The moment he saw the murder weapon, Cui Guangyuan's pupils suddenly shrank.

Shu Ye saw his reaction in his eyes and said:

"Are you surprised that we have found it hidden so closely?"

"I ...... I don't know what you're talking about......"

"Oh, don't you know?"

Shu Ye smiled, and then said:

"Actually, I was able to find you thanks to this murder weapon. After all, no murderer would hide the murder weapon in the victim's house with such fanfare...... Unless the murderer has a compelling reason, or some habit.

The reason will not be said for the time being, but if you are used to it, it makes sense.

Like you...... I think that when you committed the crime that night, you also wanted to dispose of this murder weapon in the first place. But then, you rejected the idea because you felt it would be too wasteful.

After all, for a miser who even sends something to his parents, he has to calculate that he will go back and bring it back, a hammer, even if it will not be used again in the future, can still be sold for scrap, it should still be possible.

Stingy, stingy, stingy, penetrating into your bones. It's like going to your house that night, and the cigarette butts in your ashtray are all smoked before they are extinguished. Habit makes you make choices that others can't understand. ”

Shu Ye's voice was very calm, and it sounded especially pleasant in the not too large interrogation room.

Cui Guangyuan's face began to turn pale, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

Wang Hui and Bai Rongrong outside the interrogation room were also shocked at this moment.

This girl's ...... What do you have to cut it into?

At this time, Feng Yi in the interrogation room took out a pair of shoes.

"This is found from your house, and the shoe prints match the shoe prints left on the wall of the deceased's house, how can you explain it?"

"I ...... That, that's just a coincidence. I'm not the only one who has these shoes, there are so many of the same styles outside, how can I be sure that they must be this pair? ”

"Do you think your reason is credible?"

Cui Guangyuan moved his lower lip, then lowered his head and said nothing.

Feng Yi's face was different, and he continued: "In addition, the alibi you provided before has been confirmed to be fake. Say, where did you go that night? ”

Cui Guangyuan still didn't speak.

It wasn't until a long time later that Cui Guangyuan seemed to have finally mustered up the courage to raise his head and shouted:

"I didn't kill anyone anyway! All your evidence is fake! Besides, that's my mom and dad, why should I kill them? I'm usually so good to them, you can go and inquire, I'm a filial son! I have been providing for them for so many years, why should I kill them?

I have no motive to kill! You can't cure me, I'm going to complain to you! You spray people with blood, and you slander a people's teacher with conscience and filial piety! What about your leaders, call your leaders out, I want to complain! Complaints! ”

Cui Guangyuan shouted as he gestured to get up from his chair.

Two policemen then walked in from outside and pressed him back.

But Cui Guangyuan's face still had a look of resentment, looking at it, as if the police really arrested the wrong person and wronged him.

And at this moment, Shu Ye snorted coldly and said:

"The motive for the killing? Of course you have! Because that millions of relocation funds are enough for you, a miser, to kill anyone, even your own parents! ”