Cheng Feng showed a surprised expression. It was rare for the traffic police to solve a murder case and catch the murderer.

"Brother, can you tell me first what happened?" Cheng Feng asked.

Sir Dajun introduced with an arrogant look: "We received a call that someone riding a motorcycle fell off the bridge, so we rushed to the scene and found the reporter. The reporter claimed that the deceased was blocked from view by an advertising banner.

That's why I rushed off the bridge.

However, after our on-site investigation, we found that the location where the deceased landed was very close to the bridge. If he had rushed down on a motorcycle, he would have been farther away from the bridge. Therefore, we concluded that the deceased was thrown from the bridge.

This was inconsistent with the information provided by the reporter, so we started investigating the reporter again, and found that the reporter actually knew the deceased. He deliberately provided false information to interfere with the investigation of the case, and also knew the deceased. Obviously, this reporter is the murderer!"

"The person who reported the case knew the deceased, can the identity of the deceased be confirmed?" Cheng Feng still has very rich experience in handling cases, and he directly asked a key question.

He Jiahui immediately stepped forward, handed over the deceased's wallet, and said at the same time: "Sir Cheng, this is the deceased's wallet. It contains the deceased's ID card, which can confirm the identity of the deceased."

"Ho Ka Fai? Why is it you? Aren't you patrolling the streets in Sham Shui Po? Why did you come to be a traffic policeman?" Only then did Cheng Feng notice that the young traffic policeman next to him turned out to be Ho Ka Fai.

"Sir Cheng, I have just been transferred to the Ministry of Transportation." He Jiahui continued: "You should take a look at the deceased's wallet first. We can contact the family of the deceased based on the ID card inside."

Cheng Feng opened his wallet, took out his ID card and handed it to his men, and then ordered: "Check the situation of the deceased and contact the family of the deceased."

Afterwards, Cheng Feng started to watch the recorder on the motorcycle. He asked Huang Guangzhao what he had done before and recorded everything.

"Sure enough, the reporter Huang Guangzhao is suspected of committing the crime." Cheng Feng made the same judgment after watching the video.

At this time, the forensic doctor had completed the preliminary autopsy and came over to report to Cheng Feng.

"Sir Cheng, the deceased had fractures and trauma on his body. It is initially determined that there are two causes of fractures and trauma. One was caused by falling from a high place, and the other was caused by being hit by a motorcycle. In addition, there were also injuries on the deceased's body.

Stirling marks were found on the neck, which is suspected to have been caused by the advertising banner being wrapped around the neck." The forensic doctor introduced.

"What about the cause of death? Can it be confirmed?" Cheng Feng asked immediately.

"This requires an autopsy to determine." the medical examiner replied.

"In other words, he might have fallen to death, or he might have been hit by a motorcycle, or he might have been strangled?" Cheng Feng then asked.

The medical examiner nodded: "In addition, other ways of death are not ruled out, such as poisoning and sudden illness. However, no matter what the cause of death is, it is difficult to survive if you fall from this height and are hit by a heavy object like a motorcycle.

"

"We assume that the deceased was strangled and then thrown off the bridge. Can this be detected through an autopsy?" Cheng Feng continued to ask.

"The characteristics of death caused by suffocation and death caused by mechanical injury are still different, and they can be detected at autopsy." The forensic doctor answered.

"Are there any other discoveries besides this?" Cheng Feng asked again.

"I found that the deceased must have drunk alcohol before his death, and he drank a lot," the medical examiner continued.

"Thank you for your hard work." Cheng Feng had a rough idea of ​​solving the case in his mind, and now he decided to meet the person who reported the crime, Huang Guangzhao.

…

Cheng Feng came to Huang Guangzhao, showed his police officer ID card, and introduced himself: "Mr. Huang Guangzhao, right? I am Inspector Cheng Feng of the Crime Unit."

"Sir Cheng." Huang Guangzhao nodded towards Cheng Feng with a guilty look on his face.

Cheng Feng continued: "Mr. Huang, I just watched the video record of your report. What you described is completely inconsistent with the on-site investigation results. How do you explain this?"

"Is it okay if I remember it wrong?" Huang Guangzhao was still quibbling.

"Did you remember it wrong, or did you do it on purpose?" Cheng Feng smiled coldly, and then said: "You deliberately fabricated information to mislead the police in the direction of their investigation. Moreover, you clearly knew the deceased, but you deliberately concealed it. These actions of yours have made

The police have to suspect that you are directly related to this case!"

"Doubt me? Why do you doubt me? I just exaggerated a little when I called the police!" Huang Guangzhao then defended.

"Well, Mr. Huang, please state what you saw truthfully again. Don't exaggerate this time." Cheng Feng said.

Huang Guangzhao did not answer immediately, but hesitated for a few seconds before speaking: "I was passing by here and accidentally looked under the bridge and saw someone under the bridge, and then I called the police!"

"Then after the police officer arrived, why did you make up a lie and say that you saw the deceased rushing down on a bicycle?" Cheng Feng then asked.

"I..." Huang Guangzhao suddenly seemed hesitant to speak.

At this time, He Jiahui came over and said: "Mr. Huang, if you know something inside, I suggest you tell it. Because according to the evidence currently available, the deceased was probably murdered.

Murder is a felony, and you will be jailed for life. And if you just make up the content to mislead the police, or if you fail to report the knowledge, it will be regarded as obstruction of justice at most, and you will only be sentenced to a social service order. You have to think about which is more serious.

It’s clear.”

Cheng Feng glared at He Jiahui and thought to himself, I should have said this line, why did you take it away from me?

Huang Guangzhao struggled for a while and finally chose the latter between a lifetime in prison and a social service order.

"Well, let me tell you, when I came here, Wang Zhenhao had already fallen off the bridge, and the reason why I deliberately told lies to the police was because others taught me to do so." Huang Guangzhao said.

"Who is it?" Cheng Feng asked immediately.

"It's Chen Xiaomin." Huang Guangzhao paused and then said: "Chen Xiaomin is Wang Zhenhao's wife. It was she who asked me to call the police. It was she who asked me to tell the police that Wang Zhenhao had his head wrapped around an advertising banner and could not see it.

The road ahead is just a bike ride down the bridge."

"Mr. Huang, what is your relationship with the deceased's wife? Why did you just do it when she asked you to call the police and tell lies to mislead the police? This is a murder case, and it is her husband who died. Don't you doubt it?

What is her motive?" He Jiahui then asked.

Huang Guangzhao let out a long sigh and confessed: "Because Chen Xiaomin and I have a male-female relationship."

"Is it now or before they get married?" He Jiahui continued to ask.

"We had a good relationship before they got married. After they got married, we broke off for a few years, and then got in touch again, and we have maintained our relationship until now."

He Jiahui nodded and thought to himself: "It turned out to be a pair of adulterers. But from this point of view, Chen Xiaomin is the biggest suspect. Maybe she murdered her husband!"

At this moment, Cheng Feng's men hurried over, leaned into Cheng Feng's ear, and whispered: "Sir Cheng, we have found Chen Xiaomin, the wife of the deceased Wang Zhenhao, and have brought her here!"

…

Cao Cao was said to have arrived. Chen Xiaomin, the wife of the deceased, had just become the biggest suspect when she was brought to the scene.

I saw a middle-aged woman trotting to the bridge, knelt down and cried loudly: "Ah Hao, Ah Hao! You can't die, how can you leave me! If you die, what can I do?

Do it!”

The woman cried so sadly that a policewoman under Cheng Feng couldn't help but said: "Mrs. Wang is crying so sadly, let's go comfort her!"

However, the policewoman was grabbed by Cheng Feng: "Sanyuan, there is no need to persuade her, she is acting."

Huang Guangzhao has confessed that it was this woman who asked him to call the police and provide false information. She is also the biggest suspect in this case. Maybe the deceased was killed by her and then ran away under the bridge.

As a result, everyone quietly watched the performance of the deceased's wife, Chen Xiaomin, and no one came forward to comfort her.

Chen Xiaomin cried for a long time, her voice was hoarse from crying, and no one came to persuade her. She could only sit there in embarrassment and stopped crying.

Seeing that Chen Xiaomin had finished her performance, Cheng Feng stepped forward and introduced himself as usual: "Ms. Chen Xiaomin, I am Inspector Cheng Feng of the West Kowloon Crime Squad. Regarding the death of your husband, Mr. Wang Zhenhao, I have some questions.

Ask you."

"Sir Cheng, just ask!" Chen Xiaomin said.

"How long have you been married to Mr. Wang?" Cheng Feng asked.

"More than eight years." Chen Xiaomin replied.

"How is the relationship between you and your husband?" Cheng Feng continued to ask.

"My relationship with Ah Hao has always been very good."

"Did Mr. Wang have an affair?"

"Why do you ask this?" Chen Xiaomin looked a little wary, and then replied: "No, my husband has always been very considerate of his family!"

"What about you, Ms. Chen, have you had an affair?"

Hearing this question, Chen Xiaomin's face suddenly changed, and she asked: "Sir Cheng, what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, I just want to get some information." Cheng Feng did not dwell on this issue, but continued to ask: "Ms. Chen, when was the last time you saw the deceased?"

"It was this morning. I asked him to come out for breakfast and then went to work. Who knew he..." Chen Xiaomin said, wiping tears again.

Cheng Feng smiled coldly, then pointed to the yellow light in the distance and asked: "That person over there is the reporter. Do you know him?"

Chen Xiaomin glanced at Huang Guangzhao, then shook her head decisively: "I don't know him."

"But that's not what Mr. Huang said. According to his account, you knew each other many years ago and had feelings for each other," Cheng Feng said.

Hearing these words, Chen Xiaomin's face changed slightly.

Cheng Feng then asked: "Ms. Chen, when did you know that Mr. Wang fell from the bridge?"

"I didn't know until you police informed me!" Chen Xiao quickly put on an innocent expression.

"Really? But that's not what the reporter, Mr. Huang, said. He told us that you asked him to report the case and instructed him to provide false information to the police." Cheng Feng stared at Chen Xiaomin as he spoke.

Chen Xiaomin's expression changed drastically. She looked at the yellow light in the distance with a look of complaint in her eyes, as if she was asking, why did you betray me?

Cheng Feng continued: "Ms. Chen, the position where the deceased fell is obviously not someone riding a motorcycle and rushing off the bridge, but more like being thrown from the bridge on the same spot.

In addition, we found strangulation marks on the neck of the deceased. Although there was an advertising banner wrapped around the neck of the deceased, I guess that was the real cause of death, right?

The deceased was supposed to have been strangled to death, and then transported here and thrown off the bridge, pretending to have accidentally rushed off the bridge and died. In order to conceal the true cause of death of the deceased who was strangled, the murderer deliberately painted on his face and

An advertising banner was wrapped around his neck.
To be continued...