kvmb Chapter 1499 A Corpse Found in a Ditch on Jianshe Road
Chapter 1499 A Corpse Found in a Ditch on Jianshe Road
Three days later, the Criminal Investigation Detachment completed the organization of all case files and formally transferred the case to the Municipal People's Procuratorate for review and prosecution. The case files contained detailed records of all evidence materials, including crime scene investigation, forensic autopsy, physical evidence examination, interrogation transcripts, and on-site identification videos, totaling 86 volumes and over 2300 pages. Every piece of evidence was irrefutable, pointing to Tian Liang's intentional homicide.
After accepting the case, the Municipal People's Procuratorate reviewed it in accordance with the law and concluded that Tian Liang intentionally and illegally deprived another person of his life. The motive for the crime was clear, the means of the crime were cruel, and the circumstances were heinous. Moreover, there was a lot of evidence to prove the crime, including on-site investigation records, forensic identification reports, DNA comparison results, the murder weapon, and on-site identification video. The facts of the crime were clear, and the evidence was conclusive and sufficient. Therefore, Tian Liang was prosecuted for intentional homicide in accordance with the law.
On the day of the court hearing, Tian Liang pleaded guilty and accepted punishment, confessing to the crime of murdering Zheng Guobin without any defense. He wept bitterly in court, expressing remorse to Zheng Guobin's family and deep regret for his impulsive actions. Ultimately, based on the facts of Tian Liang's crime, the circumstances, his attitude of admitting guilt, and the social harm caused, the court sentenced Tian Liang to death with a two-year reprieve and deprivation of his political rights for life.
After the verdict took effect, Tian Liang was sent to prison to serve his sentence. In a letter to his sister, Tian Yajuan, he repeatedly urged her to live well, let go of past grievances, and not to worry about him. After receiving the letter, Tian Yajuan made a special trip to the prison to visit Tian Liang. The two siblings met and embraced, weeping. All their unspoken words ultimately turned into tears and regret.
The investigation into the Zhangjiagou Riverbank corpse case lasted nearly a month, experiencing numerous twists and turns, including the victim's identity remaining unknown, the identification and elimination of suspects, and reversals in the case. Ultimately, thanks to the meticulous and tireless efforts of the investigators, as well as comprehensive trace evidence and accurate forensic examination, the true culprit was successfully identified, and the truth of the case was revealed. The solving of this case not only comforts the deceased's soul but also demonstrates the majesty of the law—any act that violates the law and attempts to evade punishment will ultimately be brought to justice; the net of justice is vast, and nothing escapes its reach.
In late autumn, the reeds around the Zhangjiagou Riverbank gradually withered and turned yellow, and a cold wind swept across the river, creating ripples. The former crime scene had long since returned to its former tranquility, with only the traces left at the scene and the records in the case files telling the story of that tragedy caused by hatred. The members of the Criminal Investigation Detachment had already devoted themselves to solving new cases. With their professionalism and perseverance, they safeguarded the peace of this city, ensuring that every crime had nowhere to hide and that every life received respect and solace.
Less than a week after the case on the banks of the Zhangjiagou River was closed, the Criminal Investigation Detachment received another report.
The entire process of the on-site investigation of the body case in the ditch on Jianshe Road
At 6:30 a.m., just as dawn was breaking, a thin mist, carrying the chill of late autumn, enveloped Jianshe Road in the city. The streetlights were not yet completely off, their dim yellow light filtering through the mist and casting dappled shadows on the wet pavement. Sanitation worker Li Baode, dressed in his orange uniform, pushed a cart full of cleaning tools, arriving punctually on the sidewalk of the eastern section of Jianshe Road—his assigned area, which he had been cleaning for eight years.
Jianshe Road is an old street in the city, running east-west for about 1.2 kilometers. Old residential buildings, small shops, and several office buildings line both sides of the road. While pedestrian traffic isn't dense, the morning cleaning work cannot be neglected. Li Baode's cleaning route starts at the intersection on the eastern section of Jianshe Road and heads west, first sweeping the sidewalks and then clearing the ditches on both sides of the road—recent light rains have left the ditches filled with fallen leaves, silt, and household garbage. If not cleaned promptly, these silts can easily clog the drainage system and obstruct pedestrian traffic.
He first parked the handcart on the open ground beside the sidewalk, put on rubber gloves, picked up a long-handled iron hook, and walked to the ditch on the north side. This ditch, located between the sidewalk and the non-motorized vehicle lane, was about 50 centimeters wide and 40 centimeters deep. The ditch walls were made of cement and covered with moss, making them slippery. The ditch contained about 10 centimeters of murky sewage, with fallen leaves, plastic bags, and scraps of paper floating on the surface, emitting a faint stench mixed with the chill of late autumn, making one involuntarily frown.
Li Baode gripped the iron hook tightly, bent over, and carefully hooked the floating debris from the ditch, placing it in the nearby trash can. His movements were practiced and slow, as if afraid of using too much force and scraping off the moss on the ditch wall, causing him to slip. After clearing about ten meters, the iron hook suddenly hit a hard object, different from stones and trash, producing a dull thud, quite different from the feel of hooking fallen leaves or plastic bags.
"Strange, how could there be something hard here?" Li Baode frowned, a hint of doubt creeping into his mind. He cleaned this ditch every day; besides silt, fallen leaves, and household garbage, there were occasionally a few small stones, but he had never encountered such a hard object, which also seemed quite large. He put down the iron hook, squatted down, reached out and brushed aside the floating objects on the surface of the water, then used his fingers to push aside the silt at the bottom of the ditch, trying to make out the shape of the object.
The mud was soft, mixed with rotting leaves, clinging to his gloves and emitting a pungent, putrid stench. As the mud was gradually cleared, the outline of the object became clearer—it was a pale, stiff piece of skin, covered in mud and sewage, looking extremely eerie. Li Baode's heart pounded instantly, a chill ran down his spine, and he quickly withdrew his hand, his whole body trembling slightly, a sense of foreboding rising within him.
He steadied himself, crouched down again, mustered his courage, and gently used the iron hook to clear away the mud and debris surrounding the object. This time, more of the object was revealed—it wasn't just junk, but a human arm! The pale arm stretched stiffly out in the mud, a worn-out watch still on the wrist, its strap rusted, the dial covered in mud, making the time illegible. Below the arm, there seemed to be more body parts, covered in mud and sewage.
"Ah—!" Li Baode screamed in fright, staggering back several steps and landing hard on his backside on the wet sidewalk. His rubber gloves fell to the ground, and his hands were covered in mud. In his fifty-six years of life, he had never encountered anything like this before—a person was hiding in the ditch, and judging from the color of the skin and the stiff state, there were clearly no signs of life.
In a panic, Li Baode hurriedly pulled out his phone from his pocket, his fingers trembling, and dialed 110 to report the incident.