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Chapter 112: The Murderer Is Not Human!

Zhang Hai held up the note and shook it in front of Dong Kelan, and said, "Beauty, you printed out the note and guided the deceased to the rooftop." Taking advantage of her inattention, she was pushed from behind, and she hit the fence and fell. It should be you! ”

Listening to Zhang Hai's reasoning, Zhou Yiping frowned. This time, the policeman's IQ has finally risen to the level of an ordinary person. But for a person who is waiting for a friend on the roof, will he be stupid and not know that someone has gone up? She should always be aware of the people coming up from the fifth floor. In addition, if Dong Kelan is really the one who pushed her down, will she be stupid enough to stand up and show everyone's face? The real murderer should have run away a long time ago, and he wouldn't show his head at all.

Zhou Yiping realized that relying on his own reasoning alone could not help Dong Kelan clear his suspicions.

"That's not right! She's not a murderer! "This time, Dawei actually defended Dong Kelan!

"Be honest!" The policeman on one side held him down again.

Zhang Hai said unhappily: "Where did I analyze it wrong? You just said that this girl is a murderer! ”

"I also have that note in my pocket, I thought it was given to me by Wenwen! It looks like we've all been taken advantage of! David pulled out a hand and touched his pocket. His strength was able to pull out of the police's backlash.

"Wait! Let him go! He seems to be a lot calmer! Zhang Hai motioned for the two officers to get out of the way.

At this time, Dawei did no longer shout, but stood up and took out a small note and handed it to Zhang Hai. Zhang Hai glanced at it and frowned, and said, "This doesn't rule out that it's not this woman's ghost!" ”

"What's written on paper?" Zhou Yiping asked.

"I'm cǎo! I haven't asked you who you are! You're still meddling! I'm going to arrest you for obstructing official business! Zhang Hai was very unhappy.

The two police officers understood the sheriff's meaning and suddenly rushed towards Zhou Yiping. Zhou Yiping didn't want to be pressed on the snow like Dawei by them, so he hurriedly said, "I know her!" I was with her. It can be proved that she is not a murderer! ”

"Wait!" Zhang Hai waved his hand, and the two police officers stopped. "Maybe you're in this together. Let's talk about how to prove that she is not a murderer! ”

"It's easy! We just had a misunderstanding in Muran Yaju. Zhou Yiping pointed at Dong Kelan and said: "Her name is Xiao Wen, the news of the news, we used the hotel's radio to find each other before." The deceased is also called Xiao Wen, which is a cultural text, so we also had a misunderstanding. It was 7:15. We also asked for a meal for her because of a misunderstanding. If she really agreed, it would take at least half an hour to finish a meal from ordering to serving. The note went to the top of the building at 7:30, isn't it impossible to do it? If it is true that the trap we set is not in vain? Besides, we only know this Dawei! ”

"Maybe you're lying!?" Zhang Hai retorted.

Zhou Yiping sneered: "The announcer in the radio room can testify!" ”

Zhang Hai couldn't get off the stage: "Then maybe you know that the deceased will go to the rooftop appointment, so you deliberately said to invite her to dinner." Knowing she would refuse. ”

Even Dawei, who had just stood up, couldn't bear it, "I said Comrade Sergeant, don't embarrass him." Look at the words on the note. Besides, they didn't give me the note. It's an old man, an old man in this hostel cleaning uniform! ”

"What! Why didn't you say it earlier!? Zhang Hai immediately instructed Zhang Hai to take two police officers to find the old man he was talking about.

There was also an old janissary on the fourth floor just now, wearing the uniform of this hotel, could it be the same person? Someone had already gone up to confirm that Zhou Yiping didn't waste time on this, but suddenly approached Zhang Hai and snatched the note from his hand. Open it and take a look: "If you still love me." At half past seven, in the middle of the road, wave to me on the rooftop, and make a love shape with both hands to prove that you still love me. "The signature is Xiao Wen.

Zhang Haicai reacted: "You! What a bold man! Before he could speak, Zhou Yiping returned the note to him. He suddenly went back to check where Xiao Wen had fallen.

The blood on the ground has melted away some of the ice and snow. The snow reflected the neon lights of the hotel, and something was glinting. Zhou Yiping found it and found the reason why Xiao Wen leaned on the dirty fence!

Zhang Haigang behind him is going to do it!

Zhou Yiping picked up the broken frame of his glasses and a large piece of glasses, and said, "I know how she fell." The murderer is not human! It's these glasses! ”

"What the hell are you trying to say!" This time, Zhang Hai snatched the things in Monday's hand. He looked at the frames of his glasses and said, "How can it not be human!" Could it be this frame? ”

Zhou Yiping was speechless and said, "It's not a glasses frame." It's these glasses! He lifted the larger spectacle lens and looked at Zhang Hai's nose across the road. Even the nose hair inside can be seen clearly. "It's so big!" He said this suddenly.

Zhang Hai slapped angrily, slapped the glasses on the ground, and then picked them up. He looked at it a few times, and he also showed something strange: "This is a glass, it's a high-magnifying glass!" ”

"That's right! As I said before, we had a misunderstanding in the radio studio, and Xiao Wen didn't wear glasses, but in order to recognise me, he wore a pair of 'LoTos' designer glasses. It should be mild myopia, say 150 degrees, or 200 degrees. Generally, beautiful women love to be beautiful and don't like to wear glasses, especially mild myopia, and they won't wear glasses all day! ”

Zhou Yiping reasoned, he saw that Zhang Hai was listening carefully this time, and he was very satisfied and continued: "Officer Zhang, I'm talking about 'LoTos' brand-name glasses, not inferior glasses like this magnifying glass!" Are you going to do something? ”

"What are you doing? Do? Zhang Hai thought to himself.

Zhou Yiping was speechless, this guy was hopeless, he walked slowly to the deceased, and found the 'LoTos' designer glasses that she had in her pants pocket.

"This is it! This is what she used in the radio studio before! She didn't have that one when you were in the radio studio. That is to say, when she returned to this hotel, someone gave it to her, and even gave her the note signed Dawei! ”

"You're saying that the murderer you just mentioned is not a person, it's this glass. But the mastermind behind this is the old janitor of this hotel who gave him these glasses?! ”

"Check if Xiao Wen's room is on the fourth floor! If so, I'm more sure of the old cleaner on the fourth floor! ”

"What! Have you seen that old man? ”

"Passing by! I guess they shouldn't be able to find that guy! "On Monday, the two police officers had already walked over with David and a man dressed like an innkeeper.

At this time, Dong Kelan was still standing aside, silently watching Zhou Yiping's reasoning and performance. As early as Zhou Yiping, she had already thought of something when she picked up the frame of her glasses.

Stay tuned for the next chapter: The Inference of Monday Ping (Tomorrow Sunday, Old Rules and Two Changes)