she's a rose she's a gun

"Okay, let's restore the situation at the scene that day. At about 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, Mr. Shen got up to go to the bathroom, and suddenly heard the cry of his beloved but missing pet——Taibai. Mr. Shen hurriedly followed the sound. Go, and came to this room, the room was very dark, Mr. Shen touched the light switch but could not turn on the light, because it had been broken long ago, at this moment Taibai really appeared in front of his eyes, jumping up and down Jumping forward and running forward, Mr. Shen's eyes were moist, but suddenly he saw a truck speeding towards Taibai in the distance, and Taibai was turning his head and wagging his tail at him. A stack of books happened to trip him, and Mr. Shen just fell on the sword of the knight statue, watching Taibai being hit by a truck and turned into a puddle of flesh."

After Yang Dongliang finished speaking, he stared at Zhao Zhu and said, "Mr. Zhao, am I right?"

Zhao Zhu shrugged his shoulders: "How do I know?"

"Our technicians have checked. The audio and display screens in this room seem old, but there are signs of recent use. That night, although you were not here, you used your mobile phone to connect to the audio here. And the display screen, realized your murder plan, am I right?" Yang Dongliang pressed on step by step.

"Wait a minute, what evidence do you have for doubting me like this? Anyone can do what you said." Zhao Zhu said nonchalantly. turned pale.

"Although you deleted both the video and audio, after data recovery by our technicians, at 11:23 that night, your mobile phone was connected to the audio in this room, and at 11:29, it was connected to the audio system in this room. display screen." Wenming walked into the room holding the evidence bag containing Zhao Zhu's mobile phone.

Zhao Zhu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said reluctantly: "I just wanted to see if I could connect..."

"We asked your colleagues in the studio, and someone said that they saw you drawing a design draft of a Samoyed alone." Yang Dongliang didn't give Zhao Zhu a chance to argue, and continued to ask.

"Ah, that's an outside job..."

"We've asked all your colleagues, and they haven't taken over a job that requires drawing dogs recently." Yang Dongliang took a step forward.

Zhao Zhu started to sweat, he seemed a little overwhelmed, after a fierce ideological struggle, he suddenly raised his hands mockingly: "Well, I admit, I did the naked-eye 3/D special effects, That night I did connect the display screen and audio in this room, but what does that mean? I just made a video and played it for a while. Is this against the law? My brother-in-law just came to this room at that time, He didn't see the road clearly and tripped, is it my fault?"

"You mean, Mr. Shen's death was just an accident?" Xiao Han next to him interjected.

"That's right, it was just an accident. After all, how did I know that he would trip over? Besides, why is the door locked? Maybe it's a complicated murder case in a secret room, and your reasoning is wrong." Zhao Zhu looked After regaining his composure, he shook his hair, trying not to meet Yang Dongliang's eyes.

"About the door lock..." Xiao Han hurriedly opened his mouth to explain.

"Are you afraid that Taibai will run away?" Zhao Lanjuan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke. "Taibai will open the door. My husband heard Taibai's cry and thought it was in this room. He probably locked the door when he entered because he was afraid that Taibai would run away again."

Yang Dongliang nodded affirmatively: "We think so too."

"What does that mean? I said it was an accident, a coincidence, I really don't know..." Zhao Zhu argued nonchalantly.

"I heard that your math is not very good." Civilization behind him suddenly spoke.

When Zhao Zhu heard these words, his whole body suddenly trembled like chaff.

"I heard that you have not been very good at mathematics since you were a child." Civilization repeated it again, deliberately emphasizing the tone. "We surveyed all your classmates from elementary school to university who are better in mathematics. What is the name of one...Chen Lixing (x/i/n/g) or Chen Lixing (hang)? But still It’s really hard to find, obviously he was so good at math in high school, but now he is working in car sales, he told us an interesting thing.”

Zhao Zhu gradually slid his body down along the wall.

Yang Dongliang took over the conversation: "He said that you came to him suddenly a few days ago and gave him a drawing with a person drawn on it, an obstacle erected on the ground, and a red dot on the ground not far away. Ask him how to calculate the distance between the obstacle and the red point if the person trips over an obstacle and hits the red point on his chest when the height of the person is known. He asks what you have to do , You told him that it was to help the film crew draw blueprints, unfortunately, we have also investigated, and recently no crew has asked you to design blueprints for this kind of plot."

"What else do you have to say?" Yang Dongliang took another step forward and came in front of Zhao Zhu. The height of 1.8 meters [-] gave Zhao Zhu a huge sense of oppression which was almost limp on the ground.

Zhao Zhu grabbed his hair with both hands and buried his head deeply in his chest. He suddenly jumped up, waved his hands wildly, turned his bloodshot eyes to Yang Dongliang, and roared heartbreakingly: "Yes! That's right! Yes! I designed it! It was all planned by me! I have calculated the distance between the pile of books and the dagger countless times, and it was certainly not an accident."

His voice gradually weakened: "Damn Shen Duxing, damn him! He treats my sister better than a dog. If I hadn't moved here to live, I would never have known that he treated my sister like this! I grew up The elder sister who regards her as a bright pearl is so neglected by him!" As he spoke, Zhao Zhu's emotions became more and more agitated, and saliva flew in the air.

"Slap!" A loud slap landed on Zhao Zhu's face.

Zhao Zhu turned around angrily, but was taken aback, it was Zhao Lanjuan!At this moment, she was raising her slightly trembling hands, glaring at her younger brother who killed her husband for her own sake.

"Sister..." Zhao Zhu covered his cheeks, tears welled up in his eyes.

"You don't know anything!" Zhao Lanjuan cried and shouted: "You don't know anything! Shen Duxing is not what you see! Yes, he really can't express, he doesn't like to talk, and he has a good relationship with dogs, but He loves me! I love him too! Only the two of us know this! He will gently pinch my feet under the covers, hold me in his arms when I am sad, and still listen to me in the middle of the night You don’t know what I’m talking about! He’s such a person! Why do you think he treats me badly! Why do you kill him! Woooooo…” Zhao Lanjuan finally burst into tears Tears.

Zhao Zhu was shocked, his hands covering his cheeks dropped weakly, Yang Dongliang waved his hand, and two policemen behind him handcuffed Zhao Zhu.

"Sister, I just want to help you out." Zhao Zhu obediently put on the handcuffs, and said softly to Zhao Lanjuan.

"No, you didn't help her." Wenming sighed softly, and then said seriously: "You did it during the time after your brother-in-law and your sister quarreled, and you deliberately let her be the scene of the crime after you got home This will make our police regard your sister as the first suspect, in the final analysis, you are still selfish, you are just helping yourself."

After hearing this, Zhao Zhu didn't say anything, just clenched his fists, and was pushed down the stairs by two policemen beside him.

The closed door of the study next to it was opened a crack, and a short-haired girl poked her head out, looking at something.

Seeing her sneaky look, Wenming couldn't help being a little amused, walked over and patted her on the head lightly: "Hey, what are you looking at?"

Wang Gen was taken aback by Wen Wenming's slap, and after seeing clearly that it was Wen Wenming, he held his head and opened the door openly: "I'm here to see if it's over."

Wenming put away his smile and said sincerely: "It's over, I was taken away, thank you so much this time, for helping me a lot."

"Hahahaha, that must be thanks to me. As far as his mobile phone encryption system is concerned, I am the only one who can crack it. You ordinary technicians in the police may not be able to figure it out." Wang Gen said proudly.

Wenming rolled his eyes: "I'll climb up if I give you a pole. If it wasn't too urgent to apply, I wouldn't be looking for you."

This evening, Wen Wen called Wang Gen and asked her to come to the scene of the crime to help recover the data of a mobile phone. How could Wang Gen miss such a lively scene, so he agreed.

"So, in life, what you see is not necessarily what you see. What you think is the truth is sometimes just your own wishful thinking." Looking at Zhao Zhu's back, Wen Wenming said with emotion.

"What do you mean?"

"Ah, I'm talking about the suspect just now. Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner." Wen Wenming walked towards the door while talking.

"Well... let's not do it tonight, I have to go back to the company, and I still have a lot of work to do." Wang Gen waved his hands.

"I still have to work overtime today, I'm sorry, it seems to be my fault..." Wenming said apologetically.

"Just know, remember to compensate me next time, and take me to meet a big star." Wang Gen blinked and quickly disappeared at the gate.

"Big star?...Ah!" Wenming, who just came to his senses, blushed instantly.

After tidying up the scene, Yang Dongliang waved his hand and let Wenming go home.

Wenming rubbed his right shoulder, got on the subway, and took out his mobile phone in the crowded crowd, trying to see if he missed any news today.

"Ah!" Mu Yang's unread messages lay impressively in the inbox.

"I also eat the third one for breakfast, thank you o(*￣▽￣*)o"

Wenming smiled softly. This person still likes to use kaomoji so much.

"I've been busy with the case today. I just finished it. I'm sorry to see your news."

After Wen Wenming finished typing, he was about to put the phone back in his pocket, but he felt a shock in his hand.

"It's okay, how is today?"

"It went well, thanks to you giving me a hint yesterday (*^▽^*)"

"o(Д) っ!"

Looking at the cute surprised expression on the phone screen, Wenming couldn't help laughing.

"Without your knowledge."

"Hahaha, then I'm quite happy too. Is it over now?"

"Yeah, on my way home."

"Have a good rest (ω)"

"Good night (^_)☆"

Mu Yang lay on the bed, looked at the wall clock on the wall, it was already 12 o'clock, civilization probably won't be home until 1 o'clock.

She sighed softly, put down her mobile phone alarm clock, and got ready to go to sleep, there was magazine shooting tomorrow morning.

"Zi—" The phone that had just been placed on the table suddenly vibrated.

Mu Yang glanced at the caller ID, it was Nico.

Nico is her agent. He has always been vigorous, quick-witted and capable, and rarely calls her after 12 o'clock in the middle of the night.

"Nico." The moment Mu Yang picked up the phone, a bad premonition flashed in his heart.

"Mu Yang, something happened."

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The first case is over and sprinkle flowers~

In the next chapter, Mu Yang’s perspective will be opened, and everyone will see how powerful Mu Yang is (?＞?＜)☆

An important supporting role Nico appears~

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