Chapter 162: Refraction Psychology

"I know." I nodded slightly, "But I still want to finish it and look into other cases." Otherwise, you give me a deadline, right? ”

As soon as the words fell, Chen Fang immediately stroked his palms and smiled. It looks like he's just waiting for me.

"yes, you said that. So I'll give you a week, right? If, after a week, you still can't figure out this case, come and look into other cases with me. He said.

I think a week is too short, but now it seems like there is no other option. So I nodded stubbornly and agreed, "Okay, then it's decided." In a week, if I can't solve this case and can't find the root cause of the problem, then I can automatically take the blame and resign. ”

Chen Fang mainly hoped that I would not investigate any further, so when he heard my words, he immediately nodded and agreed: "Okay, then we will decide." ”

After saying that, he immediately turned around and left.

I sat silently for a while before I picked up Xu Hengan's information again. In fact, I've read his information countless times these days.

After reading it again, I thought to myself that this didn't seem to work, so I made a decision: go to him myself.

Towards noon, I already knew he was going to eat at that restaurant. So I went to the restaurant and waited for him.

After waiting for a few hours, I saw him appear. He was really on time.

As soon as I saw him appear in front of me, I immediately looked at him. He didn't pretend not to see me, but walked over to me and sat down in front of me in a dignified manner.

"Why do you keep looking at me? Is there something wrong? He asked.

I shook my head secretly, raised the corners of my mouth, and smiled slightly, "It's nothing, but I want to ask you, do you know Zheng Xingye?" ”

Unexpectedly, he replied without thinking: "Of course I do." Zheng Xingye, my storekeeper, but he seems to be dead. How? Are you Zheng Xingye's family? If you want to ask me if I got the compensation? ”

Learning from the previous experience, I didn't reveal my identity, only nodded lightly, and said, "Yes, so you will give it?" ”

"I'm not going to give a penny." He said categorically.

Those who don't know are afraid that they just think that he is an unscrupulous profiteer. But I couldn't see the slightest hint of a profiteer in his eyes, but I saw the hatred hidden in his eyes.

So I raised my gaze and asked, "You seem to hate Zheng Xingye very much?" ”

"That's none of your business. If nothing else, you eat slowly, this meal I please. With that, he stood up, paused in his suit, and was about to walk away.

I didn't stand in his way.

On this day, I was still secretly observing him. The difference is that I follow him home directly in the evening.

After secretly following him downstairs, I sat in the car and waited quietly. When I saw that the light in the room of 304 was on, I knew that it was his house.

I didn't go up and investigate, though.

After a full day of waiting, there are only six days left in the countdown.

I figured out that he wouldn't be home during the day, so I climbed over the bars of his house and came into his house.

As soon as I entered, I noticed a strong stench in the room. When I looked at the smell, I saw that the clothes and socks over there had not been washed or anything, and they were piled up there.

The washing machine is right next to it, but is it actually hard to wash it by hand?

I walked over slowly, lowered my gaze, and thought for a moment. But it is not easy to draw judgments based on these. So I looked away and looked elsewhere.

I went to his bedroom and saw that the computer screen was lit up.

So I walked in slowly, wanting to see if there was any evidence of the crime in the computer. What he didn't expect was that his computer needed a password to open it.

So I had to give up.

After giving up again, I went back to his living room. Seeing that there were a few reading materials in the living room, I slowly squatted down in order to get to know him better.

The first few books were Times Magazine and Finance, etc., and the one at the bottom turned out to be anatomy.

Even though it didn't seem to have anything to do with my case, he looked at this kind of thing and it made me feel suspicious. My intuition tells me that the next victim may be **, and it is he who did it.

However, this indescribable intuition cannot be used as evidence for his arrest at all.

So I put the book down gently, a little about giving up.

At this moment, the cold voice suddenly came from behind me: "What are you doing here?" ”

It's a female voice, and this person should know me.

I immediately looked back and saw that the person standing behind me turned out to be Zheng Li. I breathed a long sigh of relief this time, laughed secretly, and said, "Zheng Li, it turned out to be you." ”

"It's me." Zheng Li said softly, "But why did you come here too?" ”

I stood up and smiled wryly, "I should have asked you this, right?" ”

After secretly thinking about it for a while, she nodded lightly and said, "I'm here to help you solve the case as soon as possible, and I want to know something about you." ”

I thought to myself that she had no talent for investigating crimes, so I said, "You better go back to the bureau, it's too dangerous here." ”

She silently raised her eyes, looked at the wall, and asked, "Are you not confident in me?" Think I can't help you? ”

"Of course not." As I spoke, I followed her gaze and looked back at the mural on the wall.

I saw that the mural was an oil painting, and it was definitely not the original.

"Do you know what this painting is?" Zheng Li asked me suddenly.

I shook my head secretly and said, "I don't know, but I think I've read it in a previous textbook." ”

"The Last Supper, a famous painting." Zheng Li walked over slowly, "The story in the painting is that Jesus had dinner with 12 of his disciples, but one of them was a traitor. From this, it reflects Xu Hengan's psychology. ”

"What psychology?"

"Maybe he thinks of himself as a god; Or maybe he wanted to be that traitor. ”

"Is it possible that he thinks this painting is beautiful, so he hangs it here?" I asked.

Zheng Li secretly shook her head, looked around the house, and said, "Unlikely, because he is obviously not a person interested in art." Actually, before you came here, I found a cross in the drawer of his bedroom, made of wood. ”

I nodded lightly, assuming in my heart that Xu Hengan was really a religious believer. If that's the case, then he might help us solve the case.