Live From The Murder Scene

In order to make the projection clear, the curtains of the meeting room are tightly pulled. The location of the firmament is just below the light used for illumination.

When everyone looked at her, they saw that her face was hidden in the half-bright and half-dark light and shadow, with a clear outline and a calm expression, but there was a kind of awe-inspiring aura that was not angry or pretentious.

Inexplicably, everyone read a harsh taste from her face.

Qiu Cang squinted slightly and asked, "Why would Ning Dongdong know that Liu Lu has seven thousand yuan? And why would he know where Liu Lu is going?"

Several people thought for a moment and looked at each other. One of them thoughtfully replied:

"They talked over the phone.

"The time of the phone call coincided with what Ning Dongdong said. It was around 9 o'clock. Ning Dongdong called Liu Lu on his own initiative. The duration of the call was only a short one minute. No one knows what they said. What happened.

"It may be that during the conversation, Liu Lu casually said,'It is very rainy today. I have the money I just took out in my bag, so I can't get it rained.' So Ning Dongdong knew she had money and took the opportunity Using the umbrella as an excuse to find out her specific location."

The firmament smiled rather than smiled, "Do you think it is reasonable?"

The person she was staring at suddenly felt cold.

The young man on the other side interjected: "I think it is unreasonable. According to the owner of the camera shop, Ning Dongdong went to his shop and sat for a while, and chatted with him by the way. By then, Ning Dongdong already knew that he would get the seven. Thousands of dollars, this time before Liu Lu withdraws the money."

Immediately another young man added: "Also, Liu Lu took a sum of money on a rainy night, and then took a detour to an unfamiliar community. All kinds of abnormal actions showed that he should have an appointment with others."

"In other words, Ning Dongdong did not lie about the seven thousand yuan."

"But why? Is it true that you can get such a handsome pay for just a few classes? Where did you find such a good job?"

Although Liu Lu is still young, she is definitely not a stunned boy. She has been working as a journalist for some time. She has a steady job and a sense of measure. It is impossible for her to be a wealthy boy on a whim. This is a point on which they are skeptical anyway.

For adults, seven thousand yuan may not be so attractive, but for students, it is still a very attractive asset.

Minors, especially students who are in sensitive adolescence, commit crimes for 7,000 yuan. This conjecture is very reasonable.

"Liu Lu is a reporter and a well-known reporter. She has exposed many hot social events. Could Ning Dongdong be one of her informants?"

"I think the thing about making money should be true, but the way of making money may not be as simple as Ning Dongdong said. He may have concealed certain details."

"He still hides it at this time, is he going to die?"

Qiu Cang quietly listened to their discussion and took a sip from the water glass on the table. The cold liquid dripped into her throat, but the virtual data could not really relieve her thirst.

"Is it possible that this is the case? The two did meet, and Liu Lu also agreed to pay 7,000 yuan, but the two clashed during the exchange, and finally Ning Dongdong killed someone by mistake?"

"I think your hypothesis is more reasonable. According to Ning Dongdong's confession, after he saw Liu Lu, he took the money and left without saying a word of nonsense. Because of the excessive rain on the ground, he squatted halfway through the road. There was a delay of more than ten minutes under a certain eaves. On the other side of Liu Lu, she remained alone and was killed by the murderer shortly after.

There was a sound of rustling paper turning.

"Another witness in the community said... he saw the murderer escaping from the alley in a hurry at about 9:30. Based on the distance from the scene of the crime, it was estimated that Ning Dongdong was less than five minutes after he left. Here, Liu Lu was killed by the murderer. This time is embarrassing and it is very unfavorable for Ning Dongdong."

"Ning Dongdong appeared at the camera shop again at 9:45 and bought the second-hand camera. From this location, he ran all the way and arrived at the shop within the corresponding time. It was too coincidental."

"According to the call records we obtained from the communications company, that night, Liu Lu only had contact with Ning Dongdong."

"and so……"

After speaking, everyone raised their heads and looked at each other, with the same opinions written in their eyes, and reached a consensus in silence.

The more you analyze, the more I feel that the murderer is Ning Dongdong.

The sound of the firmament rang suddenly, drawing everyone's attention.

"Ning Dongdong is very familiar with this place. He has been there several times."

Everyone said blankly: "Really?"

Qiu Cang raised his chin toward He Jueyun. The latter understood, found the topographic map of the HY community on the computer, and projected it on the white screen in front.

The firmament got up, supported the desktop with one hand, and held the mouse with the other hand, leaning half of his body on He Jueyun's body, and found the scene of the murder and the locations of several sightings on the screen, then connected them with a red line, and slowly slipped The camera shop where Xiang Fanhuai finally appeared.

"Ning Dongdong is not the first time to go to this place. He should be very clear how to run and where to run to effectively avoid the crowds and leave the HY community quickly. However, he took a long way and went deep into the residential area. Later, he returned to the camera shop from the direction close to the block, resulting in four more witnesses who could testify against him along the way."

The firmament changed a green line and re-marked the route on the map.

In such a comparison, the murderer seems to have ran in the wrong direction from the beginning, so the road behind becomes tortuous.

"But—" the young man sitting below cried out, pointing to the map and said, "Captain, this one you drew is impassable."

The firmament turned around and walked slowly toward the window: "Although there are no clear roads on the map, it is actually passable. There is only a wall of no more than two meters in the middle. With Ning Dongdong's height and skill, Wanting to jump over the past is easy."

He Jueyun zoomed in on the map and played the real road conditions at the scene.

It's exactly the same situation as the sky said.

The police officer hesitated and said, "Maybe he doesn't know?"

The firmament stopped in front of the glass window, and opened the curtains on both sides, and the room instantly brightened.

"Does he know, you have to try to draw conclusions."

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Fan Huai's room welcomed two police officers again.

The young man gave him a pen and a blank paper, and at the same time dropped a simple sentence: "Draw the road conditions of the HY community."

Fan Huai was confused, and subconsciously picked up the pen, but didn't move. He raised his head and asked, "What then?"

The policeman emphasized the accent, squinted his eyes and said, "The more detailed the better, draw all the details you know. Understand?"

Fan Huai examined his eyes and couldn't see anything from his face. After a while, he lowered his head and painted on the paper.

His speed is very fast, and his hands are steady, the lines he drew hardly shake, and they are as straight as those drawn with a ruler. Such people are either professionally practiced or are born with outstanding qualifications.

Because the police officer said to be detailed, Fan Huai even drew the structures of the houses on both sides simply. A few minutes later, he raised his head and said lightly: "Can't paint."

The young man stood beside him with his head down, looking dumbfounded, he was called twice by Fan Huai before returning to his senses.

He took the paper, folded it in half, and said awkwardly: "It doesn't need to be drawn in such detail. Thumbnails, just draw the roads of the HY community. Just follow the map software, right? The main thing is not to miss everything. Details. Details!"

Fan Huai's eyes became a little complicated when he saw him. If the other party is not a policeman and he is not a suspect, he may have complied with the straightforwardness of the young man's heart and gave it a "melon peel".

The police officer gave a dry cough and said, "Okay, I'll get you a piece of paper again."

The same white paper was spread on Fan Huai's desk.

After Fan Huai got his hand, he compared the length with his knuckles. It took him about a minute to confirm the approximate range and proportions, and then he drew smoothly with the red pen.

The pens provided by the police are all specially made pens. Only a small section of the nib is exposed. It cannot be used for self-harm, and it is not easy to use.

Fan Huai was very proficient with the pen. He kept turning the paper, using a different angle from ordinary people, as if he had painted thousands of times, quickly sketching out the prototype.

In less than half an hour, he completed the highly detailed sketch in his hand.

"Lie down..."

The youth didn't hold back for a while, and exploded.

He held the paper in one hand, and opened the map software in the other, his eyes kept turning between left and right. The colleague next to him did the same action as him. The two used their own expressions to vividly show what is meant by "unbelievable".

The young policeman held back for a long time, and finally spit out: "Are you doing nothing to trace the map all day?"

Fan Huai glanced at him diagonally, and replied not very enthusiastically: "No."

The length, turning, and angle of the lines are almost the same as the reproduction. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, young people would never believe that this was drawn by an ordinary high school student without professional training.

The road that was not marked on the map software was clearly marked in Fan Huai's painting. In the middle, two horizontal lines are used to represent the wall, proving that he has indeed reached this place.

The young policeman recalled the results of his investigation of Ning Dongdong, and asked for verification: "Your academic performance is average, right?"

Fan Huai frowned slightly: "So what?"

"Nothing, nothing." The young man sighed with emotion, "I just feel that the exam-oriented education... is really not perfect."

Fan Huai realized that he was praised euphemistically, and felt very delicate for a while.

The rest of the police officers have already witnessed the whole process from the monitoring screens. Although they did not see the results in detail, they can guess one or two based on the reactions of colleagues.

With one hand in his pocket, the firmament still has a calm and calm expression, which looks particularly unpredictable, as if it will not be shaken by any accident.

She slowly said, "If you still have doubts, you can ask him to draw the map of the bureau again and let him draw all the places he walked today."

Several people said hurriedly: "No need."

Qiuqiang nodded and said as usual: "Ning Dongdong has excellent spatial imagination and is very sensitive to three-dimensional data such as distance and direction. It is absolutely impossible for him to go wrong. This may also be the murderer. Unexpectedly."

"What about being overly flustered?"

"If his mental quality is really that bad, he won't be able to calmly buy a camera after killing someone. This is a contradiction." The firmament has a clear thinking about whether all the wrong guesses are eliminated. "On the contrary, I think it is true. It’s probably the first time that the murderer has come to HY community. The road planning of this community is not so reasonable, so he can only rely on map positioning to find a way out. He sprinted all the way, but still ran in the wrong direction."

Everyone nodded, this explanation is indeed more reasonable.

However, their mood did not feel any relief because of this important discovery, instead it became extremely dignified. Each face was sinking like water, as if it was not air flowing in the small monitoring room, but some kind of liquid that could drown people.

"But the murderer was wearing Ning Dongdong's clothes..."

If, if the murderer is really not Ning Dongdong, how should the witnesses who testify explain?

How many people were involved in this case? Why did they report such great malice to Ning Dongdong?

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