Chapter 138 The Chinese Technique Conjecture
Fengchen, who came to the scene of the murder, twisted the handle outside the door, and the lock did not move. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
What Xie Wanjun said was true, the lock handle outside couldn't open the door.
After Luo Wenpage's questioning one by one, Xie Wanjun and the three of them could prove that the door was closed before they arrived.
In addition to the door, there is indeed no passage to enter and exit, and the only key is also in the jacket pocket of Shixing's bedroom. In other words, this is a secret room, and the murderer calmly left after committing murder in this secret room.
Although there is a spare key at door nine, it is stored in the counter safe. But, around 9:30, no one touched the keys.
From the monitoring footage of the counter camera, it is clear when several people have touched the key. At 9:11, Yan Shan took out the key and went to the guest room area.
At 9:40, Yang Fengyun took out the key and also went to the guest room area. When he returned to the counter, he met Xie Wanjun, and the two didn't know what to say, and then Yang Fengyun gave Xie Wanjun the key.
Xie Wanjun took the key and walked outside the clubhouse, and returned to the club a few minutes later. Before they could put back the key, they were stopped by Yang Fengyun, and then the three of them hurried to room nine.
When I walked into the bedroom, I found that Shixing had died in the room. The three immediately called the police, but at this time there was already a crowd of onlookers, and the news spread quickly, attracting wind and dust.
Interrogation deepened.
Yan Shan's face was not good-looking, because she felt that the police were too long-winded and troublesome, and she seemed to be completely unafraid of being suspected of being a murderer, and said, "Didn't I say that I want to pack up my things and run away." Because I always leave work late, I usually stay in room 56 in the guest room area at night. The keys were in trouble with me and left in the room, and I always used the backup key in the safe to open the door. ”
Run..... Luo Wenpage will always be understood as absconding in fear of crime. It's too much trouble, I'd rather use a backup key than carry it with me, how troublesome is that?!
Yang Fengyun said that he only took the key to open the door for a guest who lost the key, and after opening the door, he went back to the hall without doing anything superfluous.
Luo Wenpage found the guest and confronted him, confirming that Yang Fengyun was not lying. But the key I took at 9:40 was only 9:43 after I opened the door for the guest, and I returned to the hall at 9:47 at most. Yang Fengyun didn't return to the hall until 9:51.
I don't know where to go for a few minutes during this period, and Yang Fengyun has always insisted that he is just walking slowly.
Luo Wenye did not pursue the matter, because Shixing's death was determined between 9:25 and 9:35, which was nearly ten minutes different from the 9:40 minutes when Yang Fengyun's whereabouts were unknown.
According to Xie Wanjun's confession, he left the club just to go out for a cigarette and relieve his mood. The reason for taking the key was that he was going to get the poet up at ten o'clock.
"According to police records and evidence in surveillance footage, none of these three people lied, and even if they did, it had little to do with this secret room murder."
Luo Wenpage nodded, lowered his head and said worriedly: "Indeed, the secret room murder method should be unraveled now, otherwise the case will really be closed by suicide."
"Don't worry, I've cracked this secret room technique. I'll give you a practical run. ”
"Okay" Luo Wenpage was overjoyed, and suddenly felt that this voice was a little unfamiliar, looked up, and asked, "Who are you?" How can you enter the scene casually, get out quickly, please don't hinder our police handling the case. ”
"Haha, it doesn't matter if Officer Luo doesn't know me today, as long as we meet in the future, we will often cooperate in the future anyway. I am Zhonghua and a new member of the Wind and Dust Detective Group, please take care of me in the future! Zhonghua enthusiastically put his arm around Luo Wenpage's shoulders and introduced himself with a smile
Luo Wenpage didn't believe it, and made a cold joke: "How much is a pack?"
"I'm not talking about cigarettes, I'm talking about my name. My name is Zhonghua, in fact, I always felt that the head of the person who helped me choose my name was caught in the door. "China is still as disrespectful as ever.
"Officer Luo, he didn't cause you trouble", Fengchen also came to the scene, pulled Zhonghua over, pretended to look at Zhonghua with disgust, and introduced Luo Wenpage: "This is the little guy in charge of chores in my detective group, I have just joined the group for six days, and my name is Guosha."
"Haha, don't listen to the regiment leader's nonsense", Zhonghua patted his chest and said: "I am an important member of the regiment responsible for dredging relations."
Uh, really!? Luo Wenpage was slightly surprised.
"Really, what are you doing here?" Fengchen said with an unhappy face, he didn't want to involve too many people in the organized matter. If he had the ability to come to the club alone, he wouldn't even be able to bring Meng Ying over.
Zhonghua smiled: "I have met Zhu Liang, and he called me over."
"How would he know I was here?"
"It's the president of the Violin Club who asked Zhu Liang to find you, it seems that there is something important to discuss with you. When I first came to the hospital, I didn't see you, and I almost thought that the head of the regiment had been kidnapped. ”
"Discuss something important?" Feng Chen was surprised
Meng Ying turned on the mobile phone, and the silver screen immediately prompted [You have 11 missed calls], and asked: "The president has made 11 calls, do you want to call back?"
Fengchen shook his head: "When this matter is over, I'll go to the school to have a look."
The topic was off-topic, and he looked at China with white eyes and said, "What you said has nothing to do with [knowing where we are]." ”
"I was about to say how to locate your position when you interrupted."
"Don't talk nonsense, talk about it"
"This is all the credit of your mentor and me, from where she learned that you are with a policeman surnamed Luo, so I went to the city bureau to ask Sergeant Ding."
Fengchen was stunned: "He told you?"
"Of course you won't tell me. In the end, I had to tell the sheriff that you were missing, but he still refused, and I said that Sister Ying was missing, so he was willing to tell me where Officer Luo handled the case. ”
"Damn, I'm so worthless", Fengchen pouted unwillingly.
Luo Wenpage asked: "Medium... Zhonghua, you just said that you already know the method of the secret room? ”
"That's right, what can stump me"
"If you want to say it, you have to go home and sleep after you finish your errands", Fengchen said with a yawn, he also heard Zhonghua say that he had cracked the secret room technique, so he came over to take a look.
"The murderer is Yan Shan, in fact, there is no secret room at all from the beginning to the present."
"How?"
At 9:11, Yan Shan opened the door with the backup key, entered the bedroom and put a rope around the neck of the sleeping Shixing, and then put Shixing on the wardrobe and left the room.
After that, as soon as Shixing turned over, he would be strangled by hanging on a rope. ”
Zhonghua put a quilt sheet on the wardrobe with a rope loop, and the other end on the chandelier. I flipped the sheet, and the sheet hung up.
"Officer Luo, let's go find other clues", Fengchen grabbed Luo Wenpage's shoulder and simply turned away, after listening to it for most of the day, I thought I could hear a little useful information, but I didn't expect it to be all nonsense, no wonder Ge Teng would say that China is not suitable to be a detective.
"Hey, what about my reasoning, give me a comment." China hurriedly chased after him.
"It's all loopholes, first of all, the technique you mentioned can indeed hang people, but the feet of the deceased are only ten centimeters from the ground, how to put down a 30-centimeter-high chair? If the murderer really used this technique, he would not have placed a chair at the feet of the deceased. ”
"Maybe the murderer was negligent."
"No way, and the rope around the neck of the deceased was not that long at all. There are no signs of wrist binding. If the deceased's hands were free to move, it should be simple to break free from the rope around the neck. ”