Originally, he wanted to wrap it in a silk scarf. However, before she died, the lady pulled the silk scarf tightly because of the pain and did not let go, and in desperation, she had to cut off the part with her fingerprints with scissors, and then crumpled it into a ball. Then he wrapped the broken spectacle pieces he had picked up from the ground, along with the bloodstained knife and the cake box, and perhaps he was afraid that the bag would be too light to sink to the bottom of the river, so he wrapped the cake in it to increase its weight. He wrapped them up in a bag and threw them from the bridge into the river. Maybe it was too much of a back, and it happened to be thrown on the boat. ”

"So, what about the knife?"

"Perhaps, when the dog bites on the newspaper bag, it is thrown into the river."

Bai Lang took a deep breath of cigarette and spewed it out again, squinting his eyes and sneaking a glance at the detective.

The old detective stared at Bai Lang's side, his head turning rapidly, "What is the purpose of this strange thief Bai Lang to lure me here with a game of orange peel?"

The two seemed to be trying to ponder each other's thoughts, and neither spoke. The large house was extremely silent, and the early winter sun shone through the windows.

At this time, the old inspector felt a little embarrassed, shivered, and watched Bai Lang's every move cautiously. However, as if nothing had happened, Bai Lang leisurely exhaled smoke and smoke.

After a long silence, the air became oppressive. The old detective finally couldn't help it anymore and said, "Bai Lang, your reasoning is very correct, and the murder that happened is as true as it is, but what are you going to do with me?" What is your real purpose in bringing me here?"

"I want you to make a contribution." Bai Lang blurted out.

"What? Let me make meritorious ?......"

"That's right. Although we are enemies, we have an indescribable affection for each other. I am a curse to your heart, but for some reason, I feel that you are amiable. I would be very lonely without you. I seem to miss you in particular, but this case feels a bit strange and scary, and the murderer is not going to be a small character. If you arrest him, it won't be a big deal. I would like to give you this beautiful difference, a little contemptible respect for your Excellency.

"Actually, I could have gone and investigated the case myself. It's just that I've been busy lately. I feel like I'm not in a good position. I've always had a lot of energy, but this time I really couldn't handle it all together.

"The evidence for this homicide is almost complete. Therefore, it is not too difficult to investigate, how about it? Brother Changhao, do you mean to make a meritorious service?"

Wu Changhao was silent. Bai Lang stood up and said, "Please accept my suggestion!" Let me give you some more clues about the victims. Judging by the way she dressed at that time, this lady was most likely a singer, or else a dancer. The murderer may have been a gentleman who lived not far from the bridge, and apparently, on the left bank of the river.

"Now, I have given you all this evidence, and use these clues to investigate further, and I think the murderer will soon be revealed. Oh, by the way, I'll hold this silk scarf for the time being, and the other half is still on the victim's neck, so you can bring it when you find it, because as long as you have a pair, you will know if it is a silk scarf.

"By the way, from today, a month from now, at 10 a.m. on December 28, I am here to welcome you. Well, that's it, and besides, the murderer with monocular glasses is a left-hander and out of company! Good luck, my Inspector! ”

As soon as Bai Lang turned around, his back disappeared outside the door in an instant.

"Hey! Bai Lang, wait a moment. Inspector Wu Changhao had something to say before he asked, so he hurried to the door. However, the door was already locked, and it took him ten minutes to open it, and the same time to open the second door, and he walked to the hallway with great difficulty, and then rushed to the stairs on the third floor in one go, and Shirakuro was long gone.

"Phew, feelings?...... Full of lies, this kid's friendship is unbelievable! But what is his real purpose?" Wu Changhao couldn't understand the true meaning of Bai Lang's evidence, he packed the things on the table into his pocket, and hurriedly returned to the Security Bureau.

When Wu Changhao entered the office of the Criminal Division, a colleague said to him: "Detective, the chief of the detective section was looking for you just now!" ”

"Where is he?"

"Just got out."

"Where have you been?"

"Dongjiang Street, it seems that there was a homicide there!"

"Oh? Who was killed?"

"It's like a female singer."

"What? The singer ?...... "Wu Changhao's face immediately darkened.

Wu Changhao rushed to Dongjiang Street by car.

The murder scene was an apartment, and security was protecting the scene, which was a room on the third floor, and the head of the detective section, Kong Jie (formerly the head of the fast reaction team), and the forensic doctor were surrounding the body. The victim's name is Li Zhen and she is a singer. The body lay on a chair, covered in blood, as if there had been a fierce struggle. The victim's underwear was torn, his chest was bare, and there was a deep wound on his white and plump shoulder, and blood flowed out of the wound, making the whole chair bloodstained. She clenched her hands, half of a red silk scarf in her hand, and one of her fingernails was sunk deep in the flesh.

"Oh, she grabbed it so tightly, the murderer had the heart to take the silk scarf, and she couldn't do it easily." The Inspector looked at the dead singer's face with pity.

At this time, the medical examiner was reporting the results of the post-mortem to the section chief. "The cause of death is obvious, the victim was first stabbed twice, but this was not a fatal injury, and when she resisted violently, she was strangled to death by the murderer with a silk scarf."

The old detective was taken aback, isn't this the same as Bai Lang's reasoning?

"The towel is only half cut!" Kong Jie whispered, "This is because the murderer cut off the other half and took it away, probably because of the time constraint at the time, it was cut unevenly." ”

"It's really exactly the same as Bai Lang's reasoning. Since Bai Lang had never been to the scene, how could he be so knowledgeable? It was as if he had seen it with his own eyes...... Well, maybe he did it...... No way, Bai Lang would never kill anyone...... That...... Ah......h

At this time, an agent said: "The murderer's motive must be to kill for money?" The locks on the doors in the house were broken, and the wardrobes and closets were turned into a mess...... But what did he take? Chief, what do you think?"

Kong Jie shook his head and said, "Although the victim is a singer, he is not outstanding, but he is more charming and popular. At present, he may be a popular singer. It is said that two years ago, when she went on tour in Nandu, there were many nobles there who praised her, and one of them gave her a very valuable sapphire. Her servant once said that since she owned the sapphire, she was proud of it, cherished it, and rarely even wore it on her body. Probably hid it in a secret place. Maybe the killer killed her for the sapphire, right?"