Netherworld Investigator Chapter 761: Both lose and lose

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After listening, a thousand words are worth a tit-for-tat laugh: "A wonderful reasoning! It's just like the real thing."

His micro expression has betrayed him, and I sneered: "This is true!"

Huang Xiaotao said: "But, Song Yang, your reasoning has a necessary condition, that is, Mrs. Murong knows it."

I said: "Of course she knows, and she can even say that she is an accomplice!"

There was a sound of breaking a glass in the kitchen. Sure enough, Mrs. Murong was there to eavesdrop the whole time, and her reaction had already exposed her heart.

Qianyanshengdao has no smile on his face, but he still tries to quibble. He bit his pipe and said: "Sponge, blood draw, these are your assumptions! It's not true!"

"I know you would say this. We have spent ten hours and found sponge fibers on the soil where blood is attached."

"That...that doesn't prove that I left it." Qianyanshengdao's face showed a trace of panic.

"There is no need to prove these. Isn’t the key evidence in your house? Your car has been parked at home. You can’t get out of the house for these two days, let alone go to a professional car wash. You only need to find a dead person in the car. Your hair, you will be dead!"

I stand up, victory is ahead. This protracted battle between criminal investigators, the most difficult case I have faced in my life, is finally over.

At this moment, a burnt smell floated, and the son of Thousand-Yen Swordsman climbed out of the bedroom and said in a panic: "Dad, Dad, a lot of smoke is floating outside!"

"I'm not afraid, I'm here." Qianyanshengdao picked up his son, a sly light flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, I had a bad premonition and asked Sun Bingxin to stay. Huang Xiaotao and I rushed into the yard and saw the fire blazing into the sky. The entire garage was burning up and the two cars parked inside were also consumed by the fire.

"Fight the fire!" I looked around for a fire extinguisher, but there was neither a fire extinguisher nor a water pipe in the yard, so I could only make a fire alarm call.

"Oh, so bad luck." A quiet voice came from behind, with a hint of luck in the voice.

I turned my head and saw Qianyanshengdao standing in the doorway, wearing Holmes' deerstalker hat, and gloating.

I gritted my teeth, this fire definitely didn't happen suddenly. I thought of a detail just now. He pressed a lot of lighters before lighting the cigarette. He must have prepared the lighter and remote ignition in advance in the garage. That lighter is the igniter!

I rushed into the living room and flipped around the coffee table almost frantically, except that the lighter was missing.

I walked to a thousand words to win the sword and shouted: "I want to search!"

"Do you have this right?" he said casually.

I shouted: "I want to search!!!"

He stretched out his hands: "Then please!"

I patted his clothes up and down, but didn't find the lighter. At this moment, Mrs. Murong walked out of the kitchen: "What are you doing? Why do you repeatedly suspect my husband and what he did wrong."

I trembled with anger, looking at the smiling face of a thousand words worthy of a sword, I wished to punch it.

I took a deep breath to force myself to calm down, and asked Sun Bingxin: "Did he make any small movements just now?"

"No, I have been staring at him."

I looked around the house: "Where is that boy?"

Sun Bingxin exclaimed: "Ah, when did he go out."

It turned out that the boy slipped away quietly when none of us noticed. The courtyard door was still open. We chased it out immediately. When we arrived outside the community, we saw the little boy standing on the side of the road with the lighter in his hand.

Huang Xiaotao said nervously, "Kids, don’t move, it’s dangerous!"

"Dad said you are bad guys! Big bad guys!" The boy yelled, threw his hand into the drain on the side of the road, and ran across the road.

A truck didn't stop in time and ran into the little boy. He flew ten meters away like a broken kite and fell to the ground. The surrounding vehicles stopped one after another, and some drivers walked out in surprise.

This scene made the blood in my whole body freeze, and Sun Bingxin covered his face and started crying.

"Ah, my son!" Madam Murong's sorrowful cry came from behind, and she rushed forward and grabbed my clothes: "Damn the police! You return my son." Then she knelt down, crying.

Qianyanshengdao stood at the gate of the community and witnessed his son's car accident. He was just as shocked, with tears in his eyes.

I stared at him fiercely. Are you satisfied with this victory?

The child was in the ICU ward because of serious injuries. When the firefighters put out the fire, I saw two cars burned to the extent that only charred frames were left. The probability of finding evidence was infinitely close to zero.

The police who came afterwards opened the sewer and after a lot of effort, they finally found the lost lighter.

We went back to the laboratory intensively, and the results were quite disappointing. No evidence was found in the car wreck. There were too many chemical contaminants in the sewer, so that the oily fingerprints had been destroyed. Moreover, this thing itself is not a direct evidence. .

We unexpectedly failed when we hit the door, but a thousand words wins the sword and paid a painful price for this, and this contest lost both.

Huang Xiaotao said: "Although we don't have any evidence yet, what happened today has exposed the fact that a thousand words is worth a thousand words is the murderer. I will send someone to stare him to death for twenty-four hours!"

I said: "I will go to the hotel parking lot to look for surveillance cameras to see if I have captured anything."

"No, Song Yang, you are too tired, you can take a day off and leave it to us." Huang Xiaotao said.

I went home and slept. I lay in the bed. There were mixed feelings in my heart, and the kid's car accident kept coming up in my mind.

After a good night's sleep, I went to the city bureau the next day and asked Huang Xiaotao if there was any progress?

She shook her head disappointedly: "We called the hotel's surveillance, they deliberately parked the car in the blind spot of surveillance, so nothing was photographed."

"How is he himself now?" I asked.

"It has been quiet since yesterday. The couple went to the hospital to pay the medical bills for their son."

I sighed: "I am also responsible for the kid’s car accident. I don’t want to play this kind of demon who drives others home to death, but in order to restore the deceased’s innocence, I must continue to investigate and continue to force him until he shows his feet. Until."

Huang Xiaotao put a hand on my shoulder and said: "His car accident is not your responsibility, it is the pride of a thousand words that hurt him!"