A black-bellied ex-husband seduces his wife

Chapter 492 Murder in the Secret Room ([-])
Nan Zhan stretched out his arms to stop Lian Yang, and said in a deep voice, "Qin Yong is not the murderer, he is just an accomplice."

"What?" Lian Yang looked at him in shock, and the others also showed surprised expressions, "He is not a murderer, so why did he come to steal evidence? Isn't he afraid of guilty conscience?"

Nan Zhan said unhurriedly: "He just came to steal evidence for the murderer and wanted to hide it for the murderer."

The crowd made incredible noises again.

Nan Zhan looked at Qin Yong who was still very calm with his head down: "Butler Qin, this is what you're looking for, right?"

He held an evidence bag in his hand, which contained a golden doorknob. It was the doorknob of the door where Han Feiyi was found murdered, and it was deformed by the hammer.

Qin Yong looked at the bag in his hand, but remained silent.

Nan Yu said: "Stubborn old man."

Nan Zhan handed the evidence bag to Jian Si who was behind him: "I'm sorry, there are no fingerprints on this handle at all. The murderer was very careful. He wore gloves when he committed the crime, and there were no fingerprints left anywhere, not to mention It's such a conspicuous handle that I'm only saying that to trick the accomplice out."

Qin Yong's mood fluctuated a little. It turned out that he had been fooled.

Nan Zhan first told everyone that the murderer could be found when the police arrived and obtained fingerprints, and then locked the evidence in the room,

At this time, Leng Shaoqing asked suspiciously: "I said Lawyer Nan Da, don't be a fool. Since this old man is not the murderer, who is the murderer?"

Looking at him, Nan Zhan slowly raised one arm, pointing straight at Leng Shaoqing: "You are the murderer."

"Me?" Leng Shaoqing pointed to himself, "Are you kidding me?"

Jian Si pushed Leng Shaoqing aside, "It's not you."

As soon as Leng Shaoqing stepped aside, he exposed the person standing behind him. The dark-skinned man looked over in surprise, "No, it's not me, I'm not the murderer."

"Feng Guang, is it really you?" Jian Si shook her head, unbelievable.

Feng Guang gave her the impression of honesty and honesty, how could he be a murderer, and in both cases, he had an alibi, and he didn't have the ability to avatar, how did he commit the crime.

"Mr. Nan, did you make a mistake, I didn't kill anyone, I never met Miss Han, Yuan Xiaoxian is my girlfriend, how could I harm them?" Feng Guang shook his head, "It's really not me. "

"Yes." Someone in the crowd wondered: "Didn't Feng Guang have an alibi when the crime happened? Besides, the rooms are locked from the inside, and the windows are also locked. He is not a ghost, so how could he come and go freely?" Besides, didn't that Yuan Xiaoxian leave a suicide note admitting that she killed him?"

"Well, it seems that you have no intention of admitting it yet, so I'll let everyone see how the murderer created an alibi for himself and completed a perfect secret room murder."

"Let's first see how Han Feiyi was killed by the murderer." Nan Zhan walked a few steps forward to the scene where Han Feiyi was killed.

"First of all, the murderer called or contacted the deceased through text messages. He invited the deceased to this room, and the deceased held the doorknob when he opened the door." Nan Zhan pointed to the physical evidence in Jane Si's hand, and Jane Si hurriedly held the doorknob. He handed him the hand: "Look, everyone, there are two scratch marks on the bottom of the doorknob, exposing the sharp edge of the iron sheet. What will happen if a human hand holds it?"

Jane Si said, "It will be scratched and bleed."

This man, like Leng Shaoqing, didn't learn well.

Be serious.

"Jane Si is right. If you hold your hand, it will be scratched by a sharp piece of iron. Here is the evidence." Nan Zhan pointed to a scene he had protected before: "Look, there are a few drops of blood here. It was covered by the debris that fell when the door was smashed, but it is not difficult to know after police identification that it is the blood of the deceased."

"The deceased scratched his hand here, but the wound was not big, and she didn't care." Nan Zhan covered his hand and walked in, "At this time, the deceased saw a piece of paper on the dressing table with the words written on it. It was probably written in red liquid, so the deceased immediately picked up the paper."

"The deceased became more and more frightened as she watched, and finally saw the incense burner on the dressing table. At that time, there was still a candle burning in it, so she kept on burning the paper with the flame on the candle, just like That's what I'm doing now."

Nan Zhan took out a piece of paper from his pocket and lit the already extinguished aromatherapy burner, and lit the paper like the dead.

The fire was burning hotter and hotter, and it was about to burn his hand, Jian Si couldn't help exclaiming: "Be careful."

Nan Zhan felt her concern and felt happy.

It's just that the fire didn't reach his hand, it disappeared suddenly at his fingertips.

Everyone exclaimed: "The paper is gone."

Nan Zhan explained: "When a piece of paper is ignited by fire, it will leave black ash after burning, but there is nothing at the scene, why?"

Jane thought for a while, and suddenly realized: "I know, the paper used for writing is that kind of magic paper, which may be added with phosphorus, so that it will not leave any traces after burning."

Nan Zhan nodded: "Jane Si is right. The writing paper is not only filled with phosphorus, but also covered with cyanide. The moment the deceased picked it up, his hands were covered with poison. The poison quickly spread throughout the body along the wound on her finger."

"If this is the case, cyanide should be detected on the deceased's hands, and the lipstick she used should also have the same cyanide, but there is none." Jian Chuan said puzzledly: "Could it be Did the deceased wash his hands?"

"As I said before, the words on the paper are probably written in blood, and the writing is very small, because the writing is too big, the deceased may not pick it up to read it, and when the deceased reads the letter, the hand may Even if she was not stained with the blood on it, she would still feel sick, so she washed her hands immediately after burning that piece of paper." Nan Zhan pointed to the chair that fell on the ground, "The deceased was restless. Sitting here, thinking of a solution while putting on lipstick, in the end... died of poison."

"Let me explain the mobile phone that fell out of the window. At that time, the deceased received a message to come to the appointment. She probably didn't know who was asking her, so she met the murderer in the corridor. Moving fireworks, pretending to accidentally touch the deceased’s handbag, and then took her mobile phone from it without the deceased noticing. Then the deceased entered the room, because he saw the blood letter and did not notice the loss of the mobile phone, while we What is the murderer doing at this time? He is busy making his alibi. The murderer calculated the time and knew that the deceased had already died of poison, so he deliberately shuttled through the crowd so that many people could see him, and then he He used the deceased’s mobile phone to send a message, and taking advantage of everyone’s unpreparedness, he threw the damaged mobile phone under the window from a distance, creating the illusion that the mobile phone was thrown by the deceased himself, and also confused the time of death.”

"That is to say: "The death time of the deceased is not after 8 minutes, but before 10 minutes. "

"Then what about the secret room." Leng Shaoqing asked puzzledly: "When we arrived here, the door was locked from the inside. How did the murderer do it?"

"No, it's just that we were misled. The door was not locked, but someone created the illusion of it being locked." Nan Zhan asked Leng Shaoqing: "Think carefully about the scene when the door was opened."

Leng Shaoqing is so smart. Although he doesn't understand these reasonings, he still points to the silent Qin Yong: "It's the old housekeeper."

Nan Zhan nodded: "The housekeeper came to open the door with a key. He deliberately said that the door was locked and could not be opened. Of course, we would not be suspicious, so we asked someone to break the lock forcibly. In this way, the illusion that the door was locked from the inside was successful. The truth is imprinted in our minds, but the reality is that the door is locked from the outside, not from the inside. Only the housekeeper has the key, and he is the one who pretends to be unable to open it. The evidence is the door lock, as long as it is sent to the technical department for a Inspection can know whether it is locked from the inside or from the outside."

Qin Yong was slightly moved, but still lowered his head.

"Sure enough, this old man killed someone." Someone shouted angrily.

"No, as I said, Qin Yong is not the murderer, he is just an accomplice, because after the murderer killed someone, he happened to pass by here. He opened the door and found the dead inside, so he locked the door without stopping."

"So that's it. Lawyer Nan is really amazing. He can reason out such a complicated way of killing people."

Nan Zhan looked at Feng Guang: "How about it, are you still going to admit it?"

Feng Guang shook his head: "Mr. Nan, your reasoning is wonderful, but do you have evidence to prove that I killed the man?"

"Okay, then let's take a look at how Yuan Xiaoxian was killed by the murderer."

The group came to Yuan Xiaoxian's room on the first floor again. Nan Zhan pushed the door open and did not enter in a hurry.

The room was pitch black, and it was almost impossible to see anything.

Someone with sharp eyes suddenly yelled: "There is a person standing on the table."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was stunned. Looking carefully, there was really a person standing on the table.

"Ah." The timid lady screamed.

"Don't be afraid, everyone, that's Nan Yu."

Nan Yu also said at this time: "Okay, that's fine."

"it is good."

Nan Yu stood on the table with a rope hanging from his head. At this moment, he suddenly turned on the lighter in his hand.

Soon, the rope he was holding on to suddenly went up, and then Nan Yu was dragged into the air, and under "struggling", he kicked down the table below.

Everyone watched in awe and did not dare to show it. The scene was so realistic, as if Nan Yu had really been hung up.

(End of this chapter)