Hu Ziyang may be relatively timid, with a cropped cut and a plaid shirt, he should be in charge of the data.
"I, I came to use the bathroom, I saw it." His tone was trembling.
Tang Si: "Did you see it after going to the toilet?"
Hu Ziyang nodded: "En."
"Big or small?"
Hu Ziyang swallowed his saliva: "This"
"Answer." Tang Si spoke again in a cold voice, with no emotion in his voice or demeanor.
Hu Ziyang was taken aback, and whispered, "Little one."
Even if they were in their thirties, facing Tang Si's coercion, they should be counseled.
"Where did you get it?" Tang Si asked again.
Hu Ziyang pointed to a certain place.
Tang Si nodded, then turned to look at Zhou Liang: "Take the test strips in the car to test the ground to see if there is any urine component."
"If not..." Tang Si's eyes were deep and sharp, and a smile appeared on his lips: "Then you lied to the criminal police."
He stared at Hu Ziyang and didn't continue to speak, but the meaningful meaning made people shudder.
Playing a psychological warfare.
Obviously, Hu Ziyang's psychological quality is not good: "I, I remember wrong! I didn't go to the toilet at the time, and I ran out when I was scared."
"Tch." Tang Si sneered: "What you said is as nonsense as if you don't know your mother."
His voice was calm: "Zhou Liang, contact the local police station for cooperation and give them an interrogation."
Hu Ziyang and Hu Jun were frightened, and quickly said that they did nothing.
As if Tang Si hadn't heard, Zhou Liang took the two of them away.
The little boy was carried up.
Wang Jinliang and Lu Yu were soaked through.
Lu Yu reported: "He died of excessive blood loss from cutting his wrist."
Wang Jinliang added: "According to the cut of the wrist, he cut his own wrist, which is suicide."
"The time of death is 23:00 this morning."
So the question is, why commit suicide? Why are you here again
Tang Si frowned: "Did you cut it with a dagger?"
"A sharp knife."
He immediately looked up at Ningxia Chuan over there: "Did you find the wrist-cutting tool?"
Ning Xiachuan is in the field team, responsible for on-site investigation.
"No."
"Maybe it wasn't suicide." Tang Si: "It was homicide, otherwise it would be impossible to find the tool, but if it was homicide, the person faked his suicide, why didn't he keep the tool for cutting his wrist?"
Some things cannot stand scrutiny.
Tang Si stared at the boy: "Did you have your mouth checked too?"
He looked sideways at Wang Jinliang: "He swallowed the tiny blade?"
"Yes, he swallowed it." Wang Jinliang said: "Whether it was cut by the swallowed blade, you have to go back and verify it. You should also check the scene to see if there are any traces."
The range here is not huge.
Tang Si raised his eyes and looked around, observing for a long time.
It took about two or three hours before they went down the mountain.
It was already eight o'clock in the evening when Song Yi arrived at the foot of the mountain in the south.
She was wearing a black casual outfit, and the black made her even thinner. She was wearing a big hat with loose hair, which almost completely covered her face.
It was still raining, and she walked with her head down under the umbrella, so that no one could see her face clearly.
Li gave the room card to Song Yi, and explained: "Tomorrow morning, get up early and go up the mountain."
Song Yi: "Yes."
at the same time.
Tang Si and Zhou Liang also walked into the hotel with their bodies wet.