Chapter 64: Detective Zhou Yang

Chapter 64-Detective Zhou Yang
Fifteen minutes later, Wei Feifei led Zhou Yang and a team to the murder scene, a villa in the East China Sea.
Not long ago, the clay pot was identified by experts from the police station and it was indeed a fake.
This also changed Wei Feifei's view of Zhou Yang completely.
The expert heard that Zhou Yang could see that the clay pot was fake at a glance, and was shocked at the time, and he had to communicate with Zhou Yang what he said. If it were not for Wei Feifei's insistence on taking Zhou Yang to the scene to find clues, it is estimated that the police station expert would take Zhou Yang to the restaurant to eat and chat.
"The deceased was a collector. He was usually very active in the antique auction industry. He often had transactions. He also hosted various colleagues who came to ask for advice at home."
Coming to the door of the villa, Wei Feifei took out the key to open the door.
At the same time, the deceased's nanny also followed into the villa and once again accepted the police's questioning.
"Don't be nervous, it's just a routine investigation, you repeat what you saw and heard that day!" Wei Feifei said to the nanny.
The babysitter is a middle-aged woman under fifty with sunken eye sockets and messy hair.
It can be inferred that she has had a bad time recently.
In the next five minutes, the nanny made a review of the day's situation.
In the afternoon, the owner of the villa entertained guests who came to trade in Tibetan paintings at home. The transaction was sold at a price of 6 million yuan, and it was cash.
As a nanny, she is responsible for pouring tea for the guests.
When the transaction process was almost completed, the other guest offered to open a bottle of wine to celebrate, but the villa owner happened to have no place to live, so the nanny was sent out to buy champagne.
When she returned home, she found her master lying on the floor of the living room, 　 dead.
The customers who came to the transaction were also missing.
This is how the case went.
"In other words, you didn't see the so-called guest escaping or something unusual?" Zhou Yang frowned and asked.
The nanny shook his head.
Wei Feifei said: "There are some doubts in the middle, we have been unable to figure out. For example, why must cash transactions. Isn't it troublesome? Also, where did the cyanide in the stomach of the dead come from?"
"Please think about it again, are there any details forgotten?" Zhou Yang thought for a while, but still had no clue.
The nanny said with a bitter face: "The owner of this house used to receive guests at home. This guest is also very ordinary. There are collections hanging in the house. He will look around. Anyway, basically every house is I've walked all over. Details... I really can't remember any details."
Zhou Yang nodded.
The nanny is just an ordinary person, who does not have the judgment and summarizing ability of professionals.
"Officer Wei, can I take a look at every room?" Zhou Yang asked.
Wei Feifei nodded: "I'll be your guide!"
"Troublesome babysitter also come with us!" Zhou Yang turned back.
So Feifei Wei took everyone and began to look at it one by one.
No abnormalities were found in the master bedroom and the second bedroom.
Everyone entered the study, Zhou Yang narrowed his eyes.
In the center of the decorative wall of the study, there is a plum blossom picture framed with a beautiful frame.
Zhou Yang walked slowly to the painting and took a closer look.
Then frowned.
"Anything to find?" Wei Feifei leaned over.
Zhou Yang smiled and said, "Interesting... in such a conspicuous position, a high copy is hung up."
Ok?
When the police officers heard this, they all leaned forward.
Unfortunately, no one can see the clue.
"Impossible, the master likes this painting the most. It is said that it was a coincidence that I found it, and I let it be taken care of every day...Huh?" Finally, the nanny frowned.
"That's not right, this place... why is there a gap? There was none that morning!" The nanny wanted to touch the edge of the frame subconsciously.
"Don't move!" Wei Feifei keenly grabbed the nanny's hand, "Little Liuer, extract the fingerprints from the picture frame."
The anomaly found at this time might be a breakthrough in the case, and the police officers felt like Ming Jing in their hearts.
Everyone's emotions rose.
Soon, the police officer extracted fingerprints from the picture frame that had not been found in the previous few times.
This is equivalent to a shot.
"But, I still don't understand this case!" Wei Feifei was still distressed.
A fingerprint can't explain much.
A highly imitation painting cannot provide her with new ideas.
Zhou Yang looked at the plum blossom picture with his back on his back, and said calmly: "The plum blossom picture, one of Li Daqian's four gentlemen. The market price is about 20 million, and it can be regarded as a treasure of the town house in the study."
"If the nanny confirms that there is no such gap on the morning of the crime, can we assume that the murderer came here to steal the painting?" Zhou Yang had strong confidence on his face.
"There is no need to kill, then!" Wei Feifei frowned, "What about the motive?"
"It's still not clear!" Zhou Yang dragged his chin, lost in thought, "Officer Wei, I ask you to use police resources to investigate the sale of Li Daqian's painting. I want to make sure that one thing was originally hanging in the study. Is it genuine?"
Police officers went to work immediately.
"Let's assume that the murderer has sufficient motives to kill, then we should infer his method of killing." If Zhou Yang had a pipe in his mouth, it would be a proper Sherlock Holmes.
"Everyone thinks that six million cash transactions are a bit troublesome, so we think about it, does the murderer have a reason to use cash? For example, fear of being tracked bank card records?"
Zhou Yang looked around the audience, and the policemen were all thinking hard.
"For example, the deceased needs a sum of cash, so that's why the buyer does."
"Another example... the murderer used cash as a means of killing."
Having said this, a flash of lightning flashed across Zhou Yang's mind, and he quickly walked out of the study and headed towards the kitchen.
The police officers followed suit.
Now everyone has an inexplicable confidence in him.
Standing in the middle of the living room, Zhou Yang suddenly turned around and asked the nanny: "When you came back, what was the posture of the deceased?"
After all, Zhou Yang lay directly on the ground, preparing to imitate the state of the dead.
"No, his left and right fingers are all bent... Yes, bend a little more. Leaning on the sofa with his legs on the ground!" The nanny said with gestures, making Zhou Yang look like a dead person.
Zhou Yang looked at her posture, then smiled and asked Wei Feifei: "Officer Wei, what do you think my posture looks like?"
Wei Feifei shook her head.
Zhou Yang said: "The deceased should be counting money."
"This is unreasonable!" Wei Feifei said, "Isn't it better to use a cash counter for the amount of six million? And a cash counter was also found on the spot."
Zhou Yang laughed: "Nothing is absolute... What if the deceased used both the money counter and his hands?"
Wei Feifei's eyes widened suddenly: "You...you mean..."
Zhou Yang smiled and sat on the sofa, doing a money counting action out of thin air with both hands, and suddenly said: "The best way to kill is to let the deceased eat cyanide into his mouth... And now, the chance is the best!"
The next moment, under the scorching gaze of the police officers, Zhou Yang stretched out his tongue and licked his fingers, and then continued to count money out of thin air.
Everyone suddenly realized.