Inside the criminal investigation interrogation room, Li Jian continued to ask, "Who went back to the dormitory with you that night?"

Chen Feng replied, "Besides Liu Jun and Song Can, I went back to the dormitory with everyone else."

"And after you returned to the dormitory?"

"After returning to the dormitory, we each went to bed. I had a couple of shots of white liquor that night, and my head was a bit dizzy."

"As for what you said about Liu Jun, I really don't know."

"Moreover, I also don't know who killed him."

Wan suddenly slapped the table and sternly said, "You now don't know who killed him?"

"When we first questioned you, didn't you swear that Song Can was highly suspicious?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng was taken aback and replied, "Officer, I'm sorry, I just wanted to get a bit of a pay raise."

"Moreover, I admit that I also dislike Song Can somewhat."

"He owes me 2,000 yuan. It's been more than half a year and he still doesn't want to pay it back. I'm annoyed."

"But I didn't lie."

"There was indeed a big conflict between Song Can and Liu Jun."

"That night, they were playing cards. If we hadn't been there to pull them apart in time, they would have had a big fight."

Throughout the whole process, Li Jian kept observing Chen Feng's demeanor.

He pondered for a moment, feeling somewhat disappointed inside.

Originally, Li Jian thought that Chen Feng was the biggest suspect.

However, after the interrogation had continued until now, he still said nothing.

At this moment.

Cigarettes were the best way to relieve anxiety, so Li Jian immediately took out a cigarette and lit it.

Wan continued, "I advise you to be more truthful."

"Look at the big letters on the wall: 'Leniency to those who confess, severity to those who resist.'

"Cooperating with us as soon as possible is your wisest choice."

Chen Feng continued to defend himself, saying, "Officer, I don't understand what you're talking about?"

"I've always been cooperating with you."

"This morning, when you came to the construction site to investigate, I gave you the most truthful information."

"Moreover, I remember I was the first to raise my hand to speak."

"Being the first to raise your hand is certainly good, but lying isn't the result we want."

In the interrogation room, Li Jian quietly smoked, observing Chen Feng.

Even though Chen Feng said nothing, his suspicion remained significant.

Meanwhile.

Outside the one-way glass of the interrogation room, Jiang An furrowed his brow slightly.

Zhang Yean turned her head and asked, "Junior Brother, do you think he's the killer?"

Jiang An shook his head, "Personally, I don't think he's the killer."

Zhang Yean looked surprised, "Why do you think he's not the killer?"

"All the evidence we have now points to him."

Jiang An glanced at Chen Feng inside the interrogation room and said, "The deceased Liu Jun was about 1.8 meters tall, and he was burly and solid."

"The murder weapon used by the killer was a 1.5-meter-long steel rod, which struck the top of the head from the back."

"But Chen Feng in the interrogation room is just over 1.6 meters tall."

"With such a height difference, do you think Chen Feng could strike such a high position from the back?"

After Jiang An finished speaking, he walked behind Jiang An, raising his hand to make a striking gesture.

Zhang Yean was about 15 centimeters shorter than Jiang An.

Suddenly, Zhang Yean realized and said, "With our height difference, even if I held a 1.5-meter iron rod to hit you, I could only reach the back of your head."

Jiang An nodded. "That's why I don't think he's the killer."

"Based on my analysis and inference of the deceased's injuries, I think the killer's height must be at least 1.7 meters."

"But Chen Feng's height is only 1.6 meters."

Zhang Yean listened thoughtfully and nodded immediately.

Jiang An stood there for a while, then turned and left.

"Junior Brother, where are you going?"

"I'm going to the forensic office to look at the original crime scene photos again."

"Aren't you going to watch the rest of the interrogation?"

Jiang An replied, "I don't think Chen Feng is the killer, so there's no point in continuing to watch."

Zhang Yean turned back to look inside the interrogation room; Li Jian and Wan were still conducting a high-intensity interrogation.

She suddenly felt a buzzing in her head.

The interrogation wasn't over yet; can you be certain he's not the killer?

After leaving the interrogation room, Jiang An went straight to the forensic office on the 2nd floor of the Criminal Investigation Bureau.

He sat down in front of the computer and opened the photos of the scene and the body from the high-fall death case.

Jiang An always believed in one truth.

If you can't find the case's truth, it means you aren't close enough to the scene.

You can only find more clues by immersing yourself fully in the original crime scene.

Immediately, Jiang An opened all the folders related to the high-fall case.

From the first photo Zhang Yean took three months ago to this morning's autopsy photos.

He examined each one in depth, trying to find more clues in every detail.

15 minutes later.

Just as he was completely absorbed, someone suddenly brought a cup of coffee behind him.

Zhang Yean softly said, "You've worked hard!"

"Here's a cup of coffee to refresh you."

"Thank you!"

Jiang An turned his head, took the coffee, and smiled faintly.

Zhang Yean stood behind Jiang An, stirring her coffee while softly saying, "You often look at these crime scene and body photos."

"Do they really contain a lot of information?"

Jiang An nodded, "I'm a forensic scientist, and besides the state of the body, the scene is also an important area of my research."

Zhang Yean smiled and said, "I think the Jiangcheng City Bureau should provide you with a psychologist for counseling in the future."

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