The Underworld Detective

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I covered the old man with sheets and said to the policeman, "Let's go and check the old man's luggage."

When I returned to my own compartment, Mao Geng knew where to learn about the second murder, and chattered at the sight of us: "Dreamer Song, did the murderer catch it? Oops, it's too infiltrating, less than an hour Two people died, why is it so unsafe to take a train now. "

This remark drew discussions from other passengers, and Mao Gengzhi suddenly became a spokesperson for everyone, always asking me about the whereabouts of my case.

I said, "This is inconvenient to disclose. When things are over, I will naturally explain ... which is the old man's luggage?"

Mao Geng pointed it directly to me. After taking it off by the police, I opened it to see that there were only clothes and a few bottles of medicine in the box, but the label was torn off. I opened the lid and smelled it.

I looked around and found a bag of roasted chicken and a bottle of Erguotou on the table. The roasted chicken was opened, but the sealed bag inside was not opened. I asked who it was, and the passenger next to him said it was bought by the deceased.

I picked up the roast chicken bag and looked at it, then walked to the trash can in the carriage, was about to turn over, and a policeman came over to do the work.

I found a thermos cup for drinking water from the trash can. Mao Geng, who was good, followed, and I asked him, "Is this cup his?"

Mao Geng thought for a while, and replied, "Yes, I saw him drink this water. Why did he throw it away?"

I unscrewed the thermos cup and found a few pieces of paper inside. It was the label torn from the pill bottle. I glanced at the name. This is a common anticancer drug. I seem to understand.

Mao Geng said with a smile, "Did Song Detective find any clues? Tell us what you think."

I gave him a cold look: "You come out, I have something to ask you alone!"

Mao Geng was so frightened and shouted, "No, you are doubting me. I can swear to God that I have absolutely nothing to do with his death."

I explained: "I didn't say you were related, just a few questions to ask."

When taking him out of the car, he shouted loudly to the whole car's humanity: "I just went to cooperate with Detective Song's investigation and came back immediately!" I thought this man was a living treasure.

After getting off the bus, I called the police station where the elderly's household registration was located, and after they had identified their identity, asked them to check for me.

I hung up the phone and asked Mao Gengzhi, "What‘ brilliant deeds ’you told me in the compartment before?”

Mao Geng straightened his head: "Isn't it illegal?"

"I'm just asking, please repeat it every fifteen to ten." I looked at him regularly.

Mao Gengzhi repeated it roughly. In his exaggerated narrative, I almost became the contemporary Digong and the reincarnated Song Ci, and I heard my scalp numb. Of course, freedom of speech is my personal matter, but I have no right to interfere with what he says.

I asked these because it might be related to the case, and I asked, "Did the dead talk to you?"

Mao Geng thought for a while, and said, "When I said this, he asked:" Does this little detective need to dissect? "I replied at the time: yes, people never dissect. The case is solved. '"

I nodded: "OK, thank you!"

"Then I'll go back first." Mao Geng breathed a sigh of relief.

Leave him, I don't want him to know the details of the case, and say it all over the world; let him go, I'm afraid he will go back and talk nonsense, so I patted his shoulder and lowered his voice: "I'll tell you the whole thing, the prisoner now Right in the car, it is likely to be in your 'audience'. Don't say anything when you go back. In case that guy knows he is suspected, fights a dead net, and then kills people, you are jointly and severally responsible! "

Mao Geng was frightened, "I don't say anything, I don't say anything."

"Go, thank you for your cooperation!" I deliberately accentuated.

Looking at his back, I thought to myself that I was getting worse now.

As soon as Mao Geng left, Huang Xiaotao suddenly called and yelled swiftly: "Song Yang, outside the No. 6 carriage, the suspect ran away, and quickly scrambled!"

I greeted the policeman and hurried to No. 6 carriage immediately. I saw a 'mum' running away from afar, and the wig on her head was running away. Who else is the Cyclops? I almost laughed, this camouflage technique is really clever.

Song Xingchen picked up a stone and threw it. The one-eyed dragon fell a big heel. It seems that we don't want us to help.

The two passers-by immediately surrounded, Huang Xiaotao ran red with his cheeks, kicked Cyclops, and sweared: "Run! Run again!

The one-eyed dragon wearing a women's clothing kneels down and asks for mercy: "Government, the matter of the dead has nothing to do with me."

"Then what are you running?" Huang Xiaotao asked.

"I ... I ..." He stood up.

I said, "Dead people have nothing to do with you, drug delivery is about you, right?"

"I don't know at all what poisons I have. I'm a psychopath. I have transvestites and I like to dress as a woman. Isn't it illegal?" Cyclops replied.

I laughed, this **** basin buckle is really superb.

But what he said now is useless. I called Sun Bingxin to come over, and then we took the one-eyed dragon to the corpse. When he saw the corpse, he was frightened and asked, "Who died?"

"Don't you know?" I opened the bed sheet, exposing the old man's face, and the one-eyed dragon's pupil contracted, nervously denying: "I haven't seen him."

How could I not tell such an obvious lie, I took out the weapon and asked, "What about this?"

The Cyclops became even more panicked this time: "Why here ... No, it's not my knife, my knife is still in the seat."

"Which seat, take the ticket out and see!" I said quickly.

Huang Xiaotao pulled out his wallet from his pocket and found that he had a forged ID card and three tickets, all of which were his own.

In addition, his phone was unexpectedly clean, and there was no contact inside. I found that the memory card was also missing. It is estimated that I heard that the wind was not handled temporarily, but these can be recovered by technical means afterwards, no worries and no evidence.

Sun Bingxin came at this time and asked in surprise: "Is this the suspect?"

"Compare your fingerprints!" I ordered.

Sun Bingxin collected the fingerprints of the one-eyed dragon's thumbs, and the one-eyed dragon vowed swearingly: "I can swear to heaven, this case is absolutely nothing to do with me, there is absolutely no fingerprint on my knife ..."

"Fingerprints are perfectly matched!" Sun Bingxin quickly gave the result.

The one-eyed dragon was shocked, and threw himself to his knees: "Government, someone has framed me! Absolutely someone has framed me! I really haven't killed anyone, please be my master."

As he walked on his knees to grab my pants, Huang Xiaotao shouted, "Be honest!"

The one-eyed dragon lay on the ground and wept bitterly: "I can recognize everything else, but only kill, I really didn't kill."

"Is there a strong proof, what else can be so cunning?" Huang Xiaotao said angrily.

The DNA of the deceased and the fingerprint of the suspect are on the weapon. Such evidence is also a strong proof of the evidence sent to the court, but this case may have other hidden feelings. I do not intend to open it for the time being. Pry open.

I said, "Then you explain something else, honestly, it will determine whether you are in jail or the death penalty!"

The one-eyed dragon squealed with tears in his face: "I said! I said!"