The small blackboard was listed, the so-called new victims.

He is familiar with that person, and he is so familiar that one-fifth of his life is spent with the other party.

The face you see every day when you get up, the noise you hear when you go home every day, and the nasty smell of a day's work when you get close every day.

That man is interspersed with his short life of more than ten years and almost twenty years, like a weed on the side of the road, when you care about him, you know where he is, when you don't care about him, he disappears without a trace.

He also knew that the other party knew many of his secrets, and he kept his promise to keep those secrets from birth to death.

There was no one—at least Chen Qing didn't know.

From that point of view, he did a good job.

Chen Qing took two steps forward, his eyes were a little surprised, his uncle's photo was pasted on the small blackboard, and the time of death was marked under the photo.

The time of death is estimated to be around two o'clock last night.

When he died, he was intense, and he walked very uneasily.

His face was almost completely torn apart, and most of his head was opened.

Judging from the environment at the scene, it should be that the victim was not completely dead when the face was cut, resulting in the struggle and further violence of the perpetrator.

His blood stained the walls around him and almost soaked the lawn beneath him.

When he was found, he was lying on the northernmost side of the South Ring Road.

It was far from his home, but it was a place he had to pass to get to work.

He would pass by on his nearly two-hour commute, then lean against the wall and gently tap the heel of his toe to relieve the soreness on the soles of his feet.

There he was, in the alley where he had been walking for more than ten years, dead that he couldn't die anymore.

After his wife learned of her husband's death after work hours, she arrived at the police station unhurriedly after about three hours.

recognized the corpse, and then spat in disgust; He recognized the corpse, and then vomited in the corner for a quarter of an hour.

She hadn't set foot in the morgue since, and she hadn't even been moved since.

"What a hard-hearted woman......"

A lot of them say that.

"She didn't even want to hide it."

They struggled with the words in their mouths, and in the end they could only summarize it simply and scribbly with the words "true temperament".

But whether she is really true temperament, in fact, no one cares.

All they care about is who the murderer is.

So, they naturally took this wife, who did not shed tears, as the object of observation.

No wonder others, who let her sit in the corner of the police station, always have a smile on their faces.

Hardly anyone, after seeing that look, would think that she had nothing to do with the case.

Then, when Chen Qing saw her, when he saw his aunt, they were separated by a piece of glass in the interrogation room.

"She's been making such a fuss all the time?" Chen Qing pointed to the people in the interrogation room, looking a little surprised.

"It's been almost an hour." Jiang Wan frowned, sighed, and looked down at the transcript in front of her.

"The firepower is really strong."

Chen Qing nodded, "Lower the air conditioner." ”

He whispered, but turned up the air conditioner a few degrees, and then changed it to heating.

Others didn't notice it, but Jiang Wan saw it, but she didn't say it, she glanced at it, and then set her eyes on the woman.

It's despicable to use this tactic against innocent people, but it's merciful to someone who, in addition to evidence, almost writes that I'm a participant in their face.

In three or five minutes, she walked quickly, and she had shed her thick clothes; In another two or three minutes, she was already sweating.

When this time came, Chen Qing happily turned the air conditioner to 16 degrees.

The temperature was cold, and the white mist blown by the air conditioner told the people in the interrogation room in the form of a picture that it was cooling down.

But she won't find out that she is a very careless person.

She slapped the table and pointed at the police officer in charge of the interrogation in front of her, and her mouth continued to expletive.

She watched the two young men put on their coats, and saw the sarcastic smiles on their faces, and she was very unhappy: "Laugh, laugh, laugh! Laugh fart, laugh! One by one, they are as thin as sticks! I can't pull out two taels of flesh on my body when I die! ”

"People like you! Let's go see if that kidney is okay first! Don't be in front of pork for three minutes! ”

The two police officers kept their faces unchanged, lowered their heads, glanced at their phones, and continued to wait.

Behind the glass, Chen Qing took a pen and wrote a line.

"Skinny...... It's ...... dead."

He looked at the line and turned to the police officer next to him to ask: "Have you investigated the entry and exit records at the door of her house, and ...... No. Were there any very strong men in and out of her house? ”

Beside him, someone nodded, and the person was in charge of watching the city's surveillance footage.

Her family's words...... Yes, but the comings and goings are not frequent, and the time is regular. Entering at 2 p.m. on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Fridays, and leaving at about 1 a.m. ”

"The man has ...... in the past three days"

"As usual, I got home at nine o'clock in the evening."

Chen Qing listened, his brows tightened.

"Can you ask her child?"

Jiang Wan shook her head and replied: "Her child has an intellectual disability and is still a minor. Procedurally, there was no need for his words to be used as evidence. ”

"But a chat at your leisure will do, right?"

Jiang Wan nodded, but still showed a little reluctance.

In this way, the confession will be quite confusing, and it is extremely easy to be influenced by the conversation during the conversation.

Ask him what you want, and he will give you the answer you want most.

But this answer will not be objective.

"Do you have any genetic testing?" Chen Qing asked again.

"The deceased has no relatives ...... at present" Chen Qing's side, and the police officer in charge of testing paused for a moment: "There is no proposal for DNA testing, and in principle, we will not do this test." ”

"Then do it." He nodded, and tapped his fingertips on the board in front of him several times: "I make a share with the deceased, and his son makes a share." Then ......"

He looked up at the already trembling woman in the interrogation room, and said, "His son has a share with that man." ”

……

It has been proven that it is extremely easy to get a headache when it becomes cold after a sudden heat.

And physical discomfort is the easiest way to destroy a person's psychological defense.

They watched as the woman covered her forehead, her voice becoming less sharp, and began to ask the first question.

"Your husband ......" they hesitated for a moment, then continued to ask, "where were you on the night your husband died?" ”

She gritted her teeth and glared at the two policemen in front of her, gritting her teeth as her teeth trembled wildly.

The inner lining is wet, and the outer coat is not thick.

It wasn't cold outside the police station, and she didn't have a few clothes on.

She gritted her teeth, hoping to suppress her fragile side, her trembling teeth unsettling her, and she looked at the two of them in front of her, who were calm and seemed to have a premonition, and her mouth hesitated, and she wanted to spit out the threat.

"You ...... You're punishing it! You are lynching. She couldn't say anything else, but looking at the two policemen in front of her, she complied.

"At home."

"Are there any witnesses?" They didn't expect an answer.

"Yes."

"Who?" They raised their eyes, and there was a deep surprise in them.

"Zong Haoqiang."

"Relationship."

She hesitated, her voice a little tangled: "Brother......"

She rubbed her thighs, her hands between them to get the heat, she didn't know if it was shyness or what, her voice became much quieter.

"Lover."

When she said that, there was a hint of shyness; She seemed to have regained her youth, and then she was ashamed of everyone.

But no one wanted to see a woman in her forties out of shape and with signs of menopause shy, so they interrupted the woman's memories.

"From how many points to how many points."

"From ...... It's past two o'clock in the afternoon, about half past two, oh! My son saw him too! He can prove it! ”

"Where's the time to leave?"

"Time to leave......" she frowned, as if she couldn't remember a little: "It seems to ...... It's the next morning. He never came back, and we didn't think about leaving. ”

Hearing this, the police officer on the opposite side raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you afraid that your husband will bump into it?" ”

"If you hit it, you hit it!" She waved her hand indifferently, and there was indescribable disgust in her tone: "It's good to give him a kennel, why don't you come up and push it?" There is a bed in the kitchen at home, and it is not that he is not allowed to sleep. ”

They nodded, and said nothing.

"Your relationship with your husband ......" they hesitated, and it seemed that the topic should not be asked.

"It's okay, he earns a lot, and he can give me 10,000 yuan a month." When she said this, it was as if she were talking about a passerby.

When asked what passers-by were wearing, she said, "It's okay, that's it." ”

She is so unabashedly about it.

As a result, their brows furrowed even more.

"Sooner or later, something will happen to such a family." Behind the glass, Jiang Wan's tone was filled with regret.

"But maybe such a family can last for a long, long time." He tilted his head and looked at Jiang Wan's gaze very calmly.

Time, the weapon of abhorrence, can make almost anything unacceptable acceptable.

The same is true for families.

Jiang Wan nodded, she let out a low "um", and there was a little strangeness in her eyes: "What kind of change is that...... Will this habit be broken? ”

She looked at Chen Qing, Chen Qing looked at her, and the two of them thought of one thing in unison.

……

In the interrogation room, her words began to become a little excited, and when the police officers in charge of the interrogation asked about the motive for the crime from the time and place, and then asked whether the matter had anything to do with her, she seemed to be a different person.

She became unruly and contemptuous of the police officers, she looked at them, and very arrogantly set up a battle post: "Young dick told me that this is useless! I know the law! You fools! If you don't have any evidence, you'll have to lock me up for two days at most!

I tell you! Wait until I'm out! You're all going to fucking die to me! ”

Then there are some meaningless threatening words, who know the bureau chief, know the county magistrate, and expose them after they go out.

Words like these make their ears calloused.