Solving A Case: My Teacher is Ji Jie

"Who?" everyone asked. "Who else can it be?"

"Fat Luo, Luo Gang, defrauded my young people of 50,000 yuan!"

"What's the matter? Tell me." Qin Feng poured a glass of water and handed it over. "Thank you." "That's it."

Zheng Yimin nodded. "My young man asked him to do business in partnership, but the grandson didn't recognize him after he took the money. He didn't even have an IOU, and couldn't ask him back." "The two are still relatively good friends. Who would have thought of this grandson." This is the kind of person!" "Because of this, both of them turned their faces." "Do you know the address of Fatty Luo's home?" "Yuhua Community, Unit 501, Building 3, Unit 501." "Oh."

Then he waved his hand to Jiang Han.

"Jianghan Huang Tao, go and bring this Fatty Luo back." "Okay!" The two responded and left immediately.

Qin Feng frowned slightly. "The murderer shouldn't be him."

The logical relationship is not "zero, three, three," too plausible.

Even if you want to kill, it should be Sun Shaomin who was cheated of the money to kill, not Luo Gang's profitable murder!

Anyway, there is no IOU, what is Luo Gang afraid of?

Why kill Sun Shaomin?

kill!

That is basically life-deal.

Raise a civil economic dispute to the point of life and death.

It's not worth taking this risk!

"The most suspected person is Sun Baomin, the master of the deceased." "And the wife of the deceased Sun Shaomin in front of me."

Nodded secretly.

Qin Feng looked at Sun Shaomin's wife again. "What about Sun Baomin?"

"How is Sun Shaomin's relationship with him?" "It's equivalent to being a father and son." "But..."

Sun Shaomin's wife bowed her head and groaned.

After a few seconds, he seemed to make up his mind.

He raised his head again.

"Relationship is not good recently."

"Everyone is rich now, who would want to listen to cross talk!" "It's not watching TV dramas or going to a karaoke bar." "Cross talk is worse than one day." "My young people have long wanted to change careers."

"No, half a year ago, an advertising company just happened to sign a contract with my family, Shaomin, and the price offered is not low! One month can talk about cross talk for one year." "The result was mixed by his master."

"I even screamed at my young people, saying that he was ungrateful and deceived his ancestors!" "You want to make more money, what's wrong with this?"

Sun Shaomin's wife couldn't help but laughed bitterly. "But at least he was raised by him since he was a child. Shaomin regarded him as his biological father, so he didn't take it seriously." "Later, his master gave him 50,000 yuan and asked him to open a teahouse to promote Let’s take a look at the cross talk culture." "You have to drive to the third ring." "Ha ha ha ha..."

"I don't know if he really doesn't know, or he doesn't know if he is fake." "This year, 50,000 yuan still wants to open a teahouse in the third ring road?" "It's enough for one year's rent to die!"

"The young people in my family can't do anything about it. They just wanted to use this money to do business and earn enough money to open a teahouse." "Later, this was not deceived by Fatty Luo."

"As a result, when his master knew it, he thought that Shaomin of my family swallowed the money." "Forcing Shaomin to take out fifty thousand yuan."

"If Shaomin can't get it out, he said that Shaomin is a white-eyed wolf."

"If it weren't for him, he still needs my Shaomin to talk about cross talk with him, I'm afraid the relationship between the two people has long collapsed." "Then the relationship between the master and the apprentice is still very bad recently!" Qin Feng Nod.

Squinted at Sun Shaomin's wife.

"By the way, where were you before? Why can't I get through the phone all the time?" "Are you suspicious of me?"

The face of Sun Shaomin's wife changed in an instant.

He stood up from his chair with a squeeze. "What did I kill my husband for?"

"I'm asking you why the call can't get through." Qin Feng didn't explain much, and continued to repeat what he said just now. "What is your attitude?"

"Ahem." Zeng Keqiang knocked on the table. "This is a normal process. If you want to help us find the murderer of your husband, then answer this question." "Okay."

"I'm teaching the kids in the computer class."

"In order to avoid being disturbed during class, I will turn off my phone."

"If you don't believe me, you can go to the Blue Sky Computer Training Class at No. 32 Xinyuan Road to investigate. Everyone in the classroom can give me proof."

"We will." Next.

The remaining six groups were divided into two groups.

Ji Jie Bailing went to the computer training class to investigate Sun Shaomin's wife.

Qin Feng went to Sun Baomin's house together.

Came to his door.

The door was concealed and not closed.

The two also walked in together.

The gray-haired Sun Baomin sat on the sofa.

I don't know what I put in my mouth.

Then tremblingly, he picked up the cup and took a sip of water.

He raised his head.

Swallowed that thing.

Seeing this action couldn't be more obvious.

Qin Feng suddenly understood, and asked curiously. "Are you sick?"

"Huh?" A trace of panic appeared on Sun Baomin's face, he raised his eyes to look at Qin Feng, and then quickly lowered his head 0...

Put down the cup on one side.

She put away the medicine box on the coffee table and put it behind the pi unit.

After doing all this, he nodded. "Yeah." "The man is getting old."

Then why did you secretly stuff up the medicine after you found out about yourself and Da Zeng? "High blood pressure, I have to take some antihypertensive medicine from time to time." "That's it." Qin Feng smiled. Believe you, blame... if it's just antihypertensive drugs.

There is only one explanation.

That kind of medicine is definitely not the antihypertensive medicine he said.

Secretly sneered.

Qin Feng immediately decided to break the casserole and ask in the end, "Uncle, what kind of medicine is the antihypertensive medicine you are taking?" "Is it the antihypertensive medicine?" "What's the name?"

"What are you asking about?" Sun Baomin appeared very cautious.

"Hey, it's actually nothing. I just think that your condition doesn't seem to have been treated! Maybe you met a quack." "I still know some medicine, maybe I can give you some help." At this moment, Qin Feng is already sitting on the right hand side of Sun Baomin.

The probing hand pulled out the pill box.

Look at the name of the medicine on the pill box.

Reminiscent of Sun Baomin's shaking hands when he picked up the cup to drink.

A noun suddenly appeared in Qin Feng's mind. "Parkinson's syndrome!"

"Ah!" Sun Baomin's face changed drastically, and his hands shook uncontrollably.

"Um?"

Seeing Sun Baomin's reaction, Zeng Keqiang suddenly understood.

This was said by Qin Feng, and immediately turned his head to look at Qin Feng. "What Parkinson's syndrome?"

"A common 5.2 degenerative disease of the shock system in middle-aged and elderly people."

"Once you are sick, it is almost impossible to cure. All you can do is take medicine to slow down the deterioration of the condition."

"The common symptoms are trembling hands, slow movements, decreased sense of smell, slow speech, slurred words, etc. symptoms!" "Don't say it!"

Hearing Qin Feng's explanation, Sun Baomin collapsed.

He snatched the box of medicine over.

There was crying in the voice.

"You know, for a person who lives by cross talk, what does this disease mean?" "It means that I will never be able to perform on stage anymore." "For me, it's worse than death." ! Do you understand?" "I understand." "I understand you."

"However, I still want you to answer one of our questions." Qin Feng stared at Sun Baomin's eyes, and asked every word.

"Tell me, does Sun Shaomin's death have anything to do with you?"

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