The white one, judging from the touch, the material should be cotton and polyester.

It was kneaded into a ball and stuffed under the pillow and quilt.

Hu Pingtao turned around and walked to the door of the bedroom, instructing the police officers to guard their respective positions. No one was allowed to enter until the police station support personnel arrived and completed the preliminary survey.

In the outhouse, there were constant shouting and crying.

A middle-aged woman pounced on Nahem Xiang, who was tied up and huddled in the corner like a wild animal.

"Repay my son's life!"

"You Pipa ghost, you will die a happy death!"

"What grudge does my son have against you? Why do you want to kill him?"

If the person next to her had pulled her, Nahem Xiang would have been torn into pieces alive by her.

Zhang Qingwei leaned close to Hu Pingtao's ear and lowered his voice: "This is Zhao Hannan's mother."

Hu Pingtao nodded slightly. His biological son was killed in front of his eyes, and the murderer was his future daughter-in-law... No one can bear this kind of thing.

"What exactly is going on?" He asked Zhang Qingwei sideways: "A boy and girl are a couple. The old village chief said the same thing before. How come you do it all of a sudden and kill someone?"

Zhang Qingwei sighed, shook his head and said: "It's not clear yet. Look at how chaotic this scene is. I've already called the institute for support. I'll separate these people first and ask them one by one. Look at this posture.

, I have to be busy at least until dawn."

Hu Pingtao felt that it was a bit tricky: "It's already dark, and it will take at least half an hour to get here from the station. We also have to leave someone on duty. We can't do it alone... Well, I'll call the border inspection station.

Please ask the station chief to send a few people over. There is also the village chief Yan Xiang. You ask him to transfer the village militia here. Use them for the time being and then replace them when our people arrive."

Zhang Qingwei nodded: "Okay, that's it."

…

The chaotic scene made it impossible to interrogate.

Zhao Hannan's family present were his parents, sister, and an uncle who lived in Menghai and came to visit relatives a few days ago.

They all said that it was Naham Muxiang who took the initiative to come to Zhao Hannan tonight. Because the two were close, they had established a relationship as boyfriend and girlfriend several years ago. Zhao Hannan also went to Naham Muxiang's house to propose marriage, so the two young people

When a person enters the bedroom and closes the door, it seems normal to others.

I didn't expect something like this to happen.

"My son kept calling for help inside, saying it was "murderous". No matter how hard I pushed, I couldn't open the door, and it was my husband who finally opened it."

"The door was locked from the inside. I didn't know what the two of them were doing inside. When they heard my son shouting, everyone ran over. If the door hadn't been blocking it, they would have rushed in at that moment."

"When I went in, my brother was already dead. Nahemxiang was sitting on the floor... They were the only ones in the room. She was the one who did it, and no one else."

"I don't know the situation. I haven't been here for more than two years. Zhao Hannan's father and I were drinking outside, and suddenly I heard him calling for help in the bedroom. Zhao Hannan's father knocked open the door, and when I went in, I had an extra

Xinyan, I took a few photos with my mobile phone. Here, police comrades, take a look, they are all here."

After asking around briefly, everyone's answer was different, but the general result was the same.

When the nearby villagers heard the news, they crowded outside to watch the fun. Although it was dark, they could not stop people from watching with enthusiasm and gossiping.

Zhao Hannan's mother was very emotional. She kept crying. She couldn't help but pounced on Nahan Muxiang several times, but was stopped every time.

"You bitch!"

"What grudge does my son have against you?"

"I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"

The villagers who were stopped outside by the police also talked a lot.

"It means that Nahan Muxiang killed Zhao Hannan?"

"How is that possible? You must have made a mistake! They are about to get married."

"It's hard to talk about this kind of thing. Nahemxiang works outside and has been there for several years. I guess she already has people outside."

"What are you talking about! (Local dialect) Zhao Hannan is going to be the Great Buddha in the future. How can he marry Nahan Muxiang? Even if they were in good terms before, it doesn't mean that they will be like this in the future."

"What happened to our village recently? Several people died one after another. Yan Zai, Dao Yong, and now Zhao Hannan... By the way, there is also Yan Hanguang... I'm afraid I have to go to the temple to ask the Buddha tomorrow.

Do a religious ceremony."

In the early morning, reinforcements from the police station and border checkpoint finally arrived at the scene.

Hu Pingtao immediately arranged for them to cordon off the scene, leaving Zhang Qingwei to interrogate Zhao Hannan's family members respectively. He and two other police officers took Nahan Muxiang into the car and returned to the police station.

It must be handled this way.

If we wait until dawn and more people are watching at the scene, the situation will become more complicated.

Zhao Hannan's family is a run-down noble. In today's society, it cannot play any role at all. However, it is different in Mengsuo Village. This is a gathering place for ethnic minorities, and the locals respect them very much. Especially Zhao Hannan's father,

It has quite a say in the local area.

Zhao Hannan's mother kept asking for the incense to kill her. Maybe some of the onlookers would rush to help.

It is dangerous for her to stay here. In contrast, the police station is a truly safe place.

What's more, Hu Pingtao already understood the basic context of the case, and he knew exactly what to do.

…

Police station, interrogation room.

Nahan Muxiang was sitting on a chair, wearing handcuffs and shackles. She was wearing a women's coat, which she had brought temporarily from Zhao Hannan's house. Through the half-open neckline of the dress, you could see her plump breasts, which were larger than her face.

Reveals a whiter body complexion.

After a busy day and night, Hu Pingtao was very tired. He made a large cup of strong tea and drank a few sips before it was completely cool. The temperature was very uncomfortable when it burned his mouth, so he used another cup to drink it at the water dispenser.

I bought some cold water and drank it in exchange for the tea.

The stimulating effect of tea on the brain is not as fast as that of coffee, but Hu Pingtao no longer cares about it. He lit up a cigarette, took a deep puff, felt the stimulation from nicotine, and stared with slightly red eyes.

Nahem fragrance.

"Tell me, why did you kill Zhao Hannan?" His question was very direct.

When they were at Zhao Hannan's house, Hu Pingtao had people isolate Naham Xiang and not let her come into contact with anyone. No matter how viciously Zhao Hannan's mother cursed or how loud she cried, Hu Pingtao was just

Watch with cold eyes.

At that time, Nahumxiang had been defending himself. The exchanges between the two sides were limited to verbal exchanges.

Hu Pingtao also did not restrict it.

But it's different now.

"...I...I didn't mean it." Nahemxiang's hands were handcuffed to the chair, her long hair hanging down her shoulders, like a weak cat, timidly replied: "I really didn't mean it. I..."

"Okay!" Hu Pingtao raised his hand and made a stopper, interrupting him unceremoniously: "If it's useless to say this again, I really don't care and will throw you directly to Zhao Hannan.

Family, let them do whatever they want."

Nahemxiang's body couldn't help but tremble, and her face was full of disbelief: "You are a policeman! You can't do this."

"Haha! So you know that I am a policeman." Hu Pingtao smiled sarcastically: "I thought you didn't understand anything. It seems that you still know something about the law, and you are not as ignorant as you seem.

.”

Nahemxiang opened her mouth, then slowly closed her lips, lowered her head and remained silent.

"Tell me! Why did you kill Zhao Hannan?"

Without waiting for Nahan Muxiang to answer, Hu Pingtao added: "I have to remind you, since you have come to this place, don't take chances. We will be lenient if you confess, and strict if you resist. Our policy is to never let a bad person go.

, and at the same time, we will try our best to help those who are really in need, you know what I mean?"

Nahemxiang was a little nervous: "I...I know, I understand. But I really didn't mean it."

"You deliberately created the illusion that you made a mistake and hurt someone from the beginning. Do you think you can deceive me?" Hu Pingtao asked coldly.

Nahan Muxiang opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth. After a long time, he finally closed them: "I didn't... I am Zhao Hannan's girlfriend. How could I kill him?"

"Girlfriend?" Hu Pingtao sneered again: "This is already a thing of the past... Since you don't want to say it, I might as well tell you: As long as it is a matter of killing, it can be done by trained professionals through the scene.

The various evidences left behind can reveal a lot of problems.”

"Your stabbing was very accurate. Note that it was "stabbing", not "inserting". These are two completely different actions. The former requires sufficient strength, while the latter is different in the way and strength of holding the knife.

"

A flash of panic flashed in Nahan Muxiang's eyes, and he quickly defended: "It's not like that. I really accidentally hurt Zhao Hannan with my hand. I peeled an apple for him, but he hugged me and kissed me. My...

There was no way to avoid it, and the knife in his hand happened to be pressed against the wall, and then..."

"Do you think I will believe this?" Hu Pingtao interrupted again: "What you said is indeed a normal behavior between male and female lovers. As for the knife touching the wall...there is indeed one on the bedroom wall.

The dents caused by the impact are very new. However, from the angle, they don’t match what you just said.”

Hu Pingtao stared at Nahan Muxiang: "Since you said that Zhao Hannan was pressed on the bed, the knife accidentally hit the wall and stabbed him to death, then tell me, what positions were you and him at that time?

Also, how do you hold the knife in your hand?"

Nahemxiang's whole body was trembling, her eyes were full of fear, and she said tremblingly: "He... he hugged me like this... He held my shoulders with his left hand while I peeled the apple and turned sideways.
To be continued...