reckless detective

Chapter 22 Niutoushan (5)

When the three of them walked out of the funeral home, it was completely dark. Director Qian drove to pick them up, saying that the hotel had already been arranged.

A few people ate a bowl of noodles indiscriminately downstairs in the hotel. Wu Cuo felt hungry, but couldn't eat any more. He only drank a few mouthfuls of soup. Xu Xinger and Yan Ruyu didn't care so much, Hululu even ate the noodles and soup. .

After eating, Yan Ruyu went to the nearby supermarket to buy some bowls of instant noodles before returning to her room.

Director Qian gave the three of them two standard rooms, each with two beds.Knowing his snoring problem, Xu Xinger consciously took a room to himself, and Wu Cuo and Yan Ruyu lived in the same room.

Wu Cuo was obviously tired, so he fell asleep. When he woke up, he first smelled the smell of smoke around him for a long time, and then saw Yan Ruyu's laptop was on. Who was the murderer of the game running, but Yan Ruyu didn't know where to go.

"Old Yan?" Wu Cuo got up and looked around, the bed next to him was empty, and Yan Ruyu was not in the room.I went to the bathroom to check, but it wasn't there either.

The mobile phone shows that it is more than 2 o'clock in the evening.

"What is this guy doing up late at night?"

Soon, curiosity replaced doubt.Wu Cuo sat in front of Yan Ruyu's computer, rubbing his hands nervously and excitedly.This is recognized as the most intelligence-testing game in the world. What do the levels after the first level look like?Wu Cuo wants to know very much.

When his hand was about to touch the mouse, they opened.

Yan Ruyu had a cigarette in his mouth and two large 3L bottles of mineral water in his hands. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Wu Cuo "conspiring against his computer".

Yan Ruyu frowned, her eyes fixed on Wu Cuo's hand reaching for the mouse.Wu Cuo blushed for a moment, feeling like being caught in bed.

"Hehe, what... your mouse is a bit dirty, let me clean it for you."

With that said, Wu Cuo picked up the mouse and wiped it twice decently.

Yan Ruyu rolled her eyes and ignored him, opened the mineral water bottle, poured the water into the electric kettle provided by the hotel, opened another bowl of instant noodles, and waited for the water to boil.

Wu Cuo suddenly felt hungry when he put on the posture of asking for extra meals.

"Hey hey hey, boil more water and bring me some too!"

"Bring yours." While speaking, Yan Ruyu turned off the computer.

Wu Cuo curled his lips, "It's just a game, what about it?"

"You can't play well. If you hurt your self-esteem and affect the efficiency of solving the case, it's not worth it."

When the two were alone, Yan Ruyu turned on the poisonous tongue mode again. Wu Cuo knew that the best way to deal with Yan Ruyu was to ignore him, so Wu Cuo took out his laptop and started browsing the photos taken at the crime scene during the day.

"What did you find?" Yan Ruyu asked.

"There is only one valuable trace at the scene, and that is a slender footprint on the threshold."

"Fewer clues is not necessarily a bad thing, at least you can focus on one clue."

"Too."

After eating the noodles, Yan Ruyu fell asleep quickly, but Wu Cuo was still staring at the computer screen thoughtfully, and he didn't sleep for a while until it was dawn.

The next morning, when the three of them drove to the village, someone was crying and making noise at the door of the deceased's house.

The gate of the deceased's house was cordoned off, guarded by police from the local police station.Director Qian was sweating profusely to comfort the crying two people, when he saw Xu Xinger and others coming, he took the time to point to a neatly dressed villager beside him and introduced: "This is the village party secretary. , who is very familiar with the situation in the village, if you have anything to ask him directly."

Probably because of such a murder case in this village, the village party secretary was a little embarrassed and greeted him awkwardly.

Wu Cuo didn't care about this, and asked straight to the point: "Is there anyone wearing straw sandals in the village?"

The village party secretary was taken aback by his question, "This... this thing has long been worn by no one, and you can't even buy it, but... there are a few old people who still have the craft of weaving straw sandals. As for who wears it... "

"Please take me to meet these old people!"

"I am coming too!"

Wu Cuo and Yan Ruyu followed the village party secretary to visit three elderly people with an average age of over 80, and got the straw sandals made by the old people. Wu Cuo put them on by himself, dipped the soles of the shoes in water, walked a few steps on the ground, and stood on a threshold After stepping on it and comparing it with the photos at the scene, he finally said to Yan Ruyu: "That's right, I'm sure there are straw sandal prints on the threshold. Look here, if you look at the prints of the whole shoe, you can see There are weaving lines, but when only a small section is cut, it is full of small chaotic lines, uneven, exactly the same as the scene."

Yan Ruyu leaned over and took a look, "In addition to men, who are above 182 in height and agile, there is another clue - straw sandals. This image...why is it so strong?"

Wu Cuo said to the village party secretary: "I need a list of people who have straw sandals. Please communicate with the three old people and ask them to recall who they have given or sold straw sandals to."

Two of the old people were deaf, and the village party secretary made gestures and growls with a bitter face for a long time, and finally wrote down a list.

Wu took the list by mistake and said, "Women and old people can be removed."

The village party secretary crossed out more than a dozen names slowly, and one of the remaining three names was particularly eye-catching.

Niu Chaofan!
The deceased's son accidentally injured his son Niu Ernan's eyes.

Yan Ruyu immediately said to the village secretary: "Do you know about Niu Ernan's eye injury?"

"Why don't you know, I was the one who mediated it. It's not a big deal for rural children to have a hard life."

"You should take us to Niu Chaofan's house."

The door of Niu Chaofan's house was closed, and Wu knocked for a long time by mistake before a man reeking of alcohol came out of the house and opened the door.

The man had obviously just woken up, his hair was messy, his eyes were about to fall off, he was only wearing a pair of long johns, and he was curled up into a ball.

"Are you Niu Chaofan?" Wu Cuo asked.

Niu Chaofan didn't care whether Wu Cuo was a policeman or not, so he turned around and walked into the house, looking as if he loved someone, and said impatiently to the village party secretary as he walked, "What's the matter? Come here so early."

The village party secretary said: "The two police officers came to you to understand the situation. What's your attitude?"

Niu Chaofan raised his neck, "I don't know anything!"

Seeing that the village party secretary was in a hurry, Yan Ruyu stepped forward to stop him, and said to Niu Chaofan: "Niu Jie's family of four died, you know?"

"Die or die, none of my business!"

"We came to you because it was related to you. Niu Deliang blinded your son and only paid 2 yuan, so you killed him, didn't you?!"

"Fart!" Niu Chaofan was furious, "2 is not enough to cure my son's eyes, and I would like to get more, but I didn't kill anyone!"

"Then where were you the night before?"

"sleeping at home!"

"Who can prove it?"

"I'm sleeping at home by myself, so I still need proof?!"

"Where's your wife and your son?"

At this moment, Niu Chaofan was speechless, he squatted down, his head hung down, and his head almost sank into his crotch.

Yan Ruyu handed him a cigarette, he pinched it to his ear, Yan Ruyu handed him another one, and then he lit it and started smoking.

After a while, Niu Chaofan sighed, and finally opened the conversation. Only then did Yan Ruyu and Wu Cuo understand this family full of suffering.

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