Chapter 118
After Chang Ting arranged the work on Qi'an's side, he arrived at Lanzhou with forensic doctor Xie and Cheng Peng from the trace examination department.
The group conducted on-site investigations, field visits, investigations, and autopsies at the Qingde Auto Repair Shop.
I was busy from day to early the next morning before returning to my hotel room to take a nap for a few hours.
In the morning, Chang Ting got up, took a shower, and pulled his roommate Zhang You out of bed.
"Get up and wash your face. Call Song Zhou and Chen He to come over and take their statements."
"Hmm..." Zhang You was not awake at all. He sat on the bed with his messy hair standing up and looked dazed.
"Wake up, there's still a lot to do today."
Chang Ting patted his head and instructed, "Tell them not to come together, talk separately. Call Song Zhou first."
He moved the desk and chairs, set up the law enforcement recorder, and set up a temporary inquiry room.
When Song Zhou came over, he was still dressed as usual.
The clothes that Chen He asked the waiter to buy for him were all beige, camel and brown.
She wore a new pair of thin gold-rimmed glasses and had loose curly hair.
Standing there, it feels like a cup of sweet cappuccino.
Everything is still dressed in the same style as before, but something is different.
He looked a little dazed, and his movements were somewhat restrained, as if he was tied up by an invisible rope.
Zhang You sat at the desk, taking notes on his laptop. Chang Ting sat slouched on the edge of a bed and pointed to a chair: "Sit."
Song Zhou went over and sat down, his steps a little stiff.
"Tell me what happened." Chang Ting said.
Song Zhou spoke calmly, "Xing Yao drugged me in the mineral water bottle in my car. When I woke up, I was already at the Qingde Auto Repair Shop, my hands and feet tied."
Zhang You stopped typing and said, "Doctor Song, you need to be more specific. For example, where did you park your car?"
Song Zhou kept his mouth shut and didn't answer. Chang Ting spoke up, "Don't interrupt him. Just remember what he says and add the details later."
"Oh..." Zhang You continued to record obediently.
Song Zhou looked up at Chang Ting, seeming a little surprised.
Then he looked away, staring only at his crossed fingers, and spoke slowly and clearly.
Of course, all the parts about "I am Qiu Song" were skipped.
The focus was on the following things: Xing Yao ordered Xu Candong to kill Teacher Feng, and there was another murderer behind the scenes.
More than a day had passed since the incident, and he had enough time to organize his thoughts and prepare his wording.
We strive to conceal some of the deletions so as not to affect the completeness of the narrative.
"According to Xing Yao, it wasn't Xing Yao who first harmed Qiu Yue." Song Zhou lowered his head, his voice a little hoarse, "Xing Yao said that it was indeed him who asked Yu Aiai to call Qiu Yue out of the dormitory, and in the end, it was him who...buried Qiu Yue alive.
"But during this time, there was another person who hurt Qiu Yue. This person mistakenly believed that Qiu Yue was dead, so they asked Xing Yao to clean up the mess and bury her."
Chang Ting pondered and said, "So, Xing Yao seems to be serving that person. The other murderer is the main culprit."
Of course, I have a clear suspect in mind. But... I have a solid alibi.
Chang Ting frowned, his mind filled with doubts.
Song Zhou continued talking, explaining how he fought back.
"It's you, Officer Chang. You called me earlier to remind me to be careful, so I was cautious and hid a small blade on the back of my belt.
"When I found myself tied up, I struggled to get it out and slowly cut the rope. The blade was small and the rope was strong, so it took a while to cut."
Zhang You couldn't help but show admiration on his face: "Doctor Song looks so elegant, but I didn't expect he even knew the art of hiding a razor blade!"
Song Zhou didn't answer, his face gloomy.
Chang Ting spoke up: "What's that? You can learn it from TV dramas. Don't you see who they are married to? These two are more talented than the other!"
Song Zhou couldn't tell whether Chang Ting was praising him or scolding him. He raised his head and glared at Chang Ting with hostility.
You can scold yourself, but you can't scold Chen He. No matter what, just glare at her first.
Chang Ting rolled his eyes and mouthed silently: A dog bites Lu Dongbin...
Zhang You was a little excited. "Forensic Doctor Xie said that although Xing Yao's body was charred, it can be determined that he was beaten severely before his death. Both arms and one wrist were dislocated. Did you do this, Doctor Song?"
Song Zhou said in a dry voice, "Yes."
Chang Ting cleared his throat and spoke again: "Rehabilitation doctors do this. Twisting it off or screwing it back on, isn't it the same?"
Zhang You looked at Song Zhou with even more respect and couldn't help but shrugged his shoulders: "Ah - I won't dare to mess with doctors in the future."
Song Zhou curled his lips and said, "Actually, I had already cut the rope a long time ago, but seeing that Xing Yao was very willing to talk, I thought of trying to get more out of him and held back."
Chang Ting nodded: "Serial killers usually have a strong desire to show off. They are eager to show off themselves, but they usually have to hide their crimes.
"His happiness has no one to share, and he finally found you as an audience, so he can talk endlessly."
Song Zhou sighed, "I was also trying to get the other murderer's name. Unfortunately, I failed. I thought that as long as he was still breathing, you would be able to find him out. I didn't expect that he would be killed in the explosion."
He hung his head in frustration.
Zhang You said as a matter of course: "It will definitely explode. He must die there. I knew it a long time ago."
The other two looked at him in surprise. Chang Ting asked, "How did you know?"
Zhang You clenched his fist with confidence, "Because Teacher Chen's cartoons are drawn this way, it will definitely come true!"
Chang Ting smacked him on the head with a slap. "I thought you had some extraordinary insights! The recorder is still on, what nonsense are you talking about!"
Chang Ting angrily threw a mint candy into his mouth, and his inflamed forehead felt much cooler.
He asked Song Zhou, "So, after you and Chen He took Niu Zhuangzhuang away, Xing Yao was the only one left in the workshop.
"Xing Yao flipped the switch a long time ago. The power to the entire workshop is now out. It's unlikely that an electrical fire caused the explosion. Do you think Xing Yao could have gotten the remote control?"
"Are you talking about suicide? Xing Yao is a coward. Even if he had the chance, he wouldn't commit suicide." Song Zhou shook his head and added authoritatively, "Chen He thinks so too."
He recalled the details, "The modified lighter was lying on the ground, unmoved. The remote control must have fallen quite far away. Xing Yao's condition at the time...it must have been difficult for him to move."
Xing Yao's arms were dislocated and his legs were tied. Unless he had extraordinary willpower, he could crawl to the remote control like a worm and press the controller with his chin or foot.
It feels extremely difficult.
The more Song Zhou thought about it, the more impossible it seemed. He accidentally looked up and his eyes met Chang Ting's.
He noticed that Chang Ting was looking at him with a curious look.
Song Zhou was annoyed by being looked at, and hostility flashed in his eyes: "Do you suspect that I took the remote control and secretly detonated it when no one was paying attention?"
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