traces of all things

"Brother Lu, why do you suddenly start to doubt Li Dali?"

Wei Xiongfeng drove them to Niba Village together, and he didn't forget to ask his inner questions on the way.

These days, Li Dali's behavior has been very normal, just like any family member who is grieving after the death of a relative or friend, calling the police station every now and then to inquire about the progress and situation of the case, and always trying to provide some information within his ability, and he has lost weight , with a look of deep affection for the passing Xiao Qingmei, and there is no problem at all.

"I didn't find his problem before. He behaved too normally. If he is a murderer, he must be a difficult character, and his psychological quality is top-notch." Lu Zheng leaned on the back seat and half-closed his eyes. Eyes: "But that day I carefully sorted out all the processes since the investigation, and found a problem when we sorted out the transcript of Li Dali's interview in the inquiry room for the first time."

After finishing speaking, Lu Zheng took out his notebook from his trouser pocket, turned to the column of transcripts, and handed it to Tang Shaoyuan who was also sitting in the back row staring at him.

This section of the road was in good condition, without any bumps. Tang Shaoyuan used his ability to read papers at a glance, and quickly finished reading. After closing the notebook and thinking for a while, suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred.

"Could it be that he said before he left..."

Lu Zheng showed a smile of "a child can be taught", and a beautiful dimple popped out on his face: "Smart."

Wei Xiongfeng in the front row burst into tears—these two are always playing charades when discussing the case, is his IQ so despised!

Lu Zheng quickly and thoughtfully answered Wei Xiongfeng who was dying of curiosity: "Daxiong, I don't know if you still remember that before Li Dali left the inquiry room, he shook my hand and asked me to catch him. The real murderer?"

"Ah... I seem to have a little impression, is there any problem with this?"

"It's a big problem." Lu Zheng twitched his lips: "Looking back at the entire transcript, you will find that we only mentioned that a female corpse was found in Niba Village during the interview, and it was confirmed that it was Li Hongping. No one mentioned Li Hongping during the whole process." He was killed—then, how did Li Dali determine that Li Hongping's death meant that there was a murderer? Suicide, accident, or even natural death, there are many possibilities, but he ignored them all."

Several people in the car fell silent. Wei Xiongfeng, who was driving, thought of the phone calls Li Dali had made in the past few days. It was a hot day, but his heart gradually felt a little bit cooler.

**

Li Dali's home in Niba Village is not that good. It is a two-room mud-tiled house with a kitchen behind it and an outdoor toilet.Many young and middle-aged people of his age went out to work to subsidize their families, but Li Dali went out to work for a few days when he was young, and then he claimed that he was not used to it and returned to the village, so he could concentrate on taking care of his family's few acres of land.Farming has always been less profitable than working outside, and he has not saved much money so far. The furnishings in the house are a bit shabby, and the oil skin on the folding dining table has peeled off.There is an earthen kang on the north side of the house. The bedding on the kang is tidy, but it looks dusty and old.

There were not many things in the house, and they could be seen almost at a glance. The scouts were well-trained, and quickly searched the whole house, even the water tank and kang hole in the kitchen were spared.

"Leader Lu, nothing suspicious was found."

Lu Zheng twisted his long eyebrows, feeling a little puzzled.

Could it be that my idea is wrong?In fact, Li Dali just said it casually, or was he too nervous to see the police, so he naturally thought that Li Hongping died unexpectedly?

"Search again, thoroughly, and look at the kangqin and the cracks."

He said solemnly.

Yan Bi Luzheng also took action himself, carefully scanning the corners that he might have overlooked.His eyes scanned the TV cabinet, fan, and bench in the room inch by inch, and finally stopped on the ceiling.

The ceiling of Li Dali’s house is a common plywood ceiling in rural areas. This kind of ceiling was still very fashionable more than ten years ago. It can be seen that Li Dali’s family was in good condition. Unfortunately, it has been in disrepair for a long time, and the color of the plywood is yellow. There are varying degrees of damage.

"Nobita, can you help me get that ladder in the corridor?"

"No problem!" Wei Xiongfeng nodded hastily, and trotted all the way to bring a wooden ladder into the house from a corner of the corridor.

Lu Zheng carefully looked at the rungs of the ladder, and then touched the long sides on both sides. The rungs were slightly sunken due to wear and tear, and the long sides were also smooth, which seemed to be used frequently.

However, Li Dali's house didn't plant trees, didn't repair the fence, and the roof didn't seem to be tidied up very often.

With confidence in mind, Lu Zheng glanced around the room, decisively put the ladder on the edge of the east wall, and rubbed his fingers to prepare to climb up.

"Brother, be careful." A pair of slightly cold hands supported his calf, Lu Zheng looked down and saw Tang Shaoyuan smiled at him: "I'll help you."

Lu Zheng thanked him and climbed up the ladder three times, his movements were rude and quick, and he seemed to stride forward without looking back.

The hands that were originally on his calves were now empty, Tang Shaoyuan clenched his fists, and changed his posture nonchalantly to support the ladder.

Lu Zheng turned on the flashlight and took a look into the hole in the ceiling, then frowned and stretched his gloved right hand in.

Everyone in the room stopped what they were doing and stared intently at his movements.

Suddenly his right eyebrow raised, the corners of his eyes curled up, and he took his arm out of the hole.

A white-gloved hand dragged out a package wrapped in a brown floral sheet.

**

"Li Dali, is there anything you want to explain?"

Li Dali, who looked honest and honest, sat quietly on the interrogation chair with a calm expression, as if he didn't come to the police station to cooperate with the investigation, but was drinking tea and playing chess with his fellow villagers at the head of the village.

"No, I've told you everything I know." Li Dali's expression could even be said to be innocent: "Officer Lu, what's going on?"

Lu Zheng is not very good at interrogation. Compared with Geng Zhizhong, Daoxing is far behind. Seeing Li Dali's unconcealed appearance, he just felt the fire in his throat.

"Then I'll tell you what's going on." Lu Zheng sneered, and opened the package on the table in front of him.

The four corners of the worn-out bed sheet spread out, revealing the contents inside—an ID card, a passbook, several bank cards, and a lady’s small bag that originally contained these things, some pieces of lady’s clothes, a pair of women’s shoes, Added to this was a battered yellow vinyl notebook with dated landscape stickers.

Lu Zheng turned over his ID card. On the ID card, a young and handsome woman was looking at the camera with her mouth pursed, youthful and invincible.

"Go to Guangdong Province to work, and then there is no news, huh? Tell me about a pregnant woman, how did she go to Guangdong Province to work without money or documents?"

Tang Shaoyuan, who was standing at the back listening to making soy sauce, took a moment to look at Lu Zheng. Before that, he had the impression that no matter how big a problem he encountered, Lu Zheng always looked confident and often smiled, which made people laugh. It looks like the sun is shining.

But at this moment, this sharp-eyed and indifferent Lu Zheng was unfamiliar to him—the strange thing was that it gradually overlapped with the figure in his memory who stretched out his arms to protect him.

Damn, he's so handsome no matter what.

Tang Shaoyuan pressed his beating little heart, and quietly closed his eyes.

Li Dali shut his mouth tightly and did not speak.

Geng Zhizhong was very good at breaking through people's psychological defenses. Seeing that Li Dali was still stubbornly resisting, he stretched out his hand and opened the yellow plastic notebook, cleared his throat, and began to recite with emotion.

"...Ah Ping, why are you treating me like this? Didn't you agree that you would never find anyone else and live with me? For you, I gave up everything, even the bastard in your stomach. Everything can't compare to that person's stinky money, I will never forgive you again, I want you to know that I also have the dignity of a man, and I will not let that person go..."

"...It's great, we are finally together forever, don't worry, I won't let you feel lonely, I will always be with you, we two will depend on each other from now on, you only have me, and I only have you..."

This diary has no style of writing, especially when it is read out by Geng Zhizhong's unwavering voice, there is a sense of shameful play.But when you think about the content carefully, it is really chilling. Li Dali's face in front of him gradually changed, and his eyes became more and more bloodshot. He looked down at the man who was firmly fixed on the chair. His hands and his broad back trembled slightly.

"Ho ho ho..."

Just when Lu Zheng thought he was going to cry, Li Dali suddenly raised his head, his blood-red eyes let out a creepy and weird laugh.

"Hahahahahahaha—you, you all lost!"

Several criminal policemen saw that he was in a bad mood, and immediately stepped forward to restrain him. Unexpectedly, Li Dali suddenly put on the posture of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, and sat still with an innocent face.

Geng Zhizhong and Lu Zheng secretly exchanged a look - this Li Dali, is his mental state abnormal?

Li Dali's emotional outburst only lasted for a short while, and then he seemed to build a thick wall again, no matter how much effort Geng Zhizhong and the others expended, they couldn't pry his mouth open.

After a while, Tang Shaoyuan, who was making soy sauce, saw a small forensic doctor from Dayu County outside the glass window waving at him, so he pleaded guilty and moved out lightly.

"Forensic doctor Tang, look at this." The little forensic doctor stuffed a few pieces of paper into his hand with an excited expression.

Tang Shaoyuan looked down at the folded line on the document in his hand, and his eyes widened suddenly.

**

Interrogation room.

The interrogation of Li Dali didn't make any progress. Lu Zheng pressed his temple with a headache, but suddenly saw Tang Shaoyuan coming in after closing the door, holding a piece of paper in high spirits.

"Li Dali." Tang Shaoyuan cleared his throat: "I am a forensic doctor from the Provincial Department, and my surname is Tang."

Li Dali gave Tang Shaoyuan a strange look, and nodded without saying a word.

Tang Shaoyuan put several documents in his hand in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Just now we took your blood sample, and after comparison, there is a relationship between the DNA extracted from the deceased Li Hongping's fetal bone and your DNA relation."

"Simply put, the unborn child in Li Hongping's womb belongs to you."