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That's all he can get into some strange cases.

Fu Erdai's case made him famous in the police world.

After all, not every police officer will be so sensitive and decisive to arrest the informant immediately.

Although in film and television works, there are often plots where the informant is the murderer, but ......

But in real life, there are actually quite a few!

After all, artistic creation comes from life!

However, there was no policeman, like Jing Di, who immediately arrested the informant not long after seeing him.

Therefore, when he did not hesitate to handcuff the prince who reported the crime again, his colleagues were not surprised at all.

Okay, but Wang Zimo said that he was surprised and aggrieved.

He felt that it was the most unfortunate day of his life.

Why did the police handcuff him as the informant?

Did he think he was filming a TV series?

"Why are you arresting me!" He asked.

Jing Di looked at the angry Wang Zimo and pursed his lips, "Your wallet was found on the deceased!" ”

In fact, he didn't know why the middle-aged man who died had Wang Zimo's wallet on him.

If it is said that because of this wallet, Wang Zimo accidentally killed this person, then why is there no wound on the deceased's body?

It's not like when the thief was stealing his things, Wang Zimo suddenly returned home, so he scared the thief to death, right?

It's all said that this thief is not the thief who burglarized!

Getting back to the point, no matter what, Jing Di thinks it is necessary to ask Wang Zimo to go to the police station to explain the situation.

It didn't take long for Jing's colleagues to come to their aid.

He handed over the scene to his colleagues, and then, in their laughing and crying eyes, he once again escorted his informant back to the police station to explain the situation.

When he returned to the police station with Wang Zimo, the news had already spread.

Many people want to know what he is selling this time.

However, when they learned that Wang Zimo's wallet had been found from the deceased's body, they all understood Jing Di's approach.

Not to mention Jing Di, when other people encounter this kind of thing, they will ask Wang Zimo to cooperate with the investigation.

At most, the means are a little more tactful than his.

Then it's time to record the confession.

The process is similar to that staged on TV, name, age, occupation, etc., and Jing Di began to ask Wang Zimo how he found the body.

In fact, there is nothing to say, but I just opened the door, turned on the light, found a body on the bed, and hurriedly ran out to call the police.

After listening to his narration, Jing Tu asked a key question: "Tell me, how did your wallet get to the deceased?" ”

He had been curious about this matter for a long time!

"If I say I was stolen by this guy at night, do you believe it?" Wang Zimo asked helplessly.

"And then he came to your house and died in your bed?"

Only a fool would believe it! "How do you know this guy stole your wallet before?"

Jing Di noticed that the words of the literary and artistic youth were conclusive, "My wallet was stolen by this guy", instead of saying "My wallet was stolen", which proved that Wang Zimo knew that his wallet was stolen by the deceased!

"Because I found him then!" The literary youth showed a natural expression, and then recalled, "At that time, I was outside Wang Fei's concert, enjoying the singing in the wind. In that ethereal singing, there is Wang Fei's substitute for life, so that my impetuous heart can gradually ......"

"To the point!"

Jing Tu knocked on the table impatiently, this was the first time he had come into contact with this kind of literary youth.

It's obviously an inconsequential thing that can be said in one sentence, but after such a long sentence, the police uncle said, you affect my work efficiency too much!

"I'll say it right away!" Wang Zimo pursed his lips, obviously not enough to say, "I was too serious when I listened to the song, and then I saw the thief." ”

"And then?" Jing Tu's attention was focused, and he knew that the point of the matter was coming.

"Then I'll go after him!" Wang Zimo said as a matter of course.

"You mean you chased him and he ran to your house?" The police uncle looked at the literary youth with an expression of "you are an idiot".

But I found that the literary and artistic youth was also looking at himself with a look of "you are an idiot", and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Can you let me finish?" Wang Zimo rolled his eyes, "The place where Wang Fei's concert is in my house is far away!" After losing my wallet, I finally had two dollars to get in the car! ”

"Please continue, please continue!" Jing Di was a little embarrassed, he didn't know where Wang Fei's concert was held, probably in ...... TV?

"Chase, chase, chase, and he's gone."

Wang Zimo said this, Jing Di wanted to interrupt, but the literary young man glared at him and continued: "I finally found him in the alley with my heart and intuition that are extremely sensitive to the world. He seemed startled by my presence, and then fell to the ground, twitching and foaming. ”

This is it!

Jing Di's eyes lit up!

This is the reason for the thief's death!

"Then I dialed 120." Wang Zimo didn't notice the expression of the policeman's uncle, and continued to immerse himself in the nightmare at night, "The ambulance couldn't drive into the alley, so I ran over to meet it, who knew that when I ran back with the paramedics, the thief who was spasmodic on the ground was no longer there!" ”

In the constant twitching of Jing Di's face, the literary youth continued: "Later, I borrowed money and returned home with great difficulty, and when I opened the door, I found a corpse on the bed! ”

When I get out, I'll throw away the bed that has slept with the dead!"

No, I'd better just move!

Wang Zimo thought with palpitations.

And Jing Tu said that his head is about to explode now.

Wang Zimo shouldn't be lying, whether he dialed the 120 emergency number tonight, the police will know after a while.

The crux of the question is, why did the thief appear in Wang Zimo's house?

They don't know each other, do they?

At this time, a policeman uncle hurriedly came to Jing Di's side, handed him a file bag, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Jing Tu glanced at his colleague in surprise, then opened the file bag, took out a few photos from it, and slapped them on the table, "So! Mr. Wang Zimo! Can you explain to you why there are dozens of photos of your home in the deceased's mobile phone? (To be continued.) )