007 You are the murderer!
"Go and meet Qiu Ruide." I put down the transcript and spoke lightly.
Qiu Ruide seemed much more energetic than us, and his face was full of anxiety.
But I just don’t know what he is anxious about, whether we have saved Zhang Yangrong, or whether Zhang Yangrong was killed?
The moment I saw us, Qiu Ruide seemed to be released again.
The four of us sat calmly on the chair and looked at Qiu Ruide calmly. We should have been more calm, which made Qiu Ruide a little anxious, but he didn't know what he was hindering and didn't speak.
I sat down for about five minutes, and I snatched the cigarette and opened my calmly in the ashtray.
"congratulations."
"Congratulations?" Qiu Ruide looked at me in a daze: "What are you congratulating me? Why do you want to congratulate me?"
"Zhang Yangrong was killed. As you said, when he died, he was full of money in his body and money in his stomach."
Qiu Ruide looked at us in surprise, his face full of incredible words, and his appearance was exactly the same as when we heard that Zhang Yangrong was killed.
"Isn't this the result you want?" But all this has become a show and costume in our eyes!
Qiu Ruide looked at us in a daze: "Zhang Yangrong... Zhang Yangrong... was really killed?"
"That's right, I was really killed. I was killed before twelve o'clock, and the body was transported. Do you want to go and see it yourself?" Jiang Bing looked at Qiu Ruide with a sneer.
Qiu Ruide was silent and didn't say anything. Then he suddenly thought of something and looked at me with wide eyes: "You... are you the ones who suspect I killed?"
"What do you think?" I asked back.
Qiu Ruide shouted: "Impossible! I have been staying in the police station. From No. 7 to the end, I stayed in the police station and how could I kill people? You are slandering people!"
"You know the best thing about whether you are slandering or not." Zi Yi said expressionlessly: "We do not doubt whether you killed someone. We just doubt whether the murderer was with you and conspired to kill someone together!"
"It's nonsense!" Qiu Ruide shouted loudly: "What evidence do you think I have to kill? Please give me some evidence!"
"Evidence?" I smiled and said, "Then tell me how you knew that Zhang Yangrong was going to be killed? How did you know that Zhang Yangrong had money in his body after he was killed? How did you know that Zhang Yangrong had eaten money?!"
"That's because..." Qiu Ruide wanted to blurt out, but he swallowed it halfway through his words.
"Why?" I still acted calmly and said with a faint smile: "Is it because all this is your conspiracy? Is it because you appeared in the police station because you want to cover up the truth and create an illusion for us?"
The approaching everywhere made Qiu Ruide speechless.
It’s not that he has nothing to say, but he doesn’t know how to say it!
After thousands of words, he kept repeating four words: "I didn't kill anyone...I didn't kill anyone!"
"It's too early to say whether you killed someone or not. It's okay to say it when you have specific evidence." I said seriously: "But you can't leave the police station for a while!"
"I won't leave. I want to prove that I didn't kill anyone, so I won't leave. Don't worry." Qiu Ruide said frankly.
The four of us did not continue to stay here and turned around and walked out of the interrogation room.
But just as I was about to leave, Qiu Ruide suddenly stopped me.
"I want to talk to you alone in something." Qiu Ruide told me.
I glanced at Jiang Bing and the other two, Jiang Bing nodded at me and walked out of the interrogation room. I returned to the interrogation room again. This time I was not as serious as before, but rather took a glass of water to Qiu Ruide and put it in front of me.
"If you have anything you want to say, just say it." I lit a cigarette and put it on the corner of my mouth and asked while sucking it.
Qiu Ruide hesitated for a moment and said hesitantly: "I want to know... if there was anything abnormal when Zhang Yangrong died."
"What abnormalities can happen in ordinary murders? There are no abnormalities." I said without thinking.
Qiu Ruide insisted: "No! There must be something abnormal!"
"Why are you so sure that something is abnormal?" I blew the ash and took a sip of water and asked casually.
Qiu Ruide pondered for a while and said, "I remember...I remember Zhang Yangrong was physically... physically..."
"What's wrong with the body?" When I talked about it, I suddenly felt energetic, put down the water cup and looked at him hastily.
"He has less...a thing missing."
I had no expression on my face, but I was particularly shocked. I looked back at him and said, "Is there a piece of skin missing?"
"Yes! It's just a piece of skin!" Qiu Ruide nodded with great certainty: "In my memory, I clearly remember that after he was killed, there was a piece of flesh and blood on his body, and it was clear that a piece of skin was missing! The skin was cut away!"
"Then do you remember what's on that piece of skin?" I continued to ask.
"Tattoo! Number!" Qiu Ruide blurted out. He had something to say behind him, but he didn't finish it at all, because when he spoke the words "digit", he realized something and immediately shut up.
It's a tattoo indeed!
When Zhang Haisheng said the tattoo, he definitely didn't say it casually, but... he knew before that Zhang Yangrong had a tattoo!
"You said it was a number before, do you know what it is?" I narrowed my eyes slightly and looked at Qiu Ruide.
Qiu Ruide shook his head in a hurry and said, "I don't remember, I only remember it is a line of numbers."
I nodded lightly and did not continue to ask. Before leaving, I told Qiu Ruide, "I thought of something that told me that if the murderer is not arrested for one day, you will not be allowed to leave the police station for one day. If you want to prove that you did not kill someone, then help us solve the case and prove your innocence. Otherwise, you should be able to imagine the consequences."
I have never threatened anyone, but I have to say such words to criminals like Qiu Ruide.
No, he may not be as simple as a criminal.
Jiang Bing and the other three in the next room could hear the conversation between me and Qiu Ruide clearly.
"Qiu Ruide just said that Zhang Yangrong had a tattoo on the skinned part of the body, and that tattoo was still a number." Zi Yi walked back and forth, and a serious look appeared on her face: "Zhang Haisheng also mentioned tattoos when explaining the situation, which proves that Zhang Yangrong must have a tattoo on her body, but... But Zhang Yangrong is obviously a good student, how could he have a tattoo on his body?"
Jiang Bing's hand on the table knocked slightly and said, "Zhang Haisheng avoided answering when he lifted the tattoo, which was obviously abnormal. In other words, he probably wanted to deliberately hide the tattoo."
I turned my light to the computer on the table, and I asked Zhao Jiyou to get out of the way, and then started to tinker with the computer.
"When is it that you still want to play with the computer?" Zhao Jiyou looked at me dissatisfiedly.
Ziyi should understand what I want to do. She immediately glared at Zhao Jiyou and said, "You don't have any say when solving cases and studying the case, so please shut up and sit there and watch quietly, and learn."
"I..." Zhao Jiyou retorted strongly, but he was unintentional. He had admitted that he had insufficient balance due to IQ, so he had no way to argue with Zi Yi in this regard.
After stomping his feet, Zhao Jiyou sat aside in a depressed manner and looked at us quietly.
I found that Zhao Jiyou has never laughed since Ziyi came...
I used my computer to search for several sets of tattoo pictures on the Internet, mainly focusing on the above tattoos about numbers.
The size of the number tattoo is completely casual. The number tattoos online are undoubtedly not 1314 or 521.
Ziyi saw what I was going to check, walked to me and said to me: "The wound on the inner thigh of Zhang Yangrong is seven centimeters long and three to five centimeters wide."
I looked at Zi Yi with some surprise, but I didn't expect that she had such a good memory.
"Don't look at her, she has problems here." Zhao Jiyou took advantage of the situation and never forgot to accuse Ziyi.
While speaking, Zhao Jiyou pointed to his head.
I didn't understand, Jiang Bing explained on the side: "Zi Yi is born with talent, and she has never forgotten everything she has seen since she was a child. She can remember everything she has seen once in her mind."
"Oh, you know Ziyi quite well." I smiled and sarcastically said to Zhao Jiyou.
Zhao Jiyou wanted to refute me, but was interrupted by Jiang Bing's wave of his hand.
"According to criminal psychology, if the murderer intentionally cut off the skin, it would not make any mistakes. If he cut it, he would definitely cut all the skin away in a large and low way. Of course, what is not certain is that the tattoo is very small, and the murderer cuts away a lot of it to cover up his eyes and ears."
"It's seven centimeters long and three to five centimeters wide. According to the normal size, there can only be about four to five numbers under the skin. If it's very small, it's a different matter." I let go of the mouse and rubbed my forehead and said.
Zi Yi said in confusion: "Who is there a line of numbers on Zhang Yangrong's part?"
"Zhang Yangrong lost his mother in his early years, and Zhang Haisheng and him depended on each other for life. Perhaps Zhang Haisheng would know, but Zhang Haisheng obviously avoided this topic." Jiang Bing said lightly: "And the murderer killed people not for money. Zhang Yangrong and his classmates and teachers have always had a harmonious relationship, and there is no reason to kill revenge."
"Then it is impossible for a child like Zhang Yangrong to fall in love, and there is no reason to be a love kill. Even if he is in love, the other party cannot be cruel enough to kill a seventeen-year-old child. He did this after the murder."
"Excluding them all, the murderer's purpose is very simple." Zhao Jiyou interrupted and said, "It's not obvious that you want to get that number."
"Are you stupid?" Zhao Jiyou finally interrupted once but was refuted by Zi Yi. Jiang Bing and I smiled without saying a word.
Zi Yidu walked to Zhao Jiyou and explained word by word: "Please move your brain. If the murderer gets that number, he will have another way. He may even say that he may have kidnapped Zhang Yangrong or subdued Zhang Yangrong, and then look at that number."
"Then...why is the murderer for?" Zhao Jiyou's cheeks turned red, and he was obviously embarrassed.
I frowned and said, "The murderer's purpose is probably to get that number while making it as bad as others!"
"It's reasonable to explain this, but..." Zi Yi looked at me with a difficult face.
I smiled and said, "Say whatever you want. My IQ is similar to Yuko, and I won't feel embarrassed."
Zi Yi smiled sweetly at me and said, "Zhang Haisheng intentionally avoids tattoos, which proves that Zhang Haisheng also knows about tattoos. Since the murderer is trying to prevent the tattoo from falling into the hands of others, why is Zhang Haisheng safe and sound, but Zhang Yangrong suffered an accident?"
Ziyi was completely right, and her words once again overturned our previous speculation.
The case has returned to its origin again.
We discussed the exchange for a long time but it was not satisfactory. In the end, we had to wait for Kong Zhengyang to come back.
He went to the community where the deceased lived to retrieve surveillance videos. The murderer would definitely leave clues when he sneaked into the murderer. Now it seems that he can only start from here.
After having some food casually, we sat anxiously in the conference room waiting for Kong Zhengyang.
The surveillance video can only be watched bit by bit, so it was useless to be anxious. It was just that the day of running around made me feel a little tired. I fell asleep unconsciously when I was lying on the table.
I am a person who is not sleeping in bed and can wake up easily, but this time I feel like I am sleeping very hard, and I have a strange dream during the sleeping process.
Chapter completed!