After being forced into an infinite stream, he slept with his nemesis

Mo Yuanbai and Ye Qianluo walked around the village and asked the villagers about Liu Jinming's daughter-in-law. The villagers' opinions on Sun Xiaohong were generally divided into two factions, with envy and contempt in the majority and a small number of them looking at her appearance.

"Jin Ming's daughter-in-law? That's the embryo of a beauty! That little face is only the size of a palm, and her figure... tsk! Jin Ming drives around all day, so I'm afraid he can't control his beautiful daughter-in-law."

"Personality? I haven't had much contact with him. Jin Ming's daughter-in-law stays at home during the day and only comes out at night... that dress... I heard that he works in a massage parlor in the next village. Jin Ming met his wife in that massage parlor. Look at this kind of person. That's enough, it's too bad to marry and go home."

"It's enough to be beautiful! How eye-catching is it to take it out? Jin Ming is just an ordinary truck driver. To be able to marry such a beautiful daughter-in-law is really smoke from the grave of his ancestors."

"A good match? Except for the two of them going out together on the day of the reception, Jin Ming is either out of the car or on the way out of the car. His wife has never seen anyone during the day, and she dresses up to go to work at night."

"No, no, I will never let my son marry such a daughter-in-law! What's the use of being beautiful? I heard that Xiaohong has a husband and children in her hometown, and she married Liu Jinming just to move her household registration. Evidence? Then I I can’t get it out, I just heard about it! Hey, I said, why do your detective bureaus keep asking about Jin Ming’s wife? What?! She was killed? Hey, God is so jealous of her beauty!”

"Leave it, let it go! Don't talk nonsense! You have to have real evidence to report the situation to the detective bureau. Can you just say something like this? Just respond to the situation truthfully! Talking nonsense will kill people, hurry up and go home to make lunch go!"

The common people always follow what others say. When they were alive, they couldn’t see Liu Jinming marrying a beautiful wife. They felt it was a pity when they died. But because Xiaohong lived in seclusion, the villagers didn’t know her well, and they made all kinds of disgusting guesses and evaluations about her just based on her appearance.

Mo Yuanbai and Ye Qianluo inquired around, and rushed to the home of the last deceased Zhang Qingqing without any new clues.

Zhang Qingqing's husband, Zhou Jinlai, was at work, and there was only her mother-in-law and two children at home. After showing the old man a search warrant and an arrest warrant, Mo Yuanbai and Ye Qianluo only walked around their house, and found nothing suspicious. If there were any clues, they would have been cleaned up long ago.

When he came out, Mo Yuanbai asked Zhang Qingqing's mother-in-law what kind of person her daughter-in-law was.

Her mother-in-law commented objectively: Zhang Qingqing is a woman who takes care of her family. Although she usually dresses up, she takes every cent of her work money home to supplement the family. She is filial to her mother-in-law.

Zhou Jinlai didn't shed a single tear for his wife, it was her mother-in-law who shed two tears when talking about her daughter-in-law's death, crying that the two young children lost their mother so early, and crying that the son became a widower with two oil bottles, Getting another wife is easier said than done.

"How is your son and wife's relationship? Do you often quarrel or something?" Ye Qianluo also asked.

"Arguing, why not? Poor and humble couples are sad about everything, and the parents are short-lived and dead. In our family, there are old and young, and it is not easy to rely on their young couple to make money to support the family. Now that the daughter-in-law has been killed again, how is life going... ..." Zhang Qingqing's mother-in-law hugged her little grandson and sent the detective team outside the door.

When they returned to the criminal police office, Wu Qiuqiu and Zhou Xiaofei had finished asking Yao Jingfan's sister, Yao Jingping, and when they saw Mo Yuanbai appear, Wu Qiuqiu handed over the transcript and said, "Mo team, do you want to have a look like the previous one?" Monitor?"

Ye Qianluo turned his head to look at Mo Yuanbai when he heard it, his eyes were full of joy, so he watched the last game?

"No. You can just say it." Mo Yuanbai glanced at the notebook handed in front of him, walked around Wu Qiuqiu to the center of the office, pulled out the whiteboard, and began to draw on it.

"Are you back?" He Yuxiao raised his head from the computer and said to Mo Yuanbai's back.

"En." It was Ye Qianluo who responded.

He Yuxiao glared at Ye Qianluo angrily, the latter lowered his head, pursed his lips and smiled when He Yuxiao was not paying attention.

Wu Qiuqiu opened the notebook and was about to talk about the situation when Sima Zhiyuan, Uncle Hua, and Sister Nan walked in hurriedly.

"Mo Team!" "Mo Team!" Several voices sounded one after another.

"All the people are here, let's have a short meeting to exchange ideas." Mo Yuanbai clamped the whiteboard marker in his hand and turned around.

Ye Qianluo's sight was attracted by the hand holding the pen. The white pen was held between two slender jade fingers, as graceful as holding a cigar, and the three light red marks on the tiger's mouth were faintly visible.

"Let me first talk about Yao Jingfan's sister, Yao Jingping's inquiries. Speaking of which, Yao Jingfan is really a poor person. There are seven brothers and sisters in the family, and the conditions are not good. Her parents married her out early and got a gift for her. Married her second brother a wife, so at the age of 30, she has a 13-year-old son. Ex-husband An Changjun worked far in the south. After investigation, there is no evidence of returning to his hometown recently, so the suspicion of committing the crime can be ruled out. Yao Jingping killed her sister For her, it doesn't matter if she loses a younger sister. She just has to wait until the case is over to come back to collect the body, but she keeps complaining. After their parents passed away, their brothers and sisters didn't move around much, and Yao Jingfan married and divorced early. family, and the relationship with other brothers and sisters is weak." After Wu Qiuqiu finished speaking, he glanced at Zhou Xiaofei, who nodded.

Mo Yuanbai glanced at Ye Qianluo, and Ye Qianluo actually understood the meaning, and then Wu Qiuqiu said: "I went to search and visit the residences of the three victims with the Mo team in the morning, and found that Sun Xiaohong's wife was living with others under the name of Sun Xiaohong. However, after He Yuxiao's investigation, Liu Jinming, the long-distance bus driver of the cohabitant, has ruled out the suspicion of committing the crime and is currently on his way back. He will go to the criminal police tomorrow to make a statement. There are no suspicious clues in the three victims' homes. Yao Jingfan lives alone, and Sun Xiaohong and Zhang Qingqing live alone. Living together, living together as a family.”

"It seems that all the clues have to come from the carbon fiber we got?" Sima Zhiyuan took a sip of water and said.

"What did you find?" Mo Yuanbai looked over.

"The three of us searched for all the things made of carbon fiber that can be carried around on the market. After taking them back to the laboratory and melting them at high temperature, we compared them with the carbon fiber components in the suspected murderer's blood coat. The closest thing is Badminton racket string with carbon fiber." Sima Zhiyuan reported.

"This is the composition analysis report." Uncle Hua took out a report and handed it to Mo Yuanbai.

Mo Yuanbai glanced at it, then put it down and said, "Badminton racket strings? No badminton rackets were found in the homes of the three deceased or at the scene of the crime. You said, this is unique to the murderer? Or is it unique to the murderer's environment?"

"It's possible. Judging from the amount of ingredients in the blood coat, there is only a small section of badminton racket string, which is basically invisible after being melted at high temperature." Sister Nan added.

"A small piece? As far as I know, badminton fans like to thread their own strings. Could it be that the murderer or the person next to the murderer cut off the badminton racket string and fell into the murderer's pocket. The murderer didn't know We found this clue by burning the clothes after wearing this clothes?" Ye Qianluo speculated positively, staring at Mo Yuanbai for praise.

"Carbon fiber badminton strings are expensive, and badminton enthusiasts who know how to thread them must be enthusiasts. He Yuxiao, check the badminton clubs in the city and search for adult men aged 20-50. Considering economic conditions, I believe there will not be too many people like this. The truth is already very close to us." Mo Yuanbai encouraged the team members in a timely manner.

"There are 45 people who fit the profile of the murderer. I will print them out." As soon as Mo Yuanbai finished speaking, the printer next to He Yuxiao spit out a list.

"Captain Mo, I simulated the murder weapon." Zhou Xiaofei was still working in front of the computer during their meeting, and did not interrupt until the final completion.

"The murder weapon was a sharp knife with a sharp tip, three centimeters in width and fifteen centimeters in length, with a single edge, and it should have a handle. The murderer held the knife in his right hand and killed him with one blow." Zhou Xiaofei held up the picture in his hand.

"Xiao Fei, go to the Physical Evidence Section of the Bureau to find a 3D printer and print out the mock sample of the knife." Mo Yuanbai said.

"Okay. I'll send the data." Zhou Xiaofei hurried out.

"Tell me again, is there any unusual discovery?" Mo Yuanbai turned away Zhou Xiaofei who had no soul body, and turned his gaze to the people present.

"No. Xiaonan and I went to the scene of the crime again at night, and there was no supernatural phenomenon. The words of the three female ghosts are unbelievable. We are currently investigating and have not found any man or woman with a mole on their lips." Uncle Hua Said.

"Among the badminton fans, what do you find?" Mo Yuanbai shifted his gaze to the list in He Yuxiao's hand.

"Let's take a look together." He Yuxiao hand-printed a copy and passed it on to everyone.

"Huh, Zhao Yuanfa? Isn't this the security director of the village where the massage parlor was located?" Ye Qianluo had sharp eyes, and when he got the list, he pointed it out immediately.

"I didn't expect that he is also a badminton fan? The club he joined is quite high-level." After being reminded by Ye Qianluo, Sima Zhiyuan analyzed it seriously.

Mo Yuanbai moved his eyes from the paper to the void, thought for a few seconds, and said to He Yuxiao: "Call out Zhao Yuanfa's photo, put a mole on it, mix him in other photos, and let the three female ghosts identify him at night."

Mo Yuanbai took out the cigarette case from his pocket and threw it to He Yuxiao.

"Okay, wrap it on me." He Yuxiao hurriedly caught the cigarette case and assured Mo Yuanbai.

The phone in the main office rang, and Sima Zhiyuan answered the phone and said to Mo Yuanbai: "Sun Xiaohongyuan's parents in her hometown have brought her unmarried child over, and they are waiting at the doorman."

"You ask Wu Qiuqiu. Uncle Hua, Sister Nan, you follow the knife simulated by Zhou Xiaofei to find clues. He Yuxiao, you continue to investigate the clue of badminton lovers. I will go to Zhao Yuanfa's house and touch his Let’s see if we can rule out the suspicion.” Mo Yuanbai sent a mission.

"Yes." Everyone replied, then packed up the things in their hands and did their own things.

Ye Qianluo slowly moved to Mo Yuanbai's side. It takes two people to go out on a mission. He was not assigned a mission, so of course he went out with Mo Yuanbai again.

"Zhao Yuanfa's figure matches what the female ghost said, and he is strong enough. People in this village are very familiar with the place where the crime took place. More importantly, the village committee where he works is very close to the first scene of the massage parlor. "Ye Qianluo followed behind Mo Yuanbai, got into the off-road vehicle, and analyzed ramblingly along the way.

"Let's eat first." Mo Yuanbai turned the steering wheel and drove the car to the noodle restaurant where Ye Qianluo opened Xiaozao last time.