Live From The Murder Scene

The three of them sat silently, each with their own thoughts and did not speak.

The other party will take the recording pen away, which means that it is a very critical exhibit. However, it has been too long since the incident occurred, and the murderer has enough opportunities to deal with the evidence, and they may not be able to find it.

Moreover, if the pen had disappeared in reality, even if they dig the ground three feet, Sanyao would not be able to restore it.

The three of them hurriedly packed away the lunch boxes on the table, brought their own materials, and returned to the office area.

Half an hour later, the police officer who had gone out to monitor the police came back.

The young man sat down in a position panting, threw the printed pictures on the table, and kept pulling his collar with one hand, with an unsteady breath, and raised a thumb to the sky.

"Absolutely, Captain, you are really right!"

The firmament took apart the paper that was on the outside and looked through the photos. The pixels of the captured image were not clear enough, only half of the man’s shadowy face was captured.

The young man leaned over and explained: "This was captured by a surveillance camera at the gate of the bank. After Liu Lu left with the money, a man or two in a white hood and dark blue loose pants followed him. He left. Keeping my head down, hurried steps, and sneaky movements, I found it suspicious, so I adjusted the surveillance in another position and smoothly captured his face."

"Confirmed!" The young man poked his finger at the photo, his eyes flashed with excitement, "He is a colleague of Liu Lu, called Wan Zhang, who has been partnering with Liu Lu for more than a year. According to traffic surveillance video, Liu Lu After leaving the company, he has been following Liu Lu. A camera at an intersection 200 meters away from the HY community also captured his presence. He showed up at around nine o'clock in the evening and left around ten o'clock, so there was enough time to commit the crime . The biggest problem now is—"

No evidence.

Monitoring can only be used as indirect evidence. Even if their reasoning is credible, Wan Zhang cannot be sent to court.

The firmament stared at the photo for a long time, then put it down thoughtfully and nodded.

The youth's excitement calmed down in her long silence, and when she tilted her head, she discovered Fan Huai's existence.

"Eh, why are you still here, little brother? Hurry up and go back to class, students don't delay studying."

With a young face, Fan Huai had mixed feelings when he heard these words. He rolled his eyes and glanced at the young man, silently turned his back to him.

The young man felt he was being ridiculed silently and couldn't help touching his face.

It doesn't matter, the skin is thick enough to be treated as nothing.

Immediately afterwards, the phone on the desk in the sky shook. The police officers who were dispatched before were very efficient, and they all had results.

The firmament opened, and the rough male voice came from the speakers.

"Captain, I checked the details with the witness again. The citizen living in the HY community said that he saw a figure rushing out from the direction of the murder scene, wearing a costume very similar to Ning Dongdong, but he was actually still I missed a detail, because I was worried that he had missed his eyes. He said that the murderer might be a person wearing glasses because he saw the reflection of a lens."

Before the person on the phone finished speaking, the young man on the side screamed and shouted, "Wanzhang wears glasses! He is the most suspicious person right now!"

The person on the other side continued: "If this is the case, the testimony of Wu Ming and Ding Tao would be strange. We are now preparing to see them."

"Take Ning Dongdong there too." Qiu Cang picked up the phone and exchanged a look with Fan Huai, "Tell them that there is already clear evidence that Ning Dongdong walked on another road. Look at theirs. reaction."

The male voice laughed lowly: "Okay, then I will come over to pick up someone now."

Hanging up, Qiu Cang picked up the black schoolbag on the ground and handed it to Fan Huai, "Put your little schoolbag on your back and go to the door to wait for your uncle to pick you up."

Fan Huai muttered, twitching the corner of his mouth, and hung the **** his arm.

The sky commander said: "Back. Pretend to be innocent and pitiful later."

Fan Huai was a little bit resistant, but he still carried his schoolbag seriously.

The policeman is very satisfied, so that he looks like a high school student.

The firmament glanced at the young man who kept nodding his head while watching the excitement. The latter rolled up his sleeves, eager to try: "Is it right?

Qiu Tian pressed his hand down and motioned to wait a moment: "By the way, apply for another search warrant and go to his house to see if he can find a pink recording pen.

"Good Le."

A member of the detachment either went to Liu Lu's company to search her work records, or was doing a background review of the five witnesses, or went to Wan Zhang's home to conduct a carpet search, only He Jueyun was free.

Comrade Lao He rushed to the door and bought two cups of milk tea and a bag of fruit. When he passed the hall, he received a batch of jealous and sour eyes.

However, He Jueyun is no longer the former Q brother. A mature man, in the long process of lying and winning, either learns to be silent or learns to enjoy. Now he likes the feeling of unspoken rules.

Is it bad to be pampered?

When Wan Zhang arrived, the interrogation room was almost set up as a tea party by He Jueyun. The table in front was full of fruits and melons, and the two of them sat leisurely with a cup of milk tea in each hand, waiting for him to come in.

Wan Zhang couldn't help but stop, and he looked at the two with hesitation. During a brief observation, he keenly realized the two people's firm consciousness of "decisive battle through the night and endless death".

The police officer who was responsible for bringing him saw him motionless, and pushed him, motioning him to sit on the opposite position.

Wan Zhang's face was solemn, and he dragged forward, walking unexpectedly heavy in just a few short steps.

He remembered that the police officer had revealed to him on the road that Ning Dongdong had been released safely, and he was sure that the police had made a major discovery. Days of worry and fear finally came, Wan Zhang sat down at the corner of the table in despair.

His eyes, which had lost their focus, moved irregularly in midair for a few times, as if he had finally made a decision. The aura of his body sank, and the whole person showed a closed state.

The firmament put down the milk tea and asked casually, "Wan Zhang is right, do you know Liu Lu?"

Wan Zhang bowed his head without answering.

He knows that the police's interrogation methods are very clever, using the suspect's mental tension to set traps unknowingly.

His state at this time was not rational enough to ensure that he would unintentionally reveal clues, so he simply avoided it negatively.

Qiuqi raised his eyelids and looked at the other person, and continued to ask: "Where did you go on the night of September 21?"

Wan Zhang made up his mind and didn't say anything or react. Facing her question, he didn't even change his sitting posture.

Qiu Cang raised his eyebrows in surprise.

This has not yet officially started, and the fixed process of greetings has not progressed. Wan Zhang almost wrote the words "I am a murderer" clearly on his face.

Qiancang threw the photo out in a bad tone, and threw it in front of him: "On the day of Liu Lu's death, you have been following Liu Lu, why did you follow her?"

"When Liu Lu died, you were nearby. What are you doing there?"

"Don't you explain? You think you won't be wrong if you don't explain?"

"Mute? Still unable to refute, so acquiesced?"

"..."

There was only one person's voice in the interrogation room. No matter what she said, whether it was inducing or intensifying, Wan Zhang remained silent.

The interrogation became a one-man show.

The firmament talked a lot, and gradually felt boring. He coughed and nodded and said, "Okay, then I will analyze the events on the day of the murder for you again."

In chronological order, she explained how Wan Zhang followed, concealed, murdered, and escaped.

"Where did the clothes and shoes go? They should be stained with Liu Lu's blood? Are you afraid of the first murder?"

Wan Zhang heard that only his eyelids jumped, and his muscles became stiff due to long-term maintenance of a movement, resulting in unnatural movements. He moved a bit, but still said nothing.

When the firmament spoke about the latter, Wan Zhang had already realized it. The police would continue to talk to him and prove that they did not have clear evidence and he was safe.

Thinking of this, Wan Zhang relaxed a little. Shaking his shoulders, he let out a gentle breath.

The firmament noticed this little movement of him, and laughed twice without a smile.

He Jueyun handed her milk tea in a timely manner, and said with a little bit of diligence: "Drink a glass of water and calm down."

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Ms. He looked at the various complaints on the live broadcast interface and snapped the shielding barrage.

She was personally very satisfied with He Jueyun's performance, so that the grapes she ate in her mouth felt more sweet.

Others are playing games, and her son is seriously dating. what is this? This is the charm of men.

When she was happy, she couldn't help but want to spend money, diamond watches, jewelry and necklaces...Of course, these were not as meaningful as giving rewards to their Lao He family's IQ representative.

As a result, netizens were enthusiastically demonstrating their determination and talent to be a dog licker to Sanyao administrators, and they were caught off guard by rows of tips and notices on the floor.

All the rewards are written with the same ID: Brother He is rich, so rich

I care how rich you are? On Sanyao's site, which surname He dare to say that he is particularly rich? The ceiling is still on top.

The first reaction of netizens was that they felt that the ID was annoying and blocked their chance to play. When they watched the information of the ID, they kept swiping like a waterfall, and it seemed to flow down endlessly, from silence to shaking. Within five minutes, the position was completely rebellious. A group of unethical people cried out crying where they called father, crying to beg them to recognize their long-lost son.

Hastily.

It is they who do not know what they can do.

It turns out that this is the power of money!

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The shielded memory is only the content related to the [case] discovered by [future], and the influence of the prophet will not be excluded from the scope. Fan Huai's delivery of the pen occurred before the murder, so it was impossible to block it. In addition, Ning Dongdong is played by Fan Huai himself

This copy of the next chapter is over. I'll just finish it tonight. Meme~