Chapter 71: Corpse Exorcism and Murder Case (20)

Jiang Wenchi said, opening the copied photo on his phone.

"I noticed that A Cong kept this photo on his bedside. Although his room was messy, the photo frame was very clean and there were no other clutter around the frame. Obviously this photo was very important to him.

"

Jiang Wenchi said, swiping the screen to enlarge the photo. The photo was a bit old, and it was taken with a mobile phone, so it was a bit blurry, but the appearance and expression of everyone in the photo could still be clearly seen.

In the photo, A Cong is still young, sitting on the lap of a woman with a cheerful smile. Behind the woman, a man puts his hand on her shoulder, very intimately, and his eyebrows are somewhat similar to A Cong.

"This is Acong and his parents." Jiang Wenchi pointed to the three people in the middle of the photo and showed it to Qin Chuan.

"When investigating the family relationship of the village elder, I checked the composition of their family. Anqing, the village elder, has a sister named An'er, who is A Cong's biological mother. An'er's husband is Bai Rong, and A Cong's full name is

Bai Cong. Acong's parents died of illness one after another when he was ten years old. When Acong was twelve, he became a complete orphan after his father passed away."

After Jiang Wenchi finished speaking, he swiped the enlarged photo to the left.

To the left of A Cong's mother, An'er, sat a simple, shy, plain-looking woman. She probably didn't take pictures often, her expression was a little nervous, and her hands with nowhere to rest were tightly holding the hem of her clothes.

"This is Bai Rong's sister Bai Lan. She is Na Chun's wife. A Cong did not lie. Na Chun is indeed his uncle."

At the same time, the test results of the technical department have also come out. The soil composition remaining on Mutian's pair of cloth shoes is consistent with the soil composition of the orchard where Li Jiaji died.

In the photo, Mu Tian, ​​who is eight or nine years old, is squatting on one knee in front of his mother, and A Cong, who is four or five years old, is sitting on his mother's lap, but the two children are holding hands, as close as if they were brothers.

Unlike A Cong, Mutian's calmness and calmness do not need to be acted.

Jiang Wenchi nodded: "No matter how careful the criminal plan is, once its weaknesses are exposed, it is not far from being arrested. Acong is their weakness."

Qin Chuan: "In other words, Mutian and Acong are actually growing up?"

Jiang Wenchi crossed the photo to the right again.

Qin Chuan nodded, agreeing with Jiang Wenchi's analysis.

Jiang Wenchi analyzed, "According to the information that Bai Lan was pregnant with twins, I checked and found that Bai Lan and Bai Rong are also twins. Bai Lan and Na Chun can appear in this photo, probably because Bai Lan and Bai Rong have a good relationship.

.And Na Chun probably didn’t want to take photos with them because everyone else was a family with children, and he was just a husband and wife.”

Jiang Wenchi nodded: "I speculate that they have probably been planning this for many years, and the real organizers and planners are not the two of them."

Qin Chuan and Jiang Wenchi immediately interrogated Mutian.

Jiang Wenchi: "Yes, I asked the veteran policeman from Haixi Police Station that Mutian's mother Nanfeng is An'er's good friend who grew up together. They are also colleagues after work, and the two families have a close relationship."

Jiang Wenchi: "Yes, A Cong probably took the risk in order to protect a certain murderer who was about to be revealed. He naively wanted to take all the charges because of his status as a minor."

Jiang Wenchi couldn't help but feel a little sad when he recalled the little Mutian in the group photo, squatting in front of his mother and holding A Cong's hand, smiling brightly and kindly.

After a while, he said: "It's not easy to talk. He is four years younger than me. His mother and my mother are friends. When he was a child, he came to my house with his mother, and my mother asked me to play with him. But after his mother passed away

, we rarely see each other.”

Behind Bai Lan stood Na Chun. Na Chun had not gained weight at that time and was still a thin young man. In the photo, he was the only one without a smile and looked unhappy.

Jiang Wenchi said and looked at Qin Chuan.

Jiang Wenchi said, tapping the hands of Mutian and Acong in the photo, "He is squatting here probably because he wants to be next to Acong."

Qin Chuan looked at Jiang Wenchi: "But you don't believe it?"

Qin Chuan's turn was so sudden that Mu Tian was stunned and suddenly looked up at Qin Chuan.

Mu Tian didn't even raise his head and said calmly, "I'm not going anywhere."

After being held in the detention room of the police station for two days, black stubble grew on his fair face, making him look a little decadent. Combined with his untroubled eyes, he looked like a Japanese world-weary boy at first glance.

Qinchuan got straight to the point.

Next to her stood a beautiful girl, who looked about twelve or thirteen years old, and her husband behind her was also very good-looking.

"After you bought the steamed buns the night before yesterday, where did you go before going home?"

Qin Chuan followed Qin Chuan's words and analyzed: "But Acong's confession should have been unplanned by the organizer."

"But when we investigated in the village, we never heard that Acong and Mutian were friends, and they never mentioned each other."

Jiang Wenchi nodded: "The old policeman said that after An'er's death, Nanfeng, who was already introverted and sensitive, became more autistic. Her husband Muming also had a taciturn character, so the family gradually became secluded from others.

They dated each other and became an anomaly in the village. But no one knows about the subsequent relationship between Mutian and Acong. Most of the reports are that they never crossed paths again."

To the right of A Cong's mother, An'er, sat a very beautiful but unsmiling woman. Although she was the prettiest of the three women, there seemed to be a hint of sadness shrouding her eyebrows.

Qin Chuan recognized him at a glance: "Mu Tian?"

Qin Chuan: "Such an accident occurred in the plan, which shows that they have a deep relationship, but the better the relationship, the more likely they will get into trouble at such a time."

In front of the woman, there is a little boy kneeling on one knee. The boy has inherited the appearance of his parents very well, and his temperament stands out from the crowd as he squats there.

Qin Chuan: "You mean, they did it on purpose to protect each other?"

Qin Chuan quickly arranged for Li Yiran and Zhang Xuan to lead a thorough investigation of Mutian and Acong's social network over the past ten years, as well as the past experiences of their parents when they were alive.

"You and Bai Cong are kids, right? When was the last time you met?"

Jiang Wenchi nodded: "Mutian is four years older than Acong, and judging by his height, he should be past the age where he can sit on his mother's lap and take pictures. However, he and his sister stand beside her mother and will not block the people behind her.

"

Jiang Wenchi observed Mu Tian silently. Although his expression did not change, his speaking speed obviously became faster after mentioning A Cong.

His speech was no longer concise as usual, and he spoke such a long sentence for the first time. He had never had such a reaction before, even when the death of his parents was mentioned.

Qin Chuan asked: "When was the last time we met, do you remember?"

Mu Tian shook his head: "I don't remember, I haven't seen you for several years."
Chapter completed!