I Can See The Murderer

"I'll buy it for you tomorrow, okay? There is a visitor at home, you go to the inner house and wait and don't come out."

"Guest?" Lao He's wife's brows slowly loosened, he walked around Lao He to Zhou Ze, and slowly stretched out his hands to lift his cheeks: "Is it Jingjing? Jingjing, you are finally back. Why don't you tell your mother in advance? Do you know that your mother misses you so much?"

"Jingjing?" Zhou Ze didn't know who Jingjing was. The village chief walked forward and explained to Zhou Ze in a low voice: "Jingjing is Lao He's son. He has been working outside these years, and he hasn't come back for about two years. NS."

Zhou Ze was a little surprised. He just said that Lao He's wife suffered from Alzheimer's disease two years ago. Now he says that their child has not come back for two years. Lao He's wife suffered from Alzheimer's disease for the past two years. Jing never came back to visit?

Old He took his wife's hand and dragged her toward the house: "This is not Jingjing. Jingjing hasn't come back yet, so just listen to me and don't come out, otherwise I won't buy you delicious food!"

Lao He's wife looked wronged, as if she was very afraid of Lao He, she had to enter the house obediently and shut the door.

Taking a deep breath, Lao He sat aside and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Comrade police, you have seen me in my family situation. The hospitality is not good. Please bear with me... I do have things today. So please hurry up and finish your question, I'm going to do something."

"No hurry." Zhou Ze sat in front of Lao He: "Let’s talk about your personal information first, I will record it."

While talking, Zhou Ze opened his notebook. Under normal circumstances, in addition to asking passers-by for useful clues, he would normally not make records.

Seeing Zhou Ze taking out his notebook, the second team of policemen behind him understood.

Lao He said: "My name is He Benchang, I am 62 years old this year, and my family relies on a few acres of land and the money earned by my children from working as a source of income."

"Mr. He, do you know anything about the case of the Li family being wiped out within one month 30 years ago?" For fear that he would not admit it, Zhou Ze added: "As far as I know, your whole family was killed 50 years ago. You moved to Lijiagou and lived in this place. You became neighbors with the Li family when you were ten years old. You can't possibly not know about the Li family, right?"

His lips squirmed, and He Benchang nodded his head: "Yes, I know, but it was the wheat harvest season at that time. I was busy in the field every day and didn't have much time to care about the movements of the Li family."

"The whole village is panic. Do you still have the mind to cut wheat?" Zhou Ze looked at him jokingly: "Even if you are busy cutting wheat during the wheat harvest season, you can only harvest it during the day, right? You live next to Li's house, so close to their home, are there any movements in their home, don't you know?"

"I really don't know." He Benchang's mouth was very hard: "I was so tired during the day, and basically fell asleep in bed when I came back at night... If my wife doesn't have Alzheimer's disease, she can help me explain. But unfortunately, I have no witnesses, so you can misunderstand me no matter what."

"You are wrong, we did not misunderstand you, I just asked normally." After thinking about it, Zhou Ze asked again: "Mr. He, do you have a holiday with the Li family?"

Frozen, He Benchang thought he had misheard at first.

After repeated confirmations, he suddenly got up and raised his voice, glaring at Zhou Ze and scolded: "Comrade Police! You came to investigate the case of the Li family's extermination thirty years ago. That is your business, not mine! Although I live close to the Li family , But it does not mean that I know everything about the Li family!"

"I told you everything that should be said. And this matter has been in the past 30 years. To be honest, I have forgotten many things! Comrade police, that's the only thing I can cooperate with you. I hope you have this time. Ask more and ask other people, maybe you can meet more useful clues!"

With that said, He Benchang picked up the previous package and prepared to leave. Zhou Ze looked at his package at the right time and pulled it away.

The clothes included in it were scattered on the ground instantly, and all of them were He Benchang's own clothes.

The village chief took a closer look, picked up one of them and said, "Lao He, isn't this your own clothes? Where are you going to send these clothes? You give these clothes away, what do you wear yourself?"

Old He's eyes widened, and he tidied up all the clothes scattered on the ground in a panic: "My son bought me some new clothes on the road. I want to give these clothes to my wife's mother for winter, can't you?"

"It turned out to be like this." The village chief returned the clothes to him: "But... your mother-in-law's home is not far away, won't you be there in ten minutes?"

The village chief didn't know that He Benchang was the murderer. He dumbly exposed what He Benchang said, which made people feel a little funny.

He Benchang's angry face was almost green, and he didn't dare to say anything: "Could it be that I will come back directly when I go? It will be over the winter in a blink of an eye, and I must give my mother-in-law's house a rest!"

"Then you go." Zhou Ze said suddenly: "I'm sorry to have delayed you so long, do you want to drive you there?"

"No need." With a deep breath, He Benchang packed up the package and prepared to leave. Before leaving, he didn't forget to glance in the direction of the bedroom door.

Those eyes seemed to be reluctant, and they were all caught in the eyes of Zhou Ze.

When He Benchang left, Zhou Ze told Zhao Guangliang: "You follow He Benchang, don't let him run away."

Zhao Guangliang is not a fool either, he understands what Zhou Ze means: "Understand."

The village chief was a little confused. After Zhao Guangliang left, he asked Zhou Ze: "Comrade police, what do you mean by this? Is it possible that Lao He is a murderer?"

"I didn't say that." Before the evidence was conclusive, Zhou Ze didn't want to tell the truth, even if the village chief was not bad-hearted.

Zhou Ze made a gesture and asked the village chief to sit down: "The village chief, I want to know, how old is Jingjing this year?"

"Are you talking about Lao He's son? He is thirty years old this year."

"Thirty years old?" Zhou Ze frowned and murmured. Comparing Jingjing's age with the time when Li's family was destroyed, this is too consistent.

Could it be...

Zhou Ze suddenly thought of a possibility. He grabbed the village chief's hand: "Do you have Jingjing contact information?"

"Yes. But I have to go back and look for it."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

The village chief hurried back to find Jingjing's contact information.

At this time, Zhou Ze slowly got up and walked towards the bedroom. Pushing the door open, he saw He Benchang's wife sitting upright by the bed looking out the window, as if waiting for someone.

Hearing the movement, she turned her gaze back and stared at Zhou Ze blankly: "Where is Lao He? I saw him leaving. Did you buy something delicious for me?".

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