The comment area in the live broadcast room became chaotic, and netizens paid attention to all kinds of strange things, and there were people who talked about any topic.
The administrators of Sanyao did not dare to slack off, and kept clicking to refresh, reviewing the content of comments, so as to ensure that the wind direction was correct, and no radicals took the opportunity to bring malicious rhythms.
Incidents such as unjust cases are hot spots of controversy in themselves, and the most difficult to judge is the attribution of responsibility, which can easily lead to sensitive topics.
"Seriously, if it wasn't for God's perspective, I would think the same as the police.
There are so many coincidences that I can't believe Fan Huai's testimony. "
"So the public security system is in great need of all kinds of professionals.
They have great social responsibility, high work risk and mental stress.
Those who engage in public security work but fish in troubled waters are really harming others and themselves. "
"If it was Qiongqiang who hosted this case..."
"Don't think about it, there are only a few firmaments in the world?"
"Appeared, it seems to be very simple, but in fact, I don't have a series of numbers in my heart."
"No, Fan Huai's hand seems to know it's not easy!"
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Qiongcang and others sat in the conference room again and began to formulate a new investigation plan.
Once you change your perspective, the whole case becomes completely different.
There is a feeling of finding flowers in the fog, and it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false.
This time, in the process of analysis, everyone took a little hesitation and caution, and was no longer as bold as before.
To be precise, their clues so far are all based on speculation.
All the witnesses that were actually obtained could only point the murderer to Ning Dongdong, and this assumption was temporarily overturned.
According to Qiong Cang's suggestion, everyone tried to sort out the known information and figure out the context of the case again.
"The murderer knew what clothes Ning Dongdong was wearing, that is to say, he had been following Ning Dongdong for a while, and he had made perfect preparations.
He also knew that Ning Dongdong was going to meet Liu Lu today. "
Qiong stood behind the chair, with both hands on the back of the chair, and swept over the faces of everyone with a slightly higher gaze.
She lowered her head, her whitish fingertips clasped on the dark mahogany, and said in a hurry, "Ning Dongdong was wearing school pants that day, and the loose hoodie was also very ordinary, it was the same age. Clothes that people often wear.
At the time of the incident, the lights were dim, the distance was too far, and it was raining heavily, so passersby might not be able to see clearly.
Similar figures, similar colors, similar styles, and certain psychological cues will make them subconsciously think that the murderer is wearing the same clothes as Ning Dongdong. "
Everyone was stunned, surprised by Qiong's various bold and unconventional ideas.
"In other words, the murderer doesn't necessarily wear the exact same clothes as Ning Dongdong?"
"I mean, maybe.
It takes time to find the same clothes, but similar ones are easy.
The murderer didn't inherit Ning Dongdong's wardrobe, how could he be sure that Ning Dongdong would definitely wear that hoodie on this day
What if he wears a new dress on a whim? "
Every pause in the sky is just right, with an inexplicable power, soothing everyone's originally impatient mood.
"There is no need for us to imagine the killer's ability to be too superb, so it is easy to fall into their thinking and be lured into the rhythm of the other party.
When there is a contradiction between the testimony and the logic, the authenticity of the evidence should be confirmed again. "
Qionggong turned to the left, raised his finger to a young man, and asked, "Has any witnesses clearly stated that they saw Ning Dongdong?"
The young man nodded first, and to be on the safe side, he turned over the notes.
"Have.
A businessman named Ding Tao saw Ning Dongdong near the intersection.
He described Ning Dongdong's outfit more clearly, including the capital letters on the front of each other's clothes.
We showed him the photo, and he nodded to confirm, pointing out Ning Dongdong immediately. "
"There was also a student named Wu Ming, who saw Ning Dongdong come out of the alley and found a schoolbag pendant on the ground.
It has been confirmed that the pendant does belong to Ning Dongdong. "
Therefore, the testimony of the two people is very credible.
A clear and tired voice followed.
"We have preliminarily investigated the relationship between several witnesses. Their living backgrounds and social environments are completely different, and they don't even know each other. They are passersby who met by chance.
There is no social overlap with the deceased, or Ning Dongdong.
Therefore, we have previously judged that the confessions of several people are true and credible. "
The speaker pressed his thumb to his temple, his eyebrows deeply tangled with a headache.
He raised his head and looked at the sky, puzzled: "If they gave perjury, how did the murderer bring them together
Is the murderer targeting Ning Dongdong or Liu Lu? "
Qiong stepped on the black lines on the edge of the tiles, pacing the room, and everyone's eyes followed her and turned together.
"Generally speaking, on a rainy night, it's difficult to remember the other person's clothes and appearance just because of a chance to pass by, unless his memory is amazing.
I am more inclined that they were told to make such testimony.
If you ask more details and be more aggressive, you may be able to find some clues from their responses. "
When they questioned the confession before, they did take it lightly, and they didn't have any doubts about the several witnesses, so they didn't make any more attempts.
It now seems that if Qiong's view is correct, then they are also one of the suspects in this case.
"Liu Lu."
Qiong stopped and said with certainty, "Remember our previous assumption
The murderer was someone Liu Lu knew.
Liu Lu is a social reporter. She may offend many people, so let's start with the most basic social relations. "
Qiong Cang leaned forward and tapped with his fingers on the table. The young man who was taking a quick record immediately raised his head and looked at her nervously.
Qiong Cang said: "Go and look up the surveillance records of the day, from intersections, merchants, and banks.
I suspect that that day, the murderer actually followed behind Liu Lu.
When the two met, they quietly hid in the dark.
The location of the incident was not monitored, so I went to the front to find it.
Completely investigate Liu Lu's whereabouts that day. "
The young man hurriedly responded: "Yes."
Qionggong faced everyone again, and ordered in an orderly manner: "Go and ask the relevant witnesses again, and ask them to explain all the details.
Have something to tell me. "
"it is good!"
"What about Ning Dongdong?"
"Let it go."
Qiong Cang's expression seemed to be laughing, but the smile was gloomy, and it made one's heart panic.
"Tell them a few Ning Dongdongs have been released and see how they react."
Everyone made a gesture, and said with a bit of wickedness: "Understood!"
Qiongcang raised his hand gently: "Go."
Everyone took the task and prepared to leave. A little brother in a yellow and blue takeaway suit came over with a big bag, stood at the door and asked loudly, "Is the takeaway here?"
The police officers who were cleaning up the table raised their heads in unison, first looking at the delivery boy, then turning around with the leader, looking at the sky like an old mother, and calling out with tears: "Captain! "
"My mine."
He Jueyun raised his hand to claim it, and stunned at the gang of hungry wolves, "I ordered it for your captain.
Just do what you should be busy with, don't think too much about it, ah. "
Everyone's heartache suddenly felt like a twist, and all the disappointing expectations turned into indignation and shot at He Jueyun.
"This traitor!" was clearly written in the faintly glowing eyes.
, "Sell out, stinky shameless!"
, "Actually, this man is too dark to follow the unspoken rules in the state organs!"
such condemnation.
He Jueyun: "..." In Sanyao's world, shouldn't he be like a king
Who the hell made these stupid NPCs
Are you carrying private goods
Under the scorching gaze of a group of public servants, the delivery boy showed the highest level of service in his life, carefully stepped forward to arrange the dishes, and then withdrew with one bow and two bows just like the imperial father-in-law.
He Jueyun couldn't bear to see it, and gave him a good review.
Not long after, Fan Huai, who was released, also came over and sat down at their table.
The three gathered around the large table in the conference room, closed the door, and quietly ate dinner inside.
Netizens are sour.
In order not to waste their energy, programmers deliberately made the appearance of food extremely delicate.
The camera kept sweeping across the dinner plate, and the white smoke that rose up hooked out the souls of the social animals who were working.
"I vaguely remember that Brother Q criticized this kind of behavior of eating in the copy.
Huh - look up and down"
"What makes a man go down the path of double standards
Is it beauty
Is it money
Is it love
No, it's shameless. "
"Let me see what dishes are there... Spicy crayfish, charcoal-grilled steak, is that steamed eastern star spot a bit too much!"
"I seem to know something.
Lick the dog to the end, everything.
thoughtful"
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The three of them gathered together smoothly, without the sense of urgency facing the dungeon at all. The relaxed atmosphere could even be refilled with a glass of wine.
Fan Huai took a few bites and asked, "Can you show me the information?"
Qiong Qi casually handed over the notebook beside him.
Fan Huai stood the book in both hands, and in the standard reading posture of a primary school student, he carefully scanned the content, and then said, "There are few things."
Qionggong put down his chopsticks and asked, "What?"
"Notebook and voice recorder."
Fan Huai's eyes stopped on the record of the deceased's relics, and he gestured with his finger, "Liu Lu's professional habit, wherever she goes, she always carries a voice recorder and a black palm-sized notebook.
She was listening to the tape recorder when I saw her that night.
It looks like a normal pen.
Did you check it out? "
Qiongcang took the book back and confirmed the contents, the half-closed eyes flashed darkly, and the opening was still calm.
"What does a voice recorder look like?"
Fan Huai couldn't remember clearly, after all, it was too long ago.
"Liu Lu has been using a black voice recorder, right
But it was accidentally hit by me, so I lost one to her.
I bought the pink one with a clip on the side and a green leaf on the top that swayed like a small spring, it didn't look like a voice recorder…”
Qiong quickly turned the pages of the book, took out a photo from it, and pushed it on the table.
Inside are all the items found from Liu Lu.
Fan Huai glanced at it and said with certainty, "No."