Seeing that Aunt Chen was scolding more and more, Mu Zihan couldn't help but interrupt her and said, "Okay, aunt, don't say it." The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" said and came to Aunt Chen's side, patted her on the shoulder, and motioned for her to sit back in the chair with emotion. However, the strange thing is that when he saw the chair where Aunt Chen was originally sitting, I obviously saw his expression stunned, as if he had discovered something, and fell directly into deep thought, and even ignored Aunt Chen, who turned to talk to him, lowered his head to himself, turned around and walked back to the original position with a solemn face.

Seeing that Mu Zihan was silent because of his thoughts, Aunt Chen was also persuaded by Chen Weihong to keep her mouth shut after chattering a few words, and then the entire reception room fell into a dull atmosphere, and only the sound of heavy breathing and the sobs made by Aunt Chen and Chen Huijuan could be heard.

Finally, after a long while, Mu Zihan took out the mobile phone he found next to Uncle Chen's body from his pocket, but he didn't turn on the screen, and after looking at it a few times, as if he had made a decision, he raised his head and glanced at everyone present with a serious face, and said faintly: "I can tell you now that Uncle Chen's death time is around 6 o'clock this evening, that is, when we have dinner." And he died by him, and as for the murderer, it is among us. ”

Homicide? I was stunned, didn't I still say that I couldn't be completely sure if it was suicide or homicide? Why is it so certain that he killed it now? What did Mu Zihan find just now? Let him make such a judgment. Moreover, if Chen Bo was really killed by him, then this is a bizarre case of murder in a closed room.

I couldn't figure this out, so I couldn't help but ask, "How are you sure he killed him?" Don't forget, the door to the reference room couldn't be opened even when Wei Hung and I kicked together, and you finally broke the glass window to get inside, and the doorkey was later found in the desk drawer. In other words, the data room is a complete secret room,"

"Siyuan, it's not that complicated, what you said has already involved the murderer's modus operandi. To be honest, I still can't fully analyze the modus operandi of this case. However, it is not difficult to determine that Uncle Chen was killed by him, we just thought too much about it before. Mu Zihan said after signaling me to be quiet.

Immediately afterwards, he came to Chen Weihong and Aunt Chen, pointed to the chairs under them, and began to explain: "According to the height standards for tables and chairs promulgated by the state, the seat height of chairs and stools is between 400mm and 440mm, and there are three specifications, and the height should be 420mm belonging to the second specification. Moreover, the stool in this reception room should be the same style as that in Chen Bo's data room, which means that the height should be the same. So, plus Uncle Chen's height seems to be about 178mm, if you cooperate with the chandelier hanging down distance, and the length of the rope...... Don't you think it's weird? After Mu Zihan finished speaking, he asked rhetorically.

"Is the stool too low? In fact, you can't reach Uncle Chen's feet at all? "I'm a liberal arts student, and I don't bother to calculate this large amount of data, so I take it for granted. After all, aren't there many suspenseful detective TVs that have such plots? XX was suspected of hanging himself, but it was quickly discovered that he had killed him, because the stool he used to hang his feet was too low to reach his feet.

"Are you a pig? If that's the case, then I didn't notice when I straightened the chair just now and put Uncle Chen down? Mu Zihan said angrily: "In fact, on the contrary, the height of the bench surface is about 420mm, and according to the calculation, in fact, the height of Chen Bo's feet from the ground should only be about 200mm." In other words, if Uncle Chen committed suicide, then when he stood on the chair, the loop of the rope was facing the position a little above his chest. He needs to bend over to get his head in, don't you think, it's weird? ”

"Boss, the rope is soft, not wire, and cannot be bent. Uncle Chen can pick up the rope and put it around his neck. I retorted. Mu Zihan gave me the feeling that it was getting more and more strange, when he analyzed the case in the past, he would not use so many uncertainties and words containing speculation, what happened to him this time? I couldn't help but look at my friend a lot,

"You're right, but what if there are no Chen Bo's fingerprints on the rope?" Mu Zihan began to say strongly.

"Then this should wait for the police forensics department to inspect the rope, right, make a judgment now, will it be too early?" I can't help but be a little angry at Mu Zihan's hasty judgment this time, how could he, who has always emphasized speaking with evidence before, be so arbitrary this time? Could it be that although he pretended to be calm on the surface, he actually suffered a big blow because of Uncle Chen's death, so he was in a hurry to solve the case? Looks like I need to find a way to calm him down as soon as possible.

"What's so much trouble with fingerprinting? Wei Hong, do you have a small ultraviolet lamp for money detection at home? Mu Zihan was really a little abnormal, and for a while, he couldn't even refute my words, and instead anxiously urged Chen Weihong to find an ultraviolet lamp.

Seeing him like that, I couldn't help but whisper in his ear: "Calm down, my Detective Muta, I know that Uncle Chen's death may be a big blow to you." However, don't you think that you are falling into the hands of the murderer? If Uncle Chen really died from his murder, and you were in a hurry to get angry and your judgment was abnormal, then who else could find out the truth of the case? ”

Hearing my words, Mu Zihan was obviously stunned, and after standing in a daze for a while, I saw the usual unpleasant-looking smug smile, and finally slowly crawled back to his face, and finally breathed a sigh of relief in my heart.

Sure enough, then I saw him turn his head and smile at me and say, "Thank you, Siyuan." However, I think it is really necessary to verify fingerprints, after all, we didn't properly examine the entire crime scene just now. As he spoke, he took the small ultraviolet lamp he handed over from Chen Weihong's hand, and said, "Weihong, the key to the data room, are you sure that Uncle Chen is the only one who has it?" And, only one? ”

"Well, usually, my dad is very strict about the data room, and no one is allowed to approach, so I can at least be sure that he will not take the initiative to give the key to others. However, as for whether there is only one portkey, I don't know. Chen Weihong thought for a while and replied, but soon Aunt Chen added for him: "I'm sure there is only one key, because, when I first customized this door lock, Bohao repeatedly emphasized that there can only be one key." ”

"I see, okay, Siyuan and I need to go back to the site to investigate. Xinyan, you can stay here. If Uncle Wang and they arrive, you can bring them to the fourth floor. As for everyone, please wait in this room, the police will be here soon. With that, he turned around and opened the door to the conference room, and walked back to the fourth floor with me.

(To be continued)