Chapter 640: It's Time! (4th Watch)
The mobile phone was successfully unlocked, the desktop background pattern was a beautiful girl, it looked very innocent, Yang An opened the SMS box with interest, there were only spam messages, and he clicked on WeChat again, which was an eye-opener. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
"Wow! This deceased should have been a salesman, and it was ...... Medical representatives? β
Yang An noticed that many WeChat friends and customers are doctors, as well as pharmaceutical counterparts, and among the recent chat contacts, the first place is a girl's avatar, named Mo Mo, and there are more than a dozen chat records.
"I'll take you to the train station in the afternoon."
"Don't you have to go to work?"
"Let's just run the business!"
"Hehe~~ You receive a salary from the boss and drive a car sent by the boss, if the boss knows that you are seeking personal gain, will he deduct your bonus?"
"I will go to the soup for you, and I will not hesitate! Besides, I earn 100,000 yuan a month for my boss, and he won't blame me even if he knows! β
"You're amazing~~"
"Eat together at noon, old place."
"Uh-huh~by~"
Yang An thoughtfully: "It seems that the deceased is still an excellent salesman, earning 100,000 yuan a month, and the commission is estimated to be tens of thousands of yuan, and the boss also prepared a car for him to run the business." This woman named 'Mo Mo' should be the deceased's girlfriend, the desktop background is also her photo, and the unlock password is m, it is probably a coincidence, the deceased came to see her on the train at this time, but who is Jia Xiaoming who took the train at 7:14 p.m.? β
He simply flipped through it again, and he didn't see Jia Xiaoming in the WeChat friend list, maybe he changed it to a nickname, or it was a remark or something like that, Yang An didn't have time to flip through them one by one, the most important thing is that because these evidences were forged by the production team, he could only see clues that were useful to the case, maybe even this WeChat software was imitated by programmers.
Yang An looked at the call record again, patted his thigh and became excited: "At 11:49, the deceased made a call to 'Xiao Ming' in the address book, and the call lasted 45 seconds. At 12:30, Xiao Ming called in, and it lasted 18 seconds. Is this Xiao Ming Jia Xiaoming? What are they talking about on the phone? What is their relationship? β
The mystery is getting bigger and bigger, but the puzzle is becoming clear little by little, and Yang An suddenly thought of a key question, opening the briefcase, there must be more evidence here.
"That's exactly what happened!"
Yang An looked at the pile of physical evidence, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the puzzle in his heart became clearer and clearer.
The first is the business card holder, a thick box, which at a glance you know is the true identity of the deceased.
"Zhang Luren, the business manager of Paradise Pharmaceutical Company, he is the victim That's right, he won't bring dozens of other people's business cards to run the business, he can only be his own."
Yang An wrote this conclusion on the investigation report, and opened the exquisite crocodile leather wallet in his hand.
There is a stack of large banknotes in cash, more than 2,000 yuan, there are seven or eight gold cards of various banks, there are many bills, N refueling invoices, the top is an invoice for lunch at noon, the double seafood lunch of the Golden Kowloon Hotel, the amount is 488 yuan, and the checkout time is 12:35.
"I didn't find the car keys, not in the bag, he had four pockets of jeans, and I didn't see anything in the inner and outer pockets of his clothes, and the WeChat chat confirmed that he had a car, and it was a company car that could be reimbursed for fuel cards. I don't think it's possible for Zhang Luren to take a taxi to send his girlfriend to the train station, so there is only one explanation, there is a third person present, it was a third person who sent them, this person is the driver, and it may also be the real murderer. β
Yang An breathed a sigh of relief, untied a mobile phone, almost spelled out 1/3 of the graphics, the difficulty of this detection will be greatly reduced, if others can't unlock the phone, only see the contents of the briefcase, I'm afraid that even the deceased came to the train station can't figure out, it's absolutely confused, can only rely on guessing.
In addition to the business card holder and wallet, there is a third thing, a tablet wrapped in a beautiful shell, pressing the home button, prompting to enter the password, Yang An did not deal with it for the time being.
The fourth thing, the medicine bottle for treating heart disease, the mouth of the bottle is open, and there are more than a dozen in it, which should be taken by Zhang Luren himself.
"Zhang Luren had a heart problem, he had convulsions all over his body when he died, he kept grasping the position of his heart, and there was a little blood at the corner of his mouth, it seemed that it should have caused an acute heart attack caused by drugs. 20 points for finding the murder weapon, then the coffee mixed with highly toxic drugs should be the murder weapon...... That's right, that's right, I remember, the girl who almost hit me seems to have said something about the coffee she just bought, right? She's a hint too! β
Yang An looked left and right, and saw a big M signboard coffee shop on the right side, he put away all the evidence, left the tablet for the time being, and went to the coffee shop to investigate first.
The coffee shop is not big, with a business area of about 30 square meters, and a takeaway window is opened at the door, and there are waiters standing behind the counter.
Yang An looked left and right, about seven or eight minutes had passed at this time, and the news that a person had died in the waiting hall had already spread, and many people were watching the excitement, and the unknown travelers were also staring at that side, and the same was true of the shops operating next to them, and several clerks were standing at the door to watch.
Yang An thought for a while, took out Jia Xiaoming's ID card, and showed it to the clerk at the take-out window of the coffee shop: "Please ask, did you see this man come here to buy coffee just now?" β
The female clerk in the hat recalled: "I have a little impression that he bought two cups of coffee, he is about the same height as you, and he also wears a hat, by the way, he also opened the lids of both cups and asked me to add another sugar cube each." β
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Yang An smiled, picked up the empty coffee cup of the deceased in his hand again, and the clerk nodded, confirming that it was their product.
It's an interesting setting, one ring after another.
Jia Xiaoming's ID card is placed in the butt pocket of Zhang Luren's jeans, ordinary people don't have the courage to move a "corpse", and they have a high chance of missing this ID card and bus ticket, so the production team arranged for a girl to almost bump into the guest, and the coffee was spilled all over the ground, prompting "I just bought the coffee", just to let the guests come here to look for clues.
The clerk's answer was also interesting, Yang An came over with his ID card, so the clerk said that she had seen Jia Xiaoming, if the other people didn't get their ID cards, they just came over to inquire about the news, and the clerk's answer was another, similar to "A man with a hat bought two cups" and other very vague answers, vaguely giving a little clue, leaving plenty of room for the guests to imagine.
The principle of this setting is - don't give everyone an absolute dead end, how much evidence you find, how many clues I answer, this is a flexible reasoning game.
Yang An left the coffee shop and excitedly introduced to the camera: "According to my reasoning, during lunch at noon, Zhang Luren's car may have broken down, so he called Jia Xiaoming for help, and Jia Xiaoming drove the two to the train station. The ID card and ticket in Zhang Luren's pocket may have been sent by Jia Xiaoming to Zhang Luren to help get the ticket, and then Jia Xiaoming came over to buy coffee, gave medicine, handed it to Zhang Luren, and finally left the waiting hall in chaos. I still have a few doubts, is Jia Xiaoming his colleague? Or other friends? What was Jia Xiaoming's motive for killing? What is the grudge that needs to be killed? Mo Mo didn't drink the coffee that was drugged? Is she dead or not? If I'm not mistaken, the answer must be hidden inside the tablet! β
In order to determine the process of committing the crime, Yang An came to the security room first.
It was still empty, and the security guards all left their posts to watch the excitement outside.
Yang An laughed: "It's too irresponsible to go back and deduct the bonuses of these group performances!" β
You can hear what Yang An said in the monitoring channel, the chief director and screenwriters are laughing, they can't help it, really let the security guard guard here, how can you Yang An see the monitoring of the train station so easily? Half an hour of investigation is not enough!
Yang An found the surveillance video at the door of the coffee shop, quickly reversed it, and sure enough, he saw a man wearing a hat buying two cups of coffee.
Pursued back and forth, the whole process is all restored.
Jia Xiaoming handed Zhang Luren his ID card, and after saying a few words, Zhang Luren left to help get the ticket, at this time Jia Xiaoming began to chat with Mo Mo, but Mo Mo seemed to be very unhappy, Jia Xiaoming was also emotional, walking around in place, waving his arms a lot, and the two seemed to have an irreconcilable dispute.
Before Zhang Luren came back, Jia Xiaoming gave up the dispute, went to the M store to buy two cups of coffee, opened the lid of the cup and asked for sugar, and before paying, he had a movement of taking something out of his pocket, suspected of taking poison and putting it in.
After the coffee was sweetened, he turned around and saw Zhang Luren coming from a distance, so he picked up the mobile phone with one hand to answer the phone, and with the other hand held the packaged coffee cup, handed it to Zhang Luren who was walking towards him, and even forgot to take his ID card and ticket, and hurriedly walked out, Zhang Luren took his ID card and ticket and shouted in the back, but did not stop Jia Xiaoming.
After Zhang Luren sent his girlfriend out of the station, he took a few sips of coffee and walked out, and a tragedy happened not long after.
Yang An smiled very happily, except for the motive for killing, he should have found all the answers, there was only one tablet left below that was not unlocked, he tried to press the home button, prompting for a six-digit password.
He recalled, not too impressed, but the video in the monitoring room should explain everything, it is very likely that it is a love murder between two men and a woman, and it is an impulsive crime.
Ula, Ula!
The alarm sounded on the big radio: "It's time!" Please leave the scene! β
Yang An smiled and took the investigation report folder, and left the waiting hall in a chic manner, waiting for him outside was the production team of "Star Detective", the chief director greeted him personally, and a group of people smiled and applauded him: "Well done!" β
Yang An bowed back and forth: "I was scared to death just now, but you also did a good job, thank you!" β
The assistant greeted him, and the chief director smiled: "Let's go rest first, the next artist will arrive soon." β
The next artist entered the station 10 minutes later, this is Shabei who was inexplicably called to Zhongjing, did a trivial thing, and inexplicably came back by high-speed rail!
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ps: Thank you for the reward of "Only Here", plus a more one. The plaster on the lumbar spine is better, and it is still relatively comfortable. But in the middle of the month, I don't know which day I have to drive long distances to do something, come and go 1000 kilometers, it is estimated that it will take two days, I will say it in advance, I don't know when the specific day is, and there may be fewer updates at that time. (To be continued.) )