Zhu Kang was responsible for placing the signs, Zhu Feipeng was responsible for taking pictures, Ai Hui drew white lines next to the corpse, Liu Liangju took fingerprints, and Huang Yuande collected footprints.

On the floor, there were several book boxes scattered around, and it was not known whether the deceased pushed them down before struggling, or if they were deliberately smashed during the struggle.

The study room is very spacious, twenty or thirty square meters, and there is still plenty of space to move around after the bookcase, desk, and computer are placed. The desk faces the door, and the bookcase is lined with three white walls. To the right of the door is a row of display cases containing a variety of trophies, medals, certificates and photographs.

The showcases don't have doors, but there isn't a single bit of dust, and it's obviously cleaned every day.

Approaching this showcase, I saw that the hero of the photo and the owner of the award, in addition to Sheng Chenghao, was Sheng Zaitian.

Sheng Chenghao on the photo is full of spirit, from youth to middle age, each one is full of self-confidence, the national star entrepreneur, the top ten entrepreneurial stars, and the most honest enterprise...... It can be seen that Sheng Chenghao's life is full of flowers.

Sheng Zaitian in the photo from toddler to teenager, pink baby, beautiful and handsome teenager, thick eyebrows, big eyes, full of confidence, his awards, trophies, medals are particularly numerous, as small as the first place in the kindergarten singing competition, the first prize in the primary school calligraphy competition, as big as the top ten teenagers in the star city, the gold medal of the national mathematics competition...... There are all kinds of things.

There are also a lot of photos of the father and son, with Sheng Chenghao holding a few months-old Sheng Zaitian, his eyes full of joy; Sheng Chenghao held the back seat of the bicycle and said loudly to Sheng Zaitian, who was seven or eight years old; Sheng Chenghao and Sheng Zaitian, who graduated from high school, took a group photo on campus.

Liu Liangju leaned over to take a look, and "tsk" a few times, "This dad is really eccentric, a whole cabinet, only him and his younger son, his wife and eldest son don't even have a figure." ”

Zhu Feipeng came to take pictures and also raised this question: "Why don't you have a family photo?" ”

This question is answered in the living room on the first floor.

On the display partitions on both sides of the TV cabinet in the living room, family photos are placed. Photos of the whole family traveling and playing together, with the time marked in the upper right corner of each photo. Since 1980, the four of them have gone to the photo studio every year to take a group photo, watching their two sons grow up from a little bit taller, which makes people sigh.

- A good family of four, just like that.

After the scene investigation was completed, Gao Guangqiang beckoned to Zhao Xiangwan and motioned for her to follow him and communicate with the informant.

The policeman, Ms. Xie Xianyun, sat on the leather sofa in the living room, covering her face with her hands, tears silently oozing from her fingers. Her shoulders twitched in the face of police questioning, and she was clearly in excruciating pain.

"You called the police?"

"Yes."

"When will the body be found?"

"At about eleven o'clock in the morning, I came back from the hospital, and as soon as I opened the door, I smelled the stench, followed the smell upward, and saw the door of the study open, and Lao Sheng ......"

"Were you the only one at the time?"

"No, I'm with the driver Xiao Qin."

"The driver went upstairs?"

"Ah, no, Xiao Qin just picked me up and discharged me from the hospital, and when he came back, he parked the car in the garage and didn't go upstairs."

"No one else in the house?"

"Nope. This week my husband is going to Kyoto on a business trip, I am in the hospital and there is no one else at home. ”

"Don't you have someone at home? Like a cook, a babysitter, a cleaner? ”

"No, Lao Sheng doesn't like outsiders at home."

"What about your two sons?"

"Recently, the company has a project launched, and Zaizhong has been working overtime in the company; ...... Heaven"

Xie Xianyun's eyes suddenly wandered a little, and he hesitated for a moment: "Zaitian, he has been accompanying me in the hospital." ”

Gao Guangqiang immediately noticed that something was wrong: "What day did you enter the hospital?" ”

Xie Xianyun thought for a while: "June 18th." ”

Zhao Xiangwan was having a party with his colleagues at the Four Seasons Hotel that day, and accidentally saw Sheng Chenghao entertaining guests in the private room next door, which was June 19th.

No wonder Sheng Zaitian at the banquet that day was unhappy, it turned out that they were sitting in the hotel eating and drinking, cheering and celebrating his escort. However, his biological mother was hospitalized and suffering from illness.

"Sheng Zaitian has been with you in the hospital? Didn't leave? ”

Xie Xianyun's voice trembled a little: "Yes, he has been accompanying me in the hospital." Occasionally, he would go out for a while, but would come back soon. He was in the hospital most of the time, and I hired a nurse to stay with him at night, and he opened a room in the hotel next to the hospital to rest. ”

"Which hotel?"

"Tianxile Hotel."

Gao Guangqiang continued to ask: "Didn't he come back with you?" ”

Xie Xianyun shook his head: "After completing the discharge procedures, Xiaotian asked the driver to send me home first, he still has some things to deal with in the hotel." ”

"Did Sheng Zaitian go back to the villa halfway?"

Xie Xianyun's answer was very quick: "No! ”

After saying that, she probably realized that she was overreacting, and explained: "The villa is a bit far from the hospital, and I can't be near my bedside." ”

Forensic doctor Xia Ruobin walked over and whispered something in Gao Guangqiang's ear.

Zhao Xiangwan's ears were pointed, and he heard clearly: "The time of death is 2-3 days, and he suffered a sharp wound to his head, and the cause of death needs to be further tested." ”

Today is June 25, the time of death is 2-3 days, and the time of the crime is June 22-23. People who enter and leave the villa during this time period are suspicious.

Zhao Xiangwan asked: "You called the police on June 18, why?" ”

When Xie Xianyun heard this, his body stiffened, and he slowly put down his hands covering his face.

A face covered with bruises and scars appeared in front of everyone.

……

At this moment, the case-handling personnel all understood.

Xie Xianyun smiled bitterly, the corners of her mouth cracked, although she had already formed a scar, but because of this smile, the corners of her mouth brought great pain, she quickly put away her smile and said softly: "It is said that family ugliness should not be publicized." However, I was beaten so hard that I couldn't bear it. ”

Domestic violence, see domestic violence again!

[Damn! There are always such beast men who ruin the reputation of our men. 】

This voice was issued by Zhu Feipeng angrily.

[Alas, poor woman. 】

This voice is Gao Guangqiang's emotion.

[Could it be that he killed his husband because of the domestic violence and couldn't bear it? ] 】

This is Liu Liangju's speculation.

Zhao Xiangwan listened carefully to every heart, but strangely, she didn't hear the woman's voice.

Xie Xianyun's heart is very, very closed.

Not a word leaked out.

Zhao Xiangwan had also encountered such a situation before. When a person has suffered a great injury, he will close himself into a cocoon, which is a self-defense mechanism for humans.

To break out of this cocoon, a certain amount of verbal stimulation is required, which is clearly inappropriate now.

Gao Guangqiang continued to ask: "Is there any property lost at home?" ”

"Yes, there should be."

"Yes or no?"

Xie Xianyun shrank for a moment, did not get up, and lowered his head for a long time: "I didn't dare to enter the study." When I saw Lao Sheng fall to the ground, I panicked and didn't check. ”

Gao Guangqiang glanced at her: "Then please check it out." ”

If there is a theft of property, it may be a burglary, and Sheng Chenghao found out and beat him to death. In this way, the direction of the investigation is focused on whether there are outsiders entering and leaving the community.

Xie Xianyun didn't want to move, but he was forced to have no choice, so he had to get up, went up to the second floor accompanied by Zhao Xiangwan, flipped around in the bedroom at will, and replied timidly: "No, I didn't lose anything." ”

Looking at her appearance, Zhao Xiangwan has two inferences.

Or, Sheng Chenghao's death devastated her and she didn't care if her family had lost her belongings;

Or, she already knew that there were no belongings lost in the house.

If there is no loss of property, then I am afraid that it is an acquaintance who committed a crime, a vendetta killing, or a love killing?

Thinking of Xie Xianyun's abnormal behavior when he mentioned his youngest son just now, Zhao Xiangwan asked: "Ms. Xie, do you know who killed your husband?" ”

Xie Xianyun shuddered, clasped his hands on his shoulders, the whole person became extremely nervous, and shook his head desperately: "I don't know, I don't know." ”

Very good, Zhao Xiangwan can basically judge that Xie Xianyun is an insider.

As a result, the scope of suspicion has narrowed considerably.

However, this is only Zhao Xiangwan's judgment, and there is no evidence to support it at present. What's more, without the assistance of mind reading, Zhao Xiangwan couldn't be sure.

The greatest function of mind reading is to point out the direction of detection.

Sometimes the case handlers are easily confused by too many clues, so that they are exhausted. But what if you hear the voice of the suspect? Then you can quickly lock on the target and clarify the direction of the investigation.

Like the case of Santai Road Primary School, if it weren't for Zhao Xiangwan overhearing Qu Youzhe's voice and knowing that Jian Teng was related to the case, I'm afraid Zhu Feipeng and the others would still be visiting and investigating the enemies and opponents of the deceased and the deceased's husband.

Zhao Xiangwan carefully observed Xie Xianyun's expression and demeanor.

Xie Xianyun went up to the second floor and then returned to the living room on the first floor, and when she faced the case-handling personnel, she was in a state of nervousness and fear.

Gao Guangqiang asked: "On June 22-23, did you go home?" ”

Xie Xianyun shook his shoulders: "No." ”

Gao Guangqiang asked again: "Think about it again." ”

Xie Xianyun still shook his head.

Gao Guangqiang asked: "What about Sheng Zaizhong?" ”

Xie Xianyun: "He, he works overtime in the company." ”

Gao Guangqiang asked: "What about Sheng Zaitian?" ”

Xie Xianyun looked up nervously: "Xiaotian? He, he certainly didn't come home either, he stayed in a hotel. ”

In such a hurry to clear up the relationship? Gao Guangqiang began to be suspicious, staring into her eyes: "What I asked is, where are your two sons now?" Have you contacted them? Why haven't they come back yet? ”

Xie Xianyun was a little out of breath, she shivered and took out a spray, opened her mouth wide and pressed it twice, and it took a while before she came to her senses, and explained embarrassedly: "I, I have asthma, you let me slow down." ”

If asthma is acute, it can kill people.

Gao Guangqiang didn't dare to push too hard, and planned to ask others first.

Next, the serious crime team began to question Xiao Zheng, the first policeman to arrive at the scene, three security guards, and surrounding neighbors.

Police officer Xiao Zheng said that they quickly came to the scene after receiving the police, the door of the villa opened, and Xie Xianyun sat alone on the sofa in the living room, holding the phone in a daze. Xiao Zheng led people up to the second floor and saw the situation in the study, and immediately blocked the scene. At that time, in addition to Xie Xianyun in the villa, there was also a driver standing at the door of the villa and hovering, not daring to enter.