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Chapter 19 Pretending to be a Couple
When Luo Fei rushed to Han Weiwei's apartment, he saw Benjamin continuing to examine the body.Qin Xiaoman followed with a notebook, listening and taking notes.

"The nails of the deceased were intact, no foreign objects were found, and there were signs of sprains on the wrist, but it was an old injury."

"Old injury?" Xiaoman listened, and marked it emphatically in his notebook.

"It's old, but it's actually not too old. Judging from the bruises, it should be an injury suffered in the past three days. The deceased did have some hair on his legs. It is preliminarily inferred to be dog hair. The specifics depend on the test results."

"Huh? Look, it seems that something is glued to the wound of the deceased." Xiaoman pointed to the wound of the deceased.

Benjamin used tweezers to pick up a small hard particle from the wound on the back of the deceased's head.

Benjamin nodded: "Xiaoman, you read it very carefully, this is indeed a very important clue."

Luo Fei, who was lying behind the door, also nodded with a smile.

"What exactly is it?" Xiaoman was puzzled for a moment.

"It should be a small fragment of porcelain. It is estimated that the murder weapon is a piece of hard porcelain." Benjamin guessed.

"The base of the murder weapon is round, with a height between ten centimeters and twelve centimeters." Luo Fei's voice sounded from outside the door.Qin Xiaoman turned around in surprise: "Luo Fei! You are here! Did you find Wang Susu's ring?"

Luo Fei came over and bent over to observe the dust on the low cabinet.

"The murder weapon was originally placed on this low cabinet. It was originally a pair, that is, two. Although the murderer only used one of them when he committed the crime, he took both of them with him when he left."

"Why?" Xiaoman asked.

"When the murderer is caught, we will know why." Luo Fei said.

"There may be clues of the murderer left on the murder weapon, so they were all taken away," Benjamin said.

Luo Fei walked quickly to Benjamin's side, squatted down, grabbed Benjamin's hand holding the tweezers, and looked at the small particles on his tweezers. "The texture of this grain is not porcelain."

"Here, here are the tweezers, you let go of my hand." Benjamin let go of his hand in disgust.

"Not porcelain?" Xiaoman put down his notes and came over.

"Yes, it's not porcelain, but fired clay. Wait a minute, clay, round base, more than ten centimeters high, and a pair." Luo Fei thought for a while, and suddenly laughed, "I know what the murder weapon is."

Benjamin and Qin Xiaoman asked together: "What is it?"

"Give me a pair of gloves." Luo Fei said and stretched out his hand.

Benjamin immediately took out a pair of rubber gloves from the toolbox and handed it to Luo Fei.

Luo Fei quickly put on his gloves, began to rummage through the messy desk, and finally found a thick notepad.The notepad had been torn from some pages, leaving only blank pages.

Luo Fei held up the notepad and carefully observed the leftover edges left by the torn pages.

Qin Xiaoman was a little anxious: "Hey! Let me ask you, you said you know what the murder weapon is, what exactly is it?"

"This notebook is very new, only three pages were torn out by the murderer."

After hearing this, Qin Xiaoman hurriedly snatched the notepad from Luo Fei's hand.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Tell me first, what is the murder weapon?" Xiaoman asked Luo Fei.

Luo Fei curled his lips: "If you need me to explain every discovery to you, it will slow down the efficiency of the entire case. To put it bluntly, you are simply helping the murderer escape."

Qin Xiaoman sneered, and glanced at Benjamin again: "Detective Luo, today is different. Both of you have to listen to me."

Luo Fei was taken aback, and then looked at Benjamin.

Benjamin seemed to be very cooperative and nodded: "Yes, Inspector Sha has given Xiaoman full responsibility for this case today."

Qin Xiaoman hugged his shoulders: "So, whatever I ask you, you have to answer."

Luo Fei frowned, thought for a while, and suddenly said, "Can I withdraw from this case?"

Qin Xiaoman shouted loudly: "How dare you!!"

Luo Fei raised his face and showed great disdain: "Why dare not? I was suspended from my job, and besides, I didn't find anything particularly attractive about this case."

Seeing this, Qin Xiaoman suddenly acted coquettishly: "It's the first time that he is fully in charge of a case~ Luo Fei, you can help him~"

Seeing this situation, Benjamin quickly said, "Luo Fei, just help Xiaoman..."

"Yes, yes~" Xiaoman continued acting coquettishly.

"The way she acted like a baby is disgusting." Benjamin whispered to Luo Fei.

After hearing this, Xiaoman pointed at Benjamin who had a serious face, unable to get angry: "You..."

Luo Fei smiled and nodded: "I agree."

At the door of a room, a wheelchair slowly rolled out of the door.Inside the study door, a hand that was writing stopped.

The people in the room stopped writing and looked towards the door: "Is it clean?"

The person in the wheelchair smiled triumphantly: "Hmph! This is not the first time we have cooperated."

"Have you brought anything back?"

"Whatever you tell me, I will do."

"By the way, where is the murder weapon? Remember to bring it to me."

The outside room of Han Weiwei's apartment.

Luo Fei was explaining to Qin Xiaoman while dabbing on the first blank page of the notepad with the side of a pencil.

"Isn't the murder weapon obvious? Fired in clay, with a round base, more than ten centimeters high, and a pair, didn't you expect anything?"

"No, just tell me what it is."

Luo Fei blew on the pencil dust: "Wuxi's specialty, clay dolls."

Qin Xiaoman patted his forehead: "Clay doll? Makes sense."

Luo Fei blew on the lead again: "It's not only the murder weapon that disappeared, but also the deceased's dog. Look at the dog hair on the deceased's legs. It should be a ferocious hunting dog. Come! Come and see!"

Qin Xiaoman and Benjamin leaned over, facing the light, looking at the blank pages of the notepad smeared with pencil dust.

"There are words!" Benjamin pointed to the notebook.

"It's a number, 720900... what does it mean?" Xiaoman frowned.

"It might be a phone number, it might be a password, or some code..." Benjamin looked at Luo Fei.

"It's probably meaningless to guess randomly. If you look at it again, there are still words, but the deceased's writing is light or heavy, and he can only recognize a few words." Luo Fei said.

"Well, I'm not very clear. It seems to be the word 'Dong'. There is also Jin, and the Yellow River." Benjamin pointed to the above characters, "What does 'Dong' mean?"

"Could it be the name of an organization or a person?" Xiaoman guessed.

Benjamin shook his head: "It doesn't look like the name of the organization, but what is the name of the Jin Chamber of Commerce in the next line, it looks like an organization name. By the way, Inspector Sha said when he left that all the police forces in our patrol room were sent to protect the Tanghui of the Jin Chamber of Commerce. Chang, why is it possible that the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce is the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce?"

"The newspapers have published news for several days in a row, saying that the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce will organize a large-scale fundraising event for the people in the disaster-stricken area of ​​the Yellow River. It is such a coincidence that the deceased in our case also wrote the word "Yellow River". I don't think it is a coincidence. Could her death have something to do with this event of the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce?"

Qin Xiaoman looked at Luo Fei, who was looking around the room.

Qin Xiaoman shouted at Luo Fei: "Hey! Luo Fei, let me ask you something. Could the deceased in our case be related to the disaster relief activities of the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce?"

Luo Fei focused his eyes on a photo frame: "So what about it?"

"Then let's go to the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce to check for clues."

"The backstage of the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce is very hard, and you can't check it if you want."

Qin Xiaoman looked at Benjamin: "Backstage?"

"It is rumored that the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce is a cornucopia for a certain northern warlord to plant in Shanghai." Benjamin explained.

"This is a concession, and it's a place governed by law. Of course we can investigate." Xiaoman pointed to the ground and said confidently.

"How to check? If someone died here, ask the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce if they know about it? If the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce says they don't know, you come back in despair?" Luo Fei looked at Xiaoman speechlessly.

"What should I do?"

Luo Fei then picked up another photo frame: "Don't forget, the scene of the crime is the first key to solving the case."

"We asked the neighbors around. The deceased just moved here three months ago. They didn't have much contact with the deceased. If we didn't ask the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce, we might have to spend a long time investigating the deceased. Anyway, there are no new clues at the scene." Xiaoman said.

Luo Fei chuckled: "It will take a long time? That's you."

"Luo Fei, do you have a new discovery?" Benjamin leaned over and looked at the photo.

"There are 46 photos of himself in the deceased's room, which shows that the deceased loved beauty and was more narcissistic. Four of them were torn off more than half, indicating that the murderer and the deceased had a photo together. Although the relationship between the two was close but secretive, it should be It's an underground love affair that cannot be made public," Luo Fei said.

Xiaoman speculated: "Could it be that the deceased tore it up?"

Luo Fei shook his head: "No, the deceased was left-handed, and the torn photo is obviously from the right hand."

"Left-handed?" Xiaoman looked at the photo again.

"The ink on the desk, placed on the left hand side, also indicates that the deceased was left-handed."

"You said they... were in an underground relationship? Why?" Benjamin asked.

"Only four photos were torn out, which accounted for a very small proportion, and all of them were stored in the bedroom, and there was none in the outside room, which shows that she didn't want to make these photos public, and she didn't want to make this relationship public." Luo Fei said.

Qin Xiaoman nodded in agreement: "It makes sense, I think this underground boyfriend who tore up the photo should be the murderer."

Luo Fei looked at the bookcase: "I also found that the deceased was very interested in financial knowledge and should be engaged in financial-related work, but she is not a regular financial graduate, so she is doing relatively low-level financial work. And there is a risk of unemployment at any time."

Qin Xiaoman was stunned for a long time: "You...you saw it from the bookcase?"

Both Qin Xiaoman and Benjamin came to the bookcase and looked up and down the books in the bookcase.

"Just based on these few financial books, you can conclude that the deceased was engaged in financial work?" Qin Xiaoman kept picking out some books, glanced at them, and then put them back in the bookcase, "There are many other books in the bookcase, like the set of world history books, Excerpts from news papers from various countries, Tagore's poems, Shelley's poems, and Ibsen's novels, I took a quick look, and there are at least a hundred books in this bookcase, while there are only five financial books."

Luo Fei glanced at the two, and his speed of speech continued to speed up: "The deceased is about 1.6 meters five in height. When her eyes are at the same level, what she sees is the second row of books. In addition, she is left-handed, so she never When standing up at the desk and turning to face the bookcase behind her, she will habitually turn left. In this way, the books on the right side of the second row of the bookcase are the first books she sees every time she comes to the bookcase , must be the books she often reads, except for one collection of Shelley's poems, the other five are financial books, so she must be very interested in financial knowledge."

Benjamin gave a thumbs up, and Xiaoman and Xiaoman both smiled knowingly: "Amazing!"

"Then how do you know that she is not a regular graduate of finance and economics, and you also said that she does a relatively low-level job, and there is a risk of losing her job at any time?" Xiaoman's tone showed a stubbornness that wanted to refute Luo Fei once.

"Isn't what I said right before your eyes?"

Qin Xiaoman was taken aback: "Huh?"

"As long as you look carefully at the names of these five books, you will know that these are not university textbooks, but self-study courses. Also, how do I know that her job is relatively low-level? Actually, if you look carefully at the details of these five books, you will know It is easy to find that the footer of the first introductory book is the most curled, but almost all of them are brand new from the third intermediate book, which shows that she is still trying to learn the most basic financial knowledge by herself. Naturally, the work she is doing now should be It is relatively low-level. And if you look at the first introductory book, there are more than a dozen pages that are folded. What does it mean? There are only two possibilities, either she needs to learn these knowledge points repeatedly, or she is not in these I have made mistakes in knowledge points, fold them up to remind myself to pay attention. In short, this is a person who will encounter so many problems in the introduction to finance and economics, so the professional level must be very limited, and there is naturally a risk of unemployment." Luo Feiyi After finishing speaking, he took a big breath.

Benjamin exclaimed: "Awesome, even the lung capacity is so powerful!"

Luo Fei frowned suddenly: "However, there is one thing that is very strange."

Benjamin asked Luo Fei: "What?"

"The deceased's financial ability is very poor, why did he work for the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce?"

Benjamin nodded thoughtfully: "I also find it strange that you said that. The Shanxi Chamber of Commerce is notoriously demanding. With the ability of the deceased, he will definitely not be able to enter the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce."

"Then why?" Xiaoman asked.

Luo Fei shook his head: "I don't understand either." Luo Fei suddenly laughed inexplicably again, "For me, this case has become more interesting."

"Then...are there any other discoveries?" Xiaoman asked.

"Of course, first of all, the murderer is taller than me, at least 1.8 meters above..."

The apartment bell rang suddenly, interrupting Luo Fei's words.

Qin Xiaoman ran to answer.

"Mmm Good."

"What's the matter?" Benjamin asked.

"The inspector asked me to go to the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce." Xiaoman said.

Benjamin nodded: "I just took the opportunity to visit the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce."

"Did the detective only let you go there alone? In this case, Benjamin and I will stay here." Luo Fei said intentionally.

Qin Xiaoman pointed at Luo Fei's nose: "No! You must go. My case is obviously related to the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce. How can you help me investigate the case if you don't go?"

Luo Fei shrugged: "I was suspended by the inspector. It would be embarrassing to bump into the inspector." After Luo Fei finished speaking, he looked up at the ceiling.

At this moment, Benjamin glanced at Xiaoman, then at Luo Fei, and suddenly said, "It's okay, the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce is raising donations, so you pretend to be a couple going to donate, isn't that all right?"

Qin Xiaoman immediately agreed: "Okay!"

Luo Fei retorted at the same time: "No!"

"I don't care about reputation anymore, what's wrong with you?" Xiaoman seemed a little unhappy.

Luo Fei sighed: "I'm afraid that you will lose your composure and startle the snake."

Qin Xiaoman waved his hands again and again: "No, no, I will definitely listen to you."

But Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that she looked at Luo Fei angrily, and said, "Hey, that's not right, who should listen to in this room now?"

Afterwards, Xiaoman and Luo Fei walked out of the patrol room and came to the side of the street.Luo Fei waved to stop a rickshaw.

Just as Luo Fei was about to get in the car, Xiaoman pulled him aside.

Luo Fei looked sideways in astonishment, while Xiao Man got into the car with a proud face.

"Gentlemen should let Madam get in the car first, let's go." Xiao Man turned to the coachman and said, "Please, go to the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce on Xiafei Road."

Luo Fei covered his face and smiled wryly.

"Luo Fei, how did you guess the murderer's height?" Xiao Man asked.

"Guess?" Luo Fei shook his head and snorted. He didn't answer her question, but just warned her: "When you arrive at the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce, you must not startle the snake."

Qin Xiaoman bit her lip hard, as if she was going to eat Luo Fei, then she also snorted, turning her face away from Luo Fei.

After a few seconds, Luo Fei suddenly sneezed.

Qin Xiaoman immediately turned her head: "You... caught a cold?"

"How is it possible?" Luo Fei just finished speaking, and sneezed again.

Qin Xiaoman then handed over a white handkerchief.

Luo Fei took a look at the handkerchief, smelled it again, and put it back into Qin Xiaoman's hand.

"what happened?"

Luo Fei looked disgusted: "The handkerchief is too dirty."

Qin Xiaoman looked at the handkerchief: "Dirty? Where?...I just washed it yesterday."

Luo Fei sneezed again: "That's right, no wonder it smells like disinfectant. If it's just ordinary dust or dirt, you don't need disinfectant at all."

"Hmph, good intentions don't pay off. I just accidentally got some coffee on it. Benjamin said it's easy to wash it off with disinfectant. You'd better take it, just in case."

Luo Fei put the handkerchief into Xiaoman's pocket: "Xiaoman, I'll be at the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce in a while, do you know what to look for?"

"Of course I know, ask if anyone knows the deceased Han Weiwei..."

Luo Fei immediately interrupted: "No, you should ask how to donate to the victims of the Yellow River disaster."

"Ah?" Xiaoman was puzzled for a moment.

"And you have to donate five thousand silver dollars." Luo Fei added.

Qin Xiaoman was even more surprised: "Ah? Where do I have five thousand silver dollars?"

Luo Fei raised his index finger: "Add [-] French currency."

Qin Xiaoman shook her head straight: "What are you kidding? I have so much money, and I will rent a house with you?"

Luo Fei smiled slightly: "In this way, you will definitely meet the highest-level financial personnel in the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce."

Qin Xiaoman suddenly realized: "Oh! You said that the deceased was engaged in financial work in the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce, so you want me to make a fraudulent donation." Luo Fei said with a smile: "It's not a fraudulent donation, just say so, I will give you the money donate."

"Where did you get the money?" Xiao Man stared at Luo Fei with wide eyes.

"Last month, I did a small favor to the Great Northern Warlord, and he insisted on thanking me." Luo Fei said indifferently.

"How much did you thank?"

"As I said before, five thousand silver dollars and ten thousand French coins."

"Are you going to donate it all?"

Luo Fei hesitated for a moment: "Uh...no."

Qin Xiaoman laughed: "Let me just say, with so much money, one has to be tempted. How much do you keep?"

"65, French currency, pay the rent."

Qin Xiaoman was taken aback: "You...are you stupid? Just keep a change for yourself?"

"I have a little nephew, six years old, who also lives in the Yellow Flooding Area. Last week, I received a telegram that their family...is gone," Luo Fei said.

"Yes... I'm sorry." Xiaoman's expression was sad.

(End of this chapter)