Netherworld Investigator Chapter 765: Holmes forever

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Murong Xiaolei knew from the beginning that if he commits a crime in Nanjiang City, he will definitely encounter the strongest special case team in the country! But he didn't care, he even wanted to challenge me.

After that, Murong Xiaolei committed crimes one after another. Mrs. Murong had always known about it, but she knew that it was done, and she could not persuade her, so she could only pray silently for her husband to be safe.

Until their son was in an accidental car accident, the couple completely broke down. They held their son’s hand in the hospital and cried for a long time. At this time Murong Xiaolei said: "My dear, I can’t look back anymore, my only concern It's you. In the second drawer of the living room, there is a flight ticket and bank card that I have booked for you. Go ahead! The farther the better, I will find a way to continue dealing with Song Yang and buy time for you."

However, Mrs. Murong did not want to lose her husband, so she decided to commit the crime.

The other day she found the editor who vilified her husband. She was scared the first time to kill, but she had to do it, so she stabbed the other person in the chest almost frantically until the other person didn't breathe.

Then the police came and ordered her to lay down her arms. At that time, she wanted to die, thinking that as long as she died, she would die without evidence and her husband would be free forever.

Unexpectedly, the well-trained police shot her in the leg and hand and eventually arrested her!

Speaking of this, Mrs. Murong covered her face and cried: "What a happy and happy home originally, why did it become like this, why?"

Huang Xiaotao said: "As long as a person commits a crime, the price is very high."

"Will you catch him?" Mrs. Murong asked.

"Yes!" Huang Xiaotao nodded.

"Will he be sentenced to death?"

"The death penalty should be impossible to escape."

Mrs. Murong stopped crying when she heard this. I saw deep despair in her eyes. She said: "Finally do me a favor and open that window. I want to breathe."

We looked at the locked window, and Huang Xiaotao comforted: "Live well, I will try my best to get probation for you."

When we left, Mrs. Murong shouted heartbreakingly in the ward: "My life has long been ruined, what's the point of being alive!" I felt a tingling pain in my heart. The problem is that I can't Answered.

Immediately, Huang Xiaotao mobilized a large number of policemen to rush to Murong Xiaolei’s home, only to find him wearing a short cape, a deerstalker hat, and a pipe, like Sherlock Holmes sitting on the sofa waiting for us. .

Mrs. Murong accidentally revealed a key clue. We went straight to the bathroom, unscrewed the pipe, and looked for it carefully. Sure enough, we found a coagulated blood stain!

After DNA identification, the bloodstain belonged to the first victim. At this point, we finally have key evidence. Combining Mrs. Murong’s confession and other circumstantial evidence is enough to form a chain of evidence to convict Murong Xiaolei.

In mid-January, when the first snowfall began in Nanjiang City, the sensational writer's murder case was heard here.

Murong Xiaolei in the court completed the last wonderful defense of his life. He successfully turned Mrs. Murong's intentional murder into his own coercive murder, and took all the charges down. Huang Xiaotao and I remained silent throughout the whole process.

In the end, Murong Xiaolei was sentenced to death. He turned his head and smiled gratefully at me: "Thank you Song Yang, I am convinced that I lost this time!"

Mrs. Murong was sentenced to ten years in prison because she was coerced.

After leaving the court, I looked at the snowy sky, feeling infinitely in my heart, but there was no joy of victory.

Huang Xiaotao said: "It's finally over, so tired!"

I smiled: "Come and sit at my place."

Back to my residence, Wang Dali said excitedly: "Yoko, Yangzi, you are famous this time."

"This may be the most sensational case this year! There are millions of melon-eating people discussing this matter on Weibo. Everyone first thought that Murong Xiaolei was a heinous murderer, but then they discovered online violence. It’s really hurtful. Before, an author who suffered from leukemia used to write books to buy medicine, but was deliberately discredited by sprayers, and eventually his condition worsened and died. Another author relied on manuscript fees to support a family of children, but was sprayed by several sprays. Murong Xiaolei was forced to commit suicide by jumping off the building. Murong Xiaolei once asked for justice for them, but this kind of individual incident is too small. China’s law does not have strict penalties for cyber violence. In the end, it has nothing to do with it. Murong Xiaolei will give it to them every year. The family of the two dead authors sent a living allowance. After that time, he also changed his pen name to: A thousand words is better than a knife, which means that people's words are awesome, and harsh words are often sharper than knives! There is a big V speculation. From then on he had thoughts of murder."

Wang Dali said loudly while holding his mobile phone: "There is also, because the public opinion on this case is too big, it has attracted the attention of relevant departments, and soon all major websites will promote the real-name accountability system! Keyboard Man The slogan of innocence is about to become history."

I sighed for a long time and said: "According to you, he is really a great adversary worthy of respect! I hope his death will enable the Internet mobs in society to learn what respect is called from today."

"By the way, I have something for you!"

Wang Dali took out a letter from the counter. The envelope was black with a beautiful lace around it. In the center, there was a line of words written in golden paint: "ToMr. Song".

I held it in my hand and looked at it: "What is it, New Year's card, your kid has a good taste!"

"I'm going, the new year has not arrived yet, besides, I will send you a woolen greeting card, and I will send you a red envelope directly on WeChat." Wang Dali shook his head straight.

I opened it and read it. This is an English letter. Fortunately, Huang Xiaotao's English is not bad, so she can translate it for me. To my surprise, this letter came from the Oxford Reasoning Club. It said that the case in China caught their attention. My reasoning was so wonderful, and I was a well-deserved Oriental detective, so they planned to invite me to join me. Club, I will be the first non-writer member ever.

After reading, Wang Dali yelled: "Too NB, Song Yang, you are now a world-class reasoning master, I really admire you! When the Chinese New Year, let's go to London together, haha , The hometown of Sherlock Holmes, I followed suit."

Huang Xiaotao said: "It's really ironic, a thousand words are worth a thousand words to join the club that you have worked so hard to join, but you have been made. Song Yang, are you going to go? Just so you can ask these reasoning masters."

I took the letter in my hand and slapped it, and suddenly said, "No, write a letter for me to refuse."

"Why?" the two said together in shock.

I sighed and said: "Seeing the end of this duel, there is still a hint of the joy of victory for me. Let me sit with these Gerbermans, drink champagne, and play reasoning games leisurely. No! Having experienced all this personally, witnessing the pain and trauma that every murder case brings to people, this is the cruel and ruthless reality. If they are regarded as a reasoning game, it is disrespect for the dead... I am just one It's a famous work, and there will never be other identities."

"It really fits your personality." Huang Xiaotao smiled and took my arm: "But I don't agree with your last sentence, you still have another identity, that's my husband!"

"Wow, is this a reverse marriage proposal?" Wang Dali said in surprise.

Huang Xiaotao raised her head: "No, I just show your attitude! Song Yang, you can do it yourself."

My face was red and white. Under Huang Xiaotao's burning gaze, I told Wang Dali: "There is something hidden in the innermost drawer of my drawer. Help me take it out."

After a while, Wang Dali fetched the thing, which was a diamond ring in a box. He exclaimed: "Wow, no, you are even ready for this!"

I took it over: "What are you so excited about? It's not for you."

Wang Dali clutched his chest: "Uh, it hurts too much!"

I bought the ring quietly after I returned from Macau. It is not important in itself. At that time, I felt that the road ahead was dangerous. I should have given this relationship an explanation earlier, but I was hesitant. The Jiangbei remnant knife has not been eradicated, and it will be a storm waiting for us. Is it really good to propose now?

I haven't been able to make up my mind, but after this case happened, I put it aside.

The first time I proposed to marry me, I was too nervous and asked Huang Xiaotao in shame: "Do I need to kneel down?"

"Of course, the sense of ritual is very important!"

I knelt on one leg, opened the box, and asked affectionately: "Huang Xiaotao, will you marry me?"

Huang Xiaotao covered her mouth, tears of happiness rolled in her eyes, she replied: "One million willing!"