Wu Sidong's sudden death once again made the whole case more complicated, but because of this disgust, it was more clearly displayed in front of everyone. If Ling Fan's guess was correct, the murderer was among the three in the apartment.
among people.
Chen Yuzhen suddenly walked up to Ling Fan as if thinking about something and said: "Ling Fan, the boss asked me to remind you that the sketch he gave you may be the key clue to the whole case, and he also asked me to tell you if he didn't
If you guess wrong, the village chief who escaped from Yujia Village may be in Qingshan City now, and it is very likely that he has changed his name to hide himself."
Hearing Chen Yuzhen's words, Ling Fan immediately felt how powerful Fang Yi was. Although he seemed to have nothing to do every day but to code the Great Wall and fight with Director Chen, he still played a guiding role at every critical moment. Maybe this was a person with an identity.
Qualities that people in leadership positions should possess.
Ling Fan took out the sketch from his arms. When he looked at the sketch again, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his originally gloomy eyes became unusually bright. He put his lips on Chen Yuzhen's ear.
Next to him, he spoke softly.
"What, how is this possible?!" Chen Yuzhen looked at Ling Fan in surprise, with an expression of disbelief on her face.
"Sister Zhen, just do as I say first. Maybe there are key clues we need there!" Ling Fan's eyes flashed with confidence again, and his eyebrows were slightly raised with excitement.
Then he pulled Tian Yu up and said, "Tian Yu, we are no longer needed here. We have to go back to the apartment quickly. I think that terrible murderer will attack again!" Then the two of them ran towards the apartment quickly.
"What?! Are you saying you already know the murderer?" Tian Yu asked anxiously while running.
"Hehe" Ling Fan didn't answer, but just laughed mysteriously: "Tianyu, don't ask anymore. Next, you can watch a good show. I think the truth of this case will be revealed soon.
And the murderer’s method of killing will be revealed to the public.”
Chu Tianyu stared at the running Ling Fan with confusion. She suddenly realized that Ling Fan was holding her hand, her face immediately turned red, and she wanted to break away gently, but she didn't expect that Ling Fan's grip was stronger than hers.
It was still big, as if she was afraid that she would suddenly get lost, so Tian Yu soon gave up and broke away, and unconsciously held Ling Fan's hand.
The two police officers nodded to Ling Fan and Tian Yu when they saw them walking in, and then walked out of the apartment and handed over surveillance to the two of them.
Shang Juntao, Liu Ziyang and Qiao Ling were sitting on the sofa with nervous and serious faces at this time. Shang Juntao looked the most worried, rubbing his hands together from time to time, and his handsome and elegant face was covered with worry. Liu Ziyang was also worried.
She looked worried, because she kept stuffing snacks into her mouth, and the puffed food made a crisp sound in her mouth. Maybe she was using this behavior to hide her uneasiness, while Qiao Yun's eyes were red, as if
He looked like he had just cried, and his expression was a little lazy. He must have woken up not long ago.
"What the hell is going on?! Where is Wu Sidong?! Isn't he with you?!" Liu Ziyang was the first to notice that Ling Fan and Tian Yu were walking away. He stood up and asked hurriedly. Maybe he was too anxious and fat.
The crimson color was already showing on his fat face.
Ling Fan did not answer immediately, but glanced at Shang Juntao and the other three with sharp eyes, and then said in a calm tone: "I want to tell you some unfortunate news. Not long ago, Wu Sidong was killed, and his death was similar to Qin Yuan's.
They all had five fingers pulled out from the top of their heads..." When he said this, Ling Fan's eyes instantly swept to everyone, observing the changes in the expressions of the other three people, and everyone showed abnormal fear.
I didn't expect that the strongest boy in the apartment would die in the hands of the murderer, let alone myself.
"Impossible?! How could Sidong die! Absolutely impossible!" Liu Ziyang shook her head like a pendulum, kept backing away, and two lines of tears flowed from her eyes.
Shang Juntao was unusually calm, his eyes secretly glanced at Liu Ziyang, his brows were knitted together, his lips were pressed together tightly, and there was an unusual look in his eyes.
"Si Dong is dead too! This is too scary! Who will be next, me, Jun Tao or Liu Ziyang?!" Qiao Ling's face instantly became as white as a piece of paper, and her lazy look was suddenly filled with extreme panic.
Instead, she clung to Shang Juntao's arms, like a frightened little white dove. Shang Juntao held Qiao Ling tightly in his arms, while his eyes were staring at Liu Ziyang all the time.
"Excuse me, where were you from the time Liu Ziyang and I walked out of the apartment to the time you were called out of the living room?" Ling Fan didn't seem to notice Shang Juntao's unusual gaze. He calmly took out the record book from his pocket.
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"I was resting in my room at the time. Too many terrible things had happened recently, and I often had insomnia at night, so I could only sleep peacefully during the day, otherwise I would go crazy." Qiao Ling rubbed her red and swollen eyes.
I yawned unintentionally.
"Is there anyone with you?" Ling Fan recorded with an expressionless face.
"No...no..." Qiao Ling blushed and glanced at Shang Juntao secretly.
At this moment, Shang Juntao secretly moved his eyes away from Liu Ziyang, looked at Ling Fan and said: "I was also in my room at that time because I left my phone in the room when I went downstairs. Not long after you and Sidong went out
The phone rang, so I went upstairs to answer the phone."
With a squeak, the pen stopped on the paper. Ling Fan looked up at Shang Juntao and said, "Whose call is it? Did you call it for a long time?"
"Yes." Shang Juntao nodded and said, "It was the phone number of a friend of mine, a friend I haven't contacted for a long time, so we talked for a long time. It wasn't until the police officer called me down that I hung up the phone in a hurry."
Then Shang Juntao handed the phone to Ling Fan. Sure enough, there was a call record displayed on it, which matched his description. Ling Fan dialed back according to the number on the phone. Sure enough, a boy's voice came from the other end of the phone. He told Ling Fan
He had indeed made a call to Shang Juntao just now. There were three friends from Landlord beside him who testified that Ling Fan said thank you and hung up the phone.
However, this alone cannot be used to conclude that he has a perfect alibi. He simply used another mobile phone to turn on the loudspeaker mode, then locked the door, escaped from the apartment through the window, and then used the second mobile phone to call.
The mobile phone in the room, and then took out the third mobile phone to call a friend. In this way, through the transmission of the second mobile phone, the sound of Shang Juntao talking to his friend was transmitted through the first mobile phone, and then he used his free time to talk.
Go to a public phone and dial Wu Sidong's phone, not wanting to reveal his identity, then call Wu Sidong out, kill him, remove the footprints, and then return to your room along the window. Although it is a bit complicated, it is not
It's not that it's impossible, but as long as there's a one percent chance, he can't ignore it.
"What about you? Where were you at that time? Were you in your room too?" Ling Fan once again put the pen on the special memo and looked at Liu Ziyang.
Obviously Liu Ziyang didn't seem to have recovered from Wu Sidong's death. She huddled tightly on the sofa and murmured: "Why, why do you want to kill Wu Sidong, why do you want to kill Wu Sidong!?"
"What, Liu Ziyang, what are you talking about?" Ling Fan stopped writing and stared at Liu Ziyang.
Liu Ziyang suddenly felt as if he had been stabbed. He jumped up from the sofa with a sudden sound, and then rushed up the stairs like a madman. Then he heard a slamming of the door closing, which almost made the whole staircase tremble.
Almost everyone in the living room stared at everything in front of them with wide eyes in surprise, but only Shang Juntao stared at the second floor thoughtfully, with a complicated look in his eyes.
"Juntao, what are you thinking about?" Qiao Ling asked while hugging Shang Juntao.
Shang Juntao turned around and stroked Qiao Ling's hair and said with a smile, "It's nothing."
Then he asked Ling Fan if he needed any more questions. If not, he wanted to go back to the room with his girlfriend to have a good rest. Ling Fan said yes, but be careful, because it is very likely that one of the three of them is a murderer.
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Soon, only Ling Fan and Tian Yu were left in the bright living room. Ling Fan leaned his head on the sofa, put the memo on his face, and breathed a long sigh of relief.
With a whoosh, the memo was suddenly taken away. Ling Fan opened his eyes and found Tian Yu glaring at Ling Fan angrily: "What on earth are you thinking?! I haven't finished the note just now, why didn't you stop her?"
Down!?"
Ling Fan picked up the pen cap and put it on the pen tip, then put the pen in his pocket and said with a smile: "Why did you stop her?"
"You are stupid! Didn't you see her mental state just now? This means there must be something wrong with her!" Tian Yu threw the memo towards Ling Fan, but Ling Fan turned his head slightly and caught the memo steadily with his hand.
"Tian Yu, get ready, today we are going to carry out the ghost hunting plan!" Ling Fan glanced at the second floor, and then said to Tian Yu in a condescending manner.
Chu Tianyu looked at the mysterious Ling Fan and said angrily: "I don't care what ghost-catching plans you have. Anyway, things are getting bigger and bigger now. If someone dies again, the boss will definitely not
Let us go!"
"Don't worry, I won't let anyone get killed again. If my guess is correct, the murderer will definitely take action tonight. We have to wait and see tonight to see the true face of this murderer!" Ling Fan stood up from the sofa.
He stood up, looked at Tian Yu and smiled.
"What? You said the murderer will definitely strike again tonight!?" Tian Yu exclaimed, looking at Ling Fan with disbelief.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhh" Ling Fan put his fingers in front of his lips to make a silent sound, then he looked around and said softly: "Keep your voice down so that no one else can hear it. We will discuss the specific situation after returning to the headquarters."