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She also told the truth and told her about asking Xie Jinan to come out to meet. And then he told everything that happened after the meeting:

After she and Xie Jinan met, they sat on the stone platform together and chatted, and there was a quarrel between them, so she couldn't bear it and left, and Xie Jinan chased after her.

On the way, she twisted her foot, so Xie Jinan helped her back to the apartment to rest. In the middle of this, they had a quarrel again, so she stopped at the bottom of the apartment building and asked Xie Jinan to let her go, but Xie Jinan didn't listen, and at the moment of the two disputes, a refrigerator fell from the upper floor.

almost caused 'one box and two lives', if it weren't for Xie Jin'an pushing her at a critical moment, maybe she wouldn't be standing here intact.

In the end, it was Mengying's turn to narrate, but what should be said was finished by Fengchen and Hua Linlang, and she had nothing to say, so she said directly: "What I see is the same as them."

After Yang Guohua listened, the five fingers of his right hand tapped on the tabletop, knocking out a rhythmic rhythm: "Based on your sightings, the owner of this room is the most suspicious......"

He was about to ask his men to go down to find out who the owner of this house was, when he heard Hua Linlang say, "I am the owner of this house."

"What?" Yang Guohua was choked up, and asked again in disbelief: "You are the owner of this house?"

"Yes"

Yang Guohua sat down distractedly, and said to himself extremely unwillingly: "Damn, the clue is broken again, there is no suspect, how can I investigate?"

"I wonder what this officer is called?" Fengchen asked

"What are you doing", Yang Guohua was extremely unhappy at this time

"I think I can help you solve this case, as long as the police officer cooperates with me......"

Before Fengchen finished speaking, Yang Guohua refused: "Don't even think about it, young people nowadays love to be in the limelight, and college students want to be detectives, this is a dream."

A mocking remark choked Fengchen and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. And Yang Guohua felt much better, and continued to ask: "Did you see anything when you came upstairs?"

Fengchen shook his head and said: "I didn't see it, except for the refrigerator, there is no trace of being turned over or warped anywhere in this room, and there is a puddle of water stains by the windowsill, according to my inference, it is probably the murderer who moved the refrigerator to the window, waiting for Miss Hua to pass by the window, the ice in the refrigerator melted and dripped water." The big question now is how the killer got into this room, and ......"

"Okay, did I tell you so much nonsense?" Yang Guohua impatiently stopped Fengchen's reasoning, when does the police need an outsider to guide!?

Hmm~ Not true. He suddenly remembered the loophole in what Fengchen said just now, and hurriedly asked, "You just said that the murderer was waiting for Miss Hua?" Why is that? ”

Fengchen looked at Hua Linlang and saw Hua Linlang nodding. He said solemnly: "Actually, there is something that may be related to this murder, and the thing is like this......"

Subsequently, Fengchen told everything he had experienced in the past three days, including the strange things that Hua Linlang had encountered three days ago.

After listening to this, Yang Guohua spent more than a minute sorting out the information he received, and then asked, "What you said is true?"

"There is no half-truth"

"Nonsense, if you don't call the police in such a serious matter, forget it, and take two students on an adventure together, I really don't know what you think", Yang Guohua's first reaction was to question Hua Linlang

"I didn't know at the time that things would develop so seriously," Hua Linlang also said with extreme self-reproach

Seeing this situation, Yang Guohua couldn't say anything anymore, although he was irritable, but his temperament was very soft. This can be seen from his first reaction of 'being afraid of the safety of the two of them, rather than caring about the facts of the case'.

He asked in a deep voice, "So, was that shooting yesterday evening directed at you?"

Most of the time it was Fengchen who spoke: "Well, yes, a total of three shots were fired".

"You're really messing around, if there was a case yesterday, would you be worthy of your parents who gave you life?" Yang Guohua couldn't help but reprimand the three of them again, and then said: "According to what you say, the target of the murderer this time was Hua Linlang, but he killed Xie Jinan by mistake, and he really died unjustly." Now there is a direction of investigation, and the murderer must be the guy who calls himself the 'Grim Reaper'. ”

"Well, although I am not sure, the probability is as high as more than 80 percent", Feng Chen listed the suspicion of the 'Grim Reaper' with data.

"I will immediately send someone to investigate the identity of the 'Grim Reaper', Ms. Hua, please also think carefully about who is the most suspicious", Yang Guohua instructed Hua Linlang while making a phone call.

"That...... Officer, I would like to ask what kind of gun was yesterday? Although he knew that Yang Guohua's chances of answering were very small, he still couldn't help but ask

Sure enough, Yang Guohua avoided this question: "You are a little child, why do you ask so much?" Give me a little bit of peace. ”

Hearing Fengchen's question, Meng Ying suddenly said, "Do you remember what that gun looks like?"

"Remember, what's wrong?" Feng Chen replied puzzled

"Leave it alone, tell me about the appearance and characteristics of that gun", Meng Ying didn't want to explain too much

"The shot is...... A black gun"

Meng Ying nodded: "What else?"

"None"

Mengying: "......"

"By the way, the caliber of that gun is about 1.5cm, and the gun body and iron railing have big abrasion marks," Fengchen said

Meng Ying pondered for a while and gave an answer: "What you said should be a modified rifle, because it has a lot of aftermath, so it needs to be tied to the railing, and the abrasion marks are also caused by the aftermath."

"Little girl, you know a lot", Yang Guohua just hung up the phone when he heard Meng Ying's inference. And Meng Ying was right, which surprised him, and stared at Meng Ying with a pair of meaningful eyes and asked, "You shouldn't be involved in gun management, right?"

"No," Meng Ying explained, "I've been living abroad before, so I've also been exposed to guns."

"That's the case", Yang Guohua retracted his gaze, pinched his chin and said: "This foreigner is too, gun management is too relaxed, staying in a country where every household has guns, how can people rest assured, at least I won't go to that kind of place."

After complaining, he asked, "What's the deal with the fireplace?"

Of course, this kind of problem has to be dealt with by the owner of the house, Hua Linlang said: "It is the fireplace that every house in the apartment has, and there is a large public suction chimney in the wall next to it, so that the soot from the fireplace can pass through."

"The method of coming in through the chimney can be denied, the top floor is 28 stories high from here, and it is impossible for the murderer to come in there," Yang Guohua said to himself

"It couldn't have come in through the chimney, and when I came in, the fireplace was still burning. But there must have been people in this room, and the only thing that has changed in the room is the high table placed by the window, which was probably used by the murderer to support the refrigerator while waiting, so the murderer's method of coming in is still ......"

"You shut up for me, the police do things, you don't talk too much as an outsider, just stay there honestly", Yang Guohua stopped Fengchen's reasoning again, it seems that not every police officer is the same as Ding Kui, accepting help from external forces.

After that, Fengchen sat obediently and honestly, and he already had no idea of persuading Yang Guohua not to report...... This old-fashioned old stubbornness