investigative chronicle

Chapter 123 Different interpretations of a truth

That day when his father asked about his abnormal sense of smell for the first time, he felt very happy, thinking that his father finally understood him.

His father said that he wanted to test his abilities, so he naturally put up 100% of his energy and tried to show himself.

What his father wanted him to look for was that scent...He didn't know his father's true intentions, he only knew that when he followed his mother and saw the light purple all over the mountains and fields, surrounded by the elegant and long-lasting heavy smell, he fell in love with the smell of lavender....

Like his mother, he also fell in love with the shop selling lavender essential oil.But everything was messed up by his father's suspicion.

It was completely dark when he went back that day.Just as he stood at the door anxiously and dared not go home, his mother rushed out crying. He was just about to chase after his mother when he was dragged into the house by his furious father.

What greeted him was a violent beating like a storm...He was lying on a messy ground, with many wounds on his hands and legs from broken glass.He struggled to stand up, but was kicked down by his father...

His eyes were dark, his head was buzzing, and his father cursed his mother and him viciously...

Since that day, my mother has never appeared again.His father passed on all the hatred to him.

That poor and cowardly man thought it was all Wang Jun's fault. If it wasn't for his unusual sense of smell, he wouldn't have discovered the secret of his wife's cheating...and his wife wouldn't have left.

My lord just hates it so much, it's obviously my fault, it's because I didn't listen to my wife's explanation, it's because my irascible temper forced my wife away...Because he dared not face his own problems, he blamed everything on his son and his abnormal sense of smell.

In the following years, he devoted himself to making his son a "normal" person, constantly tortured his son with the pungent smell of disinfectant, and forced him to study medicine.He thought it would make his son what he wanted.

The more his father was like this, the more sensitive Wang Jun became, and the more he longed for the smell of lavender.In his subconscious, the smell of lavender became a substitute for his mother.

Maybe it was because he couldn't stand his mother's betrayal, maybe he was full of forgetfulness about life, his father started to drink heavily, beat him when he was drunk, and asked him to buy wine when he was sober...They lived like this for nine years, and one rainy night after nine years, their father committed suicide by cutting his wrist in his bedroom...The body was not found until the next morning.

Without the shackles of his father, he could finally develop his hobbies, that is when he came into contact with the essential oil shop of Lavender Manor.He often works there, earning tuition and satisfying his hobbies. That was the happiest time in his life.

Later, when the pharmacy ran into difficulties, he began to follow his father's old path, drinking and resenting his mother...He looked for those girls because he was lonely at first and wanted them to accompany him, but without exception, they all wanted to leave him like his mother. In order to keep them, he had to kill them.

"This reason...is it too far-fetched..., is it because of this that he wants to kill someone?" Li Muzi didn't quite believe Wang Jun's statement.

"The thoughts of a murderer are beyond the comprehension of normal people." Yuan Mu shook his head.

"Murderer? It's too early to say that." The master said inscrutablely.

"Isn't it?" Li Muzi and Yuan Mu said in unison.

"Even in the same incident, everyone's feelings will be different. Let alone a vicious criminal case, the suspect will tell the case process from his own point of view. The truth after subjective interpretation is not the objective truth we want." Master Dial the road.

"But...he admitted that he committed the crime..."

"He admits...is it him? Have you tried to prove it? Is there any other evidence to support it?"

The master's rhetorical question made them fall into deep thought.

"Don't you think he confessed too quickly?"

"And what surprised me the most was that he mentioned Yang Xiu's case at the beginning. Normally speaking, the suspect should be concerned about his own case first...but he put that case first. Don't you think it's strange? ?”

"He said he saw a man wearing black-rimmed glasses quarreling with Yang Xiu. During the fight for the schoolbag, Yang Xiu fell into a dry well... Do you think there is any problem with this statement?" The master threw out question.

"Yang Xiu's accident happened at night, especially in the wasteland where there are no lights, he is unlikely to see the detail of the suspect wearing black-rimmed glasses." Yuan Mu replied with clear eyes.

"Also, the dry well is in the wasteland, and it's early winter, and there's no shelter around, so it's impossible for him to peek at it from a close distance without being noticed." Li Muzi added.

"Is there any more?" The master was very satisfied with their answers.

"Wang Jun's DNA was detected on Yang Xiu's body, and there was a suspected sleeve at the bottom of the well... These all indicate that he has been in contact with Yang Xiu. He can't be just a bystander." Li Muzi said seriously.

"That's right, is there anything else?" asked the master.

Li Muzi and Yuan Mu thought for a long time, then shook their heads blankly.

"Don't you think...Wang Jun is a little too protective of Li Zian?"

"I can understand that he lied for himself and didn't want to take responsibility for killing people. It's suspicious for him to speak for Li Zian."

"I always feel that they know each other. Of course, this is just my guess, and follow-up investigations are needed to confirm."

When the windows of the dormitory were quietly stained with dark blue, Li Muzi opened the door hurriedly, the cold wind poured in along with the lights in the corridor, and the master who was sleeping in his clothes woke up suddenly.

Under the impact of excitement and excitement, Li Muzi didn't pay attention to his rudeness at all. When he saw his master wake up, he couldn't wait to say: "We found out that Li Zian and Wang Jun are classmates in the medical school... They really know each other."

"Did they rent together?" The master was not surprised by the news.

"Yes." Li Muzi grabbed the mineral water on the table and took a sip before continuing: "According to his neighbors, when Wang Jun was in school, a young man often went back to the pharmacy with him. I identified him, that person It's Li Zian."

"When did his pharmacy close?" the master asked.

Li Muzi's eyes widened when he heard this, "Master, you are amazing. How did you know that his pharmacy is closed?"

The master explained: "It's not difficult to guess. Wang Jun doesn't like to be a doctor. After his father passed away, he must have no intention of taking care of these things."

Li Muzi held his thumb firmly and said: "After Wang Jun's father passed away, the medicine shop was closed."

"Did you check that pharmacy?" the master asked.

"Checked. The pharmacy is a three-room one-story house, facing south and at the innermost side of a dead end. The outer room sells medicines, the middle room is used for living, and the innermost room is the kitchen and bathroom. The environment is in the Luqiao area It is quite secluded, especially after the pharmacy is closed, few people go there."

Li Muzi introduced it in detail, it can be seen that he is very concerned about the task assigned to him by his master.

"Excellent crime location, independent house, easy to dispose of corpses..." The master muttered to himself.

"The detachment leader has already taken the laboratory to the laboratory, and the results are expected to be available soon." Li Muzi took another sip of water.

The master motioned him to sit down. "I can't figure it out a little bit."

Seeing that the master was willing to share his ideas with him, Li Muzi squeezed the bottle excitedly.

Seeing this, the master patted his hand, "Don't be nervous, let's discuss it."

(End of this chapter)