One afternoon, Wang Quan didn't show up, maybe he was too tired in the morning, Zhang Jianwei sat quietly alone in the big living room, didn't do anything, just quietly in a daze. During this period, Wen Muwei came to Zhang Jianwei and went to interrogate Zhao Junliang and Wang Hui again, but the two behaved much the same as in the morning, nothing changed, the video was sent over, and there was feedback there, and they did not lie.

But until the afternoon, the police did not appear, and perhaps the river was still too fast.

At about five o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Muwei came in, saw the cigarette candle in front of the body on the ground, was stunned for a moment, took the initiative to take three incense, lit it, and respectfully inserted it into the rice.

"You come out for a moment. Wen Muwei pulled Zhang Jianwei.

Zhang Jianwei came back to his senses and followed her out.

"My cousin sent the news. ”

"Say what. ”

"At the beginning of the year, your uncle bought a high-value accident insurance, which he bought himself. ”

"And then. ”

"The bailout has one million, and the beneficiary is your cousin. ”

"Do you suspect that my brother-in-law killed someone to protect money?" Zhang Jianwei immediately got Wen Muwei's intention to say this.

"It's just a motive that can exist. ”

"No way. Zhang Jianwei subconsciously objected to this speculation.

"My cousin also found out that your uncle went to the hospital for a physical examination at the end of last year, which was a free physical examination for the elderly in the village organized by a private hospital, and he was not included in the system, but it was found out that your uncle had stomach cancer. ”

"You continue. Zhang Jianwei didn't know what expression and mood to react to, so he could only let her continue.

"Your uncle bought this insurance, and he died of a serious illness and did not make a claim. Wen Muwei said word by word.

"••••••••" Zhang Jianwei fell silent.

"Why don't you doubt me. Zhang Jianwei glanced up at Wen Muwei.

"You have no motive and I believe in you. ”

"Why do you believe me? ”

"Intuition. Wen Muwei stared at Zhang Jianwei. "A woman's intuition. ”

"I don't care who has a motive or for what, the question now is, how did the murderer kill him. ”

"Today is a sunny day, it is estimated that the police will be able to come up tomorrow, if the murderer is your brother-in-law, then he may destroy the traces, even if it is not your brother-in-law, the more time passes, the less evidence, now even if it is to clear your brother-in-law's suspicion, you should actively cooperate with me to investigate, restore the truth of the whole thing." Wen Muwei said firmly.

"•••••••" Zhang Jianwei lowered his head and was silent for a while. "Good. ”

"What do you think. ”

"My biggest question now is how the murderer got in last night when all three people were alive and the doors were locked inside and out. Zhang Jianwei raised his head and looked at Wen Muwei.

"We're going to have to go to the flue-cured tobacco house again. ”

When the two came to the flue-cured tobacco room again, Wang Quan had not yet gotten up, in the afternoon, the thick fog dissipated, the sky was clear, more than five o'clock, the sun was still very bright, but in the flue-cured tobacco room, it was still cold, damp and dim.

The two of them held flashlights, carefully and carefully, looking at inch by inch.

Wen Muwei is also making videos in real time.

In the morning, I just looked at the footprints and the door lock, because I remembered the seventh person, panicked, and returned to the room, during this period, no one came, so the flue-cured tobacco room was still the same as in the morning.

The two of them will see a lot of details in the sunlight and flashlights outside.

There are two drag marks on the ground, which are in line with what Wang Hui said about being grabbed and moved, and the direction of movement is directly opposite the gate.

The place where Wang Guoliang was killed was near the door, there was a large pool of blood on the ground, except for Wang Quan carrying him out in the morning, there were almost no other footprints.

The lock on the door doesn't seem to have been broken, Zhang Jianwei tried it, the door panel is larger than the door frame, the door panel is pressed on the door frame, and the door bolt in the door is fixed on the wall, so it is impossible to use a knife to top the door bolt on the TV, especially if you look at the door bolt carefully, it is very smooth and there are no new scratches.

"That's a lot of flies. Wen Muwei muttered cautiously.

"There is blood, and the flies will naturally come. Zhang Jianwei replied.

"We didn't have so many flies in the morning. Wen Muwei asked puzzled.

"Maybe it's still raining in the morning. After speaking, Zhang Jianwei seemed to instinctively feel that something was wrong there.

Subconsciously looked at the corner where Wang Guoliang was killed, the ground was muddy and slippery, and when he stepped on a footprint, the brown blood and the ground were stuck together, and he couldn't see anything, but Zhang Jianwei always felt that he had ignored something.

Holding the flashlight and looking at it carefully, Wen Muwei thought that Zhang Jianwei had found something, so she followed over and helped illuminate it with a flashlight.

After a little bit of discrimination, finally, some abnormal gray-white was found in an inconspicuous place on the ground, which was trampled into the soil, and it was almost impossible to find it without looking closely.

"What is this?" Wen Muwei asked puzzled, looking at the gray and white that Zhang Jianwei had gathered on the ground and carefully surveyed.

"Incense ash. ”

"Why is there incense ash in this?"

"••••••" A trace of doubt flashed in Zhang Jianwei's mind, but it was fleeting and did not grasp it.

Wen Muwei took a photo of this place, recorded a video, and turned around to look for other things.

The flue-cured tobacco room is so big, more than 20 square meters, with an unobstructed view, the walls are smooth, and it has been burned by smoke all the year round, showing a kind of burnt black, with a thick layer of grease.

Following the drag marks on the ground, Zhang Jianwei came to the wall directly opposite the gate, and there was nothing on the wall.

Zhang Jianwei does not believe in evil, according to the description of Zhao Junliang and Wang Hui, the door was locked outside last night, because he was afraid that someone would come in again, so he locked the door inside, so the murderer couldn't get in, and he couldn't get out, unless someone outside answered, but this fell into a dead loop, in this small farmhouse, is there really a seventh person hiding?

Zhang Jianwei didn't believe it, so there must be some reason for the three people who were alive to think that the door was locked.

Zhang Jianwei thought as he touched the sticky and smooth wall little by little.

Suddenly, two or three small irregular holes in the wall and a long, slight groove attracted Zhang Jianwei's attention.

It's not normal, but I can't say what is not normal.

After a round of turns, in the end, nothing else was found except for the two points that had just been discovered.

The two came back from the flue-cured tobacco room and saw Wang Quan also coming out of the kitchen.

"Brother-in-law. ”

"Are you looking for clues again?" asked Wang Quan.

"The police will come early tomorrow morning and say that we will send the first-hand information of the scene again. Wen Muwei said.

"Okay, I see that you are not here, you are cooking, there are not many dishes, just make up for it. ”

"Good. Zhang Jianwei agreed.

After Wang Quan finished speaking, he turned around and left.

"He and my uncle don't look alike at all except for their height, and they are very cold. Zhang Jianwei looked at Wang Quan in the distance and whispered.

After Wen Muwei sent the things to the police, the two had nothing to do, after eating, Wen Muwei went back to her room, Zhang Jianwei brought Zhao Junliang and Wang Hui a little food, and also untied the rope on Zhao Junliang's body, the scourge was left for a thousand years, so tossed for a day, the two of them were not too uncomfortable except for being tired, and then, Zhang Jianwei went to the big living room.

Because it involves accidental death, it may be necessary to come to the examination of the injury, so Wang Guoliang's body can not be moved, according to the tradition of Tianyi City, after death, people must be cleaned, change clothes, light lanterns, and children must keep vigil for the first three days until they are buried.

When I got here, I could only start with Jane.

Wang Quan didn't know if he didn't understand these things, or he didn't plan to do it, and he didn't care after the incense was burned, Zhang Jianwei acted as a filial son and grandson, staying in the big living room, adding burned incense from time to time, and flipping through his mobile phone.

In the second half of the night, Wang Quan came out.

"Jianwei, you go and rest, I'll just keep watch. ”

"I'm not sleepy. ”

"The police are coming tomorrow, you and Wen Muwei are looking for something all day today, and you will explain the situation tomorrow, rest well, and tell others." ”

"Good. ”

"What did you all find today?"

"Nothing was found, and Zhao Junliang and Wang Hui also insisted that they didn't do it themselves, so we just filmed the scene according to the police's requirements. ”

"It must have been the two of them who did it, killed someone, of course they didn't admit it, the police hurriedly came, pulled them in and locked them up for two days, suffered a little hardship, and recruited everything. ”

"Yes. ”

"Okay, get some rest early. ”

"Then brother-in-law, you have worked hard. ”

After Zhang Jianwei finished speaking, he put on another stick of incense and came out of the door.

When I went out, I looked at the moon outside, the moonlight was shining and dyed the surroundings with a layer of silver, and the chirping of insects and ants in the summer was in my ears, and the cry of birds rippled in the woods from time to time.

Shaking his head, he turned back to his room.

Once the weather clears, there will be more mosquitoes, and Zhang Jianwei's room is close to the toilet, which will cause flies and mosquitoes to exert force together, and the people who shout will be upset.

I remember yesterday afternoon, it was Wang Quan who gave himself a box of mosquito coils, so that at night to each room to send a plate, there are many insects in the mountains, at that time, because there were only two rooms of Wen Muwei and Zhao Junliang, there were still a lot left, before going to bed, Wang Quan came to himself to explain the next morning, and also helped himself order a plate, the rest of the mosquito coils should be placed on the table, but this will not be found, and the cigarette ash is gone.

I searched for a circle and didn't find it, and it was not good to go to Wang Quan again, so I just closed the quilt and fell asleep.

Lying on the bed, I couldn't fall asleep over and over, my mind would be this Zixiao system for a while, Wang Guoliang's wish for a while, and a dark flue-cured tobacco room for a while, my mind was complicated, my mind was heavy, and I couldn't sleep.

Suddenly I was shocked, could it be that there is something wrong with this mosquito coil, Wang Quan is really the murderer?