June 24th

As soon as it was dawn, the lake in Ziyuan Villa was cordoned. Three well-trained "frogmen" have been diving into the lake for almost an hour. And Miao Yixin on the shore frowned tightly and looked worried. Although the move of Sohu mobilized the people, it was also a last resort. Throwing corpses and small axes into the lake on a pleasure boat may be too conspicuous, but if successful, the most dangerous method can be transformed into the safest. As it turned out, the search was not for nothing, and although the whereabouts of the body were still missing, the frogman found the small axe used in the center of the lake bottom. The axe, which had just been salvaged, seemed to be covered in a layer of slurry, sticky, and slippery. After laboratory analysis, it was the composition of glutinous rice. However, medical examiners did not find blood stains or fingerprints on the axe.

The cruise is open from 9 am to 00 am and is only open to in-house guests. For this reason, Miao Yixin asked Yang Yueqing for a list of all the guests who took the boat after Ni Xianyan's case, and it turned out that these people all had alibi certificates without exception. Neither of the two employees in charge of the boat had ever stepped into the housekeeping department. Strange! What's even more strange is that the registration list records that at half past 23 o'clock on the evening of the 17th, Song Kexian actually came here to take a boat. According to the conclusion of the medical examiner, the victim should have died in the west at that time. What's going on here?

Miao Yixin: "At half past 23 o'clock on the evening of the 17th, a guest named Song Kexian came here for a cruise, do you still have any impressions?"

Master Zhao: "I don't remember the name, but I have an impression of this time. Because usually there are few customers when the business is close to closing, and the customer is a woman and alone that day. ”

Miao Yixin: "Female? ”

Master Zhao: "It's a woman." Long blonde hair? Wearing a toad glass, it looks like a foreigner. ”

Song Kexian is obviously a man, how can he be a woman? Was it him disguised as a woman, or was it some other woman who assumed his name?

Miao Yixin: "Master, do you hear her voice clearly, is her voice rough?" ”

Master Zhao: "Not coarse, not coarse." It's pretty thin. I guess I'm less than 30 years old. ”

Miao Yixin: "But the guest of 302 should be a man." ”

As soon as these words came out, Master Zhao was a little surprised and a little twisted. That night, the woman who came to the cruise only reported the room number and did not show the room card. It was his "negligence" at work that gave the woman's impostor an opportunity. And this negligence has been going on for more than two years.

"Hey, our hotel guards such a barren mountain and wild place, so that no one will come all the way to rub the boat and row. Besides, this year's business has been like this, and there are guests who have to send them to the door, so they can't be coaxed? So I didn't check the man's room card carefully. "Master Zhao blindly justified himself.

"Do you see the woman's face?"

"Nope. It's dark at night. All I remember is that she was blonde and not bad-looking. But she also wears a pair of sunglasses. ”

"Is that her?" Miao Yixin said and pulled out a photo. Master Zhao looked at the photo for a long time, but the conclusion he gave was ambiguous.

"It's kind of like, it's hard to say. It's hard to say. ”

The photo Miao Yixin pulled out was Wu Chunxiu's. Perhaps because of the sixth sense of years of criminal investigation experience, after hearing that the person pretending to be Song Kexian's cruise ship was a woman, the criminal police instantly thought of her - the woman who loved and hated Song Kexian. Different from the previous visit and investigation, this time Wu Chunxiu was invited to the city branch.

"Where were you on the night of the 17th?" All the questions have to be restarted because the woman lied before.

"I'm home alone."

"So at 23 o'clock on the 17th, who impersonated Song Kexian and went to Ziyuan Mountain Villa for a cruise?"

"What do you say? I don't understand. ”

"Then I'll tell you something you can understand, 139349 the number ***09 is familiar, right?"

"I ......"

139349***09 is the number that Wu Chunxiu recently registered with his ID card. This number and Wu Chunxiu's other mobile phone number not only generated call records, but also a large number of text message records. These records are in the hands of the police.

"This number sent an invitation to your other mobile phone number on the night of the 17th, inviting you to go to room 302 of Ziyuan Villa for discussion. Well? Doesn't that sound interesting? ”

"This ......"

"Room 302 is the room where Song Kexian was killed, and Miss Wu is really an unpredictable prophet."

"I ....."

"I really don't see it, you're still a fashionista, and you like to dress up, such as exaggerated sunglasses and blonde wigs. But why do you go to such great lengths to disguise yourself? Is it to do something unseemly? For example, revenge killings. ”

"No, not what you think, no!" Wu Chunxiu didn't expect that the police would find out all the mobile phone numbers under her name, and she didn't expect that the disguise that she thought she could hide from the world would also be photographed back to her original form. On the way to the city bureau, her heart kept beating a drum. Now Miao Yixin's words are like a heavy hammer, knocking the drum surface.

We can't think of a second explanation other than that. Are you still going to keep your mouth shut? ”

"I said, I'll say everything. 139349***09 This mobile phone card is indeed mine, but I bought it for Song Kexian. ”

"Don't he have a cell phone number?"

"If we use my mobile phone number to contact him directly, we are afraid of being suspected."

"Suspect what? If there are no ghosts in your hearts, what are you worried about? Yanagawa didn't believe the suspect's confession at all.

"Actually, this is also Song Kexian's idea, I just do what he says." It is said that people have two skins, and it is naturally the safest way to put the blame on the dead. However, Miao Yixin did not rush to deny Wu Chunxiu's narrative, but followed her train of thought and asked.

"According to what you say, it was Song Kexian who asked you to go to Ziyuan Villa?"

"Hmmm......"

"Didn't you just turn your face before?"

"I don't know, since you can access the chat history, you should know that I asked him the specific reason in the text message, but he just said interview."

"He didn't even explain why, and you agreed to go? You reconciled so quickly? ”

"Because I want to find him too. I wondered if things had taken a turn for the better in the house, and at least I could ask him for another explanation. ”

"And after we met, he always told you the reason, right?"

"I didn't even see him. You've seen the conversation between those two numbers as well. I messaged him when I got to the hotel. But he first asked me to wait for a while, and then asked me to wait for him in the lobby, and then said that he was being targeted by the police and asked me to leave first and talk another day. ”

"But the surveillance shows that after you got off the elevator, you didn't stop in the lobby and left the hotel yourself."

"Yes. Because I don't want to be caught on surveillance, the longer I am photographed, the more likely I am to reveal my identity. And standing alone outside the hotel is easy to arouse suspicion from others, so I generously went on a cruise. ”

"I don't want to be photographed...... That's why you wear a wig, hat, and toad glasses? ”

"Hmm."

"Why are you disguised, why are you afraid that people will recognize you? Isn't it because you're going to do something unspeakable? "The question seems to have brought both sides back to square one.

"I just don't want people to know that I've been in touch with Song Kexian all the time. I know that because of Ni Xianyan's death, you have already suspected us. ”

"If you contact normally, there's nothing to worry about. Unless you're talking about some unspeakable secrets. ”

"It's not what you think."

The woman on the other side suddenly cried out with rain, and the criminal police on the other side couldn't tell whether her tears were real or false for a while.

A colleague from the identification department walked in, and he muttered a few words in Miao Yixin's ear. Although Team Miao just looked at Wu Chunxiu quietly, this woman clearly knew that the plot that would be unfavorable to her would be staged next.

"We found blood stains in your satchel, and after comparison, it was confirmed that it was Song Kexian's." Miao Yixin threw the "spear" in his hand, which was extremely sharp.

"How is that possible? How so? In a panic, Wu Chunxiu seemed to be still looking for a shield to shelter.

"Or you might as well think about it."

"When I went to his office the day before, I smashed his head with a leather bag, but it was also stained with blood on the outside of the leather bag. Why is there blood in the bag? It must have been me who accidentally brought the blood stains in when I was later taking something from my bag. It's a coincidence, it's a coincidence. ”

Wu Chunxiu gave a reasonable explanation, and the evidence currently available cannot rule out the above possibility. In fact, Wu Chunxiu's fingerprints were indeed detected on the bloodstains left in the leather bag.

"There are quite a few coincidences that have happened to you. You had a verbal altercation with the victim on the night of Ni Xianyan's murder, and you also had a physical altercation with Song Kexian the day before she was killed. The next day, you reappeared at the Ziyuan Villa where the victim lived, and you also dressed up in disguise. Now Song Kexian's blood has been found in your bag. We have to be highly suspicious of you. ”

"You can doubt me, but I have a reasonable explanation for the above suspicions. If you want to prosecute, please provide evidence. Even if I had the heart to kill, I wouldn't do it when there were so many clues pointing to me. Don't bully a woman just to take credit for solving a case. My Weibo account also has 50,000 or 60,000 followers, you have to consider the social impact! ”

Wu Chunxiu, who did not show weakness, was taken out, but for the next 20 hours, she could not leave the police station for the time being. In this round of fierce exchanges, the police did not have the upper hand. Liu Chuanrong held his head in his hands, looking unwilling.

"This case is really evil, what do you think of Team Miao?"

Although the circumstantial evidence is not favorable to Wu Chunxiu, there are still many mysteries surrounding her and Song Kexian that have not been solved. For example, Song Kexian was killed at 22:40. According to the lobby surveillance, Wu Chunxiu arrived at the hotel at 11:13, and then walked out of the lobby at 11:21. It stands to reason that Song Kexian was already dead when she came to the hotel. So how could he possibly give instructions to Wu Chunxiu through his mobile phone?

Moreover, although the satchel on Wu Chunxiu's back seems to be very large, it may be able to put down the tools of the crime and the corpse, but it only took 8 minutes to complete the murder and dismemberment of the body, which seems unlikely. She left the hotel and went on a cruise, an act that could certainly be interpreted as a need to discard the tools of the crime. But if I were a prisoner, I'd throw the axe somewhere else than I would alarm the boatman, wouldn't I? ”

"Well, to hear you say that, it's ......"

"Speaking of the number 139349***09, although it is registered in her name, it cannot be confirmed that this card has really been used by Song Kexian before."

"Makes sense. It cannot be ruled out that the dialogue between the two numbers is a trick directed and acted by Wu Chunxiu, so as to create the illusion that Song Kexian invited her to the hotel. ”

"What if Wu Chunxiu is not a prisoner? Then the person who sent a text message to Wu Chunxiu that night to instruct him was probably the murderer. Under this assumption, the murderer instructed Wu Chunxiu to wait in the lobby, probably so that he would be exposed to surveillance, and by the way, he would frame her for the murder. If this is the case, doesn't it indirectly show that the murderer actually knew Wu Chunxiu? ”

"That's right, only if you know the intimate relationship between Wu Chunxiu and Song Kexian, it is possible to frame the woman."

"But if it was really Song Kexian who sent an invitation to Wu Chunxiu, what was the purpose? In fact, why Song Kexian himself appeared in the hotel, we have not found out yet. By the way, are there any new discoveries in Song Kexian's text messages, call records, and email addresses? ”

"It's still the one we saw the other day."

"Thinking about it just now, if Song Kexian was called to the hotel by the murderer, and the murderer was not Wu Chunxiu, then what did Song Kexian call Wu Chunxiu to do? Could it be that Wu Chunxiu, the prisoner, and Song Kexian all knew each other, or Song Kexian didn't know who asked him to meet, and he himself called Wu Chunxiu to keep a back hand and secretly deal with the murderer? ”

"Team Miao, I'm almost dizzy. I think that since there are so many mysteries surrounding Wu Chunxiu, there must be a breakthrough in her. As long as she finds evidence that she can't deny, she can explain the rest of the mystery to us herself. ”

"Hmm...... But we don't have that evidence. ”

"Team Miao, Xiao Li and I take a closer look at the monitoring along Wu Chunxiu's line to work, I don't believe that we can't find any clues."

"Okay, thank you guys."

It seems that the mountains and rivers have reached the end of the situation again, and in this narrow game space, the police and the suspect have played the cards. If the former wants to gain the advantage of being a first-striker, they must be the first to find ironclad evidence of a one-hit victory. Perhaps this evidence is hidden in the missing corpses, otherwise the criminals would not have racked their brains to "evaporate from the world". And where are these body pieces hidden?

The detective walked into a north-south commercial street, lined with all kinds of Chinese snacks, and in the center of the street were a variety of shops. This street is one of the few places in the local area where stalls are allowed to set up, and the stall economy is steaming here. It is also the only place around the city bureau where you can still forage for food even in the middle of the night. Not only is there a wide variety of food, but the cost performance is also very reasonable.

Miao Yixin walked into a shop selling offal. The boss is an acquaintance, and he naturally doesn't get angry when he sees the police officer:

"Old Miao, is it still a big bowl of offal and two flatbreads?"

"As usual, boss." As he spoke, the officer found an open-air seat at the door.

"You've been in a tough case lately, haven't you?"

Most of the time, Miao Yixin plays the role of observing words and feelings, and seeing subtleties. It's just that in daily life, his unattractive neighbors are also quietly paying attention to him.

"Oh, how do you know, old man?"

"You, when you encounter a problem, you will plunge into it, and remember that it is almost early in the morning when you eat."

The boss is right. Miao Yixin filled in the police academy because of that curiosity. This curiosity was secretly planted when he read "One Hundred Thousand Whys" as a child. Back then, he played hide and seek with his friends, and no one could escape his eyes. Nowadays, for him, handling cases is not only a responsibility, but also an exploration. The search for the truth is arduous, but solving the puzzle is as refreshing as taking a shower.

Miao Yixin chewed on offal, his expression erratic. Experts warn people that it is best not to think about complicated things when eating, as the brain will compete with the digestive system for blood supply, which is not conducive to digesting food. But at this moment, Miao Yixin is eating the internal organs of animals, but what comes to mind are various human organs. Could it be that the prisoner is an extreme pervert who can't cook all these corpses? Thinking of this, the offal in his mouth doesn't seem to be as tight and elastic as before.

"Let's peek and seek." Five meters away from Miao Yixin, a 10-year-old boy greeted his partner. A child of his age, if there is no parental restraint, that voice really dares to shout out his throat. What's more, he is also the child king of this group of imps.

"Let's take this as the center, with the light sign in the south and the garbage can in the north as the boundary, and we can hide within this twenty meters. However, you can't go to the shops on both sides of the street, so you can only hide in the shops in the middle of the street. What do you think? ”

The children around him clapped their hands and applauded.

"Then give you half a minute to hide, and I'll be responsible for arresting people this time."

Miao Yixin looked at these little ghosts in front of her and couldn't help but recall her childhood. Today's children are either stuck in schoolwork or addicted to the Internet; Games such as hide-and-seek, spinning tops, and playing glass balls have almost become museum luxuries. When the criminal policeman lowered his head to drink the soup, the children scattered in all directions, and when he looked up again, there was only one child king left in front of him, who was blindfolding his eyes with his hands, and counted the numbers with care:

“15，14，13，12……”

The child king opened his eyes again, imagining himself as a "policeman" chasing the "criminal", just like Miao Yixin who was staring at him. The child king withdrew his gaze and ran away. After about five or six minutes, most of the children were found. They either hide in dimly lit corners, hide behind large "bunkers", or scurry back and forth, using guerrilla tactics to try to maneuver.

"Well, you've found everything, right?" The child king counted the number of people as he spoke.

"No, the 'little dot' hasn't been found yet!"

The total number of heads was really one less, and the child king was a little frustrated. But in the blink of an eye, he gave the order again:

"Let's find it together! Fast! ”

For some reason, Miao Yixin on the side actually looked around attentively. When the other children dispersed again, a children's clothing "model" in front of him seemed to move slightly. At first, the police officer thought he was dazzled, but after a closer look, he realized that this "real person" mixed in with other models was the target that the child king was looking for. Boodot is very clever and puts the model's hat on himself at the beginning of the game, and he deliberately lowers the brim while putting on the hat. Maybe because of the change in the top, none of the companions even noticed.

"Little dots, little dots. You come out. We're not looking for it, you come out. It was not until he heard the surrender that the boy took off his clothes and waved to his companions. After learning about the camouflage method of Xiaobudian, the child king said very unconvinced:

"On weekdays, you are the most chicken thief, and you can play such a trick by hiding from a cat."

"Instead of thinking about how to hide yourself, it's better to show it generously, as long as you don't recognize it."

"It's better to show it generously, as long as you don't recognize it." This simple fairy tale exploded in Miao Yixin's ears. If the body parts can be displayed generously, then the murderer can only be that person. All the information about the case is rearranged and combined in the brain, until the last piece of the puzzle is put together in perfect place. It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

The detective stuffed the remaining small piece of naan into his mouth, and the sweetness of the pasta slowly fermented, giving birth to the taste of victory. When checking out, Miao Yixin deliberately gave the boss an extra 5 yuan, and the other party didn't ask much after receiving the money, because the boss knew that Lao Miao had solved another problem with him.

June 25th

For the next few hours, Miao Yixin locked herself in her office. In front of his desk was a thick case file. At this time, the surveillance of the hotel on the 11th was playing on the computer, and the police officer watched frame by frame, for fear of missing any detail, and gradually a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He moved the date to the 12th, followed by the 13th, 14th, 15th, 16th, and 17th. The images on the screen continue to support his reasoning. The police officer picked up the suspect's file and flipped through it several times, but it did not record the truth of the year.

Without further ado, the most urgent thing at the moment is to get the evidence in front of the murderer, thinking of this, Miao Yixin dialed Liu Chuanrong's phone without hesitation. With the busy tone of the phone, the east was white.