My Weibo Page is Able to Tell Fortunes

Jiangpan glanced at the person opposite and whispered: "You said."

Xiao Liu's full name is Liu Heyang, who was given the nickname "Liuyang River". He is only 22 years old this year.

In the team, he is also a good at inquiring news, and always finds some missing information.

This is also the reason for reuse.

Liu Heyang immediately spoke out the clues he had obtained: "We focused on investigating Liu Zijie, Wang Zhi and Zhang Zhiyuan. They asked a few other teammates in the same combination and found that Zhang Zhiyuan was missing a pair of white sneakers. It is said that Zhang Zhiyuan does not count the pair of shoes that he threw away a few months ago. There should be 5 pairs at present, but he only has 4 pairs in his family."

Under the same circumstances, Zhang Zhiyuan, who had lost a pair of white sneakers, was much more suspicious than Liu Zijie and Wang Zhi. Of course, they couldn't just make a judgment like that, and they still need to check carefully.

"Have you asked him?" Jiang Pan asked.

"Not yet, we are going to ask, Team Jiang, your side..." Liu Heyang's speech slowed down, "Any new clues?"

Shen Yuan Ye held the cup and looked up.

Although she didn't know what the other person was talking about, it was obviously about the killing of Huang Ni, or she had found new clues.

Thinking of the murder weapon she hadn't seen clearly on her phone, she frowned slightly, always feeling something reflected.

"Ms. Shen." The river bank interrupted her thoughts.

Shen Yuanye raised her eyes and said calmly: "Officer Jiang, what is the problem? If it is just now, I have the right to refuse to answer?"

Jiang Pan nodded, skipped the topic, and asked: "Are you sure that the clues you mentioned, including the breach in the murder weapon just mentioned, are true and reliable?"

"of course."

Shen Yuanye does not doubt the authenticity of Weibo. With the blessing of the previous two real events, the existence of this Weibo is already quite strong, and doubts are just a waste of time.

Standing up by the river, his tall figure gives people a sense of oppression.

He looked down at Shen Yuanye who was sitting there, and said solemnly: "I don't know where you got the clue, but in this case, I hope you haven't lied."

He walked straight to the door, and when he put his hand on the doorknob, his eyes fell on a magazine on the side cabinet.

Stopped by the river bank and turned his head.

The extremely charming makeup eyes of the woman on the cover are very different from the Shen Yuanye who just calmly argued in front of him.

Shen Yuanye's voice came from behind: "Why haven't you left?"

"The magazine is very beautifully shot."

Shen Yuanye was taken aback. When she recovered, the door had been closed, and the cold wind from outside suddenly entered and disappeared into the heating.

***

In Zhang Zhiyuan's apartment, several police officers were standing at this moment.

When Liu Heyang asked about the whereabouts of his shoes, the other party hesitated, which instantly aroused his suspicion. Now the two are in a stalemate.

"I didn't kill anyone. I just lost a pair of shoes. You judge me to be suspected by this? This is slander." Zhang Zhiyuan sat opposite, calmly said.

Liu Heyang said silently: "Sir, you have misunderstood the definition of defamation."

Just about to continue speaking, the door was suddenly pushed open, and the river bank strode in and asked, "Where is the thing?"

Liu Heyang hurriedly stood up, "It's over there, it's already organized. And we found the fruit knife in the kitchen."

The forensic identification result was available at the beginning of the month. Huang Ni's fatal wound was in the neck, and the artery was cut, causing hemorrhage to death.

There were no other wounds besides that, and the cause of the fatal wound, after repeated identifications, matched the characteristics of a fruit knife.

Jiang Pan suddenly asked: "Do all three of them have fruit knives in their homes?"

Liu Heyang froze for a moment, and then recalled: "Wang Zhi and Zhang Zhiyuan both have fruit knives at home, but Liu Zijie does not, because he never eats in the apartment."

Zhang Zhiyuan’s suspicion was originally the least because he had a roommate.

Moreover, he used to abuse Huang Ni in private. Everyone knew about it, and he didn't seem to be a meticulous person.

But today, his suspicion has suddenly increased a lot.

One person came back and added: "There are no blood residues on the surface of the two knives. We have arranged the two knives and are going to take them back for testing later."

If it can be tested, the case can be solved.

Jiang Pan raised his eyebrows, "Bring the knife here."

Soon, the two transparent evidence bags were taken by the policeman underneath and placed neatly on the table in front of them.

Liu Heyang said on the side: "Although the two knives are not made by the same family, they are basically the same. The blade and handle, including the entire length and thickness, are not very different."

The river bank squatted down with a "um" cry.

Both knives have signs of being used, which can be seen at a glance. He turned the bag over with white gloves and slender fingers.

"Team Jiang, why are you shaking your head?" Liu Heyang asked.

The river bank did not speak.

If what Shen Yuanye said is right, then these two knives are not murder weapons. In this way, it is completely useless to find...Of course he can't say such a thing.

"Are there any nicked knives found in their apartment?" He took off his gloves, threw them on the table, and asked casually.

"No."

The clue is broken again.

Jiang Pan's eyes suddenly fixed on Zhang Zhiyuan, "Mr. Zhang, you are currently suspected of killing Huang Ni. If you don't explain where the white sneakers are going, we can talk to another place."

Zhang Zhiyuan's expression is a bit ugly.

Liu Heyang is easy to talk, but this is obviously different, no matter whether it is appearance or aura, it does not seem to be fooled.

He gritted his teeth and said: "The shoe was stolen by a man."

Liu Heyang said in surprise: "Man?"

Zhang Zhiyuan nodded, and he was relieved after speaking out, and said quickly: "I really didn't kill someone. Although I think Huang Ni is a bitch, I won't kill anyone."

He emphasized: "I really didn't kill anyone."

The river bank couldn't comment, sat down opposite him, "talk about it."

Zhang Zhiyuan looked a little better now, and he explained what had happened some time ago in small pieces: "It should be on the 15th. I originally wanted to go home, but I didn’t want to take the car because I was unwell. I went back to the apartment, and slept directly on the bed..."

After waking up that day, it was dark outside.

He was too lazy to move, so he straightened his body on the bed. Until later, his throat was really dry. Then he was ready to get out of bed and pour water outside, that is, he heard the sound outside while sitting up.

The door to the room was locked, it was just hidden.

Zhang Zhiyuan's roommate had an announcement that day, so it was impossible to go back at that time. He thought it might be a gangster, so he walked behind the door of the room without making much noise.

Through the crack in the door and the light of the building from the outside living room window, he saw the back of the hallway, it was obviously a man.

"That's how the shoes were stolen." Zhang Zhiyuan spread his hands.

"Just this one thing, you just twisted and didn't want to say it, didn't you interfere with our investigation?" Liu Heyang couldn't help but say.

"I am a big man, his shoes were stolen, and I saw that it was stolen, and asked my fans what to do? I don't want face?" Zhang Zhiyuan choked.

Liu Heyang whispered: "There are not many fans."

However, Zhang Zhiyuan fixed his gaze on the river bank, "Officer Jiang, right? I didn't kill anyone. I'll just talk about this. That's it. If you don't believe me, there is nothing you can do."

Jiangbian didn't speak, fingers clasped his legs, thinking.

"And in the big winter, he went to kill people with white sneakers..." He complained halfway through, suddenly paused, and jumped up from the sofa: "Is the person who stole my shoes trying to frame me!"

Zhang Zhiyuan suddenly felt very happy, "It must be like this. He stole my shoes and killed someone. Then your police will definitely check on me, and he will be fine... Damn! Let me know. Who has to kill him!"

Liu Heyang frowned, "Team Jiang."

...

Shen Yuanye felt that he needed to use his brains.

She always felt that she had missed something. Since Weibo was able to predict this situation in the future, she would find something different every time.

It was only after careful observation last time that Zhang Wentao's address was discovered. If I missed it, it is estimated that the situation is different now.

This time the situation is more complicated.

Shen Yuanye thought for a while and decided to go to the small supermarket downstairs to buy a magnifying glass, "Are magnifying glass sold here?"

The cashier replied: "Yes, you can go inside the third shelf, the top row, and then you can see it."

Shen Yuanye went there to find a bigger one, and looked at it. The magnification was not bad, and the ants could clearly see the big words.

Then he took out his phone and paid attention to Huang Ni. After sliding to the bottom photo of the death scene, he pointed the screen of the phone under the magnifying glass.

Weibo Black Technology's pixels are really good.

Shen Yuanye sighed, she could still see the pattern on the knife handle after magnifying it countless times, and finally gradually reached the blade.

A small half of the blade exposed outside reflects the black trousers, in addition to that, there is a small half of things that are lit, which is very fuzzy because it is too small.

Shen Yuanye distinguished it carefully.

The blade is just that big. According to this ratio, the height of the murderer and the lighting conditions, this should be something in the lower body.

That is, what you have on your pants or hands.

It is unlikely that there should be such a bright thing on the pants, depending on the situation, it should be on the hand, it should be something like decoration.

The photo disappears gradually.

This time, Shen Yuan Ye was very motivated and focused on Huang Ni again, placing all his mind on that bright spot, and aiming the magnifying glass.

The light is small, not big.

Shen Yuanye ran into the room and put on a watch and bracelet for herself. After trying them one by one, she found that the light from this was quite large.

She guessed that it should be a ring.

Ordinary people don't wear the ring specially, either often or without wearing it. If it is to kill someone, it is impossible to wear the ring specially, that is, the ring is usually worn and it is not taken off when killing.

In other words, the murderer may be a man with a ring and white sneakers.

Shen Yuanye was surprised by his own inference.

She quickly took off the magnifying glass, quickly found the river bank in the nearest contact, and dialed it without thinking.

A dull voice rang out from the other side: "Ms. Shen."

Shen Yuanye squeezed her ears, "Officer Jiang, I have new clues, I don't know if you believe it or not, but the murderer should usually wear a ring, even if it is not a ring, it is a watch bracelet."

The amount of information was too much, and the river bank asked after a while: "Ms. Shen, what are you..."

Shen Yuanye interrupted him normally: "I can tell the fortune."

Fortune-telling is a good way to cover up. Last time Zhang Wentao was bluffed by her. This time it can also be used to prevaricate. Anyway, the other party doesn't know if what she said is true or false.

"Fortune telling?" There was a laugh from the river bank's throat.

Shen Yuanye answered calmly.

While recording the information just now, Jiang Pan couldn't restrain his curiosity, and asked, "Ms. Shen, if you can tell fortunes, why don't you count my life?"

The author has something to say: Jiang Pan: Ms. Shen.

Yuan Ye: Officer Jiang.