Chapter 438: Love Turns to Hate

"Come, line up." Captain Han waved his hand, signaling the abbot and the lay Buddhists to stand in a row, and let a criminal police officer lift the camera.

A few people moved reluctantly, and then at Jiang Yuan's request, lifted their feet.

Jiang Yuan didn't look at them one by one, but swept his eyes over, came to the three long-term resident lay Buddhists, put down a piece of paper, and said: "Step on it."

"Step on it if you want, but if you want to frame me, you have to produce evidence." Female lay Buddhist Gu Mingxia was fearless.

This is relatively rare among criminal suspects. Many inexperienced criminals, even if they plan well in advance, will tremble involuntarily at this time because of the soaring adrenaline.

This kind of experience is actually something many people have. For example, when playing hide-and-seek as a child, when hiding well, the heart will beat faster; or when playing games, facing your first pentakill, your palms will sweat uncontrollably; or when being given flowers by a handsome boy, even if you have planned this moment since childhood, or even rehearsed it, your mind will still be blank.

Most accidental situations need experience to be handled well.

Jiang Yuan reconfirmed the footprints, looked up, carefully looked at Gu Mingxia's expression, and said: "You don't think changing a pair of shoes is useful, right? If that's the case, what is the significance of footprint appraisal?"

Actually, European and American footprint appraisal is like this. Generally speaking, they only have shoe print appraisal and barefoot appraisal, and no footprint appraisal. But that is limited by the court system. In other words, it is not a scientific problem, but a systemic problem.

Female lay Buddhist Gu Mingxia was obviously an outsider, but she was just panicked for a moment after hearing Jiang Yuan's words, then said calmly: "You can say whatever you want, you have to produce evidence."

"Find a pair of size 41 men's Nike shoes, the kind with a big checkmark on the sole. It might be a pair of jogging shoes or something." Jiang Yuan described it to Captain Han.

The latter's order was immediately sent out, and the main search location was naturally Gu Mingxia's room.

Gu Mingxia immediately expressed opposition, and several lay Buddhists began to shout about search warrants and such.

Captain Han said calmly: "Article 136 of the Criminal Procedure Law of our country stipulates that in case of emergency, search can be carried out without a search warrant. Among them, emergency situations include those who may hide, destroy, or transfer criminal evidence, and those who may hide other criminal suspects... Whether there are only 8 people in the temple is something we cannot determine and must determine."

Gu Mingxia didn't know how to refute for a while, turned around, and said to Jiang Yuan: "You said it was a size 41 men's Nike shoe, so it's obviously not my shoe..."

"You are being clever but being misled by cleverness." Jiang Yuan smiled and said: "There are quite a few footprints accumulated on the small path. Everyone walks around every day, coming and going, leaving footprints. It is actually very difficult to judge who appeared at that time. However, a size 41 Nike shoe, and a small foot wearing a big shoe, is too obvious."

Anyone who has read a little bit of books knows that whether it is a small foot wearing a big shoe or a big foot wearing a small shoe, in front of footprint appraisal personnel above LV0.5, it can be seen at a glance. Even European and American footprint experts can distinguish it at a glance.

In general, those who do this belong to inexperienced and ignorant primary criminals, which is consistent with Gu Mingxia's identity.

Of course, after looking at the feet, Jiang Yuan was 100% sure.

At least the one wearing the men's Nike shoes is definitely Gu Mingxia.

Gu Mingxia's eyes rolled around, thinking about whether to admit it and further refute and quibble.

This is the dilemma ordinary people face when facing interrogation.

On the one hand, Gu Mingxia cannot be 100% sure whether Jiang Yuan really saw it or is bluffing her. Although it is 80% likely that he saw it, as the person involved, she still has good intentions.

On the other hand, Gu Mingxia can admit that she is the one who passed by the window wearing a size 41 men's Nike shoe, which is not illegal, but admitting it like this will obviously increase her suspicion, and might fall into the police's trap.

Gu Mingxia deliberated again and again, but couldn't decide. She had already thrown the shoes down the mountain. According to reason, there should be no evidence.

She didn't understand that Jiang Yuan's footprint appraisal had already locked her in.

Now it just needs clearer evidence.

After a while, Liu Jinghui came over to take a look, asked two questions, and said: "Send a search team. Although there are places like incense burners in the temple that can burn magazines, the shoes definitely can't be burned clean."

"Okay. I'll organize a search team." Captain Han didn't talk nonsense. Organizing a search team will definitely increase expenses, but for a homicide case, the cost is not enough to look at.

Liu Jinghui drew a topographic map temporarily, gave it to Captain Han, and said: "Search the area around the room where Gu Mingxia lives first. She should have no anti-reconnaissance experience, and the disposal of items should be relatively hasty."

The police came up the mountain suddenly, and she definitely had no advance preparation.

Captain Han immediately adjusted the density of the search team and hung several large lights around the hillside where several lay Buddhists lived.

The small temple here is built on a small hill. It has neither the steepness of famous mountains and rivers, nor the water flow flowing down. The criminal abandoning items is basically not throwing them far.

In less than half an hour, a pair of gray Nike shoes was discovered.

The most interesting thing is that a cut magazine was stuffed inside the Nike shoes.

Having obtained the evidence, Captain Han was very relaxed, pulled Gu Mingxia alone into a temporary interrogation room, and asked: "How about it? If you still don't admit it, we will do DNA. Don't blame me for not reminding you, leniency for confession and severity for resistance is not a joke. If you continue to confront like this, no one can save you in the end."

Captain Han was still quite proud. Although this case could not do without Jiang Yuan's participation, overall, the main work was done by himself and his team members.

Especially protecting the scene and searching the scene, and further discovering evidence, can be considered his work. It is equivalent to saying that this cold case of homicide, maybe 80%, at least 70%, at least 60%, no matter how you say it, has 50% of his credit.

Gu Mingxia stared blankly, and after a long time, said: "I did it to remind you!"

"Remind what?" Captain Han asked.

Gu Mingxia said angrily: "Can't you read? Murderer Zhang Fen!"

"Zhang Fen is a lay Buddhist who lives in the temple with you all year round, right?" Captain Han asked.

"Yes."

Captain Han's eyelids jumped. During the day, she was still hugging the three old babies and taking pictures, and now she started to expose them?

Captain Han asked: "Why do you say she killed someone?"

"It must be her who killed him. She turned love into hate." Gu Mingxia said affirmatively.

Captain Han frowned: "Who is the victim, do you think?"

"Qian Guoqing!" Gu Mingxia said.

"Qian Guoqing? How old, where is he from?"

"60 years old. From Yue Province."

"And then, why do you think Zhang Fen would turn love into hate and kill him?"

"Because the one he really loves is me!" Gu Mingxia straightened her waist and said indignantly: "We didn't make it public in order not to hurt her. But, but... it must be Zhang Fen. She once said that if she can't get it, she will destroy it. She also said that her ex-husband was destroyed by her even the company..."

Several police officers in the room looked at each other quite awkwardly. Although everyone had seen many disgusting things, in recent years, such awkward love stories had been heard less and less.

Captain Han in the interrogation room thought more, turned his head and asked: "The Qian Guoqing you mentioned, how tall, how much does he weigh?"

"1.75 meters tall, maybe even taller, weighing 130 or 140 jin, and he keeps his figure very well. He often exercises." Gu Mingxia looked a bit shy: "He is also the kind of gentleman who often wears a three-piece suit and carries a walking stick..."

Captain Han asked a few more questions, and then looked at Jiang Yuan standing behind.

This is a temporary interrogation nature. If it weren't for asking an unexpected answer, it should have ended in a few sentences of dialogue.

Jiang Yuan and Liu Jinghui were also standing in the room listening, their expressions were solemn.

Captain Han asked Jiang Yuan with his eyes: Is what she said correct?

Jiang Yuan nodded solemnly. From the standard of forensic anthropology alone, the age and height of the victim are correct, and the bones in positions such as knees and shoulders also have wear and tear from exercise. ===== CHAPTER 439 =====