The two walked into the empty warehouse, and Chen Shi told about what happened here that year. Three years later, the scar in his heart has already been scabbed, but touching it again will still make a faint pain.
Peng Sijue asked a key question: "Han Luoxi's gun only has 8 bullets at most. How many shots did you hear before entering the warehouse?"
"More than three shots, the echo here is very loud, I can't hear it clearly."
"Do you know how it is written in the dossier?"
Chen Shi, who had not read the police file, shook his head, and Peng Sijue continued: “Han Luoxi’s gun was empty when it was found. Only her and your fingerprints were on it. It was also stained with the blood of Li Mu and Han Luoxi. Five bullets were found on the scene. Han Luoxi had two guns on his body, and Li Mu had one on his forehead. It was identified by rifling marks that all came from Han Luoxi's guns."
"I personally shot one on Zhou Xiao. It stands to reason that only four empty bullets will be found at the scene. Did Zhou Xiao get police bullets?"
"Are you sure he has this magical power? Police bullets are hard to get, even if they can get it, they will leave clues."
"Lao Peng, what abnormality did you find during the autopsy?"
"Li Mu has Han Luoxi's blood, Han Luoxi has Li Mu's blood, but Li Mu's death is about three hours earlier, and the wound on Li Mu's forehead seems to have been touched."
Chen Shi walked back and forth in the warehouse, reappearing the scene in front of him, muttering to himself: "What's the matter with this extra bullet?"
Peng Sijue said: "If Zhou Xiao deliberately framed you, why should I leave a bullet for you?"
"I think he made a mistake. The 64-type police pistol can hold seven bullets in the magazine, but Han Luoxi always holds one in the barrel. Her bullet count is 7+1. I heard gunshots at the time. When he ran in, Zhou Xiao didn't have much time to check, and hurriedly removed the magazine, but he didn't expect that there would be one in the barrel."
"Did the gun in your hand be lighter than usual when you shot him? Is his expression shocked?"
Chen Shi shook his head, "I can't remember it. I rushed to a huge impact at the time. These details are already very vague... But anyway, I can't shoot Han Luoxi and Li Mu."
"Restore the scene!" Peng Sijue suggested.
The two simulated the scene of the scene. Peng Sijue was standing in Zhou Xiao's position and Chen Shi was standing in Song Lang's position. He remembered that he was kneeling next to Han Luoxi's corpse, and his body was covered with Han Luoxi's. Blood.
Peng Sijue suddenly thought, "It is said that the Italian Mafia framed the police and would goug the bullet from the dead person and put a certain policeman's bullet into the wound... I was thinking, there was actually no more bullet, Li Mu's head The one inside is the one you hit Zhou Xiao's shoulder, which also explains why Li Mu's gun eye was moved."
"He had shot Li Mu with another gun ahead of time and took away the bullet from the wound! So Li Mu's death time was three hours earlier... So he deliberately left me a bullet just to let me shoot it out. This bullet cannot leave any traces on the scene, and he can easily take it out and stuff it into Li Mu’s gunshot wound. His own body is the most suitable... But what if my shot is the key to hitting him? "
"Zhou Xiao knows that you will not. Under the unarmed situation of a suspect, you as a policeman cannot shoot him. If you do, it will be murder! And you can't explain the situation at the scene. You were I have resigned and my identity is sensitive. The stolen goods that Zhou Xiao planted for you before, although insufficient evidence, has already buried doubts about you in the hearts of the police."
"I really wanted to kill him at the time!" Chen Shi sighed, "The muzzle was deliberately shifted the moment I shot, I want to arrest him... this lunatic!"
"But on the bright side, this gunshot wound on Zhou Xiao's body three years ago is a good evidence to prove your innocence... If it really exists!"
Peng Sijue's last words made Chen Shi smile bitterly, "How did Han Luoxi get shot and killed? I heard gunshots and rushed to the scene, maybe only five minutes, Han Luoxi was so good, how could he be killed?" Chen Shi suddenly remembered a detail that frightened him, "I remember, Zhou Xiao is wearing the same clothes as Li Mu! There are strangle marks on his wrist."
"what?"
"Zhou Xiao pretending to be Li Mu, lying on the ground with her back to Han Luoxi, when Han Luoxi pulled his shoulder to confirm, Zhou Xiao fainted her."
"The gunshots you heard were actually Zhou Xiao shot her and shot her in all directions. He left a bullet for you, just for you to pick up the gun and shoot him." Peng Sijue followed him. The thought goes on, "Han Luoxi did find trace amounts of anesthetics in his body."
Chen Shi closed his eyes and sighed, "Why did I fall into such a trap."
"Because you love her so much, Han Luoxi is your weakness, and Li Mu is Han Luoxi's weakness. I heard later that Li Mu is her biological father. After Li Mu's divorce, Han Luoxi took her mother's surname." Peng Sijue said, "Now I want to To get rid of your charge, Zhou Xiao will have to be arrested. If that day does come, will you regain your previous identity?"
Under the scorching gaze of his best friend, Chen Shi shook his head: "Song Lang was dead that night. To me, that name was a curse. It was a past that I didn't want to remember. It's good for me now."
"You are running away!"
"Whatever you say."
"One more thing, you saw Zhou Xiao's face, right?"
Chen Shi took out a piece of paper from the interlayer of his wallet. It was a pencil sketch. He drew it from his impression at the time. Peng Sijue took it and examined it. Chen Shi said: "I still remember the criminal psychology we did for him three years ago. Profile? At that time, you suggested that Zhou Xiao may not be alone. His criminal style and goals are extremely unstable. Maybe two or more people are working together."
"Your point is that he has multiple personalities."
"But I am more inclined to your view now, because he could not do it alone when he dug up the bullet in the body in a very short time. There may be another accomplice at the scene. Even if my shot killed Zhou Laugh, this accomplice can also finish blaming me."
"He really wants to ruin you!" Peng Sijue sighed with emotion.
"Remember how we knew the name Zhou Xiao?"
"He himself wrote it on the wall with the blood of the victim at the scene. Since then, Zhou Xiao has become the code name of this serial killer."
"Well-informed, well-known, clean, unsure of the goal, now I feel more and more that Zhou Xiao is actually a gang... Maybe someone in this gang was planted in Song Lang's hands, so they designed this elaborate preparation. To blame."
"The one that died... Wang Daji, have you seen it?" Peng Sijue asked suddenly.
"I have seen him, in fact, he was in my house before he was killed."