Chapter Seventy-Three: Where Is the Truth?

In the interrogation room, the dim light was extremely dim, and as the door squeaked open, Ren Qiang staggered and was brought in.

"Wow~Wow~"

Although he was not directly convicted, Ren Qiang, as a heavy suspect, was still smashed into handcuffs and leg irons.

"Hiss ~ sigh ......"

Seeing Ren Qiang's appearance, Lin Qing's nose couldn't help but sour.

It's already more than three o'clock in the second half of the night, but when you look at Ren Qiang's dry hair and sallow face, his two bloodshot eyes seem to have solidified.

Since the lights in the interrogation room were all focused on the seat being interrogated, Ren Qiang, who had just entered the room, only sat there like a piece of wood, but he did not see Lin Qing's existence clearly.

The mental power of the person is really important.

In many cases, even if the body is not harmed in any way, as long as the psychological breakdown, the whole state will instantly feel like falling into hell.

"Hadrons~"

With a soft whisper, Lin Qing's body left his seat.

Sure enough, it was exactly what he expected.

As soon as this voice entered his ears, Ren Qiang's originally dull pupils suddenly froze, as if he couldn't believe it, his whole body trembled violently, and his eyes looked hard into the darkness.

"Qing, Brother Qing?"

Finally, seeing that Lin Qing's familiar figure had clearly appeared in his eyes, Ren Qiang's long-suppressed emotions finally broke out completely.

"Ahh......h I didn't kill anyone, I didn't kill anyone, help me, help......"

The hysterical howl was accompanied by the vigorous concussion of the shackles, and Ren Qiang cracked his mouth and cried uncontrollably.

"Alright, okay, okay, I'm not here......"

Hurriedly running forward to gently soothe Ren Qiang's shoulder, Lin Qing couldn't help but shake his head.

No matter how you say it, it's just a student, and Ren Qiang still doesn't have any ability to deal with this kind of catastrophe.

After screaming for a long time, Ren Qiang's cry gradually calmed down.

"Qing, Brother Qing, I really didn't kill anyone, I, he was already dead when I went......"

Until the end, Ren Qiang couldn't stop sobbing, and his voice was still incomprehensible.

"Well, well~ Okay, I'm not here to help you find a way......"

kept comforting Ren Qiang, and finally, Lin Qing's face became more and more serious.

"Okay, Hadron, on the one hand, I'm here to make you feel at ease, don't be afraid, on the other hand, I also want to hear specifically, what the hell is going on, you give me a good memory, tell me the whole thing again, remember, don't miss any details!"

Speaking of this, Xiao Jie on Lin Qingqing's side gestured, and then listened carefully.

"Hey, I said, in fact, I've told them several times, and I did make an appointment with Wang Cheng last night......"

Ren Qiang also knew that this time was probably the only chance for him to turn over, so his memories became extremely hard.

can be heard that Ren Qiang spoke very smoothly throughout the whole process, and it was indeed not the first time he said it, but in terms of local details, Ren Qiang also tried to make more memories, even recalling the direction of the wind and the bird's call......

As he listened, Lin Qing's brows slowly furrowed, and in the end, Ren Qiang stopped narrating, and Lin Qing's brows had already twisted into a pimple.

The whole narrative is not different from the confession in the case file, which of course also shows that Ren Qiang is indeed not lying.

But it's useless!

All the evidence at the scene is still there, and there are no more valuable clues in Ren Qiang's confession......

The whole mind spun fast.

Suddenly!

Lin Qing seemed to be enchanted, turned around suddenly, rushed to the table in two steps, pulled the pen and paper, and began to sketch on the paper quickly.

"Brush Brush ......"

The whole room was silent, except for the sound of Lin Qing's sketching.

"Huh?"

Seeing this situation, Xiao Jie on the side suddenly became curious, and subconsciously looked at Lin Qing's paper.

But I saw that Lin Qing's paper kept adding lines, as if he was sketching something from different directions, but he couldn't understand what he was drawing at all.

Suddenly, Lin Qing stopped his brush violently, and then there was a hint of essence in his eyes.

"Qiangzi, let's not look at this matter from your point of view, you try to remember everything in the royal city, from ......

From the first call you have with him, his language, his words, all the details!"

"Huh?"

At this moment, Ren Qiang on the other side couldn't help but be stunned.

Whether it is the police or himself, they are really all focused on the crime scene, and no one really pays attention to this aspect of the problem.

However, neither of them paid attention, but Xiao Jie's eyes on the side showed a slight hint of surprise.

"Spatial analytics?"

Spatial analysis is a kind of thinking method similar to the "memory labyrinth" in foreign countries, sometimes when people think about something, they will subconsciously focus all their energy on a certain side, even if they have realized the problem, but there is no way to break free.

This is where the methods of spatial analysis come into play.

This method is similar to the memory maze, which is similar to hypnotizing one's own brain, and then imagining the whole thing as a whole as a sphere in a special space, and various branch clues are the lines derived from the ball.

Many times a thing seems intricate and has no clue at all.

But if you imagine yourself in that special space, and then sort it out one by one, from different directions, you will often break down the events little by little.

However, this method is particularly demanding on the human brain, and it is difficult to achieve perfect operation if it is not professionally trained.

Therefore, it is often shown on TV, and when the police solve the case, they will connect the relationship network and the incident network of all the suspects with a line and draw it on a small blackboard, in fact, the functions are completely the same.

But if you want to organize all the information, how can a few people do it in a few minutes?

Xiao Jie's gaze at Lin Qing had already revealed incomparable curiosity.

How can this boy, who is a few years younger than himself, be like a treasure chest, revealing something new enough to make him strange every time?

Xiao Jie gradually became excited.

On the other side, Ren Qiang had already hurriedly and seriously recalled.

"I—I'll call him, tell him about the day, and ask him to go to the lake tomorrow morning...... His voice was muttering, as if he was drinking with a friend, and his mood didn't seem right......"

"It's not right? Why is it not right? You ask him to fight, he must be impatient, isn't that right?"

Sensitively grasped the problem in Ren Qiang's words, and Lin Qing hurriedly followed the temptation.

"Uh~ doesn't seem to be ......"

However, hearing Lin Qing's words, Ren Qiang's expression suddenly became entangled, as if he was struggling to think.

"I just didn't feel right, it didn't seem like it was because I had a fight with him, he was a little depressed, a little frustrated, and actually impatient with me for more things...... Oh yes!"

Speaking of this, Ren Qiang suddenly seemed to remember something, and his whole expression was also shocked.

"I vaguely heard someone talking behind him, it should be a friend who accompanied him to eat, saying that there is no grass at the end of the world, and asked him if it was the deflated three who called, saying that the toad wanted to eat swan meat or something......"

"Oh, woman?"

Finally, a closed door in Lin Qing's heart slowly revealed a glimmer of light!