"Is Forensic Doctor Liu here?" Lu Weiwei walked to Forensic Doctor Liu's office with ease. When she saw the forensic assistant who was writing a report, she asked him: "Where is your master?"
"Busy." The forensic assistant looked at Lu Weiwei, as well as Gu Chen, Officer Wang and Officer Ding behind Lu Weiwei, and knew that things were not that simple.
Almost all of these people have become regular visitors to the technical department, and they often come to handle cases in the middle of the night. The forensic assistants have the urge to die.
"That's okay. I'll leave this to you. You can help us test it." Lu Weiwei took the sealed blue cylinder from Gu Chen's hand and handed it to the forensic assistant.
"What is this?" The forensic assistant instinctively shrank back.
"Maybe it's... poisonous gas." Lu Weiwei said.
The forensic assistant covered his mouth and nose: "Why did you bring poisonous gas here? Come with me."
Afterwards, everyone, led by a forensic assistant, came to a testing room and placed the gas bottle in a transparent container.
"Are you sure there is really poisonous gas in this thing?" the forensic assistant asked.
Lu Weiwei nodded fiercely: "Is it possible that I still lied to you?"
"But I'm busy, so I'd better wait for Forensic Doctor Liu to come over and do the test." The forensic assistant looked repulsive and said, "You guys are the only ones who come here every two days. As soon as you come, I have to work overtime.
Do you really think I’m a big shot in the forensic field?”
"It's hard...isn't it?" Lu Weiwei stared and asked weakly.
The forensic assistant was stunned at first, and was also confused by such words, but he quickly reacted and immediately changed his face and laughed: "Haha, I didn't expect that I was so low-key and still found out by you. Tell me, when?"
want?"
"The sooner the better, we'll wait here." Gu Chen behind him also said.
"Okay, who makes me a big shot in the forensic field?" The forensic assistant suddenly swelled.
He naturally changed into work clothes, put on white gloves and a gas mask, and prepared to conduct testing in the isolation room.
"You guys stay outside for a while and don't come close." The tone of the forensic assistant's words changed instantly. He imitated the tone of his master, Forensic Liu, and directed the people in front of him.
Everyone also obeyed the arrangement and waited quietly outside the door of the testing room.
"Um..." Officer Wang couldn't help but worry: "Can this little forensic doctor do it?"
"It should be no problem." Gu Chen seemed to know Officer Wang's worries, and said with a faint smile: "He has been working with forensic doctor Liu for a long time, so there should be no problem in terms of testing."
"I hope so." Officer Ding nodded his chin and said, "Let's take a look and talk about it."
Officer Wang was thinking about it in his mind, thinking that he usually asked forensic doctor Liu to do the test, but now he was his apprentice. He didn't know how long it would take.
After a long time, the forensic assistant in the isolation room took off his mask and gloves and walked out of the room.
Under the curious eyes of everyone, he said calmly: "You are right, this blue bottle does contain highly toxic gases, and it is easy to evaporate."
"Are you sure?" Gu Chen asked.
"Is there any falsehood? I will write an analysis report for you later."
"Okay, with your analysis report, our case will be closed soon." Lu Weiwei was quite excited, she knew that this was the key to the problem.
Once it is determined that Zhang Wen filled the tires with poisonous gas, this guy will not be able to escape his involvement.
"Now summon Zhang Wen immediately. I wonder how long this guy will continue to act."
Officer Wang had a long-lost smile on his face. The case was progressing faster than he expected.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Wen was taken to Interrogation Room No. 2 of Furong Police Station.
Zhang Wen, who looked innocent, couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat when he looked at Gu Chen, Officer Wang and Lu Weiwei.
He looked at Gu Chen and said, "Aren't you Mr. John Lauer's VIP guest at the concert? I've seen you before."
"I've seen you too." Gu Chen said.
Zhang Wen looked at the surrounding environment and couldn't help but chuckle a few times: "I wonder what the police comrades need to know when they called me here? Have I committed a crime?"
"Zhang Wen, can you explain Zhao Mingming's situation?" Lu Weiwei on the other side also asked.
In fact, after everyone learned the truth, no matter how innocent Zhang Wen pretended, everyone actually knew it in their hearts.
Looking at this situation, it feels like watching a monkey show.
"Zhao Mingming?" Zhang Wen looked stunned and said, "He's not dead yet? I heard he was seriously injured?"
"Do you really want him to die?" Gu Chen asked with a frown.
Zhang Wen sneered twice and leaned back in his seat: "What does it have to do with me whether he dies or not? My relationship with him is not good anyway."
"Both of you are Wang Dewen's students, right?" Gu Chen quickly wrote the records of the scene in the notebook in his hand.
"That's right." Zhang Wen looked up at the ceiling and said, "But now I'm just Teacher Wang's assistant, and he, Zhao Mingming, is Teacher Wang's favorite student."
"Are you very unconvinced?" Gu Chen raised his head, looked at Zhang Wen and said: "As far as I know, your piano level is far superior to Zhao Mingming, so why is the guest of John Lauer's special concert on the stage this time?
But it’s Zhao Mingming?”
Seeing that Zhang Wen's expression was suddenly startled and obviously tightened, Gu Chen continued: "He Zhao Mingming made a few obvious mistakes on the stage, which shows that his piano skills are indeed not solid enough, but if it were you,
It could be a lot better.”
"Don't mention him to me." Zhang Wen's expression suddenly became serious, and he turned pale as he said: "In addition to having a good father, what else does Zhao Mingming have? His piano skills are only so-so, I'm fooling you.
These laymen may be OK, but when my colleagues listen to his performance, it is simply rubbish, rubbish that insults the ears."
Zhang Wen's extreme degree is somewhat beyond everyone's expectations.
After being silent for a few seconds, Officer Wang said, "It seems that you and Zhao Mingming don't have a harmonious relationship?"
"Isn't it?" Zhang Wen also said with a cold face, "In Teacher Wang's studio, this is something everyone knows. He, Zhao Mingming, is used to being arrogant, and his nostrils are turned upward when he sees everyone.
Many people don't like him because of his appearance."
"But he took away the performance opportunity that was supposed to be yours. Do you know this?" Gu Chen asked.
"You know." Zhang Wen lowered his head with a melancholy look on his face: "Who doesn't know that I am the best pianist under Teacher Wang? Who is Zhao Mingming? If it weren't for his father's crazy sponsorship of activities, wouldn't he?
He is not qualified to perform at the Jiangnan Grand Theater or any ordinary Shangqing performance."
"But even so, this guy still looks so arrogant. He is afraid that no one will know that he is Zhao Mingming. I hate him very much, and everyone else in the studio also hates him."
"But why did you want to kill him?" Gu Chen suddenly asked, making Zhang Wen stunned on the spot.
He looked at Gu Chen with eyes as if he had been struck to the soul.
"Let me ask you, why did you kill him?" Gu Chen paused and said, "Just because he attended John Lauer's concert instead of you, so you want to kill him?"
"Comrade police, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand you?" Zhang Wen was confused.
He indeed hated Zhao Mingming deeply and had made many preparations in advance, but he was always cautious.
But facing Gu Chen, it was as if this guy could sense what he was thinking in his heart.
"Don't admit it?" This was not the first time Lu Weiwei had done this kind of work. She imitated Officer Wang's usual dignity in interrogating prisoners and slapped the table hard!
"boom!"
Zhang Wen was startled.
"What is this?" Lu Weiwei walked up to Zhang Wen with a photo of a blue gas bottle in her hand and placed it on his table: "You should know this, right?"
Zhang Wen now understood why the police summoned him, so he smiled bitterly at Lu Weiwei and said, "Comrade police, why are you showing me this?"
Zhang Wen certainly knew about the blue gas bottle in the picture.
However, I had prepared so much and had already thrown the blue gas bottle into a trash can in a blind spot.
To be precise, he had destroyed the evidence. How did the police find the blue gas bottle that was supposed to disappear?
"You're pretending to be pretty good." Lu Weiwei couldn't help curling her lips and said lightly: "This is the gas you filled the vehicle with last night. Did you forget it so quickly?"
"What kind of gas? I have no idea what you are talking about." Zhang Wen retracted his disdain and sat quietly on his seat with an indifferent expression.
"You don't have to worry about whether it's the bottle you used yesterday. Let's wait for the fingerprint detection." Officer Wang took a sip of wolfberry tea and couldn't help but let out a pleasant "ha".
Gu Chen also said: "You used toxic gas to inject air into the left front tire of the car, which caused the normal left front tire to have an obviously excessive tire pressure. Then Zhao Mingming, who took over for you to drive, noticed the excessive tire pressure alarm, so
Get out of the car and release the gas, and the poisonous gas you added will instantly spread into the surrounding air."
"And it was Zhao Mingming who inhaled the poisonous gas you injected, which caused him to foam at the mouth and become confused while driving, which ultimately led to last night's car accident. What else can you explain?"
Zhang Wen was completely stunned and didn't speak for a long time.
"If these are not enough, we also have detailed investigation records here, you can take a look for yourself." Officer Wang handed the information to Gu Chen, and Gu Chen walked up to Zhang Wen and handed the information into his hands.
"This... this is not true." Zhang Wen just looked at it briefly and immediately showed extremely complicated emotions: "This is definitely not true. I did not harm Zhao Mingming, no."
"It doesn't matter whether it's there or not." Gu Chen took off the pin on the document and threw one of the documents with pictures and text in front of him: "This is when you drive the vehicle to a remote repair shop and the shop owner explains
Oral transcript.”
Then another piece of information and text was thrown over: "This is a blue gas bottle, a test report of gas component residues."
Looking at Zhang Wen's distracted eyes, Gu Chen threw several documents over one after another: "This is the test report that you deliberately increased the tire pressure. This is the information on how Zhao Mingming deflated the tires. This is..."
Gu Chen threw all the evidence in front of Zhang Wen one by one.
At this moment, Zhang Wen's eyes were expressionless as he stared blankly at the evidence in front of him.
It was as if retribution came too quickly, and he was not prepared to deal with it at all, and emotions suddenly flooded into his heart.
"I..." Zhang Wen's words came to his mouth, and suddenly he felt as if a fish bone had stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak.
"Whether you admit it or not, the evidence is here." Gu Chen returned to his seat and sat down slowly.
The scene suddenly became extremely quiet...
Gu Chen, Lu Weiwei and Officer Wang were not in a hurry. The evidence collected was enough to make Zhang Wen unable to escape.
A minute later, Zhang Wen finally breathed a sigh of relief and said seriously: "You are right. Zhao Mingming's accidental poisoning last night caused the vehicle to seriously deviate from the road, and the resulting tragic car accident was all planned by me."
Gu Chen also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If you had said it earlier, we wouldn't have had to waste so much time."
Shaking his head, Gu Chen turned around and started recording again in the notebook.
"Is it because of this performance opportunity?" Gu Chen asked.
"That's right." Zhang Wen is now like a terminally ill patient, looking depressed: "This is the opportunity that I have worked so hard to get, and I have worked hard for this for three months, and even
The day before John Lauer was about to give a concert at the Jiangnan Grand Theater, I knew this opportunity was mine. I would be sharing the stage with one of the greatest violinists in the world, John Lauer. My parents would be there for me.
I'm proud of it."
"But it's him, Zhao Mingming, who uses small tricks when his skills are inferior to others. He knows that my family has been burdened with debts in the past six months. I can't even afford Teacher Wang's tuition fees, so I can only repay it by working as his assistant."
"But why? I'm already miserable enough, why would he take away the opportunity that originally belonged to me?"
"I rented the best dress and prepared to participate in the most glorious performance in my history that night. But in the morning, Teacher Wang told me that my ability is very outstanding and there will be many opportunities in the future, so let me give up this opportunity.
Give it to Zhao Mingming."
Lu Weiwei pursed her lips and said, "This is indeed a bit disappointing."
"It's not just disappointment, it's despair." Zhang Wen's eyes suddenly became moist, and he looked at Gu Chen with red eyes and said, "He Zhao Mingming took away not only my one opportunity, but also probably my entire future."
"I know that if my family's business fails, I may not be able to turn it around in three to four years, or seven or eight years, and my only chance was just destroyed by Zhao Mingming."
"I hated him before, but I didn't take him seriously at all. After all, I'm technically better than him and have an advantage in piano, but now he wants to steal even this. He's forcing me to a dead end."
"If I can cooperate well with John Lauer this time, maybe I can get his approval and my career will skyrocket. I can use my skills to tour with the greatest musicians in the world."
"I need money, so much. I used to live a carefree life. When I was very young, I could live in a big villa that other children would envy. But now my family and I rent a small house of less than 20 square meters.
In the room, there is a public bathroom, and I have to move once a month to avoid being entangled by creditors."
"So I've had enough. I want to break through. I have to have money. I have to have enough opportunities to give me a chance to turn around."
"But, you don't need to use such vicious methods to deal with Zhao Mingming, right? If the opportunity is gone, you can come back, but if the person is gone, it is really gone." Gu Chen also couldn't understand the extremeness of an artist like Zhang Wen.
"Gu Chen, you don't know, once you miss this opportunity, you may have to wait for the next time, maybe three years, maybe five years, maybe... maybe I will have left this industry in five years. Art needs money to support it.
Yes, love cannot generate electricity, the opportunity is fleeting."
Zhang Wen held his head in his hands and shrank on the seat alone. Afterwards, no matter how Gu Chen and Lu Weiwei asked questions, Zhang Wen stopped answering.
Everyone knows that Zhang Wen has already explained what needs to be said.
The original intention was to use revenge to teach Zhao Mingming the lesson he deserved.
But what Zhang Wen thought was a secret method was discovered by the police the next day.
After Gu Chen finished writing the final record, he walked to Zhang Wen, handed over the pen and paper, and said, "After confirming that it is correct, just sign."
Zhang Wen raised his head slightly and asked weakly: "Do I have no chance to stand up?"
Gu Chen nodded.
"Does that mean he will be jailed?" Zhang Wen asked again.
Gu Chen continued to nod.
"That means my artistic career is over?" Zhang Wen was a little emotional and looked at Gu Chen with confused eyes.
"If you perform well, you may be able to come out earlier." Gu Chen paused and then said: "We also have a rough understanding of your family's situation. Failure is not terrible, but the key is to be responsible. If you persecute others when the opportunity is gone, then
What's the difference between you and this kind of person? You wouldn't change your ways?"
"I...I was wrong." Zhang Wen lowered his head, feeling hopeless.
Gu Chen said regretfully: "By the way, just before you came to the Grand Theater, Mr. John Lauer had already announced on the spot that he would set up a support fund in Jiangnan City to help those street people who have the ability but no platform.
Artists, so that they can have a platform to show their abilities."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Wen raised his head in disbelief, feeling like a bolt from the blue.
Gu Chen frowned and said: "If you don't do these illegal activities, you may have a chance to get funding from Mr. John Lauer. With your ability and talent, you don't need to be limited to Wang Dewen's studio. Tian Gao Ren
As birds fly, there are many stages.”
"Are you telling the truth? Does Mr. John Lauer really want to establish such a support fund?"
"Are we still going to lie to you?" Lu Weiwei on the side couldn't stand it anymore: "If you had waited a little longer, maybe the situation would have been much better. The opportunity you mentioned was actually always by your side, but you gave up on yourself.
If you choose to use revenge on others to achieve your own demands, don’t you know that Skynet is careful and meticulous? You are a highly educated person after all, right? If you use this kind of cleverness to harm others, you will be blinded.
ability."
What Lu Weiwei said was more than enough. In addition to criticism, there was also regret.
