I spoke in an unhurried tone, and I was able to speak to an experienced and sharp-hearted detective in such a tone that I don't even think there were many of my peers.

"Wang Shengsheng, from the standpoint of a policeman, I really have the urge to pull you into our criminal investigation bureau as a criminal policeman. If detective is a legal profession in China, I am afraid that many detectives will be robbed of their jobs. ”

The masked man clasped his hands around him, tilted his head slightly, and finally, he suddenly sighed, and then pulled out another document from the drawer, flipped through it, and spread it out in front of me.

I lowered my head and glanced at it.

That's the identity of the deceased that I just mentioned.

Deceased: Tian Youming.

Age: 56 years old.

Cause of death: heart attack.

He had a history of car accidents, fractured left unhealable scars on his left rib cage, and had an 11-year-old son at home, who attended the No. 1 Primary School in Dangshan County, Anhui Province.

At this point, the report given to me by the masked man has proved one thing very clearly, that is, my reasoning is accurate and correct.

I handed the information back to the masked man Fushimi, and said with some luck:

"The detective is too exalted of me. I'm just going in the most likely direction. ”

"Even so, I was shocked. Even a professionally trained FBI agent may not be able to reach the level of yours. Si Fushimi's tone was more easy-going, as if my words and deeds and even my abilities had already been expected by him, "Of course, any coin has heads and tails. Wang Shengsheng, I was thinking, if you use such excellent ability to commit crimes, it is enough to become a master of crime that will give any clever old police officer a headache. ”

In the final analysis, every time I reasoned, did I increase the chance of being suspected?

"I dare to say that there may not be a few students of your ability in the whole city of Wuxi, or even in the whole of China. But you're so smart, you should know my intentions for taking fake photos. It's just a test for you. I was thinking that the real killer must know that he could recognize the photos at a glance as fakes, so that he could be uncovered through words and deeds. However, I didn't expect you to be able to tell the authenticity of a photo by the details of the photo itself, so my initial plan failed. The masked man sighed bitterly, then opened the drawer one last time, this time, he took a blue folder from the drawer and placed it in front of me.

I saw that this blue plastic folder had a label of 69 on the surface, apparently Case Document 69.

"Now it seems that Wang Shengsheng, I can only say that you are more intelligent than I expected. Some of our little tricks don't seem to be interesting. Let's get back to business. This file is the real file of Yinledi's case. These files, we, the police, will never disclose them to the public, and although we suspect you now, we are only at the stage of suspicion. Personally, I'd rather you weren't a prisoner. If you weren't a criminal, I think you could be our right-hand man in solving crimes. I'll show you this file first to find out the inside story of that day, and after you read it, you must keep it secret and don't leak it out, you know?"

What did Fushimi mean by that? Was it a compromise, or was he slacking off because he thought he couldn't get any more clues from me, or was he trying to figure out something else?

He, what kind of medicine is being sold in the gourd?

I squinted, bowed slightly, and my gaze fell on the folder.

At least, in terms of style, the file that Fushimi gave me this time will not have any tricks.

"Thank you, Detective, for your trust. "I took the folder in one hand, flipped through it, and skimmed through it.

The masked Fushimi stood up, he bent over, his upper body arched towards me, and while I looked at the folder, his fingers in black plastic gloves pointed at some photos and materials in the folder from time to time, giving me very long and complicated explanations.

"This corpse is Zhang Guohua's son Zhang Yue, the direct cause of death is that the heart was dug out by himself, very weird, and before his death, he had extremely deep knife wounds on the outside of his legs and gluteal triangle, at least cutting off the three main tendons and veins of the legs, the people who used the knife were Zhang Yue's two classmates, and also his friends Li Yun and Ma Chu, after that, someone poured Moutai wine on his legs, set his thighs on fire, and subjected him to very painful inhuman torture, until the end he was allowed to dig out his own heart, and we police can't imagine under what circumstances a person will dig up his heart......”

On the file folder, Zhang Yue's chest cavity gap covered with blood, criss-crossed blood vessels and slightly whitish sternum made me feel sick to my stomach, and I couldn't help but feel empty when I thought of the torture I personally tortured Zhang Yue that day.

I can't show my feet.

I forced my composure, suppressing the flutter in my heart.

"This is Li Yun's mother, Yuan Yushu, the cause of death was that after being gagged by her husband Li Zhihua, she was stabbed at least 37 times by Ma Chu and Li Yunyong with a fruit knife and died of anger. This can be deduced from the fact that Li Zhihua's palm contains his wife's saliva and oral epidermis. In addition, a large number of hair strands with scalp were found around Yuan Yushu's body, and there were blood stains and scalp at the end of the hair, indicating that Yuan Yushu was grabbed by someone in front of her long hair from behind, causing the hair to be forcibly pulled out of the scalp. But the strange thing is that under such pain, Yuan Yushu didn't have much resistance, her nails stained with magnolia pastel oil didn't have too much blood stains of her husband and son, obviously she didn't want to hurt her husband and son, and it can even be said that she didn't expect her son and husband to attack her at all. Therefore, it can be ruled out that the slashing was caused by a fight that occurred during a verbal dispute. It was a premeditated killing. ”

Next, the masked man took the trouble to tell me about the deaths of Li Yun's father and Ma Chu's family......

These methods of death, Si Fushimi explained in great detail, often a person's death, he can analyze for an extremely long period of time, of course, Si Fushimi's analysis is very detailed and thorough.

It's just that the longer he goes on, the more bored I get.

As a real murderer, of course, I have a clear understanding of everyone's death and the cause of death. Although I felt a little impatient in my heart, I still reluctantly listened to what Fushimi said, and I was shocked and disgusted.

"The number of deaths in the Yinledi case is a total of 12 people, among them, Zhang Yue's cause of death is that his heart was hollowed out by himself, which is suicide, Li Zhihua's cause of death is suicide by cutting the carotid artery, Yuan Yushu's cause of death is being stabbed to death by a fruit knife, Wu Qing's death is suicide by biting his tongue, Wu Han's mother Chang Conghui's cause of death is being stabbed to death by a knife, and then Wu Han, Ma Chu, Li Yun and Zhang Guohua's bodyguards, who died by jumping off a building and shooting to death...... It can be said that the way of death is very complicated, even weird to the point of incredible. ”

Speaking of this, Si Fujian couldn't help but sigh, and there was a slight distress in his tone.

The file is unusually thick, and the details of each deceased, past information, order of death, fatal wounds, and test results are clearly listed, but all the information is no different from what I know.

Si Fushimi told me about the death process of the first 8 deceased, and probably saw the 9th deceased, just opened the information where Wu Han was, and before I had time to scan it, Si Fushimi gently pressed the file folder with his hand, and suddenly asked me:

"By the way, before looking at the cause of Wu Han's death. Wang Shengsheng, I want to ask you a question. ”

I looked at the hand that Fushimi was pressed against the folder, wrapped in a black plastic glove, and my heart sank.

"You ask, Detective. ”

In response to my nod of the head, the masked man nodded, but his hand was still pressed against the folder, facing me, and said unhurriedly:

"Wang Shengsheng, I want to ask you, from your personal emotional point of view. Do you have a cathartic pleasure for Wu Han's death? Please answer me head-on. ”

Wu Han's death?

"That's right, Wu Han's death. Wang Shengsheng, you can tell me the truth, I am the only one in today's interrogation, there is no recorder, no bugging, and no recording equipment, you can speak out. Even if you have hatred for Wu Han, this is a normal psychology and will not increase our suspicion of you. You can confide in me, go straight to me, and tell me the truth. ”

Wu Hanmo......

In my mind, the miserable white face of the thin and rich second-generation little second brother who died at the end of my gun. Because Wu Han was the last to die under my hands, and under my coercion, I revealed the matter of my Li Tianyu, so I was most impressed by his death.

When I pressed the muzzle of the gun against his forehead and pulled the trigger, the thrill was both tense and inexplicable, and I could recall it clearly as long as I closed my eyes.

Wu Han's miserable and frightened face, those eyes with tears of great fright, I still remember vividly.

Of course, at this moment, in front of Fushimi, I must remain as calm as possible and not show any unreasonable expressions.

"Detective, to tell you the truth, I have. I replied truthfully and seriously, "Wu Han and Zhang Yue together defiled my sister, causing my sister to die. When I knew that Wu Han had been shot, I did have the psychological pleasure of revenge. Even if you say it's a sick mentality, it's fine, but ...... I did feel it...... Happy, huh, no......!"

It's just that the moment I said this, I suddenly felt an inexplicable uneasiness, and even a strong sense of fear, permeating my heart!!

Sure enough, when I said my thoughts about Wu Han's death, the masked man suddenly let out a light laugh that was not shallow.

Oops!

Hit the trick!

My heart started beating wildly. I didn't expect that Fushimi would actually set such a thinking trap for me!!

The masked man sat back in his mahogany chair, his hands folded on his chest, and he looked at me like a company leader, and although I couldn't see the eyes behind the mask, I could feel a pair of hot, crystalline eyes radiating the joy of a victor.

"Finally exposed, Wang Shengsheng. Hehe. Si Fujian smiled, then gently reached out a hand, opened the file folder on the mahogany desktop, and turned to the page that recorded Wu Han's death.

I felt my throat unusually dry, my whole body was a little prostration, and even my hands were trembling because of the fear that came from my heart.

"Let's take a closer look at the information on the archives, Wang Shengsheng. ”

If you are not careful, you will lose all the games.

When my nervous gaze fell on the line of text on the page number of the file folder that marked the cause of Wu Han's death, I had a sense of defeat.

I saw that under the column of Wu Han's cause of death, it was written:

Cause of death: Suicide by jumping off a building!!

And not shooting.

Si Fushijian actually tampered with the cause of Wu Han's death, in order to let me, the only murderer who might know the cause of death, lose his words and show his fox tail!

I was actually, put on the table!

[**Stacked, what about flowers?]