Live From The Murder Scene

The comment area in the live broadcast room has become chaotic. Netizens are concerned about all kinds of strange things, saying that there are any topics.

The Sanyao administrator did not dare to slack off, and kept clicking refresh and reviewing the content of the comments to ensure that the wind was in the right direction and no militants took the opportunity to bring malicious rhythms.

Incidents such as unjust cases are controversial hotspots. The most difficult one to judge is the ownership of responsibility, which can easily cause sensitive topics.

"Really, if it were not from God's perspective, I would think like the police. There are so many coincidences that I can't believe Fan Huai's testimony."

"So the public security system needs a variety of professionals. They have high social responsibilities, high work risks, and mental stress. Those who engage in public security work but fish in troubled waters are really harmful to others and themselves."

"If the firmament had hosted this case..."

"Don't think about it, there are only a few firmaments in the world?"

"Appeared, it seems to be very simple, but in fact there is no forcing series in my heart."

"No, Fan Huai seems to know it's not easy!"

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Qiu Cang and others sat in the conference room again and began to formulate a new investigation plan.

Once the angle of thinking is changed, the whole case becomes completely different. There is a feeling of finding flowers in the fog, and it is difficult to distinguish true from false. This time, in the process of analysis, everyone was hesitant and cautious, and was no longer as bold as before.

To be precise, all their clues so far are based on speculation. All witnesses that were actually obtained could only target the murderer to Ning Dongdong, and this assumption was temporarily overturned.

Everyone tried to sort out the known information according to the suggestion of the sky, and once again figured out the context of the case.

"The murderer knew what clothes Ning Dongdong was wearing. In other words, he had been following Ning Dongdong for a period of time and had made perfect preparations. He also knew that Ning Dongdong was going to meet Liu Lu today."

The firmament stood behind the chair with his hands on the back of the chair, and swept across everyone's faces with a slightly higher gaze. She lowered her head, buckled her white fingertips on the dark mahogany, and said in a hurry, "Ning Dongdong wore school pants that day. The style of that loose hoodie is also very common. It is of the same age. Clothes that people often wear. At the time of the incident, the lights are dim, the distance is too far, and the sky is raining heavily, and passers-by may not be able to see clearly. Similar figures, similar colors, similar styles, plus certain psychological hints, It will make them subconsciously think that the murderer is wearing the same clothes as Ning Dongdong."

Everyone was stunned, surprised by the bold and non-conventional ideas of the firmament.

"In other words, the murderer may not actually wear exactly the same clothes as Ning Dongdong?"

"I mean, maybe. It takes time to find the same clothes, but the similar ones are very simple. The murderer did not inherit Ning Dongdong's wardrobe. How can he be sure that Ning Dongdong will wear that hoodie on this day? He wore a new dress on a whim?"

Every pause in the firmament was just right, with an inexplicable power, calming everyone's originally a little impatient mood.

"We don't have to imagine the killer's abilities too superbly, so it is easy to fall into their thinking and be lured into the rhythm of the other party. When the testimony contradicts logic, the authenticity of the evidence should be confirmed again." The firmament faced the left side, raised his finger, and asked a young man, "A witness made it clear that he saw Ning Dongdong?"

The young man nodded first, and went through his notes for insurance.

"Yes. A businessman named Ding Tao saw Ning Dongdong near the intersection. He described Ning Dongdong’s dress clearly, including the capital letters on the front of the other’s clothes. We showed him the photo, He also nodded to confirm, and pointed out Ning Dongdong for the first time."

"There is also a student named Wu Ming. He saw Ning Dongdong coming out of the alley and found a schoolbag pendant on the ground. It was confirmed that the pendant did belong to Ning Dongdong."

So the testimony of the two is extremely credible.

A clear and tired voice followed.

"We have previously investigated the relationship between several witnesses. Their living backgrounds and social environment are completely different, and they don’t even know each other. They were passers-by who met by chance. With the deceased, or Ning Dongdong, There is no social overlap. Therefore, we have judged that the confessions of several people are authentic and credible."

The speaker pressed his thumb against his temple, and his eyebrows were deeply tangled because of a headache. He raised his head and looked at the sky, bewildered: "If they did perjury, how did the murderer bring them together? Is the murderer targeting Ning Dongdong or Liu Lu?"

The firmament stepped on the black lines on the edge of the tiles, pacing the room, and everyone looked at her and turned together.

"Generally speaking, on a rainy night, it is very difficult to remember the other person’s clothes and appearance because of a chance to pass by, unless his memory is very amazing. I prefer that they were told to do this Testimony. If you ask more details and a little more force, maybe you can find some clues in their response."

When they asked about the confession before, they did take it lightly. They didn't doubt the witnesses, so they didn't try more. It now appears that if the firmament's point of view is correct, then they are also one of the suspects in this case.

"Liu Lu." The sky stopped and said with certainty, "Remember our previous assumptions? The murderer is someone Liu Lu knew. Liu Lu is a social reporter. She might offend many people. Let’s start with the most basic social relations."

The firmament leaned forward, bending his fingers and tapping on the table. The young man who was quickly recording immediately raised his head and looked at her nervously.

Qiu Cang said: "You go and look for the surveillance records of the day, at intersections, shops, and banks. I suspect that the murderer was actually behind Liu Lu that day. When the two met, they quietly hid in the dark. The location of the crime was not monitored, so I looked in front. Investigate Liu Lu's whereabouts that day."

The young man responded in a hurry: "Yes."

The firmament faced the crowd again, and methodically ordered: "Go and ask the relevant witnesses again and ask them to clarify all the details. Let me know what you have learned."

"it is good!"

"What about Ning Dongdong?"

"Let it go." Qiancang's expression seemed to be smiling, but the smile was gloomy, which made people flustered. "Tell them that some Ning Dongdong has been released, and see their reaction."

Everyone made a gesture, and said in a wicked and funny way: "Understood!"

The firmament lightly raised its hand: "Go."

Everyone took the task and was about to go away to work. A little brother in a yellow and blue takeaway clothes came over with a big bag and stood at the door and asked loudly, "Is the takeaway here?"

The police officers who were packing up the things on the table raised their heads neatly, first looked at the delivery man, then turned around with the leader, looked at the sky like an old mother, and called out with emotion, "Captain— —!"

"My mine." He Jueyun raised his hand to claim it, and uttered at the group of hungry wolf-like boys, "I'll give you the captain. Do everything that should be busy, don't think too much, ah."

Everyone suddenly felt heartbroken, and all those disappointed expectations turned into indignation and shot He Jueyun. The faintly glowing eyes clearly read "This traitor!", "Betrayed", stinking shameless!", "Unexpectedly, the man in the state organs is too dark!" and so on.

He Jueyun: "..." In Sanyao's world, shouldn't he be like a king?

Who built these stupid NPCs? Contained private goods, right?

With the scorching eyes of a group of public servants, the takeaway boy showed his life's highest level of service, carefully stepped forward to arrange the dishes, and then retired with one bow and two bows like the royal father-in-law.

He Jueyun couldn't bear to see it and gave him a good comment.

Not long after, Fan Huai, who was released, also came over and sat down at their table.

The three of them gathered around the big table in the conference room, closed the door, and quietly ate dinner inside.

Netizens are sour. In order not to waste their energy, the programmer deliberately made the appearance of the food extremely delicate. The camera kept sweeping across the dinner plate, and the white smoke that curled up brought out the souls of the social animals at work.

"I vaguely remember that Brother Q criticized this behavior of eating in the copy. [Huh-look up and down]"

"What makes a man embark on the road of double standards? Is it beauty? Is it money? Is it love? Neither, it's shameless."

"Let me see what dishes are there... Spicy crayfish, char-grilled steak, is that steamed eastern star spot a bit too much!!"

"I seem to know something. Licking the dog to the end, I have everything. [Thinking]"

·

The three got together smoothly, without any sense of urgency to face the dungeon. In that leisurely atmosphere, they could even have another glass of wine to adjust.

Fan Huai took a few bites and asked, "Can you show me the information?"

The firmament handed over the notebook beside him.

Fan Huai held the book in both hands, scanned the contents carefully in a reading posture that is standard for elementary school students, and then said, "There are few things."

The firmament put down his chopsticks and asked, "What is it?"

"Notebook and voice recorder." Fan Huai stopped his gaze on the record of the deceased's relic, and gestured with his finger. "Liu Lu's occupational habits, she always carries a voice recorder and a black palm-sized book wherever she goes. Notebook. When I saw her that night, she was listening to the contents of a recording pen. It looks very similar to a regular pen. Have you checked it out?"

The firmament took the notebook back and confirmed the content again, half-closed eyes flashed darkly, and his mouth remained silent.

"What does the recording pen look like?"

Fan Huai couldn't remember very much either, after all, the time was too long.

"Liu Lu always uses a black recording pen, right? But I accidentally damaged it by me, so I lost one to her. I bought a pink one with a clip on the side and on the top. A green leaf swaying around like a small spring doesn’t look like a recording pen..."

The firmament quickly turned the pages of the book, pulled out a photo from it, and pushed it on the table. Inside are all the items found from Liu Lu.

Fan Huai glanced at it and said with certainty: "No."

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It's changing, it's changing! I also want to finish it quickly, don’t worry~