Solving A Case: My Teacher is Ji Jie

really.

No matter how you look at this case, it seems like an accident.

This is the first thought that appeared in everyone's mind.

no way.

If it is a murder, there are too many people needed for this murder.

Security guards, property personnel, electricians, fast drivers.

At least four people are required.

And we must cooperate well, otherwise, once a problem occurs in a certain link, it will not be possible to produce such a result.

but!

Qin Feng always feels that this matter is not that simple.

If it is an accident.

This accident is too coincidental.

The brain is running fast.

Pieces of information were processed in Qin Feng's mind.

The property requires parking fees, and the car will be deducted if you don't give it. Although this feels a bit immoral, it is reasonable.

Of course, the most important thing is.

"Is it a new rule to stop the bicycle and ask for money? Or does the security guard make his own decision?" Qin Feng said his first question after hearing Feng Sen's case.

"Newly established." Feng Sen wiped away his tears and said solemnly, "The property manager sees that there are too many bicycles. In the management rules that were set in the afternoon, the security and the property staff were only doing their jobs." "Second. Question, the electrician cut off the switch, why did he switch off the switch during that time period." "Checked it out."

This time, the side team replied, "The electrician has been working in the Weitian Building for a year. On the 12th and 27th of each month, the power will be cut off for maintenance for a while, and there is a record." "The most important thing is the man who drives the jeep." Qin Feng sighed.

"He was the first person to knock down the deceased. If it weren't for him to drive so fast in the underground parking lot, if it wasn't for the power failure, he didn't turn on the lights." "There would not be a series of crushing behind."

"Da Zeng, I think it is necessary to ask the jeep driver again." Qin Feng looked at Zeng Keqiang.

After all, he is the temporary team leader this time.

And to ask the driver of the jeep, they still need the cooperation of the side team.

The meaning of Qin Feng's words is equivalent to making this request to Bian Guoli through Zeng Keqiang. "no problem."

While Guoli responded, he glanced at Qin Feng in surprise.

He just discovered that the entire six groups of Qin Feng are the most active.

What's more, it's all about the point, not just asking questions out of thin air.

And Zeng Keqiang, the temporary team leader, has no opinion on him.

After reading countless people, he immediately understood.

This little young.

Don't underestimate him just because of his age.

Can be mixed to this position in the six serious cases.

Can't rely on age, isn't it all about strength?

Bian Guoli smiled and nodded, said. "You haven't eaten all the way up, right? I have already ordered the meals for a few people." . "Then trouble the side team. "Everyone is already hungry.

And four days have passed since the case.

Not in a hurry for these two hours.

I went to dinner with the National Border Team.

Have a full meal.

Everyone was ready to set off to ask the driver of the jeep.

Feng Sen just watched a few people get into the car because he wanted to avoid it.

Guanyuan District.

Unit 102, Building 6, Unit 2. This is the home of Zhang Yang, the jeep driver.

Knock on the door.

The door was opened by a middle-aged couple in their fifties.

He cut the iron fence and looked at everyone up and down, his eyes full of alert. "You are?"

"Interpol, is your son Zhang Yang at home?" The side team flashed his police card.

"It's here, it's here."

The middle-aged couple opened the door and asked worriedly.

"I know that when it comes to responsibility, my son is also responsible, but he didn't mean it!" "Or else, police officer? We should compensate that woman's money for humanitarian reasons?" I've heard of it, and it's a terrible death."

"It's not up to us to decide. We are just looking for your son this time." The side team said solemnly. "Oh, let me call him."

Seeing the team's cold face, obviously unable to speak, the middle-aged woman stopped speaking and walked quickly to the bedroom.

Then he called out a tall man in his twenties.

This person is the jeep driver one by one.

"Sit down, we still have a few questions to ask you." "Didn't you ask them?" Zhang Yang looked at the team curiously.

but.

He is quite honest.

Ask the home, should I sit or sit?

Just sat across from the six groups of people.

"Zhang Yang, I hope you will elaborate on what happened in the underground parking lot four days ago." Qin Feng spoke first. "All right."

"I just got off work at that time and I was addicted to cigarettes, so I stood next to my car and smoked." "Smokers, you know, there was a lot of sputum, and I spit out at the time." "As a result, a Mercedes Benz stopped me immediately. before."

"A poor-looking young man who actually scolded me." "Stop." Zeng Keqiang halted, "What did you scold you?" "Do you have a long face when you say it?" "Go on. "

"Yeah." Zhang Yang nodded.

"Where have I been wronged? Besides, isn't it just spitting?" "The dog is nosy with the mouse."

"I got into my car immediately and stepped on the accelerator pedal to the maximum."

"At that time, I just had the idea to catch up with that little crouch, and teach him a lesson, so that he knows what misfortune comes out of his mouth." "But who knows! When it was turned on, the lights in the underground parking lot suddenly went out. ."

"V I didn't have time to turn on the lights. I thought I hit something on that road." "Later I turned on the lights and saw that it was a flood sandbag, so I drove away."

"I really didn't expect to hit a person! If I had known it, I would have gotten her out of the car and sent her to the hospital." Zhang Yang spread his hands aggrievedly, with a look of regret on his face.

"Why does that man scold you! Is it because you spit?" Bai Ling asked.

"Who knows? It's a neurosis, but I think it should be because of the sputum." "That's it!"

Nothing can be seen from Zhang Yang's face.

Qin Feng's suspicion of him has been reduced a bit.

As for that Mercedes-Benz man, he became more and more curious.

after all.

Even in later generations, when faced with someone spitting, most of them just rolled their eyes, and no one went straight up and screamed.

Let alone now.

The year 2000!

They don't care about hygiene so much.

When I see a person spitting, do I have to scold him?

Isn't it necessary?

Or did he mean it on purpose?

The reason was to let the car behind him chase him, which eventually caused this tragedy.

Thinking of (Li's) here, Qin Feng asked immediately. "Can you describe the other person's appearance and dress?"

"Hair is considered long among men. It's a bit messy and shiny. It looks like if you don't wash your hair and wear clothes for three or four days..." Zhang Yang looked at the ceiling and thought a little, "Brown Casual clothes, it seems to be worth tens of dollars." "Hey, you say it's weird no, such a person doesn't seem to be rich! How did you start a Mercedes?" "This is not the most important thing. of."

Bai Ling's eyes rolled up, "The important thing is that a person who doesn't wash his hair for three or four days, which can make his hair shiny, would logically scold someone who spits?" "I won't anyway." "I don't bother to care about it."

"I don't care about this." "Yeah!"

After giving the answer, the entire six groups glanced at Bai Ling.

Then he turned his head to look at Qin Feng.

The eyes are full of firmness.

"The Benz man is deliberate."

"He is the biggest suspect in this murder."

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