It wasn't until they walked out of Rouge Alley that they slowed down. Li Tianhua, who was the first to cry out just now, raised his head and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and said with palpitations. "Alas, I didn't expect that an honest person like Lao Qin would be killed, it seems that this world is really getting more and more chaotic, I said brothers, let's be careful in the future, don't meet bad people and lose your life." "Alas, people sitting at home can actually fly to cause trouble, it's really miserable!" "That's right, forget it, let's leave quickly, lest I turn around and be called back by these officials." "I don't want to go again, I get dizzy when I smell blood!" "Come on, let's disperse, let's go home and settle down!" After a sigh, the four of them went their separate ways. When this kind of thing happens, where is the mood to eat and drink?

Returning his gaze to the scene of the crime in Rouge Hutong, Jiang Qiang beckoned, called An Ran to his side, pointed to a name on the confession, and said in a low voice. "An Ran told Huzi to follow this person now and see what he does!" "Yes!" Although An Ran felt a little strange, this was Jiang Qiang's order, and he just did it. As for the others, looking at Jiang Qiang's calm face, they couldn't help but whisper. "Do you think this murder case can be solved by Director Jiang?" "I think it's quite mysterious, there are no clues, I can't find any motive for the crime, how to break it, what to break it?" "Yes, if he can solve this case, I, Qin Siyu, will be convinced."

After leaving the scene, after Jiang Qiang came back, he was called directly to the office by the deputy director. Looking at the upsetting young man in front of him, the deputy director still did a good job at home. "Director Jiang, the hall has just given me a death order, demanding that the case be solved within a time limit, otherwise I don't know how those newspaper reporters will talk nonsense, which will make the people panic. What do you think? If you have three days, can you solve this case? "The deputy director put on a businesslike post." Three days? Jiang Qiang squinted his eyes and looked at the deputy director with a little doubt. He knew that the deputy director was the backstage of the mayor of Tianjin, and he had heard some rumors in the past few days, saying that he was a hairy boy with no ability, and it was just luck. But Jiang Qiang didn't care. Whether you have the ability or not, you don't just say it with your mouth, you have to do it with real skills! However, it is not uncommon for a murder case like this, which has no obvious motive in the hall, not to mention three days, even if it has been shelved for three months, or even unsolved for three years. "I'm sorry, Director, our Criminal Investigation Department is directly responsible to Director An Shiping, so it's more appropriate for you to let An Shiping set us this deadline."

These words made the deputy director's face suddenly become a little ugly. Stunned, the deputy director said with a smile: "Besides, I'm doing this for your own good, you just became the director of the Criminal Investigation Department, if an ordinary homicide case can't be solved, I'm afraid you will be criticized!" "Hehe, if you are criticized, it is your criticism! Jiang Qiang said calmly: "Director, I will definitely go all out to handle the case, but I can't guarantee this deadline." Looking at Jiang Qiang's appearance of not getting in with oil and salt, a trace of gloom flashed in Jian De's eyes, and he put on a businesslike appearance and said: "Then, Jiang Qiang, I will tell you the truth now, I have reported to the above, and this case will be investigated within three days, if it cannot be completed by the expiration date, the above will blame it, don't blame me!" "No wonder I came to take this case, it turned out to be waiting for me here! But I already have an eyebrow for this case, so if you want to do something, there must be no chance to take advantage of it.

"Director, if I can solve the case within three days, will I have to give some rewards to the brothers?" Jiang Qiang said calmly. The deputy director didn't think about it, and blurted out: "Okay, this is no problem." "Okay, then thank you in advance, Director, I'll go on errands." Jiang Qiang curled the corners of his lips slightly, turned his head and walked out of the office, and the police officers outside who had pricked up their ears all started to get busy again after seeing people come out. "Hmph, boy, don't be ashamed, if you can't break it in three days, I'll see how you explain it!" In the office, the deputy director squinted his eyes and looked gloomy. Reckless? Jiang Qiang is not reckless at all, and his career experience in his previous life tells him: if he chooses to endure everywhere, the road will definitely not be long. If you can't solve this murder case, it is equivalent to confirming the rumors that you are shit lucky, but in fact, you don't have much ability. Thinking of this, Jiang Qiang took a sip of water, waved his hand to Pei Dongchang, changed into civilian clothes and hurriedly set off.

"Captain, that guy is really not a thing, he clearly wants to set you up, how can such a brainless murder case be solved in three days." Out of the police department, An Ran said indignantly. "Don't worry about him, let's do our part of the errand. Let's go, let's go to the south of the city. "Yes!" An Ran felt the sudden happiness that he could finally be alone with Jiang Qiang, that case had nothing to do with him, he just wanted to be with Jiang Qiang every day, if Jiang Qiang knew An Ran's idea at this time, he might immediately drive this little girl back to his father.

Eighteen turns in the south of the city. When Jiang Qiang came over in a rickshaw, Huzi immediately walked out of the corner, glanced at An Ran, and reported later. "Captain, I've been watching here, this Jingtian hasn't gone out since he went home." "Well, yes, just keep an eye on it, you don't have to startle the snake." Jiang Qiang looked left and right, and then pointed to a teahouse not far away: "Let's go, let's go over there to set up a monitoring point, I want to know his every move." "Yes!" Tea House Elegant Room. When the telescope was set up, Huzi continued to monitor. An Ran next to him asked with a little doubt, "Captain, do you suspect that this guy has something to do with Uncle Qin's murder?" "Hmm." Jiang Qiang stood in front of the window and nodded. "Is this possible? They seem to be from the same school, and it is said that the relationship is not bad. Jiang Qiang thought of the confession he saw, and he didn't believe it. Nothing is impossible, anything is possible! When handling a case, you must make bold assumptions, carefully verify it, and it is annoying that you will not write the word murderer on your face! After Jiang Qiang heard this, he said lightly. Yes, yes, the Commissioner said! An Ran hurriedly nodded as if he was taught. Captain, there is a situation, he is out! At this moment, An Ran suddenly turned his head and said. Jiang Qiang raised his binoculars and looked over, and found that Jing Tianrui, who was still wearing a suit, left the house in a hurry. "Captain, do you want to keep following?" Huzi turned his head and asked. "Well, go ahead." Jiang Qiang waved his hand. "Yes!" Putting down the binoculars, Huzi put on his hat and hurriedly ran downstairs. "Captain, what about us?" An Ran asked respectfully. Looking at the small courtyard downstairs, Jiang Qiang rubbed his chin and said, "I'll go in, you just stare outside." "Captain, why don't you let me in?"

Faced with An Ran's initiative to ask, Jiang Qiang said lightly: "You don't know the situation here, so I'll go." I have a gut feeling that maybe the clue is in this room. "Alright, I'll be on guard outside." Enron no longer insisted. After the two went downstairs, they came to the back wall of the small courtyard, Jiang Qiang swept left and right, and after finding that there was nothing abnormal, and then, with the cooperation of An Ran, with the help of his strength, he climbed on the wall and easily entered the small courtyard. After landing, Jiang Qiang looked around. It was a single-door house with only two rooms in front of it, and there was only a mottled plane tree in the courtyard except for a stone table. After seeing that there was nothing abnormal here, Jiang Qiang came to the door. The moment he slowly pushed open the door, his face sank, and his eyes were slightly condensed. Sure enough, there are cats that are tired. I saw a thin layer of incense ash under the threshold, as long as you pushed the door harder, the incense ash would definitely be scraped everywhere. Even if you tap to open the door, if you don't pay attention, you will definitely leave footprints. "Hmph, you will actually arrange this back hand, surnamed Jing, you are really not as pure as you seem on the surface." Jiang Qiang jumped over, jumped into the house over the incense ash, and then carefully checked the room. The layout of the house is simple, and there are no extra decorations other than simple daily necessities. Only a vase was placed on the jujube wood bar against the wall, and instead of flowers, it was a half-bald feather duster. There is a washbasin stand next to the door.

In the bedroom, there is an ordinary wooden bed, and there is a desk next to it, on which are some books. Everything seems to be normal. Walking to the desk, Jiang Qiang picked up the pen on the table and looked at it, the corners of his mouth curled slightly. It seems that his guess is correct, this guy is no longer suspicious, but very disgusted! "Huh! How did this thing end up here? Just as Chu Mufeng turned around and wanted to go to the next room to continue checking, his pupils shrank sharply, and two rays of light burst out from the bottom of his eyes. I saw a jewelry box on the cabinet next to the bed. A jewelry box that is exactly the same as the one that Huang Shilang wanted to take from his hand before! No, it shouldn't be that, Wang Gezhi reported to himself at noon that day, and the weasel had already handed over the things to the owner. So this one belongs to Jingtian? I almost missed this big flaw! A jewelry box with an unsightly appearance is placed on the bedside table in such an open and honest way, and people usually don't pay much attention to it when they see it, which is a typical black lamp. The more obvious it is, the easier it is to overlook.

Jiang Qiang, who had found something from the stolen jewelry box before, was now 100% sure that the jewelry box in front of him was also not simple. The secret hidden in this is likely to reveal a shocking case. I really didn't expect that Uncle Qin's death would involve this clue. Jiang Qiang immediately picked up the jewelry box and looked at it. Sure enough, this one had exactly the same mechanism as the previous jewelry box that hid the secret of the numbers, with a mezzanine underneath. When opened, there was also a small note with several lines of numbers written densely on it. Mysterious numbers! "It's definitely a password, and you have to find the codebook, or you won't be able to crack it. The code book should be in this room. With his rich experience in handling cases, Chu Mufeng did not hesitate, and immediately looked through the house. Soon, he locked on a book.

The book is called "Chunhua Poems", and it is sandwiched between the stacks of books on the table. The reason why I chose this book is quite simple. Because Chu Mufeng found that the pile of books on the desk was a bit out of place with the title of the book. "It's supposed to be you!" You must know that he was professionally trained in code decipherment, and he also studied how his instructor used "Butterfly Dream" to harvest deciphering information, and immediately pulled out the "Chunhua Poetry Collection". The simple codebooks of this period were all like this, which was nothing more than playing with the numeric password, and the numeric password was a combination of the number of pages, rows, and columns. For example, the number 2647 probably represents a word in column 7 of line 4 on page 26. By combining the Chinese characters represented by these numbers, you can understand the content of the information. When Jiang Qiang tried to crack those numbers one by one according to this law, a figure appeared at the mouth of the alley.

It's Jingtian who is back. Thinking that the captain was still inside, An Ran, who was in charge of letting go of the wind, immediately chased after him: "Mr. Jing, wait!" After a pause, Jing Tianrui, who was standing at the door, turned his head to look at An Ran, and said with a slightly puzzled expression: "Are you?" "I'm from the Criminal Investigation Department of the National Police Department, and I still have something I want you to know about the murder of Uncle Qin." An Ran said directly. "What else is looking for me? I've already said it this morning! A hint of panic flashed in Jing Tian's eyes, and he said with a bit of caution. Oh, haven't you worked with Uncle Qin, you must know more about him, so I want to ask you if you know what hobbies he usually has besides raising gnats, and whether he has ever had a grudge against anyone! "An Ran took out a pen and notebook and said." Sir, I really don't know much about this, but I've told you everything! Jing Tian shook his head and said. If you reminisce about the memories, there may be something you will forget! "Enron has a board and an eye." Sir, why don't you give me some time, I'll go back and think about it, and I'll go to you when I think of it? Jing Tian said with a frown. Okay, I'll give you time now, you can think about it slowly! ”

"Sir, do you want to sit down at home and have a cup of tea? I'll tell you what comes to mind! With that, Jing Tian turned around and was about to open the door. Jiang Qiang was about to go up to stop him, but the door suddenly opened from the inside, and a person walked out from inside. "You...... How did you end up in my house? Sir, there is a thief...... Yes! Jing Tian was slightly stunned, then turned his head and shouted at An Ran. Boom! Jiang Qiang, who had just gone out, saw Jing Tian standing at the door, and put him down without saying a word. With a deliberate calculation or no intention, coupled with Jiang Qiang's mastery of grappling skills, Jing Tian naturally had no power to fight back, and knelt on the ground and wailed. "You...... What are you doing? Sir, hurry up and catch him, this gangster still dares to commit murder! "Fart, this is Director Jiang!" Seeing Jiang Qiang arresting people, An Ran naturally stepped forward to assist, took out the handcuffs and handicapped him! Then, Jiang Qiang slipped Jing Tian's chin off, you must know that spies in this era usually hide poison in the collar, and once the matter is exposed, they will not hesitate to take poison and commit suicide.

This has to be guarded against. However, Jiang Qiang obviously overestimated this Jing Tian, and the neckline of his coat did not have the deadly poison he imagined. grabbed him from the ground, Jiang Qiang waved his hand and said, "Take him back!" "In the interrogation room. After a long time, Jing Tian, who was finally picked up and lowered, was flushed, his eyes glared at Jiang Qiang, and he shouted at the throat of the male duck. "You are all policemen, openly breaking into people's houses in broad daylight, and arresting people for no reason, do you know that this is a crime?" "Breaking the law?" Jiang Qiang stood up, took a few steps forward, his eyes showed a playful look, and he glanced obliquely. "You also know that we are police, what do you think we are doing when we go to your house? Are I going to invite you to dinner? "You...... What do you mean? As if he couldn't accept Jiang Qiang's ridicule, Jing Tian shouted with a blue face: "I know that you are the captain and in charge of my senior brother's murder case, why don't you hurry up and solve the case, why are you at my house?" Do you think the murderer will hide in my house? "This is not possible!" Jiang Qiang said indifferently. "You're just unreasonable." Jing Tian made an angry appearance, and said in a choked voice: "My senior brother's bones are not cold now, you police don't go to catch the murderer, go to my house to investigate, do you have any valuable clues to investigate?" If not, I'll sue you for trespassing! "The jury was Huzi and Enron.

The two of them didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Jiang Qiang's gourd, so they could only keep silent. "Trespassing?" Jiang Qiang tapped his fingers on the tabletop, looked at Jing Tian and mocked: "Do you think you are very clever and clean up all traces, so we don't have any clues, and you don't think that you are a murderer?" "What? You say I'm a murderer? Are you saying that I killed the senior brother? "Jing Tian seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke in the world, and he laughed back and forth." I know that you black-hearted policemen are like this, as long as you encounter a case that you can't solve, just find someone to come out of the top tank, I'm the one you are going to pull out of the top tank, right? "Are you trying to bend into a fight?" Let me tell you, I have friends in my newspaper, if you want to refer to the deer as a horse, reverse black and white......" "Reverse black and white!" Jiang Qiang's palm turned into a fist and slammed it on the table, causing Jing Tian to tremble suddenly, and his words were broken. Then, he scolded with a torch in his eyes: "Jing Tian, you really don't die if you don't have the heart of the Yellow River, do you think we have no clues?" To tell you the truth, I now have enough evidence to prove that you are the real murderer! ”

"You did it at the time, it should have been unexpected, not premeditated, so after you killed someone, you just erased some obvious traces, but inadvertently exposed some other information." "You're a left-hander, aren't you?" Jiang Qiang changed his words. "Yes! What's wrong? Jingtian nodded. The deceased was killed by a blow to the left side of the head, and according to the situation at the scene, there were no signs of a fight, which means that the perpetrator should have known the deceased, so he could easily enter his home, and then launched a sneak attack behind the deceased. "According to the habit of normal people, if you use your right hand to commit murder, you should hit the right side of the deceased's head, and only left-handers will smash it to the left side." Jiang Qiang gestured with the void in his hand. "So what? Could it be that the murderer did it deliberately? Besides, there are so many left-handed people, why do you say that I am the murderer! Jing Tian argued unwillingly, but there was a hint of panic in his eyes.

"Of course, this alone just makes me suspicious, that's why I went to your house to check it out." As he spoke, Jiang Qiang picked up a notebook from the desktop and said, "This is the deceased's note, you must not have the heart to read it." But you would never have dreamed that because of your momentary greed, there is a big flaw left. "The deceased said that he had just received a superb flower-film porcelain gourd for raising grasshoppers this morning, which was carved with landscape patterns, and had been coiled out of the pulp, which made him love it." "But I didn't find the gourd at the scene, but I saw it at your house. After all, you also like to raise gnats, and it's not an exaggeration to see this gourd, so it's not too much to hold hands. Jiang Qiang said unhurriedly. You...... You are far-fetched, what's wrong with me raising a gourd? Jingtian argued.

"Yes, it's normal to have a similar gourd, but there is also a toad snoring in the gourd that the deceased accidentally found last night, is it also a coincidence?" Jiang Qiang's gaze seemed to penetrate the other party's chest. Toad snoring to see Qing'er? What the hell is that? Huzi and An Ran, who didn't know much about raising grasshoppers, both looked at Jiang Qiang curiously. "This ...... I raised it myself, what's wrong? Jing Tian's pupils shrank, and he still argued strongly. Hmph, raise it yourself? When you are a toad snoring, you see that Qing'er is Chinese cabbage, and you can raise it if you want to? Jiang Qiang continued: "Moreover, in your house, I saw another crucial thing: the murder weapon!" "The murder weapon? Where do I have a murder weapon? Jing Tian's face turned a little pale. That's it, of course! As he spoke, Jiang Qiang took out a heavy inkstone from his pocket and put it on the table! According to the knowledge of the murder scene, the fatal injury suffered by the deceased was a hard object in the back of the head, what is the most consistent thing in his room with the shape of the wound? ”

"I've also envisioned several possibilities, such as stones, vases, stools...... But it doesn't feel like it, because the shape of the wound is textured. "With such a question, when I searched your house, I saw this inkstone, and I thought at that time that it was definitely this inkstone that killed Uncle Qin." Jiang Qiang said conclusively. That is, there was no DNA testing method in this era, otherwise, Jiang Qiang could be sure that there would definitely be residual tissue of the deceased on it. "Although this inkstone has been wiped clean by you, don't you think Jing Tian has a pen and ink on your table, but there is no ink brush, is it very abrupt to have such an inkstone?" "As for the deceased Qin Shuli's house, there are three treasures in the study, but the only thing missing is the inkstone in it, don't you think it's obvious enough?" Watching Jiang Qiang come up with strong evidence one after another, beads of sweat appeared faintly on Jing Tian's forehead, his lips trembled slightly, and his face turned from white to blue. "To be honest, I can still understand you taking away that gourd and watching Qing'er, but I really don't know why you took this inkstone away and didn't destroy it, even if you throw it away on the road, it's safer than staying at home as evidence of crime, right?" "Why don't you let me guess, although you don't use an inkstone, there are people you know who like this thing, so after you stoned Uncle Qin to death, you just took it away, so that you don't have to leave handles and traces, right?" Jiang Qiang's analysis made Jing Tianrui's eyes widen, and a kind of timidity appeared in his heart.

Is this surnamed Jiang a god? How can it be calculated so accurately? "I ...... Why can't I have an inkstone? Why do you say that this inkstone belongs to Uncle Qin's family and is a murder weapon? I'm still saying that, I didn't kill anyone. "Jing Tian is a dead duck with a hard mouth, he has made up his mind not to admit his guilt, what if the other party analyzes it one by one?" Don't be stubborn, I have a third clue here, and that is human witnesses! ”