disappearing gold

Chapter 27 Scabbard Holder

Lao Sun put handcuffs on Liu Hu, and everyone took him to the Qingcheng City Criminal Police Bureau. Liu Hu kept his head down in the car and remained silent. He also wore the long peaked cap on his head, which accidentally covered his eyes.

Lao Sun and the others were somewhat relieved when they succeeded in catching someone.

In the criminal police station.

The interrogation of Liu Hu began.

Liu Hu's hands were handcuffed and he was sitting on a fixed iron chair. Opposite are Lao Sun and Zhu Lan, with the shining golden scabbard on the table.

Lao Sun first asked: "Liu Hu, what were you running for just now? What bad thing did you do?"

"If someone is chasing me, can I not run away?"

"Do you know why we are looking for you?"

"do not know."

Lao Sun continued, "Did you make the reporting phone call yesterday?"

Liu Hu didn't know how to answer.

"I'm asking you a question!"

Liu Hu raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at Lao Sun.

He hesitated for a while and then slowly said, "If I don't report it, won't the police want to arrest me as a murderer?"

"Is that all?"

"if not?"

"you are lying."

"What good will lying do to me?"

"You have to ask yourself. You clarified, but you also slandered Song Xiaofan!" Old Sun folded his hands and put them on the table.

"Was he unjustly accused? Did you find out that he was not the murderer?" Liu Hu asked.

"We, the police, will decide whether Song Xiaofan is the murderer or not. But why do you want to slander Song Xiaofan?"

Liu Hu was silent.

Lao Sun continued, "Do you and Song Xiaofan have any deep hatred?"

"He doesn't-" Liu Hu was about to say that Song Xiaofan was not unjust at all, but when he thought that saying this would definitely reveal his secret. Therefore, he immediately changed his words mid-sentence, "I have no enmity with him."

"So you saw him murder Huang Min with your own eyes?"

"I didn't see it with my own eyes, but my ex-wife Huang Min must have died unjustly." Liu Hu took a deep look at Lao Sun and sighed deeply.

"What evidence is there?" Lao Sun warned seriously.

"It's just intuition!" Liu Hu rubbed his hands vigorously and struggled for a long time, just not knowing how to answer. In the end, I could only say this perfunctorily
  Lao Sun sneered, "If it is found out in the future that Song Xiaofan was not the murderer of Huang Min, you will be responsible for your reporting phone call!"

Liu Hu shrugged indifferently.

"Also, you put this scabbard on the top of the cabinet at Song Xiaofan's house, right?" Old Sun raised the scabbard and shook it.

"Didn't let go."

"According to the surveillance, two days after you left, this scabbard appeared on the top of the display cabinet."

"That doesn't prove that I was the one who set it off."

Lao Sun slapped the table and cursed: "You are still quibbling? You are sure that someone will come to Song Xiaofan's house regularly to cause trouble, and the police will definitely come to investigate the cause of the trouble. You put the scabbard on the top of the display cabinet opposite the sofa in advance. Then In an obvious place, I’m sure the police will see it.”

Liu Hu's heart trembled, but he frowned and said, "That's your guess, not something I've done!"

"We have interviewed the troublemakers, and they come to Song Xiaofan's house to vent their anger around the middle of every month."

"What?" Liu Hu was stunned. "And you know very well that there are Song Xiaofan's fingerprints on the scabbard." Lao Sun reminded him specifically.

Liu Hu fell silent, struggling in his heart.

"Say! Why did you put it there?"

"Haha - I thought you could find the answer." Liu Hu's tone was full of sarcasm.

Lao Sun slammed the table suddenly, and Zhu Lan was startled.

"To frame Song Xiaofan?"

"I never meant to frame anyone."

"Then why do you think Song Xiaofan is the murderer of Huang Min?"

Liu Hu said: "After Huang Min died, Song Xiaofan also disappeared. I have always been uneasy."

Lao Sun asked: "Do they know each other from time to time?"

"I don't know. But Huang Min is my ex-wife after all, and I can't watch her die in vain!"

"What evidence do you have?"

"The scabbard belongs to Song Xiaofan's golden spring knife. It is an exquisite collector's knife. I often see him playing with it." Liu Hu was completely defeated.

If what Liu Hu said is true, it proves that Ms. Wang lied to the police.

"Then who told you that Huang Min died under this knife?"

"This -" Liu Hu was completely confused, his handsome face almost turned into a sculptured face, and he subconsciously blurted out, "Isn't it?"

"Who said that?" Lao Sun sneered.

"It shouldn't be! He obviously..." Liu Hu muttered.

But by chance, Lao Sun heard what he said, "What shouldn't it be?"

"It's nothing." Liu Hu planned to hide it.

"I'm warning you, if you deceive the criminal police, you will be punished with an additional penalty!" Zhu Lan couldn't stand it anymore. She had long wanted to kick Liu Hu over.

Liu Hu looked at Zhu Lan and then at Lao Sun. His black eyes rolled around, thinking about the pros and cons. After a while, he decided to tell the police what he had been holding back for a long time.

It turned out that before Song Xiaofan left, Ms. Wang went out to buy bones for soup in the evening. He turned up the bedroom stereo and played DJ dance music. The loud noise woke up Liu Hu, who had been sleeping for a long time. Liu Hu passed by the living room and walked to the bathroom.

Unexpectedly, when passing by Song Xiaofan's bedroom, he suddenly saw a crack in the door. Liu Hu, who was resting at home and had nothing to do, peeked through the crack in the door.

Song Xiaofan put a black canvas bag on the bed and stuffed a bunch of digging tools, compressed biscuits and mineral water into it. Liu Hu remained motionless outside the door, feeling his mouth dry.

I saw Song Xiaofan take out the golden switchblade from the bedside table, played with it for a while, and then decided to stuff it into the canvas bag.

"Wait! Don't you think it's strange?" At this point, Lao Sun immediately stopped.

"Strange!"

"Why didn't you follow me out to see?"

"I was noticed by him. I got too close and opened the door crack a little. He noticed it and looked out the door. I tiptoed back to Ms. Wang's bedroom, planning to wait until the music stopped before going out. But that's what happened. The music played for a full quarter of an hour, and I felt something was wrong so I walked to his bedroom. Guess what happened?"

"What's wrong?" Lao Sun and Zhu Lan asked at the same time.

Liu Hu said: "Song Xiaofan has disappeared a long time ago, and I didn't hear him closing the door at all. He deliberately turned the music volume to the highest level, making me mistakenly think that he never went out."

Lao Sun smiled and said, "This incident can only prove that Song Xiaofan went out with a knife and happened to lose contact with Huang Min after his death. It still does not prove that he killed Huang Min! We should convict you of defamation and infringement of reputation rights... "

For a moment, Liu Hu broke into a cold sweat.

　Thank you to those who supported me, and also those who passed by to read.

　　
  　
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