Chapter 388

"I don't bother you to care about my calculations."

Peng Jun glanced at Zhong Tianzheng, but he didn't continue to talk.

Originally, they wanted to use autopsy to make an article, but their calculations were in vain.

"Well, you can talk."

Zhong Tianzheng smiled and shouted, "let's go."

"OK."

Ah, Xiang answered, stepped over, took Zhong Tianzheng's arm and went out.

Zhong Tianzheng felt the fragrance of xiaocanglan shampoo in his nose and bared his teeth: "no, sisters, can we not be so enthusiastic."

"Hum, I'd love to. Why don't you want to be proud?"

Ah Xiang was not happy at once. She turned her eyes and gouged out Zhong Tianzheng: "please think clearly before you answer." When she spoke, the strength of her palm also increased a bit, holding the soft meat on Zhong Tianzheng's hand.

"Yes, yes, yes."

Zhong Tianzheng was breathing cold air and had to retreat.

Zhang also looked at this scene, directly took out his mobile phone, took photos of the two people's backs, and didn't stop: "Oh, your police style is really interesting."

Look at this posture. It's time to report.

"All right, all right."

Peng Jun shouted impatiently, "why didn't I find you such an idiot before? It's true that he is a policeman, but is he a policeman here? Is he at work now? "

"I..."

The sneer on Zhang Ye's face froze in an instant.

……

On the side of the road.

Zhong Tianzheng got into the car and started it.

"Where are we going now?"

Ah Xiang watched the car turn around and run outside the village.

"Go for a walk."

Zhong Tianzheng glanced in the rearview mirror. Peng Jun and his party just came out of it: "I want to verify my guess."

"What guess?"

Ah, xiangdaimei picked up and came to the spirit: "did you guess the murderer?"

"Basically."

Zhong Tian nodded: "now we are going to the shop where Zhang Yifei went to buy firecrackers that day."

"He?"

Ah Xiang asked again, "hasn't he been arrested?"

"I suspect he's telling lies. From the beginning, he's lying to us."

Zhong Tianzheng held the steering wheel and steadily controlled the car: "he left home that day and didn't go to the firecracker shop at all."

"Where did he go?"

"He may have gone to the murderer."

"Why do you suspect that Zhang Yifei is lying?"

Zhong Tianzheng floated an arc on the corner of his mouth, nuzui motioned Huawei mate30pro placed on the car seat: "you open my mobile phone, then open the BiliBili app, and look in one of my historical viewing records," pesticide cover? "

Ah Xiang paid attention to the mobile phone video and replied casually.

"All right, keep watching TV."

Zhong Tianzheng was speechless and could only drive the car silently.

In a few minutes.

Ah Xiang quickly watched the video and showed a thoughtful expression: "when did you begin to doubt the preciseness of Zhang Yifei's testimony?"

"The night Peng Jun came to me."

Zhong Tianzheng pulled his seat belt and relaxed: "when Peng Jun came to me, he just wanted to ask if there was any possibility of activity in this case, which reminded me. I was thinking, what if the murderer was someone else? Zhang Yifei is just a sinner. "

"The reason why we are so skeptical is that our inferred views are different from those described by Zhang Yifei."

"Eh..."

Ah, Xiang Qiao frowned and muttered, "what are you talking about? I can't understand."

"Well, as early as the beginning of the investigation, I suspected Zhang Yifei. Zhang Yifei's confession surprised me very much, which made me think I suspected Zhang was wrong."

Zhong Tianzheng reorganized his language and continued: "Peng Jun came to inquire about the situation that night. At that time, I was wondering whether the murderer would be Zhang Ye. The reason why Zhang Yifei pleaded guilty was because he knew that the real murderer was actually his son, so he had to stand up and take the blame for his son. In this way, it was logical."

"Do you think, a father, after knowing that his son killed his father, did he choose to call the police? Or choose to help hide it? When things may be exposed, go up on your own. "

"People can't come back to life after death. The palm and back of the hand are all meat."

Ah Xiang thought seriously and made his own judgment: "old Zhang is dead. It doesn't make much sense to send his son in at this time. It's better to let this thing pass."

"Yes."

Zhong Tianzheng nodded and affirmed, "that's what it means."

"So, at that time, I began to reverse the direction of the investigation."

Zhong Tianzheng looked ahead and focused on driving: "when Zhang died, we showed doubt, so he had made plans from the beginning to help his son take the blame, so he forged the dandruff residue in Zhang's fingers. In other words, the scratch on his neck was made by himself."

"It's illogical for you to say so."

Ah Xiang simply thought about these words: "since he has time to fake the dandruff of his fingernails, why should he leave his dandruff inside and directly wipe off the traces left by the chapter? You know, the day before the crime, old Zhang's body had been there. He had time to operate. "

"What if it's too late?"

Zhong Tianzheng looked at Ah Xiang with bright eyes: "he only knew that Zhang also killed people, but he didn't see the specific process. He originally wanted to bury people, but he met us. When we expressed doubts in the investigation, Zhang Yifei realized that things might leak, That's why he remembered to ask his son some specific details at the time of the incident. "

"The process of the memorial service is carried out day and night. Someone has been helping or playing cards to warm up the field. The body is placed outside. He doesn't have much time to clean old Zhang's hands. He must be very fast, but he is afraid that he can't clean up, so he simply sets himself in."

"That makes sense."

Ah Xiang nodded and recognized Zhong Tianzheng's explanation: "so you began to review every word Zhang Yifei said in our investigation, and then verify what he said."

"Yes."

Zhong Tianzheng answered: "he said in front that he was short-sighted and couldn't see clearly. Later, when he pleaded guilty, he said that although he couldn't see clearly, he could roughly judge it, so I thought of going to station B to see what people with different degrees of myopia look like in their sight."

From the video.

When the degree of myopia is two Baidu, seeing people has begun to make deficiency.

If the degree of myopia is higher, the line of sight is blurred. No matter how familiar you are with this person, you can't recognize it at all.

"Facts have proved that my suspicion is right. Zhang Yifei has lied to us about his myopia, so what I want to verify now is whether he has been to the firecracker shop that day." Zhong Tianzheng said plausibly.

"What if he didn't go?"

"If he doesn't go, but he still lies to us, there will be only one result."

Zhong Tianzheng grinned: "the fundamental purpose of his going out that day is to find the murderer. He knew that the murderer killed Zhang Lao that day, so he wanted to stop it, but he didn't find the murderer, so he began to look for Zhang Lao in the village, but when he found it, Zhang Lao was dead, and then there was the next scene."

"This murderer is Zhang Ye?"

"Yes!"

"Why do you doubt him?"

Ah Xiang combed his thoughts and stood on the opposite side again: "did someone else offend you? People just have a bad attitude. Why did you doubt him from the beginning? Your reason, your basis? "

"Ha ha, he didn't offend me. We haven't met anyone with a worse attitude than him." Zhong Tianzheng stepped on the foot brake and looked askance at Ah Xiang: "I said I started to install it, so you can install it hard."

Ah Xiang rolled her eyes to express her disbelief: "reason, do you doubt his reason?"

"To tell you the truth, originally I just had a doubt about him, and he didn't come into my sight. At the beginning, I just remained skeptical, but I didn't investigate." Zhong Tianzheng paused and said solemnly, "after the autopsy report came out and saw the dent, my doubts about him were completely confirmed, so we will drive out now."

"What on earth left that dent?"

Ah, Xiang's eyes are full of thirst for knowledge.

"Ring!"

Zhong Tianzheng hit the point and said sharply, "the size of the dent on the back neck of old Zhang is exactly the size of a No. 19 ring!"

"If I'm not wrong, when Zhang was poisoning Zhang, the ring on his ring finger squeezed on Zhang's neck because of excessive force, which left a trace. The reason why the ring was slightly blackened, except for its own oxidation accident, was that pesticide was sprinkled on his hand and soaked in the ring."

These little details.

In Zhong Tianzheng, but with the investigation of the case, he remembered this small detail, and the suspicion of Zhang Ye is gradually increasing.

"That makes sense!"

Ah, I remembered it when Shanton.

It was true that there was such a thing that day, and she also noticed it, but when she saw it, she forgot it and didn't think about it at all.

"But Zhang didn't come back until the night after Zhang died?"

Ah Xiang thought of a question again.

Zhang had no time to commit the crime at all. He was still out of town before his death. How could he fly over to poison Zhang.

"I've asked someone to help check Zhang's whereabouts in those days, and there will be results soon."

Zhong Tianzheng quickly replied and continued to concentrate on driving.

……

Soon.

Here we are.

"Get out of the car. It's already here."

Zhong Tianzheng glanced in the rearview mirror. After confirming that there was no one, he opened the door and got off.

Ah, Xiang, follow down.

The firecracker shop was next to the road, and the two entered the shop.

The layout of the store is very simple. The shelves are filled with all kinds of firecrackers, and warning signs prohibiting fireworks can be seen everywhere.

This will.

There is no business in the shop. The boss is watching TV behind the counter.

Zhang Yifei's poisoning of his father has long been spread. When the two asked about Zhang Yifei, the shopkeeper also showed great cooperation. After all, no one wanted to have anything to do with it.

"Seems to have come."

After the shopkeeper made some memories, he was not sure.

"Are you sure?"

Zhong Tianzheng thought for a moment and said, "think again."

The boss said again: "there were many people in those days, and I forgot. Anyway, he must have been here in those days."

"OK."

Zhong Tian nodded and didn't tangle too much on this issue.

A while ago, the film "manslaughter" had a good response when it was released. It used montage techniques to steal the concept of time, so that those who had contact with the protagonist inadvertently gave false evidence.

also.

During the Chinese new year, the business of the firecracker shop must be very good. It's normal to remember.

He came here with the mentality of trying.

"Uncle Yifei didn't come that day!"

Just then.

Sitting there, looking at a little girl, Piggy's mouth, said.

"Don't talk nonsense."

The boss quickly shouted, "you can't count what children say."

"Don't worry, we're just for reference. There's no such thing as perjury." Zhong Tianzheng waved his hand and went to the little girl: "come, tell your uncle why you are so sure."

"Because I was betting with my friends in the store next door that day, we all said that our business would be better than each other, so I paid special attention to counting." The little girl said solemnly, "I remember very well that day, a total of 15 guests came to our family, including third master and Uncle Zhang... But there was no uncle Fei. I knew him."

Zhong Tianzheng heard the speech and asked for details.

original.

The little girl's friend's house also opened a shop. There was that kind of fighting between children. No one disagreed with anyone and said that their business was good. It was a coincidence to write it down.

"OK, thank you, child. Your information is very useful."

Zhong Tianzheng rubbed the little girl's hair to show encouragement: "you helped the police uncle, you're great."

"Hee hee."

The little girl immediately smiled happily.

Leave the firecracker shop.

Zhong Tianzheng and Xiang rushed back to the village without stopping.

"What's next?"

"I said it all. The killer is probably Zhang Ye. Naturally, I have to go to the scene to improve the evidence chain."

"Haven't we been to the scene?"

"It's not this scene, it's another scene!"