Chapter 19: The Thief and the Murderer

"It's the wind blowing..."

Zhang Zhengguo said something ambiguous, as if he was comforting himself, and it was also like defining the first turn of the wooden door.

Then he looked at Ning Qing again: "It stands to reason that after Zhang Jiaming took away the antiques of the dark grid, the dark grid should be open, but when we came in, the dark grid was closed, and I still suspect that all this is his ghost." ”

Ning Qing shook his head in response, his judgment was exactly the opposite of Zhang Zhengguo's.

"A thief, whether he is committing a crime secretly or committing a crime openly, no matter how calm and seamless he behaves afterwards, it cannot change the fact that he is a thief.

If you are a thief, you will have a weak heart, afraid that your actions will be discovered by others, and you are afraid of the consequences if you are discovered.

Therefore, when they commit crimes, they always subconsciously want to cover up their crimes.

For example, when they open a drawer to take away money, they will subconsciously close the drawer, for example, they will come in through a window, and then they will subconsciously close the window when they leave.

Even if they knew that these actions would only delay their discovery, they would still try to keep the crime scene the same as before.

For thieves, this knee-jerk behavior can bring a little solace to their criminal behavior and weakness.

Because they only feel safe when they are away from the scene of the crime. ”

Ning Qing paused, and then continued: "The marks left by the dark grid are no different from the bottom of the porcelain, indicating that Zhang Jiaming did take out the porcelain from the dark grid, and then subconsciously hid the dark grid before leaving.

The murderers, on the other hand, are a bunch of people who are inhumane and insane, and the petty theft is not enough to frighten them, and they spend a lot of energy covering up the scene, and the deserted village only makes them more unscrupulous.

See the subtle knowledge, and peep at the leopard in the tube.

Zhang Jiaming's various performances are far from the murderer, and I prefer to believe that he is just a thief. ”

"Brother Mu seems to be very interested in the psychology of criminals, I don't know what kind of work he is engaged in?" Zhang Zhengguo's flat tone could not hear any fluctuations.

"I'm just an ordinary traveler."

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...

For the sake of prudence, Ning Qing and Zhang Zhengguo carefully inspected the second and first floors from top to bottom before returning to the lobby.

It's just that the atmosphere in the lobby is a little subtle and silent.

This silence is not due to the lack of conversation in the middle of the night, on the contrary, their mental state is extremely high.

His eyes were fixed on the four pieces of porcelain, and there was always some indescribable meaning in his eyes.

The meanings of these eyes vary, but the only thing they have in common is scorching.

After Ning Qing and Zhang Zhengguo returned to the lobby, the expected questioning did not happen, and the hidden murderer had not yet been found, but they didn't care at all in their expressions, which was an extremely abnormal thing.

Ning Qing raised his eyebrows, it seemed that during the time he left, something seemed to have happened in the lobby that he didn't know.

Pulled Chu Xiaohe to the corner and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Chu Xiaohe's little head sneakily glanced around everyone, and after finding that no one noticed his side, he stood on tiptoe and whispered next to Ning Qing's ear with his mouth half-covered.

"Uncle, let me tell you, that tall and thin bottle is worth more than 60 million!"

"How do you know it's worth more than sixty million?" Ning Qing looked curious.

"Last year, I saw an identical bottle on a treasure appreciation column, and experts said that it was a unique heirloom, valued at more than 60 million..."

"Are these pieces of broken porcelain really so valuable?"

"It's so real, if it weren't for the lack of the Internet now, I would like to open the video to show you!" Chu Xiaohe showed a silly smile, "Uncle, did you say we sent it, hehe..."

Valuation is not market capitalization.

Market value refers to the current value, and valuation refers to the expected value, but most domestic experts make false statements and cannot be used as the transaction price standard.

And this is still the valuation of a one-of-a-kind product, and now that it has become two pieces that are no longer heirlooms, the valuation will definitely fall.

Even if there is a lot of moisture in the price, and a few discounts, it is still worth tens of millions.

What's more, this is only the value of one of them, and the price of the other three antiques can be imagined.

Ning Qing touched his nose, he finally knew what the problem was, no wonder these people's eyes were so hot, it turned out that Cai Jin was moving.

"I think Zhang Jiaming is very likely to be the murderer, after all, it is impossible for Master Wang not to make a little movement of struggle when he was killed, and Zhang Jiaming happened to be in the house again, it is impossible not to notice."

So, Lin Yu proposed: "In my opinion, it is better to lock Zhang Jiaming up first, and then transfer him to the local federal police station after the typhoon, and we don't have to worry about whether he is a murderer or not." ”

"I think so." Feng Hou lifted his glasses, and the blazing light was reflected on the lenses. :

"Agreed!"

"Agreed!"

“...”

Within a few seconds, everyone except Ning Qing agreed, including Zhang Zhengguo.

Zhang Jiaming has been tied into a dumpling, and he can't pose a threat to anyone at all, even so, they still have to isolate Zhang Jiaming, if there is no cat in it, Ning Qing will not believe it.

Although he did not express his consent, he did not object either, because a person's opposition and consent do not change any outcome.

It's a tacit performance, and under the mask is the careful thinking that can't be told to others.

After isolating Zhang Jiaming, what should happen next should be how to divide up the four antiques.

After all, dividing up the spoils of thieves is itself a kind of thief's act, and how embarrassed are they to do such a thing in front of thieves!

Subsequently, Zhang Jiaming was imprisoned in a bedroom on the first floor near the thatched house.

The four antiques were carefully placed on the floor.

Although the dust of history has stained the delicate bottle with mottled and ugly colors, it still can't stop everyone's hot eyes.

Quiet!

For a long time, the expected distribution of benefits did not come, no one spoke, and the scene was very quiet.

Beneath this silence lurks rough whirlpools and dangerous reefs.

It is also a volcanic crater that is about to erupt, and the rolling magma is surging, waiting for the time to erupt.

Until...

Ning Qing drained the seawater, knocked out the reef, extinguished the volcano, and froze the magma.

"I'm not interested in this kind of thing, let alone carving up her inheritance in front of my master, I don't think I'm so kind."

Ning Qing picked up the travel bag placed in the corner, glanced at the Yang Fangling card on the ground and said.

I'm sorry, I'm not interested in this kind of drama, you love to fight, love to divide, anyway, I don't want to play with you.

After that, he walked towards the stairs with his travel bag on his back, Feng Hou Linyu and the others were angry and happy at him for doing this.