Chapter 250: Traces of the Murderer

After the criminal police team removed Mo Wanqing's suspicion, Ling Xu drove Mo Wanqing home, when Mo Chengyun and the others learned that Ling Xu had helped Mo Wanqing clear the suspicion, they were surprised and delighted, Mo Chengyun and his wife excitedly held Ling Xu's hand, and kept thanking him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Ling Xu smiled and comforted everyone, asking everyone to expose this matter, don't pursue the fault of the criminal police team, although Chen Shaochun arrested Mo Wanqing by mistake, but the procedure was not wrong, and Chen Shaochun has already apologized, there is no need to continue to investigate.

Originally, Mo Chengyun planned to use the company's lawyer team to investigate the responsibility of the criminal police team and the Zhongcheng Branch, but after hearing Ling Xu's words, he thought about it for a while, changed his previous thoughts, and agreed to expose this matter and no longer pursue Chen Shaochun's fault.

While speaking, Mo Chengyun invited Ling Xu to eat at home at night, but Ling Xu refused, Ling Xu said that he would also help the criminal police team investigate the case, so he didn't stay to eat, after speaking, Ling Xu glanced at Mo Wanqing, showed a smile, and then turned around and left the Mo family.

In the Academic Affairs Office of Yenching University, Chen Shaochun looked at the file with a serious expression, and across from him, sat the informant Zhang Rongfen.

After reporting the progress of the case and the dismissal of Mo Wanqing's suspicion to the leaders of the sub-bureau, Chen Shaochun immediately rushed to the school and found Zhang Rongfen, the informant of the case, in the name of assisting in the investigation.

According to Chen Shaochun's previous thoughts, he wanted to directly summon Zhang Rongfen to the criminal police team for interrogation, but because of Mo Wanqing's example, Chen Shaochun was a little cautious when handling the case, worried about repeating the mistakes of the past, after Chen Shaochun thought about it, he changed his attention and came to the school with the file.

When Chen Shaochun observed the dossier, Ling Xu stood aside and silently observed Zhang Rongfen, Zhang Rongfen's appearance was very ordinary, her hair was very long, and she was coiled behind her head at this time, her height was about one meter six or seven, her body was slightly fat, her complexion was fair, her expression was a little wooden, and her movements were very restrained.

Looking at Zhang Rongfen not far away, Ling Xu's eyes narrowed into a slit, because he saw that Zhang Rongfen's left thumb was wrapped in a band-aid, and when he saw that band-aid, Ling Xu's face showed a trace of thought.

After about ten minutes, Chen Shaochun stopped looking at the dossier, he closed the dossier, raised his head, and looked at Zhang Rongfen with a serious expression, until he looked at Zhang Rongfen a little hairy, he didn't speak.

Chen Shaochun didn't say the slightest greeting, and asked straight to the point: "I asked the dormitory manager, when you clean on weekdays, you don't know how to clean the tenth floor at all, but why did you clean the steps and staircase handrails on the tenth floor on the day of the crime?" ”

"Before the crime, why didn't those students who lived on the ninth floor smell the blood coming from the tenth floor, but you did?"

"As far as I know, since you need to clean the dormitory, the school has a special key for you to enter and exit the dormitory at any time, right?"

"On the day of the crime, you cleaned all the sanitation from the first to the ninth floor, which is understandable, but there is one thing I can't figure out, why even the steps and staircase handrails on the tenth floor have been cleaned, but there are traces on the steps and staircase handrails on the ninth floor, and it is still the traces of Mo Wanqing alone?"

"You had the experience of being a soldier, you were a medical soldier at the time, and you still retain some of the habits of being a soldier, like to fold the quilt neatly, and love to listen to military songs, right?"

"Do you know Zhou Simei?"

"What's the matter with your fingers? Hurt? ”

Hearing Chen Shaochun's series of questions, a trace of panic flashed on Zhang Rongfen's face...... (To be continued.) )