Solving the case: The opening scene solved a major shooting case, and the boss Ji Jie

Tian Rui quietly approached Song An and whispered,"Teacher Song, what kind of person is this? He didn't pay for the car repair and complained about the mechanic scolding him. He is so shameless."

Song An smiled and asked the old director,"Excuse me, director, how far is the wire washing ditch from here?"

"Not far, just four or five kilometers out of town."

Song An nodded, and looked at Shi Damao's wife,"Sister-in-law, does your husband have a Xingfu 125 motorcycle?"

Sister Lan nodded,"Yes! The motorcycle is gone too. It must have been stolen by that bastard Song Laoer! Damn Song Laoer, he killed our Damao and drove away with our motorcycle!"

Song An looked at the old director,"Your town is at the junction of three provinces. Song Laoer's income from repairing cars should not be low, right?"

The old director said immediately,"He is the only auto repair shop in our town. He has made a lot of money over the years and bought a Great Wall pickup last year."

Song An thought for a moment, looked at Shi Damao's wife, and said,"Where was your husband in the morning?"

"He left at 10 o'clock. I asked him where he was going. Damao told me that he was going to find Song Laoer to pay back the money for repairing the motorcycle! Damn Song Laoer, our Damao paid back the money for your family, and you killed him and stole his motorcycle. Do you have any conscience?"

The peasant woman sobbed.

Song An and Ji Jie looked at each other, and both were speechless.

""Sister-in-law, please go back first. Song Lao Er should not be the murderer of your husband." Song An said

"Why? What right do you have to say that? Did you take money from Song Lao Er to speak well of him?

The woman refused to give in and yelled at the top of her lungs.

"You said your husband was giving money to Song Laoer. If he was giving money, why would Song Laoer kill him? Also, Song Laoer had a pickup truck at home. If he really wanted to kill someone, he should at least drive the truck and dump the body farther away, instead of dumping it in the drainage ditch several miles away from the police station."

"this........."

Shi Damao's wife was startled. She was confused by Song An's two questions. The old director hurried forward to persuade her and finally persuaded her to go home.

After sending Lan Dasao away, the old director turned around and looked at Ji Jie and Song An.

"Captain Ji, if Song Laoer's suspicion can really be ruled out, then who could be the person who killed Shi Damao?"

Song An shook his head,"What I said just now was just a common sense speculation, Song Laoer is still a suspect! There is too little evidence at present, we can only go out to find clues, we can't solve the case by staying in the house." Ji Jie nodded, and then assigned tasks. She and Tian Rui cooperated with the people from the local police station to investigate the scene first, and then investigate along the Xixian ditch, investigate several nearby villages, and look for suspicious persons.

As for Song An, Ji Jie gave him the maximum authority. As long as he could solve the case as soon as possible, he could go anywhere to investigate.

Before leaving, Song An asked the old director for photos of the deceased Shi Damao and the suspect Song Laoer.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, feeling still a little hungry, Song An came to a ramen restaurant in the town.

The noodle restaurant looked very popular, with many old people sitting around, chatting and gossiping while eating.

"Have you heard that Shi Damao, who was driving a motorcycle, was killed?" A bald old man said mysteriously. The old man sitting opposite him snorted coldly and knocked the pipe in his hand on the sole of his shoe.

The old man curled his lips and said,"I think it was probably done by Song Laoer! In the whole Wansui Town, he is the only green-headed and green-skinned guy!"

"I think so too. When Song Laoer was young, he had a fight with someone to steal his wife and broke several of the man's ribs. He was so cruel!"

Song An listened to the discussion of several old people. After eating ramen, he left five yuan and walked out of the store.

As soon as he walked to the street, Song An suddenly felt his scalp tingling. Out of professional inertia, Song An quickly turned around! When he turned around, he found that something suddenly fell from the roof of the guesthouse next to him and was falling rapidly!

""Be careful, get out of the way!"

Song An yelled at the crowd, and hugged a middle-aged man passing by, and rolled him on the ground like a rat rolling in an oil pan!

Bang!

The thing fell from the roof and landed on the ground with a loud crisp sound.

The crowd gathered around, pointing at the roof of the guesthouse and cursing!

It turned out to be a big stone pier, which weighed hundreds of pounds. If it hit a passerby's head, it would definitely smash the person's brain out.

"Thank you, big brother. If it weren't for you, I would be lying on the ground now."

The middle-aged man who was rescued by Song An was breathing heavily, looking at the stone pillar with lingering fear. He just brushed past the King of Hell!

Song An looked at the middle-aged man, with short hair, square face, mustache, and a very obvious old scar on his right cheek.

It was the suspect in the ditch murder case, Song Lao Er!

Song An remained calm, pulled up Song Lao Er, pointed to the upstairs and said,"Let's go up and take a look. Maybe the person who threw objects from a high altitude is still upstairs!"

"You son of a bitch, how dare you frame me!"

Song Lao Er walked in front, and the two of them climbed up the stairs of the guesthouse from the first floor to the fifth floor in one breath!

Song An carefully watched the corridors on each floor, but did not find any suspicious people.