious and sweet smile that lifted one's spirits.
The girl had long black hair tied back, an oval face, a small nose and lips, and a pair of charming large eyes that were gentle and captivating.
Wang Youming looked at her like a fallen rose or a bird with broken wings, an inexplicable sorrow suddenly surged within him.
He had handled many cases before, but this was the first time he felt sympathy and compassion. Perhaps it was the beauty that the girl exuded that made Wang Youming feel even more regretful and helpless for her...
Wang Youming said, "It's just too cruel! Who could harbor such deep hatred for her?"
Liu Yinuo replied, "Thirteen stab wounds! I can't imagine someone could hate her to this extent. Normally... an ordinary college girl shouldn't offend anyone to such a degree."
Liu Yinuo glanced at the neatly organized file: "Fang Qingyue, height 162 cm, weight 41 kg, twenty-one years old, a third-year student in the Biology Department at X University. Family situation... no relatives."
Wang Youming was somewhat surprised. "What? She was an orphan?" His eyes widened slightly.
After a moment of silence.
Wang Youming came back to his senses: "She grew up in an orphanage; she must have suffered quite a bit without family care and affection. It's inevitable she faced ridicule from others. She might have had a very introverted personality."
Liu Yinuo added, "Her grades were excellent! Her classmates said she was stubborn and competitive; she never easily compromised on what she believed was right. She had a strong character but was essentially a kind-hearted girl."
Wang Youming asked, "A stubborn young girl... Does she have a boyfriend?"
Liu Yinuo flipped through the file and said, "Yes, she does. He's her classmate and first love named Qian Jiahua. It’s said their relationship was quite stable."
"By the way, do we have any leads on whose tie clip was found at the scene?" Liu Yinuo suddenly remembered and his eyes lit up.
"We found it. The person is Liu Guancong, a teaching assistant at the school. His English name is CoCo. According to Fang Qingyue's classmates, this 'CoCo' seems to have developed feelings for Fang Qingyue and has been seeking her out frequently lately. However, Fang Qingyue is quite repulsed by him."
At that moment, Wang Youming noticed Liu Yinuo's furrowed brow and asked, "What's wrong, Yinuo?"
Liu Yinuo glanced at him and said, "Immediately investigate Zhong Jiahua and Liu Guancong! Don't forget to collect their fingerprints." His voice was crisp and authoritative.
Just then, Miss Gu from the forensic department walked in holding a thick stack of documents—the Autopsy Report had arrived.
Liu Yinuo anxiously asked, "What are the findings?"
Miss Gu delivered her report in her usual emotionless tone: "The deceased was found to have thirteen wounds on the front of the body, all inflicted by the same surgical knife. The wound to the chest was fatal, penetrating the heart. The time of death is estimated to be between twelve-thirty and two-thirty this morning, January Twelfth."
Liu Yinuo remarked, "That's a very narrow time frame..."
Miss Gu replied, "It's because the deceased had recently eaten. From the degree of digestion of the food in the stomach, we can accurately infer the time of death."
"Oh, I see," Liu Yinuo responded.
Miss Gu's expression and voice remained devoid of any emotion as she added, "Additionally, the deceased had been sexually assaulted prior to death."
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