Solving the Case: My Teacher is Ji Jie

"It was five or six o'clock yesterday afternoon. We played chess for the whole afternoon yesterday afternoon, and he left at six o'clock." "No, I also asked him to play chess this morning." "Who would have thought..."

"It will be like this."

"I was still wondering at the time. After calling in the yard for a long time, this Li Doojin didn't show up." "I thought he was still sleeping." "It turns out!"

"I walked into his house and saw it! There is blood on the ground."

"Lao Li was also lying in blood, but it scared me so much that I was ready to notify 120."

"As a result, I saw the spots that appear after someone dies, so I'll call you right away." "That's basically it." The uncle who reported the case nodded affirmatively.

"Does the deceased have any enemies?" Qin Feng asked as usual. "What kind of enemy can he have." The reporter couldn't help but smile.

"A retired teacher, who came back after retirement, renovated the old house left by his parents and moved in." "In the past seven or eight years, I usually play chess with us, and I don't deal with other people very much, you say Say." "How could such a person have any enemies." "Oh! Then does he have any family?"

Everyone asked while wearing shoe covers and gloves at the door. "Well, I want to talk about my relatives." The uncle who reported the case blinked quickly.

"I still know his parents. They died a long time ago. He said that his wife died of illness, and there is only one daughter left." "Speaking of which, Lao Li's daughter is really good."

"Occasionally, when it's not even the New Year or the festival, I'll look at Lao Li with something." "Think about my son, who always asks for money when he comes back. I'd have known earlier..." "Hi, uncle, Off topic."

Zeng Keqiang made a gesture for the uncle to stop, and took the lead in walking in.

... o the crowd entered one after another.

After entering.

Qin Feng's eyes were placed on the corpse lying in the corner.

After looking at it for a moment, Qin Feng said loudly.

"The time of death was around five o'clock this morning."

"The cause of death, according to the preliminary judgment, was a throat slit, but there were also five stab wounds in his mouth." "The exact cause of death requires further autopsy."

"Although the deceased was in his early sixties, his body was still quite healthy, and there were no obvious battle scars on his body." "It should have been done by a young man."

"That's all." Qin Feng stood up from the squatting position and said. "Well, hard work."

Zeng Keqiang nodded with a small notebook in his hand.

after a few seconds.

Zeng Keqiang smiled and waved at everyone, "Hey, come here, guess what I found?" "What?" Everyone was unmoved.

He just moved his mouth, but his feet didn't move.

"Hey, I don't have a sense of accomplishment. Well, it's the phone number of the deceased Li Doojin's daughter." "I'll call her first to find out the situation."

After all, Zeng Keqiang took out his mobile phone and dialed the small address book. "Hey, Li Doojin's daughter, right? Do you know where your father lives?" "Yes, then come over quickly." "Your father has an accident."

"What's the matter? You were killed, come over quickly, I may need to check with you about the situation." "Complete!" Zeng Keqiang smiled and put away his phone, "Within half an hour, the deceased's daughter will come over." How is it? My discovery is very important, isn't it?" "Yes."

"However, Dazeng, I seem to have found a more precious clue here." Xi.

Chapter 138 Two Women

Ji Jie's voice immediately attracted everyone's attention.

I saw that Ji Jie was holding a stamp album in his hand.

There are various stamps on it.

Do not!

strictly speaking.

Not satisfied!

Look at the distribution of stamps above.

One stamp is missing.

But Qin Feng didn't have time to think about it.

I was attracted by a black spot on the stamp album. "Huh? Master, is this?"

Approaching, taking a closer look, Qin Feng couldn't help frowning, "Blood!" This is a drop of blood dripping in the middle of the stamp album.

But oddly enough.

There were no other bloodstains around.

"Master, when you saw this stamp album, was it closed?" Qin Feng confirmed. "yes!"

"That's worth pondering." Qin Feng smacked his lips, a smile appeared on his face. "Inside the stamp album, there is a drop of blood."

"This page just happens to be missing a stamp." "Why?"

"If it's the blood on the "Five Six Zero" dagger, one drop is a little too little." "This drop of blood is most likely the murderer's!" "Nosebleed?" came to a conclusion.

Qin Feng looked around.

"No trace of rummaging."

"The murderer's purpose is very clear, that is, he came here for a certain stamp on this stamp album."

Stand still.

Think for a moment.

Qin Feng immediately walked to the door again.

"Master, do you know what very valuable stamps Li Doojin has?" "Stamps?"

The informant was startled.

"He seems to like stamp collecting, and his pension basically bought stamps."

"But if you want to say which one is very valuable, we don't know that, and he has never shown it." "But..."

"It is also possible that there are very valuable ones." "Well, as the old saying goes, wealth is not revealed."

"Well, thank you uncle." Qin Feng nodded and walked back to the scene. "Even the neighbors don't know what valuable stamps he has. The murderer is probably a close person." Everyone looked at each other.

blurted out. "Her daughter?"

"There is such a possibility!" Qin Feng nodded, "There are two possibilities for the deceased to be free from any fighting injuries. One is that the opponent is very strong, and he has no way to resist." "The other, for the opponent, He didn't have any defenses." "When he was attacked." "He couldn't believe it." "Why?"

"When a relative of yours wants to kill you and attacks you, you will definitely not resist, but be puzzled, and your brain will be in a state of shutdown for a few seconds." "It only takes a few seconds, and the murderer will After a few knives, even if the victim wants to resist, he has no strength." "When his daughter comes over, it will be clear to ask."

"Even if she is not the murderer, at least we can know whether the victim has such a valuable stamp!" "So we can determine the motive of the other party!"

"That's the only way to go now." Zeng Keqiang nodded.

After half an hour.

A [-]-year-old, slightly fat woman walked into the courtyard. "I'm Li Ping, where is my father?"

"It's been pulled back to the bureau."

"Oh." Li Ping, the daughter of the deceased, responded lightly.

He looked very calm.

No grief.

Can't even see the slightest bit of sadness.

her performance.

The people who looked straight at each other looked at each other in dismay.

Could it be that she really killed people?

But even if she killed it, she should pretend to be sad, right?

Does it matter so much?

There must be a story here.

"Where were you at around five o'clock this morning?" Qin Feng asked the first question after secretly looking at the woman in front of him. "Five o'clock?"

Li Ping gave Qin Feng a white look, "Sleeping! Who gets up at five o'clock!" "Hi, but not necessarily."

"My dad started chuang after four o'clock."

"Going to bed as soon as it gets dark at eight o'clock every day, and getting up as early as a chicken in the morning has always been a habit." "Can anyone prove it?" Huang Tao asked aloud. "Can't prove it."

Li Ping shook her head, "I was sleeping during that time, who can help me prove it!"

There was anger in Li Ping's voice.

"I said you didn't mean to embarrass me, did you?"

"I still can't solve the case and want to put the crime on my head?" "Oh, it's just a routine inquiry."

Qin Feng smiled, "I'll ask you another question, does your father have any valuable stamps?" "Very valuable?" Li Ping frowned.

After a second, he nodded.The tone is also very positive, "Yes!"

"He has a stamp from over a hundred years ago."

"Shut up! Isn't that so? How did he get it?"

"According to him, it was thirty years ago. He and others went to the house of a family who used to be a concubine to a warlord, and he picked it up." "He cherished that stamp very much, and only showed it to me when he was a child. I looked at it twice, and when I grew up, I didn't even look at it." "That's it!"

Qin Feng just wanted to continue asking questions.

Suddenly I felt my arm being pulled down.

Turn your head to look.

It's the informant.

He also winked at himself.

Eighty percent of them have something to say to themselves.

Qin Feng immediately followed the reporter to a corner of the yard...

"Okay, say something."

"Okay, this woman is not Li Doojin's daughter!"

The reporter directly said something that made Qin Feng feel a little puzzled.He asked subconsciously. "She's not? Who is?" "I can't remember wrong."

"Li Doojin's daughter often brings things to see Li Doojin." "She's a thin, square-faced, pretty woman."