The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

Wang Zhaoping and the other police officers looked at each other, and they all saw surprise and suspicion in each other's eyes.

Yuan Li and Meng Lang were neither relatives nor friends, nor did they know each other at all.

The other party spent so much effort just for a few worthless old clothes and shoes?

This makes absolutely no sense!

"You mean..."

"I don't know what he is going to do, but I know it won't be a good thing, right?" Meng Lang spread his hands.

Wang Zhaoping frowned, thought for a while, and said to a police officer.

"Go and get the things the suspect is carrying tonight. Make sure not to leave behind any of them, including the jacket and shoes the suspect is wearing!"

"yes!"

…

Five minutes later.

The police officer came back in with several packages in his hand.

"Team Wang! These are all the things found on Yuan Li's body."

Wang Zhaoping looked at it and pointed to the coats and shoes placed in transparent plastic bags on the table.

"Mr. Meng, look, are these your lost clothes?"

Meng Lang looked at it twice and nodded, "Yes! It's mine!"

"My mother bought this jacket two or three years ago. I think the style is too old, so I seldom wear it and usually keep it at the bottom of the box.

Here! There is also a small ink stain on the cuff that my sister left naughtily.

As for this pair of leather shoes, I bought them specifically for job interviews when I first graduated. However, I am a comfortable person, so I usually wear sneakers.

Originally, it should be full of dust, but it seems that the guy is very attentive and even helped me shine my shoes, haha..."

Wang Zhaoping saw that Meng Lang knew the details and origin of the items clearly, and confirmed that the other party was not lying.

Then Wang Zhaoping took out the contents of another bag and looked at them one by one.

He picked up one of the small transparent plastic bags and put it in front of his eyes, and then looked at it carefully through the light for a long time, and a solemn look gradually appeared on his face.

"Team Wang, what is this?"

To an outsider, it looked like there was nothing in this transparent plastic bag that was usually used to hold pills.

"It's some dander and hair..." Wang Zhaoping couldn't help but look at Meng Lang.

"Well……"

Everyone's eyes widened.

"Team Wang, look at this, this should be a biometric fingerprint film!"

Qin Xiaoru handed over a palm-sized box. Inside the box were several finger-sized black gelatinous substances.

These things seem to be preserved very carefully, as if they are protecting precious and fragile items.

“This kind of biometric fingerprint film is hard to see on the market and is a bionic product with high technological content.

Ordinary silicone fingerprint films commonly available on the market are usually fake fingerprint patterns on the surface of human fingers. Wearing this fake fingerprint can deceive traditional fingerprint scanners in 80% of cases.

However, this kind of silicone fingerprint film lacks human sweat gland tissue. With current criminal investigation methods, if in-depth multiple fingerprint recognition is performed, it is completely possible to distinguish the authenticity from the fake.

But this bionic biological fingerprint film is different. It can simulate the moisture, urea, protein, etc. secreted by human sweat glands, and it can almost be fake.

Even with the most advanced fingerprint identification methods in our institute, it is not easy to distinguish them.

In a sense, this is already an agent's equipment.

Unless there is a breakthrough in the 'subcutaneous fingerprint information recognition' technology at the forefront of international research, this kind of biological fingerprint film will be difficult to crack with existing identification methods. "

Meng Lang looked at the beautiful police officer with some surprise, judging from her professionalism in analyzing the pistol, bullets, and the fingerprint film just now.

This should be a technical expert who specializes in criminal investigation technology.

Although I don’t quite understand what this bionic fingerprint film is.

But...that's right! It's awesome!

"It seems that the suspect sneaked into Mr. Meng's room for..."

Wang Zhaoping didn't finish what he said, but everyone present made a basic judgment.

Stolen clothes, shoes, murder weapons, as well as hair, dander and carefully crafted fingerprint films...

This is a complete attempt to fake the crime scene!

"You mean, Yuan Li wanted to blame Meng Lang after committing the crime?" Lin Haitang's voice seemed to be trembling.

If a person can deliberately forge so much evidence, it will definitely not be an ordinary illegal act of petty theft, but probably...

Lin Haitang trembled slightly when he thought of that terrible guess.

Feeling the strength from her sister's hand, Xiao Yu blinked her eyes and held her sister's hand behind her back, as if to comfort her.

"We will later compare the DNA and fingerprint membranes of these hairs with Mr. Meng's. If it is proven that they are indeed Mr. Meng's...

Then this possibility is extremely high! "

Wang Zhaoping said solemnly.

Yuan Li is a master in criminal investigation. On the other hand, if he knows himself and his enemy, if he fakes the scene, he will probably be watertight!

If the crime happened today and there were so many unfavorable "evidences" against Meng Lang at the scene, I'm afraid even he would think that Meng Lang did it.

Even if he won't be convicted on the spot, he will be the biggest suspect.

"What? So I almost became the gangster's target? It was such a close call!"

Meng Lang also showed a "shocked" expression and patted his chest to express his "fear".

Wang Zhaoping and others rolled their eyes.

You're so shocked! I'm afraid you were the first to notice it, right?

After all, what they just wore were your clothes and shoes. Didn’t you notice?

"Mr. Meng, your height and body shape are indeed very similar to Yuan Li. If the crime scene is reconstructed by collecting footprints and other clues, I'm afraid they can roughly match.

In addition, you and the other party’s target, Lin Xiaoyu, are neighbors...

I think this may be the reason why Yuan Li is eyeing you. "

Meng Lang still agreed with Wang Zhaoping's analysis.

The bump from Xiaoyu brought him into Yuan Li's field of vision. In a literal sense, he was "bumped by fate"...

"We already know the general process of the matter, so the last question remains, motivation!

As far as I know, Yuan Li should have just been released from prison. So what was his motive for choosing Lin Xiaoyu as his target as soon as he came out? "

Wang Zhaoping said and looked at Lin Xiaoyu's sister.

Like Meng Lang's previous judgment, he also placed the object of suspicion on Lin Haitang.

"It's me!" Lin Haitang smiled bitterly.

"When I was still in the Procuratorate, I personally sent Yuan Li to prison in court..."

All the police officers were stunned.

"I didn't expect it to be like this..." Wang Zhaoping was stunned for a while and then suddenly realized.

At this point, the whole case finally has a complete context.

The truth of the incident made Wang Zhaoping, a well-informed veteran detective, find it a bit bizarre.

Yuan Li, a home invasion crime plan carefully planned by such a master of criminal investigation, should have been foolproof given the other party's skill and experience.

But at the critical moment, he was perfectly stopped by an ordinary person in sales.

In the end, not to mention the attempted crime, he was still possessed of firearms and had an absolute advantage in weapons and equipment, but he was killed by the Jedi and was directly KO.

Judging from the situation at the scene, the attack did not break the defense and did not even remove the opponent's blood. The defeat was a complete mess.

And in the end, this brave person was actually proven to be the "scapegoat" originally planned by Yuan Li...

The passerby who thought he was prey turned into a hunter.

It’s surprising to hear this happen!

"Otherwise, good people are rewarded. If you weren't trying to save people, you might have gotten yourself involved!"

Yan Weiwei on the side also felt that this matter was a bit mysterious and couldn't help but marveled.

Meng Lang felt at ease with Yan Weiwei's good guy card.

"Well! I've actually been thinking about a philosophical question recently.

If you want to change your own destiny, the key does not necessarily lie in yourself. Instead, changing the destiny of others, and then in turn affecting yourself, may be the most efficient way..."

After experiencing so many "lifes", he had an inexplicable understanding.

I escaped from "Le Miserable" and fell into "Mein Kampf" as if I was destined to be unlucky.

Destiny is like a spider web. The more you struggle, the deeper you sink.

So what if you save others first, and then save yourself through others? Can we break free from the cobwebs of fate together?

Saving others is also saving yourself!

The so-called merit and luck are probably the same, right?