"So that's it!" Gu Chen was suddenly overjoyed: "If we follow the murderer's example, we can avoid getting blood on our body. That's right, that's right."

Gu Chen quickly snapped his fingers.

Soon, there was another turmoil in front of his eyes, and Gu Chen opened his eyes and returned to reality.

At this moment, Gao Wenjun also squatted down to check the situation according to the examination position of Gu Chen's brain.

"Here..." Gao Wenjun looked shocked.

"That's right." Gu Chen retracted his arm, stood up and said, "Zhao Qian's throat was not cut directly, but she was knocked unconscious after being hit on the head, and then put into a wooden box by the murderer, and then used Zhao Qian

She used her clothes as a barrier and used a sharp instrument to make a deep cut between her throat."

"Ah?" When Zhang Jingde heard this, his eyes widened.

Xiao Xiaofang and Gu Baichuan also reported nervously together.

Gao Ya was so frightened that she covered her mouth and nose with both hands.

The fat woman who had just been rescued just now said "uh" when she heard Gu Chen's words, rolled her eyes, and fainted again.

"Continue first aid."

Several enthusiastic dealers immediately gathered around the fat woman and kept slapping her face...

On the other side, Gao Wenjun also confirmed Gu Chen's story after examining the wounds of the deceased Zhao Qian.

"Yes, your judgment is correct. If the method you mentioned is followed, the murderer can kill Zhao Qian quietly and avoid spilling blood on himself."

"And if the traces are wiped away, the murderer can pretend to be an innocent person without revealing anything, so..."

Gao Wenjun looked at Huang Zhigang, Mr. Liu, Huang Wenxing and Wu Feifan beside him, and said with a smile: "So there is no blood on your body, which does not mean that you are not the murderer."

"Comrade policeman." Security guard Huang Zhigang was a little depressed and retorted: "Even if what you said is correct, no killing means no killing. You said that the deceased's throat was cut with a sharp weapon, so there must be a murder weapon, right? But you didn't find it at the scene.

The murder weapon."

Security guard Huang Zhigang's words somewhat irritated Gao Wenjun of the criminal investigation team.

That's right, Gu Chen has already deduced how the deceased was killed and how the murderer covered up the traces of the scene.

Now we must find the murder weapon, which is the key to the case.

At this time, some police officers from the security team and patrol team who came for reinforcements had also arrived at the scene.

Gao Wenjun directly ordered: "Everyone, even if you dig up this backstage, you have to find the murder weapon for me. Don't miss any details."

"Yes!" the police officers responded, then moved to the backstage and began to search the scene for the murder weapon.

Since the curtain was opened, the backstage looked much more spacious.

Gu Chen then asked the hotel security to turn on all the lights backstage to facilitate the police search.

The other dealers were also sitting quietly. Like the police, everyone was waiting for the final result with extremely heavy hearts.

Gu Chen did not participate in the search.

I am here to help. There is no need to do this kind of errand that only requires one more person and one less person. Instead, I set my sights on security guard Huang Zhigang, general distributor Liu, gold medal host Huang Wenxing and successful motivational lecturer Wu Feifan.

.

Just as he imagined, these people all had an extremely contradictory mood at this moment, staring straight at the background.

The four of them seemed more anxious than the police, and they all wanted the murder weapon to be found as soon as possible.

The search lasted for half an hour.

During this period, the police searched almost every corner on three floors inside and outside, but still found no clues.

Then, Gao Wenjun ordered some police officers to search all the places where the four passed by based on the route the four took and the information reported by others, but still found nothing.

Seeing that continuing the search like this was not an option, and many dealers in the audience began to complain.

Gao Wenjun was at a loss for a moment. He quickly looked at Gu Chen beside him and asked him: "This... this has been searched for half an hour. According to the professional standards of our veteran comrades in the police, it is impossible not to find this murder weapon.

, where is it hidden?”

"Yes, where is it hidden?" Gu Chen also walked onto the stage and after looking around the scene for a week, he began to fall into deep thought.

"With this kind of search method on the stage, it is definitely impossible to hide the murder weapon, but if the murder weapon is not on the stage, where would it be?"

Gu Chen first set his sights on security guard Huang Zhigang.

"Huang Zhigang, although he is upright and has a bit of a bad temper, was he really not angry when he was so humiliated by Zhao Qian outside the hall door?"

"But even so, this can't be regarded as a motive for murder, right? Otherwise, in the security profession, you will suffer too much. Does Huang Zhigang want to get rid of everyone quickly?"

"But if it were him, where could he hide the murder weapon?"

Gu Chen glanced at the wooden box in the background and shook his head. This place can basically be ruled out. Then he returned to the hall from the entrance. During this period, there were many people and it was almost impossible to hide a murder weapon.

possible.

"No, no, it's not him." Gu Chen rejected the security guard Huang Zhigang in his mind, and then looked at the general distributor Liu.

"Mr. Liu was backstage for a while, but he wanted to kill Zhao Qian before going to the toilet, but the toilet had already been searched and there was no murder weapon."

"And judging from the wound on the neck of the deceased Zhao Qian, this should be a big guy. Afterwards, Mr. Liu, like security guard Huang Zhigang, returned to the hall. There was no possibility of hiding the murder weapon after that. No, no, it's not

he."

Gu Chen once again set his sights on the gold medal host Huang Wenxing.

"This articulate host, who talks like he's running a train, is indeed outstanding at controlling the scene, but he was resting in a small room backstage listening to music and never left the room."

"If that's the case, he can't take away the murder weapon at all, but no trace of the murder weapon can be found in the room. Could it be...that it's not him?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Gu Chen immediately dismissed it in his mind.

But when Gu Chen looked at the last suspect, Wu Feifan, Gu Chen even felt that Wu Feifan was the most suspicious.

After all, this Zhao Qian, who is not a dealer, was invited by Wu Feifan. Not only that, he also invited all of Zhao Qian's sisters.

But just now I saw the interaction between Zhao Qian and Wu Feifan on and off the stage, and there was no tacit understanding at all. After all, the relationship between the two is that of a student and a teacher.

At that time, Wu Feifan, like Huang Wenxing, stayed backstage and did not come out, so it was impossible for the murder weapon to be hidden backstage.

"Could it be...that it's not him? If it's not him, then who is it?"

While Gu Chen was thinking, Wu Feifan's eyes briefly met Gu Chen's, and then he calmly moved away.

Like the other three, Wu Feifan, who was originally the center of attention, was now designated as a suspect, which made him very embarrassed and even helpless.

After all, this is his home field, but now it has become the scene of a police investigation of a murder.

The police have control of the situation, so I still have to explain it clearly.

"Wait a minute." Gu Chen looked at Wu Feifan and his eyes suddenly lit up: "By the way, others can't hide the murder weapon on their bodies, but Wu Feifan can. He is a disabled person, so the murder weapon should be..."

Gu Chen lowered his gaze and stared at Wu Feifan's pair of prosthetic legs.

"That's right, that's it." Gu Chen was immediately overjoyed, which actually startled Zhang Jingde beside him.

"Gu Chen." Zhang Jingde asked hurriedly: "Why are you laughing? Do you already know where the murder weapon is hidden?"

"Yes." Gu Chen did not deny it and said directly to the police officers who were searching around him: "Everyone, please stop for a moment. The murder weapon is not in the background at all."

"What?"

"The murder weapon isn't in the background?"

"Why don't you keep us searching for so long in the background?"

"Where is it if it's not backstage?"

Many police officers had stopped what they were doing and came to Gu Chen's side.

Gao Wenjun was also stunned. He didn't say anything, but Gu Chen stopped him first, so he said somewhat gloomily: "Gu Chen, do you already know where the murder weapon is hidden?"

"Yes." Gu Chen nodded and said: "Looking at the entire conference hall, especially the backstage, there is no place to hide the murder weapon, so the murder weapon must still be on the murderer's body."

"What? On the murderer?" Zhang Jingde looked at the four suspects who were gathered together, and couldn't help but said: "Speaking of my eldest nephew, I have searched the bodies of these people just now, and there is no murder weapon at all."

"Uncle Zhang." Gu Chen turned to look at Zhang Jingde and asked him, "Did you search carefully on Wu Feifan's body?"

Zhang Jingde was also stunned by Gu Chen's question, and then turned to look at Wu Feifan in the audience, blinked and said weakly: "Isn't it true?"

When questioned by Gu Chen, Wu Feifan also looked around, his face a little ugly, but he still forced a smile and said: "I said Officer Gu, what do you mean by targeting me, a disabled person?"

"That's right." A teaching assistant next to Wu Feifan also echoed: "If you don't talk to others, you just talk about our teacher Wu. What do you mean?"

"I'm not interested." Gu Chen also relaxed his body, walked off the stage step by step, and came to Wu Feifan.

"Teacher Wu, I am not targeting the disabled, but the suspects who may be hiding murder weapons."

"Wha...what? You said I'm a suspect?" Wu Feifan, who was also a bit numb when asked by Gu Chen and liked to use the word "Wen Jue", quit, and immediately caught Gu Chen's loophole and scolded:

"I said Officer Gu, you said I was a suspect, and I admitted it. After all, I am a suspect, but you insist on changing the previous 'suspect' to 'suspect'. You... what are your intentions?

"

"Because..." Gu Chen looked at Wu Feifan, suddenly squatted down slowly, patted Wu Feifan's prosthetic limbs with his hand and said: "Because this pair of prostheses has not been checked yet, so Teacher Wu Feifan, would you please

Please cooperate and take off these prosthetic limbs so that we can take a look."
To be continued...