Chapter 783

He Jun said a lot of things that usually contradicted with he Taiyang, then asked song Lang for a cigarette, smoked it gloomily, and said: "I know these things are just trivial to you, but for me, I was really angry and wanted to kill him Of course, I'm just saying that I'm a man who's been in prison, and I know how much it costs to be impulsive. "

After smoking a cigarette, he continued: "there was another thing that happened later, which made me see his attitude clearly. Jingjing and I got on well. He Taiyang was very angry after he knew it. He said a lot of nasty things and let me go. I finally understood that because I was in prison, he Taiyang thought I was inferior, so he squeezed me everywhere and didn't let me and Jingjing come together. "

"What's the relationship between he Taiyang and he Jingjing?" Song Lang asked.

"He Taiyang loves his daughter in the ordinary father daughter relationship, but he doesn't let Jingjing get involved in the business in the shop. It's strange to say that his parents usually find jobs for their children, but Jingjing stays at home every day. He doesn't worry at all and doesn't want to train her to be a successor. I don't know what the old thing is thinking about. Will he keep his daughter for life and not marry?"

"Because of this kind of reason, you want to kill he Taiyang?"

"No, I didn't. I admitted that the painting was transferred by me. I wanted to borrow the hand of the old man to make he Taiyang suffer. When I quarreled with him once, he shook it out. He was scared, but he didn't dare to go to the old man. Because the painting was hidden by me, he had to take something if he wanted to apologize! After he Taiyang died, I was afraid that you would find out and quietly put the painting back To be honest, I really thought it was a success, but it's impossible to think about it carefully. The old man will make him unable to get along, but he won't do it directly. After all, he can't get the painting back after killing him. He's dirty. "

"After all, who is this old man?"

"I can't tell you. If I don't tell you, you will blow your beard and stare at me at the most, but if you tell me, the old man will tell me that I can't live in Long'an. I can't afford that."

"Hum!" Song Lang sneers, "I guess it's a black boss. You're in a gray industry. You're related to gangs."

He Jun shrugged. "Whatever you guess, anyway, I can't name him."

"If you don't say it, don't say it. Let me sum it up for you. You have transferred the painting of that man, and he Taiyang has been trapped. But the man hasn't found it or taken action, right?"

"That's it."

"Who killed he Taiyang?"

"How can I know? This knife is mine, but I really don't kill people. If I kill people, I won't keep it. It's the knife that I carry every day. I don't have a brain!"

Song Lang, of course, took this into account. The appearance of the "murder weapon" had a heavy trace of mischief. It was obvious that He Jun was not the murderer.

But he deliberately didn't say, take advantage of this opportunity to collect more information, he said: "how did he Taiyang's wife die?"

"Half a month ago."

"We checked the records of the funeral parlour, and it's strange that Mrs. he died and he Taiyang was cremated that night. You are doing the funeral to the urn."

"I don't know. I wasn't at home."

"How much do you know about that bowl?"

"I've heard about the legend of the bowl, but I don't know when he Taiyang received it. It was Jingjing who mentioned it to you that day that I knew. It's a bad play. Maybe it's because he received the bowl, so he Taiyang has been unlucky this month!"

"Thank you. You can go." Song Lang stood up and said.

Commander he was relieved.

After he Jun left, song Lang found Lin Qiupu coming back. He said, "do you want to work overtime again? There's no overtime here! "

"Captain, when I just came back, I passed by the scene of the murder, and saw a man walking around there. The book says that criminals often go back to the scene, should not be..."

"What characteristics?"

"Well, it's about one meter and seven. I'm very well dressed. The lane is too dark. I can't see what it looks like."

"In the future, it's OK to call directly for such clues."

"I know By the way, why was He Jun released? "

"He Jun is not a suspect."

"But he didn't have any alibi, and the knife was found at the scene. I think it should be detained for at least a few days to observe."

"Ha ha, you should keep flowers. How many days to observe? I can see that he didn't lie. "

Lin Qiupu admired song Lang's ability to judge whether the other person lied by his eyes. He asked timidly, "do you want to observe a person's Micro expression if you want to judge whether he lied or not?"

"My birthday is today." Song Lang suddenly said.

"Ah?"

"Ha, it's a lie. Can you see my expression has changed?"

Lin Qiupu shakes his head.

"Most people lie every day. The point is not the lie itself, but the things the other party wants to hide. The more dangerous the things they want to hide, the more nervous they will be. To judge whether a person lies, not only to see, but also to test and intimidate. Only when the liar feels nervous in front of you can he show his flaws, understand?"

Lin Qiupu nodded his head, firmly remembering this sentence.

Song Lang plans to go to pengsijue's place to see if he finds out. Lin Qiupu is following him like a waiter. Pengsijue sits alone in the lab and compares his fingerprints. When he smells the smoke behind him, he guesses who is coming.

"Don't smoke in the laboratory." Pengsijue frowned.

"Is there any opinion in the lab or you?" Song Lang sat down broadly, picked up a cup of coffee on the table and began to drink, "what's the result of the fingerprint?"

Just now, at the pawnshop of Taiyang, Peng sijue collected the fingerprints on the safe. He said: "only the fingerprints of he Taiyang, He Jun and he Jingjing. In addition, I fingerprint the small bowl brought by he Jingjing and guess the result. "

"There must be no fingerprint of he Taiyang."

"Yes, only he Jingjing's own. He Taiyang and He Jun have never touched that bowl."

"It seems that the bowl was put by he Jingjing. Actually, it's not a big problem. I guess she has her own purpose..." Song Lang thought with his cheek, "does a daughter have a motive to kill her father?"

Song Lang suddenly sat up. "Is he Jingjing his daughter?"

"What strange thoughts do you have?" Peng sijue said.

"He Taiyang won't let her work or let he Jun get along with her. He Jingjing doesn't have much emotion when talking about he Taiyang. If she is not her own daughter, it can be explained! Go, check the household registration database! "