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Bai Muchuan heard that he kicked away the tangled Kong Guangming and dragged him into the night.

There was no light in the bedroom, only the flashlight of Tang Yuanchu flashed a faint white light. In the halo, there was a man lying on the ground with his hair messy and his body **** by rope, section by section, like a giant worm, a pool of blood on the ground from him Flowing out of his body, seeping into the mud, it was black, and it was disgusting to see.

Bai Muchuan stepped forward slowly.

Put on gloves, squat down and pull the man's head.

Yeah! Xiangyue was mentally prepared, but was shocked.

The man's eyes were round, his eyes were blue and purple, and his mouth was tightly sealed with tape, and he didn't move at all...

"I have taught him. Really...I really have taught him..."

At this time, Kong Guangming also walked in instead, sobbing vaguely in his mouth.

"If you don't teach, it's the father's sin... The son's sin is the sin of the Lao Tzu... Comrade police... I have taught him, can I... forgive him, please beg you... catch me... …I go to jail for me, I beg you..."

No one answered him.

The room was cold.

Bai Muchuan slowly released his hand, stood up and shook his head at Tang Yuanchu.

"Notify the technical team! The scene!"

...

The dead is Kong Qingping.

He died in his bedroom.

When the police car entered the village, it attracted more villagers, who watched the bustle outside the courtyard.

Cheng Zheng led the criminal police of the two technical teams in, took pictures, and inspected the scene.

In the hall, Kong Guangming, who had been controlled by the police, did not wake up. He burst into tears and knelt down again, crying like a lunatic.

Such him is definitely not suitable for interrogation.

Xiang Xiang looked at the situation for a while, and was going to chat with the villagers outside the door.

The **** dog had squatted in the corner, and when he saw him coming late, he roared twice, frightened by a villager, and backed away.

Xiang Ye thanked the villager, and stood by his side and asked him and the people around him casually.

"You all see Kong Qingping coming home?"

The villagers shook their heads one after another.

"No one saw him come back."

"This kid is long gone. I rarely communicate with his father. I haven't seen him leave home in two or three years."

"Ghost poking, probably knowing that his life is not long, and then came back and died in his house..."

No one saw him come back, it was the same as they knew before.

But the way to the village is that, how did he come back?

surreptitiously? also possible.

Xiang Wan analyzed it, thought about it, and asked, "Is the relationship between the father and son of the Kong family good?"

Villagers: "What's good? The father and the son quarreled when they met, and they started when they didn't agree. The son was not the son, the son was not the son.

Xiang Wan: "Did someone hear their father and son arguing in those two days?"

The villagers shook their heads and all said they had not heard.

"If it weren't for Lao Kong to buy wine, we don't know..."

Xiang Wan: "It's not a glorious thing for his son to steal and kill people. Why is he so hyped? It's strange!"

The villagers sighed: “Nothing strange. It’s not strange to see that. This kid hasn’t learned to steal chickens and dogs since he was a kid. If he didn’t look at his grandmother’s face, he would have been beaten to death. His son was destroyed..."

"This is actually not false. When old Kong was in jail, it was not because the kid stole other people's things that old Kong just started to deal with others, and then hurt people. Did he squat for so many years?"

Xiang Wan frowned, then chatted with the villagers for a while and returned to the house.

At this time, the site survey was almost over.

There are some snacks scattered at the door, as well as boxed milk. The milk carton is stained with blood. Colleagues of the technical team put them in the evidence bag one by one and carefully labelled them...

Kong Qingping's body has also been moved into the body bag, only the blood on the ground is still shocking.

Everyone is busy. Although there are many doubts in the evening, they still have no questions, and can only stand on the sidelines as bystanders.

...

It was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night to leave Kongjia Village.

Kong Guangming was sobbing and crying when he was taken into the police car.

"Let my son...please...comrade police... let my son...all my fault!"

Tang Yuanchu had already told him that his son was dead.

But Kong Guangming didn't know whether he was really drunk and unconscious, or he deliberately avoided the facts, he didn't listen to what the police said, and came and went and repeated only that sentence.

"Do not teach, father's life...I will go to jail for me..."

...

The police car was in front and the siren sounded.

Xiang Wan and Bai Muchuan sat in the car when they came.

After a moment of silence, she turned her head to see Bai Muchuan's indifferent face and coughed.

"Did the baby find it?"

This question, she wanted to ask for a long time.

Bai Muchuan narrowed his eyes, "No."

Xiang Wan suffocated him, looking at him with a bad complexion, and murmured, "Where would he put the baby?"

Bai Muchuan did not speak.

In the police car in front, Kong Guangming's voice was loud and loud, and he was crying all the time, and he heard people's hearts trouble for no reason.

Is there such a confused father? His sons are dead, he didn't even know.

Xiang Wan sighed and wondered, "Do you think that Kong Guangming might have a mental problem?"

Bai Muchuan said, "If there is no problem, you don't need to take medicine."

Yes! Xiang Wan thought of his long-term purchase of medicine in the clinic, and then pouted his lips, and asked in doubt: "If he really has a mental illness and kills someone, will he be sentenced?"

Bai Muchuan gazes: "It depends on the situation!"

Doesn't this mean not saying...

Xiang Wan found that Bai Muchuan was absent and had no interest in continuing to discuss the case.

At night in the countryside, there was a thick fog on the road.

The vehicle is moving very slowly, and this process is particularly painful.

After a while, the car finally got on the road.

Xiang Wan was relieved and moved his stiff arm. He heard Bai Muchuan suddenly say to Tang Yuanchu: "Wait a minute, you will be sent back to the teacher!"

"Huh?" Xiang Wan knew they were going to fight all night tonight and shook their heads hurriedly, "No more trouble. You are so busy, I can be with you. And, I am curious now..."

"Curious about what?"

"Curious about where the baby has gone. Curious about Kong Qingping's death..."

Bai Muchuan tightened his brow, "Aren't you writing an update?"

Xiang Wan chuckled, "I can write on the team!"

Listening to her saying this, Bai Muchuan no longer objected, and said lightly, "You are now courageous."

"Huh? What do you say?"

"I saw the body today, but I didn't call!"

Ah! I cried in my heart, but he didn't hear it.

Xiang Xiang thought about it and smiled awkwardly, "It's good to get used to it. Maybe one day, I dare to do a post-mortem with Cheng team..."

She was just kidding.

But the phrase "together with Cheng Zheng" caused Bai Muchuan to pull his face down.

"It's better to choose a date than to hit it. You can try it in a while."

"..."

no! She talked about it casually!

Seeing Bai Muchuan's serious look, Xiang Wan's heart collapsed.

Looking at the corpse from a distance and watching the autopsy up close are completely different things?

She is afraid!

But Bai Muchuan and Tang Yuanchu are on the technical team, and she will be more afraid if she doesn't go.

Kong Qingping was laid flat on the cold operation platform of the technical team. No clothes and no cover, he is no longer like a person at this moment, but an animal for human research...

The picture was too cold, and he turned his head aside.

"Preliminary judgment, the death time was at 7 pm yesterday." Cheng Zheng stood in front of the console, a white coat and the metal texture of the console lined up, there was an indescribable indifference, and he faced the console blankly. He didn't respond at all to the dead body, "The fatal wound is the knife in the chest. The dagger just pierced the heart of the deceased, causing massive bleeding, and died because he was not treated in time..."

"Is this dagger the weapon that stabbed the security of Jinyi Hotel?" Tang Yuanchu asked.

"Yes." Cheng Zheng said: "The data basically matches..."

"In other words, Kong Qingping's father stabbed him with the dagger brought back by Kong Qingping?"

"No!" Cheng Zheng glanced at Bai Muchuan. "According to the scene investigation, when Kong Qingping himself was holding a dagger, he fell by gravity and hit the tip of the knife..."

"That's okay? Isn't it too bad?" Tang Yuanchu was often like a curious baby, "Can I understand this? Kong Qingping was tied at home by his father, and his father sealed his mouth with rubber so that he couldn't leave. He couldn’t scream. So he tried to save himself with a dagger, but was attacked by his father, fell to the ground and stabbed by the dagger again. And his father continued to drink..."

Cheng Zheng hesitated for a while and said, "Before that, Kong Guangming was already drunk. The attack on Kong Qingping should not come from his father..."

Tang Yuanchu asked: "Are there any traces of a third person found at the scene?"

Cheng Zheng shook his head, "No third person was found. This is also my biggest doubt."

Tang Yuanchu: "Why are you sure not Kong Qingping's father?"

Cheng Zheng: "Because there is no sober father, he can watch his son stabbed with a dagger and be indifferent..."

"That's not necessary!" Bai Muchuan, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly snorted. "There are many cold-blooded fathers in this world. Kong Guangming is also one of them."

Cheng Zheng narrowed his eyes and looked at him.

Bai Muchuan raised an eyebrow: "Am I wrong?"

Cheng Zheng said nothing, the two eyes were opposite, and there was murderous in the air.

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