After listening to the doubts analyzed by Han Xu, Li Le also fell into deep thought.

If Li Hongwei had committed suicide, there was really no need to erase his fingerprints, because this situation might still be classified as an accidental death. However, once the fingerprints were erased, the nature of the accident would have changed. Li Hongwei's actions were completely superfluous.

This makes no sense logically, unless Li Hongwei did it deliberately, then why?

What do you express with your own life?

To frame Wang Jichao?

It is unreasonable to think this way.

If Li Hongwei knew that he was a cuckold, how could he have such a harmonious relationship with Wang Jichao, and even drink together on the night of the 21st!

There is a high probability that Li Hongwei does not know the relationship between Wang Jichao and Liu Yun.

What is the connection between the three of them?

Is it just an ordinary classmate relationship?

Han Xu seemed to be stuck in a quagmire again, and his clues were ruthlessly cut off.

At this time, Li Le's voice sounded in time, "If it wasn't suicide, then this would form a perfect secret room! I have also checked before, and the possibility of entering through the window is zero. The gap between the iron bars is just enough for a fist. , unless the murderer knows bone shrinkage."

Han Xu said angrily, "Do you think you're acting in a TV series? And you have the bone shrinking technique? Can your head shrink to the size of a fist?"

"How could there be such a strange person?" Li Le's voice became smaller and smaller, and he felt that what he said was too unreliable.

Han Xu ignored him, his mind was in a mess, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on the furnishings in Room 401.

Perhaps due to his career, whenever he enters a closed environment, Han Xu always captures some details like a crime scene.

The layout here is similar to that of Room 402, except that there is no fish tank next to the entrance. There is an old-fashioned display shelf in the same position, which is also used as a partition.

However, there are no antiques or the like on this display rack. Instead, there are some car models placed in an awkward position, which is in line with the collection style of Fat House.

Seeing Han Xu's curious face, the fat man on the side became interested and said, "How is it? Not bad, I finally got these."

The fat man casually picked up a black, streamlined car and said in a show-off manner, "Look, the Rolls-Royce Phantom, the latest model, looks domineering, right?"

Han Xu smiled noncommittally and disagreed with the fat man's look.

"Why did you buy this thing? How old are you, and you still play with remote control cars?" Li Le's voice was full of sarcasm.

"What the hell do you know about a remote control car? This is called a car model! You bumpkin!"

"What did you say? How dare you curse someone?" Li Le rolled up the sleeves of his sun protection suit and planned to teach the fat man a lesson to make this guy remember!

After listening to the two silly exchanges, Han Xu suddenly thought of something, crossed his arms and stopped Li Le, "What did you just say? Say it again!"

As if the light of the right path reached his soul, Han Xu grasped something most important.

Li Le was confused, "What?"

"Say what you just said again!" Han Xu's voice suddenly rose a lot, as if it was exploding from his throat.

The fat man has been staying at home for a long time and is not good at communicating with others. He said a few words at first, but he was already a little frightened when he provoked such a vicious person like Li Le. He was so frightened by Han Xu's sudden roar that his voice started to tremble. "I...I just said...that you know nothing...butt!"

"That's not what you said!" Han Xu's eyes became fierce!

The fat man couldn't stand this, he couldn't help but trembled, and his fat body shook three times, "You...you bumpkin!"

"What the hell, are you going to curse again?!" Li Le was furious. He stared at his big eyes like bells and immediately wanted to break away. He wanted to repair the fat man first. He only struggled a few times in succession, but did not move at all. Han Xu's arm was as if it were made of iron, motionless.

"What car did you just talk about?" Seeing that the fat man was frightened and incoherent, Han Xu turned to look at Li Le again, and his tone became more serious.

"Remote control! What else can there be?" Li Le met Han Xu's firm eyes and felt a little bit hairy.

remote control!

It turns out to be a remote control! ! ! !

Han Xuru was struck by lightning! !

He finally found the thread that had been bothering him all night!

Everything suddenly becomes clear!

"I know what's going on!" Han Xu grabbed Li Le, his expression exploding.

"..." Li Le froze in place, forgetting to trouble the fat man.

Han Xu tried hard to calm down his excitement, combed through the case from beginning to end in his mind, and finally looked at the monitor behind Fatty's house.

He just made a discovery, but he didn't pay attention to it at the time, and now he urgently needs to confirm it.

So, three steps were followed by two steps, and the fingertips were dancing wildly. The surveillance screen was frozen at the moment when Li Hongwei entered the door.

Seeing this scene, Han Xu couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. He turned around and said to Li Le, "Copy this and wait for me in the car. This case can be solved!"

"Really?" Li Le was frightened by the shock.

Han Xu nodded, took out his cell phone, and dialed a number.

"Chengzi, where are you now?"

Cheng Zi's slightly rough voice came from the mobile phone, "I'm in the team. I haven't seen you and Li Le since this morning. Where have you been?"

"We found new clues at the crime scene. You should go to the Second Hospital immediately and ask Liu Yun to go back. Just say that she is assisting in the investigation. Don't say anything else! Also, go and copy a surveillance video of Liu Yun's night shift on the 22nd." Han Xu gave the order to Cheng Zi without giving too much explanation.

After hanging up, Han Xu called Lao Zhang again.

"Lao Zhang, please check Li Hongwei's call records for the past few days. Hurry! If I am not mistaken, I think I know who the murderer is!"

"Who is the murderer? Didn't Li Hongwei commit suicide?" Lao Zhang was quite confident in the key information he had found before.

"Let's talk about it when we get back. I have to find a key piece of evidence now." Han Xu's tone was a little anxious.

Li Le stood there still confused, not knowing what the man in front of him was going crazy about? I couldn't help asking, "Have you found the key to the secret room?"

Han Xu didn't bother to say more, swinging his long legs back to Room 402 where the crime scene occurred. After a moment, he hurried downstairs and even forgot to take the elevator. A voice came from the safety passage, "Don't forget to copy the surveillance video!"

Li Le saw that he couldn't stop this pioneer, so he turned his attention to the monitor, and the fat guy next to him also came up.

One fat and one thin, one tall and one short, squeezed in the entrance, and there seemed to be a huge question mark on their heads.

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