"Boss, there is a new discovery!" Just as Huang Yizhe was thinking hard, Bu Zhuang ran over quickly and said breathlessly.
"What did you find again?" Huang Yizhe was overjoyed and saw Bu Zhuang holding a small piece of red paper in his hand. He looked closely at the piece of paper that had traces of burning.
"Is this?" Huang Yizhe said in confusion.
Bu Zhuang said truthfully: "This is what I found in the holly bush behind the wooden pavilion. This piece of paper has traces of being burned. Head, look at it, will it be left by the murderer?"
Huang Yizhe took the small piece of red paper, and there would be no fingerprints left on the paper, because it had been heavy rain before, and even if something really stayed on it, it had already disappeared with the erosion of the rain.
The paper was drenched by rain, so the color faded. I believe the original piece of paper should be even redder. There was no word on it, but I saw a few strange circles.
Red paper? Circles? Why do you think this piece of paper is so familiar? It seems that you have seen it somewhere.
Ling Moqi, who had always been careful, noticed the clue at a glance. She pulled Huang Yizhe's hand and frowned and said, "Yizhe, do you still remember the piece of paper you hired for Bixian just now? That piece of paper is also red,
The piece of paper you were holding was burnt in your hand, which was also red. Although there was no word written on this small piece of red paper, it seemed to be drawn on it. You said you would
Won't……"
"I understand." Before Ling Moqi finished speaking, Huang Yizhe understood and said with great insight: "This paper may be a fake red paper that Ji Ningping deliberately took. She tried to deceive the murderer, but she did not expect to be so
The murderer discovered it, and then there was a dispute between them, so she was killed and silenced."
Ling Moqi added: "Yizhe, there is actually another possibility, that is, the murderer didn't know that the paper in Ji Ningping's hand was not what he wanted, but he just wanted to get it. Ji Ningping refused to give it to him, so he got up.
During the dispute, the murderer accidentally killed Ji Ningping. At this time, she found out that the red paper was actually fake. She burned the red paper in anger, but she didn't expect that a small piece was left behind by us.
When she discovered that in order to relieve the resentment in her heart, she kicked Ji Ningping a few times, which was the bruise of Ji Ningping being kicked as Xiangnan said just now."
"Xiao Qi, the analysis is so good! Why haven't I discovered it? It turns out that you still have such rich imagination, you can write novels." Huang Yizhe smiled softly and quipped.
Ling Moqi smiled shyly, "It's just a re-interpretation of the story that might happen at the crime scene."
After listening to the dialogue between Ling Moqi and Huang Yizhe, Bu Zhuang, who was on the side, was confused. He said, "Boss, what are you talking about? What are Ji Ningping? What are the real red papers?
, Fake red paper? Why can’t I understand a single sentence?”
"We just met someone who called the police. He knew the deceased. The name of the deceased was Ji Ningping. Later, we went to a place and made a new discovery. I believe that the murderer who killed Ji Ningping would be arrested in no time." Huang Yizhe
The answer was quickly revealed.
"So that's the case, boss, you are so awesome! You've just gone out for a while and there's a clue!" Bu Zhuang praised, their boss always makes them look at him with admiration.
"Buzhuang, stay and deal with the forensic doctor Wei in relation to the matters related to this corpse. If you have any new situations, please report to me at any time."
After giving the order, Huang Yizhe turned to look at Ling Moqi, "Xiaoqi, then now we just need to figure out who the handwriting on the red paper left by Ji Ningping during his lifetime is, and we will know who the real murderer is!
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After saying that, he and Ling Moqi came to the original parking lot. Before getting on the bus, Ling Moqi grabbed the door, "Yizhe, can you drive wholeheartedly this time? I don't want it to happen again.
Something about it.”
"Why can't it?" Huang Yizhe smiled and said, "Don't worry, we will definitely be able to return to the police station safely, get in the car."
Ling Moqi quickly got into the car, Huang Yizhe started the car, quickly drove away from here, and rushed towards the Jinwu Police Station.
After Huang Yizhe left, Ji Ningping's body was sent to the Jinwu Forensic Identification Center. Wei Xiangnan was preparing to take samples to compare whether the hairs Huang Yizhe gave him were Ji Ningping's, and to determine whether it was the first one.