Ming Shu thought of Ling Xuzhi almost instantly.
Why did his hands tremble when he heard Sha Chun's name? Why did the technical investigator keep watching from the sidelines nervously when he obtained the information on the teachers and students of "Jianjia Bailu"
"But this issue is more complicated than what we discussed just now." Xiao Yu'an said: "If Sha Chun was murdered by homicide, with the existing clues, we can narrow the scope of investigation to Qu Xing and some people in the training class. Almost all Killing him is an expression of strong and sinful emotions. But if Sha Chun committed suicide, it is actually very contradictory."
Mingshu closed his eyes tightly, while listening to Xiao Yuan's analysis, he recalled every detail of Ling Xuzhi's words and deeds.
"For ordinary people, murder is against the law, and murder pays for life. Only a few people have the courage to kill. Whether Sha Chun wants to live or not, the person who strangled her is essentially a murderer and will eventually pay the price. This 'helper' will face double psychological pressure - murder and sentence." Xiao Yuan held a pen and tapped the end of the pen lightly on the notebook, "Under this double pressure, TA is still willing to help Sha Chun commit suicide, It can only show that Sha Chun is very important to TA, and TA is willing to take risks for Sha Chun."
Mingshu raised his head, "Since Sha Chun is extremely important, how can TA succeed? Also, whether it is important or not is mutual, especially for someone like Sha Chun who is not welcome in the workplace and whose ability is not recognized. Said. Sha Chun is important to TA, so TA is also important to Sha Chun. Once a person kills someone, even if TA is not caught, he will live in fear and fear for the rest of his life. Sha Chun died a hundred times. , but the future of this 'helper' is also ruined. Since this is a very important person to Sha Chun, will Sha Chun be so selfish?"
"This is where I said it was very contradictory. It lacked a key logical fulcrum." Xiao Yu'an shook his head. "This case now has two directions: suicide and homicide. The homicide seems to have a more convincing logic chain, but suicide..."
Mingshu waited for a while, "Brother, what do you want to say?"
Xiao Yu'an pinched his eyebrows, "If I can find a reasonable explanation for that contradiction, I'm more inclined to believe that Sha Chun planned this death by himself."
Qu Xing has two high-end residences in the city, one of which is only a 10-minute drive from Jiangnan Theater.
On the night of the incident, the monitoring of the community where the residence was located showed that Qu Xing entered the community at 10:37 and did not leave since.
But even in high-end residential buildings, its monitoring equipment is not without blind spots. If Qu Xing had known these blind spots long ago and avoided the surveillance after returning home, it would have created the illusion that he was always at home.
Mingshu let the technical detective continue to monitor.
In many homicide cases, although current surveillance cannot provide key evidence, based on past surveillance, it is sometimes possible to summarize the living habits of suspects and provide important ideas for case detection.
Surveillance is the most boring job, everyone seems to be asleep, but in fact everyone is focused on watching the video that is played multiple times.
Suddenly, Zhou Yuan pressed the pause heavily and shouted, "Come and see, is this Sha Chun?"
After refined processing, the person on the video was confirmed to be Sha Chun.
At 7:01 pm on May 29, Sha Chun came to Qu Xing's house and left two hours later. Qu Xing did not appear in the monitoring throughout the whole process, neither picking up or sending Sha Chun.
It is worth mentioning that the state of Sha Chun's two appearances in the monitoring was very different. When he came, he was relatively normal, and he was vaguely happy. When he left, he was gloomy. There was a movement of wiping the corners of his eyes with a tissue, like Very sad and hit very hard.
Happiness and gloom must be related to the person she met.
In the previous inquiry, no member of the folk music club mentioned the relationship between Qu Xing and Sha Chun, and Qu Xing himself also insisted that he was not familiar with Sha Chun.
"It seems that you and Sha Chun are not as 'unfamiliar' as you said." Mingshu turned the tablet and played the surveillance video on the night of May 29.
Qu Xing looked at the tablet, Mingshu stared at Qu Xing.
Different from most of the folks in the Chinese orchestra, Qu Xing's external temperament looks like an "artist". He was wearing a light black suit with three unbuttoned shirts and a necklace hanging from his collarbone. His hair was long by men's standards, with a black hairpin tied in a loose bun at the back of his head.
"Sha Chun has been to your house for two hours." Mingshu asked, "What are you doing for these two hours?"
After Qu Xing watched the video, he bent his lips and smiled, "Uh, of course it's the art of communication."
"What kind of art to communicate? How to communicate?" Mingshu was not affected by Qu Xing's attitude, "Since you have reached the point of communicating art at home, it is impossible for you and Sha Chun to be unfamiliar, at least I haven't seen other colleagues meet you. home to find you."
Qu Xing was still laughing, folded his hands against his chin, "I found one thing."
Mingshu said: "You said."
"Sha Chun is already dead, so no matter what I say now, you can't prove it's true or false, right?" Qu Xing raised his eyebrows, "You can only choose to believe me or not to believe me. You have already regarded me as a suspect, so you will definitely not believe what I say."
Fang Yuanhang warned sharply, "Correct your attitude!"
"Attitude? Hahaha!" Qu Xing looked at Fang Yuanhang with contempt in his eyes, "A common man like you deserves to have my attitude right?"
Mingshu said: "I do take you as a suspect, but the information between you and me is not equal. I'm not sure if you killed Sha Chun, but you must know. You are better than me in the matter of whether you killed Sha Chun. More voice, your words are more reliable than my guess. And, you are not the only suspect. Why do you think, I will not believe you?"
When Mingshu said these words, Fang Yuanhang exclaimed inwardly, Qu Xing was also stunned for a moment, the arrogant contempt on his face subsided slightly.
"I don't think I know much from you, only—why did Sha Chun go to your house? What do you think of her." Mingshu said, "Look, this is an interrogation room, not an interrogation room. I don't have any. Take you to the interrogation room, because before making a judgment, I want to hear your explanation again."
Qu Xing looked at Mingshu suspiciously, probably thinking that the policeman was not the same as he imagined.
Mingshu didn't urge him until he finally changed his sitting position, put his hands on the table, and said, "Have you thought about it?"
"I asked Sha Chun to come to my house." Qu Xing said, "She plays too badly. The so-called 'hard work' is actually useless. I can't stand it any longer."
Mingshu asked, "Are you going to guide her?"
"You mortals like to use 'hard work' to advertise themselves. You don't have talent, and you don't work hard in the right direction. Isn't that a waste of effort?" Qu Xing sneered, "Sha Chun is such a person. I wanted to guide me on a whim that day. She was so happy when she called her, what a fool."
"You're just on a whim?"
"Believe it or not."
Mingshu said: "Okay, I believe it for now. How did you communicate that day?"
"Tsk, it strengthened my mind - Sha Chun is really a piece of shit." Qu Xing scratched his hair irritably, "I shouldn't be guiding her."
"You reprimanded her?"
"Reprimand? No, I just told her kindly that there is no need for her to make meaningless efforts."
Mingshu asked: "After that, do you still have any interaction?"
Qu Xing shook his head, "She has no face to talk to me anymore."
Mingshu asked again: "After the performance on Saturday, you didn't ask Sha Chun to talk again?"
"Why should I ask her out?" Qu Xing frowned suddenly, "Do you think I tricked Sha Chun into the performing arts group in the name of communication, and then killed him?"
Mingshu didn't answer, but stared at Qu Xing's eyes.
For a moment, Qu Xing sneered, "Didn't you say that you don't want to know much from me? But you have too many questions. If you suspect that I killed Sha Chun, then go check it out. If you can prove it was me, then Just sentence me, it can't prove... Well, it can only mean that you are too stupid, just as stupid as Sha Chun."
"This person's attitude is too arrogant!" Fang Yuanhang said from the interrogation room, "Did he rely on us to find no evidence? When I saw him, I thought of Hou Cheng. The evidence of Hou Cheng's crime was also captured. Did we find it?"
Yi Fei watched the whole process of the questioning on the monitor, "I think Qu Xing's suspicion is even greater now. A arrogant person like him can do things that normal people think are incredible."
"If Qu Xing is not the murderer, he can explain it seriously, instead of holding a broken jar and breaking the attitude like he is now, which will not do him any good. 'If it can be proved that it is me, then sentence me to prison. If it cannot be proved, then It means that you are too stupid', this kind of words has basically made him a murderer." Mingshu changed the subject, "But you also said that such an arrogant person can do things that normal people think is unbelievable. ."
Yi Fei frowned, "He's playing with us?"
"I can't rule out this possibility." Ming Shu asked Fang Yuanhang for a bottle of iced honey tea and drank most of it in one breath, "This kind of person is very troublesome, and you can't analyze him with any conventional thinking, maybe the starting point of all his actions. It's all 'on a whim' and 'fun'. It was a whim to ask Sha Chun to go to his house in May. Now that we know that we regard him as a key suspect, we dragged us to play. It's hard to say that it wasn't another whim of his."
Fang Yuanhang disagreed, "But he does have suspicions."
"That's right, he's suspicious, we have to spend time on him." Mingshu paused for a while, "The investigation against Qu Xing can't be relaxed, if he's not the murderer..."
Yi Fei smiled bitterly, "Then treat it as a waste of our efforts."
While investigating Qu Xing, the serious crime team's investigation of "Jianjia Bailu" is also in progress. Mingshu paid special attention to Ling Xuzhi, and some surveillance images overturned Shi Hanshan's statement that "Ling Xuzhi and Sha Chun did not intersect".
The teaching of calligraphy and Chinese painting are conducted in the living room, and only the teaching of musical instruments has a separate classroom. Sha Chun must pass through the living room when entering and leaving. As long as Sha Chun appears, Ling Xuzhi will stop and follow Sha Chun.
Because of the different class time, Ling Xuyi can only meet Sha Chun on Tuesday or Saturday. Surveillance and calligraphy students confirmed that Ling Xuzhi took the initiative to speak with Sha Chun.
Ling Xuzhi is studying at the Dongye Academy of Fine Arts. The payment records show that in May this year, he purchased tickets for nine consecutive folk music performances by the Performing Arts Group.
"These nine performances, at the price you choose, each cost more than 660 yuan, and the nine performances are close to 7,000 yuan. For you, a student, this is a lot of money, right?" Mingshu said: "Ling Xuzhi, you are not going to listen to music, you are going to see Sha Chun."
"You are talking nonsense!" Ling Xu's chin and neck were almost stiff, and his facial muscles were shaking like spasms. Just as he was brought to the inquiry room, there were obvious sweat marks on his armpits and chest.
He is not tall, wearing a low-quality shirt that easily perspires, his skin is fair, and his whole person looks cramped from appearance to temperament.
Qu Xing was sitting in this position before. Compared with Qu Xing, Ling Xuzhi was too nervous, every subtle movement seemed to tell the police - I am the murderer, I am very sorry, I am very scared!
"Your family is not wealthy and you apply for bursary every year. Before you came to work at 'Jianjia Bailu', you have been working part-time in a similar training institution. Your classmates and teachers said that you are very frugal, and this is from the way you dress. I can see it." Mingshu put his hands together, leaned forward, and looked at Ling Xuzhi with a sense of oppression, "The only time you splurge is to spend 7,000 yuan to watch nine almost identical folk music performances. Lost the money you've worked so hard to save by doing part-time jobs."
Ling Xuzhi's pupils contracted, and he had already begun to tremble.
"Before that, you weren't very interested in folk music. When you first started working at 'Jianjia Bailu' in March, Shi Hanshan got a few tickets for folk music performances and gave them to you part-time teachers as benefits. After you get them What did you do?" Ming Shu seemed to ask.
Ling Xuzhi couldn't look at Mingshu, looked away, his lips twitched.
"You sold it." Mingshu said, "How do you explain that after just over a month, you paid for yourself and watched nine folk music performances?"
After a moment of silence, Mingshu said: "Because in April, Sha Chun came to 'Jianjia Bailu'. You admire her and want to see her on stage. After watching one scene, you are even more fascinated by her. Out of control."
"No, no!" Ling Xuzhi shook his head frantically, "It's not what you think!"
Mingshu asked back, "What do I think?"
Ling Xuzhi's eyes were red, and the tendons on his neck seemed to protrude violently.
Mingshu asked, "You watched nine Sha Chun performances, does Sha Chun know?"
Ling Xuzhi shook his head at first, and then nodded in panic.
"No, Sha Chun doesn't know." Mingshu said, "Sha Chun doesn't know that someone is willing to watch nine performances for her, nor that you admire her. What you do has always been in a place where she doesn't notice. Watch her silently and admire her. Let me guess why."
"Don't say it!" Ling Xuzhi suddenly shouted, "You don't understand at all!"
Mingshu nodded, "I don't understand, so what do you say?"
Ling Xuzhi was silent again.
"You have low self-esteem, you feel that you are not qualified to pursue Sha Chun, and you feel that once you confess, Sha Chun will definitely reject you." Mingshu said: "Every time you meet in 'Jianjia Bailu', you will try to talk to Sha Chun, But these words are greetings at the colleague level.”
Ling Xuzhi's hands were clenched under the table, and the sweat stains on the inferior shirt became thicker.
"The more you yearn for Sha Chun, the more you think you are not worthy of Sha Chun. She is a dazzling goddess on the stage, with a decent and stable job and her own house, and you are just a poor student who needs to apply for financial aid." Mingshu's speech speed became faster, and his eyes became sharp, "Suddenly you understand, with the difference between you, you can't have Sha Chun! But you can't accept Sha Chun being owned by others, you think of a way - use death Come and completely take Sha Chun as your own!"
"No!" Ling Xuzhi shouted: "It's not me! I didn't kill Sha Chun! You framed good people!"
Mingshu slid his fingers on the tablet, and every screen was Sha Chun.
The field staff found a box under the bed in Ling Xuzhi's dormitory, which contained the printed photos. The protagonist was all Sha Chun. From the perspective, they were all candid shots. From the street view, Ling Xuzhi was in the sand several times. Spring follows closely on the way to and from get off work.
In addition, there are many sketches of Sha Chun in Ling Xuzhi's studio.
Ling Xuzhi has excellent professional grades. He is good at writing and painting. The "Sha Chun" he wrote with his pen seems to have life, like a flower growing vigorously in the spring breeze.
"You can refute me." Mingshu spread his hands, "explain again, why were you so nervous when I mentioned Sha Chun in 'Jianjia Bailu' for the first time?"
"I just stalked her!" Ling Xuzhi trembled: "The worst thing I've ever done is stalking! I never harassed her, didn't let her know that I like her, how could I hurt her?"
Mingshu shook his head, "There is no necessary connection between the two."
After a while, Mingshu asked, "Where were you on Saturday night?"
"I'm learning… "
"You are not in 'Jianjia Bailu', nor in the Academy of Fine Arts." Mingshu interrupted, "I have verified this, don't bother lying."
Ling Xuzhi swallowed the word "school" that had not yet been exported, and said after a long time, "I am near the Jiangnan Theater."
"I know the Chinese Orchestra has performances, but they don't sell tickets. I want to see Sha Chun." Ling Xuzhi said hesitantly, "But from the time the Chinese Orchestra arrived to the time of departure, I didn't see Sha Chun."
"Then what?" Mingshu asked.
"I'm in a bad mood and haven't gone back to school for the time being."
"You always have somewhere to go."
"I just took a walk for a while..."
Mingshu frowned, "You haven't explained why you were nervous when I mentioned Sha Chun."
"I thought Sha Chun knew that I was following her, so I called the police and asked you to investigate!" Ling Xuzhi's red eyes suddenly burst into tears, "I only found out later that Sha Chun was killed!"
After saying this, Ling Xuzhi covered his face tightly and cried in the inquiry room.
At the same time, Xiao Yuan got a piece of news on the intranet. In June this year, the police from the Hulin Police Station in Dongcheng District went to "Jianjia Bailu" to investigate a disappearance case.
The man in the case is Wu Zhen, 40 years old. He studied at "Jianjia Bailu" from April to May, and then left because he was dissatisfied with the course.
The police did not seem to believe that "Jianjia Bailu" was related to Wu Zhen's disappearance, and it was only a routine matter to go to investigate.
The disappearance case has not yet been solved.