Detective: Open your eyes, I am handcuffed in the interrogation room

That night, Suicheng City Bureau meeting room.

Chen Yi exchanged opinions with Zheng Congliang on the progress of today's investigation. At this time, they had already talked about Shi Yiqing's mother Gao Huimei.

The smell of smoke in the conference room was very strong, and the long overtime work even made the walls of the conference room soaked with tar and nicotine.

Everyone has long been used to it, including Xia Lan.

Zheng Congliang was not surprised to learn that Chen Yi began to suspect the victim's grandmother and aunt. He had never seen anything in his more than 20 years as a police officer, but the overall suspicion of these two people was relatively small.

Especially Gao Huimei.

"How do you describe the motive?" After thinking, Zheng Congliang said, "Lou Meiying's motive is more reasonable. From a practical perspective, her son and grandson are indeed much more important than her granddaughter. This is a very cruel fact, but Gao Huimei..."

Everyone was silent.

Assuming again that Gao Huimei is the murderer, what is her motive? Is it to avenge his brother and nephew? It's a bit far-fetched.

Gao Huimei is already married. The most important thing to her should be her husband and children. There is really no need to take such a big risk because of outsiders.

A married woman has brothers and sisters who are outsiders.

"I suddenly remembered a case from my early years, which made a deep impression." It was Xia Lan who spoke.

Xia Lan never participated in the discussion of the case today. As the only woman, when she opened her mouth, everyone in the conference room looked over.

Xia Lan was not nervous and said openly: "I also heard others talk about it. It happened in other cities. It was said that a child of several years old was covered with tiny steel needles all over his body. There were as many as a dozen, including several. The roots were close to important internal organs and were very dangerous. After being sent to the hospital, they were all removed through surgery and were out of danger.”

Hearing this, Cheng Hanjun said: "Oh, I remember that case. I'm not 100% sure who the suspect was, but while the police were investigating the victim's relatives, the child's aunt committed suicide by taking poison. She should be the one who did it."

Xia Lan nodded: "Yes, the police later focused on investigating the child's aunt, but no reasonable motive was found. It was all speculation. I was wondering... is this case similar, with insufficient motive, but Gao Huimei did it, after all It’s hard to figure out human malice.”

Several people agreed with Xia Lan's words. Some suspects are "naturally" bad. It's obviously just a small thing, it's just a trivial conflict, but they have to kill people to vent their anger. Normal people can't understand it.

At this moment, Zhuge Cong seemed to have thought of something and his eyes lit up: "Maybe Gao Huimei is not targeting Gao Xiaofei, but Lou Meiying? To be precise, it is Lou Meiying and her son."

Zheng Congliang turned his head: "You mean, Lou Meiying favors boys over girls?"

Zhuge Cong: "Is it possible?"

Zheng Congliang hesitated for a moment and said: "It feels even more far-fetched. Such a big change has happened to the Gao family. Even if Gao Huimei hates her, she won't kill them all."

Zhuge Cong: "That's true, it's not very reasonable."

Chen Yi flicked the cigarette ashes and said: "We assume that Gao Huimei is the murderer. As a relative of the victim, it is either for money or for love. It has nothing to do with impulsive murder and desire to kill. The possibility of emotion is higher."

Zhuge Cong nodded: "Yes, Gao Huimei is the first-order heir to Lou Meiying's inheritance. It cannot be for money, it can only be for emotion."

Chen Yi looked over: "Don't be so absolute. Now it's a matter of possibility. There is no single answer."

Zhuge Cong was slightly stunned and responded quickly: "A will?"

Chen Yi hummed: "The priority of a will is higher than inheritance. If Lou Meiying had made a will, Gao Huimei's motives could also be established, but... Lou Meiying didn't look stupid, she should have thought of it, and Zheng Zhi didn't I’ll ignore it, this case is a bit strange.”

After leaving Lou Meiying's house, Gao Huimei's last look lingered in Chen Yi's mind. His intuition told him that Gao Huimei's problem was bigger than Lou Meiying's.

Details determine success or failure, and the exposure in her eyes made Gao Huimei the number one suspect in Chen Yi's mind.

This woman, like Lou Meiying, has the conditions to commit a crime.

"Just ask, or check the notarization of the will." Qin Fei said.

Chen Yi didn't speak. He recalled that when he was investigating Lou Meiying's bedroom, he had indeed overlooked some places. At that time, he just took a casual look and did not search in detail.

If there really is a will, then Gao Huimei's motive is there and very sufficient.

During the discussion, Zhuge Cong was not idle. He had been checking information about Gao Huimei's family and said: "The Gao family has three properties, all of which are now owned by Lou Meiying. I don't know about the deposit. I need to ask the bank. It shouldn't be much, right? According to We understand that Gao Xiaofei’s life is relatively difficult.”

Struggle does not mean poverty. Lou Meiying's retirement salary and savings should be able to support Gao Xiaofei's studies and basic life without selling her house.

Grandparents and grandsons don’t usually spend much money.

Chen Yi: "How much is it worth?"

Zhuge Cong: "The house price in Suicheng is about 10,000 yuan, and the second-hand house is about 9,000 yuan. Judging from the location and age of the building, it is estimated to be between 3 million and 4 million. It is not a small amount."

Chen Yi nodded.

It is said that brainstorming is more powerful than more people. Lin Chen also raised a new question at this time: "Well... Shi Yiqing shouldn't like Qian Changdong, right? Is there no clue in this regard?"

During the meeting, whatever comes to mind is said, and no one knows which sentence will be the key to solving the case.

Chen Yi didn't say anything, and Zhuge Cong said: "If Shi Yiqing likes Qian Changdong, then this is a love murder conspired by mother and daughter, or one of the motives. You reminded me, Gao Xiaofei found a rich, handsome boyfriend, everyone They all have a desire to compare, so the Shi family shouldn’t be comfortable, right?”

The purpose of investigating a case is to force the relevant personnel to think in the dark direction. If everything was bright, Gao Xiaofei would not die.

Every criminal police officer has the professional habit of "the villain's heart will judge the gentleman's heart".

By this point in the conversation, Gao Huimei had transformed from a filial daughter into a narrow-minded devil. If she were innocent and knew that the police were suspecting her, she would probably go crazy.

This is the job of a criminal police officer, there is nothing you can do about it.

When Shi Yiqing and Qian Changdong were mentioned, several people looked at Zheng Congliang.

Zheng Congliang immediately shook his head: "I have never heard of it, and no one has ever mentioned it. If she likes Qian Changdong, unless it is a secret love, she will definitely ask."

Everyone still believed what the old detective said and fell silent.

The focus now is how to investigate next. The focus of suspicion has shifted to Lou Meiying and Gao Huimei. Where is the breakthrough? Whether it is to confirm the suspicion or eliminate the suspicion, there must be a direction.

Chen Yi was still recalling Gao Huimei's eyes, and he became more and more suspicious that something was wrong with the other party. As the leader of the investigation team and the deputy captain of the provincial criminal investigation team, he could not use his intuition to solve the case, at least not in front of the meeting.

However, he is now very confident that Gao Huimei is closely related to the case, at least he knows about it.

"What does Gao Huimei do?" he asked.

Zhuge Cong looked at the computer screen, and after operating it for a while, he said: "Individual."

Chen Yi: "Specific."

Zhuge Cong: "I opened a tobacco, alcohol, sugar, tea and fruit convenience store with my husband."

Chen Yi: "When did it open?"

Zhuge Cong: "The registration date...is five years old."

Chen Yi: "Move on, what did you do before?"

"Wait a minute, Captain Chen." Zhuge Cong worked for a while, "I used to open a factory, a feed processing plant, but then it closed down. Huh? They don't owe money anymore, right? In this case, the Gao family's inheritance is quite good to them. It’s important. If there was a will, he would be very angry and have a better motive for the murder.”

Cheng Hanjun said: "If you owe money, how can you have the funds to open a new store?"

Zhuge Cong: "It's a loan. Maybe you owe money to yourself. The credit report at the bank is normal."

Cheng Hanjun stopped talking, which is theoretically possible.

Chen Yi leaned on his chair and thought about tomorrow's itinerary. Since he raised doubts, he had to ask, but it was best not to alarm Gao Huimei. There was also the source of trivalent arsenic.

Arsenic is trivalent arsenic, but trivalent arsenic is not necessarily arsenic, but arsenic is the most likely possibility. When the Suicheng police comprehensively investigated the case last year, the source of the poison was the focus of the investigation.

After Zheng Congliang identified several suspects, he ordered the detachment and the police in the area to visit all the towns, counties and districts in Suicheng, but nothing was found.

The stalls were mobile and it was impossible to cover all the people during the visit. Moreover, neither Lou Meiying nor Gao Huimei were the key suspects at that time.

Chen Yi wanted to take another trip, focusing on Gao Huimei’s hometown: Nanshuiyang Village.

When investigating backlogged cases, we must not be afraid of trouble, nor can we expect to solve the case in a short time.

Chen Yi: "Zheng Zhi, which town does Nanshuiyang Village belong to?"

Zheng Congliang: "Shuiyang Town, there is Nanshuiyang Village in the south and Beishuiyang Village in the north. What's wrong, Captain Chen?"

Chen Yi: "When is the big gathering?"

Zheng Congliang was asked about his blind spot: "This..."

He looked at the other two subordinates.

Xiao Li replied: "I know Captain Chen, there is a Shuiyang Festival every three and eight days every month, that is, the third day, the eighth day, the thirteenth day, the eighteenth day, the twenty-third day, and the twenty-eighth day."

Just as Chen Yigang was about to take out his mobile phone to check the date, Xiao Li immediately said, "Tomorrow is the Shuiyang Town Fair."

Chen Yi paused and said with a smile: "That's just right, Zheng Zhi, will you take us to the market tomorrow?"

Zheng Congliang knew that the other party's purpose was to investigate the case, so he also smiled: "Okay, Shuiyang Daji is very famous in the whole province, especially the meatball soup, mutton soup and stir-fried vegetables. If you have appeared on the TV show, I will treat them and try them all." ”

Chen Yidao: "Public money cannot be wasted on going to the market. We are investigating the case, not going to the market."

Zheng Congliang smiled. Although he was senior, he was not pedantic and did not say any polite words at this moment.

On the other side, Xia Lan looked at Chen Yi and opened her mouth to say something, but finally gave up.

Captain Chen, it seems that the township assembly cannot issue invoices. How do you ask me to write it when I get back?

The meeting ended and everyone went back to rest.

Early the next morning, the group drove to Lou Meiying's home without even eating breakfast, and parked nearby and waited silently.

After a long time, Gao Huimei was nowhere to be seen.

Chen Yi motioned to Xia Lan to go upstairs, as it was easier for women to communicate with each other.

After waiting for twenty minutes, Xia Lan came down from upstairs and returned to the car.

"Gao Huimei is not here, and Lou Meiying has not made a will. I have told her not to mention this matter to others. I guess she can guess that the police have begun to suspect Gao Huimei, right?"

Xia Lanhui reports.

This answer can be said to strangle a line. Since there is no will, it is impossible for Gao Huimei to kill Gao Xiaofei because of his property.

"Have you asked carefully?"

Chen Yi spoke. She knew that Lou Meiying's memory was not very good and she could even remember the time of the fire incorrectly.

Xia Lan nodded: "I asked her carefully, and judging from her dazed look, it seems that she really has never stood up."

It is true that ordinary people rarely have the idea of ​​making a will. This is not because they have weak legal awareness, but because they simply cannot think of it and they are not from a wealthy family, so there is no need for it.

Chen Yi was silent for a moment. He did not believe Lou Meiying's words 100%. His subjective answer could not be verified and could not achieve absolute credibility, so he put it aside in advance.

"Come on, let's go to the market."

The vehicle started and left the community where Lou Meiying was located.

The drive takes about an hour.

On the way, the few people stopped talking about the case and started chatting around Suicheng and Shuiyang Dazhao. The atmosphere became much more relaxed.

As time goes by, the large crowd of people in the distance is like a vivid picture, slowly unfolding in the morning light. Traffic jams begin before they get close, and the traffic is slow.

Zheng Congliang was considered a member of the older generation and was very experienced. When he was about to turn at the intersection, he drove into the diagonal corner, and Qin Fei quickly followed behind.

Parking should not be allowed in this place. People nearby looked at it and were dissatisfied, but no one said anything. There were many more exaggerated people than them.

What does it mean to go to the market? In fact, it’s just a rush. It’s very congested. I don’t care about parking illegally because no one posted a sign.

After getting off the bus, everyone entered the market. Since they hadn't had breakfast yet, Zheng Congliang suggested trying a bowl of meatball soup. They had to walk for ten minutes to the depths of the market.

The stalls are lined up in a row, and the dazzling array of products is dizzying. The fresh vegetables and fruits are piled as high as a hill, and the popcorn and sesame oil exude an alluring aroma.

The market was very lively, with stall owners shouting enthusiastically, attracting passers-by to stop and choose.

This is the fireworks of the countryside.

Along the way, you can see children playing among the crowd, with clear and sweet laughter, and the elderly sitting leisurely in the sun, drinking tea and chatting with friends, enjoying the inner peace and the hustle and bustle of the crowd.

There are more and more people in front, and the voices are getting louder and louder. The air is beginning to be filled with the aroma of various foods. It should be the place to eat.

During this period, Chen Yi and others were not idle. When they came across stalls selling groceries, especially pesticides, insecticides and rat poisons, they would go up and ask. Photos of Lou Meiying and Gao Huimei began to appear in the market without causing any disturbance.

The meatball soup stall occupies a large area, and there are small anchors broadcasting live broadcasts around it. The stall owner is probably a small Internet celebrity, but the hygiene is hard to describe.

The clothes and temperament of Chen Yi and others are quite out of place in the rural areas.

Xia Lan reluctantly sat down, feeling somewhat resistant in her heart. After seeing the meatball soup being served, she became even more resistant.

The gray porcelain bowl was broken into several pieces and was not covered with a convenience bag. Not far away, the scene of a woman washing the dishes was still in front of her. She rinsed it in the stagnant water for a few times and then it was done.

Is it clean?

It's definitely not clean.

This is actually difficult for a Yangcheng local girl to accept.

But this is the life of a frontline detective, and it's pretty good.

Seeing Chen Yi and others eating heavily, Xia Lan hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and started eating. She didn't want to be special, let alone be considered pretentious by others.

After taking two bites, she felt...it seemed to taste pretty good.

If you eat it uncleanly, you won’t get sick, just let it be.

"Is this the first time for Team Chen to go to the market?" Zheng Congliang sat next to Chen Yi, chatting while eating.

There should be one more chapter, it’s probably getting late, good night everyone, I’ll read it tomorrow, thanks for the follow-up subscription!