"Okay, okay."
Seeing the captain looking at him, the young police officer raised his hands helplessly: "Captain, what you said is right. I just mentioned it casually. If you follow what your captain said, there should be traces of a third person at the scene."
"But we found no trace of anyone at the scene except the suspect and the deceased."
"You have to know that the usual suspects will not notice the existence of hair and dander that is difficult to observe with the naked eye."
The middle-aged police officer sneered after hearing this, and then he stubbed out the cigarette in his hand and said: "This further proves that the real murderer has the ability to clean up crime scenes that far exceeds that of ordinary people. Being able to possess such means has extremely obvious professional characteristics, and he is destined to be no ordinary person. "
"This allows us to quickly tag the real killer."
"But the murder weapon only had the suspect's fingerprints on it."
"It's too simple. The real murderer first cleans off his fingerprints on the fruit knife, then puts the dagger into the suspect's hand and lets it be covered with fingerprints."
"Captain, what do you mean, the wound on the suspect's abdomen was not committed suicide out of fear of crime, but was injured by the suspect?"
"That's right."
At this time, the middle-aged police officer seemed to be transformed into the famous detective Conan, lighting up a cigarette again, his whole body shone with a wise light, as if light fell from the sky and hit the middle-aged police officer's face, making his face full of confidence. and convincing radiance.
"I was a special police officer in the capital. Do you know why I came to this small city to serve as a police officer?"
"Forehead"
The young police officer was a little confused and didn't understand why the captain's brain suddenly jumped to this area. Wasn't he still discussing the case just now, but he still subconsciously replied.
"Did you offend someone?"
"No, I once handled an unjust, false and wrong case. After the incident, I was openly and implicitly criticized. From then on, I secretly swore that I would never handle any unjust, false or wrong case in my life."
"If it's for merit, I can take advantage of the situation and directly convict the suspect, but for the sake of justice and to make up for my past mistakes, I will not do that."
"The forensic doctor has just sent me a message that the wound on the suspect's abdomen was not caused by himself. A person stabs himself with a knife normally, and the wound does not look like this. This kind of wound can only be caused by someone else."
"Unless the suspect twists his arm into a twist."
"The most important thing is that the suspect had several wounds on his abdomen. Based on my years of experience in handling cases, I have encountered many people who injure themselves to avoid charges, but these people often only have one wound."
"After most people inflict a self-inflicted wound, the severe pain and fear of death prevent them from having the courage and strength to stab themselves one more time."
"And the wound won't be deep."
"But the wounds on the suspect's body were very deep, and he obviously ran away with a fatal knife."
"And... most murderers will stab the person several times when they kill. Even if the first blow kills the person, they will make up for it with several additional attacks."
"According to criminal psychology, this is a subconscious behavior of the murderer's body when he is extremely frightened, losing his mind, and experiencing a surge of adrenaline. Except for killers who make a living from this, generally the murderer will not leave only traces of blood on the victim when he kills. The next wound.”
"The teacher should have taught you too, right?"
"Based on these two points, we can clearly deduce that the wounds on the suspect were caused by the murderer, and the murderer is also a ruthless gangster who is good at cleaning up crime scenes."
"The only question now is how the murderer got into the house as there are no signs of damage to the security door."
"At this point we need to interrogate the suspect."
The tuberculosis rabbit lying on the hospital bed looked weakly at the two police officers standing in front of his hospital bed, and murmured weakly: "My wife opened the door, and I was playing games in the door."
"All I know is that there was a knock on the door, and then my wife went to answer the door."
"At first, I just thought he was delivering food, so I didn't go out. Instead, I continued to play games in the house. After all, I was holding a big sniper that I had saved up for three games, and I was concentrating on guarding the big A. Naturally, I don’t have time to go out and check the situation.”
"Immediately afterwards, I noticed that there seemed to be an argument coming from outside the house."
"When I went out to check, I found my wife lying in a pool of blood, and the murderer rushed towards me with a dagger. After being stabbed several times in a row, I fell unconscious."
"The man was wearing a mask and I couldn't see his face clearly."
"."
The middle-aged police officer narrowed his eyes and stared at the tuberculosis rabbit lying on the hospital bed: "Your wife has not gone out for many years, and she knows that she has not ordered takeout. When she heard someone knocking on the door, wouldn't she follow the peephole and observe ?"
"If you see a man wearing a mask through the peephole, or if the peephole is deliberately blocked, why would you open the door yourself when you know you may be in a dangerous situation?"
"."
Tutu Rabbit was speechless and silent. How did he know? He was just making it up. He had never thought about this part.
If not, what are you doing? Do you really think you are Sherlock Holmes?
Are you just an NPC in the map?
That's almost it.
Then he sighed and stopped talking, preparing to wait silently for the mission to fail, and then re-entered. There was something wrong with his strategy this time, and he had to think about how to enter the map next time.
Is this map so difficult?
And at this moment——
The middle-aged police officer changed the topic and said with a cold face: "Unless the person coming is a person your wife is very familiar with, and you can recognize him at a glance even if he is wearing a mask, and you have extreme trust in him, then you will open the door for him."
"Does your wife have any social interactions?"
It’s beyond the scope, it’s beyond the scope! !
Tutu Rabbit muttered a few words silently in his heart. This part of the script had exceeded his design ideas, but he could only bite the bullet and said: "No."
In the context of the diary, his wife is a woman with little social interaction.
But just when he was about to say something to save his life, a small police officer suddenly broke in outside the door. The voice game whispered in a slightly urgent voice: "Captain, we found all the information with a man in the communication software of the deceased's mobile phone. Chat content.”
"The initial judgment is that the relationship was between lover and mistress. The chat content was very explicit. The deceased said on WeChat that she liked the feeling of being a dog to the other person, and liked the feeling of kneeling on the ground and abandoning all dignity to enjoy being trampled."
"And the deceased would meet this man every month when he went out. He would book a hotel in advance and check in on the same day."
"But in the last few paragraphs of the chat record, the two had a big quarrel, and the deceased deleted the other party's friends."
"This chat content was deleted by the deceased before his death, but it was completely restored by our technical staff just now."
At this point, the young police officer noticed Tutu Hare lying on the bed. His body stiffened slightly and he said awkwardly: "Well, I'm sorry, but you are going to be shot soon, so you shouldn't care about your own head." Wear multiple hats?"
"Really?"
A flash of shock flashed in Tutu Rabbit's eyes, and he involuntarily straightened up a little. His eyes were filled with the desire to spy and the excitement of eating melon. He was about to say a few words in more detail, but he didn't want to express his condolences.
But suddenly I remembered that I was role-playing and I should make actions that were consistent with my identity.
Almost instantly, his eyes were filled with violence and anger, and he shouted with a ferocious expression: "That bitch, damn bitch!!"
"I gave up everything for her. She eats and drinks from me every day, but she dares to do this to me!"
"Who is that man? I'm going to kill him, kill him!!!"
"This couple of bitches!"
"Calm down first sir."
The middle-aged police officer glanced at the tuberculosis rabbit lying on the bed with a trace of sadness in his eyes, and then led several police officers in the room to exit the ward, leaving enough room for tuberculosis rabbit to be alone.
The tuberculosis rabbit lying on the hospital bed looked at the backs of several police officers leaving, slowly stopped the exaggerated expression on his face, and licked the corner of his mouth with some unfinished thoughts.
Is there such a background setting?
This was not written in the original diary.
It seems that the original identity really didn’t know that he was cheated.
This kid is a little pitiful.
After a while, the middle-aged police officer led several police officers in again and looked at the tuberculosis rabbit on the hospital bed with a serious face: "I sympathize with your experience, but I hope you can calm down first."
"The suspicion on you has been cleared for the time being. I suspect that your wife's lover is the real murderer."
"The reason why your wife opened the door was because she recognized this man, believed that he would not hurt her, and was afraid that he would make things worse, so she opened the door."
"You also said that you were concentrating on playing games at the time. Your wife may also know this, so she opened the door to explain the matter to the other party and prevent the other party from making too much noise."
"Before your lover came to your door, your wife had a quarrel with her and deleted her as a friend. The reason was probably that her lover asked your wife to divorce you, but your wife didn't want to, and then they started to quarrel."
"We have found out where this man lives and have sent people to arrest him. I believe the results will be available soon. If the evidence shows that this man is the murderer, sir, you can be discharged from the hospital after you recover from your injuries. "
"Huh? Oh"
Tutu looked a little weird and didn't know what to say for a moment. This plot direction completely deviated from what Brother Yi had told him. Brother Yi had not explained the background of this story.
Why does such a scapegoat really pop up?
After one hour.
A young police officer strode into the ward.
"It's already been done. The lover admitted that he killed the deceased and cleaned up the crime scene thoroughly, removing all traces of himself."
"But it denies a lot of points."
"For example, he denied stabbing the suspect, er, denied stabbing the gentleman, indicating that he did not see the gentleman in the house, and did not deliberately blame the gentleman. He only killed the deceased at the crime scene and then left. "
ps: There will be another chapter in a few dozen minutes.
(End of chapter)
