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Chapter 76: Investigating the cause of death (2)

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    "No, I I'll just wait for her to come back at home, she will come back before" Yu Xinliang said, seeming to feel the suspicion in my words, and said in disbelief: "Do you think it's me?  Did something to her? Do you think I killed my own wife?"

    "Did you do that? Do you want to prove your innocence? Then come back to the game with us and identify you as a witness. What do you think?"

    I clearly remember that the driver Gao Changhe said that Zhao Fei'er had been running wildly and then hit her, and then someone came and said that the person was walking on the side of the road. I even had reason to doubt that Zhao Fei'er might have  , was avoiding Yu Xinliang, probably because he was afraid that he would hit her, so he ran wildly, but was hit by Gao Changhe's car, and Yu Xinliang, who was in a rage, killed Zhao Fei'er without stopping.

    "Let me be identified as a witness? Am I a suspect?" Yu Xinliang was not afraid because of my suspicion: "then arrest me! You won't find anything on me, because I didn't do anything  "

    Yu Xinliang paused, and his eyes began to turn red: "Where is she now?"

    "The body is in the morgue." Chu Xinnan.

    "When can I get her?"

    "Someone will contact you." After Chu Xinnan finished speaking, he briefly explained a few more words, and then led me out of here.

    ? After all, when analyzing a case, one cannot just listen to one-sided words, and in many cases, specific clues and specific time are needed for specific analysis.  Yu Xinliang kept saying that he didn't know anything, and that he had nothing to do with Zhao Fei'er's death, but he didn't have any definite evidence to prove his innocence.

    But as far as Yu Xinliang said, Zhao Fei'er left home around ten o'clock last night.  Even if there is no surveillance camera on the bridge at the scene of the crime, there must be other places.  Perhaps any surveillance camera has photographed Zhao Fei'er, and we must never let go of any clue.

    Since Zhao Feier was smothered to death, there must be a murderer. The question is who is the murderer?  How could there be no clue at all?  This is impossible!

    Chu Xinnan and I returned to the bureau, planning to find a way to retrieve all the surveillance cameras around Zhao Feier's house after ten o'clock last night.  Zhao Fei'er was barefoot and didn't wear shoes. It was impossible for her to run too far, otherwise there would definitely be scars on her feet, but her feet were not injured.  Although the scene of the crime was not too far from her home, it was still three kilometers away. Judging from her feet, it didn't look like she had run three kilometers.

    So maybe, she didn't run very far, and as for why she was barefoot, maybe her shoes fell off, or there were other reasons.

    As soon as we came back, Yang Zheng happened to see us and hurriedly waved his hands: "You are back, how are you doing? What did you find?"

    Chu Xinnan shook his head worriedly: "No, what about you?"

    "Well, I found some clues. According to her credit card records, Zhao Fei'er had a drink at a bar called momo around 10:30. The waiter at the bar said that she chatted with some other customers, but  She left by herself in the end." Yang Zheng took out some documents and handed them to Chu Xinnan: "Besides, she didn't drive, her driver's license was revoked before, and we are investigating the taxi company now.  , to see who will pick her up."

    Chu Xinnan shrugged helplessly, turned around and half-sat at the desk, and looked at the documents in his hand: "Four domestic violence reports to the police, and my husband was arrested twice for domestic violence I think it looks like a woman who can't get rid of the victim.  Abusive wife."

    I don't think so, and retorted: "Are you sure that husband didn't hide anything?"

    "Probably, at least he admitted that he had an argument with her." Chu Xinnan didn't seem to be like me. He doubted Yu Xinliang.  The family, did you tell her about her troubles?"

    "I checked her call records, and she hasn't called since nine o'clock in the evening."

    "What about her hundreds of netizens?" Suddenly, Chu Xinnan seemed to think of something, rolled his eyes, and said thoughtfully: "Maybe she told one of them."

    I immediately understood the meaning of Chu Xinnan's words. Through Yu Xinliang's words, we learned that Zhao Fei'er must have the habit of chatting online, so she has so many friends online, maybe she will have contact with them  .  Or it would be good to find any clues in it!

    The three of us hurriedly turned on the computer and found Zhao Feier's various online chat accounts. Finally, in one of the chat accounts, we found an update status from last night.

    Chu Xinnan pointed to the status of a photo posted by Zhao Feier last night on the computer screen: "Look quicklyshe posted it last night, it looks like a park."The picture in the picture is really beautiful. There are green plants on the left and right, and there are many flowers. In front of it is an artistic fountain. In the center of the pool is a sculpture of a woman, which has a European style. It is a woman with a fruit body, holding a jar  , A steady stream of water is flowing out of it.

    Because it is night, some street lights can still be seen in the photo. These street lights are also very beautiful. The hollow iron shelves are curved. Against the backdrop of the lights, they are beautiful and beautiful, like a fairyland.  Just looking at this picture, I seem to be able to feel the unique and artistic garden art.

    Yang Zheng crossed his arms around his chest, tilted his head, and observed carefully: "Maybe it's a private garden. When did she publish it?"

    "At 11:37, if this was taken with a mobile phone, then the GPS coordinates should be on file, right?" Chu Xinnan looked back at Yang Zheng, who needed to deal with technical problems like this.

    Yang Zheng tapped on the keyboard and clicked the mouse continuously. Anyway, I don't know how he did it. Soon he found the exact location in the picture: "At No. 19 Jinghua Street, we  Let's check the map."

    As Yang Zheng said, he checked the map again, pinpointed the real location in the picture, and the bridge where Zhao Feier died. I said in disbelief: "It's near the bridge, definitely within running distance.  Click on the address to see."

    "Rose B&B" I read these four words as if talking to myself. In my memory, places like B&Bs generally seem to be linked to tourism.  When I was in school, some of my classmates went to other places to travel on a budget. Some of them just went to live in B&Bs or youth hostels, because the price was cheap and cost-effective, and it was the best choice for traveling on a budget.

    Chu Xinnan thought I knew, and looked at me suspiciously: "What? You know?"

    "How can I have time to go out and play?" I sighed helplessly. Since Zhao Fei'er came here at eleven thirty-seven, that means, at this time, she still  If nothing happened, would this be the last place she would go?

    "Let's go and check with the taxi company to see if they have taken passengers to this place where you've had no good fortune." Chu Xinnan stretched, and after so much tossing around, he was also exhausted, but  As police officers of the Criminal Investigation Department, no matter how tired we are, we still have to complete our tasks.

    Because Yang Zheng had other things to do, he couldn't go with us. Chu Xinnan and I went alone to the Rose B&B at No. 19 Jinghua Street.

    To be honest, I really didn't know there was such a place in our city.  Because it is not far from the reservoir, the neighborhood is not as prosperous as the urban area. On the contrary, there are many characteristic farmhouses, and the main ones are farmhouse restaurants and accommodation.

    Only in such a place is a three-story white building. I can't tell what style the overall building is. It's a bit like European style, but also has some local characteristics of ethnic minorities.  At a glance, you can clearly feel its unique design concept.

    The small white building is surrounded by dense woods and shrubs. It is green, and the small pink flowers among the branches are dotted in it, which is very comfortable for the eyes.  Chu Xinnan parked the car and led me to the Rose B&B, only to find that the perimeter was surrounded by iron fences.

    The big iron gate is open, and once you enter the gate, you will find a tree-lined path. The ground is paved with cobblestones, which twists and turns and stretches forward.  The street lamp next to it is not quite the same as the one in the picture, it looks quite satisfactory.

    But the small trees on the side of the road are all shaped like big mushrooms. It seems that the owner here is definitely taking good care of these plant gardens on weekdays.

    Chu Xinnan looked at all of this, patted me on the shoulder and said with a smile: "The place is nice, you should take the time to come and enjoy this kind of place."

    I looked at Chu Xinnan and didn't know what to say, yes!  Let alone traveling, I have never been to this kind of place.  But I am not the kind of person who likes to travel. I prefer a mediocre and busy life. Maybe only in this way can I forget all my troubles.

    Walking into the Rose B&B, as soon as you enter the house, it is a room like a large living room, and there is a hotel lobby-style counter at the main entrance.  Whether it is a living room or a hotel lobby, the layout of the front and back is a bit strange anyway.

    But the interior decoration is impressive. The interior is full of various unique artworks, from the girl in the wind made of all metal, the beautiful face made of hemp rope, to the Picasso abstract murals of women, etc.  , everything makes people sigh from the heart to the outside.

    I can't count in detail, whether it is the color of the ceiling or the wall, the irregular pattern of the floor tiles, the delicate patterns of the corner lines, even I who know nothing about the art of decoration, are infected by the atmosphere of this room.

    Just as Chu Xinnan and I looked around and couldn't help but take a second look, a man stood up from behind the counter, holding a rag and a water glass in his hand.

    The man seemed to be in his thirties, with a plain appearance and a medium build. He was wearing loose linen clothes that were very casual but full of ethnic characteristics.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)??

    Just as Chu Xinnan and I looked around and couldn't help but take a second look, a man stood up from behind the counter, holding a rag and a water glass in his hand.

    The man seemed to be in his thirties, with a plain appearance and a medium build. He was wearing loose linen clothes that were very casual but full of ethnic characteristics.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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