Chapter 170: Mystery Fiction Writer (2)
"Captain Lin, Captain Lin, do you have something to do with me?"
"You know me?" Lin Ying asked in surprise.
"What I wrote about was the crime in Weiyang City, and all the characters in the public security department knew about it......"
"Okay, it's quite professional - in that case, let's not beat around the bush, I read your post on Weibo, how much do you know about Yuntang Town?"
"This, I heard this in private, and a few people died there before, and it was all an accident at first. But I didn't think there would be so many accidents, so I went around and found a lot of surprises......"
Yan Wei told the eyewitnesses of the ghost in flower clothes that he knew, and talked about the prehistory of the Kui Shengchuan family. Lin Ying listened patiently, and then asked, "Is the person you mentioned in the article the opposite door of the Zhenzhao family?" β
"Lu, Lu Shihui?" Yan asked rhetorically.
"yesβyou know enough that he's the one you're referring to, right?"
"That's right, but the evidence is insufficient, I'm just reasoning, so I can't name names."
"Even if there is sufficient evidence, you can't name names! What if the murderer finds himself exposed, escapes, or kills someone? Or what if you find a clue and don't tell the police, but only break the news on the Internet, and after the murderer learns about it, he destroys the evidence in a targeted manner?
"So sometimes, people will scold us on the Internet, saying that they don't come out in time to publicly clarify or respond to the case. Most of the time, we really can't respond.
"Because investigation is a science, is the police and criminals battle wits and courage process, who has a large amount of information, who occupies the initiative, our investigation is like this, as much as possible to collect and grasp the criminal behavior and criminals of the information, as little as possible to let criminals understand the cards in our hands. Otherwise, the criminal has as many cards as you have, or even more than you, how can you catch him sooner? β
"I understand, comrade officer, I won't trouble you again." The author of the reasoning said sincerely.
"Understand each other, right? Is there anything else you know? β
"I've written it all in the article......"
"One more question, what is your relationship with Yan Zhu?"
"Huh?! Words? He's one of my cousinsβI didn't hear from him! The relationship between the two of us is quite bad, especially bad, extremely bad. He is very shameless, as a police consultant, he always comes to me to rub clues. Let's just say it directly, he and I are incompatible, incompatible, and incompatible......"
Lin Ying and Xiao Yu wanted to leave, but they didn't expect that this guy might have been at home for too long, so he pulled the two of them to vomit bitterness and scolded the stump to the bottom. The two of them finally got rid of this Tang monk's mouth, and hurriedly ran downstairs.
"He and Teacher Yan are not cousins, why is the relationship like this." Xiao Yu rubbed his temples and said.
"Probably because he was jealous that Mr. Yan was always messing around with women, and he could only stay in the house and get moldy." Lin Ying shook her head and said, "Hurry up and drive, we have to go to Lu Shihui's house!" β
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On the way to Yuntang Town, Lin Ying kept frowning, as if she was thinking about something.
"Boss, why are you so sad, don't you see the truth about it?"
"I'm recalling a man his cousin mentioned, a witness to a man in a fancy suit. Do you remember what Mr. Shen said? In fact, if the murderer could conceal it, he would not have created a trick to hide his eyes. Because if there is no guise of haunting, those three people are more like accidental deaths. β
"In other words, the murderer may have been forced to create the Ghost of the Flower Clothes, right?"
That's what she meant. And it's not ancient times, even if ordinary people believe in gods and ghosts, the police won't believe it. Lin Ying said with a frown.
"Moreover, according to the information I heard from that Yan Wei, the time when Lu Shihui saw the ghost in flower clothes was around the time of Luo Laosong's crime, and the location was at the mouth of their alley - whether it is time or place, it doesn't sound like a real murderer."
Xiao Yu snorted and laughed: "Team Lin, is the real murderer still look like?" β
"Of course there is, you've only seen a few real murderers, little girls."
"I've seen a lot of it, and when I went to school, the big bathhouse was full of real breasts."
Lin Ying rolled her eyes and said, "You have a bad taste, right?" Why do you think about that little thing in the bathhouse every day! It's here! Stop at the corner of the street and let's walk over! β
Xiao Yu pulled over and parked the car. Lin Ying took her one after the other and walked towards the alley.
Lin Ying was still wandering at the mouth of the alley for a while, looked east and west, and said, "The place where Lu Shihui claims to be a ghost, should be here, right?" β
"Yes, Zhenzhao and Lu Shihui are opposite the door, both of them are at the end of the alley, and the other end is the Chuanyun Canal, so when it comes to the other end of the alley, it should be called the entrance of the village, not the mouth of the alley."
"Got smarter."
"Don't look at who I'm following - how much I love my job, work makes me happy!"
"Okay, don't be poor, hurry up!" Lin Ying walked into the alley, followed by Xiao Yu. The two of them walked to the door of Lu Shihui's house and found that the courtyard door was not closed tightly, only hidden.
"What's going on?" Lin Ying grunted and pushed the door open and walked into the courtyard, the courtyard was empty, and he could vaguely hear a painful moan from the north room.
"It's broken! Won't it be like Zhen Zhao, who was killed and killed! Xiao Yu blurted out.
"Let's go!" Lin Ying rushed towards the north room with an arrow step, she kicked open the door with a bang and rushed to the back room.
Lu Shihui was lying on the bed wailing, and as soon as he saw Lin Ying break in, two lines of tears flowed down.
"Comrade policeman, you're here! I was almost killed just now! Two guys broke into my house and tortured me, and I came back after a walk through the ghost gate! β
"Two guys? Who? β
"You know each other, too! Just those two people, they first claimed to have bought insurance, and the opposite yard that they went with you yesterday was still the door I opened for you! β
"Could it be - Teacher Shen and Teacher Yan?" Xiao Yu said in shock, "However, it seems that you are not injured, what kind of torture, is it an illusion?" β
"Huh?" Lu Shihui sat up with a carp, stretched out his arms and moved his legs, and jumped on the ground twice.
"I was obviously killed by them just now!"
"Okay, there are no external injuries at all, and it doesn't seem to be internal injuries." Xiao Yu shook his head and said, "If you want to say that our captain beat you half to death, I believe it, Teacher Yan and Teacher Shen are thin scholars, and the other is a big-breasted and soft girl, and they can't beat you together." β
"Do you know where they went?"
"Of course I don't know, I was killed just now, have you ever seen a dead person have a memory?"