"I don't have to worry about anything I've made."

Peng Jun glanced at Zhong Tianzheng, but the tactful one did not continue to speak.

Originally, they wanted to use autopsy and dissection to make a fuss, but they were wasted their efforts.

"Okay, you guys talk."

Zhong Tianzheng smiled undeniably and shouted at Axiang: "Let's go."

"Okay."

A Xiang responded, stepped over, held Zhong Tianzheng's arm and walked out.

Zhong Tian felt the fragrance of Kokura Ran shampoo that was burrowing into his nose and grinned his teeth: "No, sisters, can we not be so enthusiastic and unrestrained."

"Hmph, I'm happy, why, don't you want to raise it?"

Ah Xiang was immediately dissatisfied and rolled her eyes and looked at Zhong Tianzheng: "Please think it through before answering." As she spoke, the strength of her palm also increased a little, pinching the soft flesh on Zhong Tianzheng's hand.

“Yes, yes, yes.”

Zhong Tian was sucking in the cold air and could only retreat.

Zhang Ye looked at this scene and took out his cell phone directly, and was about to take a picture of the two people's backs, without stopping: "Ha, your policeman's style is really interesting."

Judging from this situation, I have to report it.

"Okay, OK."

Peng Jun shouted impatiently: "Why didn't I find you so idiot before? It's right that he is a policeman, but is he a policeman here? Is he at work now?"

"I..."

The sneer on Zhang Ye's face froze instantly.

...

On the side of the road.

Zhong Tianzheng Axiang got into the car and started the fire.

"Where are we going now?"

Ah Xiang looked at the car and turned around and headed out of the village.

"Go and go around."

Zhong Tianzheng glanced in the rearview mirror and Peng Jun and his group came out from it: "I want to verify it, my guess."

"What guess?"

Ah Xiang Dai raised his eyebrows and felt spirited: "Did you guess the murderer?"

“Basically, that’s it.”

Zhong Tianzheng nodded: "What we are going to now is the store where Zhang Yifei went to buy firecrackers that day."

"he?"

Ah Xiang asked again: "Hasn't he been arrested?"

"I suspect he was telling lies, and from the beginning, he was lying to us."

Zhong Tian was holding the steering wheel and steadily controlling the car: "He left home that day and didn't go to the firecracker shop at all."

"Then where did he go?"

"He might have gone to the murderer."

"Why do you suspect that Zhang Yifei is telling lies?"

Zhong Tianzheng's mouth floated a curve and pointed at the Huawei Mate30 Pro on the car seat: "You open my phone, then open the Bilibili APP, and search for one of my historical viewing records, the first video."

Ah Xiang doesn't doubt that he has taken the phone to unlock it and open the software.

Watch history.

The title of the first article is: As the degree of myopia increases, what changes will a person's vision change.

Ah Xiang clicked this one and started to look at it: "There are such things on B station?"

"There are no channels on this, there are all kinds of videos, and there are no advertisements. It's quite conscientious."

Zhong Tianzheng was not idle and continued to ask: "By the way, you figured it out. What caused the half-moon dent on Mr. Zhang's neck?"

“Pesticide lid?”

Ah Xiang's attention was on the mobile phone video and replied casually.

"Okay, keep watching TV."

Zhong Tianzheng was speechless for a moment and could only drive the car silently.

A few minutes later.

Ah Xiang quickly finished watching this video, showing a thoughtful expression: "When did you start to doubt the rigor of Zhang Yifei's testimony?"

"The night Peng Jun came to find me."

Zhong Tianzheng pulled the seat belt and relaxed: "When Peng Jun came to me, he just wanted to find out if there was any possibility of this case. This reminded me. I was thinking at the time, what if the murderer was someone else? Zhang Yifei was just a person who was responsible for the crime."

"The reason why we are so suspicious is that our inference is different from what Zhang Yifei described."

“Huh…”

Ah Xiang frowned and muttered, "I can't even understand what you are talking about."

"Let me say that, I was suspicious of Zhang as early as the beginning of the investigation. Zhang Yifei's confession surprised me very much, which made me think that I had suspected Zhang before was wrong."

Zhong Tianzheng reorganized the language and continued: "Peng Jun came to inquire about the situation that night. I was wondering whether the murderer would be Zhang. The reason why Zhang Yifei confessed to guilt was because he knew that the real murderer was actually his son, so he had to stand up and take the blame for his son. In this way, it was logically over."

"You think, a father, after knowing that his son killed his father, did he choose to call the police? Or would he choose to hide it? If the matter may be exposed, he should take it on his own."

"A person cannot be resurrected after death, and the palms and backs of hands are all flesh."

Ah Xiang thought seriously and made her own judgment: "Old Zhang is dead, so it doesn't make much sense to send his son in at this time. It's better to let this matter go."

"Yes."

Zhong Tianzheng nodded and affirmed: "That's what it means."

"So, at that time, I started to turn around the investigation."

Zhong Tian was looking ahead and drove attentively: "When Zhang Lao died, we showed suspicion, so he had already made plans from the beginning to help his son with the crime, so he forged the residue of dander in Zhang Lao's fingers. In other words, the scratches on his neck were made by himself."

"You're not going to make sense for the logic."

Ah Xiang thought about these words briefly: "Since he has time to fake the dander of his fingernails, why did he still have to leave his dander inside and wipe off the traces left by Zhang Yi? You know, the day before the incident, Mr. Zhang's body was always there, and he had time to operate it."

"What if the time is too late?"

Zhong Tianzheng looked at Ao Xiang with bright eyes: "He only knew that Zhang Ye killed people, but he didn't see the specific process. He originally thought that the burial of people was over, but he met us. When we expressed doubts during the investigation, Zhang Yifei realized that things might be missed, so he remembered to ask his son about the specific details of the incident."

"The memorial service was carried out day and night. There were people helping or playing cards to warm up the field. The body was placed outside. He didn't have much time to clean up Mr. Zhang's hands. He had to be very fast, but he was afraid that he would not clean up, so he simply put himself in."

"That makes sense."

Ah Xiang nodded and expressed her approval of Zhong Tianzheng's explanation: "So you start to review every word Zhang Yifei said in our investigation, and then verify what he said."

"Yes."

Zhong Tianzheng responded: "He said before that he had myopia and could not see things clearly. When he confessed his guilt, he said that although he could not see clearly, he could roughly judge it. So I remembered to go to B station to see what people with different myopia levels look like in their sight."

From the video.

When the myopia degree is 200 degrees, it is already starting to feel weak when you look at it.

If the degree of myopia is higher, the sight will be a mess. No matter how familiar you are with this person, you will not recognize it at all.

"Facts have proved that my suspicion is right. Zhang Yifei has lied to us about this myopia issue, so what I want to verify now is whether he had been to that firecracker shop that day." Zhong Tianzheng said in a stern manner.

"What if he didn't go?"

"If he didn't go, but he still lied to us, there would be only one result."

Zhong Tianzheng grinned: "The fundamental purpose of his going out that day was to find the murderer. He knew that the murderer killed Mr. Zhang that day, so he wanted to stop him. However, he did not find the murderer, so he began to look for Mr. Zhang in the village. But when he found him, Mr. Zhang was no longer able to do so, so the next scene came into being."

"This murderer is Zhang Ye?"

"yes!"

"Why do you doubt him?"

Ah Xiang sorted out her thoughts and stood opposite again: "Is Zhang offended you too? Isn't people just a little bad attitude? Why did you start to doubt him from the beginning? Your reason is your basis?"

"Haha, he has not offended me. We have met people with a worse attitude than him." Zhong Tianzheng stepped on the brakes and tilted his head to look at Ao Xiang: "I said I began to doubt Zhang Ye since the first time I saw him, do you believe it?"

"Pretty, just pretend."

Ah Xiang rolled her eyes and expressed her disbelief: "Reason, why do you doubt him?"

"To be honest, I only had a little doubt about him, and he did not enter my sight. I just kept it suspicious at the beginning, but I had never investigated it." Zhong Tianzheng paused for a moment and said seriously: "After seeing the autopsy report came out, my suspicion of him was completely confirmed, so we are driving out now."

"What exactly left that dent?"
To be continued...