Hu Pingtao said seriously: "The Adidas set worn by Zhang Hongchao is quite expensive, costing at least a thousand dollars."

Zhang Yixuan said: "The pair of AJs on his feet are not cheap either. When you were talking to him, I checked the official website on my mobile phone and they were priced at one thousand seventeen."

At this point, the two looked at each other and saw unexpected looks in each other's eyes.

Hu Pingtao smiled: "You are very careful in observing."

Zhang Yixuan was very satisfied with the other party's attitude, and his smile was a little more genuine than before: "You are not bad, it seems that Captain Wang did not pull you into the criminal police team for no reason, and your decision is not nepotism."

Hu Pingtao paused, put away the smile on his face, and lowered his voice: "Why is Zhang Hongchao so hostile to Wang Yongchang?"

Zhang Yixuan touched his chin and fell into thinking: "Sister-sister love? I don't think it's like it...or is it jealousy due to blood relationship? He doesn't want Zhang Hongxia to marry?"

Hu Pingtao searched for information about Zhang Hongchao's body shape in his mind: "He is very strong, but there are still some differences from the man on the surveillance screen. The muscles are not so strong, and the overall contours are not so obvious."

Zhang Yixuan was a little worried: "According to the results of the investigation before taking care of Dewei, a large part of Zhang Hongxia's income subsidies were given to her family. Her parents loved Zhang Hongchao very much and raised their son at home. They were very doting. This can explain Zhang Hongchao's behavior.

Clothes and shoes, and the Polonaise in his name."

"Could this be the source of Zhang Hongchao's hostility towards Wang Yongchang?" Hu Pingtao asked: "Zhang Hongchao believes that once Zhang Hongxia gets married, he will lose the financial support from his sister. Blocking someone's financial path is like killing their parents. This idea is normal."

"Don't you think it was Zhang Hongchao who killed Zhang Hongxia?" Zhang Yixuan glanced at him: "Zhang Hongchao should have no motive for killing, and the reason you gave is also very far-fetched. To put it simply, it is unlikely that the Zhang family couple and Zhang Hongchao are the ones who killed Zhang Hongchao.

The murderer, Zhang Hongxia, will do them no good if she is dead. Only if she is alive can she continue to give them more money."

"What if it's for the house in Zhang Hongxia's name?" Hu Pingtao's tone was not strong, but there was obvious doubt: "Zhang Hongchao is not young, and he urgently needs a wedding house."

Zhang Yixuan was silent for a long time and nodded slightly: "This is indeed a reason."

Hu Pingtao smiled and said: "My guess may not be correct. I am just raising a possibility. In fact, the key to this case is to find the man who helped Zhang Hongxia go home on the night of the crime."

Zhang Yixuan agreed: "Yes! But we have no clue about this at present. There is no such a number one person in Zhang Hongxia's circle of relatives and friends. That level of muscles... tsk tsk tsk tsk, if you ask me, it's just a lump of fat."

, so strong that he can’t even put on clothes.”

His words were full of jealousy.

Women all like muscular men. Even if you are average-looking, as long as you take off your shirt and expose your steel-like muscles, you will immediately become the focus of all women's attention.

Everyone in the world knows that gods are good, but they cannot forget their fame.

The new version of "Good Song" has another singing method.

Men all know that muscles are good, but exercise can’t do it. Others get up early and I go to bed. Vegetables are bland, and braised pork is the best. Those who practice barbells are bad. I love potato chips and burgers. Open your clothes and you have abdominal muscles. I

He's a fat guy.

Zhang Yixuan's joking remarks suddenly gave Hu Pingtao an unprecedented new idea.

"Do you still remember that we had a dispute before about how the murderer left the scene of the crime?"

Zhang Yixuan nodded: "Of course I remember. But on this issue, we have a common observation: the murderer used auxiliary tools such as ropes."

"The murderer didn't use a rope. Otherwise, when he entered the community, he should have been carrying a bag." Hu Pingtao's voice was full of suspicion: "I watched the two surveillance videos repeatedly, and he didn't bring a bag.

."

Zhang Yixuan looked at him and asked: "How do you think the murderer escaped from the crime scene?"

"Using local materials." Hu Pingtao expressed his thoughtful thoughts: "He used stockings. I checked the information during this period and found that both core-spun fiber and Lycra fiber have strong flexibility."

"Stockings?"

Zhang Yixuan was stunned.

He opened his mouth and couldn't speak for a long time.

This was the first time since his confrontation with Hu Pingtao that he had lost control.

Countless images flashed through his mind like electricity, and Zhang Yixuan suddenly found that he had fallen into a misunderstanding from the beginning on the issue of "how the murderer left."

Hu Pingtao's case analysis came to my ears.

"To tell you the truth, I bought a few pairs of stockings, the kind of rompers, tied with a sailor's knot, and tied the two ends tightly to form a long rope. All you have to do is step on the knotted position in the middle, plus enough skills and

With wrist strength, sliding down from the sixth floor is no problem at all, it’s very safe.”

Zhang Yixuan blinked his eyes, his thoughts and the expression on his face were a little dazed. He looked at Hu Pingtao with unbelievable eyes: "Are you telling the truth? Silk stockings... Tsk, tut, tut, with your weight, it's really hard to be tied upstairs

Do you want to keep making money?"

Hu Pingtao smiled kindly: "That thing is very strong... Let's find a women's underwear store on the road, I will buy a pair, and you will know after you try it yourself."

These words are very ambiguous, especially for two men. If there is a third party present, they will definitely think about it.

Zhang Yixuan asked: "Are you sure?"

Hu Pingtao's reply was very positive: "If you can break a pair of stockings from the middle with both hands, I'll treat you to a big dinner, whatever you want."

…

On the way back to the police station, there was a lingerie shop with the sign "Angel Beauty".

Hu Pingtao parked the car on the side of the road, and the two of them got out of the car.

Looking at the huge underwear sign placed by the merchant on the roadside against the store door, Zhang Yixuan felt very embarrassed. He pretended to take a walk and did not look at Hu Pingtao who walked into the store. Until the latter came out after buying something, he took a photo from behind.

With his shoulder on his shoulder, Zhang Yixuan felt like he was being amnesty and trotted into the passenger seat of the car.

Seeing Hu Pingtao hand over a large package of stockings with a sexy model showing her long legs on the cover, Zhang Yixuan was a little dazed.

"...You...you just bought it? The shop owner didn't ask you anything else?" He felt a little incredible.

If a man buys this kind of thing, he is either considered a pervert or is on the evolutionary path to perversion.

Hu Pingtao looked straight ahead, turned the key and started the engine, his face unchanged and his heart not beating: "Of course I asked."

Zhang Yixuan suddenly developed a strong desire for gossip and instinctive bad taste: "How did you answer?"

He thought it was a colorful story, very funny.

Hu Pingtao glanced at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "I said it was done for someone else, buying it for someone else."

Zhang Yixuan subconsciously thought of Amelia Su, whom he had eaten with in the branch cafeteria before, and nodded: "It's a good excuse to buy it for your girlfriend."

"No! I didn't say I was buying it for my girlfriend." Hu Pingtao said with an innocent expression on his face: "I said I was buying it for you."

Zhang Yixuan's expression froze instantly.

After a full five seconds, he suppressed his anger and roared in a low voice: "Why do you want to involve me?"

"You and I are in the same group. Besides, there must be a reasonable reason for me to buy this kind of thing. Do I mean to buy it for myself?" Hu Pingtao answered matter-of-factly.

Zhang Yixuan stopped saying anything.

He felt like he had fallen into a pit and was covered in yellow mud, which was either shit or shit.

…

Gudu Branch, Criminal Police Team Office.

Looking at Zhang Yixuan holding a pair of silk stockings, ruthlessly tearing them apart like an enemy who killed his father, and then looking at Hu Pingtao standing next to him with a smile, Wang Xiongjie felt that there must have been a complex and tortuous story between these two people.

"Xiaohu, how are you sure that the murderer escaped from the scene with stockings?" Wang Xiongjie asked, reaching out and taking out a pair of unopened ones from the plastic bag on the table, looking at them carefully: "This brand is of good quality, I

My wife has bought it before."

"Among all the residents in Jinchang Community, there is no one with such a burly and muscular man." Hu Pingtao explained: "He never appeared in the later surveillance footage, so he could only have left the scene of the crime through the window after committing the murder.

When Brother Ding did the autopsy at the scene, he said that the murder weapon might have been silk stockings. I suspected at that time that the murderer used the same tool to kill and escape."

Zhang Guowei came over and asked: "Xiaohu, do you mean that the murderer tied a long rope with stockings, slid it downstairs from the window, and then lit it on fire and burned the crime tools?"

Hu Pingtao picked up a pair of stockings, unpacked them, tugged them hard a few times, borrowed a lighter from Wang Xiongjie, and lit them from the corners of the stockings. The fire suddenly jumped up and turned into a streak in just a few seconds.

The burning fire dragon completely engulfed the entire stocking.

Tang Yuan exclaimed from the side: "It burned really fast."

Hu Pingtao pointed to the burning stockings thrown on the ground: "This thing is a petroleum product. The main material is elastic fiber, which is an industrial chemical fiber raw material. It has a very low ignition point, catches fire quickly, and is highly flammable. Once it burns, it will immediately burn.

It spreads over a large area. I have calculated that the length from the first floor to the sixth floor will only take a few minutes at most to burn out. This can explain why there is no large-scale burning on the surface of the kitchen drain pipe in Building 21, Building 601.

Remnants.”

Wang Xiongjie looked solemn: "There should still be combustion residues. But we did not find similar substances on the road downstairs."

Hu Pingtao's return is logical: "The cleaners on that road started cleaning very early. In addition, the murderer should be a thoughtful person. He may have been staying downstairs and collected the burning residue falling from the air.

."

"I have another question." Zhang Guowei frowned: "From the sixth floor to the first floor, the length is dozens of meters. This pair of stockings has to be tied at both ends when they are unzipped. No matter how tough the remaining part is,

It’s only about one meter. Where did the murderer get so many stockings?”

"This is the second question I want to ask." Hu Pingtao said: "From this, it can be determined that the murderer was very familiar with the deceased Zhang Hongxia, and even knew the number of clothes in Zhang Hongxia's closet. Because of this, the murderer

He made a careful murder plan and used stockings to escape from the crime scene."

Gu Dewei asked in surprise: "It would take at least dozens of pairs of stockings to make such a rope! Why did Zhang Hongxia buy so many stockings?"

Hu Pingtao explained: "She works in a company and is a working secretary. She usually stays in the office most of the time. She is usually required to wear professional attire. In summer, she basically wears a suit and skirt with high heels. As a result, the stockings are worn out a lot. Once

It’s normal to buy dozens of pairs as spares.”
To be continued...