The red cloth bag is tied with a red head rope, and some cotton wool is stuck to the red cloth bag - a layer of cotton in the middle of the quilt and the quilt.

Zhao Zimeng bent down to pick up the red cloth bag, slowly untied the red head rope, slowly opened the red cloth, and then stretched out his hand to the eyes of Yang Gaya: "Look at what this is?" ”

"W-isn't this just a braid?" Descending Yang Gaya's eyes were stunned for a moment.

Zhao Zimeng, Linghu Yunfei, and Xiang Daimo all noticed that the eyes of Jianyang Gaya looking at the braids were the eyes of looking at something very familiar. In the memory of Jianyang Gaya, there should be the location and space of this braid - this braid has been with him for eleven years after all.

"This is the braid of the Descending Yang Gaya—to be precise, the braid of the Descendant before the age of eleven, and the Descendant Zhuobu said that when the Descendant Gyaya was eleven years old, he did not want to keep the braids. Therefore, the adoptive mother of Jianyang Gaya sewed this braid into the mezzanine of the small quilt. He saw everything in the quilt, but he didn't see the braid. ”

"Captain Zhao, you-what exactly do you want to say?"

"With your IQ, you should understand what I'm trying to say."

"Forgive me for being stupid, not speculative, I think - there is no need for us to talk any further."

"Haven't you been calm before? As soon as you see the braids of Jianyang Gaya, you can't sit still. ”

Descending Yang Gaya was speechless for a while.

"Fortunately, the couple left this braid, otherwise, it would be difficult for us to investigate this case."

Jianyang Gaya had already heard the meaning of Zhao Zimeng's words, he looked at the faces of Zhao Zimeng and Ling Hu Yunfei, and blinked from time to time.

"Although Wang Hongbao's head was hidden by the murderer somewhere else, we still determined Wang Hongbao's identity based on the blood samples and hair extracted, let me tell you this! As long as we have blood samples, hair, and even dandruff from the suspect on our hands, we can find out that they and the suspect do not belong to the same person through DMA identification technology. By now, you should be able to understand me! ”

Jianyang Gaya looked at Ling Hu Yunfei's face and was speechless. His lips were closed, the muscles in his mandibles began to squirm, his hands were clasped together again, and his whole body began to contract.

"Whether you are descending Yangya or not, as long as we do a DMA identification of the hair on this braid and the hair on your head, it won't be long before the results come out."

Some fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Zhao Zimeng took out a bunch of keys from his trouser pocket and took out a pair of miniature shrinking scissors from the keychain: "Descending Yang Gaya, whether you are descending Yang Gaya or not, we have to borrow a few hairs from you." ”

"Captain Zhao, no—no need."

"No need?" Zhao Zimeng's eyes looked directly into the eyes and face of Yang Gaya: Yang Gaya's mandibles began to tremble; His eyes began to flicker.

"I-I'm Jianyang Gaya-Wang Hongbao was killed by me, I-I'm Jianyang-Gaya."

"Very well, that's right! You've made so much of our tongues. However, we still have to borrow a few hairs from you, and it is not enough to have your confession, what we need is more convincing facts and evidence – and of course, we are also responsible for you. ”

He slumped in his chair, his head bent on, his hands naturally loosened, and the sweat on his forehead and temples rolled down like beads with broken threads. These sweats, which have been stored for a long time. It's really a little hard for him, I've never learned acting, but I still have to act like the real thing, it really takes some mental effort!

Linghu Yunfei took out a plastic bag from the leather bag and opened the mouth of the bag.

Zhao Zimeng cut a handful of hair from Jianyang Gaya's head, and then slowly put a handful of hair into a plastic bag.

At this moment, there was a "tick-tock" sound from under the chair of the Yanyangaya—the sound of water dripping on the ground.

With the complete liberation of the spirit, all the organs of the body have also been liberated, and the central nervous system of the central nervous system of the county has given up the control of the various organs.

At the crotch of Yanggaya's pants, the beige color turned dark brown, and the area became larger and larger, probably because of too much urine, some urine accumulated on the chair, and the urine dripped down the gap in the chair surface to the ground.

The smell of urine was in the air.

Zhao Zimeng rolled up his sleeves and wanted to see the time, only then did he remember that the watch had been given to Jianyang Zhuobu. He took out his mobile phone from his bag, the time was a quarter past ten, and after two and a half hours of fighting, the interrogation finally made a breakthrough - the head of the evil was finally lowered.

Zhao Zimeng stood up and walked out of the interrogation room, he dialed the number as he walked out, he wanted to tell Xiao Lao the good news - to his comrades.

Here's what the call looks like:

"Hey, is it Xiao Lao? I'm Zhao Zimeng. Zhao Zimeng was extremely excited, and his voice trembled a little.

"Zimeng, the director and I are waiting so anxiously, let's talk quickly - how is the situation?"

"The murderer has been recruited."

"Recruited, great."

"The murderer is Wang Hongbao's twin brother, his adoptive father Jianyang Zhuobu was very helpful to us, he handed us a braid that the murderer cut when he was eleven years old, and in front of this braid, the murderer completely collapsed."

"Very good, I'll tell the director the good news right away, Zimeng, have you found out the situation of Miko (Meizi)?"

"Not yet, as soon as Jianyang Gaya bows his head and confesses, I will call you."

"Okay, after finding out Miko's situation, you can escort the murderer back to Jingxi."

"I understand."

"I'm waiting for you to come back in triumph, and when the time comes, I'll pick you up at the train station."

Zhao Zimeng decided to strike while the iron was hot and figure out the whereabouts of the plum first. He strode into the interrogation room, then sat down in his chair.

"Put your name first."

"Descend Yangaya."

"Is this your ID?" Zhao Zimeng took out a copy of the ID card from his notebook and walked to Jianyang Gaya.

Descending Yang Gaya nodded.

"Speak! Is this your ID card? ”

"Yes."

"Can you tell us where the plum is now?"

Silent.

"Where's the plum?"

"Plum has been—"

"Say! Didn't you still have sharp teeth before? How did it suddenly become a pustule? ”

"She's—she's—she's dead."

Zhao Zimeng and Ling Hu Yunfei looked at each other for a moment: "You are afraid that she will harm your affairs, so you killed people." ”

Descending Yang Gaya nodded again.

"Speak—isn't it true that people have long tongues just to speak?" Zhao Zimeng said sharply, his anger had been held back for a long time. Although the comrades have a large amount of evidence, if it were not for the braid that Yang Zhuobu handed over to Ling Hu Yunfei, it would have been very difficult to make a breakthrough.

"I—I killed—killed her." What really frightened him was not bowing his head and confessing his guilt, but the heinous crimes he committed.

"Where is Umeko's body?"

"In—Jingxi."

"In the West? Didn't you leave Kyoshi? ”

Everyone knows that it was Qian Heping and Duan Xuecai who sent Yang Gaya and Meizi to the train station.

"We didn't leave, and after they left, we refunded the ticket."

"Why is that?"

"Letting Qian Heping and Duan Xuecai send us is to create the illusion that we are leaving Jingxi."

At the beginning, the comrades were really fooled by the illusion created by the Yang Gaya.

"Is there any other reason than creating the illusion that you are leaving Jingxi?"

"Yes."

"Say!"

"I want to kill her in Jingxi."

"Why do you have to bear the life of the plum in Kyosai?"

"She brought it on herself."

"What do you mean by that?"

"She wanted to blackmail me and ask me to give her one-third of Wang Hongbao's property."

It's greed that hurts the plum.

"How much is a third?"

"Seven or eight hundred thousand."

"Is it a deposit?"

"Yes."

That is to say, Wang Hongbao's deposit is more than 2 million. In 1986, that should have been a very large number. At the turn of the century, the pockets of the Chinese began to bulge, when real estate development in some second- and third-tier cities had just begun, and the price of houses was more than 2,000 yuan per square meter. According to the calculation of 100 square meters per house, 780,000 yuan, you can buy several houses.

More than two million, in the face of such confusion, Meizi was also moved, the reason why she participated in this murder case should be for Wang Hongbao's money.

"What is Meizi's real name?"

"Her surname is Ning, and her name is Ning Yannan."

"Ning Yannan? How is it written? ”

"The 'Ning' of 'tranquility', the 'Yannan' of 'Yannan'."

"Is Meizi her nickname?"

"The plum is a random one we made to hide people's eyes."

"What kind of place is Ning Yannan from?"

"Shaanxi Mizhi people."

Mi Zhi's mother-in-law Suide's Han. Ning Yannan must be the bait in the hands of Yang Gaya, and Wang Hongbao must be fascinated by Ning Yannan. The hero is sad to pass the beauty pass, and Wang Hongbao is just a layman. The laity are even more difficult to pass the beauty level. Nowadays, there are many powerful and invincible political figures who have been planted in the hands of beauties, which shows that the beauties are very confusing.

"You explain Ning Hongyan's origin."

Ning Hongyan has no mother since he was a child, when he was ten years old, his father married another woman, this woman had a son, and the next year, this woman gave birth to another daughter, at the age of fourteen, Ning Hongyan left home to wander outside. She read until she was fourteen years old. ”

"Landlord Jian Huaizhong and Wang Hongbao's partner Qian Heping said that Ning Yannan spoke the Sichuan dialect, what's going on?"

"In order to hide people's eyes, I deliberately let her speak Sichuanese, she stayed in the mountain city for a while, and when I opened a restaurant in the mountain city, she worked as a waitress in my hotel."