Wu Duan chuckled in his heart.
He originally had hope for a zero confession case, but when he heard Mink Fang say it at this moment, he knew that he had encountered a problem.
The premise of a case with zero confession is that all evidence points to the suspect and other possibilities can be ruled out.
Just when Wu Duan was struggling with how to convict He Liu, Yan Sixian had already begun to think about another possibility, and he asked: "Could it be, Li Weipeng really committed suicide?"
"How is it possible," Wu Duan retorted.
Yan Sixian: "A young man who was originally not going to have a good future, but at least could live a normal life, was teased and plastic surgery, cheated money and sex, and his face was at risk of being disfigured.
You say, how much psychological pressure he is undertaking" Wu Duan still said that he couldn't agree, "Even so, it's not to the point of committing suicide, do you know how much courage it takes to commit suicide?"
"Then if you add that He Liu's suicide in the water and frame He Liu, is it worth his try?"
Wu Duan found that what he couldn't agree with was not the possibility of suicide, but Yan Sixian's slightly frivolous attitude when talking about it.
Try it.
He used the word.
It's as if they're not talking about a person making a painful choice between life and death, but trying on a new dress, a new tie.
He didn't like that.
But it cannot be denied that the possibility of suicide should not be ignored.
Yan Sixian continued: "I think it was suicide, because there are traces at the scene to support this possibility. ” "What traces," Wu Duan asked.
Yan Sixian pointed to the ground and said, "The debris on the ground."
According to neighbors, Li Weipeng and He Liu broke out into a fierce quarrel, and the two threw things and pushed again.
This process resulted in the floor being covered with broken porcelain and broken glass.
If the quarrel reached a fierce juncture, He Liu killed people out of passion, and attacked Li Weipeng, then where Li Weipeng fell to the ground, there should be debris under him, and it would not be so clean, after all, the living room is so large, there is no reason why the place where Li Weipeng fell to the ground is clean.
It's as if someone deliberately cleaned up the things under him when he fell to the ground, for fear of hurting him.
The corpses and traces of the scene do not lie.
The explanation I can think of is that Li Weipeng's face is almost disfigured, and he no longer has the money to continue plastic surgery to restore himself to his original appearance.
And when he was in an embarrassment, He Liu, who was his spiritual sustenance, kicked him away again.
In this case, Li Weipeng had the idea of committing suicide, but he was unwilling to let the people who harm him go unpunished.
So, Li Weipeng had a plan.
He asked He Liu to come to his home under the pretext that he had money to continue plastic surgery, because judging from the call records, it was indeed Li Weipeng who took the initiative to call He Liu.
At the same time, he broke away from his roommates, deliberately found fault with He Liu, and designed He Liu to leave fingerprints on the fruit knife.
After He Liu left, Li Weipeng first scratched his arm a few times, creating the illusion of a fight, and then he lay down in the living room out of a knee-jerk reaction, before lying down he kicked the broken porcelain and broken glass under him, and after lying down, he cut his neck vein" Wu Duan interrupted him and said, "There is a loophole, the murder weapon" Yan Sixian nodded, "I know that the knife that was used as a murder weapon only had He Liu's fingerprints on it. ” Yan Sixian asked Mink Fang: "Is it possible to mistake the murder weapon and not the knife?"
Mink Fang shook her head, "I have carefully compared the scars, and the murder weapon is the fruit knife found at the scene, it can't be wrong." ” "Then there is only one possibility, in order to preserve the fingerprints of He Liu on the murder weapon, when Li Weipeng committed suicide, he took some kind of measure, he may have worn gloves, or" Yan Sixian squatted down to check the disposable tablecloth on the coffee table.
A few young people who share a house obviously don't like to do housework, and they are lazy when they can, and the disposable tablecloth commonly used in restaurants is spread on the table.
In fact, it is a very thin plastic film.
The corner of the tablecloth was drooping to the ground, and because it was close to the deceased, it was stained with blood.
Yan Sixian carefully picked up the corner of the tablecloth stained with blood.
The tablecloth was curly and crumpled.
When inspecting the scene for the first time, the criminal police also noticed the disposable tablecloth that was dragged on the ground, but they did not pay special attention to it when the two were fighting.
At this moment, Yan Sixian carefully sorted it out in the direction of the tablecloth rolling.
"Ha," Yan Sixian held up the tablecloth roll he had sorted out and asked, "It looks like someone once held a dagger through this tablecloth?"
It's like it, but this alone doesn't prove that Li Weipeng committed suicide.
Mink Fang couldn't hide something in her heart, and after reading the tablecloth, she was a little annoyed and said: "What are you doing, you have worked hard to investigate for a long time, is it just to help that bastard get rid of his crimes?"
That bastard, naturally, refers to He Liu.
Obviously, the purpose of Mink Fang's trip was to rule out the possibility of suicide, but she didn't expect things to turn out contrary to expectations.
Yan Sixian and Wu Duan had their own thoughts, but they didn't answer.
Mink Fang touched Wu Duan, who was squatting on the ground with her knees, and said unwillingly: "Team Wu, you say something." ” Wu Duan sighed and only said: "Continue to investigate, I heard that Li Weipeng's parents will be able to come over from other places this afternoon, I want to go back to the bureau to meet them, how do you two arrange it?"
Mink Fang thought for a while and said, "Then I'll go back with you, I want to see the corpse again." ” Yan Sixian had never been interested in seeing the deceased's family, and immediately handed the car keys to Wu Duan, "You two go back, don't worry about me, I'll go meet the deceased's roommate." ” Yan Sixian was forced to stay at home by Wu Duan to rest for two days because of his leg injury, and missed the early visit and investigation work, and this was the time for him to check and fill in the gaps.
Wu Duan thought about it and didn't answer his car keys.
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"I'll take a taxi back with Mink, you" he pointed to the injured part of Yan Sixian's leg, "You be careful yourself." ” City Bureau.
Unlike most of the families of the deceased, Li Weipeng's parents are very quiet.
They just sat in the small conference room with their heads bowed, like two statues.
The policewoman Li Zhixuan poured water for them, and they drank it, and when someone talked to them, they agreed.
When Wu Duan walked into the small conference room, the couple didn't even notice him, and it wasn't until Wu Duan sat down across from them that the man raised his head.
The man had a pair of huge bags under his eyes that almost drooped to his cheekbones.
The obvious puffiness is formed overnight.
The woman is even older, with all white hair, a sallow face, many freckles on her face, and deep crow's feet at the corners of her eyes.
Wu Duan smelled a smell from the woman.
It is a peculiar smell of people who have been bedridden all year round, mixed with disinfectant water, medicines, and a sickly body odor.
The woman's emaciation is not only because of the death of her only child, but also because of the torture of perennial illness.
Wu Duan looked at the two of them carefully, and made them realize that the policeman in front of them was probably the person in charge of his son's murder.
The man's gaze dodged for a moment, and he asked Wu Duan, "Why did my son die?"
This question was beyond Wu Duan's expectations.
Usually, the most important concern of the family is not "why did you die" at all, but "why did you die".
Wu Duan decided to answer his question with a question.
"If Li Weipeng has suicidal tendencies, do you think it is possible?"
Before the man could answer, the abuser woman screamed sadly.
Immediately after, her fist slammed into the man's chest, and her nails slashed at the man's face.
She really did her best to give full play to the woman's ability to sprinkle.
While sprinkling, he shouted in his mouth: "It's you, you, you forced Peng Peng to death, don't live, don't live, let's die here today, let's go to accompany Peng Peng together" The woman suddenly retracted, no longer trying to tickle the man, but a fierce man, slamming her head into the corner of the conference room.
Because of the force, her feet were off the ground, and her whole body was in the air.
Wu Duan was very surprised that a woman who looked so weak and couldn't help the wind had such a strong explosive power.
She's not pretending, she really doesn't want to live anymore.
Wu Duan jumped up with an arrow step, pushed her on the woman's shoulder, pressed her to the ground, and shouted to the man at the same time: "Hold her" The man woke up like a dream, so he stepped forward and held down his wife with Wu Duan.
Wu Duan knew that as long as the woman was in the house, the conversation would not be possible.
He weighed it and called two policewomen and asked them to carry the woman to the next conference room and take good care of it.
"Tell me what's going on."
Wu Duan said to the man.
The man also broke down emotionally, just crying, hugging his head and crying.
In a few moments, the dripping tears turned out to be a small puddle of water on the floor below his face.
Wu Duan never knew that a person could have so many tears.
He had to wait, wait for the man to cry through this.
I wanted to reach out and pat the man's shoulder, but I felt that it wouldn't be useful, so I finally gave up.
Fortunately, the man's crying came and went quickly.
Soon he was so exhausted that he could only lean back in his chair and sob.
Wu Duan handed him a tissue, and he wiped his nose and tears.
Wu Duan handed him a cigarette, he lit it, and finished it in three puffs.
"What do you mean by what your wife just said?"
asked Wu Duan.
The man reached for the cigarette case on the table, and Wu Duan pushed the cigarette case towards him.
After smoking another cigarette, the man finally said, "I said a few heavy words, and on the phone I said that I would cut off relations with him." ” "Why" The man let out another long sob.
He tried to wipe his tears with the back of his hand, but he forgot that he still had a cigarette in his hand, which almost burned his forehead.
When he hurriedly shook the cigarette that fell on his trouser leg to the ground, Wu Duan couldn't stand it, and finally reached out and patted him on the shoulder.
"Why did you cut ties with him," Wu Duan asked.
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"Because of the money, I" explanation eventually turned into a sigh.
When the people are gone, there is no point in any explanation.
The man sniffed hard and continued: "My wife in our family is not in good health, and she needs to be dialysed all year round, and the quality of dialysis equipment and drugs is not up to par, so I haven't slept well for several days, and I go to the hospital every day to wait for news to see if there is any problem with the medicine my wife uses."
During that time, I was in a bad mood, and the child stopped sending money home.
Peng Peng is very sensible, after going to college, he never asked his family for money, his tuition and miscellaneous fees were all earned by himself, and he sent money home every month.
Isn't this a graduate, he said that he has found a formal job, and he has a part-time job, and he can send 2,000 yuan a month to his home.
Good boy, it has been worry-free since childhood.
But in the past two months, he didn't send money home, I called him and asked him if there was something wrong, but he didn't say anything, and asked the family for money.
I know that my family has been losing money to him, and I shouldn't have scolded him That day we were waiting in the hospital to explain, and a few thugs beat a child as big as my son, and when they came up, they scolded my ancestors and did it to me I was just angry in my heart, so I said a few heavy words to Peng Peng.
I thought it didn't matter if he scolded him for two sentences, he never spoke back before, but this time, I really don't know what's going on, he talks back, the more he talks, the more ugly it becomes, what family oppresses him every day, he was born in our family, it's a mistake anyway, and they quarrel.
When I said it, I forgot which of us said it, maybe I really don't know how I said it.
When I hung up the phone, I regretted it so much, but I'm an elder, so I can't admit my mistake to him, I thought," the man began to sobble again.
He squeezed out the last sentence from his throat: "I thought about it in two days, who knows, who knows that Peng Peng will die like this" At last he couldn't say a word, only crying.
Wu Duan handed the man a cigarette again, and he asked, "Li Weipeng didn't say why he wanted money."
The man held back his crying until his neck was red.
"I asked, this kid didn't say anything, I haven't slept well for a few days, I'm afraid that something will happen to him."
Wu Duan decided to go straight.
"Do you know about his plastic surgery?"
"What" The man looked up suddenly, his eyes widened in surprise, and a wisp of snot flowed out, which he wiped on the back of his hand without paying attention.
"What do you say?"
It seems that I really don't know.
Wu Duan's heart gradually sank, and he vaguely sketched the inner world of the deceased Li Weipeng: has been under economic pressure for a long time, although he has a good appearance and talent, but deep down, he has low self-esteem When He Liu approached him with a strong attitude, gave him warmth, and even punctured his family environment to give him so-called "life advice", Li Weipeng fell.
It's like those old people who spend their savings to buy health care products when their children are not around.
What they want to buy may just be the salesman's cheap care, or the salesman's emotional promise of "you will treat me as a son and daughter".
Wu Duan could not give any comment on Li Weipeng's father's approach, which is probably a common problem of Chinese parents: they regard their children as their own appendages.
Wu Duan knew that he couldn't ask anything anymore, so he comforted him and ended the conversation.
Before leaving work, Yan Sixian came back.
As soon as he entered the office, Wu Duan asked him, "How is it, have you gained anything?"
Yan Sixian handed the phone to Wu Duan.
"I've recorded all of today's inquiry, so listen to it yourself."
With that, he returned to his seat, closed his eyes, and pressed a hand against the bridge of his nose.
Occasionally scratching the wound on the leg the wound heals quickly, and because it heals quickly, it is very itchy.
Wu Duan knew that Yan Sixian was in trouble, so he didn't ask any more questions, leaving enough room for the other party to think
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