I have to admit that in terms of bickering, my talent is definitely not as strong as his, and I basically lose every time. The best thing to do is to ignore it, or change the subject like at this moment: "Eh, did you see that Wu Yan was not murdered as soon as you came up?" ”

He gave a bored look: "The problem that even you, the elm head, can find stumped me?" I couldn't help but be stunned, and without giving me a chance to speak, he added: "A person who falls a meter in front of the wall on the ground floor, facing up on his back, and holding the girl in his arms, can only be a situation: his feet hang out of the balcony, his body leans forward slightly, and he deviates at a slight angle when falling." If a person is pushed down from a balcony, then the body is mostly leaning back, the distance from the building wall is one and a half to two meters, and the body falls to the ground at a slight angle of 60 degrees, and the left or right side of the bone is shattered, so that the ground has a clear lateral deep depression. ”

I can only describe it as astonished, can the two ways of falling from a building really be so accurate? That night, I watched him appear at the place where Wu Yan fell from the building, but in fact, he was just going to observe this, and then the answer was already in his heart at that time?

"Since you've found out, why don't you tell it?"

"I've already said it."

"When did you say that?" When asked, I realized that he had indeed said it earlier, and in the conference room he listed two people who were not murderers but were at the scene, and did not make a psychological portrait of the real murderer. At that time, everyone except him was probably only regarded as a murderer, but they didn't know that there was no real murderer at all, everything was just Wu Yan's self-directed and self-acting, or a double scene manipulated by Du Xiangyuan and him.

No one could have imagined that there were so many secrets hidden behind it.

I looked at him and asked the question I'd been asking for a long time: "How did your head grow?" How can you even know the angle of the way you fall from a building so precisely? Gao Cheng glanced at me, "I want to ask you this question too, did you fail physics class in school?" A simple free-fall motion and a spatial distance calculation can't be done? ”

"......" felt that he was purely looking for black, and volunteered for his amusement.

But seeing his eyebrows, he frowned and said, "But there is one thing that seems to be unanswered." ”

"What's the matter?"

Listen to him spit out two words: "Roots." ”

After being stunned, he immediately realized that he was referring to the accident that caused Wu Yan, Yu Xiuping and Du Xiangyuan to get the "psychogenic mental disorder". Looking back at the police station behind him, he speculated, "It should be able to be interrogated." ”

Gao Cheng shook his head: "He won't say it." When a thing sinks to the bottom and has become a demon, it becomes an eternal secret. ”

I don't agree with it, I think: "As long as things exist, there will be an entry point, and no matter how deep the secret is, it can be dug up." "Aren't Wu Yan and Du Xiangyuan the best examples?" Believe the police, Zhang Ji and they will definitely be able to make him speak. "The deterrent power of Zhang Jina, the captain of the cold-faced criminal police, is still obvious to all.

And Gao Cheng sneered.

Two days later, I received a call from Xu Jianglun, thinking that he was telling me about the case, but I didn't think that it would be a sentence: "Xia Zhu, Du Xiangyuan is dead." ”

After waiting for the phone to be closed, he was in a state of uneasiness, and when he opened the bedroom door, he saw that Gao Cheng was still reading quietly in the living room, as if he was very interested in books. And after he entered my room, he looked through almost all the books in my collection, and now he has in his hand the script of the stage play I made this time. <