Heng City Investigation Bureau!

Shen Ting looked at the picture, and went to the special project meeting room with Zhuo Yan to discuss it in detail.

Here, the police officers were also discussing the content of the picture:

"It seems that Zhang Fugui is not the murderer!"

"He must have taken the blame for the murder in order to protect his daughter."

"The fingerprints on the axe used to dismember the body also belong to Zhang Li.

It seems that Zhang Li was the one who killed and dismembered the person.

This woman is quite cruel!"

"However, Zhang Li is already dead, so why should Zhang Fugui take the blame for her?

This doesn’t make sense!?”

"Are you worried that Sun Qianqian will get hurt?

Maybe Zhang Fugui felt that if Sun Qianqian knew it was her mother who killed her father, she might find it hard to accept?

"Maybe Zhang Li is involved in other secrets?"

…

Everyone was discussing enthusiastically, and when they saw Shen Ting and Zhuo Yan walk in, they all looked at them.

Zhuo Yan pointed at a crew-haired police officer from the task force and said with a smile:

“He was the one who discovered this picture.

This young man is quite attentive.”

"Luck, it's all luck!"

The crew cut officer puffed out his chest, looked at Shen Ting and smiled:

"Team Leader, you previously asked Captain Xu to interrogate Zhang Fugui.

I want to get more details of the case from him.

But I remember that at that time, Zhang Fugui had already pleaded guilty.

Team leader, with this instruction, did you realize long ago that Zhang Fugui was not the one who actually killed Matsumoto Ziqing?

In addition, there is definitely no problem with the team leader's bloodstain analysis.

That is to say, it is likely that Zhang Fugui actually hit Matsumoto Koqing with a hammer in the living room.

only!

He wasn't hammering a living person, but a corpse?

"Team Leader, you've never seen this picture, yet you know all this. Did you discover something unusual in the bloodstains?"

“That’s right!”

Chen Ting looked at the crew cut officer and nodded in approval:

“You have made a good analysis.

I subsequently analyzed other more special bloodstains and indeed found some anomalies.

The latest results so far..."

Shen Ting paused, frowned and said:

“Let’s not talk about this for now!

Doesn’t Zhang Fugui want to talk to me?

I'll tell you in detail after I talk to him!"

Zhuo Yan, who was standing next to him, nodded quickly:

"good!

We are all ready!"

…

A moment later!

Shen Ting left the special project meeting room and came to an interrogation room.

Shen Ting sat opposite Zhang Fugui with an expressionless face.

He didn't know how to interrogate, so he could only pretend to be cold:

"Zhang Fugui, this room does not have any recording equipment as per your request.

However, behind this glass are police officers.

If you make any unusual moves, they will rush in immediately.

Well, what do you want to tell me?"

While Shen Ting was speaking, Zhang Fugui's eyes were always looking at him.

As an investigator, Shen Ting's gaze made him feel a little uncomfortable, as if the secret in his heart had been seen through.

As soon as Zhang Fugui opened his mouth, the "coldness" on Shen Ting's face almost couldn't be held back:

“You’re a good person!”

Zhang Fugui looks sincere!

Shen Ting coughed dryly: "Oh, you specially asked me to come here, didn't you just want to tell me this?"

Zhang Fugui smiled lightly:

"Officer, do you know what I used to do?"

"I'm doing business!"

Shen Ting had read Zhang Fugui's information and knew that his many properties were accumulated through business.

Moreover, since they were able to send their daughter to study abroad in the last century, their family was obviously quite wealthy.

But Zhang Fugui shook his head:

“That was later.

When I was young, I actually rode a tricycle to pull people.

This is a profession that requires a lot of observation and observation.

We need to make the guests happy without offending them.

The line between the two is actually difficult to grasp, because everyone's acceptance of jokes is different.

Over time, after looking at a customer two or three times, I know his personality, what he can say, what he cannot say, what jokes I can make, and what I can talk to him about.

Haha, I'm just bragging. When I recruited people back then, I had the most repeat customers.

Even my first pot of gold was earned by my customers.”

Zhang Fugui leaned forward slightly, and at this angle, the police officers outside could not see his mouth shape.

I only heard him say seriously:

“So, when I first met Matsumoto Ziqing, I knew he was greedy and would do anything to get what he wanted.

Nothing good will come of getting involved with him.

It's a pity that Li Er was blinded by what she thought was love!"

Zhang Fugui turned to look at Shen Ting:

"And the first time I saw you, I knew you were a good person.

You can't bear to let an innocent girl who wants to protect her mother bear the guilt of killing her own father.

Let her live in guilt for the rest of her life."

Are you confronting me?

Want to flatter me?

Does this old man know that I found his granddaughter?