flstandardbreds Chapter 389: Death of Zhu Huimin
Chapter 389: Death of Zhu Huimin
In the slightly cramped meeting room of the Public Security Bureau, the dim light cast a shadow on everyone's faces. Qian Zhanyong sat at the head of the conference table, his posture straight, his eyes sharp as he examined the pile of evidence in front of him.
These evidences are like broken pieces of a puzzle, waiting for them to be pieced together to find out the truth behind them.
Qian Zhanyong frowned and tapped the table rhythmically with his fingers. His eyes revealed a kind of tenacity and persistence, as if telling everyone present that he was determined to solve this case.
Luo Jinxi stood aside, her figure light but capable. She was wearing a fitted police uniform, her long hair neatly tied up behind her head, and her eyes were focused on the photos collected from the crime scene on the board.
The picture in the photo is cold and solemn, as if silently telling of a tragedy.
"The deceased, Zhu Huimin, was a female, 38 years old, unmarried. She was 158 cm tall and weighed 120 catties."
Luo Jinxi's voice was clear and steady, breaking the silence in the conference room.
"She has worked at Xinxin Garment Factory for eight years and can be considered a veteran employee. However, what's interesting is that her colleagues have different opinions about her.
At present, the cause of her death is still unclear, and we can only wait for the autopsy report to come out before we can make a further conclusion. "
Qian Zhanyong nodded slightly, his eyes moving back and forth between the photo and Luo Jinxi, as if he was constantly building a preliminary framework of the case in his mind.
At this time, Zhang Zhekun stood up. He was a big man, with a look of fatigue on his face after the visit, but his eyes were shining with excitement, and he had obviously discovered some important clues.
"Today, I visited the colleagues who worked with Zhu Huimin in the garment factory workshop."
Zhang Zhekun cleared his throat and said in a loud voice, "They mentioned that in the past year, Zhu Huimin had a particularly close relationship with the factory's accountant.
The exact degree of closeness varies, but one can sense that the relationship between the two is not ordinary.”
Zhang Zhekun paused for a moment, looked at everyone's reactions, and then said, "There is an even more crucial clue.
A young man named Zhou Nan came to the garment factory to manage the sales department. According to the male workers in the same dormitory, Zhu Huimin often went to see Zhou Nan.
And as soon as she left, the other male employees in the dormitory would leave on their own accord, which was a bit strange.”
When Qian Zhanyong heard this, his eyes suddenly became sharp. He sat up straight and asked, "Have you investigated this accountant and Zhou Nan? Do they have any other interactions with Zhu Huimin besides work?"
Luo Jinxi took over the conversation: "We are already investigating. At present, we only know that the accountant has worked in the factory for five years and his work performance is satisfactory.
Zhou Nan joined the company only half a year ago. He is young and energetic and has made some achievements in sales. As for their private relationship with Zhu Huimin, further investigation is needed.”
In the conference room, everyone was discussing one after another, and sparks of thought collided fiercely in the air.
Every clue is like a passage hidden in the darkness. They don't know which one will lead to the final truth, but they do not back down and are determined to find the exit in this intricate maze of clues.
Qian Zhanyong stood up, placed his hands on the table, and looked at everyone with a determined look:
“Although this case is currently shrouded in mystery, I believe that as long as we pay attention to every detail, we will be able to uncover the truth.
Everyone, please work hard these days and try to find some breakthroughs from these clues."
Everyone nodded, their eyes full of fighting spirit. Outside the conference room, the night was getting darker, but the lights were bright in the Public Security Bureau, and a race with the truth was quietly unfolding.
At the same time, the fire department received an emergency notice from the Public Security Bureau and quickly organized personnel to conduct a comprehensive inspection of the garment factory.
Fire captain Lei Tianjun personally led the team, driving the majestic fire truck, and arrived at the garment factory overnight at lightning speed.
The car drove straight into the factory yard like a brave beast, making a dull roar.
Wang Qiang and his assistant Deng Xingyu hurriedly came to Lei Tianjun with panicked looks.
He forced a smile on his face, as if it was forced out; the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he said in a pleading tone: "Captain Lei, please go to the office."
Lei Tianjun had a serious face, his expression as cold as steel, and said mercilessly: "Director Wang, there has been a murder, but you are still producing. You are really careless! Have you ever thought about the safety of your employees?"
Wang Qiang scratched his head in embarrassment and stammered, "Captain Lei, it's not... this... You know, there are still thousands of employees who need to eat and support their families. If I stop production, how will the employees' basic lives be solved? Their families all depend on this job."
"Stop talking nonsense. This is the procedure. We have received a notice that your factory must immediately stop production and make rectifications. In order to avoid more accidents, please cooperate with us." After Lei Tianjun finished speaking, he waved his hand and left no room for doubt.
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of firefighters quickly got out of the car and moved swiftly towards the old dormitory building like well-trained soldiers.
Entering the dormitory building, each firefighter carefully observed the surrounding environment and the direction of the wires with full concentration.
The wires were like a tangled spider web, winding and entwining the walls and ceilings without any regularity or technical complexity.
The outer coverings of many wires are badly damaged, revealing the copper core inside. Some have even turned black, giving off a stale smell.
As the firefighters checked, they shook their heads and sighed, their faces full of worry.
"This is simply too dangerous. These wires are so old that any small short circuit could cause a fire with disastrous consequences." A young firefighter frowned and said worriedly.
The team leader Lei Tianjun's expression was as serious as the sky before a storm. He said firmly: "Notify Director Wang to stop production operations and arrange rectification immediately. No wires should be left out. The evacuation passages must also be cleared and unblocked. Nothing can be sloppy."
Wang Qiang stood in the yard, beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down his forehead like beads that had broken off a string. He kept wiping the sweat from his cheeks with a handkerchief, looking panicked and anxious.
At this time, staff from the safety production supervision and management department also arrived at the scene.
When Wang Qiang saw Deputy Director Han, the muscles on his face trembled unnaturally, then he grinned, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying, and stammered, "Deputy Director Han."
Deputy Director Han said solemnly, "Director Wang, stop production immediately and fully cooperate with the investigation of the relevant departments. This is not a joke. It concerns the safety of our employees and we cannot afford to be careless."
Wang Qiang nodded and said timidly, "Yes, yes, Manager Deng, please stop the business immediately."
Deng Xingyu nodded and said respectfully, "Yes, Director. I'll be there right away." After that, he left in a flash and soon disappeared.
Deputy Director Han shouted, his voice as loud as a bell: "Check carefully and leave no clues. Every detail may affect the lives of employees, so we must take it seriously."
The technicians went into the dormitory building one after another and carefully checked the safety facilities in the garment factory's production workshops and dormitories.
Seeing the damp walls and moldy corners in the dormitory, the staff couldn't help but frown, with expressions of disgust and worry on their faces.
"Such a living environment not only affects the health of employees, but also makes them very susceptible to illness if they live in such an environment for a long time, and there are also great safety risks.
Measures must be taken as soon as possible to improve the ventilation and drainage systems. There is no time to lose." A middle-aged man who seemed to have rich experience said sincerely after the inspection.
Experts from the Ministry of Housing and Urban-Rural Development evaluated the dormitory building's structure and found that due to long-term moisture erosion, the load-bearing capacity of some walls had been seriously affected, and the building was like an old man on his deathbed, ready to collapse.
“This building must be completely repaired and reinforced, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.
If an accident happens, the whole building may collapse, and the lives of the employees will be greatly threatened."
The expert spoke to Wang Qiang very responsibly, his tone full of worry and warning.
Wang Qiang, the head of the garment factory, was as anxious as an ant on hot pan, pacing on the spot.
He kept explaining and assuring the staff of various departments: "I will make corrections as soon as possible, I will, please give me some more time.
I am also thinking about my employees and want to resume production as soon as possible so that everyone can have a job.”
Deputy Director Han scolded loudly: "I'll give you some time. Isn't the life of the employees important? We must rectify and improve the facilities as soon as possible.
Punishment is minor, the lives of employees are the most important. As the factory manager, you are responsible for the safety of employees. You cannot just think about production and ignore the lives of employees. "
Wang Qiang looked at Deputy Director Han and saw that his attitude was extremely firm. He knew that there was no room for negotiation on this matter and understood that he had to complete the rectification within the specified time, otherwise he would face severe punishment.
As time went by, the Public Security Bureau's investigation was still going on in an intense and orderly manner. Luo Jinxi and Zhang Zhekun came to the garment factory again and questioned the accountant in depth.
In the accounting office, Luo Jinxi and Zhang Zhekun sat on the sofa with serious expressions and sharp eyes.
The accountant sat in the chair opposite, looking uneasy and rubbing his hands constantly.
Luo Jinxi took out a notebook, prepared to record, and asked: "Name? Age and where are you from?"
"Dong Jiahui, 43 years old, Xinchenghe Community, No. 216, North Street, Gcheng District." The accountant responded with a slightly trembling voice.
As Luo Jinxi wrote, he asked, "Do you know Zhu Huimin?"
Dong Jiahui replied: "Yes."
"What is the relationship between you two?"
Dong Jiahui replied: "Colleague, I am in charge of finance, and I pay the employees' salaries every month."
"Do you know what happened to the clothing factory being shut down?"
"I know. Zhu Huimin died in the dormitory. I called the police." Dong Jiahui replied, with a barely perceptible flash of panic in his eyes.
Luo Jinxi continued to ask: "How did you find out that she died in the dormitory?"
Dong Jiahui responded honestly: "Zhu Huimin came to my office a few days ago and said that her brother needed money for his wedding.
She came to me to ask for two months' salary in advance, and I had already discussed it with Director Wang. I called her yesterday, but she didn't answer and her phone was turned off.
I wondered if she was in urgent need of money, why didn't she come to the office to see me today, so I came to find her.
When I approached the dormitory door, I saw it was ajar. I knocked on the door, but no one answered, so I pushed the door open and walked in.
There was an indescribable smell in the room, and then I saw her covered with a quilt, motionless. I went to call her, only to find that she was dead! "