The Underworld Detective

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Listening to it, Qian Yansheng laughed sharply: "Wonderful reasoning! It's just like the real thing."

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

Huang Xiaotao said, "But Song Yang, your reasoning has a necessary condition to be established, that is, Madam Murong is informed."

I said, "Of course she knew it, and she could even say she was an accomplice!"

There was a sound of broken glass in the kitchen. Sure enough, Mrs. Murong overheared there all the way, and her reaction had revealed her heart.

Qian Yansheng's face no longer had a smile on his face, but he still tried to quibble. He bit his pipe and said, "Sponge, drawing blood, these are your assumptions! Not true!"

"I know you can say this. We have spent ten hours finding the fibers of the sponge on the soil where the blood is attached."

"That ... that doesn't prove that I left it." Thousands of flustered expressions appeared on Qian Yansheng's face.

"There is no need to prove this. Isn't the key evidence in your house? Your car has been parked at home. You can't leave the door these two days, let alone go to a professional car wash. Just find a dead hair on the car. You're gone! "

I stood up, victory was ahead, this protracted battle between criminal investigation experts, the most difficult case I have ever faced in my life, is finally over.

At this moment, a scorched smell floated, and the son of Qian Yansheng crawled out of the bedroom and said in a panic, "Daddy, there are so many smoke floating outside!"

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Qian Yansheng picked up his son with a sly light in his eyes.

Suddenly, I had a bad feeling, and Sun Bingxin stayed. Huang Xiaotao and I rushed into the yard and saw the flames soar into the sky. The whole garage was burning, and the two cars parked inside were devoured by the fire.

"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 call the fire alarm.

"Oh, that's unlucky." There was a calm voice behind him, a hint of fluke in the voice.

I looked back and saw Qian Yansheng standing at the door, wearing Holmes' deer hunting hat, with a gloat.

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

I rushed into the living room, flipping around on the coffee table in a frantic manner, except for the lighter.

I walked towards a thousand words and said, "I want to search my body!"

"Do you have this power?" He said unhurriedly.

I shouted, "I want to search !!!!"

He held out his hands: "Please, please!"

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

I was trembling with anger, and looking at the smile of Qian Yansheng, I could not wait to punch it.

I took a deep breath to force myself to calm down and asked Sun Bingxin: "Did he just have any small actions?"

"No, I've been staring at him."

I looked around the room: "What about 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, and we immediately chased out. When we came outside, we saw the little boy standing on the side of the road with the lighter in his hand.

Huang Tao was nervously saying, "Children, don't move around, it's dangerous!"

"Dad said you are bad guys! Big badass!" The boy cursed, throwing his contents into the drain on the side of the road, and then ran across the road.

A truck didn't come to a stop and hit the little boy. He flew ten meters away like a disconnected kite and fell to the ground. The surrounding vehicles stopped and some drivers came out in surprise.

This scene made my whole body's blood freeze, and Sun Bingxin cried while covering her face.

"Ah, my son!" Madam Murong screamed crying behind her, and she rushed forward and grabbed my clothes: "Fuck the police! You return my son." Then she knelt down and couldn't cry.

Qian Yansheng stood at the gate of the community and saw his son's car accident. He was equally shocked, and his eyes were filled with tears.

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

The child lived in the ICU ward because of a serious injury. After the firefighters put out the fire, I saw that the two cars were burned to the charred frame, and the possibility of finding evidence was infinitely close to zero.

The police who arrived then opened the sewer, and after some efforts, they finally found the lighter that had been lost.

We rushed back to the test, and the results were quite disappointing. No evidence was found in the car wreck. There were too many chemical pollutants in the sewer, which caused the oily fingerprints to be destroyed. Moreover, the thing itself was not direct evidence.

We actually failed when we knocked at the door, but the sword of a thousand words also paid a painful price for this, and this match lost.

Huang Xiaotao said: "Although we have no evidence yet, everything that has happened today has exposed the fact that a thousand-word sword is a murderer. I will send someone to stare at him 24 hours!"

I said, "I went to the hotel parking lot to look for surveillance and see if anything was captured."

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

I went home to sleep and lay in bed, my mind was mixed, and the child's car accident kept coming to my mind.

After falling asleep, I came to the Municipal Bureau the next day and asked Huang Xiaotao to make progress?

She shook her head in disappointment: "We called the surveillance of the hotel. They intentionally parked the car at the dead end of the surveillance, so nothing was photographed."

"How is he now?" I asked.

"Since yesterday, it has been quiet. The couple went to the hospital and paid their son for medical treatment."

I sighed: "I also have a responsibility for the child's car accident. I don't want to play this kind of demon that drives others to their homes, but in order to return the dead innocence, I must continue to investigate and continue to force him until he reveals his feet.

Huang Xiaotao placed a hand on my shoulder and said, "His accident was not your responsibility, but the pride of a thousand words that killed him!"