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"That is to say, this person is an unemployed vagrant who doesn't even have an ID card. He stays out all day and never works, but he still has money to pay rent and live?" Erfeng frowned slightly, and had some guesses in her mind.

"I don't think that's life." Zhao Feng shook his head: "What kind of life is eating instant noodles every day? That can only be called living, no, it can't even be called living..."

"It's not bad." Director Wang shook his head: "When I first saw Xue Mo, his life was like this."

"So miserable?" Zhao Feng was a little surprised.

"Yeah." Director Wang nodded and ended the topic: "The words left by the murderer at the scene and the living conditions of this person all point to the problem of this person's activities at night. I think figuring this out may help solve the case. Danian, take someone to check it out."

"Yes." Hu Danian nodded.

"Director Wang, do you want to see the reporter again? He has been here for several hours." A policeman asked when Director Wang finished speaking.

"Is he still here?" Director Wang was stunned for a moment: "I'm sorry, I thought he had gone back, you asked him... Forget it, let's go and see him. After all, he has been waiting for so long, it would be inappropriate not to see him."

...

"I'm sorry, you kept me waiting." In the interrogation room, Director Wang apologized first.

"It's okay, it's okay." Teacher Zhang smiled and nodded: "Fortunately you didn't handcuff me, otherwise it would be boring."

"It's true that the case has been busy recently, and there is no room in the office." Director Wang heard that the other party was a little dissatisfied, smiled and said: "Thank you very much for calling the police in time, which gave us more time to track down the murderer. I have some questions about the case, and I have to trouble you again."

"Yeah." Teacher Zhang nodded, but didn't say anything else. After all, wasn't he waiting here for so long just to provide clues?

"Can you tell me more about what happened at that time? The more specific the better."

"I told your people this before." Teacher Zhang frowned slightly, but still said: "Around ten o'clock in the morning, I was watching TV at home, and suddenly I heard knocking sounds upstairs."

"At first I didn't care, but then after about... half an hour, there was probably some, I really couldn't stand it, so I went upstairs to knock on the door, hoping that the upstairs would be quieter."

"I knocked on the door for a long time, but no one spoke, but the knocking stopped. I thought since the problem had been solved, there was no need to see anyone, after all, it's not good to make it too awkward between neighbors."

"After going downstairs, I watched TV for a few minutes and then I remembered that the person living upstairs always slept during the day and went out at night. Even before, when I watched TV loudly during the day, he would come to me for a long time to argue. How could he knock on something in the broad daylight? Thinking of this, I quickly called the property management and went upstairs again, but no one upstairs responded. To be on the safe side, we called the police, and you know what happened afterwards."

After speaking, Teacher Zhang shrugged.

"Did you hear any other sounds? For example, the sound of opening a window?"

"No." Teacher Zhang shook his head: "Because our community is a school district house for No. 2 Middle School, more than half of the residents are teachers and students of the school, so the sound insulation was done very well when the house was built. If it weren't for the loud knocking sound upstairs, it might not have attracted my attention."

"Then did you notice the rope outside the window after you returned to the room?"

"Rope..." Teacher Zhang thought for a while and asked: "Which one do you mean? I heard that the murderer climbed down from the window with a rope hanging on it, but in fact, the guy upstairs often put power cords down from above to charge the battery car. The property management said it countless times but it was useless. At that time, I did see a rope being put down, but I didn't know which one it was."

"The power cord was put down from the fifth floor?" Director Wang raised his eyebrows. This deceased is really less and less like a normal person. What did he do?

"The power cord is good." Teacher Zhang shook his head: "You don't know, he has done a lot... Oh, forget it, the dead are the greatest."

"No, no, no." Director Wang waved his hand: "You say, this may be the cause of his death. Maybe he offended the murderer because of something."

"Impossible, they are all trivial matters. People may scold him, but no one will kill him for that." Teacher Zhang shook his head: "I think if you want to find the murderer, you should go outside the community to look for clues. This community is basically full of teachers and students of No. 2 Middle School, or their families."

"Even if it is students and teachers..." Director Wang frowned slightly. No. 2 Middle School has had many accidents recently.

"I'm not bragging about the high quality of our teachers and students at No. 2 Middle School," Teacher Zhang shook his head. "The main thing is, think about it, the teachers at No. 2 Middle School have stable jobs, and the students at No. 2 Middle School all have excellent grades. In the future, if not for sure, 80% to 90% of them will be seedlings for undergraduate studies. Who would kill someone for a little thing?"

"That's right." Director Wang nodded, and on the surface he agreed with Teacher Zhang's idea, but in his heart he didn't agree. From the perspective of interests, what Teacher Zhang said was right, but if people were so rational, many cases would not have happened.

"By the way." Teacher Zhang seemed to suddenly remember something: "Officer, I suddenly remembered that the upstairs seemed to have been beaten up some time ago. It was quite serious and he stayed in the hospital. You can go to the hospital to ask."

"Have you been hospitalized?" Director Wang immediately became alert: "Do you know what day it was? What are the symptoms?"

"Last week." Teacher Zhang thought for a while and said, "I heard that the bones in the chest were cracked. I don't know what happened."

"Okay." Wang Ju nodded: "Besides this, is there any other information?"

"Hmm..." Teacher Zhang pondered for a moment and shook his head: "No, police officer. I'm not familiar with him at first, because his house is on the top floor and there's no one else living next door, so I've almost never been there."

"You said there's no one else living next door?" Director Wang was slightly startled. That room was clearly registered as occupied.

"It's not just upstairs." Teacher Zhang shook his head: "Actually, only our two families on our two floors are occupied. The other two are my colleagues' houses and are empty. I know this."

"Who is your colleague?"

"Oh, I forgot to introduce you." Teacher Zhang nodded sheepishly: "I am a teacher in No. 2 Middle School. Those two houses are also owned by teachers in our school. One belongs to Teacher Dong and the other belongs to Teacher Zhao. I can help you contact them if needed.”