227.Chapter 227: Not necessarily a woman
When Long Zihan heard this, his face turned happy, and he hurriedly ordered Mo Bei, saying, "Go and find it, pay attention to avoid fingerprints." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
Mo Bei nodded and replied, "Yes!" Then, he immediately entered the main hall to find Shuwen.
Long Zihan took out the photos of the three of them and asked, "Master recognize them and see if you have seen them recently?"
The great monk recognized it and said, "This is the Wang Li donor I just said, and I have seen this female benefactor, but I don't know what it is called, she came with a child at that time." ā
Long Zihan asked, "What is special about their mother and son that can be remembered by the master?"
The benefactor's clothes were very shabby, and she had a big belly, and she could not bow down to the Bodhisattva, so she asked her son to worship the Bodhisattva for her. The female benefactor wrote a sparse text on the side, and the child knelt there to worship the Bodhisattva. That's why I was more impressed with her. ā
Long Zihan asked, "Normally, do you put these sparse texts written in advance in the main hall?"
"Yes, it's usually in the main hall. ā
Long Zihan asked again: "Aren't you afraid of losing it?"
The great monk smiled: "Usually there are people in the main hall, and the people who come to worship the Bodhisattva are all here to pray for blessings and wishes, how can they steal and sparse texts? This is useless for them!"
"Long Shao!" At this time, Mo Bei walked out with three copies of Shuwen and said, "I really found the auspicious Shu of the three of them." ā
Long Zihan nodded and asked the great monk: "Has the master ever noticed, has anyone ever flipped through the sparse text on the table?"
"People often come to read it, but it's all to see how others write, so we usually chant scriptures in the main hall, and we don't pay attention to it at all. ā
Long Zihan asked Mo Bei: "Where did you come from?"
Mo Bei replied, "Compare it below." ā
Long Zihan said to the great monk: "Master, I'm afraid we have to bring all the auspicious sparse back to check first. ā
"This ......"
Seeing that the great monk's expression was a little embarrassed, Long Zihan said: "Human life is at stake, I hope the master will make it convenient." ā
The great monk was slightly stunned, then sighed and said, "Donor, please!"
Long Zihan asked again: "Does the master have an impression of a woman with redness, swelling, suppuration or ulceration on her face?"
The great monk frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then shook his head and said, "No!"
Long Zihan pondered for a moment and said, "Master, can you call all the monks in the temple to help me recognize people?"
"Yes, but later, don't affect the rituals in the main hall!"
Long Zihan nodded and said, "Okay, we'll wait outside!"
After a while, all seven monks were called outside the main hall.
"Please identify the women in these three photos, and who has an impression of the people in them?"
After photo identification, a monk pointed to Xu Huixiang's photo and said, "I've seen her."
"When? What happened at that time that made you remember her?"
The monk replied, "About eight or nine days ago, when I was sweeping the floor, I saw this benefactor in the photograph. At that time, she wanted to go to the toilet and asked me for directions, and it took me a long time to understand. Later, when she left, a woman followed her and knocked him down. ā
"What does a woman look like, is there anything special about it?"
"The man was walking so fast that I didn't pay much attention. I just remember that she was very tall and thin. Ah, by the way, I remember that she had two old freebules stuck to her pants. ā
(Note: The old Cangzi is Xanthium, an annual herbaceous Asteraceae plant with hook-like spines on the outside.) ļ¼
After some understanding, Long Zihan had already finished asking all the questions, and he instructed Mo Bei and said: "Go and get the ink clay and white paper, please help me press the fingerprints, and go back to do the elimination." ā
"Yes!"
So, after Mo Bei put away all the fingerprints pressed by these monks and the sparse texts in the main hall, he left the Guanyin Temple with Long Zihan.
Long Zihan said: "The murderer pretended to be a believer, and when the pot-bellied woman wrote auspicious and left, she immediately flipped through it and remembered her home address. Then secretly observe the deceased, and when they are ready, then attack them. ā
Mo Bei said with some frustration: "But we don't have any evidence now, let alone find that person." ā
Long Zihan said: "Seaside, sick, tall, slender, sandy, old cangzi, think about these clues in series." The old freezing generally grows in the wilderness, on the roadside, and on the edge of the field, and it is difficult to see it in the city. So, we can speculate that it was brought from home by the murderer. And in the places where you live by the sea, there are indeed not too many places where there are things like old Cangzi nearby. Looking at it this way, the scope has narrowed down a lot. ā
Mo Bei asked, "Then where are we going now?"
Long Zihan said faintly: "Go back to the police first and send these auspicious people to the forensic department......
Back at the police station, Mo Bei was ordered to immediately send these auspicious evacuations to Chu Yiren's studio.
Long Zihan called and instructed the following to narrow the scope of patrol and investigation again.
Time was passing, and gradually noon had passed, and the few people who did not rush back for lunch forgot to call home.
At this time, Erin came to the police station with two thermos buckets.
As soon as she entered the door, she teased: "Long Dashao, the little one is here to bring you and your young grandmother food!"
Long Zihan withdrew his gaze from the case information, looked up, and then was slightly stunned, and asked, "Why did you cut your hair?"
At this time, Erin had a refreshing short hair draped behind her head, capable and vibrant. It fully embodies the solemnity of professional girls and gives people the feeling of a strong woman. The straight bangs on the forehead give people a sense of fashion, but without losing the sense of hierarchy and agility.
In short, compared with the charming, bewitching Erin in the past, there are definitely two styles.
Erin put the thermos bucket on Long Zihan's desk, threw a wink and asked, "Is it good-looking?"
"It's okay, but I think it's better for women to have long hair!"
Erin rolled her eyes and said disgustedly: "Who said that women must have long hair, you are really old ideas, old ideas!"
Long Zihan frowned, and asked seriously, "What did you say?"
"I said you have old ideas, old ideas. ā
Long Zihan shook his head and said, "It's the previous sentence!"
Irene repeated, "I mean, 'Who said women have to have long hair,' what?
Long Zihan muttered to himself: "Who said that a woman must have long hair? Women don't have to have long hair, and men don't have to have short hair......
Then, he grabbed Erin's wrist and said, "Do you remember what I said, that midwife Lin Xiuqin? Her son is a painter, and people who engage in art are generally a little different from ordinary people." ā