Trafford’s Trading Club

Just in front of the door of Wang Liang's rental house, Chen Mingming stopped and looked down the stairs.

The lights in the corridors of the old building flickered on and off, and because a body was found here, the original residents upstairs and downstairs also moved out one after another in the past few days.

Even the slightest footsteps can be heard clearly at this time.

Finally, Zhao Le appeared in Chen Mingming's sight... He touched the handrail of the stairs, looked up, expressionless, and climbed up step by step.

Finally, Zhao Le finished walking up the stairs and stood with Chen Mingming.

He just started to speak, his face was not as stiff as when he went upstairs, as if he was scared, "This is not good...this is sealed."

Chen Mingming didn't pay attention and casually tore off the seal (he came once with Zhou Yusheng and put a new seal on when he left).

Seeing Chen Mingming tearing the seal, Zhao Le opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but swallowed it anyway.

But then, Chen Mingming took out the item and opened the door of the rental house. Zhao Le could no longer maintain his composure and exclaimed in surprise: "You...how do you have the key?"

"Come in." Chen Mingming opened the door, said casually, and then turned on the lights in the house from the button in front of the door.

When entering, Chen Mingming took off his shoes and put them aside before actually walking in.

Zhao Le hesitated for a few seconds, with countless questions in his mind...but thinking that he had followed him up here, he took a deep breath and followed in.

He didn't take off his shoes, just closed the door gently.

When Zhao Le walked into the room, he saw Chen Mingming leaning on a freezer in the center of the living room, looking at him like this.

Zhao Le was about to speak, but Chen Mingming spoke first: "How about we do some homework?"

"Homework?" Zhao Le was slightly startled.

Chen Mingming nodded, "It's like an assignment assigned by the teacher... Let's deduce what happened here when the crime occurred."

Zhao Ledao: "Mingming, stop playing around... Just leave this to the police. We are just students, nothing. Did you borrow the key from your dad? Or did you steal it?"

"Don't worry, the key was obtained through legitimate channels." Chen Mingming said calmly: "There will be no consequences of illegal entry... Let's continue with the homework we just mentioned."

"I don't have time to go crazy with you." Zhao Le's face darkened, "I have something to do, so I'll leave first."

Chen Mingming said: "You don't want to let the police know that you came here quietly at night, right? Not only did you come here, you also deliberately parked your bicycle in front of the supermarket. When you planned to go back, you cycled back from the supermarket. Bar?"

Zhao Le turned around and was silent for a moment, then frowned and said, "You...you never left?"

Chen Mingming did not answer, but just said to himself: "This is the first scene where the body was found. The deceased Wang Liang, the body was buried in this freezer. His body was cut into pieces by the murderer, and it was incomplete. So far. , several parts of the body have not been found. It is presumed that someone has taken him away, so the cause of death is unknown... Let’s deduce, if you were the murderer, how would you choose to commit the crime? "

"I told you, stop playing!" Zhao Le said angrily.

Chen Mingming suddenly walked to the sofa and lay down, "Suppose I were Wang Liang and I was lying here and fell asleep. What would you do?"

"That's enough!" Zhao Le almost roared.

Chen Mingming was expressionless, but he picked up the phone casually, "Although it seems a bit despicable, I think your sister doesn't want you to be taken for questioning."

"You..." Zhao Le gritted his teeth, then slowly exhaled, "Okay, I'll play with you."

He walked directly to the sofa, looked at Chen Mingming lying on the sofa, and then looked around... Zhao Le saw a fruit knife placed on the coffee table, and picked it up suddenly, then looked at Chen Mingming, His eyes were cold.

"Use a knife?" Chen Mingming said calmly.

Zhao Le said impatiently: "How do I know? Use whatever is convenient for you. Isn't this how people kill in anger?"

Chen Mingming said: "The corpse has been split. It is not convenient to use this knife. There are thicker dishes in the kitchen..."

"I said, I didn't kill anyone!!" Zhao Le interrupted angrily.

"This is just a deduction." Chen Mingming sat up, raised his head and said, "Why are you excited?"

Zhao Le sneered: "Who wouldn't be excited to be treated like this by you? What on earth do you want to do? Play detective games? Or are you kids from a police officer family bored and trying to prove yourself?! Do I deserve to be suspected? Just because Am I a family member of the victim?!”

Chen Mingming said to himself: "It is not appropriate to use a knife. If you use a knife, blood will be spattered. Whether the blood is on the sofa, bed, or floor, there will be traces... The police have many means to check it out. "

"I told you, I'm not the murderer." Zhao Le slowly put down his hand...but he didn't put down the knife.

Chen Mingming said: "Actually, there is one thing that has not been made public, and that is the place where the body was dismembered...in the bathroom."

Zhao Le subconsciously looked in the direction of the bathroom, then frowned and said, "So what!"

Chen Mingming said slowly: "The blood stain test showed that there were a lot of blood stains on the walls and ceiling of the entire bathroom... In addition, fragmentary tissue residues were also found at the bayonet position of the U-shaped pipe in the sewer, which belonged to Wang Liang’s…”

Zhao Le suddenly said: "You are wrong, why is it on the sofa in the living room? Why can't it be in the bathroom? Wang Liang was taking a bath at that time, and the murderer broke into the home and killed him directly in the bathroom!"

Chen Mingming still didn't answer, but said: "Killing out of anger...that's what you just mentioned, right? Why do you think it's killing out of anger?"

Zhao Le said bitterly: "How do I know! It's you who forced me to do this! I only saw the fruit knife and picked it up casually. It's not out of anger or anything!"

Chen Mingming shook his head: "It's not out of anger, it's probably a planned murder... Did you see that freezer? This is the second freezer in Wang Liang's house, used to hide the body. Obviously the murderer had already prepared to hide the body. "

"This has nothing to do with me." Zhao Le snorted coldly.

Chen Mingming pressed forward step by step, "In fact, the police have found the place where this freezer was sold, and also learned from the shop owner... certain characteristics of the person who bought this freezer."

Zhao Le's eyes twitched slightly... The fruit knife he was holding also shook slightly at this moment.

"Police...have the police found that person?" Zhao Lechao looked at Chen Mingming and seemed to hold his breath.

"You are very nervous." Chen Mingming said suddenly.

"Who is not nervous? You brought me here and said so many things!" Zhao Le took a deep breath, "I'm going crazy!"

Chen Mingming looked into Zhao Le's eyes and said, "You said... that person just now? It's strange, why didn't you call the murderer directly, but... that person?"

Zhao Le said calmly: "Don't play this kind of word game with me, that person or the murderer is just a reference!"

Chen Mingming suddenly nodded. Seeing Zhao Le holding a knife like this, he stood up and said, "Okay... I've finished my homework. Let's go."

Zhao Le was startled. He had even made some preparations, but he never expected that Chen Mingming would suddenly give up questioning at this time, which made him feel at a loss.

"Obviously... you... what are you doing?"

"Didn't I say it? I'm just doing a homework."

Chen Mingming came to the door, took out the shoehorn from the shoe cabinet drawer at the door, and put on his shoes, "I'm not a real policeman... Aren't you going to leave? I'm going to lock the door."

Zhao Le moved his lips and finally put down the fruit knife.

He remained silent and followed Chen Mingming away... until they reached the intersection of the old street.

At this time, the area was no longer empty, but there were some people walking around... It wasn't in full view, but some people could certainly see the slightest movement.

Chen Mingming looked at the time and said, "Thirty-seven minutes before and after... I'm afraid you need to pedal faster when you go back."

Zhao Le was a little unsure of Chen Mingming's thoughts, so he hesitated and said: "Tonight..."

Chen Mingming waved his hand and said, "You have actually been here, right?"

Zhao Le's breathing was obviously faster.

Chen Mingming backed away slowly and said: "When I said that the murderer's body was dismembered in the bathroom, you subconsciously looked over it... Of course, you can also say that you noticed it when you came in. But I think it was a little sudden. The reaction is uncontrollable, right? No matter what I say tonight, I have no evidence, these are just my speculations... Who knows. "

Zhao Le opened his mouth.

Chen Mingming turned around, walked towards the darkness, and finally said: "I will leave in a few days... I hope I can listen to your story when I leave."

After all, Zhao Le didn't say anything, turned around and left quickly...and then ran.

…

…

On the old streets, Chen Mingming was walking and then stopped.

He turned around, looked up, and saw two dimly lit foreign lanterns and an ancient pine door... Chen Mingming thought for a while, then opened the door and walked in.

In the lobby, which was not particularly spacious but had a sense of space, Chen Mingming saw the boss sitting at the bar with his back to him.

A low voice came from the record player in the corner.

Chen Mingming walked up to the boss, looked around, and asked curiously: "Where is your maid?"

Boss Luo said casually at this time: "She is busy with something..."

With that said, Boss Luo took a detour and walked into the bar. He lightly swept his fingers on the wall cabinet and said, "Sit down, I want to drink something."

Chen Mingming sat down, but didn't say what he wanted to order. He just asked: "Did I come by myself, or did you ask me to come?"

Luo Qiu smiled and said: "Those who want to come will naturally come. Here... we will not refuse."

Chen Mingming was silent for a moment, then whispered: "Thank you... for giving me this identity."

"You're welcome." Luo Qiu said softly: "It's just to facilitate the assessment... Since it is an exam, there are correct answers and methods. I just designed the questions, not the questions that cannot be answered."

Chen Mingming raised his head, looked directly at the boss and said, "Zhao Le...maybe he is not the murderer?"

Luo Qiu smiled slightly.

Chen Mingming added: "But he may know who the murderer is...otherwise you wouldn't give me such a hint on the parchment. But this kind of hint can easily lead to misjudgment in my subconscious. So this hint is disturbing Information, right?”

Luo Qiu said: "If the assessment is not difficult, it will naturally lose its original meaning... In fact, your progress is good."

Chen Mingming frowned subconsciously.

He didn't think there was anything outstanding about reaching this kind of progress with the prompts. He felt that the progress the boss was referring to was something else.

There are two questions in this assessment. The first question is to help his father solve the case, and the second question is... progress, referring to the second question?

Chen Mingming breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly said with a wry smile: "Sure enough, there are two completely unequal amounts of information. Faced with the huge information gap, I can only feel a deep sense of powerlessness when facing you."

Luo Qiu couldn't deny it: "Indeed, I may not be smarter than anyone else."

Chen Mingming said: "This is probably the charm of intelligence... Putting aside this information, if you and I are at the same intelligence level, how would you judge this case?"

Luo Qiu started to mix drinks. He learned the "Red Dust" mixing technique from the maid. "The person who invigilates the exam will end up bad."

Chen Mingming's eyes suddenly brightened and he said: "This assessment does not seem to limit my ability to purchase information... I can choose to purchase information directly to help me complete the assessment, right?"

Luo Qiu smiled and said, "Are you planning to buy information?"

Chen Mingming shook his head, "You didn't say that cheating was not allowed, but you also didn't say that cheating was allowed... Invigilator, it is natural to expel cheaters from the examination room."

The preparation of 'Hongchen' is almost completed. Boss Luo seems to be in a good mood. He looks at the final product and slowly pours it into the cup, looking very focused.

Chen Mingming suddenly asked at this time: "The question... is it really as simple as solving a crime?"

Luo Qiu said: "What do you think?"

Chen Mingming shook his head, looked at the wine glass that the boss pushed in front of him, sighed, and stood up: "I won't drink anymore...Thank you for the hospitality."

"You're welcome."

Chen Mingming turned around and left, frowning deeply at the same time.

…

"Are there any guests?" The maid's voice came from the stairs, "Chen Mingming?"

"You've been busy." Luo Qiu waved his hand.

The maid took a step forward, and the next step was in front of the bar. "It seems that he has encountered some doubts, right?"

Luo Qiu didn't hide it, smiled and said: "He asked me what the meaning behind the test questions was."

The maid also smiled, "How did the master answer him?"

Luo Qiu shook his head: "Suddenly, I had a bad taste, so I didn't say anything."

You Ye said: "Cracking a case is just about finding the truth, and finding the truth means that it will affect a person's destiny and life... It is equivalent to putting other people's lives under your control. Whether it is good or bad depends on your own wishes. .Manipulating life...is a required course for the Dark Soul Messenger."

Boss Luo pushed 'Hongchen' in front of the maid and said softly: "Don't waste it. Try my craftsmanship and see how much better it is than yours."

"Um……"

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