I am a super cop

Chapter 428 It is not clear whether he is a real welcome or a fake welcome

The scene suddenly fell silent...

Lu Weiwei didn't speak.

Officer Wang did not speak.

Gu Chen didn't speak either.

Everyone looked at Zhang Wenqing with the same strange eyes, which made Zhang Wenqing very uncomfortable.

Or some scalp numbness.

The eyes of the three policemen seemed to be staring at him in an interrogating manner, and Zhang Wenqing seemed to know this very well.

So he quickly smiled and said: "Police...comrade policeman, look...haven't I been paying attention to the case you mentioned before? After all, she, Zhang Xiaomei, was involved in 9 kidnapping cases of children. A part of it, we should always pay attention to it.”

"Before, in our Weibo circle of friends in Jiangnan City, there were people looking for 'Aunt Mei' everywhere. To be honest, as the leadership of the village committee, everyone felt embarrassed."

"After all, good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles. Before, everyone envied Zhang Xiaomei to do business in other places and made some money. Now the villagers heard that Zhang Xiaomei was engaged in child trafficking. Everyone hated her to the bone. .”

"But now, you suddenly say that Zhang Xiaomei is dead. This...I don't understand it at all. How did she die? How did she die?"

"I was pierced through the chest by a sharp weapon, and died of excessive blood loss." Gu Chen told him the cause of Zhang Xiaomei's death directly.

Zhang Wenqing was also taken aback: "Assassinated?"

"Yes, he was assassinated, and he was assassinated by an acquaintance." Lu Weiwei hurriedly added Gu Chen's words, still staring at Zhang Wenqing.

Also aware that the gaze from the police was a bit scary, Zhang Wenqing quickly withdrew his gaze and said, "Impossible? An acquaintance assassinated her? She Zhang Xiaomei has always been a loner, who would kill her?"

"I'm going to ask you, Mr. Zhang Wenqing." Gu Chen's casual words made Zhang Wenqing tremble again.

"Police...Comrade policeman, you...you don't suspect that the murderer who killed Zhang Xiaomei was from Zhangjia Village, right?"

It was also because the atmosphere was weird, so Zhang Wenqing naturally related the situation to this point.

Lu Weiwei also smiled: "To be honest, we really think so."

"Haha." Zhang Wenqing also couldn't help laughing twice, and said, "You police really know how to joke. Zhang Xiaomei usually has very little communication with our Zhangjia Village people. Although there were some style problems before, they are all over. Get your hands on her..."

While Zhang Wenqing was expressing his opinion, on the other hand, Gu Chen had already put the notebook on the table and turned on the law enforcement recorder he carried with him.

In this way, Zhang Wenqing quickly realized that the police were going to question him.

"Zhang Wenqing, how tall are you?" Gu Chen took out a writing pen and asked him suddenly.

Also stupefied by Gu Chen's question, Zhang Wenqing blinked, and then regained his composure: "I...I'm 181, what...what's wrong?"

"Do you usually dress like this?" Gu Chen asked again.

Zhang Wenqing looked at the casual attire on his body, and said in a vague way: "If you don't wear it like this, how should you wear it?"

"What we mean is, do you have the habit of wearing leather jackets?" Lu Weiwei asked Gu Chen directly, she didn't like being too tactful.

Zhang Wenqing was also taken aback, and finally said: "After hearing what you said, I do remember that I have a leather jacket."

"Two days ago, were you wearing that leather jacket?" Gu Chen raised his head, his eyes fixed on his eyes.

This made Zhang Wenqing very uncomfortable. He quickly looked away and said, "Yes... yes, I was indeed wearing a leather jacket two days ago. Is this also a problem?"

"Of course it's okay to wear a leather jacket, but the murderer who killed Zhang Xiaomei was wearing a leather jacket two days ago." While speaking, Gu Chen took the hand-drawn drawing he had drawn based on the statement of the eyewitness Lao Bai. In front of Zhang Wenqing, he said, "Look for yourself."

Zhang Wenqing didn't think too much about it. He was a little flustered by the police questioning, so he quickly checked it carefully.

In the image, the man wearing a leather jacket with a figure quite similar to himself surprised Zhang Wenqing.

He quickly raised his head and asked Gu Chen: "Police...Comrade policeman, where did you get this painting from?"

"A witness saw it." Gu Chen said.

"Witnesses saw it?" Zhang Wenqing's face darkened, and he said lightly: "Witnesses saw it, so can your police draw this picture?"

Zhang Wenqing couldn't believe it anyway, so he said directly: "Just a picture, or an eyewitness's dictation, can it be used as evidence?"

"Zhang Wenqing." Seeing Zhang Wenqing's disbelief, Lu Weiwei smiled and said, "Don't be convinced, I, Junior Brother Gu, is the most talented draftsman in our Furong branch, and simulation drawing is his specialty."

After a pause, looking at Zhang Wenqing's pensive look, Lu Weiwei said again: "How did the police know what 'Aunt Mei' Zhang Xiaomei looks like?"

Zhang Wenqing shook his head: "You...how did you find out?"

"It's me, Junior Brother Gu. Based on the victim's oral statement and the simulated drawing based on the character's characteristics, he has never seen Zhang Xiaomei's appearance, but he can draw Zhang Xiaomei's manuscript based on the main characteristics."

"That's why the manuscript in the Weibo circle of friends was written by my junior brother Gu."

It was also after hearing Lu Weiwei's words that Zhang Wenqing realized that the young policeman in front of him was actually a master of painting?
"So, do you still have doubts about our hand-painted drawing?" Lu Weiwei asked.

Zhang Wenqing quickly waved his hand: "No...no, since this comrade policeman is a master at drawing, then I have nothing to say."

Gu Chen pointed to the man circled with a pen in the picture and said, "Look for yourself, is this man you?"

Also startled, Zhang Wenqing quickly waved his hands: "It's definitely not me. I've never met Zhang Xiaomei before. How could this man be me?"

"That's good." Gu Chen didn't bother him, and asked again: "The time of Zhang Xiaomei's death was between 7:9 and [-]:[-] two nights ago. Where are you at this time?"

"Two days ago?" Zhang Wenqing crossed his hands, resting his chin with one hand, and said, "Two nights ago? By the way, two nights ago, Ah Zhong from the village and I were the one who called me outside the door just now." , I’m watching TV with him at my house.”

"Watching TV?" Lu Weiwei expressed disbelief.

Zhang Wenqing affirmed: "That's right, I asked him to come to my house that night. We drank together and watched variety shows together. We were together the whole night."

Seeing that the three of them hesitated, Zhang Wenqing said again: "If you don't believe me, you can ask Ah Zhong to come over and ask, see if it's the same as what I said?"

Without further ado, Gu Chen said directly, "Call him immediately and bring him back."

Ten minutes later, the fat man driving the pickup truck parked the car outside the gate of the village committee, and hurried back to the office.

Seeing the three policemen and Zhang Wenqing sitting there, the fat man couldn't help being taken aback, and hurriedly asked Zhang Wenqing next to him, "Wenqing, you called me back in such a hurry, what happened?"

"Ah Zhong." Seeing the fat man coming back, Zhang Wenqing said to him in a very low voice, "Zhang Xiaomei is dead, she was stabbed to death with a knife."

"What?" It was exactly the same as Zhang Wenqing's reaction just now. After hearing that Zhang Xiaomei was stabbed to death, the fat man's expression was surprisingly ugly: "She...why did she die? Didn't the circle of friends look for her before?" ?”

"I don't know." Zhang Wenqing looked innocent, and then said: "Now the police comrades have restored a hand-drawn drawing based on the witnesses at the time. The suspected perpetrator is very similar to me, so they now If you doubt me, you have to testify against me."

"You?" The fat man was also dumbfounded: "How...how could it be you? Also, how can I testify to you?"

"Just two days ago, on that night two days ago, did I drink with you? Also, were we watching a live variety show that night? Just think about it that night."

Zhang Wenqing also looked aggrieved, and hurriedly sought the fat man Ah Zhong to testify.

It was also to prevent the fat man Ah Zhong from being overly guided by Zhang Wenqing, so Gu Chen directly interrupted, "Your name is Ah Zhong?"

"Yes." The fat man said.

"What's your full name?" Gu Chen asked again.

"Zhang Wenzhong."

"How old is it? Report your ID number."

"Oh, I'm 37 this year, and my ID number is..."

After a few small questions, Ah Zhong quickly recovered from the hasty state just now.

Gu Chen pointed to an empty stool beside him and said, "Sit there first, I have something to ask you."

"Okay." Zhang Wenzhong also nodded, and quickly sat down on the stool.

"Did you drink at Zhang Wenqing's house two nights ago?" Gu Chen asked.

Zhang Wenzhong nodded: "Yes... yes, we were drinking."

"What time is it?" Gu Chen asked again.

"Probably..." Zhang Wenzhong suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and stammered: "I probably don't remember this, who would keep track of the time? Anyway, it's night."

Gu Chen turned to the latest page of the notebook, turned around and asked Zhang Wenqing: "Zhang Wenzhong didn't even know when he was drinking with you that night, so how can he prove your previous statement?"

"This..." Zhang Wenqing was suddenly asked stupidly by Gu Chen, but he quickly realized and said hurriedly: "By the way, that night, there happened to be a live broadcast of a variety show party, which was an annual carnival party on a short video platform , the TV station has a live broadcast."

"A lot of celebrities and Internet celebrities came to the stage to sing that night. We also have a local Internet celebrity in Jiangnan City who went up and sang two songs. I was bragging with Ah Zhong at the time. Two years ago, being an Internet celebrity was not very popular. When we were famous, we had dinner together, if you don't believe me, you can ask Ah Zhong."

Zhang Wenqing set his sights on Zhang Wenzhong again.

The fat man Zhang Wenzhong scratched his head and recalled: "Yes, that night, there was indeed a live broadcast of this program. The Internet celebrity in our Jiangnan City is a pretty girl."

"At that time, Wenqing was still bragging to me, saying that he had dinner with this Internet celebrity a few years ago, but he said that he couldn't be popular, and now he was beaten in the face. I remember talking about this, and that female Internet celebrity was indeed there. There were two songs sung on stage."

Lu Weiwei quickly searched for relevant information on her mobile phone, nodded and said: "That's right, two days ago, this short video of the annual carnival party did indeed cooperate with a provincial TV program to live broadcast the party together."

"And our local Internet celebrity in Jiangnan City has indeed sung two songs on stage."

"What about the time?" Gu Chen hurriedly asked again.

After searching repeatedly, Lu Weiwei responded, "According to the program list, our local Internet celebrities in Jiangnan City should play around 8:20 p.m.."

The scene suddenly fell silent.

Gu Chen fell silent.

Officer Wang was also silent.

Everyone concluded that the murderer who killed Zhang Xiaomei was most likely Zhang Wenqing, an accountant of the Zhangjia Village Committee.

But now it seems that Zhang Wenqing did drink with Zhang Wenzhong at home that night.

After all, the TV show was broadcast live that night, and both of them could tell the content of the live broadcast.

In this way, Zhang Wenqing had evidence of his alibi that night.

"Are you sure you were with Zhang Wenqing that night? How long did you stay together from before the show started to the end?"

Lu Weiwei didn't want to give up, so she continued to ask Zhang Wenzhong.

Zhang Wenzhong said: "I remember that the two of us drank together before it was dark. I drank until late at night, and I was ready to leave in a daze. When I got home, it was already around midnight at night. I checked the time. , can’t be wrong.”

The place was surprisingly quiet again...

Seeing that his suspicion was ruled out, Zhang Wenqing said innocently, "Comrade policeman, did I say that I wasn't there? That night we both drank and watched the show all night, chatting and talking, and I never left the village at all. "

"Besides, you said that Zhang Xiaomei was murdered. Firstly, I have never seen Zhang Xiaomei. Secondly, after I drank, I was completely dizzy. How could I kill people? I just fell asleep in bed, okay?"

"Besides, even if I'm going to commit murder and she, Zhang Xiaomei, is not in the village, it will take time for me to go to the place where she died, right? Do you think it's possible in terms of time?"

Also being asked a series of questions by Zhang Wenqing, Lu Weiwei was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly asked Gu Chen, "It seems that this murderer is really not Zhang Wenqing."

"Since it's not Zhang Wenqing, maybe it's someone else in their village." Officer Wang still wanted to insist.

After all, it can be deduced that the murderer who killed Zhang Xiaomei was most likely committed by an acquaintance, so Officer Wang still believed that the murderer might be a member of Zhangjia Village.

Zhang Wenqing was also taken aback, and asked Police Officer Wang curiously: "You mean..."

"That's right, who else in your village is over 180 tall and has a body shape similar to yours?"

"This... really not." Zhang Wenqing responded very straightforwardly: "The average height of people in our village is not tall. There are some people who are over 180 tall, but there are very few people who are similar to me in size, and most of them are fat."

"That is to say, apart from you, there is no other man with the figure in the portrait in the village?" Gu Chen asked.

"Yes?" Zhang Wenqing was very sure.

The fat man Zhang Wenzhong also affirmed: "Yes, I can testify that the murderer you are looking for is definitely not in our village. Even if he is an acquaintance, he must not be in our village."

Police Officer Wang is a little troubled...

Originally based on Gu Chen's hand-drawn drawings of the scene, Zhang Wenqing could be targeted very quickly.

But having said that, in fact, no one handles cases like this.

If you were an ordinary person, you might not be able to make a decision based on a hand-drawn drawing.

But Gu Chen is different. Gu Chen has a unique talent for drawing simulated characters.

It was precisely because he believed in Gu Chen's hand-drawn drawings that Police Officer Wang was able to confidently target Zhang Wenqing.

But now, if what the fat man Zhang Wenzhong said is true, then Zhang Wenqing has proof of his alibi.

Therefore, the only clue before was interrupted, which meant that the suspect had to be targeted again and found someone else.

But in this way, it is undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack.

The deceased Zhang Xiaomei did not leave any trace of the murderer, which shows that the murderer came prepared and eliminated the traces after the murder.

And Zhang Xiaomei is a solitary character. The clues in Zhangjiacun are interrupted, and new clues need to be found. It is almost a difficult Mathematical Olympiad problem in front of her.

Police Officer Wang gave a wry smile, stood up and said, "Mr. Zhang Wenqing, we are also investigating the murderer, so we must seriously investigate any suspects, so don't mind."

"Haha, where?" Zhang Wenqing didn't seem to care, and said with a faint smile: "It is our duty to cooperate with the police in handling the case. As long as I can prove my innocence, what if I am misunderstood? I don't care .”

"It's good that you can think so." Police Officer Wang also said with relief.

But now the problem arises, the murderer is not Zhang Wenqing, which means that his direction is wrong, if it is not Zhang Wenqing, what should be the next step to investigate?Officer Wang was a little embarrassed.

He looked at Gu Chen who had been staring at the notebook and pondering over and over again, and asked him, "Gu Chen, what do you think now?"

Gu Chen didn't speak, and continued to think while staring at the notebook.

This made Police Officer Wang a little embarrassed, so he smiled and said, "As my partner, I usually forget myself when I study."

"Haha, the police comrades are serious and careful in their work, which is worth learning from." Zhang Wenqing also smiled, with the same enthusiasm as before.

At this moment, Gu Chen suddenly looked up at him, and hurriedly said, "Mr. Zhang Wenqing, can you take us to your house?"

"What?" Zhang Wenqing didn't expect Gu Chen to say that suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, and then replied weakly: "You...you want to go to my house?"

"Yes!" Gu Chen closed the notebook directly, stood up and said, "I need to go to your home to check the situation, and please cooperate with Mr. Zhang Wenqing."

Seeing that Gu Chen had an idea, Lu Weiwei knew that Gu Chen might have a new discovery, so she immediately followed suit: "Yes, Mr. Zhang Wenqing, is it convenient for me to take us to your house for a visit?"

"Huan... welcome, of course you are welcome."

At this moment, Zhang Wenqing had a forced smile on his face, and it was not clear whether he was really welcome or fake.

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(End of this chapter)