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Chapter 161 Why are you here?

Fortunately, I put that coat on the homeless man. By that time, he was already drunk and unconscious.

Dong Peng sighed silently in his heart and continued to tell Wang Ju how Guo Qiangti took advantage of the dean's crimes and the opportunity of Mr. Shu Yingdel's arrival to bring down the old dean step by step.

"So there is such a thing." Wang Ju was surprised. He always thought that Zhu Ju's subordinates were the ones who confessed what happened to the old dean. He always thought of Guo Qiangti's contribution behind it.

"And, Bureau Wang." Dong Peng took advantage of Wang Bureau's surprise to clarify his thoughts: "I have to ask you, if what you said is true, then my accomplice must be among these six people. Who is it? The young man who appeared in front of you with me? Or the tramp who identified me? Or, it can’t be that Guo Qiangti’s conscience helped him? Should I kill him? Even if he wanted to, he couldn't do it. "

yes.

Wang Ju was stunned. He just wanted to deceive Dong Peng and see his reaction, but he didn't expect so much.

In any case, no matter how many murderers there are, they must have entered the vicinity of the park, and they cannot appear out of thin air.

"Besides, there are three points that I think need to be investigated in detail." Dong Peng said, holding up three fingers.

"What three points?" Wang Ju looked at Dong Peng and asked.

"First," Xue Mo typed lines of text on the computer screen: "Why did the murderer feed Guo Qiangti apple seeds? Since the murderer, or one of the murderers, saw that Guo Qiangti was about to freeze to death, why did he Are you trying to make things worse?”

"Second, where did the white coat on Guo Qiangti come from? According to a doctor who is familiar with Guo Qiangti, Guo Qiangti never wears a white coat except for work. In other words, the murderer brought it A white coat was put on Guo Qiangti, but what's the point of doing it just to speed up Guo Qiangti's death from freezing? But if that's the case, just take off Guo Qiangti's coat, why bother wearing another one? ?”

"Third, the words are buried deep in the snow, which means that the murderer had already prepared to kill before it started snowing, but why did he write these words? What is the meaning of these words? Could the murderer actually have been there all along? Just lurking in the park?”

"These are indeed issues that need to be considered." Wang Ju nodded: "I have also thought about the first two points. It is indeed strange. The murderer had no reason to do this."

"Wang Ju, generally speaking, if the murderer does something beyond common sense, 80% of it is used to get away with it." Dong Peng took off his hat and said slowly: "And the other 20% is to satisfy the murderer. A certain desire, or need.”

"Desire?" Wang Ju frowned in confusion: "What do you mean by desire?"

"It's hard to say." Dong Peng thought for a while and gave an example: "It may be some kind of special hobby, such as liking or hating doctors. In this case, the white coat is to highlight the identity of the deceased. It may also be that he likes a certain kind of doctor. Color, for example, I like pure white. At this time, the white coat is to highlight the color.”

"You mean the murderer has to make the other person meet his own requirements when he kills?" Wang Ju frowned slightly: "Such situations have indeed happened before, but most of them occurred in love killings or rapes and murders. This situation now , I can’t imagine who would do that.”

In fact, Wang Bureau had encountered this situation once not long ago, that is, the murder of the bartender. At that time, the woman deliberately put makeup on the man. In fact, part of the reason was because she only had that kind of feeling in her heart. He was the one who most agreed with his desire to kill.

"Indeed." Dong Peng nodded: "Who would deliberately restore a person's identity as a doctor before killing someone? Unless it is someone who has a doctor-patient dispute with him, or a colleague who has a conflict with him."

"Doctor-patient dispute?" Director Wang thought for a while: "This is impossible. Professor Guo Qiangti's medical skills are among the best in the entire Chixin City. I would rather believe that some colleagues are jealous of his talent."

"Being one or two does not mean that you have never failed." Dong Peng smiled slightly.

Now Wang Ju has begun to keep up with his own thinking, which means that at least he is safe now.

"Very few." Wang Ju shook his head: "And as far as I know, even if there are mistakes, they will only cause some very small problems. With Professor Guo Qiangti's connections, he basically sends people directly to big cities. , use advanced equipment to eliminate sequelae as much as possible.”

"Although it is true that some people are still disabled for life because of this, Professor Guo's attitude alone has left patients and their families speechless." Wang Ju thought for a while: "But your statement really inspired me. Well, Professor Guo Qiangti is currently competing for the position of dean. If anyone regards him as a thorn in his side, then the other two candidates are indeed very suspicious."

"Well, indeed." Dong Peng nodded: "Do you need me to help you investigate?"

"No, thank you for your help." Wang Ju shook his head and rejected Dong Peng's kindness.

"Then I will continue walking. If you need anything, please come back to me." After Dong Peng finished speaking, he bowed slightly, then put on his hat and disappeared into the snow.

"That's probably what happened."

At the door of Satan's house, Xue Mo pitifully cried to Satan about how he was "threatened" by his sister.

"Want to learn painting from me?" Satan looked at Tiantian in surprise: "But my painting..."

"Big brother! I like the style of your paintings, so handsome!" Tiantian threw herself on Satan without waiting for Satan to finish, looking at Satan with little stars in her eyes.

"But I haven't painted for a long time." Satan looked at Xuemo and said hesitantly.

"I think it's a pity for you to give up painting." Xuemo said sincerely: "Even if we don't talk about contributing to the human art cause, from your own perspective, continuing to paint can also make you earn money and become financially independent as soon as possible, right?"

"Ah?" Satan seemed a little surprised by Xuemo's statement.

"After all, life has finally returned to peace, I don't think you want to be disturbed by your family." Xuemo smiled slightly: "In this regard, I have experience."

"Well..." Satan nodded gently, as if he agreed with Xuemo's statement, and seemed to be thinking.

"Satan, is there a guest?" Just as Satan was thinking, Xiao Sun in the kitchen seemed to hear the sound and pushed open the kitchen door.

"Officer Sun?!"

"Xuemo?!"

"Why are you here?" The two asked in unison.

The two people stared at each other blankly, and were stunned for a moment.

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