Lin Dongxue and Xu Xiaodong came to Chenghai No. 6 Middle School where the crime was committed. The classes that were supposed to be in class were quiet at the moment. After they passed through a classroom, Lin Dongxue said, "Are they all studying on their own?"
"No, there are clearly written on the blackboard." Xu Xiaodong said.
A boy lying on the edge of the window said in surprise: "Wow, beautiful sister, are you a policeman?"
The students by the window were all distracted and swarmed to see Lin Dongxue's appearance. Lin Dongxue asked, "Where is your teacher?"
Boy A said: "I was in class, but suddenly I heard that a policeman was coming, so he ran away."
Boy B said: "The principal wouldn't let them be interviewed, so as soon as the police or reporters came, they went back to the office and hid."
Boy C said: "Are you here to find Fan Lizhong?"
"Yeah, where is she?"
The boys who had been very active suddenly shuffled at each other, "You go call!" and "You go call!"
A boy came over and knocked on the back of their heads one by one, telling them to roll back to their seats for self-study, and then said to Lin Dongxue: "Two police officers, don’t stand here. It will affect everyone’s self-study. You go to the empty space on the second floor. Stay in the classroom for a while, and I will bring Fan Lichu."
"Okay, thank you!"
Lin Dongxue and Xu Xiaodong came to the empty classroom, and then the boy and Fan Liqian came together. Lin Dongxue thought, this boy should be a class leader, he said old fashionedly: "My name is Song Hui, if you want to understand the situation in the class You can find me. The teacher is afraid to accept interviews now. My class leader is basically a news spokesperson."
The small class is so skilled, it seems that the reporter has been here more than once. Lin Dongxue said: "Leave a contact information."
After exchanging contact information, Song Hui went back to the classroom first. Fan Liqian was a thin, thin girl, her lips were black. She looked at the two policemen with calm eyes, as if nonchalantly.
"What's wrong with your mouth?" Lin Dongxue asked.
"Battered."
"Who did it?"
"Wang Chang's mother, she said I was a catastrophe!" Fan Liqian grinned. Wang Chang was one of the five dead. "I know why you are looking for me because I have a motive for murder. Did the police think that , I killed people?"
"We didn't think so. We came to you to find out some information."
"Sister, ask me if I killed them."
"I know… "
"You ask!" Fan Liqian's expression was a bit aggressive.
Lin Dongxue looked at Xu Xiaodong a little confused, and Xu Xiaodong said with his lips: "Let me ask!" Lin Dongxue nodded slightly.
As soon as Xu Xiaodong spoke, Fan Lichao choked him with these words: "Uncle, ask, did they kill me? I promise to tell you the truth!"
"I'm not an uncle..."
"You ask, if you ask, I will say for sure!"
"Okay, did you kill the people?"
"I killed it!" Fan Liqian smiled happily.
"How did you kill?"
"I have a death notebook. Whoever writes his name will die. The six of them always bully me, and even the god of death can't stand it anymore, so they gave me a death notebook."
"What death. Note?" Lin Dongxue asked in a low voice.
"It's an anime, a note that will die if you write a name on it." Xu Xiaodong explained, and then said to Fan Lifang, "Let me see the notes."
"You really want to see it, don't regret it!"
"Is there any regret, can I see the god of death by touching the notes? I wish I could see what the god of death looks like!"
Fan Liqiang chuckled and waved to the blank space beside him, "The god of death is here, it's no wonder that seeing you is not scared to death!"
Lin Dongxue felt that Fan Liqian was talking about it, but how to find a breakthrough, she thought about it, yes, the junction of the two cases, so Lin Dongxue asked, "Where do you live?"
"Jianshaping."
"It's quite far away. You have to take the subway after school every day."
"Yes... I take the subway every day."
"On the evening of May 7, you also took the subway. An incident happened at the Chenghai Road subway station that day, do you know?"
Fan Liqian was a little nervous about this well-known thing, and she stubbornly said, "Uh... three people were killed by a car, right?"
What Lin Dongxue vaguely caught, she had a vague conjecture, Fan Liqian should not be able to accomplish this kind of "task", there must be an expert behind her to help, will it be that day, she saw this Where is the expert
So when it comes to that day, she is so nervous
Although she did not have the ability to detect polygraphs with naked eyes, Lin Dongxue still leaned forward slightly, staring directly at Fan Lizhong, exerting invisible pressure, and she asked: "Fan Lizhong, I want you to take care of you after school on May 7. Things, tell me one by one."
"Sister, I said I have death. Note, why don't you believe it?"
"I didn’t say I didn’t believe it. What I asked was what you did after school on May 7th... You don’t have to say it. If you don’t say it, we will check it ourselves. If you lied and we find out, we will come again. I'm looking for you."
"..."
"You admit that you killed someone, why can't you tell me about it? Isn't it more serious than killing."
Fan Liqian made a face and deliberately pretended to be calm and calm, "I betrayed my soul to death that day."
"Really?" Lin Dongxue took out a small notebook, "Where did you see the god of death, what did the god of death look like, what did he say to you."
"The god of death is... Outside the subway station, there is a pair of big wings, flew down from the sky with a swish, and said to me, do you want death. Note..."
Fan Liqiang started to make a mess, and Lin Dongxue actually recorded it seriously, and from time to time she interrupted her to confirm a certain detail, "The god of death calls himself Luk?", "Don't you say that you can see the god of death by touching your notebook? This is in front of you. Is contradictory."
Fan Liqian was in a cold sweat when he was asked, and he could only keep circumventing his lies. Xu Xiaodong was a little dazed. Why did Lin Dongxue still record it so seriously when he knew it was fabricated? Is this a way of retreating for progress
Not too long ago, Lin Dongxue was still a rookie like herself. Since working with Chen Shi, she has become much more mature and calm, and she has also taken care of all kinds of people with ease.
This made Xu Xiaodong feel lonely at the bottom of his own while being jealous.
After spending nearly an hour, Lin Dongxue put away the full-written notebook and said, "We will verify whether what you said is true or not, and then we will come to you."
Fan Liqian's expression was embarrassing. When she was questioned, she had been waiting for the other party to be nervous, saying that all this was fake, but Lin Dongxue actually took it seriously. Is this policewoman really stupid or too smart
Fan Lizhong said perfunctorily: "Oh, you can check it out, anyway, what I said is true."
"Exchange contact information!" Lin Dongxue took out his cell phone.