Evil and punishment [criminal investigation]

The candlelight swayed and danced on the faces of the two, and shone like broken stars in their eyes, shining brightly.

It's like a wonderful candlelight dinner, if there is wine and steak between the two instead of a notebook recording murders and suspects.

"Okay, Officer Nie." Jiang Zhun said kindly.

"There are daily necessities and a few clothes in the suitcase, as well as a lot of passbooks, bank cards, and house books. I guess he brought all his wealth. Among the people I asked, only Wang Xiaozhi said he knew him and had a relationship with him." In the name of financial management, Zhen Sizhe defrauded his family of 30 yuan, and now he has started a 'routine loan'."

"Routine loan?" Jiang Zhun was also very sensitive to these three words, and quickly reacted, "Involved in gangsters?"

"I'm not sure yet. I don't have any relevant clues. I'm more inclined towards personal enmity. It would be great if I could find a list of people who have had money with him." He took out Zhen Sizhe's mobile phone from his pocket, and he had borrowed Zhen Sizhe's phone upstairs before. The finger canceled the power-on password, and came to the desktop with a light swipe.

"He deleted a lot of information, but judging from the only remaining content, it involved a lot of transactions and money transactions. At the bottom, only the conversations that have not been deleted can be seen urging him to pay back the money and asking where he is. I sent many messages repeatedly. Wang Xiaozhi's words are well-founded, no matter whether he is a routine loan or not, he is always a person who owes money and does not pay back." Nie Cheng said.

"Then the next step is to find out who is his creditor among the suspects." Jiang Zhun said.

"Yes. It's a pity that Wang Xiaozhi's news is too late, and no one before has touched on this issue." Nie Cheng frowned, and told Jiang Zhun what everyone had said.

He tore a piece of paper from the notebook and handed it to Jiang Zhun together with the pen, and never turned over the notebook again. Those timelines and ins and outs were all recorded in his mind after listening to them once, forming a context, like a clear map.

When talking about Feng Yongqing, Jiang Zhun interjected: "You asked him to flashback?"

"Yes, because he and Hu Wen are husband and wife, I am worried that they will collude or cover up each other, but the content of his flashbacks is not different from the normal narration, so it should be credible."

According to the theory of cognitive load, people have limited cognitive resources, and fabricating lies will increase the cognitive load. Unlike the memory model used to describe the real situation, lies need to be extracted from memory, and it is easy to make mistakes when flashing back.In other words, using flashbacks to recall real memories and lies is very brain-intensive, and most people can't do it seamlessly, and Feng Yongqing doesn't seem to have any extraordinary abilities.

Jiang Zhun also used this method before, and nodded in approval, motioning for him to continue.

Nie Cheng narrated their statements in the order of Hu Wen, Feng Yongqing, Xu Jianjun, Qian Tong, Wang Xiaozhi, and Pan Hongyue, but the matter about Jiang Huai was hidden from Pan Hongyue.He only repeated the words of these people without mixing his own opinions. He believed that without further words, Jiang would be able to draw similar inferences to him.

Jiang Zhun tapped the back of his hand with his index finger after listening, and said for a while, "Someone lied about whether they knew the deceased, not just one."

"Well, we prevented these people from entering Room 204. Except for Wang Xiaozhi and Xu Jianjun who were sure to have seen the deceased before, the others just took a look at the back of the deceased's head from outside the room and said they hadn't seen it, and said they didn't know it. Hastily denied it. Why do you think they would lie?"

"The murderer cleared the suspicion. Ordinary people don't want to be involved in the murder case. If they knew each other, how did they know each other? Could it be...related to his work?"

"In that case, I'm afraid it's not just as simple as knowing each other."

Jiang Zhun looked at the timeline mentioned by everyone he wrote, and analyzed: "Judging from the time provided by others, Zhen Sizhe checked in the day before yesterday and did not leave the hotel today. He went downstairs and sat in the lobby around 4:40 , I went upstairs between 5:45 and 50, and I found him dead around 10:30. When I fought with him, I could clearly see his face under his hat. The time of his death was between 5:45 and 10:30. During this time, Feng Yongqing and Hu Wen and I were not alone."

"But those who can testify against each other are asleep."

Nie Cheng didn't seem to intend to remove him from suspicion easily, Jiang Zhun shrugged and signaled, "You're right."

"The time of death cannot rule out anyone's suspicion, but there are other clues in 204." Nie Cheng said.

"You mean the scars, which are thin and long, from bottom to top, the evidence tends to be a man who is taller than him, so the suspicions of Hu Wen, Pan Hongyue and Wang Xiaozhi are lessened," Jiang Zhun said as he spoke. , frowned.

"how?"

"This Pan Hongyue, I always feel that she knows me, but for a while I can't remember where I met her."

"She is a piano teacher, maybe she taught you piano."

"Maybe, I changed several piano teachers when I was in junior high and high school, maybe she was one of them. Does she have an impression of me?"

"Well, she... thought you were Jiang Huai." Nie Cheng said.

Jiang Zhun's movements froze, and he didn't move. For a few seconds, Nie Cheng felt that he was still in front of him. Then Jiang Zhun lowered his eyes and said, "That was the piano teacher in junior high school. He died before he entered high school."

In high school, Nie Cheng and his classmates were in different classes, because they were the class representatives of the same physics teacher, and they participated in school activities together, so they gradually became acquainted.He once heard Jiang Zhun's junior high school classmates mention his twin brother, and he also knew that he died in a fire during the summer vacation after graduating from junior high school. Jiang Zhun also mentioned these things himself, but firstly, the matter was sad, and secondly, it was over. Nie Cheng I have no real feeling about this matter, and I have never seen any photos of Jiang Huai.

Nie Cheng didn't answer, Jiang Zhun changed his posture and said, "Right now we still need to find out the relationship between the liar and the deceased. I suggest you search 204 later. After all, other people's things can't be moved." Then he added One sentence, "I can search for mine."

"Okay." Nie Cheng smiled absent-mindedly. When Jiang Zhun mentioned it, he suddenly remembered that there was something he hadn't finished.

The heat from the fireplace couldn't float in. Just as Nie Cheng wanted to go out to warm up for a while, there was a quarrel in the hall. The two looked at each other and rushed over immediately.

Hu Wen, who had lingering fears before, stood in front of the sofa with cold eyebrows, facing Xu Jianjun who was squatting by the wall just now and now standing three steps away pointing her with his index finger.

"What's going on?" Nie Cheng asked.

Xu Jianjun walked to the side of Nie Cheng and Jiang Zhun, pointed at Hu Wen's hand through the two of them and never let go, "I recognized her."

Just now Xu Jianjun said that Hu Wen's face is familiar, so even if he recognizes him now, there is no need to be so excited. Is there any enmity between them?

Nie Cheng led Xu Jianjun to the side, deliberately keeping him away from Hu Wen. Jiang Zhun understood what he meant, and consciously stood in front of Hu Wen. If she wanted to rush over, he could stop her immediately.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Nie Cheng asked.

"Officer, I'm not only telling you, but also everyone." Xu Jianjun said loudly, "There's something wrong with this woman."

Xu Jianjun told them a story about what happened in his hometown 20 years ago.

His hometown is a small county in the central and western regions, not a poor county, but the poor people in the county are really poor. They guard a thatched hut all year round and cannot afford to replace the glass. In the summer season, people are all pale and thin, and the most lively thing in the whole yard is the weeds.

The most desolate family in the county is surnamed Ma. His family is not the poorest, but he has no sons and only one daughter, Xiaoyu.In this patriarchal village, the old horse has been ridiculed all the time, from a toothless old man to a baby who can just walk, no one dares to make fun of him.Lao Ma was ridiculed outside, and when he returned home, he would attack Ma's wife and Xiaoyu. He didn't beat anyone, but it was unbearable to yell and beat.

Xu Jianjun has no status and no solid background, so he doesn't participate in these crap things.When Xiaoyu was a child, she was most afraid of going home. Sometimes she would curl up in front of Xu Jianjun's yard and try her best to bask in the last bit of sunshine to warm her body. Then she would wait until the sun went down, and when her father was tired from seizures, she would sneak back to the yard quietly.

When Xiaoyu was 13 years old, his father got drunk and collapsed on the side of the road at night, and died under a passing tractor. There were no more quarrels in the family. Being ridiculed has turned into poverty, and her savings are barely enough to support the life of the mother and daughter, and Xiao Yu can't afford to pay her tuition fees.

They couldn't find a job in the county town, and they didn't have the courage to leave their hometown.Xiaoyu no longer suffers silently like she did when she was a child. She cried and yelled loudly and refused to give up the opportunity to go to school. No matter what, she didn't follow her mother's fellow countrymen to go to other provinces to work, but she was dragged and dragged into the bus by them.

I worked as a waiter in a big city for three years, but at the end of the three years, I went home empty-handed to celebrate the new year. On the [-]th day of the new year, the crying of the widow horse beating and scolding her daughter went straight to Erli. Hanged himself amidst the sound of firecrackers on New Year's Eve.

The red hanging money in the Ma family yard was changed to white paper money the next day. The widow Ma's face was swollen from crying, and she couldn't handle the funeral. never came back.

A few months later, two urbanites in suits and leather shoes followed the police to visit and asked a lot about the Ma family and their daughter.Later, everyone found out that Ma Xiaoyu bought insurance for herself two years ago. After she died, the policy was in danger. Widow Ma received a huge amount of compensation for her two lifetimes. When the insurance salesman made a return visit, he found that this person was silent after receiving the money. They disappeared without a trace, and they began to feel that there was something wrong with Ma Xiaoyu's death.

After many years, the Ma family compound was full of weeds, and his family's affairs were brought forward every year, and in the end they all disappeared.Every year when Xu Jianjun returned home during the Spring Festival, he would listen to it a few times. He didn't see any new progress, but he never forgot about it.

"She is the horse widow!" Xu Jianjun said with certainty, "She always calls Xiao Yu home from the gate of my yard. Her appearance can change, her walking posture, her way of speaking, these are brought out of her bones and cannot be changed!"

The rest of the people present looked at each other in blank dismay. According to what he said, Widow Ma's daughter Shisan was 20 years ago, so she is at least 50 years old this year. How could it be Hu Wen?

Going to see Hu Wen again, she didn't refute, she lowered her head, stared at Xu Jianjun gloomily, her chest and shoulders were heaving up and down, and a storm was brewing in her thin body, she suddenly rushed towards Xu Jianjun, yelling: "I Let you talk nonsense, see if I don't tear your mouth."

Everyone was taken aback. The current Hu Wen is like a ghost possessed by a ghost. Compared with the weak and timid appearance before, she is a completely different person.

Jiang Zhun immediately stepped forward to stop her, and Feng Yongqing, who was standing next to her, was completely dumbfounded.

Xu Jianjun didn't show any weakness, and shouted: "Evil ghost, I'm not afraid of you." He pretended to charge forward and added chaos.

Hu Wen suddenly opened her arms and rushed towards Xu Jianjun's neck. She moved quickly and her posture was fierce, and she was definitely not simply venting her anger.

The wind from the sleeves of the two stirred the flames of the candles, and the light in the hall suddenly flickered, as terrifying as a storm was about to come.

Jiang Zhun was blocked by Hu Wen's arm, staggered, and took a step back involuntarily, but forgot that there was a burning firewood behind him.He braked in time and was not caught by the flames, but the scorching flames burned his back instantly, and suddenly gave him the illusion of being in a sea of ​​flames.

Hu Wen screamed and scratched frantically, Xu Jianjun was hugged by Nie Cheng from behind, kicked Hu Wen with both legs, and stretched his palms behind Nie Cheng's chin trying to break free.The others also gradually came to their senses. The boss yelled to fight them out. Wang Xiaozhi was behind Hu Wen for a long time, and the back of his hand was scratched twice before he managed to hold him back. Pan Hongyue retreated to the wall and looked at them in horror. Feng Yongqing Kneeling on the ground begging Widow Ma to leave his wife.

messed up.

In this case, Jiang Zhun was distracted.

There were many scenes in front of him that he didn't want to recall, the villa burning in the raging fire, the laughter of the teenager in the sea of ​​fire, the sound of the siren through the burning door wall and the cries of the people around...

Who survived?

He looked in front of him, Xu Jianjun deliberately kicked the coffee table and fell backwards, Nie Cheng was unsteady, fell backwards with Xu Jianjun in his arms, and hit the floor hard with a thud.Nie Cheng snorted, and did not let go of Xu Jianjun's arm.

Jiang Zhun saw it in his eyes and heard it in his ears, his struggling expression faded away, and there was a little cold light in his pupils, he suddenly picked up the wooden chair next to him without saying a word—he was the one who watched Wang Xiaozhi move it from the dining room for everyone to sit on. Yes, walked up to them, raised his hands above his head, and slammed towards Xu Jianjun.

The chair fell to pieces, Xu Jianjun let out a muffled snort, Hu Wen seemed to have been cut off her vocal cords suddenly, and everyone around them remained in panic for a second and remained motionless.

Ah, the world is quiet again.