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"First point, there are only fingerprints from the deceased's right hand on the ax handle, but according to another photo, it can be seen that the deceased's right hand is tightly holding a plastic fragment. So, when did the deceased hold the ax? "

"Axe..." Wang Ju frowned slightly and thought.

Indeed, this was a problem. They had also noticed before that there were only the fingerprints of the deceased on the axe, but they had always believed that it was caused by a fight between the deceased and the murderer.

Now listening to what Dong Peng said, it was indeed the case. If it was really taken away during the fight, then where were the traces of the fight? And if not, then when?

"It's normal that there are no other people's fingerprints on the axe. As long as you wear gloves or simply handle it with your hands, it will be fine." Dong Peng looked at his fingers: "But it can make the deceased put fingerprints on it, or he can The latter has a special way of knowing people.”

"Special method..." Wang Ju thought for a while, but couldn't think of the reason for the moment, so he had to put it aside for the time being: "Is there anything else? You continue."

"Yes." Dong Peng nodded and pointed to another piece of material: "Look here again. There are obvious marks of cutting on this table."

"Yeah." Wang Ju nodded: "So what?"

"Under what circumstances do you think you would chop on the table?"

"During the fight? The murderer struck it vertically, and the deceased moved to the side to avoid it." Director Wang told the police's previous guess: "By the way, could it be that at this time, the deceased took advantage of the murderer to chop the ax on the table? Go up and grab the ax?"

"That's wrong again." Dong Peng shook his head: "Have you seen that place? There is the fingerprint of the deceased on it."

"Yeah." Wang Ju nodded: "But this doesn't affect..."

As he said this, he suddenly realized something: "Wait a minute, this fingerprint is the right hand!"

"Yeah." Dong Peng nodded: "You wouldn't say that the two of them fought back and forth several times, would you? If that were the case, I would have no time. What do you think?"

"Yes." Wang Ju nodded, then shook his head: "What you said is indeed a doubtful point. According to the blood traces at the scene, the murderer should have pushed the deceased towards the wall after injuring him. Then the deceased also There’s no chance of going back and touching the axe.”

"But...how did the handprint come about?" Dong Peng looked at Wang Ju with a smile.

"This..." Wang Ju thought for a moment: "The murderer pressed him down later?"

"This can indeed be inferred. So, what's the reason?"

Wang Ju was silent. Indeed, why did the murderer have to put a bloody fingerprint here?

"How about it? Wang Bureau? Do you still need me to continue searching?" Dong Peng smiled and threw the file on the small table in front of him: "Or do you want me to find the murderer directly, and then accuse me of misleading you? "

"..." Wang Ju was silent again.

He obviously didn't want to rely on Dong Peng, but for some reason, Dong Peng could always find many clues that they couldn't find, as if he was at the scene himself.

Maybe this is one of the reasons why I have always doubted him?

Wang Ju was a little shaken and couldn't help but wonder if he had really misunderstood Dong Peng.

"By the way, Director Wang, are you saying that the child hasn't been found yet?" Dong Peng asked suddenly.

"Yeah." Wang Ju nodded, hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to tell the truth: "Actually, no one has gone back to that garage since the man was killed. The stupid guy is dead, but those children …It’s strange that no one came back.”

"Well, it seems they should have gone there." Dong Peng nodded thoughtfully.

"Do you know where they are?"

"I probably know," Dong Peng nodded, knowing that Wang Ju would ask, so he took the initiative to block Wang Ju's mouth: "But I have to wait a day before I can tell you."

"Why?"

"I recently received a commission to investigate a missing person. According to the current clues, it was probably the man in the garage who did it. In order to track down the clues, I went to the neighborhood once and dealt with a few little guys."

Dong Peng didn't elaborate, but Wang Ju already had a rough idea of ​​what was going on.

"In other words, you have arranged a place for those children?"

"That's not accurate. To be more precise, I asked them to find someone." Dong Peng shook his head slightly after speaking: "Don't ask me who I am, you will know tomorrow."

"Hmm..." Wang Ju pondered for a moment, then nodded without further details: "Okay, then you can come with me. I hope you really want to help."

"Of course." Dong Peng smiled and nodded.

…

In the police car.

"You are..." The amusement park owner seemed a little surprised when he saw Dong Peng.

"Hello, we meet again." Dong Peng greeted: "I didn't expect to meet here again."

"Yes." The amusement park owner smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect you to be suspected too. I thought you wouldn't be suspected."

"Yes." Dong Peng nodded. Although he knew that the two people were talking about different things, he did not explain.

"By the way, boss." While the car was still on the road, Dong Peng sat in the back seat and chatted with the owner of the amusement park: "Why did you come to Chixin City to do business? The place here is not big."

"Me," this seemed to bring back the boss's memories: "My dream since childhood is to let more people experience horror, so starting from my hometown in the northwest, I built a horror amusement park every time I passed by, and then went to the next place after it was built. Going from place to place like this, I am realizing my dream."

"Oh?" Dong Peng was a little surprised: "Then you must be very rich?"

"That's not the case." The amusement park owner shook his head: "Every time I build it, I will sell it. After all, my horror amusement park is quite novel and easy to sell. I can't say that I can make a fortune, but at least I can earn back my travel expenses and other expenses every time."

"Wow, then you must have carefully selected each place, right?" Dong Peng seemed a little adoring: " There are not many businesses that can make money every time. Why did you choose Chixin City? "

"There is no reason. I just drive wherever I go." The owner of the amusement park frowned slightly: "I can make money mainly by creativity. There are haunted houses in many places, but the projects of haunted houses are old-fashioned and solidified. It is difficult to really arouse people's interest. But my amusement park is different. We have various horror projects here. Haven't you experienced this?"

"That's true." Dong Peng nodded thoughtfully: "Boss, can you take me with you in the future? I may not be able to do other things, but I can still watch the place for you at night."

"Hmm?" Wang Ju, who was sitting in the co-pilot, frowned slightly and glanced at the back seat. He didn't know what Dong Peng was up to.

"This..." The owner of the amusement park seemed a little embarrassed. Seeing Wang Ju turned his head, he quickly changed the subject: "Sorry, officer, I won't talk anymore, I won't talk anymore!"