The box was quiet, everyone looked in the direction that Fengchen was pointing, Zhao Junxing was also a little sluggish, he didn't expect the other party to identify himself so quickly, he slapped his hands on the table, got up and roared: "Where are you the kid who got out, don't talk nonsense with me here." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info You say I'm a murderer? You can go and investigate the surveillance video of the restaurant, I haven't been close to Qingya since I entered this restaurant, how do you say I should be poisoned? ”

"Oh~, so that's the case, the reason why you chose this restaurant is because of the surveillance camera!" Fengchen muttered as if he had come to his senses.

Zhao Junxing's face twitched: "What nonsense are you talking about?" I'm the ...... who came to this restaurant because of Ai Qingya, don't talk about the topic, tell me how I was poisoned, if you can't tell you, just wait for the defendant, hum! ”

"Your poison is outside the restaurant", and the wind and dust are not afraid.

"That's your reasoning? That's good, you're a first-year IQ, right? Haha~, if the poison is contaminated outside, then why is there no poison on the tableware she uses? The man scoffed.

Fengchen was indifferent and continued: "Are you trying to say that the poison was stained in the toilet? ”

Zhao Junxing didn't speak, but the sarcastic look already indicated that he thought so.

"Heh, you're right, the poison on the deceased's hands was contaminated in the toilet", Fengchen sat opposite Zhao Junxing, and his voice changed sharply: "However, this does not mean that the poison is applied to the toilet, for example, it is applied to a certain place on the deceased's body, and the deceased has to touch the place to go to the toilet, for example...... applied to the belt around the waist of the deceased".

After listening to Fengchen's words, Zhao Junxing showed a fluke look, sat down with his hands on his chest, stared at Fengchen on the opposite side and said disdainfully: "Cut, since you think it's on the belt, then you can check!" ”

All of Zhao Junxing's demeanor fell in Fengchen's eyes: "Oh? It seems that the poison is not applied to the belt, so where will it be applied? Hmm~, by the way, how about applying it to your hair? ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Junxing, who was about to eat fruit to relieve his mood, paused for two seconds, and then continued to eat the fruit, pretending not to care and said: "I said it, if you think it is poisonous, go and investigate!" ”

"No need to check, the poison is applied to the hair of the deceased, and the evidence is on you", Feng Chen said categorically.

"That's enough, stinky boy, that group of police has already searched my body just now, have you found any evidence? If you don't believe it, you can search it again", Zhao Junxing stood up again, stretched out his arms, and signaled, 'You can search as you like, I'm not afraid'.

"I really don't know what to say about your acting skills. said that you are very good at acting, but with your series of abnormal words and body movements, the police listed you as the biggest suspect! I want to say that you can't act, but you managed to deceive me.

That's right, when I first asked to search you, your indifferent expression successfully deceived me; At that time, I thought that you had no evidence on you, but hid the evidence in the toilet, but I searched all the toilets, but I still didn't find anything suspicious, but fortunately, Xiaoying's words reminded me - hair. Speaking of this, Fengchen paused, poured a glass of water, and drank it with a grunt.

Meng Ying, who was standing on the side, realized why Fengchen asked that kind of question just now, and she was a little excited, because this was the inspiration she gave to Fengchen.

After drinking a glass of water in one go, he continued to say to Zhao Junxing: "I think things are probably like this. Outside the restaurant, you apply poison to the deceased's hair, and the cyanide clings to the deceased's hair like a lump of mud, probably the size of a grain of rice, otherwise the deceased would not have found out.

After that, you and the deceased went their separate ways to Xingluo's restaurant. Until 13:40, the deceased went to the toilet; After going to the toilet, while looking in the mirror at the sink, the deceased crushed the toxic mud mass on his hair, which caused the deceased's hands to be stained with chloride.

The deceased held the handle at the inside end of the toilet, opened the door, and walked out, while someone was about to come out from behind, so the deceased did not touch the handle outside.

When the deceased returned to his position, he grabbed the hamburger on the table with his hand and ate it, and died of poison after a while."

"Hmph, it's just your speculation, what about the evidence? If you think this kid is reasonable, you can go and check whether Qingya's hair is poisonous", Zhao Junxing cocked Erlang's legs.

"The proof is in you. What is the occupation of the deceased? Fengchen prompted.

Ding Kui was the first person to understand the dust: "I see, the deceased was a barber, and he saw that there were stains on his hair, so he cut off the clump of hair. Because the deceased was a person with barbering skills, even after cutting it, others would not be able to tell that it had been cut. The evidence is silently hidden, and you rush into the toilet to collect the handful of hair cut by the deceased in the trash can! ”

"Nonsense, if she hadn't cut off her hair with the green substance, this little trick would be completely useless. You also said that after she cut her hair, others couldn't see it, so how do I know if she cut it or not. What if she doesn't look at her hair? The man threw out a lot of reasonable questions, and said it rightly.

"Isn't that easy? You probably said something to the deceased before he went to the toilet, 'Your hair is a little wrong'. As for how you know if the deceased's hair was cut or not, this one is simpler, what if the mud that adheres to the deceased's hair is the kind of pigment that will take on a bright color when crushed?

You said...... What about green? Red, yellow, and white hair is already used in the crowd, and you are afraid that the deceased will not take it seriously and not cut the hair that is stained with poison. So you chose to use green paint, and it's easy to hide in your hair, I don't know if I'm right, Mr. Zhao", Feng Chen explained slowly.

When Zhao Junxing was halfway through the wind and dust, he knew that he had planted it today. Sitting on the sofa decadently, his mood was surprisingly calm, returning to his original gentle and polite demeanor, and said with a wry smile: "What if there is not a hamburger on the table at that time?" ”

Fengchen shook his head: "No, everything is under your control, so that kind of situation will not occur, the hamburger on the table is specially prepared by you!" Is it possible to plead guilty now? ”

"Hehe", Zhao Junxing chuckled, took off the rubber ring that tied his hair, and the hair instantly spread out, and a handful of green hair fell to the ground from his long hair, telling the conclusion of the case.

At this time, Luo Wenpage walked in and whispered in Fengchen's ear. After listening, Fengchen got up and asked Zhao Junxing with a sad expression: "I want to know why you killed someone?" Do you know what that suicide note is about? ”

"Who knows what crazy the woman is and what suicide note she writes. I knew there was a suicide note, so why did I bother so much.

That woman deserves to die, it was because of her that I let me kill my friend Li Bowen with my own hands. Haha~, she also helped me make an alibi, didn't she just want to threaten me, so I wouldn't let her get her wish", Zhao Junxing's eyes widened and he grinned.

This was unexpected: "You killed Li Bowen?" Do you want to know what that suicide note is all about? If you want to know, just tell me why you killed Li Bowen. ”

Zhao Junxing clenched his fists and struggled in his heart. A minute later, he slipped off the couch and fell to his knees, he wanted to know the origin of the suicide note, because he really liked Wen Qingya.