Zhou Zhimo continued to say to him: "Don't worry, no matter how clean the murderer is, we can still find a way."
"After eliminating all possibilities, what remains, no matter how impossible it is, is the truth."
Zhou Zhimo told him slowly: "We found that Huang Juhua's body was dismembered. The knife skills and tools were very professional."
Zhao Hongsheng said in a deep voice: "Then you should go find Old Fangtou, he has been working for decades."
"What do you want from me?"
Zhou Zhimo said: "The last people Huang Juhua saw were you."
"Of course I want to bring you all for questioning."
Zhou Zhimo said: "You are all suspicious. Now it depends on which one of you is the first to tell the truth. It will be more beneficial to whoever."
"The first person to speak out, provide strong evidence, and be lenient if he confesses, these are all good behaviors."
"The last one will be mentioned after we have completed the investigation based on the clues provided by others. The severity of the plot will be different."
Zhao Hongsheng still didn't say anything, and showed a tough attitude.
At this time, Xiao Qin, who was waiting in the yard, came in and whispered in his ear: "I asked about someone who went to Huang Juhua's house."
Zhou Zhimo looked at Xiao Qin in surprise: "When?"
Xiao Qin whispered: "Judging by time, it was just before Huang Juhua died."
Zhou Zhimo stood up, took a deep look at Zhao Hongsheng, and then turned around and left.
Watching them leave, the vague conversation just now and the last look in Zhou Zhimo's eyes made Zhao Hongsheng feel very uneasy.
Zhou Zhimo called two police officers: "You two stay here and keep an eye on him."
"Don't look at him lying down. This man has great energy, so be careful."
The two nodded: "Okay, remember."
After walking far, Zhou Zhimo said to Xiao Qin: "You did a good job just now."
"Zhao Hongsheng is a tough person from the inside out, and he doesn't take softness or hardness."
"But what you said just now, if it was really him who did it, he would start to feel shaken."
"In this way, his psychological defense was broken down step by step."
"What happened to the person you just talked about?"
Xiao Qin told Zhou Zhimo: "The man's name is Liu Qing. He is thirty-five years old and unmarried. During the epidemic, he stayed at home after returning from the factory."
"After a while, I got along well with the yellow chrysanthemum this year."
"However, the family thinks Huang Juhua has a bad reputation and does not agree with him marrying her back."
"He doesn't usually hang out with people in the village. Only his family knows about this, and the villagers basically don't know about it."
"However, Liu Qing and Huang Juhua still communicate frequently behind the scenes."
"Liu Qing said that he was a little worried when he heard that Zhao Hongsheng and Li Laosan were fighting at Huang Juhua's house that day."
"The next afternoon, he couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to see the yellow chrysanthemums."
"As soon as they met, the two went into the house and hugged each other."
Xiao Qin pursed his lips and continued: "Liu Qing originally planned to stay there for the night."
"But we went there early that day, only four o'clock. Huang Juhua said that Zhao Hongsheng had just finished fighting with Li Laosan, and she was afraid that he would knock on the door again at night."
"Liu Qing said that he would stay there to protect Huang Juhua."
"Huang Juhua was afraid that Zhao Hongsheng would beat him, so when it was getting dark, she persuaded him to go back."
"In order to deceive others, Liu Qing always walks by the river every time he goes or leaves."
"There are grass and trees on both sides, so it's not easy to see."
Hearing this, Zhou Zhimo knew: "Could the figure those two women saw be Liu Qing?"
Xiao Qin nodded: "Nine times out of ten, it's him. The time and location are right."
"It will be clear if we go over and check again."
"This Liu Qing doesn't usually come out to be with everyone. It was probably those two women. I didn't think it was him for a while."
Zhou Zhimo's phone rang, and Liang Yinuo said: "Master, we have arrived at the entrance of the village, where are you?"
Zhou Zhimo told him: "We are at the village clinic."
Liang Yinuo was stunned for a moment and asked him: "Who's wrong?"
Zhou Zhimo told him: "We are all fine, Zhao Hongsheng was injured in the fall."
It can be heard that Liang Yinuo's tone suddenly sounded a little excited: "Xiaofeng and I will be there soon."
Zhou Zhimo smiled and said to Xiao Qin: "Xiaofeng and the others should have come with the test results."
"Wait a minute, collect data from both Zhao Hongsheng and Liu Qing, and compare the results."
"They will be out soon."
One piece of news after another brought clarity to the case, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Liang Yinuo braked suddenly and stopped on the side of the road. He opened the car door and ran over: "Master..."
Zhou Zhimo had a stern look on his face: "What are you doing, Mao Feichang? This is in the village, the car is driving so happily, what should I do if something goes wrong?"
Liang Yinuo smiled apologetically and said, "Master, I was wrong."
"Aren't you impatient and want to get Xiaofeng and the results to you as soon as possible?"
Liang Yinuo stretched out his hands, made a "please" gesture to Xiaofeng, and smiled at Zhou Zhimo.
Xiaofeng shook his head vigorously to wake himself up, and then took out the reports and handed them to Zhou Zhimo: "Zhou Suo, the blood stains on the bedside are from yellow chrysanthemums."
"The blood and skin tissue next to the bed belonged to another person."
Zhou Zhimo looked at him: "Well done, fast enough."
He told Xiaofeng the current situation: "During the investigation just now, Xiao Qin and the others asked about a situation."
"Before Huang Juhua's accident, a man named Liu Qing went to her house and the two had a relationship."
"In addition, Zhao Hongsheng is also lying in the infirmary, injured. But he is stubborn, unwilling to cooperate, and says nothing."
Zhou Zhimo said to Xiaofeng: "Go and collect the blood of these two people and compare them to see if you can find anything?"
Xiaofeng nodded and entered the infirmary with the tool box. Xiao Qin followed him: "I'm going to help."
After a while, Xiao Qin came out: "Xiaofeng has collected it and he is busy."
"I had already called Liu Qing at that time, and he was on his way here."
Zhou Zhimo smiled approvingly: "Sensible."
This kind of tacit cooperation made Zhou Zhimo feel a little more relaxed in this recent non-stop case.
As soon as he finished speaking, a tall and thin man walked along the road.
Xiao Qin told Zhou Zhimo: "This is Liu Qing."
As he got closer, he could see his face clearly. He had a fair face, and there weren't many traces of the hard work of life on his face. He looked like he was thirty years old at most.
Wearing a baseball uniform, he looked at Xiao Qin awkwardly, clasping his hands together: "I'm coming."
Xiao Qin said to him: "Don't be afraid, it's just a blood test."
"Let's go, I'll take you in."
After a while, Liu Qing came out. He lowered his head slightly and stood on the side of the road.
Zhou Zhimo asked him: "Have you ever looked for Huang Chrysanthemum again after you left that day?"
