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Du Qianlin looked at the nameplate of 'Shui Jianliang' on the system interface. In this mode, the murderer cannot be identified by knowing who it is. Conclusive evidence must be found, or the murderer must admit that he is the murderer.

"How could he admit his crime!" Du Qianlin gritted his teeth.

Kang Wenwen turned his head to look at Du Qianlin staring angrily at the outside of the house, and reached out to touch the small coin in the bag with his eyes downcast.

This coin was left by Shui Jianliang when he put money in his bag last time.The last time I saw Shui Jianliang in the hospital, Kang Wenwen thought he was here to take back the coin.

But he didn't.

"call--"

"It's okay, I will definitely find evidence." Kang Wenwen heard Kang Wenwen sigh and thought he was distressed because he couldn't catch Shui Jianliang.

"Huh?" Kang Wenwen looked up at Du Qianlin, was taken aback for a moment and then smiled, "Well, I believe Brother Lin."

Seeing Kang Wenwen's small white teeth showing when he smiled, Du Qianlin's heart softened.He reached out and rubbed Kang Wenwen's head.

"You..." When will you think of me?

"?" Kang Wenwen looked at Du Qianlin suspiciously.

Du Qianlin shook his head, "It's fine."

But inexplicably, he started to feel irritable in his heart, and the movements of his hands became a little more serious, rubbing Wenwen's hair into a chicken coop.

"Brother Lin..." Kang Wenwen had a bitter face.

"Oh." Du Qianlin looked at Kang Wenwen who was holding the chicken coop and frowned.

Kang Wenwen curled his lips, not daring to be angry or speak.

I can only cover my head and look for a mirror in the room that can reflect.

Fortunately, I turned around and found a silver plate on the shelf behind me. The front was uneven, but the back was so smooth that it could be used as a mirror.Kang Wenwen didn't know what this was for, it looked a bit like an ornament.

The on-site evidence collection was over, so Kang Wenwen turned over carefully and casually combed his hair.

Because he touched the chair where the corpse sat with gloves on, Kang Wenwen only used the back of his hand to press down the raised hair.But when he tilted his head, he saw something small on the ceiling.

"?" Kang Wenwen put down the silver tray and looked up.

Only then did I discover that there were some small black hooks on the ceiling of this room nailed into the wall in an orderly manner.

Is it for hanging something?

Kang Wenwen didn't know what these hooks had to do with Huang Ruoruo's paintings. He could only guess that they were probably used to hang some large paintings and let them dry naturally.

Du Qianlin watched Kang Wenwen keep raising his head, and followed suit.

The position where the two are standing now is in a straight line with the black chair, and the hooks on the ceiling happen to be nailed in a neat row on this line.

"!"

Du Qianlin and Kang Wenwen opened their eyes wide at the same time, and turned to look at each other.Du Qianlin was slightly surprised at first, then smiled and said, "Don't tell me, let's see if we think the same thing?"

Kang Wenwen pursed his lips and smiled, "Okay."

The two turned around at the same time, one walked towards the chair, and the other walked around the corner of the room.

Kang Wenwen stood beside the black chair and looked around.

There should be something here...

The symmetrical distance of 1.5 meters on both sides of the chair is the shelf with things on it, and the things on it have already accumulated thick dust.And behind these two shelves, there is another shelf less than one meter apart.

Kang Wenwen raised his eyes and scanned the shelves. He could find even the smallest abnormalities with such a careful search centered on the chairs.

The shelf on the left side of the chair has a little dust rubbed off from the top to the bottom of the second floor directly facing the chair.And the top layer, Kang Wenwen, couldn't see clearly because he was thinking about his feet, so he had to give up first.

Going around to the back of the shelf on the left, the layer where the dust has been rubbed off, there are more obvious rubbing marks here, although it is more obvious, but compared to the front, the length of the rubbing is longer, and the width may be only half a centimeter.

The length is 30 centimeters, but the width is only half a centimeter.

What is this?

If you can't think of something, just ignore it.Because Kang Wenwen discovered another anomaly.

It is also the bottom shelf directly below the rubbing marks. There is a small two-centimeter-thick drawing board lying between the shelf and the ground.

The rectangular drawing board is on a shelf five or six centimeters higher than the ground, and the other is on the ground.It became a small slope.

That's not what's weird about this artboard.

There is no dust on this drawing board, and the color on the top is different from the color on the side.

The upside is the original log color of the planks, but the sides are a grayish black eroded by dust and moisture.

The board was brought into this pose only recently.

Tilting his head to look at the things on the bottom floor, this wooden board must have a source.

Sure enough, I found it next to the wooden board, a dozen neatly stacked drawing boards.On the top piece, its surface color is the same gray-black color as the sides, but from the second piece onwards, only the sides are gray-black, and the place on the top pressed by the previous drawing board is the original color.

After finding out where the drawing board came from, Kang Wenwen began to study the usefulness of this small slope.

This was taken out by the murderer, and it was not far from the original location, which proves that he placed the board like this on purpose.

The usefulness of the ramp...is not to be fixed, it is to move.

Kang Wenwen squatted and turned 180 degrees on the spot.

The shelf at the back is attached to the wall, and there is a gap of five or six centimeters under the shelf.

Kang Wenwen looked down and couldn't see what was inside, so he reached in and groped for a bit.

"Sure enough..." Kang Wen said in his heart.

Carefully take out what you fumble.

It was a roll of drawing paper with a lot of dust on it.

The painting tube is 30 centimeters long and has a diameter as wide as a fist, with a brown paper tube in the middle.

It looks like an enlarged and elongated roll of paper, except that it is not toilet paper but paper for drawing.

"This is...fishing line?" Kang Wenwen suddenly saw a transparent thing in the paper tube, and carefully pinched it with his hands.After a closer look, I saw that it was a fishing line.

"What did you find?" Du Qianlin's voice sounded behind him.

Kang Wenwen turned around and saw that Du Qianlin was holding a disposable plastic bottle in his hand.And there seems to be a shiny fishing line on the bottle.

Dazed for a moment, Kang Wenwen took a look at the plastic bottle in Du Qianlin's hand, then looked up at the hook on the ceiling above the chair, suddenly realized.

"I see."

Du Qianlin also saw the drawing paper tube in his hand, raised his eyebrows and remained silent.He spread his hands to Kang Wenwen and said that he didn't know yet.

Kang Wenwen shrank his head again, "Actually, I don't know if my guess is right..."

"It's okay, what do you say. Maybe it's right." Du Qianlin comforted.But more is to believe that Kang Wenwen's reasoning is correct.

"I..." Kang Wenwen looked at the policemen outside, "I may need to do an experiment to make it clear."

Kang Wenwen looked at the light bulbs that had been stuck here, and thought for a moment.

"Well... so, you close your eyes first. I sent them away and told you to open your eyes and then open them again."

"?" Why did you close your eyes to send them away?

Although his head was full of question marks, Wen Wen obediently complied.

Seeing that Kang Wenwen closed his eyes, Du Qianlin turned his head to look at the group of people outside, raised his hand and clicked "restore on site".

For the first time, I don't know if the "on-site restoration" can be successful when there are still people on site.

As before, everything around is blurred.Those 'fragments' of the 'then' scene started to gather towards the center.

Du Qianlin looked at the colleagues outside those 'shards', they seemed to be frozen by this blurred blur, and they all kept their original postures and stopped in place.

But Kang Wenwen beside him was not affected at all.Although he stood still without any movement, he was the same as the NPC outside who was suddenly pressed the pause button.Surrounded by these fragments with himself, he enters this "restored on-site" world.

"Okay, you can open your eyes now." Du Qianlin said softly.

Kang Wenwen opened his eyes and turned to look outside the shelf.

Indeed, there is no one left.

"Oh? Why did Mo Fang's body come back?" Kang Wenwen saw Mo Fang who was still sitting on the chair in a blink of an eye.

He clearly remembered that Mo Fang's body had to be packed up and sent back to the police station, waiting for Doctor Qin Fa to dissect it.

Du Qianlin smiled but did not answer.

"Aren't you going to do an experiment? Now that there is no one else, you can do it."

"..." Kang Wenwen faltered with his head down.

Du Qianlin barely heard it when he got closer.

"Then can you help me find a chair and tiptoe for me..."

This room in the basement can be roughly regarded as a square.

Take the black chair in the middle of the room as the center, the left and right are the x-axis, and the up and down are y.

There are four shelves in the room, placed parallel to each other on the x-axis.On the left side of the chair - on the first shelf on the x-axis, there are dust marks that have been wiped off, and the drawing board that fell on the ground to form a slope.

The distance between the chair and the shelves on the left and right is 1.5 meters, ignoring the width of the chair.The space in the middle of the room was three meters wide.

The shelf attached to the wall is about 0.8 meters away from the shelf next door.Plus the shelf was originally 40 cm wide.The width of this room is about six meters.

The position (-1.9,0) on the x-axis is where the drawing board is placed, and the position (-3,0) is the wall, and a ventilation fan is installed at this position.

Du Qianlin supported the chair and let Kang Wenwen step on it.

The fishing line was broken, so Kang Wenwen found another thick twine in this studio, and cut a length of twine of the same length as the fishing line.

Pass the thread through the tube, move the knot to the middle of the tube, open the scroll and pass the paper through the top of the shelf, leaving the beginning of the paper on the side of the shelf facing the chair, and the scroll on the wall facing the wall Here, the second layer of the shelf is held by the twine from before, and the contact surface between the painting cylinder and the shelf is only one finger wide.

Straighten the twine to the shelf and throw the other end over the shelf to the chair.Going around to the chair, put the paper of the scroll on Mo Fang's left ear and gently hung it.

But because of the original weight of the paper, such a small contact surface is not stable at all.Paper always falls.

Kang Wenwen was a little annoyed, "It seems that I was wrong."

Du Qianlin raised his hand and handed him something, "Try using this."

"Masking tape?" Kang Wen heard, this is the tape that is pasted on the edge of the drawing paper when drawing. It is stickier than ordinary tape, but it is still possible to stick it for a short time, and as long as it is peeled carefully, it will not stick to the paper. leave traces.

Kang Wenwen stuck one end of the paper on the line from Mo Fang's temple to the jawbone with masking tape.

After doing this, Kang Wenwen took the bottle that Du Qianlin had picked up.

This is a one-liter Coke bottle. There are two small holes facing each other in the lower part of the bottle. Pass one end of the twine through the two holes.Also fix the joint of the twine in the middle to keep the bottle balanced.

He took the water from Du Qianlin and poured it in.

After pouring it in, I found that the bottom of the bottle was poked with small holes.When there is water in the bottle, small drops of water will continuously ooze out from the bottom of the bottle to the ground.

"Brother Lin, can you move Mo Fang away first, I am afraid that dripping water on her body will destroy the integrity of the body."

Kang Wenwen took a pole found in the corner of the room to hang the plastic bottle on the hook directly above Mo Fang's body.

"It's okay, this one won't be dissected." Du Qianlin said without thinking.

"what?"

"It's not...uh... Anyway, it's okay, you go ahead and go on." Du Qianlin obediently helped Wen Wen with a chair.

Kang Wen heard that Du Qianlin didn't care, so it didn't matter.

When the bottle was hung up, the drops of water fell on Mo Fang's face, soaking the paper 'mask' once again.

He found Du Qianlin and the toilet paper in his bag and opened them, carefully placed them on the top shelf on the left side of the chair, and placed them on the scroll paper.Facing the slowly turning fan on the wall.

With Du Qianlin's support, Kang Wenwen jumped off the chair.The two looked up at the stack of tissues, waiting for the automatic formation of "Tiejiaguan".

But the imagination is full, and the reality is skinny.

Under Kang Wenwen's nervous gaze, the top tissue raised a small corner, shook it at Kang Wenwen, and then fell back.

"..." Kang Wenwen pursed his lips, a little afraid to look at Du Qianlin.

"Are you thinking of using the fan's wind to blow the paper down?" Du Qianlin looked at the fan embedded in the wall.

"En." Kang Wenwen nodded sullenly.

Du Qianlin looked at the fan, dragged the chair that Wen Wen had tiptoed just now, and put it in front of the shelf against the wall.

Now that I think about it, when I first entered the door, the wind from the fan was the same as when it was "restored on site", but when Du Qianlin walked around the room just now, he felt that the fan did not turn as fast as it is now.

Did Shui Jianliang tamper with this fan?

"I'll help you." Watching Du Qianlin step on the chair, Kang Wenwen hurried to support the chair.

The dust on the fan is very uniform, it seems that the fan itself has not been touched.Is that the motor system?

Open the plastic box with the wires hidden on the side, there is no dust on the box.

Du Qianlin is tall, and he can reach the fan without raising his hand when stepping on the chair.That Shui Jianliang was only half a head shorter than him, and he could easily reach the hidden thread box.

"The wires here have been tampered with." Du Qianlin turned his head and gave Kang Wenwen a comforting smile.

The wire had already been blown once due to aging, and someone used tape to barely connect the blown copper wires together.

But the tape is not strong now, so the fan will gradually lose power.

Du Qianlin turned his head and looked around, pointing to the wooden paintbrush on the shelf behind.

"Wenwen, pass that to me."

Use a paintbrush to pick and touch the broken copper wires together.

"Kachacha, hoo--" The fan turned even more powerfully.

Kang Wenwen turned to look at the paper on the shelf.

As he wished, the blown paper floated gently to the chute built with scrolls on the top of the shelf to the black chair.

The paper towel slid down the paper in an extremely silky way, and landed on Mo Fang's face smoothly. It was then wet by the water that kept dripping on the bridge of the nose, and the moisture spread on the paper towel.Slowly, it fits together with the paper towel below, forming a new "mask".

This method does not guarantee that every tissue will fall on Mo Fang's face. Some got off the car halfway, and some slipped past the destination before the water droplets had time to wet it, and fell into the air. on the ground.

"So this also explains why there are so many paper towels on the ground." Du Qianlin looked at the 'mask' that was slowly thickening and said, "It seems that he has prepared a lot of paper."

"However, this method has requirements for the angle of the paper tied between the shelf and the chair, the speed of the water droplets, the wind force and the angle of the fan." Kang Wenwen said in amazement.

"I don't know how many experiments he has done for this murder."

Du Qianlin was also a little puzzled, "Shui Jianliang didn't have many suspicions in the first place. He could have killed Mo Fang before leaving Chuyun. He was a person who had nothing to do with the case, but he had to go through such troubles to make things difficult for himself." Proof of being present, and running here early in the morning in front of the first discoverer? What exactly is he trying to do?"

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The author has something to say:

Du Qianlin (raising his hand to press Kang Wenwen's head): Wenwen's height is not short, I think it's just right.

Kang Wenwen (pushing her mouth in a low voice): Your actions make me think you are mocking me.

Du Qianlin: No, no, really no.I just like your height now, really. (While speaking, he hugged Wenwen into his arms with one hand)

Kang Wenwen (feet off the ground): Hey!Quick, let me down quickly.

Du Qianlin: Don't let it go.

Laughing (it’s not a big deal to watch the excitement): I only let it go if I give it a kiss.

Du Qianlin (raising eyebrows): Yes.

Kang Wenwen (blushing): You're so big, let me go.

Du Qianlin (pretending to be deaf and looking at the sky): Huh?