Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 565 - 565 561 Suspicions

565: Chapter 561 Suspicions 565: Chapter 561 Suspicions Cracking this serial murder case was a significant feat for Fan Feipeng, enough to be a prominent highlight in his career resume.

The quicker the case was solved, the more credit he received, and the more appreciation he garnered from the leaders and the city.

Initially, to determine the suspect, he hadn’t closed his eyes for three days straight.

After capturing the suspect, he personally supervised the interrogation to fight against time.

Now that the case was finally solved, the greenhorn who had just arrived dared to challenge him, holding him back for half a day.

Wasn’t this a deliberate attempt to provoke conflict, driven by jealousy over his great achievement?

No wonder he was enraged immediately.

The young police officer didn’t dare to say much, and of course, he thought Ye Fan was being meddlesome.

Fan Feipeng took a couple of angry breaths and said to the young police officer, “Xiaolin, go and demand the files back from Ye immediately.

Tell him he’s new and would need at least a day or two to understand the case, but the county committee and the city can’t wait; his signature isn’t needed anymore.

Hurry!

You must retrieve those files!”

“Yes!” Officer Xiaolin answered and left to retrieve the files from Ye Fan.

Fan Feipeng picked up his teacup, took a sip, and snorted with disdain, “Thinking he can interfere with my achievements, not so easy!

He can’t even sit securely in his position, yet he dreams of competing with me for the chief’s seat.

Impossible!”

The chief, Tang Xianlong, was about to retire, which was common knowledge within the entire county’s police force.

Several deputy chiefs, including Fan Feipeng, were eagerly vying for the chief’s seat.

Of course, the position of the chief of the county’s police force was crucial, and it was equally possible that someone could be parachuted in from another place.

In Ye Fan’s office, before Officer Xiaolin could return to take back the file, Ye Fan had broadly grasped the case and noticed some inconsistencies.

“What?

No need to sign?” Ye Fan said to Officer Xiaolin, “As the deputy leader of the special case team, I have reservations about this case.”

With that, he handed the file to Officer Xiaolin, “Go back and tell Team Fan that I think there are still doubts, and I retain my opinion.”

Officer Xiaolin acknowledged, took the file, and left.

Matters involved life and death, and Ye Fan was very eager to intercept the case and re-investigate thoroughly.

However, he was also aware that being new and nominally the deputy team leader, the case was essentially beyond his purview.

If he insisted on intercepting, Fan Feipeng could directly ask Tang Xianlong to remove him from his position as deputy leader, leaving him without even the last chance to intervene.

So, all he could do was let Fan Feipeng submit the case’s outcome.

All he could do was to familiarize himself with the real case details before Jiang Weidong was formally prosecuted in court.

If Jiang Weidong turned out to be the murderer, he would be convicted as usual; if he was wrongfully accused, Ye Fan had no choice but to offend a lot of people, including Tang Xianlong, to request a review of the case outcome.

Fan Feipeng waited for Officer Xiaolin to bring the file back and asked, “Did Ye sign it?”

“No.” Officer Xiaolin handed over the file to Fan Feipeng, and continued, “He asked me to tell you that he has doubts about the outcome of the case and retains his opinion.”

Fan Feipeng took the file and scoffed, “He knows nothing, yet pretends to be an expert, deliberately making me unhappy!”

Saying so, he stood up, took the file, and went to find Tang Xianlong.

In the chief’s office, Tang Xianlong read through the case outcome—a document of seven or eight pages—in a minute and was about to sign it when he suddenly noticed that the deputy team leader’s signature space was empty.

“Why didn’t you get a signature from Deputy Commissioner Ye?” Tang Xianlong asked, looking up.

Fan Feipeng promptly answered, “Deputy Commissioner Ye said he’s not familiar with the case at the moment, thinks there are still doubts, and wants to reserve his opinion.

He refused to sign.”

“Oh.

If he won’t sign, then let it be.

He hasn’t contributed anything anyway.” Tang Xianlong replied indifferently, then signed his name.

As for Ye Fan, he had finally finished reading the files for the serial murder case.

Half a month ago, the third victim was found naked and dead at home, having been bound and sexually assaulted before death.

The characteristics of the crime scene were strikingly similar to two murder incidents that occurred on September 28 and October 6, either sexually assaulting before killing or after, with the victims found naked and tied up, all of whom were solitary young women who preferred wearing red clothes.

Therefore, the police concluded this was a series of killings.

The murderer might have pathological issues, targeting young women in red.

While searching and investigating the three victims’ neighborhoods, police inadvertently discovered that Jiang Weidong had a collection of various types and sizes of red women’s underwear in his home, and his conservative wife didn’t own a single red undergarment.

In addition, Jiang Weidong’s overly honest and introverted personality matched the psychological profile of the murderer hypothesized by the police, so Jiang Weidong was treated as a prime suspect and was taken to the police station for intensive interrogation.

However, Ye Fan identified two doubts: first, Jiang Weidong was a laborer who carried heavy loads and didn’t have much free time.

The murderer chose his targets and entered their homes to commit crimes, which required a lot of time to follow and track to find the perfect timing.

Second, Jiang Weidong’s description of the crime process was too detailed and clear.

Almost three months had passed since the first crime was committed—not just a single incident—and the murderer could not possibly remember every detail.

Also, Jiang Weidong’s profile analysis didn’t depict someone particularly clever.

Thinking this, Ye Fan immediately left his office and went to the detention room to see Jiang Weidong.

Upon arrival, he saw Jiang Weidong looking listless, with a dull gaze, appearing exceedingly haggard.

Although Jiang Weidong was bulky, he was noticeably thin, almost emaciated, and coughed intermittently.

Ye Fan observed Jiang Weidong carefully for a while but didn’t see any apparent signs of torture or forced confession.

However, when Ye Fan checked Jiang Weidong’s pulse, he immediately realized that Jiang Weidong had been injured or was ill.

Given that Jiang Weidong worked in physical labor and was in his prime, he should be in robust health.

Ye Fan thus speculated that Jiang Weidong might have been subjected to torture during interrogation.

Of course, Ye Fan couldn’t conclude that Jiang Weidong was indeed wrongfully accused just because of this.

Back in his office, Ye Fan pondered this serial murder case.

Honestly, he hoped that Fan Feipeng and the others had caught the right person.

However, since there were doubts, it was necessary to verify them earnestly.

He desired nothing but to be at peace with himself.

Ye Fan placed the file in front of him again, closed his eyes, and strived to dismiss all preconceptions—neither absolving Jiang Weidong nor assuming he was the killer.

Then Ye Fan carefully reviewed the file again, focusing on the details of the crime scenes and all features of the three victims.

One hour later, after repeatedly studying all the information on the three victims and everything found at the crime scenes, Ye Fan took out an enlarged map of Mingde county’s urban area and marked the addresses of the three victims.

Then he added various annotations to the map.

Although the human brain is highly precise, it often overlooks and neglects certain things.

By marking all the information on a large map to create a “three-dimensional” view, by studying the map, he might discover some useful clues.