"Name?"

"Founder."

"Gender?"

“…… Man. ”

"Age?"

"Officer, I don't think I'm a prisoner on trial?" A slightly helpless voice sounded.

"Uh......" Officer Lin, who was sitting precariously, had a slightly stiff expression, stopped what he was doing, raised his head and smiled dryly at the man in front of him:

"I'm sorry, I'm used to it, you're here to claim the body, right?"

"Yes." Fang Zheng nodded, his eyelashes covered his eyes, and his expression was dull, making it impossible to see specific mood fluctuations.

"Your relationship with the deceased?"

"Fang Jian is my uncle."

"Uncle ......" Officer Lin has inspected the deceased's situation, and it is not surprising that he is here:

"You should be the only one of the deceased at the moment, right?"

"......" Fang Zheng hesitated:

"Yes."

In fact, Uncle Fang Jian was married in his early years and had a pair of children, but after the divorce, the children were awarded to the woman, and the two parties have cut off contact since then.

That was a long time ago, and in Fang Zheng's memory, his aunt's appearance had long been blurred.

"This way."

After coming back to his senses, he followed Officer Lin and walked along the narrow and dim passage, with the uncertain lights above as a foil, and only the sound of heavy and light footsteps echoed in his ears.

The death of his relatives is still lingering in his heart, which also makes Fang Zheng have no heart to pay attention to others.

"Founder."

The key shook flexibly on his fingers, and Officer Lin asked casually:

"Do you know what your uncle does?"

"Yes." Founder Road:

"Uncle rented a storefront in Qilipu to buy and sell antiques, and also made porcelain, and our Fang family has been making porcelain to support the family since the grandfather's generation."

Speaking of this, there is inevitably a little pride in his voice.

The name of their Fang family's century-old porcelain family can't be faked!

Of course.

Qushi is known as the porcelain capital, and there are not many porcelain families that have been inherited here for a hundred years, and the Fang family is only one of them, and it has long been down.

The ancestors are said to have prospered for a period of time, but the younger generations have not succeeded, and the uncle Fang Jian has worked hard for decades and has not been able to mix up, and even the façade is rented.

As for Founder......

It's even more small and didn't develop on this.

"Porcelain ......" Officer Lin was noncommittal and continued to ask:

"Did your uncle make any friends...... Not very good friends? ”

"Nope." Fang Zheng frowned.

Although Uncle Fang Jian is tall and big, he actually has a simple and honest personality, and he is not good at words, so it is impossible to make friends with messy people.

When sinking the channel:

"My uncle is a good person!"

"Really?" Officer Lin turned his back on the other party, pursed his lips when he heard the words, and said slowly:

"Don't be busy looking at the corpse first, first look at the photos of the scene at that time, and if you think it's acceptable, then go and examine the corpse."

As he spoke, he knocked on a small door on the side and asked for a stack of pictures from the people inside.

Fang Zheng took it, and the moment he lowered his head, his face turned pale.

"After forensic examination, the time of death of the deceased was between 3 pm and 6 pm on July 3, and he died of excessive blood loss."

Officer Lin spoke:

"The deceased was besieged by several people with sharp weapons, and from the wounds, there were at least five kinds of weapons, including a long knife that pierced the abdomen and left at the scene."

At this, his voice paused slightly.

Even if the waist and abdomen of the human body are soft parts, it is not easy to pierce with a knife, which not only requires a lot of strength, but also a certain amount of skill.

Even well-informed police officers are surprised.

Fang Zheng was looking at the murder weapon in the photo.

In modern society, it is rare to see this kind of long knife shaped like a horizontal knife, with a wide blade, a warped head, a sharp front and a slanted back, and a gauntlet between the handle and the blade.

The blade is sharp.

At a glance, it is clear that this is not an unopened exquisite exhibit, but a real murderous weapon!

In addition to the murder weapon in the photo, it is the uncle's corpse, and the bloody scene is like a heavy blow to him when he first enters society, and his heart is blocked for a while.

"There are fingerprints on the hilt of the knife, but the killer hasn't been found yet." Officer Lin shook his head and continued:

"The deceased had no relatives around him, and his relationship with the surrounding neighbors was average, and the body was found on the third day after the death."

"Strangely, apart from the injuries on the deceased's body, everything around him was not destroyed, so we suspect that the first scene of the murder was not at the residence, but it is difficult to explain that the murderer killed someone and brought back the body but left behind the murder weapon."

As he spoke, his face showed confusion and puzzlement.

Fang Fang's face was tense, the back of his hand was bruised, his heart was even more sad and angry, his eyes were already red, and he asked in a dumb voice:

"Why would anyone want to kill my uncle?"

"Haven't found out yet." Officer Lin leaned forward and said with a sense of scrutiny:

"But before he was killed, the deceased had taken out high-interest loans from some people and bought some contraband that could kill people."

"Including things like crossbows......"

Buying a large amount of contraband that can kill people and being besieged with sharp weapons does not happen to 'ordinary people'.

Fang Zheng was stunned.

In his impression, Uncle Fang Jian was honest and honest, and even if he was a little careful, he would never dare to do anything illegal and undisciplined.

Hurriedly said:

"It can't be!"

"My uncle is a good man! Even if you buy these ......, you have to do it! ”

Having said that, he inevitably felt a little flustered.

Since going to college, Founder hasn't come back much, even during the New Year's holidays, he often has to do odd jobs to earn money, and a few years may not make people change their personalities.

"Maybe." Officer Lin shrugged his shoulders and asked:

"Have you spoken to your uncle on the phone lately? Did he say anything? ”

Fang Zheng opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

He suddenly remembered that one night a few days ago, he had just finished the busy meeting hall and indeed received a call from his uncle.

At that time, I was sleepy and tired, and I just wanted to lie down in bed and take a big nap, so I hung up the phone after a few perfunctory words.

Now I want to come......

At that time, the uncle's voice was extremely excited, as if he had discovered something amazing, but he didn't pay attention to it.

"Uncle said that he has recently made a fortune!"

Fang Fang's face turned pale and muttered:

"I also want to rest well, don't work the night shift, pay attention to my body, we will have a good life in the future."

"Oh!" Officer Lin's eyes lit up:

"Did he say what the specific path was?"

"Nope." Fang Zheng lowered his head and forcibly held back his tears:

"But Uncle will never do anything bad."

"......" Officer Lin touched his chin, thoughtfully, and said after Fang Zheng's emotions calmed down a bit:

"Do you want to see the corpse?"

"Let me remind you in advance, the corpse is much more impactful than the photo, and your uncle's situation at that time is unacceptable to many police officers."

"Look." Fang Zheng took a deep breath:

"Trouble the police officer to lead the way."

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"Fang Jian's family?"

"Yes."

"Here, sign here."

A claim with dense writing came out of the window, and Fang Zheng, who was immersed in grief, just glanced at the terms on it casually, and signed his name without checking anything.

"Give!"

The package is not big, and there is not much stuff.

In addition to being familiar with mobile phones that have some pulp, they are some personal items, bracelets, cards, etc......

And a rusty bracelet.

"Thank you!"

After thanking him, Fang Zheng walked out of the door with the package like a walking corpse, and the warm sunlight fell on him, making him subconsciously squint, covering his eyes with one hand and looking up.

The scorching sun hangs high, but it can't warm the coolness in my heart.

"Hey!"

Long.

With a light sigh, Fang Zheng stepped forward.