Chapter 66 Captain Qi is truly a god (please read more)

It was noon, and the spring light shone in, making the brand-new brocade clothes shine brightly.

Everyone's eyes focused on him.

"You mean..." Xing Baotou's sharp eyes looked slightly confused.

Qi Ping sighed: "Don't look at me, look at the window."

window?

The police officers took a quick look and saw that under the sunlight, every detail was visible. Under the dilapidated window lattice, there was some dust scattered irregularly, and there were traces of wiping.

But that’s all, what else is there to see?

Qi Ping was speechless and could only remind:

"Earlier you said that the houses around here have been uninhabited for a long time and dust has accumulated, but inside the houses, the tables, chairs, and floors are all very clean."

Captain Xing didn't realize anything was wrong: "The murderer wiped the footprints outside the house, which shows his vigilance. He thought that the house had been cleaned before the incident happened."

Qi Ping nodded:

"That makes sense, but why did the murderer clean the window? Wiping the floor can avoid footprints, and wiping the tables and chairs can eliminate fingerprints. But this window has nothing to do with the crime, so why wipe it?"

Mr. Xing was stunned for a moment.

One of the detectives tentatively asked: "Perhaps the murderer wiped it when he was cleaning the house. This... is not a problem, right?"

Qi Ping looked at him and asked:

"What does it mean to be convenient? If the murderer wanted to wipe it, why didn't he wipe it thoroughly and leave a lot of it? With his cautious character, why would he bother to do so?"

The catcher was speechless.

Qi Ping asked questions like a barrage:

"Okay, assuming the murderer did just wipe it casually, why didn't there be much dust when I opened the window just now?"

When he asked this question, Xing Baotou's eyes narrowed.

In my mind, I recalled the scene when Qi Ping pushed open the wooden window. At that time, there was indeed dust scattered, but... very little!

"You mean..."

"That's right!" Qi Ping said in a very serious tone:

"There is obviously a paradox here. It stands to reason that since the house has been abandoned for a long time, there must be a lot of dust in the window. When it is opened, a lot of dust will rise up, but there is very little in this window. Why?"

"It has been opened!" Xing Baotou blurted out, his eyes bright, as if he had a clear understanding:

"Unless it has been opened recently, why did the murderer open the window? This is not necessary..."

Qi Ping said quietly:

"You just told me that the murderer's footprints in the courtyard were erased. Is it possible that what was erased were only the traces of when he entered, and that he escaped through the window after the murder?"

Climb the window?

Mr. Xing was stunned: "Why doesn't the other party walk through the door..."

Halfway through, he suddenly realized: "Alley!"

The corners of Qi Ping's mouth raised, showing a teachable look: "It seems you have thought of it."

The others were confused and couldn't follow the two people's thoughts.

Xing Baotou said excitedly:

"It rained a few days ago, the soil was relatively moist, and the courtyard was sunny, so it was generally dry, but the alley was shady and still very humid. After the murderer hijacked the carriage, he drove it from the alley and realized this.

Worried about returning the same way after killing someone and making it difficult to clean the footprints, or worried about being bumped into.

In short, I haven’t left the alley, but there is only one road around here. It’s not easy to walk on the ground, so I can only walk..."

"Roof." Qi Ping sighed:

"The other party could only walk on the roof, so he pushed the window and used his strength to climb over. In the process, he wiped away the traces of stepping on the window frame, so that he would appear like this."

After a pause, he said again:

"When I came here, I observed the ruts and footprints in the alley, but I didn't find any traces of erased footprints, which can prove this."

"At the same time, just now in the courtyard, I noticed that the surrounding houses were far away from each other.

If the murderer chooses to walk on the roof, he must be confident that he can leave this area without touching the ground, but if he is just a martial artist... no matter how good his Qinggong is, he cannot do it."

Xing Ming suddenly realized: "So, you guess he is a practitioner?"

Qi Ping nodded.

Then he said: "However, the logic of this inference is not rigorous enough, so I only say 'maybe', well, you can explore the roof, maybe you can find traces."

Xing Ming was shocked and immediately ordered two of his men to take a look.

Immediately, he took a deep breath and said, "I have one last question."

"explain."

"Why are you so sure that this case is a vendetta?"

Among Qi Ping's conclusions, "vendetta" ranked first, and he seemed extremely certain.

He didn't understand, but at this moment, he no longer had any doubts, and his tone was only asking for advice.

Unexpectedly, this time, Qi Ping did not answer immediately. Instead, he sighed softly and walked to the broken table in the corner amid everyone's doubtful eyes.

Lower your head and stare at the half candle.

After a long time, he said in a low voice: "This candle burned for a long time last night."

Everyone was stunned.

"The wax tank was scalded and the wax oil leaked out... There is no sign of cutting for such a long wick... It means that it lit up for a long time."

"This means that the murderer stayed here for a long time, which is really not in line with his cautious style.

Moreover, why should Chen Nian be forced to take arsenic when he obviously carries a knife and can kill with one blow?

You know... it may take half an hour from the moment you take arsenic to the onset of arsenic. After such a long time, aren't you afraid of a long night and many dreams?

The blood words on the wall were written so hard... After thinking about it, I guess the other person did this because he really had deep hatred hidden in his heart."

Qi Ping's voice was low, with some complicated emotions:

"After all, poisoning someone with arsenic should be much more painful than killing someone with a knife.

I can almost imagine that last night, he opened his old mouth, poured the arsenic into it with wine bread, and let out blood little by little while the poison was taking effect.

By candlelight, in the eyes of old fear, I wrote the word "hate" one stroke at a time...

Witnessing the other party’s intestines and stomach torn apart, struggling desperately..."

He turned around, faced everyone's gaze, and sighed:

"Who would do this without unforgettable hatred?"

quiet.

At this moment, the room fell into silence, and everyone seemed to have seen the scene last night before their eyes.

Yes, if it weren’t for deep hatred, why would it be like this?

The atmosphere is dull.

The exciting mood in everyone's hearts suddenly became a little heavy.

After a long time, Xing Mingfang exhaled and said seriously: "But we are the police."

Qi Ping glanced at him and agreed: "That's the truth."

Immediately he breathed out to break the dull atmosphere:

"That's all I've seen. I hope it can be helpful to the case. I won't bother you any more."

Xing Ming said seriously: "Captain Qi, you taught us a lesson today."

Everyone in the government office nodded.

All are sincerely convinced.

"Don't say that," Qi Ping said dumbfounded: "Don't forget, I am a suspect. I still expect you to clear my name."

All the detectives laughed.

Xing Ming also laughed: "Okay. We will try our best to find out the real culprit as soon as possible. I just hope that if necessary, Captain Qi can still lend a helping hand."

"Let's talk about it later." Qi Ping waved his hand, thought for a while, and said:

"You are all veterans in solving crimes, so you don't need me to be verbose, but I do have a few ideas for reference."

"You say!"

"First, although there are characteristics of a murderer, Kyoto has a population of millions, so it is extremely difficult to find a needle in a haystack.

Starting from old enemies is a good idea, but Chen Zhixian has been an official for many years and has judged countless cases. There must be many people with revenge motives.

The murderer was so well prepared that he must have spent a lot of time. Therefore, there is a high probability that this enemy is not from the recent past, but from the early years, and the case must be quite serious."

Xing Ming nodded repeatedly, agreeing.

"Secondly, given the murderer's character, he may have left the message in excitement, but other possibilities are not ruled out. Mr. Xing should think more carefully," Qi Ping said.

Xing Ming frowned: "What do you mean..."

Qi Ping smiled half-heartedly:

"The other party deliberately left the driver outside the hospital. After the incident, he obviously could have driven away to avoid leaving footprints, but he failed to do so.

Maybe...he never thought of hiding this case from the beginning.

Maybe he even deliberately left these behind in an attempt to attract the attention of all parties..."

Xing Ming was stunned and froze on the spot.

Qi Ping smiled cheerfully, greeted Pei Shaoqing, and walked out together.

Soon, it disappeared into the midday sun without a trace.

After they left, one of the detectives sighed with emotion:

"Qi Xiaowei is truly a god."
Chapter completed!