The body of the deceased was covered with grayish-brown dirt, and there were some hairs and hemp fibers in it.

The last to be pulled out were the arms of the deceased.

The deceased's arms were thrown backwards and downwards, facing the drooping head.

Xiao Lao untied the rope from the deceased's ankle.

The four men carried the body to the platform to the west of Guanyin Bodhisattva and laid the body flat with its face up.

Xiao Lao immediately performed an autopsy.

Lin Di was in charge of the records.

Xiao Lao said, Lin Di wrote. Here are the autopsy records:

Gender, female;

Length, 1.67 meters;

Age, between twenty-four and twenty-six years old.

Fatal source, neck. On the neck of the deceased, there was a strangulation mark about 0.5 centimeters deep.

The time of death is about the same as the time of Wang Hongbao's death.

He was brought to Xiao Lao, and his answer further confirmed Guo Lao's judgment: "I strangled her to death with a thin wire." ”

"Is the model of the wire the same as the one used on Wang Hongbao?"

"Yes."

"Where did you buy the wire?"

"I took the wire from the store, and when the furniture store delivered the goods, they would wrap a cloth in a place that was easy to bump and wrap a few thin wires around the outside of the cloth."

The deceased also had a deep strangulation mark on the first joint of the index and middle fingers of his right hand.

"What happened to the strangulation marks on the deceased's fingers?"

"When I strangled her neck with a wire, she hooked her fingers tightly on the wire."

It is conceivable that at the time of the crime, Ning Yannan had a period of dying struggle.

"Where's the wire?"

"Wire, I threw it into the big river behind the hermitage."

Now, what everyone is doing is going through the procedure, and since Yang Gaya has bowed his head and pleaded guilty, although it is a pity that some evidence is missing, it is harmless.

Lin Di took pictures of the corpse and the scene, especially the corpse, Ning Yannan's hair was about 50 centimeters long (this is the same length as the hair that the comrades extracted in the meditation room); The deceased had a gold stud earring on his left ear. There is also an eye in the right ear, and the stud on this ear may have fallen into the mud tire.

"Descending Yang Gaya, is Ning Yannan's earrings one or two?"

"Two."

In the end, Ling Hu Yunfei, Xiang Daimo and Ma Jianping took turns to use shovels to pull out all the mud tires in Guanyin Bodhisattva's stomach.

Everyone conducted a careful and meticulous inspection of the mud tire, and halfway through the inspection, Lin Di finally found another earring.

Finally, everyone put Ning Yannan's body into a plastic bag, put it in a rectangular plastic box, and sent it to the Municipal Public Security Forensic Medical Department together with Wang Hongbao's head for safekeeping.

Before leaving the Ma Po Nunnery, everyone straightened the Guanyin Bodhisattva.

The things of a bodhisattva cannot be neglected. Everyone can only do this step, and the rest of the things can only be handled by the four divisions. Fortunately, the city ** is studying the plan to restore Ma Po Po Nunnery, and I believe that in the near future, this ancient temple will definitely be full of incense and the bell will be loud.

In the evening of the same day, the interrogation of Yang Gaya officially began.

It was Ling Hu Yunfei who was in charge of the interrogation, Lin Di was in charge of the record, and Zhao Zimeng, Xiao Lao and Xiang Daimo sat aside.

It was supposed to be an easy and smooth interrogation.

Before the interrogation began, Jianyang Gaya made his own request—a plea to be precise: "Captain Zhao, can you give me a few cigarettes, if you can make me a cup of tea, it would be great." ”

People have seven emotions and six desires, people die for money, and birds die for food. From birth to death, people will never give up their desires at any time, and even before going to hell, they cannot change this nature. The Djanyangaya in front of us is a living example of this, and only then can we see the obscenity, meanness, pathos, and pitifulness of man.

People have desires, this is not a bad thing, with desires, people will have motivation, will be indomitable. But there is one thing that must be emphasized, no matter what kind of desires you have, you must not do things that harm others or go against heavenly principles. If people can't control their desires within reasonable limits, then the result must be: the more you gain, the more you lose—even far more than you once gained.

There is also a saying, life and the lottery is almost the same, the lottery is different prizes, and the empty door, some people will touch the empty door, if it is this kind of empty door, then nothing, there are many opportunities to draw the lottery in life, an empty door does not mean a empty door. There is one kind of people who are the saddest, they think that this kind of lottery is not enjoyable, it is too pediatric, they want to get better results, so they don't want to do things according to the rules.

It's a pity that they don't know that this rule is set by God, and the result is also set by God, since it is a rule set by God, then there won't be too much disparity, game? Everyone has a game, which is nothing more than a matter of big prizes and small prizes, big happiness and small happiness, but some people just don't want to do things according to the rules set by God, and the result is bound to be empty.

And this kind of empty door is very terrible, and the price is all the bets and the happiness of a lifetime, because any game that goes beyond the rules set by God will inevitably end up with nothing. He doesn't want to choose the result given by God, so God can only give them another result according to their wishes - any result that is outside the rules set by God is destined to be empty, or even take the old book.

At half past six o'clock, the interrogation began, and next to the jayyangaya was a square stool with a cup of tea and a pack of cigarettes, and a lighter.

Jianyang Gaya took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it according to the lighter, took a puff, and then took two sips of tea from the teacup.

Jianyang Gaya looks very satisfied and enjoying, time passes, with the change of the environment, people's desires will change somewhat.

The interrogation begins with the motive for the killing:

"Descending Yang Gaya, why did you kill Wang Hongbao?"

He smoked vigorously, probably not yet figuring out how to answer the question.

"Cigarettes and tea, we have already provided them to you, I hope you have a good time, since you have done it, don't cringe."

Descending Yang Gaya opened the lid of the teacup and took a few more sips of water.

This issue is very important to the comrades, and it is equally important for the people who embarked on the road of crime.

"Say whatever you think."

"Wang Hongbao really shouldn't die." After finishing speaking, he took a puff of cigarette and then let the smoke out of his nose.

"Since Wang Hongbao didn't deserve to die, why did you brutally kill him?"

"Revenge." Two words came out of his mouth, and a puff of smoke came out at the same time as the two words.

"Revenge? What revenge, to whom to take revenge? ”

"Take revenge on the man who gave birth to me—and forsaken me."

"So, you vent all your hatred on Wang Hongbao."

"I can only vent on him, Wang Hongbao is their only son, if you want to make them feel bad - if you want to make the Wang family cut off children and grandchildren, I can only do this. Wang Hongbao is the flesh of their hearts, and they will only feel pain if they poke at their most painful spots. In this way, my heart will feel better, and I have also hurt and hurt, so I want them to taste the pain of losing their loved ones. He gritted his teeth, his eyes shining with a cold, murderous light.

A ridiculous idea is bound to have a ridiculous outcome. On this issue, the biological parents of Jianyang Gaya are responsible, and it is they who brew this cup of bitter wine with their own hands.

"Your birth parents are good for you, too—at least they have the best for you."

"Wrong – very wrong. Giving a newborn child to someone else, do you say it's for the good of the child? A contemptuous smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, "You might as well find any random person to ask—or ask yourselves, can you accept such a 'good'?" ”

"They put fifty oceans in your hug, and they gave you to a good man."

"Is this a money thing?"

"Aren't the couple treating you badly?"

"If they weren't kind to me, then I'd be even more pitiful, two people who are not related by blood can see me as their own, but what did my real parents do—they actually gave me to an unrelated person—are there such cruel parents in the world? With such parents, there will inevitably be such a son, although I am not surnamed Wang, but I was born to them, aren't they cruel? Naturally, I inherited their characteristics. Is it better to be blue than blue? If I hadn't been more ruthless, I wouldn't have failed their hopes. ”

His words were filled with resentment towards his biological parents—hatred to be precise. This hatred had been building in his heart for a long time.

"How did you know where you came from?"

"It's a long story, Captain Zhao, can I not answer this question? Let me directly explain the process of killing Wang Hongbao and Ning Yannan! ”

"Descending Yang Gaya, don't be impatient, we must get this issue clear - we must go through this procedure, this is an important part of the case, and it cannot be omitted. We have agreed to your request, Ma Jianping, pour him some more water. ”

Ma Jianping picked up the hot water bottle and filled the cup with water.

"Okay!" He swapped the cigarette butt between his index and middle fingers and between his thumb and forefinger, and he held the cigarette between his fingernails - because the cigarette had already reached the filter, he wanted to take a few more puffs. He held the cigarette butt between his fingernails, put it to his mouth, took three puffs, and quickly threw the cigarette butt on the ground - the cigarette butt had burned to the tip of his fingers.

Zhao Zimeng couldn't stand it anymore: "Descending Yang Gaya, if there are not enough cigarettes, we still have them here - as long as you actively cooperate with our interrogation, there are cigarettes to smoke." ”