Zhao Zimeng noticed that as long as he touched the key place, Yin Daping's mood would fluctuate significantly.

Linghu Yunfei didn't pay attention to Yin Daping's mood swings - or maybe this was what he hoped - he wanted to move forward according to his own thoughts: "There is also a very beautiful woman who lives with you at No. 157 Impermanence Lane. ”

Yin Daping changed a cigarette, lit it, and continued to smoke, he crossed Erlang's legs, hunched his waist, and looked at Ling Hu Yunfei with empty eyes, he probably realized that he was a little out of shape, so he used this calm way to hide his emotional fluctuations. But he betrayed him with his left hand, which had been on his lap, and now, with his left hand, he pinched his right wrist - a movement that only happens when people are nervous.

"In May and June 1986, the landlord Che Rengui was killed in his rental house, and the body was hidden by the murderer in the cracks of the brick wall, and in the second half of today, the Che family sold No. 157 to a person surnamed Qin, who found the remains in the cracks of the brick wall when he was renovating the house."

"What do you say—what does it have to do with me?"

"You are the one who lived in No. 157 from May to July 1986, and the body was found inside the brick wall of the wing room where you lived."

"Joke, how do you think the murderer is me? How do you think I've been to Jingxi City? ”

It's time for Cha Huating to play. But Zhao Zimeng did not immediately let Che Huating come forward.

"Yin Daping, let's let you see one thing first."

Yin Daping finally raised his head and looked at Ling Hu Yunfei squarely—he had been looking down and squinting at Ling Hu Yunfei before.

Lin Di took out two simulated portraits from his purse, then stood up and walked to Yin Daping: "Yin Daping, you raise your head and take a good look at these two simulated portraits." ”

Yin Daping raised his head, looked at the simulated portrait, blinked a few times, and then said, "This- who is this?" ”

"That's you! This woman is the woman who lives with you at number 157. This is a simulated portrait that we drew based on the memories of our landlord and neighbors. ”

"It's even more of a joke, did you find me based on this portrait?"

"In addition to these two simulated portraits, there are also these two photographs." Ling Hu Yunfei walked up to Lin Di and took a photo of his ID card and the photo taken by Yin Daping after he was imprisoned, "You have a good comparison to see if these two photos are similar to these two simulated portraits." ”

Yin Daping glanced at the two photos, these two photos, Yin Daping should be very familiar, because the person in the photo is himself.

"It's quite similar - it's just an image, in this world, there are more similar people, is this how you solve the case?" A mocking smile hung on the corner of Yin Daping's mouth.

Ling Huyun Fei looked at Zhao Zimeng, and Zhao Zimeng nodded.

Linghu Yunfei slapped his hands three times.

After a while, a person walked in from outside the door, and this person was Che Huating.

Yin Daping had already seen Che Huating, he actually forgot the cigarette in his hand, before that, he had never stopped smoking for such a long time, from the moment Ling Hu Yunfei clapped his hands, Yin Daping forgot the cigarette in his hand. His face was also much more ugly, previously only a little dark and black, but now it had turned an earthy gray.

Linghu Yunfei motioned for Che Huating to sit on the chair beside him: "Che Huating, take a closer look at this person, do you know this person?" ”

Che Huating stood up and walked to Yin Daping: "Mr. Ma, do you still know me?" ”

Yin Daping raised his head, looked at it, and then shook his head: "You must have recognized the wrong person, I-I don't know you." ”

"You are really a noble person, you have forgotten me, but I still remember you, you and your wife lived in my rented house for nearly two months. After that, you stayed again. ”

"You must have recognized the wrong person, I have a good memory, as long as it is someone I have come into contact with, I can remember it - sorry, I don't have any impression of you."

"Mr. Ma, I also have a good memory, I remember, there is a long scar on your right arm."

Probably because Che Huating's words were too heavy, Yin Daping instinctively shook his right hand, and the cigarette ash sandwiched between his index and middle fingers fell on his pants.

Linghu Yunfei stood up, motioned for Che Huating to sit down, and then walked up to Yin Daping: "Mr. Ma, stretch out your right arm, let's take a look!" Mr. Che Huating may be mistaken, whether he is wrong or not, you can see if you roll up your sleeves. ”

Yin Daping did not roll up his sleeves, but put the cigarette to his lips and took three puffs. The cigarette has burned to the end, and usually, the cigarette butt is too early to throw it away. But Yin Daping still insisted on sucking to the point where he couldn't suck anymore.

Xiang Daimo also stood up and walked to Yin Daping.

The air is solidifying.

"Yin Daping, do you pick it up yourself, or will we help you do it?"

In the blink of an eye, Yin Daping's eyes were dull, his expression was blank, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and sides of his nose.

Xiang Daimo grabbed Yin Daping's right wrist, rolled the sleeve to his elbow, and there was a long scar above the arm.

Che Huating stood up again and walked to Yin Daping: "Yes, it's this scar, he is the one surnamed Ma." ”

Yin Daping is "Mr. Ma".

Yin Daping slumped on the chair, the cigarette case fell from the chair to the ground, and at the same time as the cigarette case fell, several cigarettes fell to the ground in advance.

Ling Hu Yunfei, Xiang Daimo, and Che Huating returned to their seats.

"Yin Daping, what else do you have to say?"

Yin Daping is still silent, I'm afraid it's not that he wants to be silent, he probably hasn't come to his senses yet, or rather, he hasn't figured out how to have the next conversation.

Yin Daping's psychological defense line has completely collapsed.

The big stone hanging in everyone's hearts has finally landed, and for this moment, the comrades have paid too much effort and hardship.

When Yin Daping's mood was almost repaired, Ling Hu Yunfei stood up and walked up to Yin Daping: "Mr. Ma-you must cheer up, our interrogation has just begun." ”

Beads of sweat rolled down Yin Daping's temples.

"Yin Daping, you are a smart person, things have come to this point, no one can escape what you should face."

Yin Daping picked up the cigarette case from the ground, put a few cigarettes scattered on the ground into the cigarette case, then picked up the last cigarette on the ground, pressed the lighter, and lit the cigarette.

Everyone is waiting patiently, so to speak, after intervening in each case, each one hopes that there will be such a "wait", and the whole case will start to turn around from here. All the previous efforts are for this moment.

While waiting, the suspect will take off all his disguise and appear in front of everyone, along with all the mental armor.

Yin Daping took half a cigarette in one go, looking very enjoyable, very much like a smoker who hadn't smoked for a long time and suddenly saw a cigarette, and as if the smoker was told that he would never smoke again, he had to make good use of such a limited time - only this little time belonged to him.

"Yin Daping, do you recognize him?" Linghu Yunfei pointed to Che Huating Road, "You have entered No. 157 Impermanence Lane twice, and you should be very impressed by the landlord." ”

"Don't bother talking, I admit that I killed Che Rengui." Yin Daping looked at Che Huating Dao, his answer was a little unexpected, making Hu Yunfei firmly believe that Yin Daping would explain his problem, but he didn't expect it to be so quick - and so refreshing.

"Why did you kill Cha Rengui?"

"He deserved to die — he should have died a long time ago. I thought that there was a heavenly principle in this world, but it turned out that there was not, only I was the only one to do the right thing for heaven, and as a result, his dog died. Yin Daping threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and then crushed it hard with his heel, and after his foot was removed, the cigarette butt turned into scattered cigarette powder.

"Who is the woman who lives with you at number 157?"

"It has nothing to do with her, she doesn't know about it."

"Whether she knows it or not, you can't have the final say, we want the facts. The reason why we are here for interrogation is to wait for this woman to be brought to justice, and then escort her back to Jingxi City. ”

"She's just a bait I use to fish, and she really doesn't know the truth."

"What is this woman's last name, and where is she now?"

"I killed the person, and she really didn't know it."

"We have to see her. We will not wronged a good person, we will not let go of any bad person, and if it turns out that she has nothing to do with this case, we will not embarrass her. ”

Yin Daping hesitated for a minute or so, and then said, "She-her surname-surname is Ran, and her name is Ran Xiaoran." ”

"Where now?"

"In Shanghai."

"Where in Shanghai? Name her full address. ”

"At No. 491 Shidong Street, Xiao Ran Fa House."

"Shidong Street is near the Shidongkou Ferry." Gao Jianguo Road.

Zhao Zimeng called Xiang Daimo out of the interrogation room, and Gao Jianguo followed.

"Team Zhao, I'll go with you." Gao Jianguo Road.

Zhao Zimeng couldn't ask for it, and it would be much more convenient to arrest Ran Xiaoran, and Gao Jianguo would come forward: "Okay, it's hard for you to come with us." ”

Zhao Zimeng walked into the interrogation room, and after whispering a few words to Ling Hu Yunfei, he rushed into the night with Gao Jianguo and Xiang Daimo.

It was 7:50, and it was already dark.

Here, Ling Hu Yunfei's interrogation continued.

"Yin Daping, how old is Ran Xiaoran?"

"Twenty-eight years old."

Che Huating, Aunt Li, and the tailor Master Zhao also made mistakes in judging the age of the woman.

Yin Daping wanted to interrupt Ling Hu Yunfei's words. The sea of bitterness is boundless, and now, Yin Daping's mood has returned to its original state: "Can you tell me first, how are you sure that the deceased is Che Rengui?" Yin Daping was still a little unwilling.