in the dark

Investigate based on analysis.

Early in the morning, Wang Dong took people to Qingqifang. Although he had been there more than a dozen times before and only wanted to live there, this time it was different. They went there with a goal.

Since there were already people there, Song Nan'an decided to take Song Chan to the department store that provided the surveillance video.

Huayao has been raining non-stop recently, like a crying girl doll, constantly gloomy.

Song Nan'an and Song Chan walked among the crowd holding ordinary umbrellas.Fortunately, there are also some tourists who did not choose to buy oil-paper umbrellas in their hands as the Romans do, otherwise they would definitely appear to be out of tune.

Walking all the way down the Li River, Song Chan kept talking non-stop.

"Don't tell me this town is really pretty. Every household has planted plum blossoms." He looked around while walking, "But...it seems that there are not many tourists."

"..." Someone held an umbrella and said nothing.

Song Chan was embarrassed, scratched his head and asked himself: "Everyone should wait for the plum blossoms to bloom before coming back, yes, that's right."

After being quiet for a while, Song Chan couldn't help raising the topic again, "Do you like this ancient town?"

"Fortunately."

"..." What the hell is this answer.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk to him very much, Song Chan fell silent, and the two walked a certain distance without talking.Suddenly, seeing something, Song Chan laughed out loud.

"It's so strange." Song Chan's eyes were fixed in one place, "Men also hold oil-paper umbrellas?" They had just walked a hundred meters and only saw some women holding oil-paper umbrellas, but now they saw men holding oil-paper umbrellas, and felt very strange strangeness.

Song Nan'an followed his gaze and said, "Custom, this is not a strange thing in the eyes of Huayao locals."

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, Song Chan suddenly thought of those people with umbrellas passing by in the surveillance video, "Hey, then tell me, is it possible that the murderer will confuse his gender, because it's raining and holding an umbrella , no one should be able to find out, right?"

Song Nan'an's face was serious: "The possibility is very small. The murderer went to see the victim in the name of an appointment. When he has family members, it is a very troublesome process to pretend to be himself. Judging from the murderer's way of committing the crime, he does not It will be unnecessary to leave more evidence for the police to solve the case.”

Song Chan had a big brain: "What if family members are accomplices?"

"Accomplice?" Song Nan'an chuckled, "Don't forget that the murderer is a potential schizophrenic."

"Huh?" Song Chan didn't understand, and asked doubtfully, "What does it have to do with him being crazy?"

"If it was you, a normal person who went to help a mentally disturbed person deal with the murder scene, would you allow the body to lie by the river for people to discover? I don't deny the meticulousness of the murderer's killing process, but if there is really an accomplice , the disposal of the corpse will not be so simple and arrogant."

Song Chan thought about it.

"Many times, the reasoning of the case will stagnate at a certain point, precisely because people always like to think things too complicated." His voice was deep and deep, reaching Song Chan's ears.

Song Chan turned his head to look at him, and saw Song Nan'an's white and clean left hand holding an umbrella, with distinct joints.The facial features from the side view are the same as many years ago, thin and good-looking.

Song Chan's gaze began to slide over his thin chin and protruding Adam's apple uncontrollably.Suddenly, he felt an inexplicable hot feeling in his heart.

Aren't you discussing the case and discussing the serious business? This can be a distraction?Is there anything else I can do besides thinking about dirty things?Song Chan scolded himself secretly and then looked away.

"Ah, the weather is so nice." Song Chan felt guilty and had nothing to say.Unexpectedly, if I find out without thinking about it with my brain, I will feel like a thief even more.

Song Nan'an turned his face to the side for some unknown reason, and frowned at him, "The weather?"

The umbrella was still dripping water.

Song Chan smiled slightly and scratched his head: "I like... I like rainy days."

"is it?"

"Yes... yes."

"..."

Finally arrived at the department store, the two stood at the door and took a few glances before walking in.

The store occupies a small area, a rectangular space. From a rough look, there are all kinds of food and daily necessities, but the goods on the shelves are a little messy.

Like most small shops, the store's cash register is located at the door.There is a cashier and a shopping guide in the store.

At this time, there were no customers in the store. The shopping guide and the cashier were two young women, both of whom were watching a TV series with a mobile phone in their hands, completely oblivious to the two standing at the door.

"Hello." Song Nan'an stepped forward first and said, motioning to Song Chan behind him to show his ID, "We are the police officers sent by the bureau to inquire about the recent murder case near the river."

In fact, Song Nan'an was not a policeman, let alone Song Chan.But after Song Nan'an analyzed the case last night, Wang Dong provided him with relevant documents for his convenience.

Song Nan'an has a lot of eccentricities. The thing he dislikes the most when going out is to bring things. There are two reasons, one is troublesome, and the other is that he has broken things several times because his mobile phone rang during the investigation of the case.

So today this certificate was placed on Song Chan, and his own mobile phone was thrown directly in the hotel.

"Ah... hello! What do you want?" Hearing the voice, the cashier, who was watching with gusto, immediately put down his phone and stood up. When he looked up, he saw two outstanding men standing in front of him, a little shy and a little embarrassed.

"Police, visit the murder case that happened by the river a few days ago." Before Song Nan'an could speak, Song Chan glanced at the woman in front of him unkindly, and replied impatiently.

What he hates most is women who look like idiots, especially those who are infatuated with Song Nan'an. They don't understand how their brains grow. Can't they see that Song Chan is still standing beside him?

"Po...police?" The nympho was the nympho, she still had some vigilance, but the woman looked suspiciously at the two of them a few more times.The main reason is that both of them are wearing casual clothes, and Song Chan's temperament is there, which is really not very convincing.

Song Chan took out his ID and spread it out on the counter, his tone was a bit fierce: "Yes, I'm interviewing the murder case that happened by the river a few days ago."

The woman did not suspect him, and carefully looked at the documents.Although I was surprised by the two people in plain clothes in front of me, when I thought about the fact that there are still policemen in plain clothes conducting visits in private, I no longer felt anything, and said with a smile: "Sorry, I just came here yesterday Those who go to work, the previous one has resigned."

Song Nan'an: "Resign?"

"Yes, the murder case is such a big deal, and this store is open on the only road downstream. She thought it was unlucky and left."

Song Nan'an: "Then do you know her home address?"

The woman tore off a piece of paper and wrote down the exact location.

After running in vain, Song Nan'an and Song Chan rushed over according to the address on the paper.It was not far away, and it was found in less than half an hour.

There is a small courtyard in front of you, and a little further into the courtyard is the main room, and you can see the old red furniture from the outside.The house was quiet, as if no one was there.

At this time, it was time for Song Chan to act. After all, he was tall, tall and loud, and he had a thick skin, so he could do anything.

"Hi, is there anyone?" Song Chan raised his voice, "Is there anyone at home?"

Song Nan'an stood quietly aside.Not to mention, it's really nice to have a little follower to help with things.

After a while, a middle-aged woman came out and looked at the two of them suspiciously, "What's the matter?"

Song Chan replied with a smile: "Hello, we are the police, and we are investigating the murder that happened by the river a few days ago."

The woman frowned, a little impatiently.

This is the third time the police have come to look for her, but they are not happy, who made her unlucky to encounter such a bad thing.When someone came to ask, she still had to invite them into the room and explain clearly: "Hello, officer, how can I help you?"

The two entered the room, and Song Chan sat aside and turned on the phone to record according to Song Nan'an's prior instructions.

Song Nan'an got straight to the point and asked, "May I ask what were you doing between [-]:[-] p.m. and [-]:[-] p.m. on the day of the incident?"

"Watch TV with your mobile phone." The woman replied, "The location of that store is not good, and the business is usually very poor, and most of the time I have nothing to do."

"At that time, did you notice the people passing by outside the door? Did you know anyone?" Huayao is a small town, and most local people know each other more or less.

"In my impression, there were three people walking past the door, but I don't know if I knew any of them. It was very dark at that time, and everyone held umbrellas in their hands. I couldn't see clearly."

"Three?" Song Chan on the side interrupted and asked doubtfully.He remembered that five people walked through the surveillance.

"Well, three." The woman's tone was firm.

"Song Chan." Song Nan'an called out, signaling him not to speak when he was asking questions.

Song Chan pouted and closed his mouth.

"I was impressed by only one. The second one passed by was a woman. I remember the sound of high heels was quite loud at that time. I thought someone walked to the door of our store and took a special look."

The woman paused, and said again: "I don't have a deep impression of the first and third people, I only know that these two people passed by."

"Notice the color of the shoes or umbrella of the second passing woman?"

"A dark oiled paper umbrella, the shoes didn't pay attention."

"What about the other two?"

"Can not remember."

"Apart from the people who passed by, did anything strange happen to you at that time? As long as there is, you can bring it up."

"No." The woman replied without thinking, "It's been a few days since the incident happened. Two batches of policemen came to ask me about it before, and I thought about it for a long time. It should be that nothing happened. will be completely unimpressed.”

"Okay." Song Nan'an thanked politely, "Then don't bother me."

"fine."

As soon as he left the courtyard of the woman's house, Song Chan's desire to speak came out of his throat after suppressing for a long time, "Why are there three? There are obviously five in the surveillance?"

Song Nan'an didn't answer.

"Hey, don't pretend to be mysterious!"

"Don't be noisy."

"Did you also discover some hidden details?" Song Chan approached Song Nan'an nervously.

"Also?" Song Nan'an glanced at him: "What did you find?"

"Did you listen to me?" Song Chan said indignantly, "There are five, but she said it was three! Also, don't you think her answers are all affirmative?"

Song Nan'an looked at him like an idiot: "Is this what you found?"

Song Chan jumped up angrily: "What? No way? What kind of eyes do you have!"

Song Nan'an was silent for a moment, and replied: "You can't expect a person who is focused on the mobile phone to keep an eye on what's going on around her. It's pretty good that she can notice three people passing by on the road while playing on her mobile phone. She's just telling the truth. "

"Also, all the questions I asked today were asked by the police the previous two times. Her answer is naturally yes. You don't have to think too much."

Song Chan: ...

After his explanation, he suddenly felt that his discoveries and doubts reflected his [-] temperament to the fullest, so he could only smile embarrassingly, and said without confidence: "Why do you still ask after asking?"

"She is a very important role in the case, and can even be said to be a half-witness. It cannot be ruled out that certain things that happened in her life caused her to recall some important details at that time, so it is not enough to ask."

"Oh, so that's how it is." The word "oh" was changed a few times, and Song Chan pretended to suddenly realize it, which was a little tricky.

The phone rang, Song Chan took it out from his pocket, it was an unfamiliar number.He never answered calls from unknown sources, just about to hang up——

"Wait" Song Nan'an who was standing aside stopped and said, "Go."

Song Chan didn't know why, but he connected obediently, "Hello?"

"I'm Wang Dong, looking for Mr. Song." He said on the phone that day.

Song Chan wondered why Wang Dong had his own phone, so he handed the phone to Song Nan'an, "Wang Dong, I'm looking for you."

Song Nan'an took it, listened to the other end of the phone for less than 20 seconds, and replied, "Okay, I'll be there right away."

Seeing him hang up the phone, Song Chan asked, "Why does Wang Dong have my number?"

"I gave it to you." Song Nan'an glanced at him with an expression of what, can't you do it.

"..." Well, he knew that was the case, and just wanted to ask.

"I don't like to carry electronic products with me. I will use your mobile phone from now on." Song Nan'an said, as if the emperor issued a decree, his tone was extremely firm.

"Hey, don't!" Song Chan subconsciously refused, "Can you respect my privacy?"

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Song Nan'an asked in a calm tone.

Song Chan shook his head: "No."

"Is there a woman you like?"

"No." His head was about to shake like a rattle.

"Then what are you afraid of?" Song Nan'an asked suspiciously.

Song Chan: "..." There are hundreds of photos of you, is it worth it for him to be afraid?

"Then it's decided." In Song Nan'an's view, not answering is a tacit consent.

"Don't!" Song Chan touched his cheeks with the tip of his tongue, half joking and half serious: "I'm also an innocent boy, can't you let me have a little secret?"

Song Nan'an obviously ignored his joke: "I won't check your phone."

Song Chan: "No, no, no, just no." You can't do risky things, and if he sees those photos one day, he will definitely have to finish the game.He thought about it for a while, and made a suggestion, "How about I help you take your phone with you, and you can ask me to get it when you need it?"

Song Nan'an: "..."

"Don't you just find it troublesome? I can act as a small pocket, so you don't have to carry it with you, how nice!" He said a lot, like a salesman, "I will fully respect you If you set a password, I have a mobile phone and I won’t use yours. I’m okay with you!”

Seeing that he was so determined, Song Nan'an felt a little baffled, but he no longer insisted, "It's up to you."

Fortunately, it was not a hard rock, and it still made sense, Song Chan felt sweaty in his heart.