Who will be the one who will bury the body? Murong Fei thought to himself, if it was the bearded uncle who tried to violate the woman, then why would he burn paper in front of the buried corpse? What type of paper is this paper, is it paper money burned to the deceased, or is it a secret recorded on the paper?

Su Yi also squatted down, she looked carefully at the paper ashes, and suddenly she found in the afterglow that there was a small piece of paper with ashes in the grass next to her, she said: "The paper doesn't seem to be completely burned, you see there is still a small piece here, it should have been blown into the grass by the wind." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

She picked up the piece of paper with tweezers, and found a line of crooked words on it, Su Yi slowly recognized it, and then read it: "My heart is going to break, my dream is going to be broken, and the strings are going to be broken." ”

Murong Fei said, "What do you mean? ”

"This should only be the last sentence, there are still ones ahead, but they are all burned."

"Then I know, this is a small poem, to be precise, a small poem written to the deceased, written on paper, and then burned to the deceased."

"If that's the case, the person who buried the corpse can't be Uncle Beard, it's not that I underestimate him, just his age and identity, where is there such leisure to write this kind of crepe poem?"

"You're right, the one who wrote the little poem was supposed to be a young man, and he buried the cowboy girl, and then wrote this little poem, and burned it for her."

"Send love with poetry."

Shen Hai said: "It sounds like there's a romantic story behind it. ”

Chi Ming said: "I don't want any romantic stories, I just want the truth." ”

Su Yi said: "If you can take care of it, will it be much easier to handle the case?" ”

Murong Fei said: "If the romantic story behind this is true, our on-site restoration work is about to come to an end." ”

Wu Long said, "Do you already have an idea?" So could you please describe it one last time? ”

Murong Fei said: "Then listen, Uncle Beard killed the cowboy girl, and the romantic boy killed Uncle Beard, and then he buried the girl's body and wrote such a little poem and burned it to the girl." ”

Chi Ming looked at the note, and said that he didn't agree with Murong Fei's statement, he said: "You see, there is indeed such a truth, send love with poetry, and then burn the paper to the deceased, but have you paid attention to the content of this poem?" This is obviously a sad poem, and if the romantic boy had written it, would it have implied that he had killed the cowboy girl? ”

Chi Ming thought for a moment and continued: "This analysis is getting more and more complicated, if the romantic boy strangled the cowboy girl first, and then killed the bearded uncle, it wouldn't be impossible?" Then he buried the girl and abandoned the uncle's body in the cave, isn't there no contradiction? ”

Murong Fei nodded and said, "It makes sense, logically speaking, this also makes sense, it's just that Wu Long will suffer, and the next investigation will be quite difficult." ”

Wu Long smiled and said: "In fact, this complexity lies in the scene, you are constantly trying and making mistakes, constantly discovering, constantly revising your inferences, and constantly approaching the truth, but for our investigation, no matter what kind of logical relationship exists between these three people at the scene, we only need to know whether the three of them are familiar with the relationship, for our recent work, it is to find the source, not to determine who killed whom." ”

Su Yi stood there and suddenly said: "Actually, we can try to check it on the Internet, now many people will record their words and deeds on the Internet, is it possible for this romantic boy to record his poems on the Internet?" ”

Chi Ming said: "Yes, the current search engine index is very timely, last night's incident, as long as the romantic boy really has a record on the Internet, the search engine should be able to find it." ”

Murong Fei said, "Yes, why don't you search it quickly?" ”

Wu Long said: "This was originally our investigation work, but now we have let the charge d'affaires of your criminal department." ”

Su Yi took off her gloves and took out her mobile phone, she clicked on Baidu, and said, "My heart is going to break, my dream is going to break, and the strings are going to break." The entire sentence was typed into the search box, and then he clicked the "Baidu" button.

Su Yi's mood is very complicated, of course she hopes that what result will come out, it can be traced back to a person or account, and the rest is Wulong's business, Wulong will do this kind of thing in minutes, maybe she can find out the true identity of the owner of this little poem today.

The page barely pauses and immediately gives the search results, and the first text that matches the search results is:

"At the crossroads, your back, like a strange moon, set a red light for me to wait, and I have never been able to locate it. Your distance has always been very far away, your heart is about to break, your dreams are going to be broken, and the strings are going to break. ”

Su Yi took a closer look and found that this was a complete lyric, but "The heart is going to break, the dream is going to be broken, and the strings are going to break." These words are marked in red.

"You see, I found this sentence on the Internet, but we failed, because it's the last line in a lyric," she said. ”

The biggest change in his expression was Wu Long, he thought that Su Yi had found the source, but when he heard that this was a lyric on the Internet, his mood suddenly fell to a low point.

Murong Fei took Su Yi's mobile phone and looked at the search results, he found that the second record was different, the second record pointed to a blog, and there were also this lyrics in the brief index below, he subconsciously clicked into it, and after the webpage turned, he found that there was a photo in this blog, the photo was a girl, the girl's eyes were very melancholy, but very spiritual.

Suddenly, he felt that the girl seemed to be a little familiar, and he became excited, he took Su Yi's mobile phone and put it next to the deceased's face to compare it, and then said, "I found the deceased." ”

The crowd was extremely excited and asked, "What did you say?" ”

Murong Fei's eyes kept staring at the phone screen, and he said as he watched: "This blog has solved a big problem, there are photos of the blogger on it, the blogger and the deceased look the same, you can confirm it again." ”

Chi Ming exclaimed, "Wouldn't it? With such good luck? ”

Murong Fei continued: "Du Niang is amazing, what secrets are so secret that they can't escape its eyes, this lyric is actually written by this girl, I will correct it, according to this blog, the name of the cowboy girl has officially changed to the corner girl, the name of the blog is the corner girl, and the blogger claims to be a corner girl." ”

"What else?"

"The corner girl is seventeen years old, she is well-known on the Internet, she has some fans of her own, she has also participated in the TV talent show, but she did not make the cut, she is currently playing the piano and singing in the underground passage of our Changchun Road subway station in Wanzhou."