We are now standing in the backyard of Principal Zhang's house.
The backyard is half tile and half land. There are scattered flowers growing in the land, but it seems that no one has taken care of them for a long time, and the flowers have dried up.
Hu Jiajia took a deep breath and pointed to a direction in the southwest corner.
I peeled off the upper layer of soil with my fingers, pinched a small piece of soil and put it in my mouth. This is the trick they taught me when I was a kid. As long as the smell and the humidity inside, you can know whether the soil has been turned by someone. When I was identifying the humidity and impurities in the soil, I saw Guan Zengbin holding a small concave shovel.
"You didn't tell me earlier if you had a shovel?" I said, "Let me taste it with my mouth?"
"You didn't ask me." Guan Zengbin shrugged as if it was none of my business.
I was helpless: "Don't dig it, the underground soil is loose, in contrast to the above, and the particles are also very small, indicating that it has been turned over not long ago. And it tastes like plant roots, it should be dug up broken."
Guan Zengbin divided the shovel into two halves, put them into the toolbox, and then said: "It's ok, I don't need to bring tools when I go out in the future, I just take you."
"But that means..." Gu Chen looked at us, and then at Hu Jiajia who was standing beside him.
This means that this place has indeed been turned over by people, but it is not clear whether people were buried there.
We found the tray where the cups were placed in Principal Zhang's kitchen, but there was not a single cup on it.
"This cup should come in a set, and the other letter is W, which is the initial of Principal Zhang's lover." Hu Jiajia looked at the empty tray and said with some doubts: "But now there is no cup on it, I remember him Those who also drank water, where did that cup go?"
Hu Jiajia turned to look at us, and we also looked at Hu Jiajia.
Where did the cup go? Naturally, it was taken away by someone.
A jumble of threads began to connect together in my mind, and there were only a few points that I didn't understand, but once I did, I'd be able to get the whole thing. I pulled my hair and sat on the sofa that Principal Zhang once made.
Some people are alive, people are eager to let him die, some people are dead, but some people let him live again.
The corpse may be just a tool.
in the office.
"Gu Chen, go and find out Gao Rui's girlfriend from a different place." I said to Gu Chen, "I'll give you one day, and you must find out every detail about the relationship between him and Gao Rui, and don't miss anything."
"Okay." Gu Chen nodded.
"Xiao Liu, take a few people to find out the attending physician who performed Zhang Mingliang's surgery." I turned to Xiao Liu and said, "At a very moment, you can use some extraordinary means to let him share a series of facts about Zhang Mingliang's surgery. Find out all the surgical documents, you know?"
Xiao Liu squeezed his hand and said with a smile: "The thing I know best is special means."
Both Gu Chen and Xiao Liu took away a group of people, and Guan Zengbin and I were the only ones left in the office.
"Then what am I going to do?" Guan Zengbin pointed his index finger at himself.
"You do an experiment." I looked at Guan Zengbin and said, "How to disguise a person who died ten days ago as five days ago. You are a forensic doctor, I think you should be able to do this Bar?"
Guan Zengbin touched his chin with one hand, stared at me and said, "Have you found any substantial evidence? Do you think Jiajia is the real murderer?"
"I think so." I nodded seriously, and then went out.
Guan Zengbin put one arm on the wall and blocked my way: "Why are you so anxious if you haven't said clearly? How could Sister Jiajia be the murderer? I'll ask you bit by bit. If you can answer, I will give you an answer." Just let you go!"
The relationship between Hu Jiajia and Guan Zengbin seems to be very good, as if I have known Gao Rui not long ago, and I also think Gao Rui is a good person. Such emotions may affect our judgment on the case, but people are emotional animals, and those who are not happy with things but not sad with themselves are saints.
"Okay, you ask." I said.
"Principal Zhang died five days ago!" Guan Zengbin stretched out a finger and said, "I checked."
I shook my head and snapped Guan Zengbin's fingers back: "I think someone can fake the time of Principal Zhang's death. You are a forensic doctor, and you should know this better than me. You may not have noticed this, so re-dissect it." Go through the corpse, never let go of any detail."
Guan Zengbin nodded: "This is indeed possible, and you can barely answer it. Then why did Principal Zhang write those four words threatening Hu Jiajia on the wall after his death, and still follow Hu Jiajia?"
"Because it wasn't written by Principal Zhang at all!" I said categorically, "It wasn't Principal Zhang at all. I've smelled the clothes in Principal Zhang's closet, and they were put there on purpose! And the rest of the teachers never threw them away. .”
Guan Zengbin frowned, as if recalling the scene at that time.
"But besides Principal Zhang, who else has the key to the house? It can't be a thief..." After saying this, Guan Zengbin suddenly stopped. I think Guan Zengbin also knows who the person who can enter and leave Principal Zhang's house at will is.
Guan Zengbin touched her head with one hand and supported the wall with the other. She thought for a while before she said, "You mean, Gao Rui put those in Principal Zhang's closet? Gao Rui is the one ? But Gao Rui obviously lives with Hu Jiajia, so how could it be?"
"Other people." I said lightly, shaking my fingers.
"So who is it?" Seeing me wagging my fingers, Guan Zengbin hurriedly asked.
I put Guan Zengbin's arm on the wall down, walked outside, and said to Guan Zengbin, "If my guess is correct, that should be Zhang Mingliang."
"But Zhang Mingliang was only with Gao Rui. Guan Zengbin didn't live with Gao Rui at that time. How could Hu Jiajia see it?" Guan Zengbin finally caught a loophole in me: "I can't justify this, how do you explain it?"
I shrugged my shoulders and spread my hands: "So I'm going to verify this. You have to do the task I entrusted to you as soon as possible. It's almost ready."
"Do you really think what Hu Jiajia said is true? She just loves Gao Rui too much, so she faked the scene!" Guan Zengbin asked the last question.
I sighed: "Just after Gao Rui was arrested, Hu Jiajia came within an hour. How could it be faked in an hour? Perhaps, the facts are exactly the opposite of what you described."
"Her description has no loopholes, and Gao Rui's description has never been able to solve one point. In that building, there is no trace of blood on the sixteenth floor. And there are only the footprints of Lao Zhangtou on the stairs. How did the murderer go?" Did you leave?" I turned my back on the customer.
Guan Zengbin thought for a moment, then replied: "Perhaps the old Zhang didn't check the floors carefully, and the murderer was actually hiding on the first floor between the first and fifteenth floors. Or, could it be that the old Zhang killed the person?"
"Then there is only one possibility, no matter how unimaginable it may be." I said lightly.
"What's possible?" Guan Zengbin asked.
I walked out the door, and then turned around and said, "I'll let you know when I find out."
When the moon was hanging high in the east, I came to Gao Rui's city. In the No. 4 Middle School where Gao Rui attended, I finally found the answer. Gao Rui's retired class teacher is an old man in her sixties. She told me a secret that had been buried in her heart for eight years.
That was a day eight years ago.
In her fifties, she likes to take a walk on the playground after evening self-study, even though it is already eleven o'clock after evening self-study. Her wife has been persuading her to resign as a class teacher. She has to get up at six o'clock every day and go home at twelve o'clock. How can an old man of this age bear such intensity.
She said that she is neither blind nor deaf, so why retire so early.
She was reluctant to part with those students, this was the tenth batch of students she led.
Looking at this group of students, she also seemed much younger.
"This is the last class." She thought as she walked to the depths of the playground.
She heard the sound of rustling.
Old people are old, but their hearts are not old. She knows that there are often young couples who go to study at night and come here to tell their love. As long as she doesn't do anything out of the ordinary, she is actually very open-minded. She quietly hid behind a tree, listening and watching the movement not far away. She suddenly saw clearly who that person was. It was a classmate in her class, but she didn't know the other person.
Those were two lads.
She heard the classmate say: "I want to be with you for the rest of my life, and I would do anything for you."
The other party pushed him away abruptly, and then said: "I've told you why you are doing this, and this is the last time. We were young and ignorant before, how could you rely on me to ask for it?" With me for the rest of my life. This is the last time I will see you, and I will never come back to this city."
"Even if you are willing to die for me, it's useless, you know?" The other party suppressed his emotions about to collapse: "We can't be together, what do you think!"
"Zhang Mingliang, I am willing to do anything for you, including dying!"
The voice resounded throughout the playground, and the other party seemed to be afraid of alarming the security guards, so he didn't speak, and quickly disappeared at the other end of the playground.
This student's name is Gao Rui.