During the month-long study, Bai Mo's criminal investigation knowledge has also been greatly improved.
After Qin Youwei raised the question, Bai Mo really couldn't explain how the deceased could keep kneeling on the ground and holding his hands after death, but this was not important. As long as the murderer was found, wouldn't the killing method be explained clearly?
That's right! No matter how fatal the loophole pointed out by Qin Youwei was, Bai Mo never changed his mind!
Arriving at Shangcheng Road in Xiacheng District, Zeng Hao was squatting at the door of a billiards hall and smoking.
Bai Mo walked over and said, "Brother Hao!"
Zeng Hao glanced at Bai Mo, stood up, put his hands in his pockets, shook his head towards the door of the billiard hall, and then staggered in.
This series of actions gave Bai Mo a sense of familiarity as a big brother in the world.
Following Zeng Hao to the second floor, Bai Mo saw a man with yellow hair at a glance. It was the Qin Peng he was looking for.
"Shed!" Zeng Hao shouted.
Qin Peng, who was playing billiards, looked back and saw that the person coming was Zeng Hao. He immediately smiled and said, "Hey! Brother Hao!"
Qin Peng put down his club and came forward. At the same time, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Zeng Hao. He saw that Bai Mo and Zeng Hao were together, so he handed another cigarette to Bai Mo.
"He doesn't smoke." Zeng Hao looked around, "Is there anywhere to talk?"
"Yes!" Qin Peng quickly pointed to a small door on the second floor, walked over first, and opened the door for the two of them.
This was a simple mahjong room. After Bai Mo and Zeng Hao entered, Qin Peng closed the door and took out a lighter to light a cigarette for Zeng Hao.
"My colleague has something to ask you." Zeng Hao took a puff of cigarette and glanced at Bai Mo, "Ask me!"
"Just ask!" Qin Peng said with a smile.
Bai Mo looked at Qin Peng. He could see that Qin Peng's expression was very natural, which meant that the painting probably had nothing to do with him. If Qin Peng was a murderer, Bai Mo could only say that this man's psychological quality was too good. .
"Did you go to a man named Liu Mingxing's house to deliver a painting on Friday night?" Bai Mo asked.
Qin Peng nodded immediately, "Yes, yes! I even earned 10,000 yuan for sending a painting!"
"Ten thousand?" Before Bai Mo could speak, Zeng Hao couldn't sit still. "Aren't you just going to do errands now? What kind of order can make you earn ten thousand?"
Qin Peng grinned, "When I went home on Friday, I found a package at my door. There was a wrapped painting and two envelopes, each containing 10,000 yuan."
The package also contained an anonymous letter, telling Qin Peng how to approach Liu Mingxing, and stating that 10,000 yuan was Qin Peng's reward.
The letter also said that the goods sent by Qin Peng were only hand-painted. If Qin Peng was worried about any problems, he could open them for inspection at any time.
After all, Qin Peng was involved in society, and his first thought was drug trafficking or smuggling. He actually opened it and looked at it, and found that it was just a scary painting of a dead man, so he decided to help deliver the painting.
"Why didn't you kid steal the other ten thousand?" Zeng Hao teased.
"I'll go!" Qin Peng stepped on the chair and pointed at his nose with his thumb, "Brother Hao, I'm a gangster. Someone pays me to entrust me to do things. How can I do such a thing? "
"He didn't dare to steal the other ten thousand because he realized that the other party could find his home." Bai Mo said quietly.
Bai Mo's analysis is very reasonable. Qin Peng is not a fool. If a person can just put 20,000 yuan at his doorstep, he naturally has his own support, so he will definitely not dare to steal the other 10,000 yuan.
Qin Peng's face turned red and he looked at Bai Mo angrily, but Bai Mo had a cold face and fell into deep thought.
The other party is a very careful person. He completely erased his traces through Qin Peng's change of hands. From this point of view, he is preventing anyone from finding him.
"Is the letter he wrote still there?" Bai Mo asked.
"Still at my house." Qin Peng said, "That Tianxin said in the letter that I must keep his letter, it will come in handy in the future."
really! He thought that some people would think there was something wrong with his painting, and Qin Peng would definitely be traced by then. With this letter, he could prove that Qin Peng had nothing to do with the painting. It seemed that he was protecting Qin Peng, but why... ·····
Bai Mo suddenly looked at Qin Peng in shock and exclaimed, "Your name is Tianxin? Did he leave his name?"
Qin Peng scratched his head and said, "Isn't the name in the lower right corner of the letter the one who wrote the letter? I remember it very clearly. His name is Tianxin! The sky of heaven and earth, the heart of heart."
He deliberately left his name. Tianxin is obviously a fake name. Is he implying something?
"I want to see that letter!"
Later, Bai Mo and Zeng Hao went to Qin Peng's home. Qin Peng lived in an elderly family home in Xiacheng District without any monitoring.
The letter was written on common drawing paper. Bai Mo's first impression after seeing the letter was that the handwriting was very beautiful, even more beautiful than Bai Mo's.
People like Bai Mo who are passionate about painting will always find ways to create their own handwriting. Whether abroad or after coming to the police force, everyone has praised Bai Mo's handwriting more than once.
A person who deliberately shapes his handwriting must care about his appearance!
Based on Bai Mo's current findings and profiling from the perspective of criminal psychology, he believed that the murderer was a man, between 20 and 40 years old, well-dressed and gentle in appearance.
This man was financially well off, lived alone, had his own studio, and his own car. He was eager to be recognized, so he sent his paintings to art exhibitions.
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After investigating the Qin Peng, Bai Mo said goodbye to him and Zeng Hao, and returned to the Public Security Bureau.
It was four o'clock in the afternoon. When Bai Mo arrived at the police office, he found that Lu Wan was actually there.
Lu Wan was obviously waiting for Bai Mo. When she saw Bai Mo come in, she walked out of her small office.
"How was the check?" Lu Wan handed a glass of warm water to Bai Mo.
Bai Mo forced a forced smile, "Uncle Qin must have told you that he felt that the posture of the deceased in the painting was wrong. I can't find any clues to refute it. Is it necessary to investigate?"
"Yes!" Lu Wan disagreed, "You must not believe Lao Qin's judgment, otherwise why would you go to Zeng Hao? Tell me what you found."
Bai Mo stared at Lu Wan, and Lu Wan nodded slightly towards him, as if she was listening attentively. It seemed that she did not fully accept Qin Youwei's judgment.
"There are discoveries, but they are of little use..." Bai Mo recounted the clues provided by Qin Peng.
Lu Wan's expression changed after hearing this. Sometimes she lowered her head in thought, and sometimes looked at Bai Mo.
"The author of this painting really has a big problem. He spent 20,000 yuan just to protect his identity. I also think he has something evil in his heart." As she spoke, Lu Wan shook her head again, "But now the evidence and clues are all There are too few, I can’t open a case for investigation based on such few clues.”
"I understand." Bai Mo's expression didn't change at all. "I don't intend to ask you to open a case for investigation." Bai Mo smiled bitterly, "To be honest, all this is indeed my guess."
"Very good." Lu Wan nodded with satisfaction, and she patted Bai Mo on the shoulder, "As a criminal police officer, there is no problem in investigating doubts based on your professionalism. I will support you at any time.
There are still many places to investigate about this painting, such as the art museum. Will the author get his painting back? If the person in the painting is real, why can't his identity be found? Don't get discouraged and trust your instincts. "
Without the last sentence, Bai Mo must have felt that Lu Wan believed him completely. Now it seems that Lu Wan was just comforting him in disguise.
Sure enough, Lu Wan left after comforting Bai Mo for a few words.
There were very few people in the Public Security Bureau on weekends and the corridor was very quiet. Hearing the ding of the elevator arriving in the corridor, Bai Mo leaned against the table and let out a long breath.
It seemed that no one believed him at all, and Lu Wan came here just to comfort him.
"Do you think Captain Lu is here just to comfort you?" Sun Xiaokai's voice suddenly sounded.
Bai Mo looked back and realized that Sun Xiaokai was still in the office. Thinking about it, why did Sun Xiaokai on duty leave his post before it was time to get off work?
Sun Xiaokai already knew the whole story. He glared at Bai Mo and said, "Team Lu is indeed here to comfort you, but you have to be grateful to her."
Bai Mo blinked. He didn't understand what Sun Xiaokai said.
"You're stupid!" Sun Xiaokai glared at Bai Mo again, "The Army has been on a business trip for three days. It stands to reason that she will go home directly after returning to Meihai City. Why did she come to the police station? She is obviously here to comfort you!
This is the first time you took the initiative to investigate the doubts you discovered. Lao Qin has already sentenced him to death. Do you think the army will not believe Lao Qin? Why is she still here? She's obviously worried about dampening your enthusiasm for investigating the case! "
Bai Mo was speechless for a while, feeling ashamed that he had just complained about Lu Wan.
Lu Wan did come here to comfort him, but she came here on a special trip.
At this time, Bai Mo discovered that Sun Xiaokai was writing. He walked over curiously. When he saw the three big words "Reflection" on the letter paper, Bai Mo was stunned.
"What are you looking at?" Sun Xiaokai glared at Bai Mo fiercely. He had already glared at Bai Mo three times since Bai Mo came back.
"I was caught playing games by the Army, and I was asked to write a review!" Sun Xiaokai said angrily, and then said with a sad face, "It's all your fault! If she hadn't made a special trip to comfort you, would I have been caught? Three thousand words ah!"
