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"What are you doing?" From the beginning to now, Ye Qian has been frowning, as if she was trying to think about something, so I opened my mouth and asked.
"Don't interrupt!" Ye Qian nudged me with her arm impatiently.
"Brother Ming, have you seen the woven bags in that room? There is a little grip somewhere!" I began to change the topic.
Brother Ming gave us several pipes and gave each of us a cigarette, and then the four of us leaned against the car and started puffing away, leaving only Ye Qian sitting in the car. Judging from Brother Ming's silent expression, this case may be reaching a dead end.
"That's right! I remembered it!" Ye Qian shouted loudly in the car!
I was really frightened by her roar, so I lowered my head and looked into the car and said, "What did you remember?"
"Guoyuan Xiaowangzhuang, Yingshang District, Fuyang City!"
"What? You should tell me! What happened to Xiaowangzhuang!" I had the urge to pull Ye Qian out of the car.
"If I remember correctly, the registered residence of the janitor of Binhu Community was moved from here to our city. In other words, that should be the janitor's hometown!"
All interrogation materials of the criminal police team must record in detail all the identity information of the person being questioned, including current residence and registered residence. If it involves a murder case, it must also record whether the person being questioned has moved in or out of household registration. Therefore, we Only Ye Qian here can recall this detail.
"You mean that the woven bag used by the suspect to put the body parts might have been taken from the old gatekeeper?" I quickly understood what Ye Qian wanted to express.
¡°Yes, think about it, although the old man¡¯s registered permanent residence has moved to our city, if he still planted fruit trees in his hometown, he might have this kind of woven bag.¡±
¡°We just need to ask who borrowed the woven bag from him, then this person is the suspect?¡± Fat Lei made a concluding speech.
"Let's go home before it's light!" Brother Ming threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it hard with his foot, and said a little excitedly.
When we rushed to the security room again, it was already half past six in the afternoon. At this time in winter, night had fallen outside, and dazzling lights were on in the security room. Compared with during the day, the furnishings in the room were more visible at this time. It's clear at a glance.
"Uncle, we are here again!" Brother Ming stepped into the house.
"Anything else you want to ask?"
"I wonder if you are familiar with this bag?" Brother Ming placed a color photo of a woven bag in front of the uncle.
I saw the old man putting the reading glasses hanging around his neck on the bridge of his nose. He just glanced at it briefly and said, "Oh! Isn't this a soil bag?"
¡°The bag only says fertilizer. Uncle, can you tell at a glance that it is soil fertilizer (the common name for artificial fertilizer in Fuyang City)?¡± Brother Ming smiled slightly.
"This is fertilizer produced in our hometown, how could I not recognize it!"
"Have you been back in recent years?"
"No, no, I've never been back." When the uncle heard Brother Ming's question, he replied nervously.
"According to our investigation, this kind of packaging bag fertilizer factory has only been used in the past few years. Since you have never been back, how do you know it?" Brother Ming chased after him.
"I" The uncle was suddenly speechless, his face turned red and white for a while. No need to ask, he must have lied to us.
"Please give us a reasonable explanation." Brother Ming asked forcefully.
The uncle gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and opened his mouth to reply:
¡°That¡¯s right, I went back and planted more than ten acres of fruit trees in my hometown.¡±
"Then why did you lie?"
"I¡¡"
"What are you?"
"I alas!" The uncle paused and sighed, saying:
"You also know that I am a 'five-guarantee household'. If the streets know that I still have financial resources, they will definitely not grant me a 'five-guarantee', so I never dare to mention this matter to the outside world!" A reasonable reason.
"Are fruit trees still planted now?"
"No more planting. I contracted it from others, so I planted it for four seasons (meaning four years)."
"What do you do when the farming is busy?" Because he gave us a reasonable reason to make do, Brother Ming's tone became much calmer.
"Isn't it easy to just make up any excuse to ask for leave? Anyway, people on the street don't come down once every few months, I??Relatively clear and even, with few and short wrinkles, mostly oblong in shape;¡±
¡°In the mature stage (nineteen to forty years old), the fingers are plump and elastic, the central pattern area is relatively protruding, the density of the lines is small, and gradually changes from smooth to rough, and the papillae lines and small furrows (gaps between fingerprint lines) ) are more uniform, the wrinkles gradually increase, become longer and thicker;¡±
¡°In the aging period (over forty-one years old), the elasticity of the fingers gradually weakens, the lines become shallower and rougher, the discontinuities increase, the small furrows become wider, peeling increases, wrinkles increase, and the knuckle folds extend to both sides and branch. Increased. If you look at these fingerprints, they are all mature fingerprints. Although these are old fingerprints, they can still be seen."
¡°Well, according to what you said, it¡¯s a little bit!¡± Fat Lei nodded.
"I just observed that the rough features of these fingerprints in their mature stage are not obvious, so I speculate that the owner of this fingerprint should be about my age, twenty-three or four years old."
"Master!" Fat Lei gave me a thumbs up.
"I also discovered a crucial point!" I said seriously.
¡°How about you act like Detective Conan?¡± Fat Lei couldn¡¯t be serious in front of me.
"I have no intention of joking. I found that these fingerprints reflect that its owner has an extreme personality!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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