Yesterday’s headlines
I’m alone in the night.
Zhao knocked on the last word of the morning and just tried to stretch out and the phone rings.
“It’s strange that today is too fast. “Hello, yes, it’s me. I’m sorry.
Zhao stood up and opened the door, wearing a bright yellow dress with a same helmet on his head and a plastic bag with a food box in his left hand, with an A4 piece of paper in his right hand, and he did not deliver the delivery to Zhao, saying, “Is it Mr. Zhao?” I’m sorry.
“Yeah, didn’t we just talk on the phone? Zhao is strange.
That’s not it. “Showers shake their heads. “I mean, are you the one who wrote the novel? I’m sorry.
One.
Zhao was surprised that his name was correct, but he was not well-known and wrote a small story of reasoning. It was hard to think that he had a day to be recognized. He said, “Yeah, I’m the one who wrote the reasoning novel. Can I help you? You’re not gonna sign it, are you? I’m sorry.
When the delivery rider shook his head, he lifted up the A4 paper in his hand, saying, “I wrote a novel, too, would you please look at it? I sent it so quickly today for that. I’m sorry.
Zhao thought, “Well, it’s done, it’s nothing today, but you have to answer one question.” Zhao, as the author of the reasoning, did not immediately promise to do so, but rather used to ask questions.
The delivery rider nods his head: “As you wish. I’m sorry.
“How do you know I’m Zhao? I should still be low-key. I’m sorry.
“I didn’t do anything to follow people or anything. “Did you not have a picture of yourself when you made your contribution to the magazine?” I’ve served you a meal before, and I feel familiar with your face, and I’ve sent you a few more times to make sure that it’s you, and I’ve only had the courage to ask you today. I’m sorry.
Zhao thought for a long time, as if there was something in his memory that he had just started to write, and he didn’t even live in this place because he thought he wanted a photo to accompany his introduction. After reading the other authors ‘ introductions to the magazine, he asked the editor to remove them.
“Then you’re an old fan. Zhao smiles, “Come in, let me see your script. I’m sorry.
The delivery rider walked into the house and when he came out, he didn’t bring out the original of the A4 piece of paper. On the afternoon of the same day, Zhao Jin, the author of the reasoning novel, was found dead in his home by the landlord who had come to collect the rent, and the originals were scattered in black and white, which allegedly caused the landlord to fall when he entered the house.
The following morning, the incident appeared in the local newspaper as the headlines, entitled ” The Mysterious Death of A Debrillist, Massive manuscripts at Home ” , which seemed to be more famous than he himself said.
Two.
“Ray, how’d it go with the murder of the writer yesterday? Leadership is important, after all, big and small is a writer. The chief of the criminal investigation team, Wang Yongfeng, came into the office and said to a young man wearing glasses that the latter was sitting at a computer table and looking at something.
“The cause of death and the time of death are almost deduced,” Ray’s eyeglasses, “first of all, it’s almost certain that he killed him, because the deceased had no reason to commit suicide and no suicide note was found at the scene. The time of death was between 12:30 and 1:30 yesterday. The victim had a visible trauma to the back of his brain, so I suspect the death was caused by a blunt blow to the back of his brain. However, since the murder weapon had not yet been found, the family of the deceased had refused to undergo an autopsy and had to be so suspected. I’m sorry.
“Well, how about a search?” Wang Yong-bong asked.
“There were no signs of fighting, and the furniture was neat and not even chopsticks for food fell on the ground. The deceased should have been eating before his death, with barbecues, fried rice and half a beer on his writing table. From the point of view of the fact that the deceased appears to have suddenly been hit on the head while eating, the possibility of an acquaintance committing an act is not excluded. After saying that, “This is the A4 paper that’s scattered on the ground.” I read it yesterday, and it was sort of a novel, but it wasn’t very good. It is not clear what the originals scattered on the ground meant, because from the scene, these A4 pieces of paper, unlike the natural ones, are all over the living room. If the killer did it, it might be to hide something. I’m sorry.
“Okay, I’ll take a look. Wang Yong Feng picked up the folder and then asked, “How is the relationship between the dead and society?” Any enemies or something? I’m sorry.
“When the deceased graduated from college, he began writing full-time, and in general, he was well-established, and social relations were simpler. No, it seems not. He has few friends and is currently single, and social software is chatting with netizens. It’s a good relationship with parents, but it’s not very frequent, like once a week. In addition to that, it was a conversation with the editor of the magazine, but it was all about work and was not very helpful for the detection of cases. I’m sorry.
“Good job, Ray. I’m impressed. Wang Yong Feng smiled over his thumb.
“Where would the royals be simply because the case is too simple, because the deceased’s work is special and much of the previous work has been omitted. Speaking of which, Ray smiled, and said, “In other words, if this simple case doesn’t come to light earlier…”
“Well, that too. Wang Yong Peak Nod.
“In the case of the case, the victim had a microblogging account, but it was not used very often, it was routine, like having a cold, reading books, eating anything, and so on, and there’s no useful information, no answers and no praises, not like the writer I remember…”
“Did the deceased have contact with any suspicious persons in the days before his death? I’m sorry.
Ray shakes his head, saying, “No, from the victim’s phone, the laptop hasn’t looked at it, but the documents are basically novels, and I don’t think I can find anything. I’m also coordinating with the property workers in the area where the deceased lived to send me a surveillance video of the last few days, and I think we’ll find something new. I’m sorry.
“This man is a bit too clean, so he can’t look at it…” Wang Yong Feng wrinkled his eyebrow, and Ray noded for it. After a while, Wang Yong-fung asked, “Who was the last person to touch the deceased?” The landlord?”
“The landlord will only go when he collects the rent, and according to him, the last time he saw the deceased was months ago. “As the dead man ordered a delivery, then the last person to touch him was probably a delivery rider.” I’m sorry.
“It’s too short a contact…” and Wang Yong Feng is a bit upset, “I don’t think he can ask anything. I’m sorry.
“What do you say? Should we contact the rider? “I’ve got a copy of all the contacts I’ve made with the victims in recent days.” I’m sorry.
“Good work, but…” and Wang Yongfung thought a little, “At this moment, it is not possible to determine whether the delivery rider is suspected of having committed a crime, and for the time being, consider him as an important witness, record him as an interview witness, and then give me his cell phone number and I will contact him. I’m sorry.
“Where’s Reeko and them?” Ray asked.
“Li, they’re off to another job. We’re in charge of this case for the time being. Wang Yong Feng said, “What’s the name of the delivery rider? I’m sorry.
“Let’s see.” Ray knocked on a couple of keyboards, “He called Fan Tai.” I’m sorry.
Wang Yong Feng noded and turned out of his office.
3
The meeting with Fang Tai was about at a cheap café, where the heat of summer left Wang Yong Feng unconscious, who ordered a glass of ice and half a glass of ice, and felt like he was drinking ice cream that concentrated a course of treatment.
Fantai had to send a single piece of it, with Wang Yong Feng on his back, relaxing his body, the sound of “pumping” and a folder falling off his armpit, so he realized that he was holding on to this thing, and that it must have been too tense to keep working.
He picked up the folder, a novel that was scattered at the crime scene. When Wang Yong Feng was young and loved books, there was little time left after work, and he now misses a busy afternoon. He opened the folder, took out the contents and looked at them at the cafe table.
To his surprise, the novel was handwritten, sketchy and childish, with no title and no author’s signature. A4 At the top of the paper, a yellow piece of paper is glued to the top with double-sided glue, with the title ” A man’s Internet chat with many people to deceive them to meet and see each other ” , which has led to multiple couples being called Red Lady, and under the line is a fly-head word, which says “As a result of the development of web chat software, online friends are becoming a popular way of dating. According to the information received, in recent days, a man who has made friends on the Internet, acting as if he had expanded the circle of relationships and even developed relationships on the Internet, has been able to create a couple of couples because of his lack of care. The man, who had begun online dating out of a playful mind, had been able to tell the truth about a couple who had fallen out of control, who thought that they would be blamed by the other side, and who was surprised by the enthusiasm of both sides, and who was even given a flag called “Moon’s Day.” I’m sorry.
It’s a clipping.
“There’s also this weird news…” Wang Yong-bong couldn’t stop crying, and he felt that the men in the news didn’t want to expand the circle so much for online friends, that they probably wanted to defraud, and then they felt unsuccessful.
Wang Yong Feng went on to look down, and the clippings were followed by a large section of the scrawny text, such as a tree-crushed rainforest, where Wang Yong Peak was strung with thorns, and perhaps the beginning of a story from a tired text, an unfocused text and a number of redacted handwritings: a man A and a woman B, who met through the name “Moon Old” in a huge online friendship, and became a couple with the help of “Moon Old.” But it didn’t last long, and the A gradually felt different from B. There was a lot of conflict in everyday life, and it ended badly. But B’s in love with A, and he’s always asking for A to get back together with himself. That concludes the paragraph.
“It’s very general… no, it’s just terrible. “Does it really come from a professional novelist?” I’m sorry.
He went to the next page, where he only saw a clipping, and then turned, as if the novel had four parts, each beginning with a clipping.
“It’s also interesting, which means that a novel is written from the real story? Wang Yong Feng speculated about the author’s creative intentions and wondered why he turned back to the second part, reading the title of the clipping, “Men steal in women’s dress at night, and are being followed to confess”.
Wang Yong Fengton came up with a spirit. This is a criminal case. The press clippings read that the police at the city police station had received reports from a crowd that the door of their own garment shop had been vandalized, and that the police had access to surveillance video footage of the shop being vandalized by a tall woman at midnight yesterday, suspected of having committed theft. Continuing to watch the surveillance video shows that the theft was stopped by another woman (hereinafter referred to as Zhang Zhi). According to an interview with the newspaper, Zhang went out one night to eat at night and walked out of the gate of the district, when he saw a tall woman who looked like her friend and followed her. When she saw her breaking the shop lock and wanting to steal, she shouted to draw her attention and grabbed her hair to stop the theft. The larceny was exposed and the Karo Emperor fled the scene, and the larceny is still at large.
“It’s a little funny…” Why didn’t Zhang come forward and follow after seeing a criminal who looked like a friend? The title says the criminal is being followed and told. Did Chang say “I like you” when he stopped the crime? That’s so weird. I’m sorry.
But it’s just a “news” that doesn’t know how long ago, and it’s probably too long since the man dressed as a woman was arrested, and there’s no point in trying to get into the details of the news, and it’s probably just a leak when a journalist writes. Wang Yong Feng left it and went on to read the part of the novel below the clippings, which he had read well. According to the novel, the man in the news dressed as a woman was the man A, Zhang was the woman B, B, who knew that A was a thief when he dated A, but had been harbouring him, and had been blackmailing A since the break-up, but had been rejected by A. Because B is familiar with A’s modus operandi and modus operandi, it’s the night after A’s crime followed directly to the crime scene, and then recommends after A’s disguise, threatening that if A refuses to report to the police, this time A’s being filmed by surveillance, he’ll be caught, A’s just saying that he thought about getting out of the scene, and then left to the right to write B’s consent, and B, naturally, didn’t call the police or even continue to hide key A’s information, A didn’t get caught and two were living together. This concludes the second part of the novel.
Wang Yong Feng looked at it, and the novel seemed to explain all the doubts and felt that it was still a bit of a professional writer. He turned to the third part of the page, when he walked into the café and looked around, and came to Wang Yongfung’s table, and said, “Hello, is he Officer Wang?” I’m Fang Tailai. I’m sorry.
Wang Yong Feng said that he would close his novels and drink the rest of the ice and be ready to start questioning.
4
Before we started, Wang Yong Feng took a look at Fang Tai. He’s not tall, he’s dark, he’s thin, he’s a hard man in the wind. It must be less than 30 years old, but the exact age of Wang Yong Feng cannot be guessed. It’s just a face, if you want to describe it, that’s a face you forget when you see it at noon. Anyway, it’s a salesman who shows up in front of nobody’s house.
“Let me make sure that you did make Zhao, which is the food delivery vendor for the novelist yesterday, right? Wang Yong Feng went to the subject.
“Yes, I’m sure. Fan Tai noding, “I read his book and gave him many meals.” I’m sorry.
“You’re his fan? I’m sorry.
“I can’t say. I read it when it’s okay. Fong Tai came back and said, “That’s his first work, right? That’s the only one I’ve seen. I haven’t seen the rest. I’m sorry.
Wang Yong Feng noded, and it was only in this case that he knew of such a writer in the city and had little knowledge of Zhao. And he asked, “Did you find something wrong with him when you delivered dinner yesterday? I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong? What do you mean?”
“Memotional”? I’m sorry.
“No, at least I can’t see it. I don’t even know him. I’m sorry.
“Well, did he order more meals than usual? Wang Yong Feng wonders if there are others in Zhao’s house.
“It’s all for one. He ordered a single set. I’m sorry.
“Do you remember the next time and service? I’m sorry.
“It’s about 12 o’clock next week. Fantai said, “However, it’s the peak of lunch, and the time may be different. I’m sorry.
“In less than a quarter of an hour? It’s that fast at the peak? Wang Yong Feng feels strange.
“Well, because I had some business with him, I had his order scheduled for the first delivery, and I didn’t pick up any more. Fan Tai explained, “I don’t know when I’ll finish what I asked him to do.” I’m sorry.
Wang Yong Feng was surprised: “What else can we do? He’s dead, don’t you know? I’m sorry.
“Huh? Fong Tailai’s eyes were astonished as Wang Yong Feng’s eyes were: “When I came, I said he had an accident, he didn’t die. When did this happen? I’m sorry.
“You were killed shortly after your meal. I’m sorry.
“You don’t suspect I did it, do you? I didn’t do anything…” Fantae is clearly panicking.
“Take it easy, if you’re sure you’re suspected of a crime, then I won’t sit here and talk to you, but I’ll ask you more seriously. You’re just a witness, Wang Yong Fengdo, “I’m asking you out to get some information, see if I can get some information useful for the case. You said you were asking the dead to do something. What’s the matter? I’m sorry.
“I wrote a novel that I wanted him to read for me. Fong Taeyin replied with the truth.
Wang Yong Feng showed Fan Tai his A4 paper.
When Fang came to see it, he knew it was a piece he had written, and he nodded and asked, “Why did you take it away?” I’m sorry.
“Your manuscripts are full of crime scenes, and we are tentatively of the view that the killer wanted to hide something, but there has been little progress in this regard. Wang Yong-fung took the manuscript back to the folder, wondering why the novel was so amateur, and said, “The manuscript is not returned to you for the time being, and the paper counts as physical evidence and may have to be fingerprinted later. I’m sorry.
“I cooperate, I cooperate. Fan Tai nod his head, “What else can he ask?” I’m sorry.
“Did the victim say when he could finish you? I’m sorry.
“It’s not the exact date,” Fantae shakes his head and says, “Well, at first he just lets me in his house, and it feels like it’ll be over soon.” He eats and changes, and I wait behind him, and when he eats half, he says you have a big problem with this novel, and then he asks me to go back and call me when he changes. I’m sorry.
“So you spent some time in the house? When did you leave?”
“Come on, I think it’s just around one point and I think it’s not more than five minutes. I’m sorry.
“Good. Wang Yong Peaks noded, and this reduced the time of death, making it possible to determine further that the time of death was between 1:00 and 1:30 p.m., and this trip was not for nothing.
Wang Yong Feng was silent for a while and figured out what else to ask. Fan Tai waits patiently, except the sound of “you have a new order” from time to time, which makes it seem like he’s not as patient as he looks.
“There’s nothing to ask for a moment. Let’s talk about something. “Why don’t you tell me about your novel?” I’m sorry.
“Ah, it’s just that I wrote it. Fantae scratches his head, and seems ashamed to say, “I have no culture, I write it from fun.” I’m sorry.
“No, I think there’s something to it. Did you collect all the clippings from around the world? I’m sorry.
“No, I’ll read the papers. They’re from local newspapers. They’re from the past. I’m sorry.
“It must be hard to find out from so many stories what can be used as material. “The questions of Wang Yong Feng are becoming chatty.
“It’s a long day and a long day, and it doesn’t bother you to write something. Fantai said, “I read a little more newspapers than a cell phone. I’m sorry.
“Don’t worry, I’ll give you back my notes in two days. “I see you’re busy too. Let’s keep in touch, okay? I’m sorry.
“No problem, no problem. Fan Tai has been busy with cell phone operations for a few hours. Time is money. I’m sorry.
Wang Yong Feng Noded and Fang Tai came up and walked out, and his mobile phone kept coming out of the delivery platform, urging him to walk as soon as he left the café door, he was riding an electric motorcycle, like a magnet running towards his iron mine.
Wang Yong-fung shakes the cup of coffee, and the ice in it rings, and he looks at Fang-Tai’s figure, and it’s getting darker and smaller.
5
When Wang Yongfeng returned to the team’s office, Ray was in the middle of a computer with numbers like two, three and four.
“Ray, what are you doing? I’m sorry.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaah, you’re back. “I’m watching the surveillance footage at 2 p.m., 3 p.m., 4 p.m., to see if there are any suspects. I’m sorry.
“How’s it going?”
“There is nothing to gain, no one enters and leaves the unit building between 2:00 and 3:00, and only one old man leaves between 3:00 and 4:00, but it is impossible to see the body and age of the killer. “The landlord came to see the dead at around 4:00, and there was little need for surveillance. I’m sorry.
“I see. I’ve got a little bit of something here. The time of death can be set at a point to one and a half. Wang Yongfeng placed the folder on the table, “This novel, written by the delivery of lunch meals to the deceased, wanted the deceased to revise his manuscript, and stayed at the deceased’s home until around a point. I’m sorry.
“Yeah, I see. Ray said, “Well, at 1:03, there’s a delivery rider coming out of the unit door. I’m sorry.
Wang Yong Feng came up and saw Fang Tai come out of the unit door, and the wind blew his clothes so tight that he was thin as a bamboo pole. Wang Yong Feng said, “Yes, he is Fan Tailai. I’m sorry.
“But there is no real breakthrough, and no suspects are found within the time frame of death. Fong Taeyi doesn’t have a murder weapon. “It’s only possible to guess that the killer has been hiding in the unit building until the deceased is found and then out, so as to reduce the suspicion. However, using this speculation as a benchmark for investigations, the scope of the search has been considerably expanded. I’m sorry.
“But it would be more suspicious to remain in the unit building, and how does the suspect know when the deceased was found? I’m sorry.
“The killer is a neighbor of the same building? After the murder, he went straight home and was not filmed by surveillance. I’m sorry.
“There is a possibility, but then the motive must be taken into account. Why are the dead killed by their neighbours when they do not go out often and have no enemies? Wang Yong Feng calmly analyses.
Ray didn’t talk, and the case seemed to be complicated at once. “Did you read the novel?” I saw the first two parts. I’m sorry.
“I’ve read it. It’s very general. It’s pure amateur. “Ray’s in trouble. “What’s up? I’m sorry.
“These scattered novels must have been purposeful, but if they were not made by the murderer, they could have been made by the deceased, and there must have been some information hidden in them. Wang Yong Feng speculates, “You tell me what’s going on, I won’t waste my time looking at it myself. I’m sorry.
“You said you saw the second part? I’ll start with the third part. “The third part is that both A and B go to the Games, and then they go home because B makes fun of the players’ physical disability, and they get scolded by A, and they start fighting, and the Games don’t end. I’m sorry.
“What’s a disability? I’m sorry.
“Because it’s interesting news, Fantae’s choice of news material is a mess. “The third part of the news is that a healthy man’s involvement in the trade is a cause for suspicion and a justification for his mental disability.” I’m sorry.
“And the fourth part? The end. I’m sorry.
“Part Four is the climax, A.B. has been arguing until home, finally bringing up A.’s theft. Despite the fact that A. hasn’t committed a crime for a long time, B. has often threatened A., almost if not the police. This time, it’s getting more intense, and it’s just going to ask A to marry her and say A never get rid of yourself. “A” killed B with a kitchen knife, then absconded and fainted in front of a residential building. Coincidentally, the discovery of B’s death scene and the discovery of A’s fainting are the same person, a delivery. I’m sorry.
“The delivery guy? I’m sorry.
“Yes, A ordered a delivery on the way home, and arrived shortly after A killed B. A. had absconded because A. had gone too fast to close the door and the seller outside saw the scene and called the police. When he went to deliver the next order, he found A at his destination. Turns out A ran around and ran to the place where the outsider gave the meal. This salesman saw blood all over his body. A. He was finally arrested and sentenced for theft. “The news here is “The Spooky Man’s Dinner was wrongly brought to the scene of the murder and the police called and the killer was found at his destination.” I’m sorry.
“It’s because he can find these strange stories. “Why did Wang Yong Feng suddenly faint?” Because it’s too fast?”
“No, the story ends here, and, in my opinion, it’s a novel with only ideas and no stories. “The dead are much better than him, at least the story is better.” I’m sorry.
“You read it? I’m sorry.
“Knowing his virgin writing, he wrote a story of a detective who had obtained clues by playing a case online and finally found the killer. “If it’s that simple, we can solve the case, what do the police do? I’m sorry.
“Well…” “I was just thinking, “There’s a strange place in Fang Taipei.”
At that point, a message came to Ray ‘ s ill-advised tweet, after which he suddenly looked up in his eyes as if he had seen a ghost. He said, “The kings, are in big trouble. The body was carefully examined at the hospital and the real cause of death was determined, and the deceased died as a result of a double-sulphuron reaction. I’m sorry.
What do you mean?
“In short, it’s taking pills and drinking, and it’s causing a fatal reaction, so-called “heads with wine, go.” “This is an accident?” I’m sorry.
Six.
“What happened? Why didn’t you check it out? Wang Yong-fong is also in trouble, which means that the case may have gone in the wrong direction, “thankfully it was only the day after the crime, and there was still time to remedy it.” I’m sorry.
“As a result of the refusal of the deceased’s family to undergo an autopsy, the hospital’s examination of the deceased was less nuanced and the injury to the victim’s brain was too visible, and the urgency of the case was not high … ” Ray explained that “the result was, however, that the hospital was not a forensic medical department, was understaffed, and that the error was justified. I’m sorry.
“It’s not right, it’s not an accident. Wang Yong Feng shakes his head, “If it’s just a chemical reaction to death, why is there a wound on his head? I’m sorry.
“Perhaps when the deceased struggled?” “No way, there was no blood on the furniture. I’m sorry.
“And the position of the deceased and his scattered novels indicate that he did not struggle. Wang Yong Feng analyses, “I guess it’s the killer who stunned the victim before he drinks him, which leads to death. I’m sorry.
“Yeah, that makes sense. “The victim himself will not drink, he must have been poured by the killer.” I’m sorry.
“What did you say? “When Wang Yong Feng moved, he seemed to have captured some key information.
“The dead don’t drink. His tweets say they drink easily, so they rarely drink. “Ray’s in trouble. “What’s up? I’m sorry.
“It’s important, Ray.” When Wang Yong Feng hits his thigh, “The dead don’t drink, why is there wine in the lunch? I’m sorry.
Ray looked up in his eyes, and he was as big as his glasses, and he said, “I thought he was on the rise…”
“Go check the order of the deceased at noon that day. Wang Yongfeng also has no idea why the order should be checked, but his years of work have told him that there must be something in it.
Ray’s hands were banging on the keyboard, and a moment later, he said, “We found a list of the delivery platform, the victim ordered a barbecue single person’s meal, which consisted of 15 barbecues, one meal and orange juice. I’m sorry.
“No beer. “Ray, this is a big breakthrough. Fong Tae-Yi must have problems. I’m sorry.
“So I asked him to come here? “He’s an important suspect now.” I’m sorry.
“Of course, the food he delivered, whether intentionally or not, did lead to the death of the deceased. Unless this beer was prepared by the victim. Wang Yong Peak, “But I’ve seen the scene of the investigation, the victim’s house was filled with buckets of water. I’m sorry.
“Well, I’ll look into this guy’s information in the system. “Ray’s gone to work again.
While waiting for Fantai, Wang Yongfeng was in the room, thinking that Fangtai had been at the mercy of the killer, even if he had not been the murderer, and that even the fact that he had just been paid to exchange orange juice for beer, would have been very helpful in solving the case, with the remaining problem being the motive and the injuries to the victim ‘ s head.
Fang Tai will be here soon. He is more zealous than he was before, walking at once. He says to Wang Yong Feng, “What is the matter with him?” I’m sorry.
“Something I’d like to check with you is more serious. Wang Yong-fung, “I ask you, did you remember what Zhao ordered yesterday?” I’m sorry.
“I think about it…” Fang Tae, “It’s a one-person package.” I’m sorry.
“Specificly. I’m sorry.
Barbecue, fried rice and drinks? Fong Tailai is beginning to remember, “It’s like orange juice. I’m sorry.
That’s right. Wang Yong Feng said, “Why is there a beer on the victim’s table?” I’m sorry.
“I don’t know. Maybe he’s at home. I’m sorry.
“But we didn’t find any orange juice bottles at the victim’s house, including garbage cans. Wang Yong Feng, “You know, the dead haven’t left the house since you left, did you throw away the orange juice bottle? Moreover, there was no drink in the house other than water. I’m sorry.
“That’s probably my mistake. Is it that important? “Fang Tai’s mist.”
“It’s important, because the deceased died after drinking. Wang Yong Feng, “You say you got it wrong? Do beer and orange juice bottles look like that? I’m sorry.
“Well, I’m in a hurry to get my food, and I might accidentally get it wrong, which can happen at the height of the meal. “You don’t really think I killed him? I think Zhao’s death was an accident, taking cold medicine and drinking. I’m sorry.
“How do you know he took cold medicine? “It’s hard to believe that this is not the case.”
“It’s nothing strange. Fantai said, “He said he had a cold on Twitter, and I guess he died after eating his head and drinking. What? I can’t focus on his tweets? I’m sorry.
“No, no, Ray didn’t mean that. Wang Yong-fung laughed, “Well, there was a place I cared about when we talked, and there was a strange place in your words. I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
“You spent a lot of time reading this novel, right? Wang Yongfeng looks at the folders on the desk, “Why don’t you know about Zhao’s death?” This is the front page of today’s paper. I’m sorry.
Fong Tailai’s face has changed, “It’s just that he didn’t look at it today, and you have to say why it’s a coincidence, and what does this have to do with the case?” I’m sorry.
Wang Yong-fung was about to answer, and suddenly he heard a whisper of thunder: “The kings, the kings, look.” I’m sorry.
Wang Yongfeng smiled at Fang Tai to apologize and came to the computer table to look at the screen, and for a moment his face changed several times, and turned into a comprehensible and uncertain calm.
Wang Yong Feng went to Fan Tai, and Fang Tai said, “You have no proof that I killed Zhao Chian, even if I really misled the beer and orange juice, it was an accident and I cannot be convicted of murder…”
Wang Yong-fung didn’t answer, but raised his arms and twisted his fingers, a move that scared Fang Tai: “What are you doing, you can’t hit people.” I’m sorry.
When Wang Yong Feng’s arms were swung, his fingers were swung on Fang Tai’s legs, and the “empty” sound, which was supposed to be soft-balled muscles, was swung on hard matter.
Wang Yong Feng Do: “Fong Tailai, you have a disability on your leg. I’m sorry.
Fang Taiying is full of chatter and his face is white.
7
Wang Yong Feng looked at Fan Tailai, who stood there without saying anything, like a statue. The only thing that happened to him was the information he had found on the Internet about Fang Taeyi, who had participated in a funeral and, although he had not been named, had his name on the list.
“Not yet? Wang Yong Feng said, “Well, I’m asking you to check your prosthesis, if there’s any blood on it, and it’s a chemical reagent. I’m sorry.
“Royal team, what you’re saying is that” “Ray seems to understand, “it’s this artificial limb that’s the weight of the head wound.
Wang Yong Feng noded and said, “My guess is that you take off your prosthesis while eating while reading a novel, then go back to it, so that when you walk out of the unit door, it doesn’t make any difference, and that you are precluded from leaving the site early in the hour of death and not carrying any heavy objects with a suspected murder weapon. As for the special exchange of beer for orange juice that eventually led to the death of the deceased, I guess it was just a coincidence, you know, that the deceased had a lot of alcohol to drink, so he wanted to get drunk so he could take advantage of it. So it wasn’t an accident, because if he didn’t react to death because of a double-sulphur, you would have continued to kill with a prosthetic. I’m sorry.
“If you insist that you’re innocent, please lend me your prosthesis, and bring me any replacement at home. If it turns out I’m mistaken, I apologize. Wang Yong Peaks, “No, it’s still open and tough.” I’m sorry.
Finally, Fang Talai laughed, and his body fell down. He said, “Sergeant Wang, I did it. I killed Zhao. I’m sorry.
“Why? Wang Yong-bong asked, “You don’t know anyone who knows him, and you read his book. What can you two have against him?” I’m sorry.
“He damn it, he killed two people, including my brother. “Have you seen Sin in the Net?” That book is a record of his crimes. I’m sorry.
“What does that mean? I’m sorry.
“The Crime in the Net” was first published in a magazine, when he introduced himself with a photograph of himself on the self-censored wall, with a flag written in the name of “The Age of the Moon”. I’m sorry.
“The first part of the novel? I’m sorry.
“I told you, the material in my novel is real news. Well, it’s not even a novel, it’s also Zhao’s crime. Fantai said, “The A in the novel is my brother. We were children left behind, and when I was a child, I was a kid and I broke my leg and my parents went out to work after the amputation and never came back. After Grandpa died, we became de facto orphans, and our brothers lived by theft, so that we could both live. I’m sorry.
“Then, my brother knew Zhao Jin and B of the novel, Zhang Chi. By the way, Zhang was the origin of everything. She was a couple with Zhao, and then Zhao broke up with Zhao, and wanted to pursue my brother. Zhao was jealous and he knew that my brother was a thief, but instead of telling Zhang, he pretended to be a stranger on the Internet to join my brother. He wanted to think that if he told Zhang that his brother was a thief at this time, he would have been framed by Zhang, and eventually let Zhang know what my brother really is, and then he not only set up my brother and Zhang, but also made up a couple, which is the first news. I’m sorry.
“But things did not go as Zhao had hoped, and Zhang was happy after knowing that my brother was a thief, because she held my brother’s hand and my brother would not break up with her. Zhao must have been jealous when he found out, but he didn’t know what to do. Then, as told in the novel, when my brother was forced to kill Zhang Zhou Zhiqiang, who was acting like he was close to my brother, he was a hypocrite. After learning that my brother had killed Zhang Zhi, he was angry, and he asked my brother to come to his house first to think about how to get this bad attitude. He found a stick, knocked my brother out with a stick when he came to his house, and then went into the house and called for take-out — that’s the fourth news. I’m sorry.
“Then, Zhao Jin wrote a book based on this series of events, Crime in the Net. Ridiculous. Two people were responsible for the crime. “These things, which my brother told me when I was in prison, and my own assumptions, should be the same as the truth. I wrote them into so-called novels, showed them to Zhao and killed him, and I laid them all over the floor, telling God why I did them. Besides, I took part in the third one on the news, and after my brother stopped stealing, I had some time to go to the game for a bonus, and my brother went to my game. I’m sorry.
“Don’t you regret it? I’m sorry.
“Repent what I owe my brother. Fan Tai came to touch his prosthesis, “He bought it for me. I’m sorry.
“But you used it to kill people. Wang Yong Feng’s face is serious. I’m sorry.
“I do. I’m sorry.
“Well, come and take a statement with me. Wang Yong Feng came out of his office, and he said, “Ray, you too. I’m sorry.
Ray responded with a pen and a pen and followed Fang Tai, and he found out that Fang Tai had suddenly been limping, as if the prosthese had lost its usefulness in an instant.
The end–
□ fish longel (brain burn)
Record number: YX01W2mWReJAeJ2Bn
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