Wei Lai followed Liang Zhijie and them into Room 2703, which is the home of Zhu Lina and Zhang Zicong.

Zhang Zicong, 46 years old, Julina's husband, head of household 2703.

Li Fei was curious about Wei Lai's appearance, but he was a smart man, and he had a spectrum in his heart when to ask something. Zhang Zicong didn't know Wei Lai's identity, and when he saw her following Liang Zhijie, he thought that she was also from the criminal police team, so he opened the door and invited everyone in.

The crowd downstairs had dispersed, and Julina's body had also been taken away by the forensic doctor of the Municipal Criminal Police Team, leaving nothing but the blood on the ground.

"Officer Li, where did my wife fall from?" Zhang Zicong pointed to the glass on the balcony, as he described downstairs, the glass window on the balcony was half wiped down, and there was still half a basin of water under the window.

"This window is quite high, and there is a protective fence, how did your wife go up?"

"I stepped on a stool to go up."

"Where's the stool?"

"I'm moving to the dining room." Zhang Zicong pointed to the restaurant: "My wife asked me to wipe the lamp, this lamp is a bit high, and I have to step on a stool to scrub it." I said I would step on another stool, but my wife didn't want to, saying that she would have to step on it if I stepped on it, so I asked me to move this stool. As soon as I stepped on it, I heard my wife scream, and by the time I looked back, my wife had already fallen. ”

"When you were downstairs, didn't you say that you still dragged your wife?"

"It's not dragging, it's pulling, I want to pull my wife." Zhang Zicong avoided Li Fei's gaze: "My wife didn't fall directly, she grabbed the step below." No, not the steps, just the edge outside the balcony. I wanted to pull her, but my hand couldn't reach her. I tried to find a rope, but I couldn't find it. Later, I thought about calling 119, but before I could dial the phone, my wife fell. I was so stupid that I sat on the floor for a long time and couldn't get up, and then I went down to look for my wife. ”

"You and your wife do the housework together?" Liang Zhijie stood in front of the coffee table.

There is an ashtray on the coffee table, and the ashtray is full of cigarette butts, judging from the traces of cigarette burning, they should have been smoked before the incident. In addition to the ashtray, there are also scattered soot on the coffee table and on the ground between the coffee table and the sofa, which indicates that the smoker seems to be a little careless when doing this act of smoking.

Following the traces of those scattered cigarette ashes, a picture appeared in Liang Zhijie's mind.

The man sat down on the sofa with a solemn expression on his wife, who was scrubbing the glass on the balcony. The cigarette was already burning between his fingers, but he didn't realize it until his skin was burned, and he slammed the cigarette butt into the ashtray. When his wife heard the voice, she poked her head out from the balcony and asked him what was wrong. He says it's okay, you go ahead and clean the glass. The wife shook her head and turned her attention back to the glass.

The man got up and walked towards his wife as steady as he could, the soles of his shoes stained with soot, which in turn fell to the floor. The floor was mopped, and the mopping people were panicked, not realizing that the soot could not be dragged in a hurry.

The wife fell from the stairs while the husband mopped the floor at home, which is obviously unconscionable.

Liang Zhijie cast his eyes on Zhang Zicong, he was crying with Li Fei, talking about how good the relationship between their husband and wife was, and how sad he was when there was such an accident. Speaking of sadness, he couldn't help crying, his eyes squeezed and squeezed, but not many tears fell.

His poor acting skills proved that he was abnormal, but the cigarette ash could not be used as evidence, and he could have said that it was delayed before the accident.

Wei Lai stood in front of the window, looking out through the glass. From her vantage point, she could not see the scene of the fall, but she could see a group of people gathered a few steps away from the scene of the crime. The group must have been discussing Julina, and they must have made up multiple versions of the story except for the bloodshed on the ground.

Suddenly, she noticed the puddle of water in the window. It was left behind by the rag, ticking all the way from the fence to the ground. There was also a wet mark on the ground, which looked like it was left by a wet rag.

Wei Lai had a bad premonition, and she focused on the fence.

The surface of the fence was very rough scrubbed, which did not match the cleanliness of the glass. A woman who does rough housework will not only pay attention to the one thing of cleaning the glass. Similarly, a woman who can wipe the glass so clean, if she doesn't wipe the protective fence, she will definitely wipe it clean.

She bent down and looked at the bottom of the fence, and sure enough, she found a few finger prints, and the handprints looked like those left by the person who had fallen from the building.

"Team Liang, there are handprints here."

Hearing Wei Lai's voice, Zhang Zicong panicked, he rushed to Wei Lai first, and asked angrily: "Where are the handprints, don't talk nonsense." ”

"I'm not talking nonsense, it's here, because it was left by Julina when she fell from the building. She had grabbed the fence with her hands. Wei Lai deliberately pointed to a slightly more remote place. Sure enough, Zhang Zicong panicked, he was so busy wiping it with his hands, and just wiped it twice, he was caught by Li Fei who rushed over.

"Zhang Zicong, what are you doing?"

"I'll wipe the water on this guardrail!"

"There is water on this guardrail, it should be left by a rag." Wei Lai looked at the window and explained: "The window on my balcony is similar to this, and I have also wiped the glass, but I don't straddle the protective railing like Julina. She had fallen, but before she fell, she had grabbed the fence with both hands. In addition to the fence, she stepped on the outward brick below. The height of the fence is about one meter, and the height should be about six or five meters from this position of the window, which is slightly shorter than my height. This design is to prevent children from climbing and falling from the building, at the very least, children under the age of five cannot climb without the help of any tools. ”

Wei Lai gestured: "I was at the scene when Julina fell from the building, her height is between 1.65 meters and 1.67 meters, plus the height of her slippers, her head should be more than this window." Even if it is not exceeded, it is in a position that is almost the same. At this height, if you really want to save her, she won't fall to her death. ”

"These are all your guesses, she is my wife, how can I not save her." Zhang Zicong was anxious, and there was murderous intent in his eyes when he looked at Wei Lai, but that killing intent only stayed in his eyes, and in front of Liang Zhijie and Li Fei, he didn't dare to commit murder.

Wei Lai knew that he didn't dare to move herself, but she still leaned towards Liang Zhijie, and then pointed to the glass window and said, "There should be footprints on the wall bricks, but the footprints were erased with a mop." Time is so tight, the person who uses the mop must not have had time to clean it, just check the composition of the dust to know whether what I just said is true. ”