Being His Little Fox

Huoyang may be relatively courageous, with a small head, and wearing a plaid shirt, he should be responsible for the data.

"I, I came to the toilet and saw it." He said tremblingly.

Tang Si: "I saw it after going to the toilet?"

Huoyang nodded: "Yeah."

"Big or small?"

Huo Yang swallowed his saliva: "This..."

"Answer." Tang Si said coldly again, his voice and demeanor, without emotion at all.

Huoyang Yang was frightened, and whispered: "Small."

Even if they are people in their thirties, but facing the coercion on Tang Si, they still have to be counseled.

"Where did you get it?" Tang Si asked again.

Huo Yang pointed to a place.

Tang Si nodded and turned to look at Zhou Liang: "Take the test paper on the car and take the test to see if there is any urine."

"If not..." Tang Si had deep eyes, sharp eyes, a slight smile on his lips: "Then you lied to the criminal police..."

He stared at Huo Yang and didn't go on to say, but the meaningful meaning was frightening.

A psychological war of play.

Obviously, Huoyang's psychological quality is not good: "I, I remembered wrong! I didn't go to the bathroom at the time, and I ran out when I was scared."

"Sneez." Tang Si sneered: "What you said is as nonsense as if you didn't know your mother."

His voice was indifferent: "Zhou Liang, contact the local police station for cooperation and interrogate them."

Zhou Ziyang and Zhou Jun were so frightened that they quickly said that they had done nothing.

As if Tang Si hadn't heard it, Zhou Liang took the two men away.

...

The little boy was carried up.

Wang Jinliang and Lu Yu were soaked.

Lu Yu reported: "He died of excessive blood loss from a slashed wrist."

Wang Jinliang added: "According to the incision direction of the wrist, he cut the wrist himself, which is a suicide."

"The time of death is usually 2-3 o'clock last night."

Then the question is, why do you commit suicide? Why are you here again?

Tang Si frowned: "Did the dagger cut it?"

"Sharp knife."

He immediately raised his eyes to look at Ningxiachuan over there: "Have you found a wrist cutting tool?"

Ningxiachuan is the field team responsible for the site survey.

"No."

"Maybe it wasn't suicide." Tang Si: "It was homicide, otherwise it would be impossible to find the tools, but if it was homicide, the person faked the illusion that he committed suicide, why didn't he keep the tools for cutting his wrists?"

Some things cannot stand scrutiny.

Tang Si stared at the boy: "Has the oral cavity been checked?"

He looked sideways at Wang Jinliang: "Small blade, he swallowed it himself?"

"Yes, he swallowed it." Wang Jinliang said: "Whether it was cut by the swallowed blade, you have to go back and verify it. You should also look for more traces on the spot."

The scope here is not large.

Tang Si raised his eyes and looked around, observing for a long time.

It took about two or three hours before they went down the mountain.

...

When Song Yi arrived at the foot of the southern mountain, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

She wore a black casual dress, black made her whole body thinner, and she wore a large hat with loose hair and the hat almost blocked her face.

It was still raining, and she was walking with her umbrella under her umbrella. No one could see her face clearly.

Li Wen gave Song Yi the room card and explained: "Tomorrow morning, get up early and go up the mountain."

Song Yi: "Yeah."

at the same time.

Tang Si and Zhou Liang also walked into this hotel wet.

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