Solving A Case: My Teacher is Ji Jie

This idea just appeared.

The scenery in front of Qin Feng changed.

In front of him is an old man.

It looks like it is the dead person.

He is facing the elevator with his back.

At this time, the elevator door has been opened.

but!

There is no elevator behind.

Some are just dark elevator shafts.

The ground behind him is also deep.

A glance makes people feel a deep sense of fear from deep in their hearts.

at this time.

Two hands appeared in his vision.

The palm of the hand was in the shape of a fist, the fist was against the deceased, and he pushed it down with the fist face.

Before falling backward, the deceased subconsciously grabbed a metal door frame with his left hand.

However.

Such a little friction.

It's just a drop in the bucket.

There is no way to compete with gravity.

He just fell into the dark abyss.

Look back.

Qin Feng grinned involuntarily.

Those hands should belong to a smart young woman!

To say that she is a young woman is Qin Feng's judgment of those hands.

Why is she smart?

Because she didn't have a palm.

This avoids leaving fingerprints and palm prints on the deceased. "interesting!"

"There are 06 interesting cases."

"Interesting murderer." Nodding secretly.

Qin Feng's brain quickly turned.

After a few seconds, he said.

"If it is true according to the report letter." "Then, this person might really be the murderer!"

Just about to take a step. "Uncle Zheng, he sent you the email directly, right? I use your computer." Qin Feng turned his head and looked at Zheng Yimin. "No problem! Come with me." "Yeah."

His head suddenly remembered that the deceased had grabbed the metal frame before he fell.

That kind of metal frame, the paint is very rough, so you might be able to find the floor where the deceased was standing when he fell.

Qin Feng quickly took back his footsteps.

Then he looked at the hand of the dead.

After seeing the abnormality in the nails, he pointed at the left finger of the deceased and looked at He forensic doctor. "What's inside?"

"You have to ask the technical department for this." He forensic doctor shrugged, "our forensic doctors don't care about this." "Oh, just leave it to the technical department."

Qin Feng nodded, and immediately came to Zheng Yimin's office.

After finding that email.

He quickly tapped the keyboard. "Oh……"

"The other party is a computer expert, and he sent an email to Uncle Zheng after breaking through the firewall of Uncle Zheng." "I still know where I was hiding." "Ah! Hacker?" Zeng Keqiang's eyes lit up.

"Then he must be able to change the elevator control panel." "That's right, this guy might be the murderer!" "This kid, who actually provokes us, is really arrogant!"

"Oh, these are not important!" Bai Ling waved his hand.

"The key is, Qin Feng, can you find the address of this guy?" "Heh..."

"Take out the word "can't"." "This guy is a little docile."

"However, if you fight with me, then you will have to make a fool of yourself." In this regard, Qin Feng has that confidence.

A joke, my current hacking skills are at least the top batch in the world.

Put it in guo.

Proper pyramid spire.

The other party's hacking skills are at best the strength of their own lv5 hacking technology.

It's weird that you can't find the other party.

Three minutes later.

Qin Feng put his hands together and got up from the chair. "Room 1102."

"He is in the building where the crime was committed!"

Come to the front of Room 1102.

Qin Feng knocked on the door immediately.

"Who?" A lazy voice came from inside. "Jingcha! Open the door." "Oh?" The door opened. What appeared was a young man in his twenties.

It's 1.7 meters tall.

A hair with a length of eight or nine centimeters that is not well managed.

It's all a little oily.

Thin.

He wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses with a high degree of power on his face.

Gives people a sense of technical nerd.

"You also have masters in Jingchali!" The black-rimmed glasses man pushed his glasses, "I can actually find the e-mail sent by me." "Of course." Qin Feng smiled.

"Your strength is still a bit short."

"By the way, do you mind if we go in and sit?" "Oh, come in."

The black-rimmed glasses man nodded silently.

Turned around and walked into the room.

The six groups of people followed and walked in.

At this time.

This guy has a bookshelf in the living room.

Glancing roughly.

There are two kinds of books in total.

One is programming books.

The other kind is detective mystery novels.

"Yeah, you are a computer expert and reasoning mystery! Qin Feng smiled. "I'm over the award, compared to yours, I am still not a master. "The man with black frame glasses took out a bottle of Coke from the refrigerator.

Sitting on the sofa while drinking.

"Then you think, according to your reasoning, who is the most likely murderer?" Qin Feng squinted.

Staring at the eyes of the man with black-rimmed glasses.

The other party stared at Qin Feng's gaze. "Me?" "Haha."

"You don't think I am a murderer, do you?"

"First of all, if I am a murderer, what report letter should I write to you? Just let you close the case by accident?" "Secondly, I don't even know the deceased." "If there is no grievance, I will kill him. what?"

"I have something wrong?"

"Then how do you know that someone has changed the program of the elevator control panel?" Bai Ling asked. "I heard the old man's cry last night." The black-rimmed glasses man narrowed his eyes and said slowly.

"At twelve o'clock last night, I was a little tired from playing games."

"I walked into the corridor and looked out from the window in the corridor. Because there is a river over there, it gives me a sense of relaxation." "After looking at it for a while, I will walk home."

"Halfway through, I suddenly heard the scream of an old man in the elevator." "At the time I thought I was hell."

The man with black-frame glasses gave Bai Ling a white eye. "Look at the watch, it was 12:15, and I was back home." "The next day, I heard that someone stumbled and fell to death." "What can this prove?" Bai Ling Asked. "What can you prove?"

"On this elevator, can I still not know 137 if I often ride?"

"At twelve o'clock in the evening, all the elevator doors are automatically locked, and they will be opened at five o'clock the next day, unless there is a very special situation." "How did the old man fall?"

"After thinking about it, someone should have changed the control program. The old man can open the elevator door, and then go empty, he just snapped and fell!" "It makes sense."

The man with black-framed eyes raised his eyebrows at Qin Feng. "Yeah, it makes sense." Qin Feng smiled.

He put his hand on the shoulder of the man with black-rimmed glasses, "The more reasonable you are, the more I think this murderer is you!" "What the hell!"

The man with black frame glasses pushed Qin Feng's hand away.

"I kindly provided you with clues. That's what you did to me?" "I was wronged, I was a murderer, okay! Arrest warrant, evidence, show it out." "Besides, even if you have these." "Me too. Not that murderer!"

"Are you really?" Qin Feng asked again.

"No!" "Let's go." Qin Feng turned and left.

After leaving the corridor, he said, "Looking at the performance, he should not be the murderer." "Buzzing!" Just then.

Zeng Keqiang's phone rang.

He picked it up immediately.

I hung up after half a minute.

Whisper.

"The thing in the deceased's nails is metallic paint."

"I think it was caused by the deceased grabbing the door frame when he fell. Look for the elevator door frame to see which metal frame is scratched. At the very least, you have to know where the deceased fell from!" Qin Feng immediately road. .

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