Chapter 283

Let's talk about the previous inference.

Ah, Xiang has every reason to believe Zhong Tianzheng.

But he said the killer was unlikely to be injured and bleed, which was somewhat groundless.

Although the killer's blood was not extracted from Wang Yiwei's car, she can still take it for granted. For example, it may be difficult to find the blood falling on dark textiles.

How could he be sure that there was no trace of the murderer's blood in any corner?

"I guess so with a basis."

Zhong Tianzheng smiled unabated, his index finger rubbed the bridge of his nose and said, "although we don't know what happened at the scene of the crime and don't say whether there was blood, we have set the suspect on Yang Jie long ago, and now we suddenly connect these clues together. Don't you think it's a coincidence?"

"For example?"

Ah, Xiang pricks up her ears and waits.

"For example, the last time we visited the school and asked Yang Jie, do you remember what clothes he was wearing?"

"What are you wearing?"

Ah Xiang shook her head: "I forgot."

"But I remember."

Zhong Tianzheng said with a smile: "he was wearing a long sleeved plaid shirt, which was slightly loose, with a white Mickey T-shirt inside."

"How do you remember so clearly?"

Ah Xiang can't remember the scene at that time, let alone what clothes he was wearing and what color he was wearing.

"Because of the weather."

Zhong Tianzheng pointed to himself: "although the weather temperature has decreased slightly, it's not time to wear long sleeves. Even at night, a short sleeved T-shirt is enough to deal with it. The comfort is just good, so I paid attention."

Ah Xiang nodded thoughtfully: "this is the first point, and then?"

"Then?"

"Then the second time."

Zhong Tianzheng looked at the ceiling and recalled: "the second night, we sent sun Qinqin to his apartment. Do you remember what clothes he wore when he came back?"

"Gentle shirt?"

"Yes."

Zhong Tianzheng nodded and replied: "a light blue and white slim shirt. This dress is very suitable for his identity. At that time, I just looked at it and didn't pay much attention."

"But if we substitute him into the scene we just found, can we say what he is wearing?" Zhong Tianzheng said solemnly, "if you put him in, is the long sleeve he wears just to cover up the wound on his hand?"

Ah Xiang did not refute and asked again, "basically, how can you conclude that the wound on his hand is not bleeding?"

"Please, boss, can you observe more by yourself?"

Zhong Tianzheng rolled his eyes silently: "you also saw him at that time. When he was applying medicine to sun Qinqin, his actions were also very normal. The reason why I felt that the wound on his hand was not an open wound was because when I smoked with him on the rooftop, I found that there was no problem with his arm movement. However, when I was observing, I found a light dark spot on his little arm's shirt, very light, just like who soaked it and didn't completely dry it up. "

"You mean?"

Ah, Xiang thought for a moment: "scald?"

"Yes."

Zhong Tianzheng nodded and nodded: "it should be similar to this kind. You only need to apply the medicine without hurting the skin, muscles and bones."

"And finally, I saw scalding medicine in his medicine box."

Zhong Tianzheng said the key point of his recognition of Ah Xiang's guess: "the scald ointment has been opened, and the tail is slightly flat and deformed, but there is no much use trace on the aluminum skin. It should have been bought not long ago."

"So we should check the car again, lighters and other things that can have temperature."

"OK."

Ah Xiang nodded and immediately informed the relevant colleagues: "however, I don't understand." She sent the message and threw her cell phone aside: "did you find that neither of the two victims in this case would say anything about the murderer? It's all up to us. "

The victims she said were naturally Liu Wentao and Wang Yiwei.

These two people did not tell the police the detailed process in the middle.

Wang Yiwei, in particular, said that he drank too much, didn't remember, and was confused. He opened his mouth without mentioning the detailed process in the middle, let alone the details of his resistance.

"I don't know that either."

Zhong Tianzheng shrugged: "if the murderer is Yang Jie, it can explain the past. They all know the identity of the murderer, so they hide it. Otherwise, I can't think of why they hide the specific details of the case."

"OK."

Ah Xiang nodded, glanced at the feedback from the working group and asked, "when shall we go to find Yang Jie and test his arm to see if there is a wound?"

"I think it's feasible."

Zhong Tianzheng naturally has no objection.

Practice is the standard for testing truth.

……

The other side.

Wang Yiwei villa.

That night, sun Qinqin stole the USB flash disk and stole all the daily running water related things of his website. After a series of things happened, his state of mind seemed to become furious.

In fact, when he was in bed, he was just pretending to sleep. He knew that sun Qinqin took photos with his mobile phone. He originally thought that everything was under his control and wanted to have a good play of Mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches, so he didn't rush to expose sun Qinqin.

He likes the kind of shock that others secretly betray him and do things that betray him. When he thought he was going to succeed, he suddenly appeared and brought to the other party.

That scene is very dramatic.

The inner pleasure obtained from that scene is far more happy and satisfied than directly exposing each other from the beginning.

But who knows.

He underestimated sun Qinqin's perseverance.

The other party refused to hand over these things even if he died.

He didn't expect a cap to appear suddenly.

What's more, I didn't expect the squatting police to appear.

Everything became uncontrollable.

Restless and angry, he had been thinking about how to get the USB flash disk back, and the two calls followed.

After answering the phone, Wang Yiwei's heart was cold.

He knew that this time, he was completely cool.

A big chess game has already been arranged.

And myself, in fact, has long been a small chess piece in it.

Two days in a row.

Wang Yiwei stayed at home. He didn't step out of the door of the villa at all. He didn't go anywhere. He lay in bed like a walking corpse, ate, slept and ate. Half a cigarette had been burned in two days.

today.

He finally moved.