After chatting a few words, Song Feng excused himself to go out to the bathroom.

Leaving the living room, Song Feng took out the phone and called Wan Qingsong again.

Wanjia is not only the richest man in Xiangcheng, but also has their businesses all over the country.

Song Feng planned to use Wanjia's connections to contact the local case-handling department.

Under normal circumstances, Fang Tong's father is now a suspect, and his relatives can't touch Fang Dahai.

Song Feng is even more impossible.

However, Song Feng urgently needed to know the specific details of the matter.

"Don't worry, Mr. Song, I'll give you news early tomorrow morning."

"Thank you."

Hanging up the phone, Song Feng walked back to the living room as if he was fine.

During the chat, Song Feng discovered a detail.

After Fang Tong became an important manager under Song Feng, his income increased from 10,000 or 20,000 yuan per month when he was a reporter to hundreds of thousands of yuan per month.

So far, Fang Tong has remitted two million to his family.

It seems that the Fang family, like other families in the village, is not a wealthy family.

No one knew that their family had two million in book deposits alone.

And Fang Tong bought them a big house in the city.

Fang Tong's parents were born and raised in the village, and even if their daughter bought them a house in the city, the two were not ready to live.

Fang Tong was very thoughtful.

The house I bought for my parents was a two-story building facing the street.

The second floor is a residence, and the first floor is a store.

More than three months ago, Fang Tong's father drank with Wang Erniu as usual, and after returning home, he rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find the house ownership certificate.

thought that her husband drank too much, but Xie Chunhua didn't take it seriously.

When I got up the next day to pack my things, I found that the property rights of the house that had been placed in the cupboard were nowhere to be found.

Later, Fang Dahai told his wife that he had put the property right certificate somewhere else.

It's not safe to keep it in the cupboard, and it's bad if someone steals it.

"Your dad is good at everything, just take a sip of wine, thinking that nothing will happen to him with a little wine, but he never expected that he would cause such a big trouble."

"I knew I should have given him a few years ago."

Xie Chunhua sighed and said, "The three brothers of the Wang family, one is more fierce than the other, this time your father took the initiative to admit to killing."

"I don't want the house in the city, and give it to them as compensation."

"Maybe this will make your dad come out sooner."

Now I can't see my husband, even if I want to sell the house, Xie Chunhua doesn't know where the real estate certificate is.

"Auntie, wait a minute."

Song Feng interrupted Xie Chunhua and said, "Recall again, Uncle Fang really said that the purpose of transferring the house ownership certificate to a safer place is to prevent theft?"

Xie Chunhua said inexplicably, "It's only been a few months, how could I forget."

"That's exactly what he said."

"I thought it would be better to put such a precious thing as the house title certificate in a safer place, so I didn't say anything more."

Song Feng glanced at Fang Tong.

Fang Tong's face was strange.

There is no danger of losing the title deed of the house.

To get the house, you have to transfer the property with the owner himself.

Moreover, it is also easy to reapply for a house title deed.

Even if it is stolen, just make a phone call to report the loss.

Take your documents and go to the real estate department, and you can make up for them in a day or two.

Song Feng thought the same as Fang Tong.

It is believed that Fang Dahai took away the house ownership certificate, not to put it in a safer place, but probably to hand it over to someone.

The day before, Fang Dahai and Wang Erniu were drinking, and after drinking, they rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find the house ownership certificate.

It doesn't look like a drunken maniac at all.

It's more like taking it out and using it.

As for what to do with it, and whether to hand it over to Wang Erniu, Song Feng doesn't have any clue now.

Stayed at Fang's house for one night.

The next morning, Song Feng received a phone call.

Dozens of minutes later, Song Feng drove to a service area a few kilometers away from the city.

On the rest bench in the service area, a middle-aged man in a windbreaker sits.

Song Feng took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, and said with a smile, "Inspector Liu, hello."

"Mr. Song is polite, you are a good friend of Mr. Wan, that is, my friend."

"Mr. Wan once helped me back then, if you don't dislike it, just call me Lao Liu."

"Brother Liu, I invited you over this time, not to let you violate your principles, but to find out where the investigation has progressed."

Song Feng Zhengse said, "Do the relevant departments really think that Fang Tong's father is a murderer?"

Lao Liu looked left and right, lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Song, I won't hide it from you, there is enough evidence on the surface, Fang Dahai was identified as the murderer, it's just a matter of procedure."

"All the unfavorable evidence points to him, and he has repeatedly admitted that he killed Wang Erniu in a drunken rage."

"But I have a different opinion."

"What do you think?"

Song Feng asked.

"I have tried many murder cases and dealt with countless murderers, and Fang Dahai is the strangest murderer I have ever seen.

"However, during the interrogation, I found that Fang Dahai was very nervous, and he kept sighing in his mouth."

Lao Liu described his judgment to Song Feng from a professional perspective.

Generally speaking, after a murderer chooses to surrender, he will completely open his mind and honestly explain everything.

Fang Dahai is different.

There was a lot of pain between the words.

Let Fang Dahai simulate the situation when he kills someone, Fang Dahai trembles and holds the prop knife.

It's completely powerless.

It is extremely inconsistent with the knife marks found by Lao Liu on Wang Erniu's corpse.

Based on the above, Lao Liu had a judgment in his heart.

Fang Dahai is not a murderer, or a direct murderer.

The reason why he voluntarily surrendered and repeatedly claimed that he killed Wang Erniu.

Or take the blame for others, or there is a hidden secret in it.

The place of the crime was the threshing floor behind the village.

The two often go where to have morning wine.

There were no witnesses at the scene, and the number of monitoring probes in the village was scarce, which invisibly increased the difficulty of solving the case.

Song Feng nodded and said, "In other words, from the time Fang Dahai was arrested until now, he has always said that he is the murderer?"

"That's right."

Many doubts proved that Fang Dahai was not the murderer, but he never changed his words, insisting that he had killed Wang Erniu, even if Lao Liu wanted to help him, he couldn't help him.

Without any evidence, Fang Dahai's suspicion could not be taken down.

In some time, the case will be transferred to the court, and the death penalty awaits him.

"Brother Liu, thank you for telling me this, I know it in my heart."

"Mr. Song, if you want to clear up the grievances of Fang Dahai, it is best to be fast, the prima facie evidence is conclusive, and it will be handed over to the court at any time."

Before Song Feng left, Lao Liu repeatedly told Song Feng not to use illegal means to investigate.

Otherwise, the person who saves people is likely to become a suspect in breaking the law.

Back in the car, Song Feng glanced at the time.

There are still about two hours before Zhang Junya's plane arrives at the local area.