Li Dongting paused for a moment, and then continued: "Since I, I have nightmares every night, as soon as I close my eyes, the scene at that time will appear in front of me. When I was in class, I would suddenly break out in a cold sweat. ”

"Earlier, you have been explaining very smoothly, and I hope you will continue to work hard. Go ahead! ”

"I-where did I go?"

"You said that after Chen Qiming sat on the toilet."

"When Chen Qiming sat on the toilet and bowed his head and bent over, I quickly flashed out of the room, strangled Chen Qiming's neck with my left hand, covered Chen Qiming's mouth with my right hand, and then dragged her into the inner room and pressed her head into the water of the bathtub."

"Is the water in the bathtub already there?"

"The water in the bathtub was put in by me beforehand. Press Chen Qiming's head into the water, and she won't make a sound. At that time, she wanted to shout, and she pulled the door with her foot. ”

Chen Qiming really drowned.

"Did Chen Qiming see you?"

"She—she saw me—her eyes, I was scared when I thought about it."

"Did she struggle?"

"I struggled, the nail of her left little finger was very long, and in the struggle, the nail of her left little finger pulled a deep cut on the inside of my left index finger."

Ouyang Ping and Liu Dayu stood up and walked to Li Dongting.

Li Dongting raised his left hand very cooperatively, straightened his fingers, and on the inside of the index finger of his left hand, near the middle finger, there was a scar about one centimeter long and 0.2 millimeters wide, the scar had already formed a lid, and the flesh around the scar was still slightly red and swollen. Because this scar is on the inside of the finger, when the index finger and middle finger are together, you can't see the scar unless you look closely. Before, the comrades had been in contact with Li Dongting once or twice, but they had not noticed this detail.

In Chen Qiming's autopsy report, there is such a paragraph: Most of the long nails of Chen Qiming's left little finger are broken, and only about two millimeters are connected to the nails. This shows that Chen Qiming exerted all his strength, so that the long nails of his little thumb were torn off.

"Did your finger bleed at that time?"

Judging by the scar on Li Dongting's finger, there should be blood.

"Bleeding - a few drops of blood on the floor tiles next to the tub."

"You processed the blood on the ground, didn't you?"

"Yes. I wiped the blood off the tiles with water, and I used a shoe brush hanging on the wall to brush the blood from the cracks in the bricks. ”

Is it any wonder that the comrades did not extract any valuable traces when they surveyed the scene?

When everyone was surveying the scene, they didn't notice the shoe brush hanging on the wall.

"What's next?"

"Next, I put on Chen Qiming's pants and fastened the trouser belt, because it was too late - Chen Qidi was coming back - I didn't have time to tidy up, so the clothes were twisted on my body, and the clothes on top were not tucked into the pants."

Regarding the trousers and belt, the autopsy report described it as follows: Chen Qiming's belt was buckled, but the excess part of the belt was not worn into the belt buckle (there is a belt buckle on the cowhide belt), nor was it worn into the nose of the trousers, and the length of the excess part of the belt was about 50 centimeters, and it should have been worn into at least two pants nose. The belt was twisted around the waist, and there was not a single piece of clothing tucked into the pants on the upper body.