"The deceased Fang Bing, fifty years old, divorced when he was young, lived alone with his son, has not been married for so many years, and has no special hobbies.

There is an unfinished building next to this Fang Bing's house, and this morning, Fang Bing was found to have fallen to his death in the downstairs of this unfinished building, and these are the information provided by the community police. ”

Tang Feng and Liu Shuangshuang were sitting at the scene of the crime at this moment, because the person who died this time was not in the suburbs, and the first police officer to the scene provided basic information and maintained the scene by the way.

"Originally, this case would not have been reported to our No. 1 Special Office, but the abuse and murder case we handled recently specially sent an official document to let the following report all the murder cases that appeared.

This is what made us know about this case, but this time the deceased was not abused, and nine times out of ten it has nothing to do with our case. ”

Tang Feng didn't have much interest in this case, this torture and murder case was bothering him, this kind of ordinary homicide case was not in their care at all.

"Whether it is closed or not, you have to look at the scene to be sure, although the deceased was just tied up and pushed downstairs and fell to his death, but it may not have anything to do with the abuse and murder case, the binding is actually a kind of abuse, the difference is only in the small fresh or the heavy taste."

Fang Bing's home is located in the lively urban area, Liu Shuangshuang and Tang Feng went to the place to talk, and there were already many people gathered outside the cordon to watch the excitement.

Liu Shuangshuang and Tang Feng took their work cards and entered the cordon, and immediately saw the deceased, his whole body was tied with ropes, his hands were tied tightly behind his back, his eyes were wide open, and he felt very dead.

When Liu Shuangshuang and Tang Feng arrived, a young man about thirty years old was crying at the deceased, looking very sad, and the police next to him introduced that this man was the deceased's son Fang Shao.

Tang Feng walked over and patted Fang Shao's shoulder: "Condolences are smooth, please refrain and assist us in recording a confession, this is related to whether we can quickly catch the murderer of my father." ”

Fang Shao wiped his face, wiped his tears, and said with red eyes: "I know, if you have something to ask, just ask." ”

"What kind of enemies does my father have on weekdays? Or have you unconsciously offended someone? Tang Feng pulled Fang Shao to find an unobstructed position and asked.

Fang Shao sobbed and said almost without thinking: "My father can't have any enemies!" He has been kind to people all his life, and he has never blushed with anyone, let alone made a feud. ”

"Did your father feed stray cats?" Liu Shuangshuang, who bent down to inspect the body of the deceased for a long time, didn't know when he came over.

Fang Shao heard Liu Shuangshuang's question, his eyes were thinking and he looked at it for a while, shook his head and said, "My father doesn't like to raise cats, he never gets close to stray cats, and he doesn't feed stray cats. ”

"Oh, that's right." Liu Shuangshuang nodded thoughtfully, did not continue to ask, but shook the hand behind his back, and in the palm of his hand, there were two cat hairs that she had not taken off the deceased.

Let Tang Feng continue to ask Fang Shao's confession, Liu Shuangshuang turned to the side of a teenage boy, the little boy had opened his mouth to say something when he asked Fang Shao if his father had stray cats in history, but after Fang Shao said that his father did not have cats, the boy was covered by a woman next to him and did not say anything.

"The deceased Fang Bing, fifty years old, divorced when he was young, lived alone with his son, has not been married for so many years, and has no special hobbies.

There is an unfinished building next to this Fang Bing's house, and this morning, Fang Bing was found to have fallen to his death in the downstairs of this unfinished building, and these are the information provided by the community police. ”

Tang Feng and Liu Shuangshuang were sitting at the scene of the crime at this moment, because the person who died this time was not in the suburbs, and the first police officer to the scene provided basic information and maintained the scene by the way.

"Originally, this case would not have been reported to our No. 1 Special Office, but the abuse and murder case we handled recently specially sent an official document to let the following report all the murder cases that appeared.

This is what made us know about this case, but this time the deceased was not abused, and nine times out of ten it has nothing to do with our case. ”

Tang Feng didn't have much interest in this case, this torture and murder case was bothering him, this kind of ordinary homicide case was not in their care at all.

"Whether it is closed or not, you have to look at the scene to be sure, although the deceased was just tied up and pushed downstairs and fell to his death, but it may not have anything to do with the abuse and murder case, the binding is actually a kind of abuse, the difference is only in the small fresh or the heavy taste."

Fang Bing's home is located in the lively urban area, Liu Shuangshuang and Tang Feng went to the place to talk, and there were already many people gathered outside the cordon to watch the excitement.

Liu Shuangshuang and Tang Feng took their work cards and entered the cordon, and immediately saw the deceased, his whole body was tied with ropes, his hands were tied tightly behind his back, his eyes were wide open, and he felt very dead.

When Liu Shuangshuang and Tang Feng arrived, a young man about thirty years old was crying at the deceased, looking very sad, and the police next to him introduced that this man was the deceased's son Fang Shao.

Tang Feng walked over and patted Fang Shao's shoulder: "Condolences are smooth, please refrain and assist us in recording a confession, this is related to whether we can quickly catch the murderer of my father." ”

Fang Shao wiped his face, wiped his tears, and said with red eyes: "I know, if you have something to ask, just ask." ”

"What kind of enemies does my father have on weekdays? Or have you unconsciously offended someone? Tang Feng pulled Fang Shao to find an unobstructed position and asked.

Fang Shao sobbed and said almost without thinking: "My father can't have any enemies!" He has been kind to people all his life, and he has never blushed with anyone, let alone made a feud. ”

"Did your father feed stray cats?" Liu Shuangshuang, who bent down to inspect the body of the deceased for a long time, didn't know when he came over.

Fang Shao heard Liu Shuangshuang's question, his eyes were thinking and he looked at it for a while, shook his head and said, "My father doesn't like to raise cats, he never gets close to stray cats, and he doesn't feed stray cats. ”

"Oh, that's right." Liu Shuangshuang nodded thoughtfully, did not continue to ask, but shook the hand behind his back, and in the palm of his hand, there were two cat hairs that she had not taken off the deceased.

Let Tang Feng continue to ask Fang Shao's confession, Liu Shuangshuang turned to the side of a teenage boy, the little boy had opened his mouth to say something when he asked Fang Shao if his father had stray cats in history, but after Fang Shao said that his father did not have cats, the boy was covered by a woman next to him and did not say anything.