Liu Yuanheng nodded and replied, "Yes......"

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"The condition of the deceased is consistent with my preliminary judgment at the scene, the deceased had drunk a lot of alcohol before his death, and fibrous tissue was found in the crevices of his nails, which was confirmed to be ordinary cotton fibers. Its composition and color are the same as the clothes on the deceased's body. ”

Long Zihan said: "The deceased was strangled to death in the inner room, and the nearby neighbors did not hear any sound, indicating that the deceased knew the murderer, and the deceased opened the door for the murderer and let him in." ”

"Based on the scene and the analysis of the presentation of the body, the killer was very anxious, irritable, and unable to control his behavior," Irene said. The murderer may be more introverted, he doesn't have a few really good friends, and he doesn't want others to share his pain with him, and all the resentment and resentment will be pressed in his heart. ”

Long Zihan said: "The murderer and the deceased are familiar with each other, knowing that he came home late and has such a special personality, then it may not be difficult to find him." ”

After speaking, his eyes looked at Chu Yiren and Wang Xiaoguang, and asked, "Is there any other physical evidence?"

Wang Xiaoguang nodded and replied: "The footprints outside the door of the deceased's house and the fingerprints on the doorknob were destroyed, but on the door frame, we found a fingerprint that did not belong to the deceased. In addition, based on the wounds on the neck of the deceased, we have deduced the length of the murderer's hand. ”

Long Zihan stood up and said, "Very good, in that case, Erin and Mo Bei, let's go again." ”

"Good ......"

As soon as he walked out of the conference room, he saw a police officer sending Feng Jialu out of the technical department.

"Sister-in-law, cousin, cousin-in-law. ”

Hearing his name, Long Zihan's already not good-looking face was clouded with a layer of darkness.

However, he can also understand that Feng Jialu has a bad relationship with his daughter-in-law, and he rarely speaks, so it is inevitable that he will be so rusty.

However, such an obvious feeling of alienation still made him feel unbalanced for his beloved wife.

Erin nodded, not speaking.

Chu Yiren didn't think there was anything, only glanced at Feng Jialu, and said lightly: "You're here!"

The tone was flat, as if he was talking to himself, "It's going to be nice today."

The police officer said to Long Zihan: "Long Shao, Miss Feng was robbed on the street yesterday, and she came to paint a portrait today." ”

Long Zihan glanced at the portrait in the policeman's hand and said, "Okay, you arrange someone to find it, I still have to go to the scene of the murder." ”

"Yes!"

Chu Yiren said to everyone: "Since there is nothing to do with me, I will go to the studio." ”

After speaking, Chong Feng Jialu nodded politely.

Feng Jialu hurriedly said politely: "Cousin is busy, I'll go back." ”

Long Zihan snorted lightly and walked past her with Mo Bei.

Erin rubbed Feng Jialu's head and explained, "You go home obediently, we still have to investigate the case." ”

Feng Jialu replied obediently: "Got it." ”

Long Zihan was waiting for Erin to come out in the car, and Mo Bei on the side asked, "Long Shao, what's the situation with that girl?"

"Inexplicable one, don't care. ”

Mo Bei knew that he didn't want to say it, so he didn't ask.

Erin got into the car and said, "Don't blacken your face, let's go, Long Dashao." ”

Coming to the scene of the crime again, the three of them re-investigated the case according to the previous analysis, but time passed bit by bit, and the surrounding neighbors were also inquired about by them.

However, it is a pity that there is still no clue at all.

Long Zihan looked at his watch and said, "At this time, the deceased's brother Deng Weimin should almost come back. We might as well go to his house now and meet him. ”

Erin nodded and said, "I should have met with Deng Weimin to understand the situation." ”

"Let's go......"

The two houses are not far away, and it takes about five minutes to get there by car.

As Long Zihan expected, Deng Weimin returned.

Mo Bei did not go in to face the family of the deceased, but walked inside and outside the house, looking for clues.

Deng Weimin has a bruise on his face, the area is not large, but the shape is somewhat unique.

I saw him sitting opposite Long Zihan and Erin with red eyes, without saying a word, as if he had lost his soul.

However, after Long Zihan saw Deng Weimin, he found that this Deng Weimin was too different from the photo when he was a child.

Deng Weiqi has not changed much, just looking at the photos when he was a child, he can probably guess that it is him.

However, this Deng Weimin, as he did when he was a child, was completely two people.

However, this is not the point, the point is that Long Zihan looked at Deng Weimin and felt more and more familiar.

He fell into thought......

Xiang Wenhui sobbed and brought water for a few people, Deng Weimin glanced at Xiang Wenhui with a strange look and ignored her.

Xiang Wenhui then nodded at them, and then, when he was about to turn to leave, his feet slipped and he almost fell to the ground.

At the last moment, Erin quickly grabbed the person.

Xiang Wenhui hurriedly said, "Thank you." ”

At that moment just now, not to mention herself, even Erin and Long Zihan were shocked.

If you fall down, it will cost the child's life.

And at that moment just now, Deng Weimin's complicated eyes fell into Long Zihan's eyes......

Erin put down the tray in Xiang Wenhui's hand, helped Xiang Wenhui sit aside, and said, "Sit down and rest." ”

Xiang Wenhui nodded and looked at Deng Weimin, who was lost in his soul.

At this time, Erin saw Long Zihan staring at Deng Weimin, and she didn't make a sound, frowning slightly.

Subsequently, she took over Long Zihan's "work" and said: "Mr. Deng, we can understand your mood very well at the moment. However, something like this happened to your brother, don't you want to help our police find the murderer?"

Deng Weimin's expression struggled for a moment, and finally spoke: "Xiaoqi is very well-behaved and sensible, what kind of work does my family have, as long as I call him, he will come over to help for free." There is no one in the village who does not envy me for having a good brother. ”

Erin asked, "You have the most contact with Deng Weiqi on weekdays, have you noticed any difference between him and his usual recently?"

Without waiting for Deng Weimin to answer Erin's question, Long Zihan forcefully interrupted their conversation and asked, "How did Mr. Deng get his face?"

After hearing this, Erin frowned slightly and looked at Long Zihan in confusion.

Knowing that he wouldn't have a seizure for no reason, Erin kept silent and waited for Long Zihan to ask for the result.

Deng Weimin's hand unconsciously covered the bruise, and replied: "When I got off work last night, I fell on the way back." ”

Xiang Wenhui nodded and said, "That's it when I came back last night, I still thought about it, so that he almost broke down and drank to disperse his stasis." But he couldn't stand the smell, so he didn't get it. (To be continued.) )