More than ten minutes later, Feng Bujue led Scofield and the police officer who had been guarding outside the villa to his guest room. He was ready to demonstrate the layout of the secret room.
This room was basically a mirror image of the crime scene. In addition to the complete symmetry of the layout, the structure and material of the door and window were the same. It was perfect for a reenactment of the case.
Scofield was naturally full of anticipation. He wanted to see with his own eyes how the famous detective would solve the puzzle in front of him.
Feng Bujue had just obtained the consent of the owner of the house and went to the utility room to get an object similar to the murder weapon — a broken string. He took it out and walked to the middle of the room. He turned back and said to the two police officers, "Since we have sufficient conditions and won't destroy the real crime scene, why don't we reenact the crime scene first?"
"That means …" Scofield replied. "The three of us will reenact the crime scene?"
"Two will do," Feng Bujue said. "I'll play the murderer." He looked at the police officer next to Scofield. "This is …"
"Demudy, sir." Officer Demudy raised the brim of his hat with his hand and introduced himself. He was a rather tall young police officer. He had the same mustache as Denis, but his appearance and temperament were much more approachable.
"Officer Demudy, your body shape is closer to the victim's. You will play the victim," Feng Bujue said.
Demudy exchanged glances with his superior next to him. After getting permission, he took half a step forward and replied, "It's my pleasure, sir."
"Then … let's begin." Feng Bujue reached out and gestured in the direction of the chair. He said to Demudy, "Please sit on that sofa chair."
Demudy strode over and bent down to sit down.
"Please try to sit as naturally as possible," Feng Bujue said.
Demudy replied, "Okay," he said and leaned back in the chair.
"Before Denis was killed, he was sitting on the sofa and smoking like this," Feng Bujue began to explain. "And the murderer was in the same room as him." He took a few steps and came to the side behind Demudy. "This side of the room is all in Denis' blind spot. There is a closet, a table, a cabinet, and the door to the bathroom here. "
"When Denis is not on guard, the murderer has many ways to quietly walk into this area." Feng Bujue gave an example. "First, the murderer talked to Denis and paced back and forth, slowly walking behind him. Second, the murderer claimed that he needed to go to the bathroom. Third, the murderer pretended to take something out of the closet …" He walked as he spoke, quietly walking behind Scofield. "Look, this is very easy."
"Ah! When did you … "Scofield was stunned. He was still thinking about what Feng Bujue had said, but when he heard this, he realized that the detective had already demonstrated the first example.
Feng Bujue shrugged and walked back to the sofa. "When a person is not on guard and is relaxed, it is very easy to be ambushed. It can be said that most people in this world are in a state where they are not on guard most of the time. "
He gave another example. "For example, you are sitting in a restaurant that you frequent, and suddenly, a waiter or a customer walks past you in a hurry. At this time, would your brain remind you, 'Be careful, this guy might take out a knife from his sleeve and turn around to stab you in the head?'
Or, you are sitting in a warm and comfortable home, and after taking a shower, you are reading a serialized novel. At this time, would you consider that … there is someone aiming a sniper rifle at you outside the window next to you? "
When Scofield and Demudi heard this, they instinctively looked at the window in the room.
Feng Bujue raised his right hand and gently tapped his temple with his index finger. "Our brain can't take on the task of being on guard for a long time. So, as long as we think that the environment we are in is safe, we will let down our 'unnecessary guard.' " He paused for a moment. "Let's look at the case in front of us … When Denis was killed, he was in the guest room of his father's mountain villa, and he was in the same room with someone he knew. In his mind, of course, he wouldn't be on guard that the other party might suddenly take out a steel wire and strangle him to death, but he would never have thought that … "
At this point, Feng Bujue picked up the strings and walked toward Deng Pudi. Although Demudi knew that this was just a reenactment of the murder, he couldn't help but feel nervous. Brother Jue's strange remarks and cold-blooded tone made the police officer feel a chill down his spine.
"The victim's figure was very similar to yours, and the back of his neck was just right for him to lean against the back of the sofa. For the murderer, this was an ideal height for him to exert his strength. " As Feng Bujue spoke, he patted Demudi's shoulder. "Please experience the feeling of being strangled from behind."
"Hmm …" Before Demudi could respond, Feng Bujue put the strings in front of his chin. "Let's assume that your neck is strangled by me at this moment, and there is a strong sense of congestion and suffocation above your neck that is taking away your life. Then, in the one minute before you die, how would you react in panic and pain? "
"I would try to untie the restraint on my neck, and at the same time …" Demudi thought for a while and said, "I would try my best to push my body backward."
Scofield heard this and looked at Brother Jue. "The marks on the carpet at the scene and the scratches on the victim's neck are all evidence of these reactions."
"What else?" Feng Bujue motioned for Demudi to continue.
Demudi experienced it again, and suddenly thought of something. He said in surprise, "I think I would try to grab the murderer's arm or body."
"Hmm … That's right." Feng Bujue nodded and said, "It's just that … Sitting on a sofa with a solid base and a heavy weight, and the carpet under his feet is difficult to stand on. In this state, if the victim's neck was strangled with a steel wire from behind … Even if the victim tried his best to stretch his hand backward, it would be difficult for him to reach the murderer's body."
"Forearm!" Scofield said, as if he suddenly realized something. "During the victim's struggle, he would likely leave scratches on the murderer's hands, wrists, and even forearms!"
"Hmm." Feng Bujue added, "Not only that …" He paused. "Generally speaking, to strangle a 200-pound man, the murderer must be fast and powerful. However, the murderer in this case used a steel wire, which is the best tool for strangling. Not only is it easy to hide, but it also doesn't require much strength from the murderer. Even a woman or a minor can use this thing to kill a strong man. Professional killers often use this method to kill. "
As Brother Jue spoke, he slowly raised his hands with his palms facing forward. "However, you have to be careful when using this thing. If you don't take protective measures, your palms can easily be injured."
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