Chapter 27: Hitchhiking to Kill

"How is that possible?" Zhou Qing couldn't help but sneer, his deep eyebrows and eyes were full of mockery, "Xiao Ning, I'm afraid you've watched too many reasoning movies?" Do you know what hitchhiking kills are? Now it is Wang Yuqing who is being arrested! ”

Hitchhiking murder is a word that often appears in case handling or mystery novels. After a serial killer kills someone, others imitate the killer's behavior and imitate the killing, creating a misconception that all the dead died from the serial killer.

Although it is often said that there is no perfect crime, and all crimes in the world have traces, hitchhiking and killing people can often reach a very high degree of "perfect crime", because this way invisibly produces a substitute ghost, so that the three elements of the case can be complete, such as "police", "murderer", and "deceased".

It's just that in Zhou Qing's eyes, the current case is definitely not a hitchhiker murder, otherwise, how could Wang Yuqing be arrested?

Xiao Ning's gaze hadn't taken off Wang Yuqing's eyes yet, and he asked softly, "Is Officer Qian back?" ”

The sound of tapping and tapping footsteps sounded in the quiet corridor, and Qian Hao pushed open the door, full of fine beads of sweat.

"The results of the investigation are in!"

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"So Wang Yuqing just has a grudge against You Zhenghao? He doesn't even know Zhang Ziming at all? Zhou Qing had a cold face, and his eyes involuntarily glanced at Xiao Ning, could it be that he really let him say it right?

Qian Hao didn't do anything else, but to investigate the relationship between Wang Yuqing and You Zhenghao. According to the colleagues of the two, Wang Yuqing is You Zhenghao's apprentice, although he killed the apprentice, but You Zhenghao relied on his rich experience, relying on the old and selling the old, in addition to the usual dirty work and tiring work to Wang Yuqing, he would also scold and preach to him when he had nothing to do.

"How so?" Zhou Qing's temples were painful, and he communicated with the traffic department overnight last night, his eyelids did not close, and his spirit was a little trance.

The lights in the monitoring room were dim, Xiao Ning's face became more and more pale, and he said expressionlessly: "In speculative novels, the hitchhiker side is in an advantage, but there is another situation, when the real murderer has a much higher IQ than the hitchhiker and is more cautious, the hitchhiker is in a passive position. ”

The clock on the wall turned its hands minute by minute, Zhou Qing's heart was pounding wildly, and his hands and feet were a little cold.

As Xiao Ning said, when people with extremely high IQ have evil thoughts, it will bring a disaster that is many times more terrible than ordinary people. But in today's society, there are fewer and fewer people who kill people with passion, distorted values breed under the cruel reality, and murderers with high IQs emerge in an endless stream.

If this kid wants to kill someone, will they be able to detect it? The one in Xiao Ning's resume suddenly popped up in his mind, and Zhou Qing shuddered.

Walking into the interrogation room again, Zhou Qing's purpose was completely different from the last time, he gently moved the chair away and sat down, his gaze was not as cold and forceful as Fang Cai.

"Wang Yuqing, you killed Zhang Ziming, right?" Zhou Qing decided to break Wang Yuqing's own psychological defense line first.

Wang Yuqing nodded dejectedly, stretched out his rough hands and wiped them on his dark face, and his hoarse voice sounded: "I had already guessed that there would be this day, to be honest, I also regret it, should I not waste my good youth for a scumbag, I, I am still young." ”

Whether it was Zhou Qing or everyone in the monitoring room, they fell silent, and many murderers just forgot about this point before they embarked on the road of no turning back.

"Because You Zhenghao usually blindly supports and scolds you, you kill him, is it worth it?" Zhou Qing's throat was a little itchy.

"No, it's not!" Wang Yuqing's emotions became agitated in an instant, he raised his head and stared at his bloodshot eyes, "I killed him because of his words, Mr. Officer, you have investigated, right?" You should know, I said that I want to work hard to earn money to marry a daughter-in-law, he said that my salary in this city can't even afford a bathroom, I said then I won't marry a daughter-in-law, and he said that in this society, young people have become neurotic, unfilial piety, and no queen is the greatest......"

As he spoke, big tears poured out of Wang Yuqing's eyes, he covered his face and choked up: "He keeps talking, keeps saying all kinds of things that hit me, I know, you must not understand, but I can't stand it, I really can't stand it." ”

opened his mouth, Xiao Li in the interrogation room looked at Wang Yuqing's figure fixedly, and said in a daze: "I can understand, how can I not understand?" ”

And Lin Xiyang, who was silent on the side, also had a complicated look in his eyes, Wang Yuqing's situation was the subject of her college dissertation research - "On the Influence of Mental Pressure of Elders", the paper did not receive attention at that time, but with the drive of the giant wheel of the times, she clearly felt that this situation was becoming more and more serious.

At least 90 percent of young people in the 21st century are suffering from countless mental pressures from parents, teachers, seniors, etc., not to mention that most of these young people are only children.

Disturbedly touching his chin with the tip of his index finger and scratching his itchy head, Zhou Qing had nothing to say for a while, and the picture of the past meeting appeared in his mind for a moment, and he remembered his long sermon.

It's just a complaint, a way to relieve work pressure, and it has nothing to do with the preaching itself, after realizing this, Zhou Qing's throat tightened a little.

I have to continue to ask, the serial murder case has not been solved yet. Taking a deep breath, the temperature of his brain was lowered by the cold late autumn breath, and he said: "According to the surveillance display, you came to You Zhenghao's room at about twelve o'clock in the evening, and then anesthetized it with **, and then cut it all over, causing it to bleed to death. ”

After Wang Yuqing cried, his mood was obviously much better, and he nodded lightly.

"There is a question in it, why did you finally take out the cloth ball that was stuffed in You Zhenghao's mouth? Is it a miscalculation of the anesthetic time limit of **? Zhou Qing's gaze returned to its usual sharpness.

"No, it's not," Wang Yuqing shook his head again and again, "I, I regret it, but I don't dare to call the police directly, so I want to take out the cloth ball and wait for him to call for help." ”

Lin Xiyang looked at Xiao Ning, who was silent, his expression was serious, and his whole person looked like an old monk in a fixed place.

Going around and around, the whole case once again returned to the original starting point, and the shocked and dazed voice of forensic doctor Zhang Yu sounded in everyone's hearts - "Why didn't he call for help?" ”