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Chapter 73 The Girl Kidnapping Case 6
Chapter 73 The Girl Kidnapping Case 6
Keeping his eyes on the man with his head down, and following his every move closely, Qin Yu just watched so blatantly, his gaze of scrutiny was undisguised.
Feeling numb behind him from the scorching gaze, Chen Biao buried his head even lower.
"But if you really think so, why would you kidnap a dead child?" Ouyang spread his hands helplessly, cooperating with pressure both openly and secretly, and said in a deep tone, "In the end, it's just you who want revenge. "
Putting two small arms on the edge of the table, the soft voice continued to sound, "Let me guess, even if the child is not dead, it will be kidnapped and taken away by you."
"You just said that it is impossible to have your fingerprints on the child because you put on gloves in advance, but if you really want to save people, how can you have the time to wear gloves?"
Chen Biao, who was speechless, didn't want to explain at all. He turned his head and closed his eyes and began to fall asleep, looking extremely uncooperative.
Talk about another five dollars...
Ouyang pouted and turned his head to look at the man beside him, his big eyes were full of inquiries.
Stretching out his hand to touch her little head, Qin Yu gestured silently and stood up first.
Seeing the two people coming out from the inside, Fu Xiaocong, who was holding a pile of documents, hurried up to him, but he couldn't stand still, "Captain Qin, Qiu Shiyong and his wife already know about it."
"They ran to the forensic room and were stopped by brother Yan so they didn't destroy the body and almost hurt sister Xin."
"It seems that the identity of the child can be determined," Ouyang couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, and sighed melancholy, "Is Miss Xin okay?"
Shaking his head, Fu Xiaocong was a little undecided, "Captain Qin, I have ordered the trace inspection department to go to the scene according to your wishes, but..."
"But you can't be sure whether what Chen Biao said is true," Ouyang replied first, still not very excited, closed his eyes and said some cruel facts, "What he said should be true."
"Isn't it?"
"It's true," Qin Yu affirmed, "Whether it's from the photos taken or what we saw, there were indeed traces of mud on the victim's body, and when we found the body, the body had softened and the rigors had completely eased."
"The time of death has exceeded 24 hours. Judging from the time, it cannot be Chen Biao's hands."
Touching his chin with his little hand and thinking, his brows never loosened. Ouyang hesitated, "In this way, the murderer is obviously the man and woman that Chen Biao has seen."
"But the night was dark and windy, and he was so nervous, he probably couldn't see the murderer's face clearly."
"It doesn't matter if you can't see clearly, as long as the voice is familiar." Qin Yu sneered, explaining to the little girl who didn't quite understand, and guided, intentionally or unintentionally, "Ouyang, do you still remember why Chen Biao said he ran to Went to the suburbs?"
"He is not familiar with the route and has no money," Ouyang suddenly understood with a flash of inspiration in his mind, and clapped his hands fiercely, "The murderer must be an acquaintance."
The small face was full of determination, "The deceased Zhenzhen was only six or seven years old, and there was no way she had any enemies. According to Qiu Shiyong and his wife, Zhenzhen is usually very well-behaved and sensible, and she would never do anything to go with a stranger. "
"The only people who can take Zhenzhen away from home are people he knows."
Hearing what she said, Fu Xiaocong quickly reflected on it, and continued, "The life circle of children will not be very large, at most it is near the school and the community where they live."
"The murderer must live there too!"
As if he suddenly remembered something, his shoulders drooped, and his voice was a little frustrated, "It's a pity that there is no surveillance camera in the area near what Chen Biao said, otherwise we would have found the suspect soon."
Reaching out and patting him on the shoulder, Ouyang encouraged, "Ollie! Give it a try!"
"Ouyang," Qin Yu looked helplessly at the little girl who relieved the atmosphere, and said, "You go to the two of them and continue to put pressure on Chen Biao, trying to break his psychological defense earlier."
"There is also Qiu Shiyong. Ask carefully. I will go to the suburbs to see if there are any useful clues."
While withdrawing his little hand, he made an OK gesture, Ouyang blinked his eyes, "Yes, sir!"
~~~~~~I am the plot dividing line~~~~~~
The sound of mournful sobs kept ringing in the room. It sounded so uncomfortable that it made one's liver and gallbladder split, and it was like knocking over a five-flavored bottle in his heart.
Zhenzhen's mother collapsed and slumped on the sofa, her eyes were swollen like walnuts, and her originally delicate face suddenly became old.
Holding a small piece of clothing in her hand, hugging it tightly, as if it was her life, and whispering in pain, "Zhenzhen, my Zhenzhen"
Qiu Shiyong, who was sitting beside him, also had red eyes. He had obviously cried. The man who had always been upright was also in pain, with his shoulders drooping, and he silently looked at a corner without saying a word.
Putting two cups of hot water on the coffee table in front of them, Ouyang felt uncomfortable seeing the two of them. He sat opposite them and said calmly, "My father is also a policeman."
"Senior Qiu may still know him. His name is Ou Xucheng, and he is an anti-narcotics policeman." Big eyes gently looked at the man across from him. Those criminals retaliated."
"It's for Dad to work with peace of mind."
There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and the dimple on his left cheek was exposed, and his voice was soft, "But I'm not sad at all, because my father is a great hero."
As if he understood what the little girl meant, Qiu Shiyong showed a wry smile, and kept pressing his rough hands, his attitude depressed, "I understand, but I just feel that it's all my fault."
"If I hadn't been a policeman, Zhenzhen wouldn't have been kidnapped, let alone..."
The voice became smaller and smaller, gradually covered by sobs, Dou Da's tears rolled down his eyes uncontrollably, "I, I'm sorry Zhenzhen."
"It's not your fault." Ouyang took out two tissues and handed them over, his tone calm, "Zhenzhen was not killed by Chen Biao, but someone else."
"What!" Qiu Shiyong was shocked all of a sudden, stood up abruptly, emotionally, "Who is it! Who is it!"
"Who killed my Zhenzhen! I will kill him!"
"Shiyong Shiyong, don't be like this," Zhenzhen's mother grabbed his hand in panic, "Calm down, calm down."
Sitting up straight, Ouyang waved his hand at the man to signal him to sit down, his small face was full of seriousness, "I didn't lie to you, the murderer is indeed not Chen Biao, so I hope you can answer my question as much as possible. "
"Senior Qiu, you used to be a policeman. You understand the importance of testimony. In order to catch the murderer as soon as possible, and let the child rest in peace, please cooperate with my work."
(End of this chapter)
Keeping his eyes on the man with his head down, and following his every move closely, Qin Yu just watched so blatantly, his gaze of scrutiny was undisguised.
Feeling numb behind him from the scorching gaze, Chen Biao buried his head even lower.
"But if you really think so, why would you kidnap a dead child?" Ouyang spread his hands helplessly, cooperating with pressure both openly and secretly, and said in a deep tone, "In the end, it's just you who want revenge. "
Putting two small arms on the edge of the table, the soft voice continued to sound, "Let me guess, even if the child is not dead, it will be kidnapped and taken away by you."
"You just said that it is impossible to have your fingerprints on the child because you put on gloves in advance, but if you really want to save people, how can you have the time to wear gloves?"
Chen Biao, who was speechless, didn't want to explain at all. He turned his head and closed his eyes and began to fall asleep, looking extremely uncooperative.
Talk about another five dollars...
Ouyang pouted and turned his head to look at the man beside him, his big eyes were full of inquiries.
Stretching out his hand to touch her little head, Qin Yu gestured silently and stood up first.
Seeing the two people coming out from the inside, Fu Xiaocong, who was holding a pile of documents, hurried up to him, but he couldn't stand still, "Captain Qin, Qiu Shiyong and his wife already know about it."
"They ran to the forensic room and were stopped by brother Yan so they didn't destroy the body and almost hurt sister Xin."
"It seems that the identity of the child can be determined," Ouyang couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, and sighed melancholy, "Is Miss Xin okay?"
Shaking his head, Fu Xiaocong was a little undecided, "Captain Qin, I have ordered the trace inspection department to go to the scene according to your wishes, but..."
"But you can't be sure whether what Chen Biao said is true," Ouyang replied first, still not very excited, closed his eyes and said some cruel facts, "What he said should be true."
"Isn't it?"
"It's true," Qin Yu affirmed, "Whether it's from the photos taken or what we saw, there were indeed traces of mud on the victim's body, and when we found the body, the body had softened and the rigors had completely eased."
"The time of death has exceeded 24 hours. Judging from the time, it cannot be Chen Biao's hands."
Touching his chin with his little hand and thinking, his brows never loosened. Ouyang hesitated, "In this way, the murderer is obviously the man and woman that Chen Biao has seen."
"But the night was dark and windy, and he was so nervous, he probably couldn't see the murderer's face clearly."
"It doesn't matter if you can't see clearly, as long as the voice is familiar." Qin Yu sneered, explaining to the little girl who didn't quite understand, and guided, intentionally or unintentionally, "Ouyang, do you still remember why Chen Biao said he ran to Went to the suburbs?"
"He is not familiar with the route and has no money," Ouyang suddenly understood with a flash of inspiration in his mind, and clapped his hands fiercely, "The murderer must be an acquaintance."
The small face was full of determination, "The deceased Zhenzhen was only six or seven years old, and there was no way she had any enemies. According to Qiu Shiyong and his wife, Zhenzhen is usually very well-behaved and sensible, and she would never do anything to go with a stranger. "
"The only people who can take Zhenzhen away from home are people he knows."
Hearing what she said, Fu Xiaocong quickly reflected on it, and continued, "The life circle of children will not be very large, at most it is near the school and the community where they live."
"The murderer must live there too!"
As if he suddenly remembered something, his shoulders drooped, and his voice was a little frustrated, "It's a pity that there is no surveillance camera in the area near what Chen Biao said, otherwise we would have found the suspect soon."
Reaching out and patting him on the shoulder, Ouyang encouraged, "Ollie! Give it a try!"
"Ouyang," Qin Yu looked helplessly at the little girl who relieved the atmosphere, and said, "You go to the two of them and continue to put pressure on Chen Biao, trying to break his psychological defense earlier."
"There is also Qiu Shiyong. Ask carefully. I will go to the suburbs to see if there are any useful clues."
While withdrawing his little hand, he made an OK gesture, Ouyang blinked his eyes, "Yes, sir!"
~~~~~~I am the plot dividing line~~~~~~
The sound of mournful sobs kept ringing in the room. It sounded so uncomfortable that it made one's liver and gallbladder split, and it was like knocking over a five-flavored bottle in his heart.
Zhenzhen's mother collapsed and slumped on the sofa, her eyes were swollen like walnuts, and her originally delicate face suddenly became old.
Holding a small piece of clothing in her hand, hugging it tightly, as if it was her life, and whispering in pain, "Zhenzhen, my Zhenzhen"
Qiu Shiyong, who was sitting beside him, also had red eyes. He had obviously cried. The man who had always been upright was also in pain, with his shoulders drooping, and he silently looked at a corner without saying a word.
Putting two cups of hot water on the coffee table in front of them, Ouyang felt uncomfortable seeing the two of them. He sat opposite them and said calmly, "My father is also a policeman."
"Senior Qiu may still know him. His name is Ou Xucheng, and he is an anti-narcotics policeman." Big eyes gently looked at the man across from him. Those criminals retaliated."
"It's for Dad to work with peace of mind."
There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and the dimple on his left cheek was exposed, and his voice was soft, "But I'm not sad at all, because my father is a great hero."
As if he understood what the little girl meant, Qiu Shiyong showed a wry smile, and kept pressing his rough hands, his attitude depressed, "I understand, but I just feel that it's all my fault."
"If I hadn't been a policeman, Zhenzhen wouldn't have been kidnapped, let alone..."
The voice became smaller and smaller, gradually covered by sobs, Dou Da's tears rolled down his eyes uncontrollably, "I, I'm sorry Zhenzhen."
"It's not your fault." Ouyang took out two tissues and handed them over, his tone calm, "Zhenzhen was not killed by Chen Biao, but someone else."
"What!" Qiu Shiyong was shocked all of a sudden, stood up abruptly, emotionally, "Who is it! Who is it!"
"Who killed my Zhenzhen! I will kill him!"
"Shiyong Shiyong, don't be like this," Zhenzhen's mother grabbed his hand in panic, "Calm down, calm down."
Sitting up straight, Ouyang waved his hand at the man to signal him to sit down, his small face was full of seriousness, "I didn't lie to you, the murderer is indeed not Chen Biao, so I hope you can answer my question as much as possible. "
"Senior Qiu, you used to be a policeman. You understand the importance of testimony. In order to catch the murderer as soon as possible, and let the child rest in peace, please cooperate with my work."
(End of this chapter)
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