Ghost Detective

Chapter 29: Chapter 29

Borrow the soul to continue life?Ye Nuochen was still thinking about the words Yan Wenbo left when he left just now. Could it be that the purpose of killing people is to win their souls and continue their lives?Whose life is it to continue?Does this have anything to do with the case five years ago?If so, who is the murderer?

As soon as Yan Wenbo returned to the police station, he was arrested on the grounds that he was a criminal suspect.

Song Qian took him to the interrogation room and began to interrogate him one by one.

"I'll ask you a few questions first, and I'll take you to fingerprinting later."

Yan Wenbo, whose hands were chained, was sitting in the interrogation room. Song Qian was sitting opposite him in a dark blue police uniform, with a table in between.

"I don't know what reason and evidence you have to arrest me. What do you mean?" Yan Wenbo shook the chain on his wrist at him, with a speechless expression on his face.

"The reason is that you lied, and the evidence will be there soon."

Song Qian's admiration for Yan Wenbo has completely disappeared at this moment, and now he even looks at him with indifference and disgust.

"If I were the murderer, I wouldn't have thrown myself into the trap." Yan Wenbo snorted coldly.

"I'm asking you a question now, and you just need to answer it. If you ask me a question, I'm sorry that I won't answer you." Song Qian became serious, with a posture of not getting angry.

Yan Wenbo didn't speak out, and didn't look at Song Qian. He just stared at a certain place in a daze, with an extremely indifferent expression.

"Motive for murder."

"No."

"Is the case five years ago related to you?"

"It doesn't matter."

"Are you lying?"

"No."

"You still said no, you said the coin was left by the murderer, but when we compared the fingerprints, there was no match at all. This is not lying."

"It's just a sensory failure, not a lie."

"Is this an excuse?"

"No."

When asked here, Song Qian's pent-up anger erupted in an instant, glared at Yan Wenbo, and began a serious warning: "Yan Wenbo, don't continue to quibble, if the fingerprints are compared and the results are the same, you will be punished by the law." sanctioned."

"I didn't kill anyone, why should I be punished by law?" Yan Wenbo glanced at Song Qian with a calm expression.

"Okay! You're ruthless!" Song Qian slapped the table and got up, staring at Yan Wenbo, "Yan Wenbo, it's a pity that I regarded you as a teammate and a friend from the beginning, but you actually fooled us all around and treated us Is it a fool to play?"

"I said it's not the murderer." Yan Wenbo firmly insisted that the murderer was not him, and looked at Song Qian with swearing eyes, his eyes were full of sincerity.

"Take him down to have his fingerprints taken." Song Qian ordered Xiaoyuan and Xiaobei on both sides.

The fingerprints came out quickly, and the result of the final fingerprint comparison showed that they did not match.

At the moment, Song Qian, Xiaobei and Xiaoyuan were all stunned, only Yan Wenbo remained calm and indifferent.

"What's the matter? It still doesn't match, so whose coin is it?" Song Qian walked around in the instrument room, his brain short-circuited.

"It's not easy, this coin probably fell from the sky." Xiao Yuan began to imagine wildly.

"If a passer-by accidentally dropped the coin there, and the deceased happened to die there, then..." Xiaobei said suddenly.

What he said immediately made Song Qian and Xiao Yuan a little speechless, and even more speechless. If this is the case, then wouldn't this coin have nothing to do with the case?They are all going in the wrong direction.

"How can there be so many coincidences in this world, and they all collided together. I don't believe it's a coincidence. If the coin doesn't match the deceased and Yan Wenbo, then it will be more valuable , maybe it was dropped by the real murderer." Song Qian didn't want to believe that the coin was dropped by a passer-by, otherwise the whole clue would be messed up, and everything would be messed up.

"Xiaobei, your task now is to match this coin with the fingerprints of all the criminal suspects on record. I don't believe there is no one who fails to match. This is a big project. There are still about five days left. You must hurry up and finish it." Song Qian instructed Xiaobei.

Xiao Bei could only nod his head in agreement.

"Xiaoyuan, just help Xiaobei." Song Qian instructed Xiaoyuan.

"Okay." Xiaoyuan and Xiaobei looked at each other at the same time, their expressions showing resistance and reluctance, but there was nothing they could do.

In the hospital, Ye Nuochen was calling Ye Lai.

"Father, since you know the truth, just tell me, I'm almost completely lost now."

"Yan Wenbo is very suspicious, you can start from him to follow the clues." Ye Lai reminded clearly.

"Follow the vine?" When Ye Nuochen heard these four words, his brain shuddered, and his whole body was as smooth as if Ren Du's two veins were instantly opened up.

"Did you think of something?"

"I see, I understand, thank you dad." Ye Nuochen happily hung up the phone.

"Use the soul to continue life and follow the vine, hehe, Yan Wenbo, you really didn't lie to me, the murderer is really not you, but someone else." Ye Nuochen really wanted to laugh out loud at this moment, because he had already done everything. Clear.

His injury won't heal within a few months, isn't it a hundred days of injury?He's all pierced, but it's okay to get out of bed and walk, right?What he injured was his upper body and not his legs, but it would take a long time for the injury to fully heal.

Ye Nuochen looked at the time, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and Yan Wenbo hadn't come back yet, did something happen?

He quickly sent a message in the WeChat group.

"Yan Wenbo is not the murderer, I already know who the murderer is."

After Song Qian saw this WeChat message, he sent one with doubts.

"Even if he is not, he is also an accomplice and cannot escape from this matter."

"Song Qian, I'm still lying in the hospital. If you arrest Yan Wenbo, who will take care of me?"

"This one……"

"Why don't you release Yan Wenbo temporarily and wait a week?"

"This one……"

Song Qian continued to hesitate.

"By the way, how is your fingerprint comparison going?"

"Yan Wenbo's fingerprints do not match that coin."

Xiao Bei sent a message.

"I said that he is not the murderer. Let him go and let him come to the hospital to take care of me. I have something to ask him."

How could Ye Nuochen never have guessed that Yan Wenbo was throwing himself into a trap when he went back this time?Song Qian is a smart person, and Song Qian must have thought of the problems he could think of, so he would suspect that Yan Wenbo was lying, conclude that he is the murderer, and definitely arrest him for interrogation.

"Ye Nuochen, I just believe you this time. I will let Yan Wenbo go because of the professionalism you were injured because of the case. Since you know who the real culprit is, please tell me within five days or so, and let me Good job." Song Qian compromised.

"Don't worry, I will make it easy for you." Ye Nuochen promised.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Yan Wenbo came to the hospital, still carrying a bag in his hand, which contained lunch.

"I've read all the messages on WeChat, Ye Nuochen, how can I thank you." Only when Yan Wenbo faced Ye Nuochen would he not be cold and expressionless, but gentle and affectionate , whether it is facial expression or tone of voice.

"I didn't ask you to come and take care of me. I also have selfish intentions, so you don't need to thank me." Ye Nuochen smiled at him.

"I'd rather take care of you than stay in the police station." Yan Wenbo said as he put the lunch box on the table beside the bed, "By the way, does the person you mentioned last time know about your injury? "

"I haven't contacted him for the past few days, how could he know." It's okay not to mention Mu Lingsheng, Ye Nuochen's original good mood was ruined.

"Argued?" Yan Wenbo didn't know the relationship between Ye Nuochen and the person he was talking about, but they should have a good relationship, otherwise Ye Nuochen would be angry and unhappy every time he mentioned that person. People will get angrier and have everything written on their faces.

"We don't mention him."

Ye Nuochen suddenly wanted to send Mu Lingsheng a WeChat greeting. It had been so many days, and he hadn't contacted Mu Lingsheng. Got him?

Thinking of this, Ye Nuochen felt as uncomfortable and depressed as drinking cold water.

"Call him." Yan Wenbo suggested.

"Yes." Ye Nuochen picked up his mobile phone and dialed Mu Lingsheng's mobile number with the mentality of giving it a try.