Assisting in the investigation was not just for the sake of talking, but also took the opportunity to collect the hair of several suspected women. The results of the comparison between the technical departments were beyond Song Guyan's expectations, and the one who had been in Ma Tianming's bed recently was a mistress from a long time ago.

"Officer, I still have to work. ”

The woman named Feng Juxiang complained.

Song Guyan looked at her coldly, and her information was living in her mind.

was originally the secretary of Ma Tianming's company office, and he hooked up with his boss not long after he got to work. One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, Ma Tian will divorce early tomorrow, and there is nothing more to say.

After Ma Tianming got in the air, the house and the car, Feng Juxiang quickly got it, and she could also see her means. It's just that Ma Tianming empathized with another younger woman half a year ago, and he also snubbed Feng Juxiang a lot.

Feng Juxiang's life has not been good recently, and she has lost the most important source of money, and she can only sit and eat.

Song Guyan snorted coldly: "Then tell me, what is your job?"

Feng Juxiang was speechless for a while, what kind of work does she have, and losing Kaizi is her biggest job.

"After the last transcript, we found new evidence, do you have anything you want to add?" Song Guyan did not directly throw out the evidence, he said vaguely, and wanted to deceive more things.

Feng Juxiang's expression did not change at all: "Officer, I have already explained, Ma Tianming has not contacted me for a long time." Haven't you checked your bank account, see for yourself, how long has it been since you sent me money?"

has been at the bottom for many years, and has the means to get close to Ma Tianming, and can also let the other party buy a car and a house for Feng Juxiang, which is definitely not something that ordinary women can do.

Since Feng Juxiang was not fooled, Song Guyan could only throw out the evidence.

Even if Feng Juxiang denies it in every way, the hair characteristics are unique. Feng Juxiang's hair was found on Ma Tianming's bed, indicating that she must have been to the villa some time before Ma Tianming's death.

"That's it...... Just a few hairs, what you say is mine is mine?" Feng Juxiang shouted stubbornly.

Some people are like this, if you reason with him, he will play scoundrel.

"You can not admit it, but the test results are not deceiving!"

"Maybe you can't solve the case and plant it indiscriminately. Feng Juxiang said menacingly, "You want to say that I have been to his villa and come up with some solid evidence!"

"We'll find you as long as we call up the surveillance. If you are honest, we will be able to save some trouble. ”

Feng Juxiang's tone picked up slightly: "Then you just take out the video, it's impossible for the camera in the villa to shoot me!"

Song Guyan laughed contemptuously.

Isn't this still blown out?

Feng Juxiang did not appear in the surrounding surveillance video, which has long been confirmed by the technical department.

There is a contradiction in this, there is Feng Juxiang's recent hair in the house, but there is no video of her appearance. How she entered the villa is a mystery that Song Guyan can't answer.

Feng Juxiang reacted that she had missed it, but no matter how she denied it, Song Guyan seized this point and kept asking.

"I ......" Feng Juxiang's ability to resist pressure is still poor, and she knows that she will definitely not be able to pass this level if she doesn't explain.

"Ma Tianming did call me, but when I went to the villa, I didn't see him at all!"

"And how did you avoid surveillance?"

"The villa has a back door and I go in and out from him. ”

"In the past, when his wife was still around, all his lovers went from there, so as not to be seen by the neighbors. ”

Song Guyan hurriedly recorded this key point, and when he investigated the scene, he didn't find this back door, it seems to be very hidden.

"Then how do you explain that your hair will stay on the bed!" Song Guyan asked sharply.

"If you want to say it, just say it all, you are now the biggest suspect in Ma Tianming's murder! If you don't tell the truth, you know what the consequences will be!"

Song Guyan noticed that Feng Juxiang was still hiding something, and it was an excuse not to see Ma Tianming. How could you lie in bed without seeing anyone, it doesn't make sense at all.

Feng Juxiang lost the idea of resisting in an instant, and said everything she knew.

After being snubbed by Ma Tianming, Feng Juxiang also thought about finding other Kaizi to maintain her unrestrained life. But where are there so many blind people, plus so many younger and more beautiful women join this ranks, she has no chance to contact the rich. When Ma Tianming called her and asked her to go to the villa at night, Feng Juxiang thought that Ma Tianming missed herself again, so she dressed up and went away.

After a good night's sleep, I can ask for tens of thousands, Feng Juxiang thinks it's worth it!

"He just told me to stay in the villa for a while and come back soon. ”

"I heard him drive back, took a shower and lay down on the bed and waited for him. But he didn't go upstairs for a long time, and I thought he had something. ”

"I couldn't wait, so I went downstairs to take a look. ”

Feng Juxiang was still frightened: "I saw Ma Tianming hanging there...... It's really none of my business!"

"When I saw him, he had already committed suicide......"

Feng Juxiang was afraid that Song Guyan would think that she was the murderer, so she explained the situation at the time.

"She shouldn't be a murderer, right?" said Xi Yao as she looked at Feng Juxiang, who was taken away and detained.

Song Guyan was stunned: "Based on the current evidence, before and after Ma Tianming's death, she was the only person at the scene, and she was also the most suspicious. ”

"But she still has to live on Ma Tianming, and there is no reason to kill Ma Tianming. ”

"It's hard to say. Song Guyan thought for a while, "Maybe what Ma Tianming said stimulated Feng Juxiang, it's all possible." ”

"Then you still think she's a murderer?"

"Since there is a back door that can avoid surveillance, the murderer can also come in from there. Let's go to the site again. ”

Zhou You pricked up his ears, and quickly got scared and prepared to slip away.

But no matter how fast he moved, he was not as fast as Song Guyan, so he subdued Zhou You, who wanted to sneak away, and forcibly took him into the car.

Zhou You was in tears, that place, he really didn't want to go again.

The smell inside the villa has not yet dissipated, especially Zhou You's keen sense of smell, he simply wants to die. But Song Guyan needed him to find some clues at the scene, so he couldn't hide no matter how he hid.

To say that Ma Tianming is also a talent, he hid the back door behind the bushes, and if he didn't look carefully, he wouldn't realize that this was a back door at all.

Going out the back door, there was a small alley, and out of the garbage cans were placed, and there was nothing.

"You see if there are any stores around that have surveillance, and if you can find the traces of Feng Juxiang when she came. Song Guyan and Xi Yao said.

Zhou You searched near the back door, but found no more clues. After Ma Tianming's divorce, it was blatant for him to find a lover again, and this small door was rarely used. In fact, letting Feng Juxiang come in from here is full of doubts in itself.

"Wang~"

"Wangwang~"

Song Guyan heard the cries of Zhou You and immediately ran over. Inside the grass, there was an abandoned tie. He wore gloves and put his tie in the evidence bag, which, judging from the stripes, was very consistent with the characteristics given by the forensic examination.

What Song Guyan has to do now is to collect clues as much as possible, and then analyze them carefully, peel off the cocoon, and see if he can get closer to the truth.

The fingerprints on the back door handle were also analyzed, and Feng Juxiang was the only one. The surveillance of a small shop was also called up, and it was indeed on the night of Ma Tianming's death that Feng Juxiang was passing by.

Before and after Feng Juxiang, people passing by, however, other suspects of the police did not appear.

Song Guyan sighed, everything needs to pay attention to evidence, but the evidence is completely pointed to Feng Juxiang, but she doesn't think Feng Juxiang looks like a murderer.

The hair on the bed, the fingerprints on the doorknob, the tie near the back door, to be honest, can barely form a chain of evidence, but there is still a motive for the killing. In Feng Juxiang's case, the possibility of killing Ma Tianming and falsifying the scene is very low.

Of course, it is not possible to rule out Feng Juxiang's suspicion because it may be low. Judging by the current evidence, she is still the biggest suspect.

Song Guyan chose to interrogate Feng Juxiang again.

When the information and evidence were placed on the table, Feng Juxiang collapsed directly.

"Really... I really didn't kill it! Officer, you have to believe it!"

"How could I have killed him? He called me to the villa, but how did I know he was dead?"

"Officer, I'm really wronged!"

“……”

Feng Juxiang was a little incoherent excitedly, but it was not possible to detect that whoever was loud was innocent.

Song Guyan waited for Feng Juxiang to ease his mood and said, "If you are really innocent, then make it clear, and I will try my best to find out." ”

Song Guyan faintly felt that Feng Juxiang was more like a scapegoat, and the real murderer was still hiding in the corner. The first is that Feng Juxiang has almost no motive to kill, and the second is that it is impossible for the IQ of the fake suicide scene to do such a thing as discarding the tie around.

It totally feels like two people.

"I've said everything I should have said! Officer, I'm really not a murderer, you believe me!" Feng Juxiang cried with a handful of snot and tears.

Song Guyan is also very embarrassed, judging from the current evidence, she is indeed the biggest suspect. Song Guyan can't talk nonsense with his eyes open, it's okay to lie to Feng Juxiang, and there is no need for this.

Until new evidence is found, Feng Juxiang can only be temporarily detained as a criminal suspect.

Song Guyan sat at the desk and looked at Feng Juxiang's transcript, yawning and basking in the sun beside him. Zhou You didn't really care who the murderer was, and he didn't know if it was summer coming, so he was sleepy all day long, and he didn't want to move his brain at all.

Who do you love, anyway, the shovel officer is staring at it, and Zhou You, an amateur who has read a few detectives, is still not as professional as Song Guyan, who was born in a professional class.

Zhou You saw that Song Guyan seemed to be muttering something, but he couldn't hear what he was saying at all, so he couldn't help but lean over.

"Half a month ago...... Three or four weeks?...... It's eight days ......."

According to the confessions of Feng Juxiang and Ma Tianming's previous mistresses, Song Guyan sorted out the time that each woman followed him.

A time map was made, several of which existed at the same time, which also confirmed the chaos of Ma Tianming's private life and his temperament.

Song Guyan circled the names of two people, they existed at the same time as Feng Juxiang's time, and they should be able to know her.

If it is really what Song Guyan thinks, Feng Juxiang is the character who bears the blame, then the real murderer should know her, otherwise he will definitely not take Feng Juxiang over the phone.

Song Guyan didn't think that Ma Tianming would contact Feng Juxiang, Ma Tianming basically hadn't eaten Huitou grass, and he treated Feng Juxiang as an exception. The murderer sneaked into the villa and killed Ma Tianming, and then blamed Feng Juxiang.

Wrong!

Song Guyan shook his head, feeling that there was a very obvious hole in his reasoning.

When Feng Juxiang received Ma Tianming's call, Ma Tianming had not yet returned home, and was immediately killed by the murderer after returning home, and then faked the scene. During this time, it was impossible for the murderer not to notice that there was a Feng Juxiang upstairs.

Could it be that the murderer made a temporary decision and deliberately blamed the blame? It was Ma Tianming himself who called Feng Juxiang?

Song Guyan's brain fell into a mess, and after taking two breaths, he closed the transcript.

"Soy milk powder, I always feel that something is missing?"

Zhou You looked at the shovel officer with a puzzled expression. You ask me, and I can't speak, so why do you ask me?

Song Guyan didn't want to ask the meaning of the answer from Zhou You, but stood up and stretched.

"Let's go, go out and take a walk!" Song Guyan greeted, and Zhou You immediately jumped off the desk. Song Guyan felt that his train of thought was blocked, so he went out for a walk and changed his mind, maybe he could come up with what he had missed.

Zhou You felt that it was too boring to stay in the office and waste time. It's better to go out for a walk than to stay at the table and grow meat.

The view from the outside of the office building is still very good, it is early summer, and the trees are shady and the flowers are blooming. The sound of vendors selling things outside the fence could be faintly heard, which also eased the tense pace of work at the police station.

No job is easy to do, and the police are essentially just a job. But this job is born with badges and light, and there is absolutely no room for slacking.

Song Guyan rested on the bench on the side of the road, Zhou You actually wanted the shovel officer to take him out for a wave, but when he saw Song Guyan's obvious dark circles, he sat down obediently.

Compared with the idleness of traveling, Song Guyan is really so busy that he doesn't even have time to eat. Zhou You is very selfish on weekdays, but in the shovel officer, he is also a little considerate.

Song Guyan gently helped Zhou You follow the hair, looking into the distance with ethereal eyes, and constantly deducing the case in his mind.