Tiger Police

Chapter 76
Hu Pingtao said seriously: "The "Adidas" set on Zhang Hongchao is quite expensive, at least more than 1000."

Zhang Yixuan said: "The pair of AJs on his feet are not cheap. When you were talking to him, I checked the official website on my mobile phone, and the price was [-]."

Having said that, the two looked at each other, and both saw unexpected glances in each other's eyes.

Hu Pingtao smiled: "You are very careful in observation."

Zhang Yixuan was very satisfied with the other party's attitude, and his smile was a little more genuine than before: "You are not bad, it seems that Wang Dui pulled you into the criminal police team for no reason, and you did not leave because of nepotism."

Hu Pingtao paused, put away the smile on his face, and lowered his voice: "Why does Zhang Hongchao have such strong hostility towards Wang Yongchang?"

Zhang Yixuan rubbed his chin and fell into thinking: "Sibling love? I don't think it's like...or is it the jealousy from blood relationship, he doesn't want Zhang Hongxia to marry?"

Hu Pingtao searched for information about Zhang Hongchao's figure in his mind: "He is very strong, but he is still somewhat different from the man on the surveillance screen. His muscles are not so strong, and his overall outline is not so obvious."

Zhang Yixuan was a little worried: "According to the survey results before taking care of Dewei, a large part of Zhang Hongxia's income was subsidized to her family. Her parents loved Zhang Hongchao very much and raised their son at home. They were very doting. This can explain Zhang Hongchao's Clothes and shoes, and the Polonaise to his name."

"Could this be the source of Zhang Hongchao's hostility towards Wang Yongchang?" Hu Pingtao asked: "Zhang Hongchao thinks that once Zhang Hongxia gets married, she will lose the financial support from his sister. Blocking people's money is like killing their parents. This idea is normal."

"You don't think it was Zhang Hongchao who killed Zhang Hongxia, do you?" Zhang Yixuan glanced at him, "Zhang Hongchao probably had no motive for killing Zhang Hongchao, and the reason you gave is far-fetched. To put it simply, it is unlikely that Zhang Hongchao and Zhang Hongchao were A murderer. Zhang Hongxia's death will not benefit them at all, and only by living can they continue to give them more money."

"What if it's for the house under Zhang Hongxia's name?" Hu Pingtao's tone was not strong, but it contained obvious doubts: "Zhang Hongchao is not young, he urgently needs a wedding house."

Zhang Yixuan was silent for a long time, then nodded slightly: "This is indeed a reason."

Hu Pingtao smiled and said: "My guess may not be correct, I just proposed a possibility. In fact, the key to this case is to find the man who helped Zhang Hongxia go home that night."

Zhang Yixuan agreed with this: "Yes! But at present we have no clue about this. There is no such a person in Zhang Hongxia's circle of relatives and friends. That kind of muscle... tsk tsk tsk, if you want me to say, it is simply a lump of fat , too strong to even wear clothes."

His words were full of strong jealousy.

Women like muscular guys.Even if you have an average appearance, as long as you take off your shirt to reveal your steel-like muscles, you will immediately become the focus of all women's eyes.

Everyone in the world knows that gods are good, but fame cannot be forgotten.

There is another way to sing the new "Good Song".

Men know that muscles are good, only exercise can't do it.Others get up early and I go to bed, the vegetables are lackluster, and the braised pork is the best.The barbell is a bad idea, and I love chips and hamburgers.Take off your clothes, you have abs, I'm a belly guy.

Zhang Yixuan's jokes suddenly gave Hu Pingtao an unprecedented new idea.

"Do you still remember that we had a dispute about how the murderer left the crime scene before?"

Zhang Yixuan nodded: "Of course I remember. But on this issue, we have a common view: the murderer used auxiliary tools such as ropes."

"The murderer didn't use a rope. Otherwise, when he entered the community, he should have a bag on his back." Hu Pingtao's voice was full of suspicion: "I watched those two surveillance images repeatedly, and he didn't bring a bag. .”

Zhang Yixuan stared at him and asked, "How do you think the murderer escaped from the crime scene?"

"Use local materials." Hu Pingtao said his thoughtful thoughts: "He used silk stockings. I checked the information during this period, and both core-spun silk and Lycra fibers have strong flexibility."

"Stockings?"

Zhang Yixuan was stunned.

He opened his mouth and was speechless for a long time.

This is the first time since his confrontation with Hu Pingtao that he has lost control.

Countless pictures flashed through his mind like an electric current, and Zhang Yixuan suddenly found that he had fallen into a misunderstanding from the very beginning on the issue of "how the murderer left".

Hu Pingtao's case analysis came from my ear.

"To tell you the truth, I bought a few pairs of silk stockings, the kind of rompers, tied with a sailor's knot, tied the two ends tightly, and tied into a long rope, as long as you step on the knot in the middle, plus enough skill and Wrist strength, sliding down from the sixth floor is not a problem at all, it is very safe."

Zhang Yixuan blinked, his thoughts and expression on his face were a little dazed, he looked at Hu Pingtao with unbelievable eyes: "What you said is true? Silk stockings... tsk tsk tsk, with your weight, it's really hard to tie them upstairs. keep earning?"

Hu Pingtao smiled kindly: "That thing is very strong... How about it, find a lingerie store on the way, I'll buy a pair, you can try it yourself and you'll know."

This is very ambiguous, especially for the two men.If there is a third party present, there will definitely be imaginations.

Zhang Yixuan asked: "Are you sure?"

Hu Pingtao's answer was very affirmative: "If you can break a pair of stockings from the middle with both hands, I'll treat you to a big meal, order whatever you want."

……

On the way back to the police station, there is a lingerie store with the signboard "Angel Beauty".

Hu Pingtao parked the car on the side of the road, and the two got out of the car.

Zhang Yixuan felt embarrassed looking at the huge underwear signboard placed by the store door, and pretended to take a walk instead of looking at Hu Pingtao who walked into the store.It wasn't until the latter bought something and patted him on the shoulder from behind that Zhang Yixuan felt amnesty and trotted into the passenger seat of the car.

Seeing Hu Pingtao handing over a large bag of stockings with sexy models showing long legs on the cover, Zhang Yixuan was a little dazed.

"...You...you just bought it like this? The shopkeeper didn't ask you anything else?" He felt a little unbelievable.

When a man buys this kind of thing, he is either regarded as a pervert, or he is walking on the evolutionary path leading to a pervert.

Hu Pingtao stared straight ahead, turned the key to start the engine, without changing expression or beating his heart: "Of course I asked."

Zhang Yixuan suddenly had a strong heart of gossip and instinctive evil taste: "How did you answer?"

He thought it was a story full of color, very funny kind.

Hu Pingtao turned his head and glanced at him with a half-smile: "I said it was done for others and bought for others."

Zhang Yixuan subconsciously thought of Su Xiaolin who had eaten together in the cafeteria of the sub-bureau, nodded and said, "It's a good excuse to buy for your girlfriend."

"No! I didn't say it was for my girlfriend." Hu Pingtao had an innocent expression on his face: "I said I bought it for you."

Zhang Yixuan's expression froze instantly.

It took a full five seconds before he suppressed his anger and roared in a low voice: "Why do you want to involve me?"

"You and I are in the same team. Besides, I have to have a reasonable reason to buy this kind of thing. Do I say I buy it for myself?" Hu Pingtao replied naturally.

Zhang Yixuan stopped talking.

He felt like he had fallen into a pit, and his body was covered in yellow mud, which was either shit or shit.

……

Gudu Sub-bureau, Criminal Police Office.

Looking at Zhang Yixuan, who was holding a pair of silk stockings, tearing them apart like killing his father and enemy, and Hu Pingtao, who was standing beside him smiling, Wang Xiongjie felt that there must have been a complicated and tortuous story between these two people.

"Xiaohu, how are you sure that the murderer used silk stockings to escape from the scene?" Wang Xiongjie asked, reaching out and taking out an unopened pair from the plastic bag on the table, carefully examining them: "This brand is of good quality. My daughter-in-law bought it before."

"In all the residents of Jinchang District, there is no such a burly and muscular man." Hu Pingtao explained: "He has never appeared on the surveillance screen in the later period, so it is only possible that he left the crime scene through the window after the murder. When Brother Ding was doing the autopsy at the scene, he said that the murder weapon might be stockings. At that time, I suspected that the murderer used the same tool to kill and escape."

Zhang Guowei leaned over and asked, "Xiaohu, what do you mean, the murderer tied a long rope with stockings, slipped downstairs from the window, and then set fire to the crime tools?"

Hu Pingtao picked up a pair of stockings, unpacked them, pulled them hard a few times, borrowed a lighter from Wang Xiongjie, lit them from the corner of the stockings, and saw the ball of fire jumping up suddenly, turning into a fire in just a few seconds. The burning fire dragon completely engulfed the entire stocking.

Tang Yuan exclaimed beside him: "It burns really fast."

Hu Pingtao pointed to the burning stockings thrown on the ground: "This thing is a petroleum product, and its main material is elastic fiber, which belongs to industrial chemical fiber raw materials. It has a very low ignition point, catches fire quickly, and is highly flammable. A large-scale spread is formed. I have calculated that the length from the first floor to the sixth floor can be completely burned in a few minutes at most. This can explain why there are no large-area burn marks on the surface of the kitchen drain pipes in 21 Buildings [-] .”

Wang Xiongjie looked solemn: "There should still be burning residues. But we didn't find similar substances on the road downstairs."

Hu Pingtao's return is logical: "The cleaners on that road started cleaning very early. In addition, the murderer should be a thoughtful person. He may have stayed downstairs all the time, collecting burning residues that fell from the air .”

"I have another question." Zhang Guowei frowned: "From the sixth floor to the first floor, the length is tens of meters. This pair of stockings has to be tied at both ends, and the remaining part is no matter how tough it is. It's only about one meter. Where did the murderer get so many stockings?"

"This is the second question I want to talk about." Hu Pingtao said: "It can be confirmed that the murderer was very familiar with the deceased Zhang Hongxia, and even knew the number of clothes in Zhang Hongxia's closet. He made a careful murder plan and used stockings to escape from the scene of the crime."

Gu Dewei was very surprised and asked: "It takes at least dozens of pairs to weave such a rope out of stockings! What does Zhang Hongxia buy so many stockings for?"

Hu Pingtao explained: "She works in a company and is an on-the-job secretary. She usually stays in the office most of the time. She is required to wear professional attire. In summer, she basically wears a suit skirt with high heels. In this way, the stockings are very worn out. It’s normal to buy dozens of pairs for spare.”

With that said, Hu Pingtao took out his mobile phone and clicked on a forum page about women's clothing: "I've read some related comments, and some people said this: A woman can't live without a box of stockings in her closet." Have a romantic and warm summer."

Gu Dewei curled his lips: "A few women I know never wear skirts, only pants."

Wang Xiongjie was full of thought: "If Xiaohu's deduction is correct, then the identity of the murderer can be determined. It seems that the murder scene needs to be re-investigated... Xiao Gu, you go again, mainly to investigate Zhang Hongxia. Monthly online shopping list to see what she has bought, especially silk stockings."

Gu Dewei understood: "Boss, do you want to confirm the delivery and receipt time?"

Wang Xiongjie nodded affirmatively: "The biggest problem right now is that muscular man."

Tang Yuan joked beside him: "If you want me to say, this guy is probably a woman in disguise, right?"

Gu Dewei asked: "Why do you say that?"

"Because there are not many male friends in Zhang Hongxia's circle of relatives and friends." Tang Yuan spread his hands: "Most of her friends are women. Look at the surveillance video of the night when the crime happened. The man was wearing a mask, There are also sunglasses and hats, which are clearly prepared and do not want people to recognize them."

These words flew through Hu Pingtao's brain like lightning.

As if waking up from a dream, he opened his mouth and yelled out, "...a woman disguised as a man...disguising...props...wait, I seem to understand."

Several people looked at him one after another, even Zhang Yixuan threw away the stockings he was tearing and walked over.

Wang Xiongjie asked sharply: "Xiaohu, what did you think of?"

"Alibi!" Hu Pingtao said excitedly, "Team Wang, of all the alibi we investigated, only Wang Yongchang missed it."

According to the normal procedure, everyone in Zhang Hongxia's circle of relatives and friends made an alibi.

Zhang's father and Zhang's mother did aerobics that night and returned home after ten o'clock, as evidenced by the community's access monitoring.

Zhang Hongchao went out to drink with friends that night, and there were four witnesses.

As for Zhang Hongxia's colleagues, they also have witnesses, indicating that they were not at the scene of the crime.

The only exception is Wang Yongchang.

He claimed that he was drawing on the work unit that afternoon and went back to the dormitory to rest at night.Although the reason is very good, but there is no proof.

Wang Xiongjie showed doubts: "Xiaohu, Wang Yongchang's physique is soft, not to mention the abdominal muscles, even the chest muscles can't be seen!"

Hu Pingtao quickly said: "Muscles can be disguised."

Wang Xiongjie wondered, "How do you pretend?"

"Plastic props, muscular camouflage suits, and homemade soft objects are all fine."

(End of this chapter)