Pan Guoqing didn't expect that the current police would be so boring, and they would still care about where his family's money was spent. The irrepressible dissatisfaction came up, and he couldn't control his emotions anymore, so he lifted the curtain.

"Brush!" There was a sound on the ground, and the couple's private bedroom was revealed in front of Zhao Xiangwan and the others.

A shelf bed surrounded by a pink curtain and fluffy bedding in cherry blossom pink. By the window was a small white square table with a pink embroidered tablecloth and a small milk bottle on the bedside table, with a wilted rose plugged into the bottle. It can be seen that Weng Pingfang was a woman who paid great attention to the quality of life before her death.

Pan Guoqing opened the wardrobe and shouted loudly: "Look, look, my hard-earned money is spent on this!" ”

There are all kinds of dresses and bags hanging in the wardrobe, and you can see that the price is expensive.

Pan Guoqing picked up a bag and slammed it on the ground: "This bag costs two thousand!" ”

Tear off a silk long skirt again: "This skirt costs two hundred!" ”

"This, a thousand!"

"This coat cost me eight hundred!"

One by one, one by one, all of them are Pan Guoqing's hard-earned money from a glass of wine and a glass of wine.

Zhao Xiangwan and He Mingyu glanced at each other.

He Mingyu leaned close to her ear and whispered: "There are no Pan Guoqing's clothes in the closet, this woman has spent all the money earned by her husband on herself, no wonder ......"

Without waiting for He Mingyu to finish speaking, Zhao Xiangwan spoke.

"A woman who doesn't run a house, a woman who only dresses up and never cares about you, a woman who takes your money to support a lover, so ...... Do you hate her? ”

Her words were sharp and indifferent, like a sharp knife piercing Pan Guoqing's heart.

Pan Guoqing gasped and stopped, and replied for a long time: "Didn't you ask, where did the money go?" Now you know, right? I used to drive a truck in the construction machinery factory, and after I got married, Pingfang thought I made little money, so I applied to be a salesman, married for three years, and handed over to her forty or fifty thousand, but the deposit was only 3,000 yuan, hehe, hehe, haha......"

At the end of the laugh, tears fell from his eyes, and his expression was almost crazy.

Zhao Xiangwan continued to stimulate him: "Hate, right? I want to kill her. ”

Kill? Pan Guoqing's sanity instantly returned.

With trembling hands, he picked up his clothes one by one and hung them up, his expression softening.

"She's good-looking, and it's normal for her to like to dress up. Although I feel uncomfortable, I can't help it. Every year when I go home and give her the money, she will give me a good face, just spend money to buy her a beautiful smile. I don't hate her, when she is kind to me, I want to give her my life. Besides, she had a man outside, and I only found out when the police notified me of the body, how could I kill her? ”

Touching Pan Guoqing's psychological barrier again, Zhao Xiangwan did not continue to pursue. He now senses the suspicion of the police, and it will only get deeper and deeper.

"Pan Guoqing, now the suspect has been found, but the other party insists that he and Weng Pingfang are just lovers and have not killed anyone. If you have any evidence or clues, please notify the police immediately. ”

A strange light flashed in Pan Guoqing's small eyes: "Found it?" That's great! I estimate that this year's commission will be 12,000, and I will be able to get it when the unit issues a year-end bonus, I said to Pingfang, and when I get this money, I will buy a two-bedroom apartment in the city, and have a fat boy, and a family of three will live happily. Pingfang was very happy at the time, saying that she wanted to quit her job at the café and didn't want to do the job of waiter. You say, did Pingfang plan to break up with that man, but the man didn't want to, so the two had an argument and killed her by mistake? ”

Very good, he even thought about the motive for Zhao Qingyun to kill.

Pan Guoqing gushed endlessly, and the more he spoke, the more excited he became: "Killing people pays for life, this has been the truth since ancient times. This man killed Pingfang, then let him use his life......"

Zhao Xiangwan interrupted him: "There is no suspicion, do you know? ”

Pan Guoqing was stunned for a moment: "What? ”

"In criminal proceedings, where the facts of the crime are unclear, the evidence is not credible or sufficient, and criminal responsibility should not be pursued, it is not to be prosecuted."

Pan Guoqing was confused when he heard it, but he felt a little bad: "What do you mean?" ”

"At present, it can only be determined that the other party has an improper relationship with Weng Pingfang, but the evidence of the murder is not true and sufficient, and I am afraid that criminal responsibility will not be pursued."

Pan Guoqing's face changed: "Don't pursue it?" Did you just let him go? ”

[Can't kill him like this? Damn it! I knew that Lao Tzu would have gone over earlier, and I would have killed him together! 】

Zhao Xiangwan's heart sank, sure enough, the murderer was the honest man in front of him!

Once this is determined, all that remains is how to guide him to reply and find more evidence. If he can't knock him down with a stick, I'm afraid that the "never suspect guilt" learned from Zhao Xiangwan will make him more cautious.

"I guess so. At present, he is only a suspect, and if sufficient evidence is not found, I am afraid that it will be difficult to file a lawsuit, and he can only be released at that time. ”

Pan Guoqing's face was a little distorted, his face full of acne marks was a little uglier, his hands unconsciously exerted his strength, "stabbing -" sound, and the silk dress in his hand was torn in half.

"Can't let him go! He killed Pingfang, that is, he killed Pingfang, how could he let him go? ”

Zhao Xiangwan said lightly: "That can't be helped, our police handle the case and tell the facts and lay out the evidence, but we don't want to make any tricks." ”

Pan Guoqing sat on the bed with his ass moving, his lips tightly closed, and he didn't say a word.

After countless psychological constructions, the hard barrier erected in Pan Guoqing's heart collapsed violently, and what he thought in his heart unguarded unfolded in Zhao Xiangwan's mind.

[It's obviously so well arranged, why can't you convict Zhao Qingyun that dog day? ] 】

[The police are moving so fast, I was going to wait for them to find no one to reveal a little information. Zhao Qingyun wants to hide? Don't! 】

[It didn't take much effort to strangle that slut, Lao Tzu saw that her face was full of spring, what a □□! ] When I lived as a husband and wife with Lao Tzu, it was like going to the execution ground, and I fought with Lao Tzu desperately, and grabbed a few blood marks on Lao Tzu's neck. Sleeping with a wild man but being very willing, running dozens of miles to deliver it to the door, what a shameless slut! 】

【Hotel open?】 Lao Tzu makes you dog men and women happy! What about getting drunk? Lao Tzu drove like that. Waiting for Zhao Qingyun's dog thing to come out, Lao Tzu turned into the corridor, killed someone and then returned the same way, who knew that Lao Tzu could kill someone after drinking half a catty of wine? 】

……

The details of Pan Guoqing's murder spread out in front of him little by little, and Zhao Xiangwan's face became more and more serious. She suddenly raised her hand, pointed to Pan Guoqing's neck and asked, "What's wrong with your neck?" ”

Pan Guoqing was startled, and subconsciously covered the wound on his neck with his left hand: "No, it's nothing, my neck is itchy, and I accidentally scratched the skin." ”

"When?"

"Before, a while ago."

Pan Guoqing's sudden stuttering made Zhu Feipeng's vigilance pause, he stood up, pulled away Pan Guoqing's hidden hand, tore off the collar of his cotton coat, and carefully examined his wounds.

Three blood marks crossed the back of his neck and extended to his ears, about a millimeter deep, and the skin next to him was turned out, and it seemed that the injury was not light.

Zhu Feipeng sneered: "You caught it yourself?" It's a lot of work. ”

He pressed Pan Guoqing's shoulder with one hand, twisted his arm with the other, and forcibly raised his palm to his eyes: "You don't have nails, how can you cut so deeply?" ”

Pan Guoqing's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he screamed: "Officer, you are lighter, because the scratch is deep, so I cut my nails." ”

He Mingyu was careful, and frowned for a moment: "Freshly cut nails? I see that the edges of your nails are rough, I'm afraid they weren't cut, but you have a habit of gnawing your nails, right? ”

A lie needs an infinite number of lies to complete.

Pan Guoqing's brain was racing fast, and he said with a red face: "That, police officer, you can spare me." This is when I was living as a husband and wife with Pingfang, she was excited to scratch it. ”

"Lie! Zhao Qingyun has no scars on his body, and Weng Pingfang does not have such a fetish. ”

Zhao Xiangwan's keen observation and Zhu Feipeng's strong questioning made Pan Guoqing panic, and the policeman who was still kind to him just now suddenly became fierce, Pan Guoqing didn't know what went wrong, and tried to make up for it, but he didn't expect that the more he said, the more loopholes there were.

"That...... It's husband and wife's interest, Weng Pingfang just likes me like this, don't ask anymore. Pan Guoqing struggled, and the cotton hat on top of his head slipped off, revealing a large bald head.

On a cold day, shave your head, and there will be a demon when something goes wrong.

Thinking that only Weng Pingfang and Zhao Qingyun's hairs were found at the scene of the crime, He Mingyu's suspicions deepened.

However, this is all just suspicion.

Zhao Xiangwan's goal was achieved, and he silently closed the transcript. As long as Zhu Feipeng and He Mingyu are suspicious of Pan Guoqing, it will be much easier to investigate the case later.

Coming out of Pan Guoqing's house, He Mingyu and Zhu Feipeng both looked at Zhao Xiangwan.

"Zhao Xiangwan, do you suspect that Pan Guoqing killed someone?"

"Didn't he have time to commit the crime?"

"Yes, even if we suspect it, he doesn't have the time to commit the crime."

Zhao Xiangwan did not answer their questions, but said, "Let's go, find Qian Zhenye to understand the situation." ”

Zhu Feipeng had already acquiesced to Zhao Xiangwan's dominance, and the three of them asked Qian Zhenye's residence, and by the way, they also investigated his relationship with Pan Guoqing, and the information they got was very interesting.

"I haven't seen how good the relationship between the two of them is before, but this time after Pan Guoqing came back from a business trip, the two of them got quite close."

"Qian Zhenye opened a lot of goods in the factory, but he was good at wine and had been punished several times. If it weren't for his old qualifications, he would have been expelled for fear of being expelled. ”

"Ah, that's it. Qian Zhenye has old qualifications, and he is divided into the earliest bungalows built in the factory, the two easternmost rooms are his house, and the truck parked on the floor is Qian Zhenye's. ”

Zhao Xiangwan asked: "The truck is from the factory, why is it parked in the family area?" ”

"According to the rules, the car should be returned to the convoy after the delivery of the goods, but that being said, Qian Zhenye often drives home. If we have a lot of New Year's goods, we will occasionally ask him for help. ”

Zhao Xiangwan looked at the truck thoughtfully, a thought flashed in his mind, and said to Zhu Feipeng: "Let's come to see Qian Zhenye later, and ask at the gate first." ”

The three of them came to the gate, and the master doorman was dozing off.

Hearing that the police comrade wanted to check the situation of the vehicles entering and leaving on the night of January 11, he scratched his head: "No. 11? It's been a little while, I want to think about it......"

After thinking about it for a long time, he said embarrassedly: "I drank some wine that night, and people were a little confused, anyway, I helped open the door when the lights were on, and I didn't pay attention to whose car it was." ”

Zhao Xiangwan frowned: "Drinking? Who gave the wine? ”

"Pan Guoqing sent it, this kid has a conscience, and the good wine he brought back from the north is fragrant! Stamina. ”

Zhao Xiangwan continued to ask: "That night, around 12 o'clock, did you have a car back?" ”

The doorman suddenly slapped his thigh, and his eyes lit up: "You don't say that I forgot, it was cold that night, I drank wine and slept in a daze, and I was woken up by the sound of a horn in the middle of the night." I was a little impatient and pushed open the door to the bathroom, and the cold wind poured my neck.

And guess who's back? It's Pan Guoqing's kid! With the smell of alcohol, he still dares to drive out, hehe, hey, he is so bold. The kid also instructed me not to let me talk outside, lest the factory blame him for his private use of the bus. If it weren't for the police comrades who came to ask, I wouldn't have said. ”

Zhu Feipeng gasped.

With this clue, the three of them had more ideas when they found Qian Zhenye to ask.

"The wine that Pan Guoqing brought? Who stir-fried the dish? ”

"Xiao Pan has a conscience, I still remember my master, I think he taught him to drive a truck back then. He was considerate of me, fried a few dishes from the restaurant opposite the factory and brought them to his home, chatting while eating, comfortable. ”

"What time does he arrive at your house?"

"What time is it? Come to think of it, it must be six or seven o'clock. It was getting dark early, and the street lights were on when he came. ”

"How much did you drink? Who got drunk first? ”

"A bottle of wine, I drank half a catty, usually I don't drink as much as him, but he got drunk earlier than me that day. It is estimated that I was angry with my wife, and I was easy to get drunk when I drank stuffy. Seeing him screaming dizzy, I couldn't bear it, and after dragging him to the bed and lying down, I fell headlong on the bed. This wine is good, and I slept until dawn. ”

"What time did you go to bed?"

"It's about ten o'clock. When Xiao Pan shouted dizziness, I looked at my watch, and I was still thinking, why is it ten o'clock? Have we been drinking for so long? ”

"So, you told the police that you were with Pan Guoqing on the night of the 11th, and he didn't leave until after eight o'clock the next morning?"

"yes, we've been together all along."

"Can you guarantee that he hasn't been out in between?"

"Can't! He was too drunk to walk, so I dragged him to the bed and lay him down. I got up in the second half of the night to go to the toilet and saw that he was snoring and snoring, where can I get out? ”