Lu Dongming and Jiang Muyang came in from the outside one after another. Lu Dongming threw his backpack on the table, rubbed his cold red ears and complained: "What the hell is this weather? It's too cold." Jiang Muyang came directly from
I took toilet paper from the drawer and ran out.
The two of them went to Shunyuan City, which is adjacent to Liancheng, two days ago. When they left, the temperature was not so low, and they didn't even bring a thick cotton coat. Shunyuan City is a mountainous area and is even colder than Liancheng.
Duanmo got him a glass of water: "Drink something quickly to keep warm."
Lu Dongming took the cup and tested the temperature. He drank half of the cup in one breath and wiped his mouth: "My sister knows how to hurt people."
"How's it going?" Lu Wuchuan looked away from the computer and looked over.
"Oh my God, it took a lot of effort." Lu Dongming looked bitter and resentful, "Boss, you don't even know how cold it has been in Shunyuan these two days. Mu Yang and I braved the severe cold and ran to many places..."
Lu Wuchuan took off the half-rimmed glasses on his nose, rubbed his eyebrows and interrupted the tirade he was about to start: "Let's get to the point!"
"Boss, I find that you are getting more and more irritable now. I am about to get to the point." Lu Dongming put the coat he took off on the back of the chair and sat down on the desk, "Qiu Haiyan is Qiu Dalong.
His cousin is Qiu Guowang's cousin. Qiu Dalong's parents both worked in the mines. When he was a child, he often lived at his aunt's house. His aunt is Qiu Haiyan's mother. Therefore, although they are cousins, they grew up together, and their relationship
Very good, no different from brothers and sisters."
After saying that, he stopped talking. Duanmo blinked and asked, "That's all?"
"Sister, this is not a small amount of information, right?" Lu Dongming asked back.
Lu Wuchuan thought for a moment and asked, "Have you not seen Qiu Dalong?"
Lu Dongming's eyes widened and he exclaimed: "I'll go, boss, how do you know?"
"What you just mentioned can also be found out through the old neighbors of Qiu Haiyan's family. If it comes from Qiu Dalong's mouth, there must be more than this." Lu Wuchuan spread his hands, "This is not difficult to guess at all."
"The boss is the boss, so awesome!" Lu Dongming gave a thumbs up, and then said, "Yes, we did not see Qiu Dalong himself. He and his wife went to Hainan as part of a tour group organized by the mine retirement organization, and they have to wait until next week.
Come back. But I think this information is enough to prove Qiu Guowang's relationship with the serial murder case. Can he be summoned?"
"Isn't this... right? We have no evidence." Duan Mo hesitated.
Although Qiu Guowang is the nephew of Ye Ping's wife Qiu Haiyan, this does not mean that he is the murderer. In addition, there is no conclusive evidence as to whether Zhang Qiang is Ye Ping. The person is dead, and DNA identification cannot be done.
Lu Wuchuan picked up his cell phone and said while sending a message: "Qiu Guowang is not the murderer."
"Then what should we do now? We can't just wait, right?" Lu Dongming raked his hair irritably, "It's the end of the year now, and if the case cannot be solved, it will affect our team's detection rate.
"
"Hey, you are so enlightened and have a sense of collective honor." Jiang Muyang came in from outside and took out a bag of coffee from the drawer.
Lu Dongming sneered: "My consciousness has always been very high, but it was just not stimulated before."
"Have you reported to the Army?" Jiang Muyang asked, stirring the coffee.
"The report is over, why don't we wait for the boss to make an decision?"
After Lu Dongming finished speaking, everyone looked at Lu Wuchuan.
Lu Wuchuan calmly put down his phone: "I have informed the commander that they are bringing Qiu Guowang back."
"Didn't you just say that he was not the murderer?" Duan Mo felt very confused.
Not only just now, he also said that Qiu Guowang was not the murderer two days ago, and now he wanted to bring him back. What kind of trick was this? She couldn't figure it out.
"He is not the murderer, but it does not mean that he has no relationship with the murderer." Lu Wuchuan said, "Judging from the current situation, the evidence we have is too little to convict the murderer at all. It is better to find another way."
"Why... find another way?" Jiang Muyang's face was already full of confusion.
"The brain will rust if you don't move." Lu Wuchuan put on his glasses and started staring at the computer screen again. For these three young people, he would always leave some questions for them. This is to help them develop independent thinking.
Habits should grow as soon as possible.
The three of them also understood his intention, so they stopped asking further questions and went to study the case separately.
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Qiu Guowang sat in the interrogation chair with his head lowered and remained silent.
Yan Yishuai, who was sitting behind the interrogation table opposite, was leaning sideways, one arm resting on the back of the chair, staring at him from the corner of his eyes, also silent.
Jiang Muyang put one hand on the table and held his chin, almost falling asleep.
The entire interrogation room was extremely quiet. Not to mention a pin, even a hair falling to the ground, I'm afraid you could hear it.
This situation has lasted for two hours. Qiu Guowang did not speak, Yan Yishuai did not ask anything, and the two sides were in a stalemate. There are two reasons for this. One is to cause psychological pressure to the other party, and the other is to prepare
Corresponding evidence.
The headset hanging on Yan Yishuai's ear flickered, and he subconsciously pressed it with his fingers. After a moment, he pushed Jiang Muyang beside him.
The sleepy Jiang Muyang shivered and cast a questioning look at him.
Yan Yishuai winked in the direction of the door. He immediately understood, stood up and left the interrogation room.
The movement here did not affect Qiu Guowang. He was still hanging his head. If his chest were not still rising slightly, it would even make people think that what was sitting there was a statue, a relatively large statue.
After a while, Jiang Muyang opened the door of the interrogation room and came in, placing a bag on the interrogation table.
Yan Yishuai first pulled out a folder from it, opened it, looked at it, put it on the table, and then took out an evidence bag from the bag, which contained a pair of seemingly white sneakers.
The reason why I say it looks white is because these shoes are very dirty. The shoelaces have turned gray and yellow, and there are oil-like stains on them. The uppers are also covered with stains and dust, almost covering up the original color.
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Although the shoes are dirty, they are not old and have no damage. The soles have a complete pattern and there is almost no wear except for the outside of the back heel.
"How could such a good pair of shoes lead to such virtue?" Yan Yishuai held the pair of shoes in disgust through the evidence bag, walked to the interrogation chair, and placed them on the baffle.
"Qiu Guowang, you said you are such an old man, why don't you know how to straighten yourself up? Your shoes are so dirty that you can't even look at them."
The shoes fell on the baffle and made a muffled sound. Qiu Guowang's body trembled and he unconsciously hid back, but still did not make a sound.