Before Nangong Yiyi had time to think about anything, she heard Ai Fan say: "There were no signs of fighting at the scene, and the body was buried in the innermost room. According to the reporter, when he arrived at the victim's house, the door to the room was open. There is no lock, how could someone who is so considerate that he would even take away a bottle of wine forget to lock the door?”
Something seemed to be unlocked in Nangong Yiyi's heart. Following her intuition, she said: "And even if Zhang Wen drank too much, the fact that he could return to his home means that he was not completely drunk to death, so he was Even if the tracking is not discovered for a while, you will definitely find it when you get home, and the lack of traces of a fight can only mean that Zhang Wen knows this person and is not wary of him?"
"Yes, and the murderer's thinking only seemed to be careful. He took away all the valuable things at the scene to make it look like a burglary and murder. Then the problem comes. The lockers in the deceased's home are all concentrated at the door. On one side, that is to say, if the deceased was killed when the murderer was found stealing something, then the body should be near the door, not at the current burial ground, which is too far."
Listening to Ivan's words, Nangong Yiyi suddenly thought of something and said: "Have you noticed this a long time ago?"
The corners of Ivan's mouth raised slightly: "I thought about it, but your inspection allowed me to completely narrow down the scope."
"Then why did you ask Li Mingtao and the others to bring the suspect over? According to what you just said, the existing suspects and the victims are the kind who have never interacted with each other until death. According to your analysis, this is contradictory. "
"Although I have narrowed down the scope and can determine the characteristics of the murderer, I still don't know who the murderer is. Sometimes, smoke bombs are also needed."
Ivan's face showed ridicule of the murderer and confidence in himself. These two smiles were intertwined, making Ivan so dazzling that it seemed as if the entire conference room was lit up by him.
Nangong Yiyi's heart trembled when she thought of his trust in her at the scene, and she said the words before she could think of them: "Ivan, you believed in me so much at that time, was it because you already had your own judgment?"
"Yes, not entirely. I believe you, but I also have judgment."
As he spoke, Ivan reached out and tapped one of the photos on the whiteboard.
"What's wrong with this?"
"Although there were many wounds on the body and there was a lot of blood, they were too shallow compared to the wounds that could cause death."
Nangong Yiyi was startled. She also discovered this later, but she didn't notice it at all at the time. She just knew that these wounds were caused after death. As for what Ivan said, she really didn't pay attention. arrive.
Looking at the man beside her, Nangong Yiyi suddenly felt a strong sense of security in her heart. It seemed that with Ivan like this, no danger would come close to her, because he was so keen and so powerful.
Nangong Yiyi's heart blossomed, but she said: "Although I think what you said is right and logical, there is always a chance in everything, can't it be so absolute?"
I thought Ivan would say something like "Of course my judgment is not wrong."
But I heard him speak calmly: "Of course there are contingencies. Nothing is absolute, but what we are looking for first is the greatest possibility."