Mu Zihan's words, although his voice was not loud, but it was like thunder on the ground, exploding in our hearts. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even though we already knew that this bartender had a major suspicion, after all, there was no evidence to prove that he must be the murderer of Tang Xin. Why did Mu Zihan suddenly come to such an astonishing conclusion? Is it because we have hard evidence?

To be honest, although I guessed this result a little when I saw Mu Zihan's expression in the elevator for the last time, I still didn't expect this scene to come so quickly.

"Mu, Detective Mu, are you kidding? It's not funny at all. The bartender was a little reluctant to smile, but in the end he looked angry.

"You think I'm joking, right?" Mu Zihan didn't seem to care about the bartender's feelings at the moment, and glanced at him playfully and said.

"Then you're talking nonsense. I don't know the Tang Xin you said at all, why should I kill her? The bartender was finally completely enraged by Mu Zihan's attitude, and raised his voice excitedly. After speaking, it seemed that he was about to turn around and leave directly.

It's just that when he just turned around, Mu Zihan had already moved a few steps sideways, blocking in front of him, still looking at him with disdain and saying, "Calm down, don't get excited, whether I'm joking or nonsense, or the truth, you know best in your heart." Still, to make you irrefutable, I'll show you the evidence. Do you think we forcibly brought you to the scene of the crime today just because of a whim? ”

As he spoke, without waiting for the bartender to speak again, he took out the photo from his pocket that could prove that the bartender and Tang Xin had known each other, showed it to him, and continued: "Let's not care about anything else, the sentence you said before that you didn't know Tang Xin at all is an outright lie." Do not think that you are making it airtight, and tell you that there is no impermeable wall in the world. If you don't know, you can't do it unless you do. ”

After seeing the content of the photo, the bartender's expression changed greatly, and he took a few steps back before standing firmly, and after a while, he finally slowly calmed down, and said in annoyance: "Okay, I admit that I did lie before, I know her, and we are dating." The words were full of helplessness.

However, as soon as the words fell, he nervously explained: "However, I didn't mean to hide or deceive you, she asked me to do this." After all, she is the head nurse of a regular big hospital, and I am just a bartender, she feels that my job is not compatible with her, and it will make her embarrassed to say it, so she repeatedly asks me not to disclose our relationship without her consent. Besides, now that this kind of thing has happened again, of course it's even more impossible for me to admit that I have something to do with her? I don't want to get into trouble. I'm really not a murderer, though. ”

It looks like that's what he said, and it's like that. If I hadn't known that Tang Xin was a member of the "Butterfly" organization from the beginning, and listened to his words, I might have really believed him. will even follow his train of thought and blame Tang Xin's philistine in his heart.

It's a pity that the situation is completely different now, and he is kind of a pretty man who throws his eyes to the blind, because we don't believe him at all.

Sure enough, after he finished speaking, Mu Zihan just sneered contemptuously and threw a sentence at him: "Hmph, whether you are a murderer or not, there will naturally be facts to prove it." After that, he ignored him anymore, turned to look at me and said, "I need to reproduce the process and modus operandi of this case, so I need some tools next, Siyuan, you can help me prepare." ”

After thinking about it for a while, he reported the list to me. Actually, he didn't ask me to prepare much.

A white nylon rope with a length of about 100 meters needs to be the one that can withstand relatively large tensile forces.

A fist-sized triangular block of wood can also be made of other materials, as long as it can jam the crack in the door.

A steel bar about 10 cm in length, or a relatively strong iron bar.

After I recorded all these tools and requirements reported by Mu Zihan into the notepad I carried with me, I went downstairs with Fang Ling to buy them.

But, seriously, these things seem simple, and they're pretty common. But it's really difficult to find it for a while. Anyway, Fang Ling and I went to many stores, and we could only buy white nylon ropes. As for the triangular wooden blocks and 10cm reinforced iron bars, they are simply not available in stores. In the end, it was still in a nearby civil engineering construction site that it was not easy to find something that roughly echoed Mu Zihan's request.

And when we returned to the scene of the crime with these materials that we had finally found, we found that Uncle Wang and the bartender were on the side. It can be seen that Uncle Wang deliberately blocked the middle of him and the door in order to prevent the bartender from escaping. As for Mu Zihan, he was holding a bundle of quilts that were rolled up vertically, standing at the window, and he didn't know what he was messing with.

Seeing me and Fang Ling coming back, Mu Zihan put down the work at hand and walked over, took the tools from my hands without saying a word, confirmed them one by one and said, "Well, almost, thank you for your hard work." ”

"So what are you going to do?" I blamed the quilt roll and said.

"I rolled it up on purpose. Its size and weight are about the same as that of the victim Tang Xin. So in this experiment, it's playing the role of the victim. Mu Zihan began to tinker with the tools I brought back on the spot, and he didn't quite answer.

I saw that he first found the two ends of the nylon rope, tied them tightly on the wooden block and the iron bar, and even pulled it to make sure that it would not be loosened, leaving the end of the wooden block in place, and he took the end of the iron bar back to the window again, and slowly went down the iron bar with a rope from the window. After that, without waiting for us to ask, he hurried downstairs.

When we looked downstairs from the window curiously, Mu Zihan had already picked up the iron bar tied with a white nylon rope and was playing at the corner where the building and the flower bed met.

At last he crouched in the bushes in the corner, and for a while he seemed to have stuck the iron bar there, and after carrying the rope and making sure that it would not be sent away, he turned back again.

When he walked back into the room, I saw that he was a little out of breath, so I couldn't help but ask, "You climbed the stairs to come up?" How not to take the elevator. ”

"When I went downstairs just now, I asked the property to help me pause the elevator around the 10th floor. This is an essential step to restore the modus operandi. Mu Zihan gasped and said.

After that, he was busy again.

(To be continued)