Dressed as a mystery novel victim

Hiding behind the surveillance camera, Yang Qingshui saw Qi Zhong loitering in the desk aisle. After the students finished reading the text, he would write on the blackboard on the podium to explain the simulated test questions.The students couldn't see the panicked appearance of Qi Zhong just now, but now he is as calm as usual, and seems to have forgotten the attack of his mother-in-law 10 minutes ago.

After leaving the remedial class, Fang Lu called.Yang Qingshui picked it up, "Auntie, our plan has failed." He told Fang Lu about his observations along the way.

Fang Lu cried, "Could it be that we were wrong... wronged Ah Zhong?" His tone was like a frightened child, and he heard Jiang Zhenli comforting him in a low voice.

Yang Qingshui also fell into self-doubt.Which link went wrong, was he thinking too badly about people too much, or did Qi Zhong see through what they were thinking?

The forensic report was in perfect order, Jiang Wei's autopsy results were in line with the characteristics of slipping off a cliff, and there were no flaws in the procedure.It was Jiang Zaiyue who was in charge of the forensics, so don't worry about being tricky. According to the general private detective work procedure, at this time, it is time to collect money to close the case. From a humanitarian point of view, I will persuade the two elders to accept the reality and start a new life.

But he still felt something was wrong.

Yang Qingshui still couldn't make a proposal to close the case, he only told the two elders that he would continue to follow up and investigate, and told Fang Lu not to think about it, so he hung up the phone and walked aimlessly on the side of the road.

The nearby streets and alleys are densely packed, after walking for a while, Yang Qingshui got lost and didn't pay attention, he walked left and right, anyway, there was always a way to get out of the main road.Suddenly I heard a voice begging for mercy, "I was wrong, I was really wrong, I will accept whatever you say I was wrong, whether it will make it..."

Immediately after hearing the sound of debris scattered, Yang Qingshui turned into the alley and took a look. Standing in the middle of the alley, the stinky cut-off-face seemed to be... Lin Zhilu?

Sensing someone, that person turned his head, Yang Qingshui was startled by his ferocious expression, it was indeed Lin Zhilu, his sleeves were rolled up, his knuckles were reddish.

The punk against the wall lifted the garbage basket on his hood, and when he saw someone coming, he immediately screamed for help: "Help, the police call—" Before finishing speaking, Lin Zhilu punched the wall, the wall was dusty, and his fist It was only two centimeters away from the face, and the gangster immediately fell silent.

Lin Zhilu turned around and squinted his eyes, staring at the alley entrance, meaning to tell Yang Qingshui not to meddle in his own business.

Yang Qingshui seemed indifferent to his scorching gaze, "Go on, I'll just watch the fun." Leaning his hands against the wall, he was short of a handful of melon seeds.

The scene was stalemate for a while, and even the punk who was beaten felt that the atmosphere was not right, and his face was suspicious: "You want to play the confession of the good police and the bad police? Brother, I didn't offend you, I really don't know, my third uncle that night I'm dead, I've been folding ingots at the funeral parlor all night..."

"Third Uncle, right? Funeral home..." Lin Zhilu threw the trash basket at the person like a whip, sparing no effort, "Someone saw you bring a girl out of the casino, dutiful son, Third Uncle who died for you Whoring|whoring?"

Red marks were thrown on the young man's face, and he blocked it with his hands indiscriminately. He couldn't help explaining: "I didn't prostitute, I didn't spend any money! Even if I'm in a casino, it doesn't matter to me if someone dies!"

The handle of the bamboo basket was torn off, and the garbage fell to the ground. Lin Zhilu unbuttoned it, still angry: "Give me your name."

"I really don't know!"

"do not know?"

Seeing that Lin Zhilu raised his leg and was about to hit his vitals, "Three days, give me three days!" After finishing speaking, the leather boots stopped in front of the cock, and the young man clutched his crotch, still in shock, "Recently, two gangs are fighting for territory. , The person who died is said to be a thug of the Wei family, or they may be deliberately picking trouble on their own, I need time to find out."

Lin Zhilu looked at him, "Report to the police station by yourself at this time the day after tomorrow, don't let me find you."

The young man quickly waved his hands, "How dare you, I don't want to go down to accompany my third uncle." Seeing that Lin Zhilu turned sideways to make room, he picked up his belongings, nodded flatteringly at Yang Qingshui, and crawled away.

People ran away, after watching the fun, Yang Qingshui was still reluctant to leave.

Lin Zhilu took a look at him, turned around and walked to the water pipe in the alley to collect water, and wiped the remaining blood on his hands.Hearing the sound of footsteps coming up, he didn't turn his head: "Stay away from me."

Yang Qingshui: "Neuropathy is not contagious, I'm not afraid." Standing behind him, he couldn't see Lin Zhilu's expression, but he paused and turned off the faucet with a snap.

I saw him standing up with a serious expression on his face: "You are so busy that you have nothing to do, so you deliberately attracted my attention? If it were someone else, you would also rely on him to stay and inquire about his private life. Are you so concerned?"

Yang Qingshui: "I didn't follow you on purpose. Didn't I just meet you by chance? You don't have to be full, looking for fights everywhere, so irritable and lacking in love?"

Lin Zhilu looked over and stared at him: "I'm not like you, men and women can flirt."

"Who did I flirt with?" Yang Qingshui didn't know what to say, and remembered that he lost his temper last time, and suddenly laughed, "Oh, you said Jiang Zaiyue. She is..." He thought for a while, Decided to omit Ling Yu's name, "My good friend's sweetheart, I have something to do with her, business."

Hearing this, Lin Zhilu had a weird expression on his face, "Really?" After saying that, he turned and walked towards the exit of the alley.

It's strange, he was very angry just now, and now he looks indifferent, Yang Qingshui thought, maybe he wrote Lin Zhilu's character to serve the plot, and his behavior is contradictory, it seems that he is the one after all. Author's fault.Youyou sighed and followed, "Don't you think your handling of the case is stepping on the line? I don't deny that it is efficient, but it is not good for your own career."

"Whether I care about procedural justice or not." Lin Zhilu said, pointing to his head, his tone was much gentler than before, "I'm not allowed to do this here, it's like a bomb, it can be ignited at any time and mess up everything. Instead of this, It’s better to take the fastest way from the beginning.”

Blame him again?

Yang Qingshui raised his eyebrows, "The robbery case that broke the field last time also relied on this method to beat the suspect to extract a confession?"

"..." He is emotionally ill, but it doesn't mean that his IQ is out of order.Lin Zhilu glanced at him with disdain, "Will an old wolf who dares to rob with a gun leak out because he is afraid of pain?"

Yang Qingshui asked: "Then how did you get him to plead guilty?"

Lin Zhilu said indifferently: "Search warrant. No one can commit a crime seamlessly, and the stolen goods can be hanged in the office in a dignified way. Naturally, the guns will not be thrown around. The □□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□ he collected were compared with the ballistic trajectory records of the year, It is confirmed that two of them are the murder weapons of the crime, which is enough evidence to prosecute the wilderness. In the most rustic words, this means that everyone who walks will leave traces."

As he said that, he turned his head and saw Yang Qingshui stopped, thinking about something in a daze, and suddenly jumped up.

"Why didn't I think of it? You're right!" He was overjoyed, shaking Lin Zhilu's shoulder, "I love you so much!"

Lin Zhilu's Adam's apple twitched slightly, before he could speak, he waved his hand, "I owe you a meal!" Then he ran in the opposite direction of the alley.Until the back disappeared from sight, Lin Zhilu looked away and stood alone for a long time.

Running out of the alley, Yang Qingshui quickly called Fang Lu, "Auntie, do you have the keys to your daughter's house?" He quickly walked out of the road and stopped a taxi.

The two-storey garden house is located in the northern suburbs, with red walls and tiles, giving it an antique flavor. Based on Yang Qingshui's understanding of prices in Gaoqiao City, this house is worth almost a hundred detective agency floors. Considering Qi Zhong's income, Yang Qingshui Looking up and sighing slightly, I suddenly felt that eating soft rice is also a pretty good job.

Fang Lu gave him the key to the door, unlocked it and entered the house smoothly.Lin Zhilu's words reminded him that there was a cut mark on the ankle of the deceased in the forensic report, which was probably the steel wire that Qi Zhong erected to set up a trap for falling. If he could find the steel wire at his home and compare the autopsy wound, It can still be used as evidence of his intentional homicide.

In the living room, there are unpacked instant noodle buckets and scattered magazines, which is in line with the state of a widower living alone.There are only men’s shoes in the shoe cabinet, and men’s products in the bathroom. I can’t even find a piece of women’s clothing or cosmetics. Six months ago, this was the place where the couple lived together. It's pretty cool.

Yang Qingshui wandered carefully while observing, but he couldn't find any metal wires that matched the report. He went upstairs, and there was a reception room and three rooms on the second floor. The first room he opened the door and entered was Qi Zhong's study room. Most of them are geological books, the drawers are empty, there is a computer and some stationery on the desk, and there is a watch that looks expensive.

Turning on the screen, his home computer did not have a password. Yang Qingshui successfully logged into the Internet, and began to search his bills and website purchase records. As long as he saw what Qi Zhong bought half a year ago, he could judge his preparations for the crime. The payment records may be There will be a payment bill from which hardware store.Yang Qingshui browsed one by one and watched carefully.

...viagra?The time of purchase was August, and Jiang Wei had been dead for more than 8 months.

It was only after his wife died that he realized that he was wilted... After thinking about it maliciously for a while, he suddenly heard the sound of keys ringing downstairs.

Qi Zhong is back.

Yang Qingshui's heart sank, he quickly turned off the computer, and looked at the half-open window.

Footsteps lingered in the living room for a while, and then walked up the stairs.

As the footsteps got closer, Yang Qingshui quickly picked up the watch on the table, took a deep breath, and jumped out of the window.

Standing in the living room, Qi Zhong heard a loud bang outside the house, went downstairs, and opened the door following the sound.

Yang Qingshui suppressed the slight panting in his throat, and smiled at Qi Zhongdui, who came out of the door with a suspicious face, and said, "It took me a lot of effort, and I finally found this address." Then, he spread his hands and handed over his watch, "Brother Boxing Gym When I found this watch, I guessed it was yours, and I was afraid that you might feel anxious about losing it, so I brought it back for you."

Qi Zhong took the watch, looked at it for a while, and then looked at him.

"It's nothing, I'm leaving first." Yang Qingshui was about to leave when he was stopped by behind him, "Xiao Yang—"

Turning around, meeting Qi Zhong and smiling at him with a calm tone: "Don't rush, come in and have a cup of tea."