Speaking of this, Feng Shuai lowered his head and touched the scar on his hand that was scratched by Liu Jia, Wang Bing sneered: "Fortunately, she died, right?" ”

Feng Shuai was taken aback, and said repeatedly: "No, no, no, I definitely didn't think so!" ”

"When was the last time you saw Liu Jia?"

"Saturday at five o'clock in the afternoon."

"Someone proves that you saw her after six o'clock on Saturday afternoon!"

"Impossible!" Feng Shuai reacted very violently, "We had a fight that afternoon, and we didn't care about each other, so I left directly after school." ”

"Really?" Wang Bing turned his pen and said, "This is contrary to your previous testimony, you said at the time that you went to a friend's place to pick up the car, and then came back at eight o'clock to pick up Liu Jia." ”

"I did pick up the car, passing by the school I came in to see if she was still there, if she was there, I was going to take her to dinner and apologize, I was really afraid that she would tell her uncle about the video and transfer me to the mountains."

Wang Bing looked distrustful, "Did you see her when you came back?" ”

"The office door was closed, and my phone couldn't get through, so I withdrew."

"Feng Shuai, you're not honest!" Wang Bing snorted violently, making Feng Shuai tremble.

Feng Shuai said: "What I said is the truth! ”

"What is this!?" Wang Bing held up a copy of "Boys and Girls Gold Edition".

"Magazine, I bought it for Liu Jia on Friday."

"The newsstand owner said it was Saturday night!"

"No, it can't be, he's mistaken!"

The two argued about this issue for a long time, and Song Feipeng, who was standing outside, said: "Feng Shuai's reaction is very real, it is estimated that the boss is indeed misremembered, after the murder case, the people around him always subconsciously want to provide some important clues." ”

Feng Shuai insisted that he bought it on Friday night, and Wang Bing did not pursue this issue again, because there was more heavy evidence behind him.

He took out an appraisal book, "Feng Shuai, we found trace substances on your shoes that only exist at the scene, how to explain it!" ”

Feng Shuai was stunned, "I don't know!" ”

"How could you not know, if you haven't been to the scene, how can this thing get on your shoes!"

"I didn't kill Liu Jia!" Feng Shuai yelled.

"I didn't say you killed her, I asked you if you had been to the scene at the time of the crime!"

"Nope!" Feng Shuai looked like he was about to cry, "I saw the door closed and left, the conscience of heaven and earth, if I lie, there will be five thunderstorms in the sky!" ”

Wang Bing showed a sigh-like expression, "These phosphors were left at the scene by the murderer, you didn't enter that office after the crime, and these shoes were indeed worn that day!" ”

Feng Shuai cried and said, "I don't know, someone framed me!" ”

"Has anyone touched your shoes?"

"You ......"

Wang Bing slapped the table, "You mean I framed you?" ”

"No, I really don't know!"

The interrogation ended, and Wang Bing came out with a sigh, "He doesn't want to explain this key issue." ”

"Do you think he's lying?" Song Feipeng asked.

"Well......" Song Feipeng had taught Wang Bing how to recognize a lie before, and he groaned, "It doesn't look like it." ”

"Let's check where these shoes have been!"

Xiao Chen shook his head and sighed, "If you want to increase my workload, I'll send a few young men to the school to check!" ”

At this time, a policeman approached Song Feipeng and said: "Captain, there is a worker on the construction team who said that he lost a hammer that day, and he didn't report it because he was afraid of being fined." ”

"What does it look like?"

"Probably so!" The officer shows a photo on his phone.

Wang Bing said: "Captain, Liu Jia is in charge of the first grade, that is to say, the murderer is a minor under the age of 14, even if we find TA, we can't be convicted." ”

Song Feipeng nodded silently and patted Wang Bing's shoulder, "Get busy!" ”

The police officers came to the school, called the first-graders one by one, and asked who had not left school on time on the day of the crime.

After a busy day, the results were very surprising, with students testifying to each other, or teachers and parents, because it was a weekend, and they were basically impatient to leave after class.

Seinfeld was not too surprised, the murderer was a very smart student, who left the school after school and was deliberately seen by his classmates and school workers, and then turned back to commit the crime.

This was confirmed by the surveillance in the school's east playground, which captured a boy slipping in through the damaged fence at 6:45 and then leaving at 8:30 p.m.

Re-examining the scene, trace amounts of phosphor were found on almost all teachers' desks, which made the police confused, what was the murderer looking for?

Seinfeld felt that this was deliberately left by the murderer, in order to confuse the sight.

The day's investigation was over, and Wang Bing returned home exhausted, and as he passed the supermarket, he bought some discounted vegetables and picked a small piece of cut plum meat.

Pushing open the door of the low-rent house, my sister was lying on the table doing her homework, the dim lamp illuminated her full and lovely side face, and a warm current of family affection poured into Wang Bing's heart, he greeted and said, "I'm back!" ”

"The results of the midterm test are down."

"Really?"

"Woo, I didn't do well in the exam......"

Wang Bing looked at the test paper in the past, and got 80 points in both Chinese and English, only the number was only 63 points, and his sister with pigtails pouted and said: "I don't understand geometry the most, and the teacher still says that geometry is not difficult, probably because I'm too stupid!" ”

Wang Bing smiled gently and stroked his sister's head, "Don't be presumptuous, where are you stupid, the numbers are really difficult...... Are you going to eat pudding? ”

"Good!" My sister raised her hands and cheered happily.

Eating pudding, my sister turned on the TV and watched it for a while, Wang Bing went to the kitchen to prepare dinner, and my sister asked, "Brother, what case have you been investigating recently?" ”

"There was a teacher who was killed."

"Oh, are the students at that school on vacation?"

Wang Bing walked out with a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and poked his sister's head, "What do you want!" ”

The younger sister stuck out her tongue and scooped up a spoonful of pudding and came over, and Wang Bing said, "I don't eat it." ”

"Is it going well? Case! The younger sister was concerned about the little ghost.

"The captain said that the murderer may be a minor, and even if we catch him, we may not be able to convict him!"

"Hey, wouldn't that be a waste of time."

"No way, sometimes the reality is like this, this case is very sophisticated, what kind of child can do such a thing, the captain said that this child is definitely a cannibal flower of the motherland!"

"When such a child grows up, I'm afraid it will be terrible...... I watched a movie two days ago, and in the future, the police can predict whether a person will commit a crime or not, and then arrest him in advance, do you think that's good? ”

"Of course, we can stop the crime in advance."

"But isn't it unjust for a person to be arrested without even committing a crime?"

"Then there is no need to sentence, you can be locked up for a few days, let him calm down."

Wang Bing returned to the kitchen, the corn had not yet been steamed, he stood by the window and looked out, saw the car below Feng Long, and thought that the outcome of this case would be a void, and he felt very lost.

Wouldn't it be harmful for such a child to let him grow up!

"Brother!" My sister suddenly ran in, "The tomatoes got on the clothes, woo woo!" ”

"Why was it so careless!"

Wang Bing gently rebuked, squatted down to wipe the dirt with a wet rag to help his sister wipe the dirt, his hands repeated the mechanical movement, and his mind was immersed in reverie.

Wang Bing said thoughtfully: "When a person really wants to kill someone, he is often very calm. ”

"Brother, why are you talking about this, you want to kill someone?" My sister asked exaggeratedly.

"What nonsense!"