River Breeze Night Sparrow

"Team Jiang! Team Jiang!"

Sun Xiaoqu's urgent call made Jiang Yi wake up with a jolt, and found that he was really in a dream just now.It's only been a few hours, and his subconscious is still full of scenes of going out for a walk with Lin Qiu on New Year's Eve.

In fact, everything about the atmosphere was pretty good at that time, just on the standard line of romance.Jiang Yi was thinking about saying something warmer to Lin Qiu, but he didn't expect a phone call from the bureau, and all his thoughts turned into pitiful snowflakes in the howling north wind, drifting away without a trace.

Sun Xiaoqu shook his head in front of Jiang Yi's eyes, and said, "Team Jiang, Peng Wang's family has been contacted. But they said they had severed ties with Peng Wang a long time ago, and they knew nothing about him now, nothing at all. He said he would come back tomorrow after going to the grave."

Ye Yuan couldn't help yawning, and muttered, "This 30-year-old young man died, and the family didn't react at all. It seems that they are extremely disappointed in him. This Peng Wang, I guess he is not a good guy."

Jiang Yi only felt a little headache when he heard the words, rubbed his temples, and nodded to indicate that he understood.

On New Year's Eve this year, a murder case occurred in Cuifu Community, Jingjiang District, Jingdong City.The criminal suspect Wang Pingan reported the incident and surrendered immediately, cooperated with the investigation, and led the police to identify the killing of the victim Peng Wang at the scene.

The victim, Peng Wang, was hired by the suspect Wang Ping'an to perform rituals for Wang Ping'an's deceased sister, Wang Ruyi, on New Year's Eve.But Wang Pingan found out that his wife Luo Lingzhi and Peng Wang were suspected of having an affair, and angrily fought with Peng Wang. Impulsively, he hit Peng Wang's head with a whisk brought by Peng Wang, causing him to fall to the ground unconscious. .Wang Pingan, who regained his composure, saw that Peng Wang had fallen to the ground, with blood oozing from his head. Only then did he realize that there was a sharp blade on the whisk that had penetrated deeply into Peng Wang's skull. He's out of breath.

Although Wang Ping'an was flustered, he didn't want to run away or destroy his body. He and his wife Luo Lingzhi immediately surrendered to fight for leniency.

On New Year's Eve, most of the big guys were already hiding under the covers, drowsy watching the Spring Festival Gala. Suddenly a call came from the bureau, and everyone's sleepiness disappeared immediately, and they all arrived at their posts as soon as possible.

Everyone worked all night, and when they returned to the bureau, it was almost dawn.

Just as Jiang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, he almost fell asleep leaning against the wall before he poured a cup of coffee.If Sun Xiaoqu hadn't woken him up in time, Jiang Yi's Davide Cenci handmade shirt that he hadn't had time to change would have suffered.

"Wang Ping'an?" Jiang Yi asked.

"I've been falling asleep in the interrogation room."

Jiang Yi took a sip of coffee, rubbed his face, lifted his spirits, and entered the interrogation room with Lin Lin.

Wang Ping'an is 35 years old and works as an accountant in a gym near Cuifu Community.Wang Ping'an also often does physical exercise, and maintains a good figure, and his muscle lines can still be vaguely seen wearing a jacket.

The victim, Peng Wang, did not have a valid document. He was about 30 years old by visual inspection, 1.7 meters [-] in height, and a strong build.When the two men, Peng Wang and Wang Pingan fought, it might have been an evenly matched battle, and it was no wonder that the scene of the crime was in such a mess.

"Wang Ping'an, why did the deceased Peng Wang come to your house on New Year's Eve?"

Wang Ping'an also just woke up. He took off his broken glasses, rubbed his eyes, sighed, and said, "He came to my house to do something for my sister."

At the same time, Wang Ping'an's wife Luo Lingzhi was also being questioned in another interrogation room.

"Ruyi is a photographer. He went back to his hometown to climb a mountain half a month ago, but he accidentally fell down from the mountain and died. Ping An and his sister were twins, and their parents left early. They depended on each other since childhood and had a good relationship. After the accident, Ping An, a person who never suffers from insomnia, often stays awake all night, always feeling uneasy. I am also anxious when I look at it. I think maybe Ruyi has some unfulfilled wishes, maybe Just find a Taoist priest to do it."

"So, you are the one who introduced Peng Wang to practice?"

Luo Lingzhi said: "Not really. I had an aunt who told me that Peng Banxian was very good at fortune-telling and could help others, so I invited him here. Actually, I don't really believe in this, the main thing is to seek peace of mind. "

"Why did you choose New Year's Eve?"

Luo Lingzhi pursed her lips and said, "Because today is Ping An and Ruyi's birthday."

There was a hateful anger on Wang Ping'an's face: "That Taoist priest looks like a pervert at first glance. Looking at my sister's portrait, he looks perverted. It's really shameless. I knew he was such a person. I won't even let him in!"

"In front of my dead sister, those two people started flirting. I just didn't pay attention, and they got mixed up. As soon as I opened the door, I found them lying on my sister's bed, and fucking Hug together! They bumped into each other when I was on a business trip before, maybe they hooked up a long time ago!"

Recalling the situation at that time, Wang Pingan couldn't help clenching his fists angrily, and closed his eyes in pain.

"No!" Luo Lingzhi paused, her face was very anxious: "I, I didn't have an affair with Peng Banxian. Ping'an really misunderstood! Peng Banxian came today and said that he wanted to see Ruyi's relics, so as to get more contamination from the dead. Then he reached out to get Ruyi’s computer. I was afraid that Ping’an would be angry when he saw Ruyi’s things being tampered with, so I stopped him. He fell flat on the bed."

Luo Lingzhi has always called Peng Wang "Peng Banxian", it seems that she doesn't know his real name.

"I couldn't stand still and fell down. Banxian was protecting the computer, and we fell on the bed as soon as we fell. Ping An just came in, and he misunderstood him. Without saying a word, he immediately grabbed Banxian by the collar, and the two fought Get up. I was so frightened, before I had time to explain the persuasion, it just happened..."

Thinking of her husband's impulsive blood debt, she couldn't help feeling annoyed and scared, and she covered her face with her hands and began to cry. "What shall we do now..."

Wang Pingan confessed to Jiang Yi: "It's not that I don't want to trust Luo Lingzhi. She has cuckolded me before. We have been married for ten years, and we had a baby in the first year. Xiao Tian's fate is not good, he has leukemia. I want to do bone marrow It was only during the transplant that I found out that the child belonged to Luo Lingzhi's ex-boyfriend. But I also admitted it, after all, I had feelings for the child. It's just that Xiaotian's fate is bad, so I still can't be saved..."

Wang Pingan also had a bruised nose and swollen face, disheveled hair, and was in a mess.This muscular man has a resolute face. Although he was a little angry just now, he was still stable. It was not until he talked about the child that his eyes were red and tears fell.

"I saw the two of them embracing each other today, and my sister was gone, I just felt a buzzing in my head, and there was a pang that was about to come out... But I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it, that Fuchen still had a knife, so I beat him to death by mistake."

Now, there is only endless regret in Wang Pingan's eyes.

The marital problems between him and Luo Lingzhi are probably accumulated for a long time.Even if Wang Pingan only needs to stop and ask one more question, a life may not be lost due to impulsiveness.But things have come to this point, and there is nothing to do.

The three-bedroom apartment of Wang Ping'an's family was the crime scene.

On the long platform in the living room are a portrait of Wang Ruyi, two incense burners and a gossip mirror, and a mahogany sword hangs on the wall.The window was wide open, the cold wind poured in, the mahogany sword was crumbling, and there was only a faint scent of spices in the air.

The sofa in the center of the room has been moved aside and replaced by three beige poufs.In the semi-open kitchen, the tables and chairs were crooked, and a chair fell to the ground with its legs upside down. The vegetarian dishes on the table were not touched, and some soup splashed out.The room where Wang Ruyi lived was even more messy, the quilt was torn in half and thrown on the ground, and it was lumped into strange shapes.Books, photo albums, and hard drives all fell off the table, leaving nowhere to go.And there was a pool of blood on the ground less than two meters outside the house.

When the police arrived at the scene, Peng Wang, who was wearing a gossip-yellow Taoist gown, was lying there.He was wearing a white round-neck pullover sweater with "deargod" printed on it, and a few drops of blood from his head stained the clothes, which looked quite ironic.

The whisk that killed Peng Wang was also stained with blood.Pulling away the long white hair, I saw a small mechanism on the pointed end of the long cylindrical handle, just like a folding fruit knife, and a sharp knife was exposed when it was rotated.

During the fight last night, after Wang Pingan snatched Fuchen, he hit Peng Wang hard on the back of the head, and because of this blade, Peng Wang died on the spot.

Sun Xiaoqu said: "I probably browsed the online shopping channels. There should be no mass-produced whisks like this on the market. It can only be made by Peng Wang himself."

"It's really suspicious for Fuchen to be such a small institution. What's even more strange is that he has done a good job in his practice. How could this sharp knife suddenly appear?" Lin Lin rested her chin on the evidence and looked thoughtfully.

Jiang Yi took a closer look at the whisk in the transparent packaging bag, which was about 1 meter long and 2 cm in diameter.I saw that the rough hair of the whisk was stuck to the edge of a section of the round head, and there was a small opening exposed in the gap between the hairs, and there were rough cut marks on it, and the sharp knife was hidden in this opening .If you want to transfer the sharp knife, just turn the mechanism on the side.Usually, the long hairs of the dust whisk are scattered, and you can't see anything strange unless you look closely.

Jiang Yi: "The fingerprints have been extracted and compared, and there are only Peng Wang's fingerprints on the mechanism button. I asked Wang Ping'an just now, and he didn't expect that there would be blades on the whisk. What do you think?"

"...Could it be that this is a new ritual and new tool for ritual affairs?" Ye Yuan pondered hard, and finally came up with a sentence after holding back for a long time.

"To do something for my sister, do I want to kill my brother? Seize the house or sacrifice? Could it be that Peng Wang really knows some witchcraft?" Jiang Yi raised his eyebrows.

Ye Yuan stared.Lin Lin looked at Jiang Yi: "Do you think it was Peng Wang who wanted to kill Wang Pingan, but was killed instead?"

Jiang Yi touched his chin: "I can only say, there is a great possibility."

"Then, why did Peng Wang want to kill Wang Ping'an? Luo Lingzhi has always denied that the two of them were lovers. Could it be that she was lying?"

Jiang Yi shook his head.

Luo Lingzhi didn't show much grief over Peng Wang's death, but she showed great distress and panic over Wang Pingan's impulsive murder, and she also showed great regret for not being able to stop him .This position is very clear, not like a lie.

"Peng Wang was introduced by Luo Lingzhi's aunt, and he only added WeChat three days ago. If it weren't for Aunt Luo Lingzhi's face, Peng Wang might not be willing to take the job because of the New Year's Eve."

Jiang Yi continued: "Peng Wang's asking price for this ritual is [-], and a deposit of [-] is paid in advance. But judging from what Luo Lingzhi said, Peng Wang seems not very satisfied with the price, it's because of her aunt's face Give them a discount."

Sun Xiaoqu muttered: "Hey, this money is really easy to make."

"Peng Wang is pretending to be a ghost, and he probably didn't run away, but he is able to do such a big business and spread it by word of mouth. There must be something famous behind it."

Jiang Yi paused, looked at the crowd, and said slowly: "So, if we want to investigate Peng Wang, we should not focus on Luo Lingzhi, but..."

"Her aunt."