Live From The Murder Scene

The firmament turned the notebook in front of him, looking up at Wanzhang from time to time.

The two sides have been deadlocked for more than two hours.

Going to the back, Wan Zhang couldn't help showing some joy on his face. He put his hands on the table and kept moving his fingers together, waiting for the moment he walked out of the police station.

It's coming, it should be coming soon. These people have no evidence and can only detain him for a maximum of 24 hours.

Wan Zhang licked his lips. The prolonged irritation made his mouth dry.

The firmament asked: "Would you like to drink water?"

Wan Zhang moved his neck, staggering the sight of the sky.

The firmament smiled indifferently: "Do you think I'm fighting your willpower? No, I'm just idle and bored, looking at you, waiting for someone by the way.

Wan Zhang didn't say anything, and kneaded his shoulders with his hands.

Before long, the firmament cell phone rang. The vibration was particularly abrupt in the quiet room, causing Wan Zhang's already tense reason to tremble slightly.

The firmament saw the caller clearly and gave the opposite person a meaningful glance. Without evasiveness, he directly turned on the speakerphone.

A low male voice sounded on the opposite side, and the background sound was very quiet. It should be in a corner with no one.

"Captain, we found Liu Lu's position, and read the information and articles she left on the desk. After comparing with the person in charge of their company, we found that there was a slight discrepancy. So we asked the technicians to investigate Liu Lu According to the computer usage records of Liu Lu, several files were deleted from Liu Lu’s computer on the morning of September 22, and the traces were also modified."

When the other side was reporting, Qiu Cang's eyes kept staring at Wan Zhang, his expression seemed to be smiling.

When Wan Zhang heard something about him, his breathing became a little heavier, but he still gritted his teeth and didn't let himself show too much abnormality.

He just kept reciting the words "no evidence" in his heart to keep himself calm enough.

The youth continued to add: "In addition, their editor-in-chief said that some time ago, Liu Lu had hinted to him that Wan Zhang was accepting bribes and writing fake articles for others. As there was no evidence and the influence of the company was not good, the editor-in-chief asked Wan Wan. Zhang talked about it and handled the matter in a low-key manner. As for whether Liu Lu continued to investigate and offend Wan Zhang, he is not sure."

The firmament put his hands on his chin, and said with interest, "Have you heard?"

Wan Zhang was out of sight for a while, and then he noticed her presence again when he heard the voice. His eyelashes were half stretched, just like a dead person, and he didn't respond.

Qiu Tian hung up the phone, and did not take the opportunity to issue an aggressive questioning to Wan Zhang. She swiped her finger on the screen several times, then selected a number and dialed it.

An earth-flavored ring tones echoed in the air, and after tormenting twice, it finally ended.

"Hello, Captain?"

The firmament asked, "How's it going on your side?"

"Oh! I have gained something, I just want to tell you later." The young man said full of anger, "Ding Tao has admitted that he has perjured. That night, he was so drunk that he did appear on the street. I passed, but I didn’t actually see anything. Wu Ming was still stubbornly resisting, saying that he should have confessed to the wrong person. There was also a woman who kept prevaricating us and refused to accept our questioning on the excuse that her child was sick. It is very likely that these three persons will collude with each other. We are going to apply to investigate their communication records to see if they have common contacts."

Qiu Cang said concisely: "Okay, I see."

Wan Zhang was a little restless. He cleared his throat with a dry cough, swallowing the saliva from his mouth vigorously.

Qiu Cang smiled at him: "Do you think that you can escape from birth if you have done it perfectly? Unfortunately, as long as you have done it, you will definitely leave traces. The more inadvertently, the more likely it is to expose you. ."

She spoke patiently, as if teasing her prey, amusing her boring life: "Guess me, who will you call next?"

Wan Zhang raised his head to express his indifference.

Qiuqiang smiled, hugged his chest with both hands, leaned back on the back of the chair, and spoke arrogantly: "Actually, you left a big loophole, or you don’t understand the HY community too much, so you committed a crime. Big mistake."

"That day, you killed Liu Lu, took her notebook and recording pen from her, and found a place to destroy it. You think these two things are the last evidence. As long as you can ensure that the murder weapon, clothing, and recording pen If you handle it cleanly, no one can prove that you were the murderer that day. In addition, you have three accomplices to help you divert the police’s attention. You are safe... Guess where you are in this process. did wrong."

Wan Zhang dodged his eyes, although he didn't respond directly to the sky, but judging from the details, he was really thinking about this issue.

The sky's eyes were bright as a torch, and it fell on his face for an instant, as if to peel off the mask on his face.

Her voice became bleak, like a mournful evening breeze in the autumn night: "Is that pink recording pen cute? It was actually just given to Liu Lu by Ning Dongdong..."

I don't know what was mentioned, Wan Zhang's pupils were trembling obviously, and his expression flashed unnaturally for a moment. He tried to hide it, and the next second he raised his hand and wiped his face.

The firmament paused, and after thinking, tentatively said: "You took Liu Lu's recording pen."

She did not let go of every line change on Wan Zhang's face: "...It's a pink recording pen."

Wan Zhang reacted quickly, he slapped the table hard and shouted: "Are you scamming me?!"

Qiu Tian speeded up her speech, and said quickly in a clear and loud voice: "You are her colleague, and she knows that she habitually wears a recording pen when going out. You are afraid that she will leave some unfavorable information to you at work, so you put things Take it away. But you don’t know, Liu Lu’s original recording tool is broken—"

Wan Zhang's lips trembled, avoiding her visit, looking up at the ceiling.

"You didn't know that her pen was broken. The one that Ning Dongdong gave her now is actually used! So what you took away was an old tool Liu Lu took with him, too late to discard." Qiongcang's words are powerful. "But she did not find her lost recording pen on the spot. Your accomplice took it, but didn't tell you. The relationship between you and them is not strong."

Wanzhang roared, "I don't know what you are talking about!"

The firmament quickly called back the call just now and called out as soon as the ringtone ended: "A witness took important exhibits from the scene!"

Wan Zhang stood up with red eyes.

"A pink voice recorder..." The testimony of the three people flashed through Qiyun's mind, and he concluded, "It's the woman, the woman with the child. Find her right away!"

"understood!"

The heavy breathing sounds of the three people interlaced with each other, as if the arrow from the string had stopped abruptly a second before it was shot. It took less than a second for Wanzhang's leg muscles to accumulate power to relax. At the last moment, the remaining sanity grabbed him and told him to sit down again. And the last peace among the people can only be covered by a piece of thin paper.

The firmament put down the phone and waited for the result.

From this time on, the time stretched for a long time. For Wan Zhang, every second was like walking on the tip of a knife, suffering extremely. His mind is struggling between self-comfort and panic, almost tearing him apart.

When the vibration sounded again, Wan Zhang's whole body bounced violently like a live fish on the chopping board.

"team leader."

The young man on the other side had a calm tone and pulled his phone away.

There was a rustling electric current from the speaker, followed by a slightly fuzzy female voice.

"...Wanzhang, why are you? What are you doing?"

"You come closer, I have something to tell you."

"No, are you stalking me? I tell you, if you continue to do this, I will be indifferent to you...well--you are crazy--"

The struggling sound became less and less, and was soon covered by rain. The brief dialogue straightforwardly reproduced the last scene of Liu Lu's life, plus the previous recording that can prove the time, this is the most irrefutable evidence.

Wan Zhang took a deep breath, and the last trace of blood on his face finally faded at the moment the recording was played. The police officer rushed in from outside, held him with both hands, and locked him in handcuffs.

Wan Zhang originally wanted to struggle to resist, but when he moved his fingers, he realized that he had collapsed all over and couldn't raise the slightest strength. His back was wet with a layer of cold sweat even before he noticed it.

The firmament closed her eyes, feeling something dripping from her heart. She asked softly: "Where is Ning Dongdong?"

"Oh, he just went home. I thought it was late, so I agreed to go back."

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When Fan Huai walked to his door, he hesitated. He looked at the faded spring festival couplets on both sides of the door and raised his hand to press the doorbell.

At this time, the family is still calm, even the flower pots at the door reveal warmth. He couldn't bear to break this kind of warmth.

After a minute or two, there was no sound inside.

Fan Huai took two steps back, thinking that Sanyao didn't build the model here. He lowered his head and smiled bitterly. He couldn't tell whether he was more relaxed or more regretful. He was about to turn and leave when he saw a figure appearing from the corner of the stairs.

Fan Huai looked at the familiar face, and his feet stayed in place, before he could conceal the astonishment on his face.

It was Jiang Ling's face, Jiang Ling's voice. With a loving light on her young face, she smiled at him, speaking the most common words as usual.

"you're back."

Fan Huai's nasal cavity was sour for an instant, making these three words choked into speech. It took him a long time to find his own voice, and mumbled back: "Well, I went back."

Jiang Ling walked up, took his hand, wrapped it in his palm with the long-lost warmth. She took out the key and opened the door of the house.

"Why don't you go in? Where did you go? I have been looking for you for a long time..."

The camera did not capture her face. The moment the security door was pushed open, the game screen turned black, all the whispers disappeared, and only the words "Dungeon Clearance" remained in the middle of the screen, indicating that everything was over. .

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The next chapter is the last one. Revise the article after finishing, and open a new one at the end of September.

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