Replace the evil way

Once the case of Cheng Zesheng being shot was revealed, it really caused an uproar in the society.

He has a handsome appearance, unique attainments in music, and a gentle personality. He is popular in the circle and has a good reputation.Upon hearing the news of his death, not only the fans cried heart-rendingly, but friends in the circle also reposted the condolences one by one. The whole network was immersed in grief for a while, and the trending search became impossible.

Not only did the cordon at the scene of the crime not be dismantled, but another patrol team was sent to guard it.As soon as the report came out, fans flocked to the old mansion to pay their respects, and reporters also frequented it. Fulong Mountain was bustling, and the remote mountains and wild ridges that were usually unattended became crowded with people.

Hu Songkai held the coffee in his hand and complained: "The place is messy, the crowd is so thick that the police cars can't even drive there! 80% of them are little girls, crying pear blossoms with rain. In comparison, our Xiaoxiao's tears are lighter than a feather. She can still persist in handling cases, she is a strong woman."

He Wei was looking at the photos of the scene, and raised his head: "Isn't Fulong Mountain a scenic spot? The cordon is extended outward, and the radius is at least ten meters. Don't let them get close to the destruction site."

"It's not up to you to say, it has been expanded a long time ago! Even the road up the mountain has been sealed, but it still doesn't work. They found another way to climb up from the mountain road." Hu Songkai shook his head, "They are so powerful, the back mountain is hard If Shengsheng stepped on a road to get out, the Forestry Bureau would have to go crazy sooner or later."

Xia Liang popped up: "Didn't Lu Xun have a saying that there is no way in the world, if there are many people walking, it will become a way."

He Wei grabbed him by the neck and asked him how the technical department's appraisal was going, and whether the gun was confirmed.Xia Liang nodded quickly: "I'm sure, I'm sure, it's Type 92/, and I've brought back the autopsy report from Sister Lan by the way."

He handed over the two reports in his hand, and He Wei flipped through them. The time of death was determined to be between 4:14 am and 3:3 am on April 10th.According to the penetration force of the warhead, the blind tube wound and the analysis of the shooting residue, the shooting distance is within [-] meters, and the shooting is vertical.Although the warhead was not found after searching for a long time at the scene, some gunpowder residues were extracted within a certain range of the living room. The arc circle formed by the connection line can roughly determine the approximate location of the shooting.

He Wei closed the report and handed it to Hu Songkai: "Go to the reconstruction site, I'll be there in the afternoon."

"Just me?" Hu Songkai looked around the office, "Where's Chongzhen? That guy didn't show up all day, did he miss work?"

"Going to the outside, do you want to change with him?" He Wei picked up his coat, "Next time, you two guess the game, whoever wins will pick the job."

Hu Songkai shut up when he heard that he was running outside. What he dislikes the most is dealing with people. He can't ask for any useful information. There is a reason why he was kicked out of the pre-trial team back then.

"Xiao Xia, go study with your erhu brother." He Wei patted Xia Liang on the back, "You have to study hard, and when you come back, write a report on how to reconstruct the shooting scene."

Hu Songkai led Xia Liang, and took two colleagues to the mansion together.He Wei was already sitting in the jeep, and sent a message to Chongzhen, asking where he was now.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed across the rearview mirror, He Wei raised his head subconsciously, and lowered the window to look left and right.The open-air parking lot was empty, and he was the only one who poked his head out of the car and looked around. Another black shadow passed by, and a bird flew past his eyes with fluttering wings and landed on the opposite railing.He smiled, and started the engine. If he had done too many cases, there would be sequelae, and he would be suspicious of everything.

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Chongzhen went to the victim's residence today. Cheng Zesheng had been living in Canada since he was a child. He returned to China a few years ago and bought a garden villa in the east of Shengzhou City.But he is the only one living in this villa, the servants come three times a week, and his mother occasionally comes to stay for a few days.Cheng Zesheng was alone on the night of the incident, and no one knew why he went to that mansion.

"I took a general look at home. The cultural people are just different from our realm. Except for books, they are all literary works. The three walls of the study are bookcases, which made me dizzy." Chong Zhen took out a notebook, "I found this in the drawer. He's fine and likes to write songs. It's all notation."

He Wei took it over and flipped through it, and found that it was indeed some numbered musical notation, with high and low pitches and long and short notes marked on them.There is a leaf used as a bookmark in the book, and there is only one line of musical notation on that page. It seems that the fresh inspiration has not had time to complete the creation, and the person has passed away.

Pushing open the door of the study room on the second floor, the bookshelves placed against the walls on three sides are very eye-catching. Walking into it is like stepping into a library.He Wei scanned it roughly, and found that they were all literary classics and music-related books, each of which was properly preserved, either covered with a frosted book film or wrapped in a beautiful cover, with a sticker on the spine, which was handwritten by Cheng Zesheng The title of the book, the characters are like the person, gentle and graceful.

He Wei took out a few books at random, each of which had almost traces of interpretation, and even marked sentences that were worth remembering.Chong Zhen leaned over: "Did you see it? This is the standard literary youth. I have a headache reading all the books in your cabinet. Now I meet an even more exaggerated one."

"It's a good thing to have ink in your stomach." He Wei squatted down, and his eyes fell on the bottom row of the bookshelves. This row is the classic Chinese studies, "Siku Quanshu", "Zi Zhi Tong Jian" and other sets are neatly placed together.With a flash of his eyes, he took out the brick book with "Guiguzi" written on the spine, turned a few pages, and frowned.

This is not some strategist's wisdom conspiracy theory, but an exploded diagram of various guns!Chong Zhen squatted down and took a look: "Hey, it's all dry goods. If you don't have professional needs in China, you can't buy it, right?"

"Didn't you see that it's all in English?" He Wei opened the cover, and the cover had already exposed the real body of this "Gui Gu Zi".This is a book that introduces the detailed structure of guns. He Wei handed the book to Chongzhen: "Literary youth, huh?"

Chongzhen was embarrassed: "Damn, how did I know that such a chicken thief is still hiding! How did you know there was a problem?"

He Wei didn't say anything, and continued to pick out a few more books. He opened the cover and saw that they were also books related to firearms.Chongzhen touched a copy of "Siku Quanshu", immediately closed it, and put it back in its original place. It seemed that he had encountered real Chinese studies.

After reading a few books, He Wei also has a good understanding of Cheng Zesheng's hidden hobbies.He remembered that Du Ruanlan's hand was examined during the autopsy, and the characteristics described at the time were quite consistent with the situation of often holding a gun. The friction marks on the index finger and the tiger's mouth were probably gun calluses.

"Cheng Zesheng is not as simple as it appears on the surface. He is interested in guns. He has lived in Canada before, and he must have some collections." He Wei stood up and groped the edge of the bookshelf, "Chongzhen, come here. Look around to see if there is a secret door."

Chong Zhen and He Wei searched separately, trying to remove even the bookshelf, carefully knocking every corner of the wall.It's a pity that there is nothing special about the study room except those books, He Wei rubbed his chin: "Go, go to another room, I think I will definitely find surprises."

The upper and lower floors of this villa are more than 200 square meters, and all the rooms on the second floor have been searched. Chongzhen and He Wei met at the stairs and shook their heads. Not to mention real guns, they didn't even see a toy gun.

"Go downstairs."

The two of them rummaged through boxes and cabinets downstairs again. He Wei was digging out the seam of the sofa with his hand, and suddenly he found a thin silver necklace with an oval-shaped colored gold pendant underneath.The man's eyebrows and eyes were very similar to his, and his face was also handsome, so they seemed to be related by blood.

"Did Cheng Zesheng's mother say that he is an only child?"

Chong Zhen nodded, glanced at the photo, and was surprised: "He has a brother? The social relationship has not been found at all."

"Try to find a way to find out about their family's situation in Canada, and whether they have abandoned another child. The two are very close, so they should have a good relationship." He Wei took out a ziplock bag from his pocket, put the necklace in it, and Chong Zhen used his imagination: "Doesn't TVB often act? Brothers who have been separated for many years recognize each other. They both thought that there was no barrier between each other. Who knew that the one who was abandoned has always been resentful. Ouch! This is reasonable and the case has been solved. ah!"

He Wei went to dig out another sofa, didn't bother to blame him, and complained ruthlessly: "Xiao Xia spends all day in Conan, and you are brainwashed by TVB all day, you two are dead."

Half an hour later, after searching every corner downstairs, Chong Zhen slumped on the sofa: "This kid may be just talking on paper, grandpa is so tired that my mouth is parched."

He Wei opened the back door of the villa: "There is also a garage over there."

"Here, the key is on the table, go and open it."

He Wei picked up the key and went to the garage alone. After the shutter door was opened, a car was parked inside.He Wei touched the front of the car, and there was already a thin layer of dust, apparently it had been parked here for a while.

Car supplies are stacked in the corner of the garage, and there is a huge poster on the wall. The owner of the poster is the handsome and gentle Cheng Zesheng.He Wei stood in front of the poster, staring at Cheng Zesheng's smiling face, always feeling a sense of disobedience.

This kind of poster is usually placed in light box advertisements outside, shopping malls, and TV towers, but Cheng Zesheng hangs it in his home. Why is he so narcissistic?And it's still a garage, so you can only see it when you drive and park. Wouldn't it be better to hang it in the living room?

He walked over and knocked on the wall, groping one by one, "Boom", the sound was hollow and dull.He Wei cheered up and knocked along the four corners to determine what was hidden behind, it might be a door.

He Wei stood on the stool and took off the poster.Sure enough, there was a slit visible to the naked eye on the wall, but it couldn't be pushed open. There was no keyhole on the wall, and the switch had to be found again.Chongzhen was called over again, and couldn't help being surprised when he saw this secret door: "There really is?!"

"Look for the switch, find a way to turn it on, you are on the left and I am on the right."

The two continued to search separately, Chongzhen removed the pile of auto repair supplies, and shouted angrily: "Found it!"

I saw a smooth touchpad next to the socket near the corner, and Chongzhen touched it: "Fingerprint lock."

He Wei called Zheng Youqing and asked her to make a set of Cheng Zesheng's fingerprint film, which required all ten fingers.In less than an hour, Zheng Youqing in a white dress carried her necessary evidence box and poked her head at the garage door: "He Detachment Team, here I come."

Chong Zhen pinched out his cigarette: "It's over, A Wei and I are bored betting on which foot will come in first after you come, and the bet is tonight's dinner."

Zheng Youqing looked down to see that both of his feet were outside, and smiled: "Brother Chong, which foot are you betting on?"

"Right foot."

Zheng Youqing smiled and raised her left foot and stepped into the garage.

"...You don't betray anyone with your favoritism? All right, I'm convinced of the defeat." Chong Zhen cupped his hands, and He Wei coughed lightly, signaling Zheng Youqing to bring the fingerprint film.

When I tried the third one, the fingerprint film of the right index finger, there was a crisp "click" sound in the garage, and He Wei put his hand against the hidden door, and pushed a crack open with a little force.

The structure behind the secret door is simple, there is only one concrete staircase leading to the basement, He Wei takes out a flashlight and walks in front, Chongzhen follows behind, leaving Zheng Youqing on top, if there is any danger, she will not be implicated.

After walking down a section of long stairs, there is another door, but this door is much simpler. He Wei pressed the handrail and gently pushed it open, accompanied by creaking sounds, as if slowly unfolding an unknown picture scroll.

Chong Zhen was stunned at the door, already dumbfounded.

"...Is it illegal to build an armory in the basement?"