Suspected death is coming

Just as Yuan Che was about to ask what was missing, his mobile phone rang a WeChat ringtone. He took out his mobile phone and suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Ke Ran looked at his mobile phone and said almost at the same time as him: "Mobile phone!"

Silently, the two began to rummage through the house carefully, even finding the washing machine, but they couldn't find the mobile phone. Yuan Che dialed Qu Jing's number from Sui Yufeng, and the phone was turned off.

Ke Ran frowned slightly and said, "Sui Yufeng was on the phone when she called Qu Jing today, but now it's turned off. If the phone isn't here, where would it be?"

"It's either lost, or it's in the hands of the murderer." Yuan Che replied, put down a leg of the sofa, picked up the phone and sent a message.

Ke Ran wanted to speak, but seeing Yuan Che editing the information, he closed his mouth again. After he finished editing, Ke Ran said:

"Yesterday morning, Sui Yufeng contacted Qu Jing, and in the evening when she was tied up, she happened to lose her mobile phone. It seems a bit too coincidental."

"So, the mobile phone is probably in the hands of the murderer, or it was dropped near him without the murderer knowing. If he accidentally took away Sui Yufeng's phone call this morning, the murderer may have heard it. Then the murderer will turn off the phone and deal with it. Drop the phone. If the murderer took it on purpose..."

"What did the murderer do with her phone?"

"If you are the murderer, under what circumstances do you have to take away the cell phone of the deceased?"

"Is there information about me in the phone, or must I use her phone number?"

Yuan Che made a call, turned on the phone hands-free, and continued: "Some social platforms will display the model of the phone, such as Weibo. If you change your phone, the platform will display a different phone model, which may be confusing. The murderer caused trouble."

Ke Ran rolled his eyes and said following his train of thought, "That's also possible. He still needs to use his mobile phone to send messages or contact others, for example, to contact Sui Yufeng?"

Yuan Che looked at Ke Ran intently, without blinking: "You mean the person who contacted Sui Yufeng on WeChat is not Qu Jing, but the murderer?"

Ke Ran shrank his neck, and his relaxed voice became tense again: "Well, it's also possible, isn't it?"

After the call was connected, Yuan Che changed his cold tone and said softly, "Is it Sui Yufeng? Do you usually spend more time typing or talking with Qu Jing on WeChat?"

Sui Yufeng's footsteps came from the phone and she replied in a low voice: "She uses voice most of the time, so that Sui Xin can hear her voice. She only sends texts when she is at work, but it is rare when she is at work. contact me."

"Okay, I see. In addition, we have reported Sui Xin's situation to the bureau. The bureau will invite a child psychologist to talk to Sui Xin. This is free. We will notify you by phone of the specific time."

"Thank you, Comrade Police, you should take a look, this kid is suffering."

Yuan Che hung up the phone with a few polite words, and Ke Ran stood aside like an obedient student waiting for the teacher to speak. Yuan Che raised his phone and said, "If you usually use voice calls and suddenly switch to text, what's wrong with you?" It is indeed suspicious. The question is why did the murderer contact Sui Yufeng?"

"Pretend to be Qu Jing, give us the illusion, and confuse the time of the crime? If this is really the case, shouldn't we consider that Qu Jing may be controlled on the 23rd?"

"Then what happened in this room was not yesterday, but the day before yesterday?" Yuan Che looked at the room thoughtfully, and then said as if talking to himself.

Ke Ran opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment and then whispered: "If so, then Sui Xin probably witnessed the whole process."

"Well, if he wasn't squatting there, he wouldn't be able to see anyone inside. It means that the murderer didn't know much about Qu Jing and Sui Xin's situation, and the murderer might not even know about Sui Xin's existence. This can rule out It is possible that someone you are familiar with committed the crime. I don’t know if the psychologist can ask anything?”

Yuan Che looked around the room again. Except for the Transformer, there were almost no children's toys in this room. Compared with Sui Yufeng's house, this place really didn't look like a house with children.

Yuan Che walked to the bedroom and looked out through the small window in the bedroom. He opened the window, and the chirping of cicadas outside became more transparent.He stood in front of the window and saw that the light in the room was not much brighter because of the opening of the window. Yuan Che's deep voice was interspersed with the high-pitched cicadas, and he sorted out his thoughts and said:

"Usually naked corpses are reminiscent of sexual assault, but the autopsy showed no signs of sexual assault, and there were not even any defensive wounds on the body. drug coma.

But it takes time from inhalation to unconsciousness. During this period of time, Qu Jing will still struggle. The desperate struggle must be very strong. This requires the murderer's arm to be quite strong. Most of the murderers are men.But if it was a man, he might have enough strength to kill Qu Jing on the spot, why did he faint again?Apart from these incongruous furnishings, the movement of the foot of the bed, and the shoe prints on the ground, there were almost no signs of outsiders in this room. "

"And this footprint seems to have been left on purpose. Leaving a man's footprint, could the murderer be a woman? Or, is it a man who is smaller than the footprints show, leaving this false clue to confuse us? They were all designed in advance to confuse our audience and interfere with the direction of the investigation, so this murderer must be dealt with carefully."

Even though he said that, Yuan Che's eyes were shining with excitement, he stared at this bedroom, and smiled imperceptibly at the corner of his mouth.

Ke Ran touched the goosebumps on his arms, and suddenly felt that the murderer was spying on them secretly in a certain way. This small room was like a maze left by the murderer.

The people from the trace inspection department arrived, and the door was cordoned off, and the passing neighbors who had some good things to do looked in through the open door.

When Ke Ran and Yuan Che came out, these people hurriedly dodged, as if they were afraid of being glued.

Yuan Che asked the onlookers standing at the door about the situation in Qu Jing's house, and all of them shook their heads like rattles.They all said that they were not familiar with this family, and that they couldn't see people all the time.Asking and asking, the people gathered at the door dispersed.

Yuan Che knocked on the door opposite, and the neighbor was a man in his late forties.

This man nodded and bowed when he saw them, he had nothing to say with a good attitude, and he looked like he was fully cooperating, but when he really started to ask, he didn't know what to ask.What he said was hard to find fault with, and there was a good reason, saying that it was a rare occasion to take a break and slept at home.The family has not been seen coming in and out for the past two days.

After asking a bunch of questions, they all gave ambiguous answers. Yuan Che knew that he would not be able to find anything if he asked again, so he was about to use some tricks, but Ke Ran asked again:

"Were you home the day before yesterday? Have you seen Qu Jing?"

"The day before yesterday, I worked the night shift, and my mother was the only one at home, and she couldn't hear anything. Besides, she always came home in the middle of the night, and I couldn't see her even if I was at home." As if cooperating with my son, the person in the back room The old lady asked loudly: "What are you talking about? Have you eaten? Haven't I eaten?"

The man smiled awkwardly: "I have to cook for her, she is hungry."

The dutiful son was going to cook for his old lady, and after they had finished asking all the questions they had to ask, they couldn't stay to eat. After saying a few routine words, after being sent out of the room by the host, Yuan Che said softly:

"Such people are the most troublesome, and they are obedient and obedient."

"Doesn't that just show what he actually knows?"

Yuan Che chuckled and said, "You're right, the key is how to get him to tell the truth."

"I think if he leaves his mother, maybe he can talk." Ke Ran replied directly.The voice of the old lady who was in the room just now was full of anger. Although her words were incoherent, she articulated clearly. Judging from her voice, the people in the bedroom were very healthy.

The corners of Yuan Che's mouth turned up, and he looked at Ke Ran: "You might as well try."

Ke Ran looked at the door behind him, hesitated for a moment and raised his hand to knock on the closed door again.

The man opened the door and leaned out half of his body and asked, "What else is there for the police comrade?"

Ke Ran said in a deep voice, "Do you know what Qu Jing is doing?"

"Ah? I've said it all. I'm not familiar with her. How could I know her job?" The man laughed, forcedly.

"Then how do you know she came home in the middle of the night?"

The smile on the man's face froze for a moment, and he said with a dry smile, "I heard the sound of the door opening from time to time, guess, guess."

"It's also possible that the man from their family came back in the middle of the night. How do you know it's Qu Jing and not someone else?"

"That's her high heels, you can always hear the sound of the high heels."

"If you heard the sound of high heels in the middle of the night, you should also hear it downstairs. We asked the people downstairs just now, but no one heard it. Qu Jing was afraid of disturbing the neighbors. She always walked on tiptoe when she came back at night. What do you do? Can you hear the sound of high heels?"

"I, I, it's just..." The man's face turned red, his neck became thicker, and he began to hem and haw, not knowing what to say.

Ke Ran approached him and said, "If you don't report what you know, we can sue you for obstructing justice, and you'll be put in a small cell."

"No, no, I'm not, oops." The man glanced back and walked out of the door, closing the door behind him and whispering:

"I just saw her through the peephole in the door, and I saw her once in a while during the day, nothing more. Really!"

Ke then took a step back, kept a certain distance from the man and asked expressionlessly: "Then did you see her yesterday and the day before yesterday?"

The man rubbed his hands, and his face was no longer the smirk just now, but genuinely panicked: "I saw her the night before yesterday, she dressed like that and went downstairs, she probably went to work."

"Which one does it look like?" Yuan Che's cooperation was extremely high, his sunken face was icy cold, the surface temperature was ten degrees colder than Ke Ran's, and the voice made this man even more clever.

"It's the one that shows off your figure and is a bit revealing." The man said, narrowing his eyes slightly, looking at the open door opposite, as if Qu Jing was coming out of it, with disdain in his tone and expression in his eyes. The obsession is paradoxical.

Ke Ran turned his head slightly to look at the man's complicated expression at the moment, frowned and asked impatiently: "Are you sure you saw her go out the night before yesterday?"

Hearing the dissatisfaction in Ke Ran's tone, the man immediately restrained his expression and nodded repeatedly:

"Well, sure, I know the hairstyle and clothes, but I didn't see the face. When I happened to go out, she also went out, walking in a hurry."

"Have you ever met her dressed like that to work before?"

"No, that's not true. It was only when I saw it the day before yesterday that I knew what she was doing. Before, I thought she was just working on the night shift."

"Did you see Sui Yuliang yesterday?"

"No, I really didn't this time. I haven't seen that man very much. It seems that he is always away from home. But as soon as he comes back, he will yell at the opposite side. The woman is so pitiful. It's been two days It was very quiet, so that Sui Yuliang probably didn't come back."

Ke Ran looked at Yuan Che, who smiled imperceptibly at the corner of Yuan Che's mouth, before he said: "It's all right, I may ask you to find out the specific situation in the future, then don't be so devious."

Relieved, the man nodded and bowed with a smile to reassure, then turned around and quickly closed the door.

Yuan Che turned and walked towards the stairs, glanced back at Ke Ran and lost a sentence:

"You are comparable to Lao Guo!"

After finishing speaking, Ke Ran stood in a daze at the stairs, turned around and went downstairs.

Ke Ran stood there, wondering if this sentence meant that he was praised.

The author has something to say:

Very dissatisfied with my writing!The road to parity with silent reading is still quite far away.The angel who has been watching hard, welcome to smash bricks!