"Huh?" Hearing this, Liu Pengfei trembled violently. He raised his head and explained loudly, "Officer, are you mistaken? I don't even know what you're talking about! You're right, Yu Zhigen was my neighbor when I was young! But I didn't see him at all! Don't accuse me of anything, okay? I have the right to a lawyer! "
Miao Ying and Zhao Yu looked at each other, then Miao Ying stood up and placed a stack of documents in front of Liu Pengfei.
"Liu Pengfei, you can't be so stupid that you can't tell, right?" Miao Ying shook her head, "Before arresting you, we had already done a detailed investigation and invested a lot of manpower and resources. If we didn't have solid evidence, we wouldn't have told you so easily! So, I advise you not to harbor any illusions in your heart. Don't make any useless struggles! Here … "
As she spoke, Miao Ying showed Liu Pengfei the top document, "This is the handwriting comparison result! We used your handwriting to compare it with the blood written at the scene of Yu Zhigen's murder. In the end, through the most authoritative computer software comparison, the match has reached 87.5%. According to the relevant provisions of the Evidence Law, it has reached the scope of valid evidence to file a lawsuit. "
"Impossible! You … you're lying! "Liu Pengfei was not convinced.
"You're underestimating our technology!" Miao Ying was calm and composed. "We know that when you wrote 'blood for blood' just now, you purposely made it unclear and ambiguous. But no matter how you purposely changed it, a person's handwriting can't lie! See for yourself … "
Liu Pengfei's eyes widened as he looked at the comparison result. His handwriting had been magnified several times, and there were many red dots that had been placed by the machine. The red dots were all placed at the beginning and end of the handwriting, making it look very professional.
"Let me show you the second piece of evidence!" Miao Ying took out another document and handed it to Liu Pengfei. This time, there were a few pictures.
"That year, on the night of Yu Zhigen's murder, we took a picture of the suspect at the intersection of Uptown!" Miao Ying pointed at one of the pictures and said, "But because it was raining that night and the environment was bad, the picture was severely distorted! That caused us to not have a clear picture of the suspect after so many years!
"But it's different now!" Miao Ying pointed at another picture and said, "Our electronic restoration technology can now completely restore this picture! Here … take a good look at the restored picture, then look at the data. Height, contour, body shape, arm length, eyebrow ridge, nose bridge … it's a ninety-seven percent match with yours! The suspect in the picture is you! "
"This …" Liu Pengfei swallowed his saliva. Even though he felt guilty, he still spoke tough, "Officer, that's not right. There are plenty of people who look exactly the same. Even if they look 100% alike, they can't say that that person is me, right? Plus, what if he was just a passer-by? Also, what if he was just a passing?
Liu Peng! Miao Ying sighed. She tapped the table with her fingers and said, "Some people just won't give up until they see the coffin! You! Liu! You! Penyou! You! You! Mii You! Liu Pengfei, the first two pieces of evidence are just to stop you from thinking that you are innocent!
You should just keep reading … "Miao Ying presented the third document to Liu Pengfei and said," The first two might be indirect evidence, but the last two are direct evidence! "
Liu Pengfei looked down and saw that the third document was a picture of the Slaughter Case. Yu Zhigen's body was lying on the sofa, and there were bloodstains all around!
"Before you committed the murder, you were prepared!" Miao Ying said, "There were no fingerprints or footprints at the scene! But … you missed out on the most important point … hair! Look … "
Miao Ying pointed at a spot in the picture and said, "That year, the police in charge of the case found a strand of hair that did not belong to the victim! After comparison, this strand of hair did not belong to the victim's wife, nor did it belong to any of the victim's family or friends! Therefore, this strand of hair was most likely left behind by the murderer!
"Liu Pengfei, look carefully. We have already compared it. This strand of hair is definitely yours!!"
Hearing this, Liu Pengfei's face turned pale and he lowered his head helplessly. Perhaps it was because he had not drunk water for a long time, but the cold sweat on his forehead had stopped!
"The evidence is irrefutable. What else do you have to say?!" Miao Ying shouted, scaring Liu Pengfei.
"Police … police officer …" Liu Pengfei lowered his head and said with a trembling voice, "I … I'm innocent! I … I … Even if that strand of hair is mine, but … I had a few meals with Yu Zhigen at that time. Maybe my hair fell on Yu Zhigen's body and he brought it home? "
"Nonsense!" Zhao Yu roared, "Didn't you just say that you and Yu Zhigen were only neighbors when you were young, and that you never saw him again?"
"I …" Liu Pengfei could not defend himself, so he decided to act shamelessly, "It's been so many years, I can't remember. Maybe I remember seeing him, and even ate with him a few times! But I was too nervous just now and can't remember! "
"Hehe …" Miao Ying laughed, "You should tell that to the judge! You kid, you think you did it flawlessly, and that you can live with a clear conscience even after ten years of murder, but … the net of justice has long arms, and you can't escape from it!
"Liu Pengfei!" Miao Ying said righteously, "Do you really think you did it flawlessly? Take a look … "
As she spoke, she passed the last document to Liu Pengfei.
"That year, after the murderer killed Yu Zhigen, he tore a piece of fabric from the sofa, dipped it in blood, and wrote on the wall!" Miao Ying said. "Coincidentally, the sofa in Yu Zhigen's house was made of a fake polyester fabric. This kind of fabric has weak elasticity and poor recovery. So, when the murderer tore it apart, he left a clear fingerprint! Liu Pengfei, did you see it clearly? That fingerprint is … yours!! "
"Ah?!" Liu Pengfei was shocked, and exclaimed, "Impossible!!"
"I knew you would say those three words!" Miao Ying smiled calmly, "You must be thinking, 'When I killed him, I was wearing gloves, how could I have left a fingerprint? Am I right? "
Liu Pengfei was shocked again, and did not dare to say another word.
"Hehe … you underestimate our criminal investigation skills!" Miao Ying pointed at the document and said, "That's right, ten years ago, we couldn't find anything! But now it's all different! Our technology has already reached the point where we can extract fingerprints through gloves!
"You didn't expect this, did you, Liu Pengfei? Not only did we extract your fingerprint from the sofa, but we also found that there was no obvious blood stain at the place where the fingerprint was pressed. This is enough to prove that the person who wrote on Yu Zhigen's wall was you!! "
"Ah …"
Hearing Miao Ying's powerful conclusion, Liu Pengfei slumped down. From the way he was trembling, it seemed like his mental defense had collapsed. Both Zhao Yu and Miao Ying thought that he would admit his guilt soon.
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