Netherworld Investigator Chapter 533: Suspected object (plus more)

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Sun Bingxin seemed to ask without understanding: "Did you find which kind of posture?"

I shook my head: "No, the murderer is an expert... By the way, why did you run in? Didn't I lock the door?"

Sun Bingxin took out a thick envelope from behind: "Uncle Wang gave me the room card. I hired a lawyer for the suspect. I just ran into Uncle Wang downstairs. He said he was still ill. Tell me to forward this to you!"

I took it over and took a look. It was the household information of the street that I wanted two days ago for 20 years. The two antennas were so numerous that we were overwhelmed, but he kept following this clue. This perseverance and pragmatism touched me.

I feel that I owe Wang Yuanchao a favor. I must buy a good bottle of wine for him this trip.

At this moment, I suddenly found that Sun Bing was sitting unceremoniously in front of the computer, watching the film I was playing. I hurriedly shouted: "Hey, don't watch! Don't watch!"

Sun Bingxin pouted and said, "Why don't you let me see, I also want to study the case."

I laughed angrily: "You lie to you, turn it off for me!"

She played up her temper: "No, I haven't seen it when I grow up so old, let me see what the legendary AV looks like."

I really didn't know what to do, so I had to close the door and choose a fairly ‘decent’ film to open her eyes. Sun Bingxin looked enthusiastic, but I was extremely nervous, like a thief. If this was seen, I would jump into the Yellow River and I would not be able to clean it.

Sun Bing felt that the previous foreplay was too long, so he jumped directly to the back to watch the'exciting' part, and while watching it, he asked pretentiously: "Have you and Sister Xiaotao ever used this kind of action?"

I pulled the black line on my forehead: "If you talk any more, I will shut it down! Alas, what am I doing, poisoning the little girl."

Sun Bingxin snorted: "I'm a medical student. I already knew the little secret of reproduction." After she said that, she turned off the video: "It's not as good-looking as I thought. Like the orangutan, I don’t know why so many people like to watch it."

I gave a wry smile: "Who is running for the hero?"

"Hey, what is this... 12 men in 6 hours and 50 times... Wow, what a perverted look!" With that, Sun Bingxin clicked on the video, and my mouth instantly opened so that I could put a walnut in. .

"Don't look at this, it's disgusting!"

I can't watch this film anymore. It's all abuse. How can Little Japan be so perverted.

As soon as it came up, there were a bunch of men blindfolding women's eyes and serving with various toys. I reached out to turn off, and Sun Bingxin suddenly shouted, "Big Brother Song Yang, look at this posture!"

In the screen, an actor presses the woman's right leg, lifts her left foot, and takes a big stick that is as thick as a baby's arm, and is doing crazy output.

"Tools?" I stared in shock.

The image in my mind suddenly became clear. It turned out that the murderer didn’t use his own organs at all. He used one leg to press the deceased’s knee, one hand broke the deceased’s foot, and the other The hand pierced the deceased with a big stick.

In this way, the contradiction on the corpse will be solved! There were two focus points on the spine of the first corpse, indicating that the murderer had stopped once; and the murder method of strangling from behind was very labor-saving; both points showed that the murderer was not physically strong enough, perhaps because of him. Getting older.

But the various traces left after he raped the corpse make people feel that his body is extraordinarily strong. It turns out that he did it with tools!

Sun Bingxin has shut down the disgusting little movie and asked me: "But in this way, the murderer won't be able to enjoy any pleasure?"

I pointed to the screen: "Why do you think the actor just now did that?"

Sun Bing thought for a while: "You mean to say, spiritual pleasure."

I nodded: "From all the clues, it can be seen that the murderer's physical strength is not as good as before, or that he has some kind of illness. Even that kind of relationship cannot be implemented. He can only use props to'meaning'. Even so, he This process was not omitted, indicating that he was fully enjoying this overriding pleasure."

I stopped talking suddenly, looked up at Sun Bingxin, and said, "Oops!"

"What's wrong?" Sun Bingxin asked.

"Because this evidence is even more unfavorable to Ma Qiaojun!"

Previously, I thought that Ma Qiaojun was not a major reason for the murderer, because his kidney necrosis could not be raped, but now we have proved that the murderer fully meets this characteristic.

After a while of silence, Sun Bingxin said: "Then we assume that Ma Qiaojun is the murderer?"

I pondered: "What is the motive?"

"Vengeful society!" Sun Bingxin replied.

But I still think that the real murderer is different, because this technique is too skillful and sophisticated. It's like a painter who just debuted painting a Qi Baishi-level Chinese painting, which is almost impossible.

But I couldn't find the actual basis for a while. At this moment, the phone rang suddenly and Huang Xiaotao asked if I woke up? I looked at the time, it was ten o'clock, and I asked: "Is Tang Zixin here?"

"Here, it's in the lobby." Huang Xiaotao replied.

I turned off the computer and went downstairs with Sun Bingxin. Tang Zixin was still dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with a crutch in his hand and a gentle smile on his face. Seeing me coming down, he handed out an envelope: "This is the mental appraisal report of the patient Ma Qiaojun. I hope it can help. I feel very sad to hear that he was arrested."

I took it and thanked him. I stared at this man, thinking that if he was a criminal, I might be more willing to believe it.

Out of temptation, I asked: "By the way, you are a psychology student, can you help us analyze the criminal's heart?"

Tang Zixin smiled and shrugged: "I studied psychological counseling. Criminal psychology is not my strong point. You should be an expert in this direction!"

"When was the last time you saw Ma Qiaojun?" I continued to ask.

"Just that time, you know."

"Let me say another word, are you a local?" I began to speak faster.

"No, my hometown is from Shaanxi."

"What were you doing at around six o'clock last night?" My questions were getting faster and faster.

"A return visit at a patient's home. If you don't believe me, you can go to my office to check the schedule record."

Tang Zixin responded naturally, without flaws, and I said: "That's not necessary! Sorry, occupational disease."

He smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, I wish you an early catch of the murderer..."

The moment he said this, the calm look on his face suddenly changed, and there was a trace of panic in his eyes. Although he had been very natural before, when people were about to leave, it was also the most relaxed time.

This unintentional remark made my suspicion of him rise by a few percentage points.

But Tang Zixin's panic was fleeting. He smiled and said: "I mean, I sincerely hope that this kid is not a criminal."

"Understand! Understand!" I laughed too.

After Tang Zixin left, Huang Xiaotao asked me: "Song Yang, do you doubt this person?"

I pondered: "It's a bit suspicious!"