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Yang Yize's car turned off and drove back in the direction of the villa. Yang Yize and I chatted about the case along the way, and Yang Yize said: "I still think that your painting analysis is reliable, and you can find the key point every time." ”

I smiled, "Not necessarily. After all, the analysis of painting is only psychological analysis. This case, with evidence and murder weapons, should be quite easy, right? ”

Yang Yize shook his head: "It's not easy at all. Although gunpowder was found in the fragments of the bathtub, the detonator could not be found, and it is still not clear how the bathtub exploded after the QR code activated the device. ”

I didn't understand, "What do you mean?" ”

Yang Yize said succinctly: "That is to say, except for a little trace of gunpowder, no other bomb residue was found." Now it's up to the blasting experts to study, and I don't know when the results will come out. I heard that the experts were scratching their heads and couldn't find the fragments of the bomb. That's why I say, it's better for you to analyze the painting quickly. ”

After a few minutes of driving, there was a policeman on duty outside the villa who didn't leave, and when he saw us going back, he greeted Yang Yize: "Brother Yang, why are you back again?" ”

"Fetch something." Yang Yize replied, as if he suddenly remembered something, "By the way, your group is responsible for the shooting case, right?" Saying that, the two of them walked together and talked about another case. I waited, and after five or six minutes, the more I talked, the more excited I became.

I had no choice but to say to Yang Yize: "You guys chat, I'll go in and look for it first." "Save me from wasting time on the sidelines.

Yang Yize looked at the lights in the villa and said, "Okay." Something shouts. ”

I walked into the villa, and on the first floor I walked around every house I had walked through, but I didn't find my phone. It looks like it was lost on the second floor. I glanced at Yang Yize, who was still outside the door, a little entangled. The bathroom where the murder happened was on the second floor, and I was still a little hairy in my heart, but if I called Yang Yize back because I was afraid, I felt a little embarrassed. Forget it, I gritted my teeth and walked to the second floor.

The lights are also on in the hallway on the second floor, the bathroom is on the left, and the house I've been to is on the right. I walked to the first room on the right, and sure enough, my phone was left here. It seemed to be a study, but the bookcase had just been placed and it was empty.

I walked out of the room, bowed my head and prepared to go downstairs, but under the light, I suddenly found two shadows under my feet. I was so frightened that I was about to shout "ah", but a hand covered me from behind, and a familiar voice said: "Don't make noise." ”

My heart that was beating so suddenly that it almost jumped out finally returned to its place, the hand behind me was released, I gasped a few times, turned my head to look at Lu Zenghan, who was as pale and thin as ever, and the reunion after a long absence was like a world away, I looked at him for a long time before I asked in a low voice: "Why are you here?" ”

"I'll come back and get something." Lu Zenghan's expression was not unnatural, I couldn't see the sadness in his eyes, but I just looked at my gaze with a bit of confusion, mixed with a hint of light.

I twitched the corners of my mouth: "Since you came back to get something, why don't you be honest and bright, and sneak around?" ”

"What do you say?" Lu Zenghan raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the outside of the villa, and drew an arc on his lips, "It's still so stupid." ”

I know that the police have sealed off the scene of the crime, and he can't get in if he is open. But the police couldn't stop him at all. He himself said that the rules are for honest people, and for him, there are no rules.

It's just that the word "stupid", half intimacy, half funny, I can't tell the truth from the fake, and I don't want to distinguish it. I smiled and reminded him, "But you have to be careful, don't destroy the scene and get in the way of the police solving the case." ”

"I want to know who the killer is more than they do." Lu Zenghan glanced at me, "Based on the current situation at the scene, expect them to solve the case?" Lu Zenghan sneered.

"Have you made a discovery?" I looked at him puzzled.

Lu Zenghan looked at me and said, "I just went to the bathroom to take a look, and the bursting bathtub can't be accidentally cracked due to thermal expansion and cold contraction, and if it is accidentally cracked, it won't be so lethal." But if there is a bomb and there is no detonator remaining, it is enough for the police to have a headache for a while. ”

What he said coincided with what Yang Yize said, and I couldn't help asking, "What's going on then?" ”

Lu Zenghan frowned slightly, and replied: "It should be a kind of self-destruction fragmentation technology, the bathtub is made with specific explosives, when the explosives are detonated, according to the order and strength of the explosives, the broken bathtub ceramic pieces fly according to a certain orbit and height, and become a sharp killing weapon, that is to say, the ceramic fragments of the bathtub are the real weapons." ”

"That is, there is no need for a detonator at all, the entire bathtub is a huge bomb body?" I pondered Lu Zenghan's words, and after pondering for a long time, I finally understood what he meant, not that the bomb blew up the bathtub, but that the bathtub itself was a custom-made bomb, the so-called self-destructing fragment.

"You're smart." Lu Zenghan nodded, with a hint of approval in his eyebrows, "From the size and trajectory of the broken bathtub fragments, the original blasting design can be inferred. ”

"Is this technique difficult?" I asked, "Is there anyone in the country who can do it?" ”

Lu Zenghan thought for a while and shook his head: "I can't do it." It's not done domestically. The murderer is very cunning, this kind of technology, if the police are not for the sake of that bit of gunpowder residue is more true, the verdict is an accidental explosion. ”

Mei Zijun said that the bathtub was a parallel import, and it seems that this giant bomb was customized from abroad and shipped through improper channels. I raised my eyes and looked at Lu Zenghan carefully, his expression was firm, clear, and calm, but there was no sadness, chagrin and other emotions he should have. I looked at him and sighed: "I don't know how to comfort you, maybe, you don't need to comfort either." ”

Lu Zenghan was stunned for a moment, my words reminded him that the deceased was his wife who was about to pass through the door, and there was a trace of regret in his eyebrows, and then he quickly disappeared, and said lightly: "It's already like this, I can only change and find the murderer as soon as possible." ”

He didn't even need to mourn the change, he only said "change", maybe he didn't even mourn? I couldn't guess his thoughts, so I said softly, "Are you looking for the murderer for Xia Mengci?" "Is he for Xia Mengci or for himself? I asked this and regretted it a little, I was always so sentimental and asked childish questions that were out of place.

Sure enough, he didn't answer directly, just hooked his lips and said, "What do you say?" This is his usual phrase, sometimes to laugh at my stupidity, sometimes to avoid the problem. This time, I think it's the latter.

I didn't continue to ask, and said lightly to him: "Then you continue to check, beware of being discovered by the police, you won't be able to speak clearly." Don't be like last time on Nam Ki Island. ”

After saying that, I was about to leave, Lu Zenghan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously called out my name: "Ke Qiao!" ”

I turned around, and there was a hint of longing and reluctance in his eyes after a long absence, but he returned to normal in an instant, and said to me softly: "It's nothing, if you have found anything here, if it is convenient, you can tell me." ”

"It's up to the white team to ask for it." I was about to leave, but as soon as I moved my steps, I suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked him, "Who are you?" ”

"Who am I?" Lu Zenghan played with taste, "After following Han Muzhi for a few days, I don't even know who I am?" When he said this, his eyes were shattered with pain and panicked banter.

I was so hurt a few times by what he said, I bit my lip and said, "Why do you know this?" Since the self-destruction fragmentation technology is so special, you can understand that it is no accident. ”

"It's no accident." A mocking sneer spread on Lu Zenghan's lips, "Because I go out with my brain every day." As he spoke, he turned and walked inside.

"Lu-" I shouted softly, but the words came out and retracted, what can I do if I call him? In this situation, he and I can't catch up. I was ruthless, turned and walked down the stairs one step at a time, one step at a time.

Yang Yize was still chatting downstairs, and when he saw me come out, he smiled and said, "Teacher Xin found it so quickly?" ”

I twitch the corners of my mouth, fast? It's been almost twenty minutes, and it's almost there. I handed him my phone: "Let's go." ”

After walking a few steps, I turned my head and looked at the villa under the lights again, and there was no figure. It was the wedding room of Lu Zenghan and Xia Mengci, luxurious and high-end, but there was no trace of warmth. Here women die unexpectedly, and here men linger coldly. In this life, how can people live without being so cold? I can't think of an answer.

The encounter with Lu Zenghan made my heart roll again. I know it's not right, but emotions are always so hard to control. I told myself again and again that I had made an agreement with Han Muzhi, and I had a commitment, and I was responsible.

However, looking at the photos painted in Xia Mengci's home, I couldn't help but see Lu Zenghan's figure again and again, and I was stunned again and again.

Yingying slapped me from behind: "But Sister Qiao, why have you been staring at the photos in a daze lately?" ”

I typed out the painting that Yang Yize photographed and enlarged it a little, which made it more convenient and conspicuous to look at. Yingying also looked at the painting by the way, and said with a smile: "It's still Qinghe's painting?" Eh, by the way, but Sister Qiao, you analyzed that she was gay that day, is it really fake? Or did you deliberately say that to her off? ”

I smiled a little embarrassedly: "Painting analysis is an independent discipline, the result of the accumulation of many experts. For example, Painter Analysis (DAP) and Fang Shuren (HTP) have all scholars who have studied a set of rules, such as what psychology the size, position, lines, and colors of the painting represent. But there is actually no professional analysis of chickens, and I followed the routine of the analyst that day and moved it to the chicken she painted, which may not be accurate. ”

"Ahh Yingying was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "But Sister Qiao, you are so bad, looking at what you said so seriously, I thought she was really a homosexual." However, people and chickens are almost the same, and there is nothing wrong with analyzing people's sets on chickens. ”

Yingying's words reminded me. I looked at the painting left by Xia Mengci again, and the more I looked at it, the more strange I felt.