Chapter 12: Case Reenacted

More than ten minutes later, Feng Bujue led Schofield and the police officer who was originally guarding outside the villa to his guest room, preparing to demonstrate the layout of the secret room.

This room is basically a mirror image of the crime scene. In addition to being completely symmetrical in layout, the structure and materials of the doors and windows are also the same. It's perfect for reenacting cases.

Schofield is naturally full of expectations. He wants to see with his own eyes how the famous detective will solve the mystery before him.

Feng Bujue had just gone to the utility room to get something similar to a murder weapon - a broken piano string, with the consent of the owner of the house. Now he took it out, walked to the middle of the room, and turned to face The two police officers said, "Since the conditions are sufficient and the real scene will not be damaged, let's recreate the crime first."

"That means..." Schofield responded, "The three of us will reenact the incident?"

"Two are enough." Feng Bujue said, "I will play the murderer." He turned his attention to the police officer next to Schofield, "This..."

"Dumpdy, sir." Officer Dumpdy raised the brim of his hat slightly with his hand and introduced himself. This is a rather tall young police officer with the same mustache as Dennis, but his appearance and temperament are much more approachable.

"Officer Dumpdy, your body shape is relatively close to that of the victim, so you can play the role of the deceased," Feng Bujue said.

Dumpty exchanged glances with the boss next to him. After receiving the other's consent, he took half a step forward and replied, "I'll be happy to oblige, sir."

"Then... let's get started." Feng Bujue stretched out his hand to gesture in the direction of the chair and said to Dumpdy, "Please sit on that sofa chair."

Dumpdy strode over, bent down and sat down.

Feng Bujue said, "Please try to sit as naturally as possible."

Dumpdy replied. "Okay." He said, leaning back in his chair again.

"Before Dennis was killed, he was sitting on a sofa chair smoking a cigarette like this." Feng Bujue began to explain, "And the murderer was in the same room with him." He took a few steps and came to the side and rear of Dumpdy. "This side of the room is all in Dennis' blind spot. There's a closet, a table, a cabinet, and the door to the bathroom."

"When Dennis is unsuspecting, there are many ways for the murderer to walk to this area quietly." Feng Bujue gave an example, "Maybe one, while talking to Dennis, pacing back and forth, walking slowly Go behind the other party; maybe secondly, Xuancheng needs to go to the toilet (the bathroom is the bathroom); there is also the possibility that the murderer pretends to go to the cupboard to get something..." He walked as he spoke, and unknowingly, he had quietly Went around behind Schofield. "See, it's very easy."

"Ah! When did you..." Schofield said blankly. He was still concentrating on what Feng Bujue said, but when he heard this, he realized that Mr. Detective had already demonstrated the first example.

Feng Bujue shrugged. Walking back to the sofa chair, "People are easily attacked when they are unprepared and relaxed. It can be said that most people in this world are undefended most of the time. status."

He gave another example, "For example, you are sitting in a restaurant that you frequently visit, and suddenly, a waiter or a customer rushes past you. At this time, will your brain remind you? Said: 'Be careful, this guy might pull out a knife from his sleeve and stab you in the head.'

For another example, you are sitting in a warm and comfortable home, after taking a shower, and reading a serialized novel. At this time, would you consider... Just outside the window on your side, someone is aiming a sniper rifle at you. "

When Schofield and Dumpty heard this, they both instinctively glanced at the window of the room...

Feng Bujue raised his right hand and tapped his temple lightly with his index finger. "Our brain cannot bear the kind of long-term, uninterrupted, hysterical vigilance task. Therefore, as long as we mentally identify the environment we are in, If it is safe, people will let go of their 'unnecessary precautions.'" He paused, "Let's look at the case at hand... When Dennis was killed, he was in the guest room of the mountain villa where his father lived, or with a man. Familiar people are in the same room. Of course he is not wary of the possibility that the other party will suddenly take out a steel wire and strangle me to death, but he never expected..."

After Feng Bujue said this, he picked up the strings with both hands and walked towards Dumpdy. Although the latter knew that this was just a reconstruction of the murder, he still couldn't help but become nervous. Brother Jue's various weird remarks and the cold-blooded tone in which he spoke made the police officer feel chills running down his spine.

"The deceased's figure is very close to yours, and the back of his neck can just rest on the upper end of the back of the sofa. For the murderer, this is an ideal height for exerting force." Feng Bujue said, patting him. Dumpdy's shoulder, "Please feel what it feels like to be suddenly strangled from behind."

"Hmm..." Before Dumpdy responded, Feng Bujue placed the strings in front of his chin, "Assuming that your neck has been strangled by me at this moment, the strong congestion and suffocation feeling above the neck is killing you. Life. So, how will you react in the panic and pain in the only minute before you die?

"I will try to untie the restraints around my neck, and at the same time..." Dumpdy thought for a moment and replied, "I will push my body back as hard as I can."

After hearing this, Schofield looked at Brother Jue and said, "The marks on the carpet at the scene and the scratches on the neck of the deceased all support these reactions."

"What else?" Feng Bujue motioned to Officer Dumpdy to continue.

Dumpdy experienced it again, suddenly thought of something, and said in surprise: "I think I will try to grab the murderer's arm or body."

"Well...that's right." Feng Bujue nodded and said thoughtfully, "It's just...sitting on a sofa chair with a solid base and heavy weight, and there is a carpet under your feet that is difficult to rely on. In this state If someone strangled his neck with a steel wire from behind... even if the deceased tried his best to reach behind, it would be difficult to reach the murderer's body. "

"Forearm!" Schofield continued from the side as if he suddenly understood. "During the struggle of the deceased, it is likely that there will be scratch marks on the murderer's hand, wrist, and even forearm!"

"Well." Feng Bujue continued, "It's more than that..." He paused, "Generally speaking, to strangle a two-hundred-pound man, the action must be fast and powerful. However, in this case, The murderer used a weapon such as a steel wire, which is the best tool for strangulation. It is not only easy to hide, but also does not require high strength from the perpetrator. Even women or minors can use this thing. To kill a strong man, professional killers often use this method to kill. "

Brother Jue said, slowly raising his hands with his palms facing forward, "However... you must be careful when using this thing. If you don't take protective measures, your palms will be easily injured." (To be completed.) Continued.)