Chapter 13: The Murder Weapon

"Huh?" Qian Hao was confused.

A faint smoke poured out of Zhou Qing's mouth, and in an instant, it rushed to the depths of the black-lit factory.

"If you guessed correctly, the legs outside are the corpse of this woman," Zhou Qingmei locked tightly, "The four of them killed people and seized money, but they didn't want to lose the milk jade beads, so they had to let this woman pretend to be a ghost to retrieve them, and now everything is done, those three people wanted to deceive people to the end, so they cut off the woman's legs and let her be a substitute for the dead ghost, the woman was unwilling, stole the milk jade beads, and secretly lit a fire." ”

Qian Hao gasped, the so-called people die for money, birds die for food, he has been a policeman for so many years, and he has indeed seen a lot of similar things.

Is that really the case?

Xiao Ning was silent, doubts abruptly arose in his chest, Zhou Qing's assumption seemed to have some truth, but he always felt that something was wrong.

The bloody buildings, the broken corpses, I don't know if it was a dream or reality, the picture flashed like a silent movie in Xiao Ning's mind.

"Okay, go back, Xiao Ning, you come with us to the bureau." Zhou Qing stepped on the cigarette butt and raised his head, Xiao Ning's body trembled, and he subconsciously licked his dry lips, it's broken, how did he forget this stubble? Now he can't tell even if he has ten mouths.

As night fell, in the conference room of the police station.

There were only three people in the huge room - Zhou Qing, Lin Xiyang and Xiao Ning.

In the late autumn of Changnan City, the temperature difference between day and night has always been obvious, Xiao Ning rubbed his nose and breathed a sigh of relief. This was a conference room, not an interrogation room, which meant that the two people in front of him did not list him as a major suspect.

"You two are hiding something from me, right?" Zhou Qing's old fox-like eyes narrowed slightly, and his fingers tapped the solid wood table in a rhythmic manner, Lin Xiyang didn't speak, his eyes looked at his nose and mouth, but his breathing sped up a little.

Xiao Ning's gaze cooled, although he was a layman, he also knew that this method was a means of police interrogation, and the rhythmic percussion gave people a sense of oppression, thus breaking through people's psychological defenses.

His suspicion has not been cleared, more precisely, in addition to this case, Zhou Qing even wants to see through his whole person.

"Officer Linβ€”" Taking a deep breath, Xiao Ning finally spoke, Lin Xiyang was suddenly shouted, he was startled, and quickly raised his head, his eyes blank.

Bang.

"Fuck it!" Zhou Qing turned his head and scolded directly, his face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, "Hurry up and go to reincarnation!" ”

Xiao Li, who was standing at the door, squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and stammered: "Zhou Zhou...... Team Zhou, there is a new discovery. ”

"Wait!" Zhou Qing said impatiently, his eyes locked on Xiao Ning.

"A major discovery!" Xiao Li plucked up his courage and added.

Suddenly getting up, Zhou Qing picked up the jacket on the chair with a cold face, glanced at Xiao Ning, and then turned to leave.

"You haven't seen that corpse before?" Hearing Zhou Qing's footsteps far away, Lin Xiyang cautiously spoke.

Nodding with a heavy face, Xiao Ning was a little uneasy, "I haven't seen it, but-" He didn't like the feeling of being suspicious, "What I said before is true." ”

Lin Xiyang's head lowered again, a pair of slender and white hands intertwined, her knuckles white, frustration hit like a tide, and she suddenly realized that there was a world of difference between theory and real cases.

Using the knowledge she had learned, she was 100% sure that Xiao Ning was not lying, and that the profile of the murderer was a young man in his twenties, but now it seems that everything is disordered.

There is a contradiction between facts and inferences, and there is a contradiction that cannot be resolved.

High-top leather shoes that fall on the marble floor always make a crisp and noisy sound.

Xiao Li didn't understand why Team Zhou, such a calm person, liked these shoes, but he didn't have time to think about it, and as soon as the corner passed, Xiao Li quickened his pace and opened the door in front of Zhou Qing.

Beggar? Zhou Qing was stunned, and there was an unkempt man sitting opposite, munching on chicken legs with both hands.

"This is Lao Sun, who took the initiative to find it when he saw the news, and found a bloody pig-killing knife and hammer in the trash can, and sent it to the laboratory, but-" Qian Hao lowered his voice and pointed to his head, "There seems to be something wrong with his spirit." ”

Xiao Li quietly closed the door and crept out.

Zhou Qing bowed slightly, signaling understanding, he walked up to the beggar, and said straight to the point: "When did you find those things?" ”

The beggar was eating with relish, and was startled by Zhou Qing's deep voice, hurriedly raised his head, clutched the chicken leg tightly and said, "Early, I found it a long time ago." ”

"Don't worry, no one will rob your chicken legs," Zhou Qing looked at the chicken legs that were pulled out of the soup, and felt sick to his stomach, walked to the side and pulled out a chair and sat down, "How early is it?" Then why are you here now? ”

The figure froze, and the beggar's gaze shrank like a frightened little beast, "I don't remember when, that....... It's someone who says that the police can give me money, and if I have money, I can buy food......"

The beggar muttered, and the words that came out were like a child's babbling, Zhou Qing and Qian Hao glanced at each other, and they knew in their hearts, presumably passers-by saw that he had these things and gave him some suggestions.

"Did you find any special people near that trash can?" Zhou Qing unceremoniously interrupted the beggar's self-talk, and the beggar was stunned again, obviously not reacting, and said after a while: "Special? ”

"It's people who behave strangely." Qian Hao looked at the sky speechlessly, he finally had a witness, why was he still a fool?

"The owner of the steamed bun shop-" The beggar's emotions became excited, Zhou Qing was happy in his heart, and stared at him hopefully, "He used to give me steamed buns to eat, but now he doesn't give them to me." ”

"I-" clenched his fists, and Zhou Qing finally swallowed the remaining half of the sentence "you Made" into his stomach, he was really dizzy to hope for a fool.

"Go to the conference room and call Lin Sunset over." After a moment of silence, Zhou Qing scratched her head irritably, and said to Qian Hao, she is a professional, and she may be able to ask something from this beggar's mouth.

Qian Hao left in a hurry, and after a while, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, the door was opened, and looking at Xiao Ning's pale face beside Lin Xiyang, Zhou Qing's breath was stagnant.

Because of the presence of outsiders - although this outsider is a fool, Zhou Qing did not pull down his face directly, but simply explained what had happened, and finally said, "You ask again." ”

As Zhou Qing expected, the same conversation was repeated, Lin Xiyang shook his head helplessly, got up and leaned over Zhou Qing and said, "He didn't lie." ”

The beggar began to nibble on the chicken leg again, Zhou Qing's heart moved, pulled Lin Xiyang aside, and said in a low voice: "You negotiate for a while, but don't look at the beggar in the process, pay attention to Xiao Ning." ”

Lin Xiyang raised his head in astonishment, this old fox.