Guo Yue's words continued: "The deceased showed us the murderer's hatred for him and the murderer's cruelty, so we can draw the conclusion that, first, the murderer must be a man of considerable strength or a woman of great strength, and second, The murderer is most likely a chef-related person."
Nangong Yiyi quickly recalled Guo Yue's words in her mind. She actually still couldn't figure out why Guo Yue could come to these conclusions, but she had a feeling that Guo Yue's statement must be right. This is what is really called letting the corpse Speak.
"Then we should tell the detective these things quickly."
Guo Yue smiled again: "Girl, I know you and Captain Ai are in a relationship, but obviously you need to know more about him. He can think of everything I can think of, and he can also think of things I can't think of."
Because after listening to Guo Yue's words, Nangong Yiyi had infinite respect for him. Now when she heard Guo Yue say this about Ivan, she suddenly felt a sense of strangeness towards Ivan, but this strangeness It made her feel warm, sweet and proud.
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On the other side, Ivan and others rushed to ****'s son's school, which was in the next city and only four hours' drive away.
"Are you Wang Ming?"
A handsome boy with neat short hair and a white basketball uniform was brought to Ivan and others.
"Yes, I am."
"We are the police and we want to talk to you about some situations."
Wang Ming looked back at his teammates on the basketball court behind him and nodded: "Okay, I'll tell my classmates and I'll be here right away."
Although Wang Ming is a person of interest in this case, he is not a suspect in this case. Ai Fan and others found an empty and relatively remote classroom to talk to Wang Ming.
"Is your mother a ****?"
"yes."
"How long has it been since you last contacted your mother?"
Wang Ming frowned: "How long?... Well... I gave her a call last Tuesday, I guess."
"What did you say?"
"Say I have no money and ask her to bring me some living expenses."
"Did she hit you?"
"beated."
"How many shots?"
"Hit a thousand and two."
"You never contacted her again?"
"No, my relationship with my mother is not very good. I usually only go to her when I need money."
A criminal policeman who came with Ivan took out a photo from the bag: "Do you know the person in the photo?"
This photo is that of Zhao Chenggang, the victim. Wang Ming looked at it and shook his head: "I don't know, comrade police, what's wrong?"
"It's okay. I want to find out some information from you. I hope you will cooperate. Where were you the day before yesterday? What did you do?"
"The day before yesterday? I was with my girlfriend. On weekends, I was always at her house."
"Never went out?"
"No!"
"Is there anyone who can prove it?"
"Human?...Only my girlfriend."
The person in charge of questioning was a detective under Ivan. From beginning to end, Ivan never said a word. When they finished asking, Ivan put out the cigarette in his hand: "The clothes are good."
Such a nonsensical sentence stunned Wang Ming and the detective who came with him.
Wang Ming smiled sheepishly: "It was a gift from my girlfriend."
After Wang Ming left, a criminal policeman asked Ivan: "Brother Fan, do you think there is any problem?"