"Do you think what I said makes sense?" Zhang Yichi asked.
Zhang Nanyang said nothing.
The atmosphere in the room was a bit depressing. Zhang Yichi glanced outside, walked to the door and opened it: "Is there anything else? If not, I'll leave first."
The original plan was to ask Zhang Nanyang to take him to learn more about the terrain of the village, but given the current situation, the other party probably had no intention of helping, so he planned to go and check it out alone.
"Let's go, Brother Zhang, I'll take you there." Zhang Nanyang stood up from the chair, took a long breath, and a smile filled his face again.
Zhang Yichi looked at him blankly, and noticed that Zhang Nanyang was still a little unhappy: "You also understand, I am just a little policeman——"
"Hi! What's up?" Zhang Nanyang interrupted Zhang Yichi, opened the door with a smile and led Zhang Yichi out.
The two were walking on a small road in the village, and Zhang Nanyang explained the surrounding situation. At Zhang Yichi's request, Zhang Nanyang even knew how many people lived in each household, their gender, age, and their relationship with Wang Shimin and Wang Shiren's family.
Speak clearly.
Neighbors in the village look up to each other without looking down, and Zhang Nanyang is a primary school teacher, so he basically knows everyone in the village, so he has not encountered any trouble in this regard.
It took more than half an hour to check dozens of households. Because they were on the way, Zhang Nanyang took Zhang Yichi to a hilltop. Zhang Yichi first looked down at the terrain and drew a map, and then continued to check other households.
"Wang Shimin's house is over there, right?" Zhang Yichi squatted on the ground in a high-low posture, and while asking, he put paper on his legs and started to draw a map.
"Yes, that's the house." Zhang Nanyang looked in the direction Zhang Yichi pointed and nodded.
"Okay." Zhang Yichi marked it carefully, and then asked, "Where is Uncle Sun's house?"
Zhang Nanyang was confused: "Uncle Sun...which Uncle Sun?"
"The one who saw Liu Cuilan passing by their house on the day Liu Cuilan died."
"Oh, Mr. Sun." Zhang Nanyang said Uncle Sun's nickname in the village, "His home is over there."
Zhang Yichi looked over, wrote down the location of Uncle Sun's house, and then used his memory to mark the place where Liu Cuilan died.
Starting from his own home, he passed by Uncle Sun's house, and then died at a place on the edge of the mountains.
These three places are the places where Liu Cuilan is known to have appeared on the day of her death. Zhang Yichi connected these three places together through the map he drew.
These three places are connected almost in a straight line, which means that Liu Cuilan should have walked specifically towards the mountains at that time, and did not go there because of something unexpected happened in the middle.
In addition, there is a long distance from Liu Cuilan's home to the place of death. Yesterday, Zhang Yichi and Wang Shiren rode bicycles from the village committee to the place of Liu Cuilan's death, which took a full thirty or forty minutes.
Zhang Yichi plans to have a basic understanding of the remaining residents later, complete the map drawing, and follow Liu Cuilan's route. On the one hand, he will calculate how long Liu Cuilan will spend on the road, so as to further determine the time of her death.
On the other hand, he also wanted to go to the crime scene to look for any missing clues.
"Hey! Brother!"
There were shouts from the bottom of the mountain.
After putting the map away, Zhang Yichi stood up and looked around, only to see Chen Chun panting and rushing up.
"Don't go up! Let's get down!" Zhang Nanyang said loudly.
Chen Chunsheng stood there and rested.
Zhang Yichi and Zhang Nanyang came to the foot of the mountain to meet Chen Chunsheng.
"Brother Zhang, Brother Nanyang." Chen Chunsheng greeted the two of them, "My father asked me to find you, and brother Zhang, didn't you say you wanted me to walk with you in the village in the afternoon?"
"Um."
"Just in time, I have something else to do. Chunsheng, please accompany Brother Zhang to continue shopping." Zhang Nanyang seemed to have something to do. When he saw Chen Chunsheng, he entrusted everything to him and left in a hurry.
Watching Zhang Nanyang go away, Chen Chunsheng gasped and asked: "Brother Zhang, what are we doing later?"
Zhang Yichi glanced at the unfinished map, pointed to the direction on the other side that he had not yet learned about, and said: "Go there to learn about the terrain and the residents."
"It works."
…
More than an hour later, Zhang Yichi had grasped the general topography of the village, the distribution of residents and other information. It was still early, so after taking a short rest, Zhang Yichi and Chen Chunsheng arrived at the door of Uncle Sun's house.
"Uncle Sun said that Liu Cuilan passed by his house around seven o'clock." Zhang Yichi said to Chen Chunsheng, "Chunsheng, Liu Cuilan has not been in your village for a long time. Does she know the topography of your village?"
"Just like that, I don't usually go out. Anyway, I know everyone on the street." Chen Chunsheng replied.
Zhang Yichi thought for a moment: "Then you lead the way and we go from the main road to the place where Liu Cuilan died."
"That's far away! Brother Zhang, can you...can you walk?" Chen Chunsheng exclaimed.
"Yes, let's go." Zhang Yichi wrote down the current time, 4:12 pm.
Seeing that Zhang Yichi said that he could walk, Chen Chunsheng said nothing more and began to walk from the main road to the mountain location where Liu Cuilan died as required.
At half past five, the two arrived.
It took about an hour and twenty minutes, Zhang Yichi silently noted the time, and then took Chen Chunsheng to the place where Liu Cuilan actually died.
Everything here is still the same, and no one has been here since Zhang Yichi left.
"I heard from my father and the others that my aunt died there?" Chen Chunsheng pointed to the gravel under the path near the mountain.
"No." It was still daylight now, Zhang Yichi carefully observed the surroundings, trying to find any missed clues, "The murderer stoned Liu Cuilan to death here, and then moved Liu Cuilan to the foot of the path.
Causing her to slip and fall to her death."
Chen Chunsheng said "ah" in surprise: "Can it still be like this?"
Zhang Yichi did not reply.
"Brother Zhang, what are you looking for?" Chen Chunsheng approached Zhang Yichi and asked.
"Let's see if there are any missing clues. This is the scene of the first crime, and every clue is crucial." Zhang Yichi concentrated on searching, "You can also search to see if there is anything strange."
"Oh." Chen Chunsheng enthusiastically helped them search together.
After half an hour, the two found no clues.
Zhang Yichi clapped his hands, put his hands on his hips and looked around, thinking about where the murder weapon would be thrown.
"There's nothing, Brother Zhang." Chen Chunsheng said with a bitter face.
Zhang Yichi was looking around thoughtfully, ignoring Chen Chunsheng again.
Chen Chunsheng sat on a stone to rest, waiting for Zhang Yichi to finish thinking about what to say.
For a long while, Zhang Yichi frowned and looked at the map again. On the map, Wang Shi's family, Uncle Sun's family, and the place where Liu Cuilan died formed a straight line. He had previously concluded that Liu Cuilan should have come here specifically because of this straight line.
of.
But now he realized that he had overlooked the most crucial point.