Officer An said: "Two months, two months' salary is 20,000 black fat man's salary is 10,000 yuan a month, and besides, you have also seen him, do you think he is murderous material?"
I shook my head, although the black fat man looked strong and stunned, he was actually very timid, and he also said that before deciding to accept the 20,000 yuan, he also confirmed with the mysterious "employer" that he was sure that he would not hurt Xiaoxue, so he was willing to do it.
This shows that he doesn't have to earn that money, but he must be the kind of "cheap and don't take advantage of the bastard" mentality, and he feels that he must do it if he drives this 100-meter top for two months.
He wouldn't kill his fellow countryman for 20,000 yuan, and a person like the black fat man would never kill someone if he hadn't been driven to a dead end by others, so it wouldn't be him.
"Could it be that the person who gave money to the black fat man, thinking that Lao Jiu would obstruct and not cooperate, and he was afraid that he would call the police or something, so he would kill him."
I asked.
Officer An smiled, "Qiangzi, don't be in such a hurry to make a conclusion, first consider whether it is reasonable."
With his reminder, I also realized that such speculation was incorrect.
Again, people will not easily embark on the road of killing people, because it is too troublesome, to kill the other party without leaving a trace, and to dispose of the body.
Instead of being so troublesome, it is better to change to a reliable person to help you complete the task.
Anyway, if I were that gangster, if it was so troublesome to find the black fat man and Lao Jiu, I would simply try to change someone, and then I couldn't rent a car, there were too many ways, there was no need to hang myself from a tree, just because Lao Jiu rejected me and killed someone.
When I was at the police station, Lao Jiu I saw also explained to the black fat man, saying that they also had a last resort to help people do such things.
This shows that either the two of them finally reached an agreement and took over the job, but Lao Jiu was unwilling, or the black fat man followed alone, and Lao Jiu broke with him.
When I asked Officer An, sure enough, the black fat man also admitted it, although Lao Jiu was resolute at first, but later he compromised.
In addition, from what Lao Jiu told me and the words on the sticky note, it can be seen that Lao Jiu seems to blame his death on the next life of the black fat man.
So who killed him, and why?
He said he didn't know, and if he had an idea, he wouldn't ask me.
The police interrogated the gangster, asked him about Lao Jiu's death, and didn't pry half a useful word out of his mouth.
Also, the police will not rely on the sticky notes and hallucinations of my "madman", which means that the police do not have as much information as the two of us analyze.
Officer An said that the most bizarre thing about this incident was that he said that there were no traces of drag in the morgue, and that Lao Jiu had no other external injuries on his body, and that it looked like he had walked in on his own.
"Are there no footprints or fingerprints or anything like that?"
I asked. :\、\ "Really.
There was a string of obvious mud footprints left in the morgue, and a person's fingerprints were left on the door of the freezer.
Officer An said, looking disappointed.
"But what" "However, the footprints are from the shoes worn by Lao Jiu, and the fingerprints are also his own."
I sighed, and it was very disappointing.
"Is Lao Jiu's body still in the morgue," I asked, "maybe I can think of more things when I see him." ” As soon as I finished speaking, I suddenly felt a chill in my back, and through the afterglow, I seemed to see a figure in the back seat of the car.
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