Chapter 917: The Real Murderer
Xie Qi's home has long been sealed, and there is a seal attached to the door.
The neighbor also saw the police report on the other side of the door, the discussion with netizens on the Internet, and the petition, he also signed the petition with his real name, and he has known each other for many years, he knows what kind of person Xie Qi is, and he really doesn't want him to be ruined in hatred like this.
He should have a bright future and a bright future.
It was lust, selfishness, and jealousy that ruined two great talents, and ruined two young lives, nay, not just two, but also their own, and those who were implicated by force or will.
Walking in front of the door, he sighed, and suddenly, he seemed to hear a sound from behind the sealed door, he walked in and stuck it on the door, and listened carefully, it was quiet inside, and there was no sound, I think I heard it wrong.
Inside the door, in the room full of Bai Xingyue's photos, most of the photos were taken by the police, but the large photo was still hanging there and was not taken away, including the table in front of the photo.
A pair of withered hands, struck a match, threw it into the brazier in front of the table, and then trembled and held a large stack of printed papers, and threw them into the brazier one by one, the movement was very slow, accompanied by the sound of crying and laughing.
In front of the brazier, there was a kneeling figure, dressed in black, with the hood of the windbreaker on his head, hanging his head, unable to see his face clearly, and faintly only hearing the low voice as dumb as a ghost: "Yue'er, you can look away, Yue'er, Yue'er, your revenge has been avenged......"
Behind the kneeling figure, Ye Fan didn't know when she stood there, she looked at Bai Xingyue's photo, stepped forward, and made a slight footsteps.
The kneeling figure paused as he threw paper into the brazier, and his body shuddered violently.
Ye Fan didn't look at this figure, walked over, stood in front of the table, pulled out three new incense sticks from the table, gently brushed the palm of her hand, and the three incense sticks were ignited, she put her palms together, made a standard incense gesture, and inserted the incense into the incense burner.
Then she withdrew her hand, pointed her fingers on the table, and made a thumping sound, and behind her, the body of the kneeling figure trembled irrepressibly, and as soon as her fingers were released, the paper she had been holding in her hand fell into the brazier, and it was faintly visible that it was the remarks of authoritative experts.
"Lu, Jing, Lan. ”
Ye Fan's thin lips opened lightly, and his voice was calm and indifferent, but when it fell on the ears of the figure kneeling behind him, it was tantamount to thunder on the ground, and the face that had been hanging low was raised suddenly, revealing an old, wrinkled old man's face, and gray hair faintly revealed under the hood.
Although this face is pale, between the eyebrows and eyes can be seen the elegant beauty of youth, and the eyes that are constricted by extreme shock are a little familiar.
"You, why are you ......?" Lu Jinglan's chapped mouth opened, and her voice was hoarse like a ghost, like a man not a man, like a woman not a woman, as if her throat had been burned.
Ye Fan turned around, looked at this pair of familiar eyes, and sighed faintly: "Sure enough, it's you." She has seen these eyes more than twice, but she never cared, but she didn't want to, she was the real murderer of the abuse and murder she had been pursuing.
The expression on Lu Jinglan's face changed sharply, and she slowly calmed down, for so many years, she had rarely had such a big mood swing.
"I think I'm perfectly disguised, how did you find me?"
"There is no seamless disguise in this world, but you are indeed very powerful, in front of me, you did not show a flaw, at the beginning, I did think that Xie Qi killed people. ”
Ye Fan squatted down on half a knee, picked up the paper printed by her side, and threw them into the brazier one by one, just like her previous actions, the firelight reflected her fair and indifferent eyebrows and eyes, the drooping eyelids covered the wisdom in her eyes, and said in a calm and calm voice: "Xie Qi has a motive to kill, there is a murder weapon at home, and there are traces left by the deceased on his body, he also committed suicide in fear of crime, and confessed to the fact of murder before he died, no matter from which point of view, he is the real murderer." ”
"However, in his home, there was no rock climbing equipment used by the murderer to commit the crime, and he prepared all the incriminating evidence for the police, why did he miss such an important thing?"
"I'm a person, I have doubts, I don't want to understand clearly, so I scratch my heart and lungs, this thought, really let me come up with a possibility. ”
Ye Fan threw another piece of paper into the brazier, and with a bang, the flames rose, her white and slender fingers shrank back slightly, and the corners of her mouth moved: "Could it be because this set of climbing equipment can't be seen by the police?"
"Why can't you let the police see it?"
"Because it has traces of the real murderer on it. ”
"The classic plum blossom model of the Y family, produced ten years ago, the murderer could not only use it when he killed someone, that pair of climbing shoes, that climbing rope, can not be like a life knife can directly erase the original fingerprints, and then print the new fingerprints to be perfect, with today's technology, it is too easy to find out the traces of the user, especially the pair of climbing shoes. ”
Ye Fan's eyes fell on her kneeling feet, her eyelids moved slightly, and she continued: "Xie Qi's feet are small, but there is a difference between men and women, ordinary people will wear climbing shoes one or two sizes smaller, but if Xie Qi wears them too reluctantly, and different people wear them, the wear and tear of the soles of the feet will be very different." ”
Thinking of something, she paused, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Sheng Hao's Aunt Cleaning Wang, when I went to the hospital to record a confession for her, I saw the shoes next to her bed, and I noticed something strange at that time, but I didn't understand what was wrong for a while, until I repeatedly watched the surveillance video of the back door." ”
The murderer pretended to be Aunt Wang, wearing her clothes and shoes, with her shoe size, Xie Qi couldn't wear them at all, but in the surveillance video, the murderer not only wore them, but also walked very steadily. ”
So, I suspected that the murderer was someone else, and Xie Qi was taking the blame for the real murderer. ”
Lu Jinglan's face changed again, and the turbidity in her eyes that belonged to middle-aged women alone dissipated, and there was a different kind of look floating in her eyes, making her old face instantly brighten.
"What else?" said the hoarse voice, with a small smile.
Although Xie Qi's hobby is rock climbing, he is not good at it, and he has never participated in any large-scale competitions, and no one in his social circle has such a set of equipment, so I found someone and carefully checked the Asian people on the list except for Hong Yi. ”
"Coincidentally, one of the women, Lu Jinglan, is registered in the same city as Xie Qi's grandmother's house. ”
"Bai Xingyue's college roommate said that Bai Xingyue and Xie Qi were childhood sweethearts and were neighbors when they were children, and Xie Qi lived in his grandmother's house since he was a child, which has to make me wonder if Lu Jinglan and Bai Xingyue have anything to do with each other?"