A sneer flashed at the corner of Liu Dayu's mouth, at this time, "Wang Hongbao" was still pretending to be calm, and said skillfully: "This is your ID card?" ”

"How can this be fake? The ID card is in your hand, and the person is standing in front of you. ”

"The owner of this ID card, Wang Hongbao, was killed on the night of July 28 this year, and the place of his murder was in the 13th camp of Jingnan City. You're just an impostor. ”

"Joke, look carefully, is there such an impostor? You say that I was killed, but I stand in front of you in a dignified manner, and the 13th Camp Ma Po Nunnery, which you just mentioned, was engaged in the furniture business in the 13 Camp when I left Jingnan, and I lived in the Ma Po Po Nunnery, and when I left, I also donated 2,000 yuan to the monastery. You say I've been killed—dead. It's a big joke. ”

"It's just playing the piano indiscriminately, my Wang Hongbao is alive and well, but you curse me to death. Are you guys making too much of a joke? ”

"On September 27 this year, when the workers were dredging the Qinhuai River, they found a headless corpse in the Qinhuai River, and after that, we took some blood samples from the floor of the meditation room on the third floor of the Ma Po Nunnery, and we also found five hairs on the mat of the meditation bed, which were identified by DMA and belonged to the same person as Wang Hongbao. The truth of the case has been revealed, so don't act here. "It's time to shake some material and show a card or two.

"I've been living in Granny Ma'an for more than two years, and it's not normal for you to find my hair in my bed?" Wang Hongbao's ability to adapt to changes is indeed very strong.

"As for the blood on the floor, you can see what is going on by looking at this scar on my head." Wang Hongbao said, while raising his hands - he could only raise his hands - because he was handcuffed on his wrists, "Wang Hongbao" used the index and middle fingers of his left hand to flick the hair on his sideburns upward, "I have a scar here." ”

There is a two-centimeter-long scar above the hairline of Wang Hongbao's left sideburns; Liu Dayu noticed Wang Hongbao's hair, the length of his hair was four or five centimeters, and the hair quality was indeed the same as the five hairs extracted by the comrades in Ma Po Po Nunnery.

"One night, when I got up to drink water, I didn't sit still—I was asked for wine that night, and I drank a lot—and I didn't hold my hands, and my head hit the corner of the bed, and there was a lot of blood on the bed, and there was a lot of blood on the floor, and the blood you took from the floor was mine."

Liu Dayu was speechless for a while, he didn't expect Wang Hongbao to come to this hand, the lines were probably prepared in advance, if it was fried and sold, then Wang Hongbao's IQ was too high.

"You-you must be mistaken. Qian Heping, you are talking! You've been in my furniture store for a short time, don't you even recognize me? ”

Qian Heping was also speechless -- he seemed to be coaxed by "Wang Hongbao."

"Or else! You can also do a DMA test for me, and you don't need to spend so much tongue. Speak for yourself. ”

Chapter 102: Three hairs obstruct the view, and a scar on the left leg

"Qian Heping, you are talking! You came all the way from Jingnan to the mountain city, didn't you just want to catch up with me? How did you suddenly become dumb? "Wang Hongbao" said in a mocking tone.