Zhang Yichi turned to the third page of the report, which was a floor plan of the crime scene. They had one living room and one bedroom. Their home was very small.
"This is your home?" Zhang Yichi asked.
No. 1 glanced at the floor plan and said "Hmm": "The toilet and kitchen are squeezed together, and there is only one bedroom. The most troublesome thing is that the water and electricity will be cut off from time to time, but fortunately it is still close to the place of work. Ha,
This is the only shabby house in this kind of land where you can live for a month for only 1,000 yuan - not including water and electricity bills."
Zhang Yichi listened and also looked at the floor plan: "Do you usually sleep with your brother?"
"Well." No. 1 had been calm before, but since he talked about his family situation, his tone began to have a hint of sadness, "I have been sleeping with my brother for these years. In the past, he would sneak out when I was away or sleeping, and he went out several times.
It was dangerous. So when I went to sleep, I would tie our hands together with a rope, so that if he made any movement, I could wake up as soon as possible."
"Then how do you take care of him at work?" Zhang Yichi asked again.
"Normally, at 10:30, I will tie myself and my brother up to sleep. When I wake up at 0:00, I will quietly untie the ropes and then make the design drawings. When I finish, I will go to bed at the same time. Three or four o'clock earlier,
It will be later at five or six o'clock. After finishing the work, I will tie the rope. I will sleep until 7:30, then get up and make breakfast for my brother. Then I will wake up on the 2nd and take my brother to the billiards hall near the company. That billiards hall.
My boss is a very good friend of mine. After he heard about me, he kindly helped me take care of my brother. In fact, it can’t be said to be taking care of my brother. He just locked up my brother and watched him not do dangerous things, and gave him some food at noon.
Just food."
Zhang Yichi nodded and wrote in his notebook what time each of their personalities was doing.
"However, we can't let others help in vain. We will give the younger brother food and hard work money every month, which adds up to five or six hundred. In fact, it is quite good. If we really spend money to hire someone to look after our younger brother, we will pay that price. I can't afford it." Number 1's voice was low, and it seemed like he had been having a hard time these past few years. "After sending my brother there, I went to get off work on the 2nd. I usually get off work at 6 p.m. On the 3rd, I would pick up my brother home, cook, and help. My brother takes a shower. Anyway, this is basically how he comes here every day."
"Okay." Zhang Yichi finished writing the last word in his notebook, put the notebook aside, and picked up the report book, "We have almost finished understanding the situation. Let's start looking for the murderer now."
"How to find it?" No. 1 has not yet recovered from the sad mood and is slightly depressed.
Zhang Yichi spread the floor plan between the two of them: "If you want to prove that you are not the murderer, and if you want to avoid being erased, you have to analyze it with me and find out the truth... Your brother fell to his death from the balcony next to the kitchen and bathroom.
, do you think it was No. 3 who pushed it down?"
"All the windows in our house have been modified and can only be opened one-third. It is difficult to get out of that small space. And my brother is short. If he wants to jump from there, he has to step on a stool. But I
When I woke up, there was no stool on the balcony. No. 3 didn't make him fall down, how could my brother fall down?" No. 1 tried his best to suppress his anger.
"But this is a joint crime. If we just push your brother down, is there a need to join forces? No. 3 can do it alone during his awakening period." Zhang Yichi said, he always maintained his composure.
He is calm, so he can quickly find the illogical places. "In addition, if No. 3 wanted to kill his brother, why would he choose this method that does not sound very convenient? He could use a knife or other easier and more convenient methods.
of……"
No. 1's breath was a little unstable: "When I woke up, the balcony was in a mess, as if there had been a fight. I don't know what happened during that time..."
Zhang Yichi took in everything, exhaled gently, and kept quiet for a while, giving No. 1 some time to recover.
A few minutes later, No. 1's mood became much more stable, but he was still depressed: "Go on."
"Do you hate your brother? Do you think he is a burden?" Zhang Yichi asked a very sensitive question.
"It would be too false to say that I don't have these thoughts at all." No. 1 laughed at himself, "I have always annoyed him since I was a child. He has gotten into many troubles. I am exhausted from working every day and he still doesn't eat when I feed him. If
Without him, I can live quite well by myself. I know you are doubting me and looking for my motive for killing my brother. But I will not kill my brother because of these, otherwise I would not be able to support him until now."
"...You said that you do have these thoughts, which surprises me. Your attitude has always been quite sincere. You don't need to be so nervous. I suspect it is normal." Zhang Yichi reassured No. 1.
Zhang Yichi will not let down his guard against No. 1 just because of what he said. After all, no one can be sure whether what No. 1 said is true or false. And No. 1 does have a motive to do such a thing, even if the motive is far-fetched at the moment.
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But it is true as he said. If he wanted to kill, he would have killed him long ago. Why did he have to wait until this time? And if No. 1 was really the one who did it, how did he let his brother fall to his death while No. 3 was awake?
Zhang Yichi stood up, put his hands in his pockets and walked around in the small secret room boredly: "Do you want to get up and walk? You have been sitting for so long."
No. 1 didn't listen to Zhang Yichi's words and got up. When Zhang Yichi walked to the back of No. 1, No. 1 stretched out his hand holding the cigarette case, turned around and asked, "Do you want to smoke?"
"Huh?" Zhang Yichi's eyes lit up, he pulled out a cigarette and thanked him, "Is there still cigarettes here?"
"Among the three of us, I am the only one who smokes, and I always have a cigarette in my pocket." No. 1 explained, and he also picked up a cigarette and started smoking.
The secret room was temporarily quiet, and Zhang Yichi stood in front of the locked door, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a cigarette.
What is behind this door? Where does it lead?
"Hmm..." He put the cigarette in his mouth, turned around and said to No. 1, "Look and see if there is a key or anything like that. There won't be such a door for no reason."
After that, he began to search the secret room carefully. No. 1 was not very interested in it and still did not get up. He just leaned over and searched half-heartedly.
The secret room was only so big and there was no place to hide, so it didn't take long for Zhang Yichi to find it.
"Huh..." Zhang Yichi looked at the door and asked No. 1, "Where do you think this leads to?"
"I don't know." Number 1 replied.
"Ha." Zhang Yichi threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out. He stretched out his hand and pulled the door hard. The door didn't move at all. "This door is very strong. It's impossible to break it open with force... Since we can't open it, let's wait for it."