425, I dont know whether he is really welcoming or fake.
The scene suddenly became quiet...
Lu Weiwei said nothing.
Officer Wang said nothing.
Gu Chen didn't say anything either.
Everyone looked at Zhang Wenqing with the same strange eyes, which made Zhang Wenqing very uncomfortable.
In other words, my scalp is numb.
The three police officers seemed to be staring at him in an interrogative manner, and Zhang Wenqing seemed to be very aware of this.
So he quickly smiled and said: "Police...Comrade police, look...haven't I been paying attention to the case you mentioned before? After all, Zhang Xiaomei was involved in 9 kidnapping cases of children. As a member of the village
We should always pay attention to it."
"Besides, our Weibo circle of friends in Jiangnan City was full of people looking for 'Aunt Mei'. To be honest, as the leadership team of the village committee, everyone is embarrassed."
"After all, good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles. Before, everyone envied Zhang Xiaomei for doing business in other places and making some money. Now when the villagers heard about it, it turned out that Zhang Xiaomei was engaged in child trafficking. Everyone hated her to the core.
."
"But now you suddenly say that Zhang Xiaomei is dead. This... I don't understand this at all. Why did she die? How did she die?"
"His chest was pierced by a sharp weapon and he died of excessive blood loss." Gu Chen directly told him the cause of Zhang Xiaomei's death.
Zhang Wenqing was also stunned: "Assassinated?"
"Yes, he was assassinated by someone, and he was assassinated by an acquaintance." Lu Weiwei quickly added to Gu Chen's remarks, still staring at Zhang Wenqing.
Also aware that the gaze from the police was a little scary, Zhang Wenqing quickly looked away and said: "Isn't it possible? Assassination by an acquaintance? She, Zhang Xiaomei, has always been a loner, who would kill her?"
"I'm going to ask you, Mr. Zhang Wenqing." Gu Chen's casual words immediately made Zhang Wenqing tremble again.
"Police...comrade police, you...do you suspect that the murderer who killed Zhang Xiaomei is from Zhangjia Village?"
Seeing that the atmosphere was strange, Zhang Wenqing naturally connected the situation to this point.
Lu Weiwei also smiled: "To be honest, we really think so."
"Haha." Zhang Wenqing couldn't help but laugh twice and said: "You police officers are really good at joking. Zhang Xiaomei rarely interacts with us Zhangjiacun people. Although there were some style problems before, they have all passed.
Let’s take action against her…”
While Zhang Wenqing was talking about his views, Gu Chen had already put the transcript on the table and turned on the law enforcement recorder he carried with him.
As a result, Zhang Wenqing quickly realized that the police wanted to question him.
"Zhang Wenqing, how tall are you?" Gu Chen took out his writing pen and suddenly asked him.
Also confused by Gu Chenwen, Zhang Wenqing blinked and then came back to his senses: "I...I'm 181, how...what's wrong?"
"Do you usually dress like this?" Gu Chen asked again.
Zhang Wenqing looked at the casual clothes he was wearing, and said with some confusion: "If you don't wear it like this, how should you wear it?"
"What we mean is, do you have the habit of wearing leather jackets?" Lu Weiwei asked Gu Chen directly. She didn't like to be too tactful.
Zhang Wenqing was also stunned, and then said: "After hearing what you said, I remembered that I have a leather jacket."
"Two days ago, were you wearing that leather jacket?" Gu Chen raised his head and stared closely into his eyes.
This made Zhang Wenqing very uncomfortable. He quickly looked away and said: "Yes... yes, I did wear a leather jacket two days ago. Is there a problem with this?"
"Of course there is no problem in wearing a leather jacket, but the murderer who killed Zhang Xiaomei was wearing a leather jacket two days ago." As Gu Chen spoke, he took out the hand-drawn drawing he drew based on the statement of the witness Lao Bai.
He came to Zhang Wenqing and said, "See for yourself."
Zhang Wenqing didn't think much about it. He was a little panicked now that he was being questioned by the police, so he quickly checked it out carefully.
In the image, the man wearing a leather jacket and with a figure quite similar to his own made Zhang Wenqing look shocked.
He quickly raised his head and asked Gu Chen: "Police...comrade police, where did you get this painting from?"
"An eyewitness saw it." Gu Chen said.
"Witnesses saw it?" Zhang Wenqing's face darkened and he said calmly: "Witnesses saw it, and you police were able to draw this picture?"
Zhang Wenqing couldn't believe it anyway, so he directly retorted: "Can it be based on just a picture or an eyewitness' oral statement?"
"Zhang Wenqing." Seeing that Zhang Wenqing didn't believe it, Lu Weiwei smiled and said, "Don't be unconvinced. My junior brother Gu is the most talented draftsman in our Furong branch. Simulation drawing is his specialty."
After a pause, looking at Zhang Wenqing's thoughtful look, Lu Weiwei said again: "Do you know the appearance of 'Aunt Mei' Zhang Xiaomei? How did our police know about it?"
Zhang Wenqing shook his head: "You...how did you find out?"
"It was my junior brother Gu who simulated the drawing based on the victim's oral statement and the character's characteristics. He has never seen Zhang Xiaomei's appearance, but he was able to draw Zhang Xiaomei's manuscript based on the main characteristics."
"So the manuscript in the Weibo circle of friends was written by my junior brother Gu."
It was only after hearing what Lu Weiwei said that Zhang Wenqing realized that the young policeman in front of him was actually a master of painting?
"So, do you still have any doubts about our hand-drawn drawing?" Lu Weiwei asked.
Zhang Wenqing quickly waved his hand: "No...no more. Since this police comrade is a master of drawing, I have nothing to say."
Gu Chen pointed at the man circled with a pen in the picture and said, "See for yourself, is this man you?"
Also shocked, Zhang Wenqing quickly waved his hand: "It's definitely not me. I've never met Zhang Xiaomei at all. How could this man be me?"
"Okay." Gu Chen didn't bother him, and asked: "Zhang Xiaomei's death time was between 7 and 9 o'clock two nights ago. Where were you during this time?"
"Two days ago?" Zhang Wenqing crossed his hands and held his chin with one hand and said: "Two nights ago? By the way, two nights ago, I and Ah Zhong from the village were the people who called me outside the door just now.
, I was watching TV with him at my house."
"Watching TV?" Lu Weiwei expressed disbelief.
Zhang Wenqing affirmed: "Yes, I invited him to come to my house that night. We drank together and watched variety shows together. We were together the whole night."
Seeing that the three of them were hesitant, Zhang Wenqing added: "If you don't believe it, you can ask Azhong to come over and ask questions to see if it's the same as what I told you?"
Gu Chen said without saying a word, "Call him immediately and call him back."
Ten minutes later, the fat man driving a pickup truck parked outside the village committee gate and hurried back to the office.
Seeing three policemen and Zhang Wenqing sitting there, the fat man couldn't help but be startled, and quickly asked Zhang Wenqing next to him: "Wenqing, you called me back in such a hurry, what happened?"
"A Zhong." Zhang Wenqing saw the fat man coming back and said to him in a low voice: "Zhang Xiaomei is dead. She was stabbed to death with a knife."
"What?" It was exactly the same as Zhang Wenqing's reaction just now. After the fat man heard that Zhang Xiaomei was stabbed to death, his face was surprisingly ugly: "She... why did she die? Wasn't everyone in the circle of friends looking for her before?
?”
"I don't know either." Zhang Wenqing looked innocent, and then said: "Now the police comrades have restored a hand-drawn drawing based on the witnesses at the time. The suspected perpetrator is very similar to me, so they are now
If you doubt me, you have to testify against me."
"You?" The fat man also said dumbfounded: "How...how could it be you? Also, how can I testify with you?"
"Just two days ago, that night two days ago, did I drink with you? Also, were we watching a variety show live that night? Just think about it again that night."
Zhang Wenqing also looked aggrieved and quickly asked the fat man Ah Zhong to testify.
Also in order to prevent the fat man Azhong from being overly guided by Zhang Wenqing, Gu Chen directly interrupted: "Your name is Azhong?"
"Yes." The fat man said.
"What's your full name?" Gu Chen asked again.
"Zhang Wenzhong."
"How old is it? Please tell me your ID number."
"Oh, I am 37 this year, and my ID number is..."
After a few small questions, Azhong quickly recovered from his anxious state.
Gu Chen pointed to an empty bench next to him and said, "Sit there first. I have something to ask you."
"Okay." Zhang Wenzhong also nodded and quickly sat on the stool.
"Did you drink at Zhang Wenqing's house two nights ago?" Gu Chen asked.
Zhang Wenzhong nodded: "Yes... yes, we came here to drink."
"About what time is it?" Gu Chen asked again.
"Probably..." Zhang Wenzhong suddenly felt a little confused and stammered: "I probably don't remember this either. Who would remember the time? It's night anyway."
Gu Chen turned the notebook to the latest page, turned around and asked Zhang Wenqing: "Zhang Wenzhong doesn't even know when he was drinking with you that night, how can he prove what you said before?"
"This..." Zhang Wenqing was immediately confused by Gu Chen's question. However, he quickly reacted and said hurriedly: "By the way, that night, there happened to be a variety show live broadcast. It was an annual carnival party on a short video platform.
, the TV station has live broadcast."
"Many celebrities and Internet celebrities came on stage to sing that night. We also had a local Internet celebrity from Jiangnan City who sang two songs. I was bragging to Azhong at the time. Two years ago, being an Internet celebrity was not very popular.
When we became famous, we even had dinner together. If you don’t believe me, you can ask Azhong.”
Zhang Wenqing once again set his sights on Zhang Wenzhong.
The fat man Zhang Wenzhong scratched his head and recalled: "Yes, there was indeed a live broadcast of this program that night. The Internet celebrity in Jiangnan City was a pretty girl."
"At that time, Wenqing was bragging to me, saying that he had dinner with this internet celebrity a few years ago, but he said that he could not become famous, and now he is being slapped in the face. I remember talking about this, and the female internet celebrity was indeed in
I sang two songs on stage."
Lu Weiwei quickly searched for relevant information on her mobile phone, nodded and said: "Yes, two days ago, this short video annual carnival party did cooperate with the provincial TV program and live broadcast the party together."
"And our local Internet celebrity from Jiangnan City did indeed sing two songs on stage."
"Where's the time?" Gu Chen quickly asked again.
After repeated searches, Lu Weiwei responded: "According to the program list, the time for our local Internet celebrity in Jiangnan City to play should be around 8:20 pm."
The scene suddenly became quiet.
Gu Chen fell silent.
Officer Wang also fell silent.
Everyone had previously concluded that the murderer of Zhang Xiaomei was most likely Zhang Wenqing, the accountant of the Zhangjia Village Committee.
But now it seems that Zhang Wenqing did drink with Zhang Wenzhong at home that night.
After all, the TV program was live that night, and both of them could tell the content of the live broadcast.
This means that Zhang Wenqing has evidence of his alibi that night.
"Are you sure you were with Zhang Wenqing that night? How long did you spend together from before the show started to the end?"
Lu Weiwei didn't want to give up and continued to ask Zhang Wenzhong.
Zhang Wenzhong said: "I remember we were drinking together before it got dark. We drank until late at night, and then I was dizzy and ready to leave. When I got home, it was already around midnight, and I checked the time.
, it can’t be wrong.”
The scene was surprisingly quiet again...
Seeing that his suspicion was eliminated, Zhang Wenqing also said with an innocent face: "Comrade police, I said I was not at the scene, right? That night we both drank and watched the show all night long, chatting and talking, and I never left the village at all.
"
"Besides, you said that Zhang Xiaomei was killed. I have never seen Zhang Xiaomei. Secondly, after I drank, I was so dizzy. How could I kill someone and fall asleep while lying on the bed?"
"Besides, even if I want to commit murder, and Zhang Xiaomei is not in the village, it will take me time to get to the place where she died, right? Do you think it's possible in terms of time?"
Lu Weiwei was also a little embarrassed by Zhang Wenqing's series of questions, and hurriedly asked Gu Chen: "It seems that the murderer is really not Zhang Wenqing."
"Since it's not Zhang Wenqing, maybe it's someone else in their village." Officer Wang still wanted to persist.
After all, it has been speculated that the murderer of Zhang Xiaomei was probably an acquaintance, so Officer Wang still believed that the murderer might be from Zhangjiacun.
Zhang Wenqing was also stunned and asked Officer Wang curiously: "What do you mean..."
"Yes, who else in your village is over 180cm tall and has a similar body shape to you?"
"That... really doesn't happen." Zhang Wenqing responded readily: "The average height of people in our village is not very high. There are some who are over 180cm tall, but there are very few who are similar in size to me, and most of them are fat."
"In other words, apart from you, there is no other man with the figure in the portrait in the village?" Gu Chen asked.
"Yes?" Zhang Wenqing was very sure.
The fat man Zhang Wenzhong also affirmed: "Yes, I can testify that the murderer you are looking for is definitely not in our village. Even if he is an acquaintance, he is definitely not from our village."
Officer Wang is a little troubled...
Based on Gu Chen's hand-drawn drawings of the restored scene, Zhang Wenqing was quickly targeted.
But having said that, no one actually handles cases like this.
If you were an ordinary person, you might not be able to make a decision based on a hand-drawn drawing.
But Gu Chen is different. Gu Chen has a unique talent for simulating character drawing.
It was precisely because he believed in Gu Chen's hand-drawn drawings that Officer Wang could confidently target Zhang Wenqing.
But now, if what the fat man Zhang Wenzhong said is true, then Zhang Wenqing has evidence of alibi.
Therefore, the only previous clue was interrupted, which meant that the suspect had to be found again.
But in this way, it is undoubtedly finding a needle in a haystack.
There were no traces of the murderer left on the body of the deceased Zhang Xiaomei, which shows that the murderer came prepared and eliminated the traces after the murder.
And Zhang Xiaomei is a solitary character. The clues in Zhangjiacun are interrupted and new clues need to be found. An almost difficult Mathematical Olympiad problem lies in front of her.
Officer Wang gave a wry smile, stood up and said, "Mr. Zhang Wenqing, we are also investigating the murderer, so we must carefully investigate anyone who is suspected, so don't mind."
"Haha, what are you talking about?" Zhang Wenqing didn't seem to care, and said with a faint smile: "Cooperating with the police in handling the case is our obligation. As long as it can prove my innocence, what if I am misunderstood? I don't care.
."
"That's good if you think so." Officer Wang also said happily.
But now the problem arises. The murderer is not Zhang Wenqing, which means that he is going in the wrong direction. If it is not Zhang Wenqing, how should he investigate next? Officer Wang is in a dilemma.
He looked at Gu Chen beside him who had been staring at the notebook and thinking over and over again, and asked him: "Gu Chen, what do you think now?"
Gu Chen said nothing and continued to think while staring at the notebook.
This made Officer Wang a little embarrassed, so he smiled and said, "My partner usually tends to forget himself when doing research."
"Haha, comrades in the police work seriously and carefully, which is worth learning from us." Zhang Wenqing also smiled, with the same enthusiasm as before.
At this moment, Gu Chen suddenly looked up at him and said hurriedly: "Mr. Zhang Wenqing, can you take us to your home?"
"What?" Zhang Wenqing didn't expect Gu Chen to say this suddenly. He was stunned for a moment, and then weakly replied: "You...you want to go to my house?"
"Yes!" Gu Chen directly closed the transcript, stood up and said, "I need to go to your home to verify the situation, and I also ask Mr. Zhang Wenqing to cooperate."
When Lu Weiwei saw that Gu Chen had an idea, she knew that Gu Chen might have made a new discovery, so she immediately followed suit and said, "Yes, Mr. Zhang Wenqing, is it convenient for us to take us to visit your home?"
"Huan...welcome, of course you are welcome."
At this moment, Zhang Wenqing was trying to force a smile, and it was not clear whether he was really welcoming or pretending to welcome.
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