The King of the City

The old man scavenger's expression became a little strange, and he defended: "How can there be so much attention, I think it doesn't matter if it is double or single, so I just bought it like that."

"Okay, tableware doesn't matter, then your stool, the iron nails on the wall, the clothes hanging on the iron nails, the light bulbs on the roof, your shoes, your socks, the odd pants in the closet, and your room How do you explain to me the 5 woven bags that are specially taken out to store waste?"

When Lin Chen said these words, he put away the ease and brought a sternness inside, and the tone became heavier.

The old scavenger fell silent for a few seconds. He said, "I don't know. Anyway, I buy things like that. The singular number you mentioned is just a coincidence."

"It's all just a coincidence?" Lin Chen smiled and said, "This coincidence is really a coincidence."

In addition to dozens of police officers at the scene, the surrounding residents have also surrounded a large group of people.

People living in this neighborhood have more or less seen this old man who lived in a simple house and made a living by scavenging.

"Is that old man the murderer?" said a woman holding a child. "I see the old man often. Tin is not easy and he is honest. How could he be the murderer of the bus stop murder case?"

Another woman also said, "What is OCD, what is this, why can't I understand it?"

"Hey, I don't know if it's really like what the old man said. The police are incompetent and can't catch the murderer, so they bully him as a lonely man."

The surrounding residents who were onlookers were talking, and their voices were heard by the police officers present.

The police are all understanding people, and they can hear that Lin Chen's analysis is very reasonable, but if you want to convict the old scavenger with a singular obsessive-compulsive disorder, it is unrealistic.

"Lin Chen, singular obsessive-compulsive disorder, can't be convicted... ¨々..." Zhang Tian'an put his mouth to Lin Chen's ear and whispered.

Deputy Bureau Sun and the others also heard it. After Lin Chen heard the words, he said to the old scavenger: "Old man, you look very thin, may I ask how strong you are?"

The old scavenger said, "Don't you know? The last time I couldn't lift a bag of rusted steel bars, you came to help me."

"Is it true that I can't lift it, or did I deliberately pretend to see the police uniform on Zhang Tiannan's body?" Lin Chen asked with a smile.

"I didn't pretend." The old man looked very angry, and his body trembled with anger.

"You lied."

Lin Chen shook his head and said, "After I suspected you, I went to the nearby waste recycling station. There is such a recycling station nearby. I think the waste you picked up should be sold there. ."

"I found the boss and asked you. The boss really knew you. I asked him what was strange about you. The boss said no, and then he suddenly told me that you look weak, but you are very strong."

"When you went to the recycling station to sell something a few months ago, another scavenger used a tricycle with a lot of scraps. His tricycle was loaded with a lot of scrap iron. The entrance to the recycling station was downhill. The brakes of the tricycle didn't work and it went downhill."

"You rushed over and grabbed the tricycle with both hands, and one person pulled the car back."

"The boss looked at the weight of the thing in the car afterwards, and even he had to use a lot of energy to pull it back, but you, the skinny old man, did it, so he remembers what happened that time. very profound."

The old scavenger's pupils suddenly shrank again, his lips and lips trembled, and then he regained his calm.

After Zhang Tianan heard the words, he frowned and asked, "When did you go to the waste recycling station, didn't I follow you all the time?"

Lin Chen said: "Yesterday I took you and Xia Miaoyan to the supermarket to buy things for my uncle. After you entered the supermarket, I drove to the waste recycling station. The waste recycling station is only a few minutes away from the supermarket. When you came out, I was already back."

"You..." Zhang Tianan said, "Why didn't you say that at the time, ask me to go with you."

"It's the same whether you go or not." Lin Chen said.

After finishing speaking, Lin Chen asked the old scavenger and said, "Old man, why do you lie about strength? Give me an explanation."

The old man scavenger lowered his old eyes, stared at the ground, and said, "A murderer must have a lot of strength to kill people. I really am not a murderer. Seeing that you are going to wrong me, I will lie."

"Haha." Lin Chen smiled: "This explanation is perfunctory. It should be that I didn't give you enough time, and you didn't think of a better explanation."

"I'm telling the truth, I'm not the murderer, don't you wrong me, this old man, okay?" The old man said angrily.

"Well, let's not mention this for the time being."

Lin Chen nodded and said, "The murderer wants to blame Qi Hongyuan. Knowing that he has a cap and a black coat in his room, the murderer must have entered Qi Hongyuan's room."

"Old man, you said that you and Qi Hongyuan only see each other often. Let me ask you, have you been to his room?"

After hearing this, the old man pursed his lips, his eyes flickered, and said, "I've been there."

Seeing this, Lin Chen said, "Old man, when you said the word "I've been there", you hesitated for 0.5 seconds. Before this 0.5 seconds, your lips were pursed and you said 'no'. When a word is used, the word 'no' will cause the lips to purse slightly, and then say no."

"When most people say 'going' in Mandarin, the word 'go' will make people snort slightly."

"0.5 seconds ago, you wanted to say no, but you went, afraid that I would prove that you lied again, so you paused for 0.5 seconds, and then replaced 'no' with 'have been'."

The old scavenger frowned and said, "I want to say no, but not to lie, but (okay) I remember that I have been there before."

Lin Chen looked at Deputy Bureau Sun and said, "Old Sun, let Qi Hongyuan get out of the car."

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PS: Brothers, let me say something from my heart.

Since it was put on the shelves, my update speed is not fast. I understand that many readers want me to update quickly and update more.

But this kind of reasoning is really not that easy to write, it needs to be rigorous, and I have to think about it myself, and sometimes my brain is about to explode when I think about the plot.

I also understand the truth of more and more. If there are fewer updates, some readers will not read it, or gain weight.

I am very afraid of this, but it is really unpleasant to write under the condition of ensuring the quality, so I repeatedly ask for automatic subscription.

Because I feel that with automatic subscriptions, even if I update slowly, those readers who subscribe automatically will never leave.

This is the fifth update today. I will try my best to update everyone and bring a better plot. Thank you brothers. .

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