What makes Zhong Tianzheng curious is...

Who is this person, and what did he say to Zhang Yiyun?

So much so.

Let her willingly take the other person into the car, and then go straight to the Xuanhe Riverside Scenic Area, where the incident occurred?

Because of a car accident?

Zhong Tianzheng first thought of this answer.

But then he vetoed himself, saying it didn't exist.

Normally, when a car accident occurs, either the traffic police are called, or the two people resolve it privately. If it is resolved privately, why go so far away?

Shi Xinyu quickly sent it back for investigation and resolution.

Because they couldn't see the back seat through the car window before, they couldn't determine whether there was anyone sitting in the back of the car.

Now that there is a certain premise, it is very simple for them to make a judgment.

"The answer given by Sister Xinyu is: the pressure on the car's tires, that is, the degree of its dent, is the entire pressure from the time the murderer gets in the car to the last scene when he disappears at the edge of the scenic strip along the hanging river.

all the same."

Ah Xiang glanced at the screen and stuffed the phone back into his pocket: "In other words, after the murderer got in the car, the two of them went straight to the place where Zhang Yiyun died."

"Do they know each other?"

Ah Xiang raised such a question.

"I think they don't know each other."

Zhong Tianzheng shook his head affirmatively: "If they knew each other, there would be no need for the murderer to ride a shared bicycle. He would go to Pengci first, strike up a conversation and then get on the bike. The murderer would use Pengci to find him.

Talk to her, get in the car, and carry out the murder process."

"So who could this person be?"

Ah Xiang couldn't help but asked the same question again.

Zhong Tianzheng couldn't give her an accurate answer to this question.

He didn't know who this person was either.

Even say.

He didn't even have an accurate direction.

If.

If he had to make a judgment, then Zhong Tianzheng could only make a judgment with the help of the information told by the anonymous person on the phone: it is very likely that the murderer is the owner of the 30,000 yuan stolen by Zhang Yiyun.

It's this person.

Because according to what he said on the phone, the only thing that happened to Zhang Yiyun was the record of this one matter, and only this one matter could be connected together.

but.

That's all it can do.

After the investigation of the case has reached this point, it seems that we have a lot of clues, but if you calculate it carefully, there are really no clues at all.

Because for the case, all their current investigation results have no progress or influence on the advancement of the case.

The case is still at a deadlock.

"Huh...it's so annoying."

Ah Xiang stamped her feet impatiently: "Which link caused the problem? Which link did it cause? He exposed the problem, but we didn't find it."

"Okay, don't be impatient. There's no point in being impatient."

Zhong Tianzheng tried to comfort Comrade Ah Xiang to a certain extent: "Our top priority is to find any clues related to the murderer as soon as possible, so that we can stop him in time before the next case comes out."

"Then let's go to Zhang Yiyun's death scene again!"

Ah, Xiang and Daimei gathered together, turned around and got into the car: "I hope we can find some other clues before he does."

"Why."

Zhong Tianzheng responded, and the two of them turned around and prepared to get back to the car.

Just then.

Zhong Tianzheng suddenly stopped and shouted at Ah Xiang's back: "Wait a minute."

"What's wrong?"

Ah Xiang turned around and looked at Zhong Tianzheng suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

"Look there!"

Zhong Tianzheng hooked his hand at her and walked forward quickly.

That place was the area where the incident happened that night that Uncle Zhang just mentioned. There were several yellow shared bicycles parked on the pedestrian walkway next to the motorcycle lane.

"Pay attention!"

Zhong Tianzheng was parked in the middle of three shared bicycles, and his eyes fell on the yellow shared bicycle in the middle: "This is Meituan's new shared bicycle. After they acquired Mobike, they re-engineered the bikes."

Just pretend to be painted."

"Logically speaking, this car should be in a very new condition, but the braking position of this car has obviously been impacted. If you look at the body of the bicycle, it seems that the paint has peeled off!"

Zhong Tianzheng spoke quickly about his observations: "So, are you sure that this donation bicycle is the shared bicycle that the murderer rode that day?"

Since the car was damaged, it was normal that no one took it away.

"possible!"

Ah Xiang's eyes lit up.

The two people gathered around the shared bicycle and began to examine it carefully, trying to find any traces on the shared bicycle that might be left by the murderer.

but.

The reality is a bit disappointing.

No clues were left on the car.

However, this is actually a very normal phenomenon. It is just a shared bicycle. How could there be traces of the murderer?

The two of them had high hopes, and one can imagine how disappointed they were.

Disappointment is common.

Just when the two were about to leave.

suddenly.

Zhong Tianzheng's eyes fell on the basket.

There is a circular mark inside, because the inside of the basket is not clean and has accumulated dust. If anything wet has been placed inside, it may leave traces.

"Ah, smells good!"

Zhong Tianzheng squinted at the circular shape and tilted his head to look at Ah Xiang: "Do you think this circular shape looks very familiar?!"

"look familiar?!"

Ah Xiang blinked, looked at the round shape, and blurted out: "Isn't this the bottom of a very common beverage bottle?"

"Look again? Look carefully?"

Zhong Tianzheng grinned, reached for a cigarette from his pocket, lit it for himself, and puffed away.

"this..."

Ah Xiang looked at the circular mark carefully. After a while, she suddenly opened her eyes and spoke a little louder: "This is..."

"Yes, that's it!"

Zhong Tianzheng took a puff of cigarette, pointed at the round shape and said: "If I guess correctly, this should be the base of that bottled drink."

"There is a piece in the middle of this circular trace that cannot be seen clearly, but I am certain that this trace is exactly the same as the circular base trace we found on the bedside table in the room opposite Li Changyuan's house where we were monitoring Li Changyuan."

"In other words, these two people are the same person. He likes to drink the same brand of coffee! And it's bottled."
Chapter completed!