Live At The Murder Scene

Chapter 134: Fanwai·Fan Huai 06

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Qionggong flipped the notebook in front of him, looking up at Wanzhang from time to time.

The two sides have been at this standoff for more than two hours.

Going to the back, Wan Zhang couldn't help showing some joy on his face.

He put his hands on the table and folded his fingers constantly, waiting for the moment he walked out of the Public Security Bureau.

Soon, it should be soon.

The men had no evidence and could only detain him for a maximum of twenty-four hours.

Wan Zhang licked his lips.

The prolonged anxiety made his mouth dry.

Qiong Cang took the initiative to ask, "Do you want to drink water?"

Wan Zhang moved his neck and staggered his gaze from the sky.

Qiong Cang smiled indifferently: "You think I'm fighting against your willpower

No, I'm just idle and bored, watching you and waiting for someone by the way. "

Wan Zhang didn't answer, and kneaded his shoulders with his hands.

Not long after, Qiong's cell phone rang.

The sound of the vibration was especially abrupt in the quiet room, causing Wan Zhang's already tense reason to tremble slightly.

Qiong Cang clearly saw the caller and gave the person on the opposite side a meaningful glance.

A low male voice sounded opposite, the background sound was very quiet, it should be in a corner with no one.

"Captain, we found Liu Lu's work station, and we also read the information and articles she left on the desktop, and after comparing it with the person in charge of their company, we found that there are some discrepancies.

So we asked technicians to investigate Liu Lu's computer usage records, and found that on the morning of September 22, several files had been deleted from Liu Lu's computer, and the traces had also been modified. "

When the other side was reporting, Qiong Qiong's eyes kept staring at Wan Zhang with a smile that was not a smile.

When Wan Zhang heard the content related to him, his breathing became a little heavier, but he still gritted his teeth and did not let himself show too much abnormality.

He just kept reciting the words "no evidence" in his heart to keep himself calm enough.

The youth continued to add: "In addition, their editor-in-chief said that Liu Lu had hinted to him a while ago that Wanzhang was taking bribes and writing fake articles for others.

Since there is no evidence and the influence of the company is not good, the editor-in-chief talked to Wan Zhang and dealt with the matter in a low-key manner.

As for whether Liu Lu continued to investigate and offended Wanzhang, he could not be sure. "

Qiong Cang put his hands on his chin and said with great interest, "Did you hear that?"

Wan Zhang was out of his mind for a while, and only when he heard the voice did he notice her presence again, his lower eyelashes were half-twitched, like a dead person, unresponsive.

Qiongcang hung up the phone and did not take the opportunity to issue an aggressive interrogation to Wan Zhang.

She stroked the screen a few times with her fingers, then picked a number and dialed it.

A very earthy color bell with the flavor of the times reverberated in the air, and it finally ended after it rang tormentingly twice.

"Hello, Captain?"

Qiong Cang asked, "How are you over there?"

"Oh! I got something, I was going to tell you later."

The young man said with great anger, "Ding Tao has already admitted that he has perjured.

That night, he was so drunk that he did appear on the street, but he didn't see anything.

Wu Ming is still stubbornly resisting, saying that he must have admitted the wrong person.

There is also a woman who has been prevaricates us and refuses to accept our questioning on the pretext that her child is sick.

At present, it is very likely that these three people colluded, and we are going to apply to investigate their communication records to see if they have a common contact. "

Qiong Cang said succinctly: "Okay, I understand."

Wan Zhang was a little restless.

He coughed and cleared his throat, swallowing hard.

Qiongcang smiled at him and said, "Do you think that you can escape from life if you do it perfectly

Sadly, as long as you've done it, it's bound to leave traces.

The more casual you are, the more likely you are exposed. "

She said patiently, as if she was teasing her prey and amusing her boring life: "Guess me, who will the next call be?"

Wan Zhang raised his head, expressing his indifference.

Qiong Cang smiled, hugged his chest with both hands, leaned back on the back of the chair, and said arrogantly: "Actually, you left a big loophole, or you don't know much about the HY community, so you made a mistake. Big mistake."

"On that day, you killed Liu Lu, took her notebook and voice recorder from her, and found a place to destroy them.

You think, these two things are the last proof.

As long as you can ensure that the murder weapon, clothing, and voice recorder are cleaned up, no one can prove that the murderer of the day is you.

In addition, you have three accomplices to help you divert the attention of the police, you are safe... Guess for yourself in this process, where did you make a mistake. "

Wan Zhang's eyes dodged, although he did not respond positively to the sky, but from the details, he was really thinking about this issue.

Qiong Cang's eyes were as bright as torches, and fell on his face in an instant, as if to peel off the mask on his face.

Her voice became cold, like the mournful evening wind in an autumn night: "Is that pink recording pen cute

It was actually given to Liu Lu by Ning Dongdong..."

I don't know what was mentioned, but Wan Zhang's pupils trembled obviously, and his expression flashed unnaturally for a moment.

He tried his best to hide it, and the next second he raised his hand and wiped his face.

Qiong Cang paused, and after thinking about it, he said tentatively, "You took Liu Lu's voice recorder."

She didn't miss the changes in every line on Wan Zhang's face: "...it's a pink voice recorder."

Wan Zhang responded quickly, he clapped the table and shouted, "Are you cheating me

! "

Qiong Cang speeded up his speech and said quickly in a clear and loud voice: "You are her colleague, I know that she habitually brings a voice recorder when she goes out.

You're afraid she'll leave a bad message at work, so you take things away.

But you don't know, Liu Lu's original recording tool is broken—"

Wan Zhang's lips trembled, avoiding her visit and looking up at the ceiling.

"You don't know that her pen is broken. The one she's using now is actually the one that Ning Dongdong gave her! So what you took away was an old tool that Liu Lu brought with you and didn't have time to throw it away."

Qiong Cang's words were strong, "But the lost voice recorder was not found at the scene, it was your accomplice who took it without telling you.

Your relationship with them is not strong. "

Wan Zhang roared loudly, "I don't know what you're talking about!"

Qiongcang quickly called back the call just now, and shouted as soon as the ringing ended: "A witness took important evidence from the scene!"

Wan Zhang stood up with red eyes.

"A pink voice recorder..." The testimony of the three people flashed through Qiong Cang's mind, and he concluded, "It's the woman, the woman with the child.

Find her now! "

"understood!"

The heavy breathing sounds of the three people intertwined with each other, just like the arrow from the string stopped abruptly in the first second. It only took less than a second for Wan Zhang's leg muscles to relax.

At the last moment, the remaining reason grabbed him and let him sit down again.

And the last peace among the people was covered with only a piece of tissue paper.

Qionggong put down the phone and waited for the result.

Time started to stretch out from this moment, and for Wan Zhang, every second was like walking on the tip of a knife, and it was extremely tormented.

His mind struggled between self-comfort and panic, almost tearing him apart.

When the vibration sounded again, Wan Zhang jumped violently like a live fish on a chopping board.

"team leader."

The young man on the opposite side had a calm tone and pulled the phone away.

The sound of rustling electricity came from the speaker, followed by a slightly indistinct female voice.

"…Wan Zhang, why are you

What are you doing here? "

"Come closer, I have something to tell you."

"No, are you following me

I'm telling you, if you continue like this, I'm not welcome to you... uh—you're crazy—"

The screeching became less and less, and was soon covered by the rain.

The short dialogue frankly reproduces the last scene of Liu Lu's death, plus the previous recordings that can prove the time, this is the most irrefutable and irrefutable evidence.

Wan Zhang let out a deep breath, and at the moment when the recording was played, the last trace of blood on his face finally faded away.

Officers rushed in from outside, held him down with both hands, and handcuffed him.

Wan Zhang originally wanted to struggle and resist, but when he moved his fingers, he realized that he had collapsed all over and couldn't raise any strength.

His back was wet with cold sweat even before he noticed it.

Qiong Cang closed her eyes and felt something flowing from her heart.

She asked softly, "Where's Ning Dongdong?"

"Oh, he just came home.

Seeing that it was getting late, I agreed with him to go back. "

·

When Fan Huai walked to the door of his house, he hesitated.

He looked at the faded Spring Festival couplets on both sides of the door, raised his hand and pressed the doorbell.

At this time, the family was still peaceful, and even the flowerpots at the door revealed warmth.

He couldn't bear to break such warmth.

After a minute or two, there was no sound inside.

Fan Huai took two steps back, thinking that Sanyao didn't build the model here.

He lowered his head and smiled bitterly, unable to tell whether he was more relaxed or more regretful, just as he was about to turn to leave, he saw a figure emerge from the corner of the stairs.

Fan Huai looked at the familiar face, and his feet were frozen in place, and he didn't have time to hide the surprise on his face.

It was Jiang Ling's face and Jiang Ling's voice.

She smiled at him with a loving light on her still young face, and said the most common words as usual.

"I'm home."

Fan Huai's nostrils were instantly sour, and the words were so choked that he was speechless.

It took him a long time to find his voice, and he replied in a muffled voice, "Well, I'm back."

Jiang Ling came up and held his hand, wrapping it in his palm with a long-lost warmth.

She took out the key and opened the door of the house.

"Why don't you go in

Where did you go

I've been looking for you for a long time..."

The camera did not capture her face. The moment the security door was pushed open, the game screen turned black, all the murmurs disappeared, and only the words "Dungeon Clear" remained in the middle of the screen, indicating that everything was over. .