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Meng Changli stepped forward and picked up the horizontal wooden bolt leaning against the corner of the door, and put one end into the slot first: "With the help of external force, can any of you have a way to get the other end to get stuck in?"

Wang Meng took the other end of the wooden bolt and looked at it: "I have heard that some people can lock the door directly from the outside with just a rope, but unfortunately I can't. Is it possible that the murderer is a locksmith?"

"Stop insulting the locksmith, Deputy. Even the three-year-old kid in our village knows how to tie the door with a rope!" Wang Jianjun came out from nowhere, with two pieces of paper stuffed in his nostrils, and said in a muffled voice:

"The wood is slippery. You only need to clamp one end first, then tie the other end with a cotton thread or a thin hemp rope, and lead it from the bottom crack to the outside. When people go out, close the door and pull the rope outside. Not only can the door latch be stuck, but the rope can also be recovered outside."

Meng Changli and Wang Meng looked at each other, handed over the wooden bolts in their hands, and said in unison:

"Then try it!"

"Okay, I used this method a lot when I was a kid to sneak out and play. I can even lock the door for you with my eyes closed."

Wang Jianjun ran to the yard next door to borrow a piece of cotton thread and demonstrated it to everyone according to the method he just said.

Under the gaze of several pairs of eyes, the wooden bolt followed the strength of the cotton thread and got stuck into the slot behind the door.

The cotton thread was finally shaken and tugged by Wang Jianjun, and the thread fell off automatically and he pulled it out from the crack of the door, leaving no trace on the wooden latch.

Everyone: ...It seems like it’s really not that difficult, at least my eyes can learn it.

When Wang Jianjun stepped into the courtyard again, he received a probing look from Wang Meng: "You'd better recruit from the facts. Where were you four to five days ago?"

Wang Jianjun:...?

He said angrily: "Where else can I be? Wherever you are, I will be!"

Isn’t this question nonsense?

The two of them usually live in the bureau or in the same dormitory. How can Wang Meng not know where he is going?

But Wang Meng didn't listen, Wang Meng continued to explore, and Wang Meng just wanted to circle around him.

This was the retribution Wang Jianjun deserved for causing him to lose an investigation line.

Seeing the gaze in front of him like a searchlight, Meng Changli's lips twitched fiercely.

She felt that Wang Meng was driven crazy by this case.

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