Wang Ling put on his clothes and went out while fighting with the kid.
He believed that when he saw other people, the kid would stop fighting with him.
Sure enough, when he ran out of the room, the kid Feng Xiaoqiang was not in a hurry to follow him.
Wang Ling went downstairs while thinking about the third ghost mission.
The first step is to identify the suspect.
In Wang Ling's subconscious mind, it seemed that Mrs.
Du was the most likely murderer now.
Wang Ling remembered clearly that when he first arrived, the room he originally lived in upstairs was obviously empty, but Mrs.
Du said that the room was already full.
Obviously, they don't want him to live here.
At first, Wang Ling thought that Mrs.
Du was a little angry at him for leaving without saying goodbye, but then she thought about it, if Mrs.
Du had something in her heart and killed someone or committed a crime, would it be because he was a policeman?
Just in case, if he doesn't find any clues, I don't want him to move in at all.
Wang Ling felt that this was not impossible.
If you think about it this way, then his son Liu Shan can be ruled out, because his son Liu Shan is very happy for him to come in and continue to live there, which obviously means "he has done nothing wrong and is not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door."
Also, last night, he was attracted to the courtyard on this floor because of the laughter of Feng Xiaoqiang's ghost.
Later, Liu Xiaobao also walked out.
When Liu Xiaobao said that Feng Xiaoqiang came to play with him, Mrs.
Du was most obviously frightened.
This also shows from the side that there is something wrong in her heart, which is why she was so shocked and frightened when she heard that Xiaoqiang came to play with his grandson.
Furthermore, when they came over today, Mrs.
Du tried every means to prevent them from entering.
If she had nothing in mind, why would she go to such trouble to stop them?
Finally, Mrs.
Du said that the flowers in the flower pond were carefully planted by him.
In this case, who can pull out his nails and bury his body?
I'm afraid she could think of the best possibility of being buried there.
The more Wang Ling thought about it, the more he felt that Mrs.
Du was extremely suspicious and the most likely murderer.
"But, does Mrs.
Du know how to kill?
Does she have a motive to kill?
Does she have the time to commit the crime?"
Wang Ling couldn't help but ask himself.
Everything he imagined just now was based on his experience since last night.
As for whether Old Mrs.
Du committed murder, he still had to find enough evidence to support it.
It depends on whether Old Mrs.
Du had a motive for the murder and the time when she committed the crime.
But no matter what, Wang Ling was very excited when he thought of all these doubts.
By the time Wang Ling got downstairs, two policemen had already taken Feng Huo and Licorice away from the scene.
After all, in front of their dead son, the excitement for them can be imagined.
Yang Weichen was questioning Mrs.
Du.
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Wang Ling leaned over and listened carefully.
"Hey, old lady, are there many people in your yard during the day?"
Yang Weichen stood condescendingly, looking dismissive.
At this time, Mrs.
Du was sitting on a small chair beside her, holding her little grandson Liu Xiaobao tightly in her arms, and responded very calmly: "Not many.
When you looked up, didn't you see that there were quite a few today?
There are two people on the street, and everyone is at work on weekdays, so there are only a few people there on weekends.”
"Then are you at home every day?"
Yang Weichen continued to ask.
"yes."
"Then did you find out about the corpse buried in the flower pond?"
Yang Weichen lowered his head and stared at Mrs.
Du with both eyes.
Mrs.
Du suddenly raised her head and said angrily: "Comrade police, what do you mean?
If my old lady finds out, I haven't called the police earlier.
I can't wait until now for you to come and question me."
"Then do you usually take care of the flowers and plants in the flower pond you carefully planted, such as watering them every day?"
Wang Ling couldn't help but stepped forward and interjected.
"Yes, I water it every day."
Mrs.
Du sighed softly and said leisurely, "I water it every day, that's why it was so wet when you dug it with your hands just now."
"Since you water every day, don't you find anything abnormal?"
Wang Ling asked.
Mrs.
Du raised her head again, her cloudy eyes flashed, and she sneered: "Can't you see?
My eyes are dim, Aunt Du.
Even if I water my flowers and grass every day, how can I see so well?"
Clear and detailed” "Hey, Wang Ling, what do you mean you didn't see me asking?"
Yang Weichen said impatiently, "If you are interested, then you can ask.
Come on, don't think that you can solve the case just because you found the body."
Wang Ling knew that Yang Weichen had a prejudice against him, so he didn't care about it.
However, Wang Ling suspected that Mrs.
Du was the murderer, and he wanted to ask clearly about his doubts, so he did not leave.
"Why do you really want to steal my job?"
Yang Weichen was a little annoyed when he saw that Wang Ling was extremely ignorant.
"We are all here to solve the case, why not leave it to me to ask Aunt Du," Wang Ling said nicely.
"I won't let you," Yang Weichen wanted to explode.
"Hey, what's going on?"
Mei Hexuan saw it, stepped forward and shouted.
No matter how tough Yang Weichen was backstage, he didn't dare to confront Mei Hexuan, a "stone in the pit".
He rolled his eyes and muttered: "I asked the question well, it's him who insists on getting in the way."
"Wei Chen, Xiao Wang lives here.
He is familiar with the old landlady.
Why don't we let him go and you go to the house to investigate with them."
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Mei Hexuan seemed to be arranging work and could not refuse.
Yang Weichen was very bored.
He snorted coldly, handed Wang Ling the notebook in his hand, and turned around.
Mei Hexuan lit up a cigarette again, took two puffs, and nuzzled his lips toward Wang Ling, signaling him to continue asking.
"Aunt Du, questioning is part of our routine work in solving cases.
I hope you will answer truthfully."
Wang Ling said, "I want to know why you told me that my previous house was occupied when I arrived yesterday.
Are you?
Don’t you want me to move in?
Why?”
When Mrs.
Du heard this question, she suddenly raised her head again, her face full of displeasure, and she snorted, "Why, I can rent my house to whoever I want, and let whoever I want live in it.
What's not allowed?
Why, boy, you don't want to avenge your private life, do you?"
"How is that possible?"
Wang Ling hurriedly smiled easily, "Aunt Du, you are overthinking.
I just want to know the reason."
"Does this have anything to do with Xiao Qiang's death?"
Mrs.
Du asked again.
"Aunt Du, it doesn't matter if it is related.
We will find out later."
Wang Ling explained, "However, no matter what doubts there are, as police, we have to ask clearly.
Aunt Du, please answer."
Wang Ling suppressed the smile on his face and spoke seriously, so that Mrs.
Du did not dare to answer improperly.
"I'm just angry that you left without saying a word last time."
Old Mrs.
Du said, "If my son Liu Shan hadn't tried his best to stop me and let go of my temper, I would have thrown away those crappy things of yours.
I won’t let you live here again”: