Chapter 88

In the police car.

Zhong Tian is driving.

Ah, Xiang is sitting in the co pilot.

Colleagues in the technology department sat in the back seat with equipment.

Ah Xiang pulled her seat belt, and the breeze blew up her broken hair: "are you doubting Zhu Xian?"

"Yes."

Zhong Tianzheng grasped the steering wheel and quickly drove towards the outer ring road: "before the case has been solved, anyone is suspicious."

"Yes."

Ah Xiang combed: "according to the situation we now know and your doubts, there are three possibilities."

"First: Zhang Daquan killed Huang Yan."

"Second: the third person killed Huang Yan."

"Third: Zhu Xiandong's hand."

"Who do you think is more likely?"

"Find evidence."

Zhong Tianzheng shook his head and stepped on the accelerator for another minute.

Outer ring house.

Three people entered the scene in turn.

The colleagues of the technology department dressed well and surveyed the site again.

Zhong Tianzheng borrowed a magnifying glass and squatted at the door to look carefully.

Ah Xiang put on her rubber gloves and worked around the bed: "you seem to believe Zhang Daquan's confession more?"

"It's not that I believe his confession more, just to verify whether he is lying." In the magnifying glass, Zhong Tianzheng's eyes became big and no trace fell.

"There are fingerprints here. Let's take them."

Soon, Zhong Tianzheng found it on the tiles on both sides of the door frame.

With the light on the side, the traces of the three fingerprints were faint.

"Here too."

Ah, the sound of incense also sounded.

"Well..."

The comrades in the technology department are a little embarrassed.

Zhong Tianzheng, Xiang Ke is an amateur technician. This discovery one after another makes his face seem a little hot.

After extracting the fingerprints, they came to Ah Xiang's position.

According to her fingers, a small section of incomplete nails fell into the gap in the corner. Even if Ah Xiang clearly pointed it out, they still saw it several times.

There are several small pieces of glass residue extracted together. According to visual inspection, it should be left by the fragmentation of the outer screen of the mobile phone.

As for why it fell into the crack in the corner, it was probably someone who cleaned up the scene and dealt with some small things out of inner tension, which left a trace.

The extraction of the site continues.

Zhong Tianzheng withdrew from the house, lit a cigarette, stood at the door and closed his eyes.

Master spatial thinking ability diverges, and a crime scene is presented.

"Hoo."

Zhong Tianzheng took a deep breath, snuffed out the cigarette butts, stuffed them into his pocket, took out his rubber gloves and put them on.

……

"Dong Dong Dong."

The door is open.

Ah Xiang looked at Zhong Tianzheng with an unexpected expression: "well, why are you here?"

"You didn't call me? You sent me a text message. "

"I..."

Ah Xiang was silent: "forget it, come in."

Zhong Tianzheng opens the door, enters the room and sits down. Ah Xiang pours a glass of water for him. The two begin to talk. During the conversation, Zhong Tianzheng plays with the glass, but he never drinks water. A pair of eyes keep swimming on Ah Xiang.

"You're still the same as before."

Zhong Tianzheng floated up the corner of his mouth, revealing a trowel of evil laughter.

"You..."

"Me? Hey, hey. "

Zhong Tianzheng smiled and reached out to catch Ah Xiang. Ah Xiang resisted. Then Zhong Tianzheng fell down and stretched out his evil hand.

During their argument, Zhong Tianzheng became angry with shame. Ah Xiang was hit on the head by him, and then his abdomen was hurt by the murder weapon.

Zhong Tianzheng recovered, looked at the injured Ah Xiang, flustered to wipe the fingerprints off the ashtray and the murder weapon, and then left.

The comrades of the technology department looked at this scene in surprise and stared at the boss.

If he knew their identity, he really thought it was true.

"No, No."

Zhong Tianzheng frowned and thought for a moment, shook his head and denied: "since you want to wipe your fingerprints, why don't you wipe them off on the glass?"

"I agree."

Ah Xiang nodded and agreed, "and in this way, the footprints on the windowsill can't be confirmed."

"It is unlikely that a third person will commit a crime."

Zhong Tian was standing outside the window and stretched out his hand to pull the window: "someone opened the window and came in. There was a lot of noise. The people in the house had run away or would run to stop it, but the dirt on the side of the window is very old and there is no other trace."

"So?"

Colleagues in the technology department may be weak in reasoning ability.

"The breakthrough may be in the broken nails and glass fragments."

Zhong Tianzheng looked at the extracted evidence: "the broken surface of the nail is very uneven. It doesn't seem to be caused by a nail clipper. It should be caused by a dispute. Huang Yan's resistance is broken, and there should be dandruff tissue residues."

"OK, I'll speed up the progress."

The colleague in the technology department nodded and agreed.

On the way back, Ah Xiang stared curiously at Zhong Tianzheng, who was concentrating on driving ahead.

"What are you looking at me for?"

"Curious."

Ah Xiang holds her head in her right hand, and her big eyes are full of curiosity.

"Curious about what?"

"I wonder if you have schizophrenia. If not, Oscar should owe you a little golden man." Ah, Xiang nodded as she said, and her serious expression was full of affirmation.

"Ut case, our guest couple, you show the image of a dandy incisively and vividly, like Lao Tzu is the best in the world. You won't say it when you restore the scene of Yaya case."

"When the scene was restored just now, for a moment, I almost thought you were the murderer. Really, the expression, even the details of the eyes, were very in place."

As soon as Ah Xiang mentioned this, the technical colleagues sitting in the back seat immediately responded: "I agree with Comrade Ah Xiang very much. I almost hit you just now. If I didn't know you were a famous golden partner, I really thought you were going to do something."

"But then again, your golden partner does have a hand. Without communication, you know how to restore it."

I don't know whether it's personal character or a common problem. Colleagues in the technology department couldn't stop the car when they opened the conversation: "Hey, how did you practice your high tacit understanding? To be honest, are you brothers and sisters? "

"Is it a couple?"

"The secret work is done well."

“……”

Zhong Tianzheng was speechless and simply stopped answering.

This gossip level, can't compare, say goodbye, say goodbye.

Ah Xiang, the co pilot, turned red and threw a white eye at his colleagues in the technology department. He waved his powder power fiercely to demonstrate, just like an angry kitten waving its claws.

……

At the same time.

The technology department has repaired Huang Yan's broken mobile phone. The outer screen of the mobile phone is broken, one of the internal cables is broken, and the motherboard is not broken.

Zhu Xian's personal information was also thoroughly presented in front of group leader Li. On that day, his activity track was perfectly restored when he went in to collect evidence.

DNA comparison was also carried out on the dandruff tissue extracted from the nail.

Zhong Tianzheng scanned the autopsy report in front of him, and then integrated all the information in his mind.

With the blessing of master spatial conception, a crime scene is completely restored.