Three people and one ghost solved 43 mysterious cases.

Three days later, during the interrogation at the police station.

Under the light, a man sat on the iron chair. His face flickered in and out of light, and his palms were slightly sweaty. He turned the turquoise bracelet in his hand.

The door was pushed open and Yuan Fugui walked in.

She threw a stack of files on the table. The files spread out, revealing several photos taken by surveillance cameras. The photos showed the same silver SUV.

"I didn't expect to meet again in a place like this." Yuan Fugui looked at the man sitting on the iron chair and said coldly, "Mu Feng."

"Comrade police, what's the matter? What's the matter?"

"Zhang Shiwen is dead."

"Ah, what's going on?" Mu Feng looked surprised.

Yuan Fugui said that Zhang Shiwen died on the cliff inside the cave, next to a coffin, and this SUV in your name has appeared many times on this winding mountain road.

"Oh, misunderstanding, I'm going to have tea with an old acquaintance."

"Stop pretending, okay?"

Yuan Fugui was able to capture Mu Feng, naturally after investigation——

More than a dozen policemen watched the surveillance cameras frame by frame. The cars that appeared on the winding mountain road this month were checked one by one by their owners. They discovered Mu Feng, the security captain of the M Painting Academy.

He knew the deceased Zhang Shiwen, and if he appeared on the mountain again, it was extremely suspicious.

After in-depth investigation, Mu Feng once worked as a truck driver. The most important thing is that he is from the Naxi tribe. His father was the last corpse-carrying worker of the Naxi tribe.

"So, you killed Zhang Shiwen, climbed the rock with bare hands, and hid him beside the coffin in the cave." Yuan Fugui said.

Mu Feng still looked innocent, "No, I really didn't kill anyone, I just drove to the mountain."

Yuan Fugui pressed on the desktop:

Mu Feng, confessing is your last chance.

I can give you the evidence, but it is more expensive.

And there must be this evidence. Zhang Shiwen was carried up the cave by someone, so the murderer who climbed the rock with his bare hands would definitely not be wearing gloves. The murderer would need to use the strength of his fingers to determine the stress point of the stone.

This way, the killer will leave tiny sweat stains. Some of the protruding stones on the cliff are smooth. The murderer must have left fingerprints when he climbed up such a high cliff.

Then the murderer placed Zhang Shiwen's body on a cliff more than ten meters away, next to the grooved coffin. There must be fingerprints there. In addition, is there any other evidence?

Like some powder, like this string of turquoise you're wearing on your hand. Yuan Fugui looked at the bracelet in Mu Feng's hand, "There are some scratch marks on this bracelet."

She continued:

If you are climbing with turquoise on, the bracelet will leave more or less powder when it comes into contact with the rock wall.

Of course, I still said that this investigation would be more expensive, requiring personnel from the forensic department to go to the cave, set up a rack, and extract evidence piece by piece.

Yuan Fugui looked at Mu Feng, who had a serious look on his face: "Mr. Mu Feng, since I have confirmed that the murderer is you, if you don't tell me, I will use various means to find evidence."

Yuan Fugui suddenly said casually, "Maybe there are other reasons."

She quickly passed this sentence and continued, "So, confessing now is your last chance. When we find out, the crime will be even more serious."

Mu Feng was silent and continued to turn the turquoise bracelet. He didn't say a word, as if he was thinking about something.

After a full hour of silence, Mu Feng spoke slowly and hoarsely, "Yes, I was the one who killed Zhang Shiwen."

"Why did you kill him?"

"I owe him 50, and I can't pay it back."

"50?"

"Yes, I lost a lot of money betting on football."

"Chen Liang, were you the one who killed him too?" Yuan Fugui asked.

Mu Feng breathed out slightly, "Yes."

"Why did you kill Chen Liang?"

"He stole my woman."

"what?"

"I have a girlfriend who is a bartender. I have a good relationship with Chen Liang. I took my girlfriend to Chen Liang's cabin for a drink. Unexpectedly, I was drunk that night, and Chen Liang showed his bestiality and tainted my life. My girlfriend, when I woke up, was very angry and covered Chen Liang to death."

"Where is your girlfriend now?"

"I have arranged for her to go abroad, but I can't find her."

Obviously, Mu Feng had considered the above things for an hour before speaking out.

After he finished speaking, he looked at Yuan Fugui and raised his hand, "I have finished explaining everything. Catch me. I am the murderer of the two murders."

"impossible!"

"Why is it impossible?"

"How do you explain that rice bag?"

"Rice bag?"

Yuan Fugui said that Chen Liang's body was buried in a Yuenan rice bag. The buyer of the rice bag was Zhang Shiwen. How do you explain this?

Mu Feng smiled, "Didn't I tell you? I will know Zhang Shiwen, and I know that Zhang Shiwen and Chen Liang seem to be partnering up to build a gallery, maybe hoping to make a comeback. So, Zhang Shiwen was not there that day, and I I went to the hut to find Chen Liang and took my girlfriend with me. Chen Liang defiled my girlfriend and I killed Chen Liang. After that, Zhang Shiwen came back and saw that I owed Zhang Shiwen 50 and he saw me again. Killing people, so I kept doing it and killed another one."

Obviously, Mu Feng had already fully thought of this rhetoric in his mind.

"Catch me." He raised his hand again and looked at Yuan Fugui.

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No.

He was protecting a person, and even when death was imminent, he would still protect that person.

In fact, in this case, there was only one ultimate beneficiary. And why did Mu Feng protect that person?

According to the reasoning, Mu Feng should be deeply in love with that person, so he was willing to do so many wrong things for that person.

Next, Yuan Fugui began to collect some evidence.

She first went to the village chief's home in the small mountain village where Chen Liang lived, and took away the "Mona Lisa" oil painting.

She secretly went to a few rich people, and those people also had some paintings in their homes - paintings that Yu Meng promised to give them.

Have these paintings compared with other paintings by an authoritative painting appraisal expert.

The appraisal expert took a magnifying glass and looked at it for a long time, shaking his head in disbelief, "It's so similar, it's really so similar, it's just...it was painted by the same person."

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The next day, M Painting Academy.

The door of the 500-square-meter hall is ajar.

The 3-meter-tall Rililakkuma fell to the ground. Rilakkuma was made of plastic and had a hollow interior. As it fell, its face was broken.

Things in the hall were scattered messily on the checkerboard marble floor, like a beautiful collapse of a fairy tale.

Just now, Yu Meng was smashing everything in the hall crazily. He had no inspiration. He had no inspiration for a long time.

Yu Meng sat in front of the easel, panting, and picked up the pen again.

"You can't draw it."

At some point, Yuan Fugui opened the door and walked into the hall, holding a large black bag in her hand.

Yu Meng couldn't control his trembling hands. He had an old problem. Four years ago, his hands began to tremble, and he couldn't draw when they shook.

Yu Meng held the pen and said impatiently, "Inspector Yuan, is there anything else?"

"Mu Feng has surrendered, saying that he killed Zhang Shiwen and Chen Liang."

The paintbrush in Yu Meng's hand fell to the ground because of shaking hands. However, she quickly tried to calm down.

She took out a cigarette from her pocket, lit it, and blew out the smoke, "No way, Zhang Shiwen and Chen Liang are actually dead, or Mu Feng killed them, I really didn't expect it."

"It was you who ordered Mu Feng to kill."

"Hey, Inspector Yuan, don't talk nonsense." Yu Meng stared at Yuan Fugui, "Why did I instruct Mu Feng to kill someone?"

"Because you are lovers."

"Inspector Circle!"

"Listen to what I have to say." Yuan Fugui shouted louder than Yu Meng's words.

Yuan Fugui said:

You and Mu Feng must have an affair, but due to your status, this matter cannot be made public.

I checked Mu Feng's cell phone, and it was full of your photos.

You are his boss, leader, why does he save so many photos of you?

Of course, you will definitely say that you don't know, you are a charming person, it is normal for someone to have a crush on you, and you can't control it.

In short, I'm pretty sure that Mu Feng will be willing to do all the stupid things for you.

I guess it goes something like this: