Chapter 137 Killer

◎Since you hate her so much, should you kill her?◎

Under Zhao Xiangwan's promotion, the Luo County Public Security Bureau began to speed up its investigation.

One team searched Wei Lan's luggage, focusing on the letters; one team took Ji Zhao's portrait to Furong Hotel to ask the waiter, and another team invited the nerd Jiang Chunlai to the Public Security Bureau for investigation.

On the twenty-fifth day of the lunar month, the second trial took place, and Jiang Chun came.

Just like when we met in the hotel buffet this morning, Jiang Chunlai was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and had a handsome appearance, but he looked haggard and seemed to be under a lot of psychological pressure.

Li Mingyang, Cao Guang, and Zhao Xiangwan were sitting in the interrogation room, and there was also a young policeman who was in charge of taking notes.

Li Mingyang asked a few questions about personal information. Jiang Chunlai's eyes were a little dull. He answered the questions, but he was always a step behind, as if he was in a trance.

[The police brought me here alone, what does that mean? ]

[If you want to ask questions about the Writers Association, you should ask Yuan Kan. ]

[If you want to ask about Wei Lan's family affairs, why don't you bring Yu Yi here? He's her adopted son.]

Is Yu Yi Wei Lan's adopted son?

Zhao Xiangwan asked directly: "Who has a grudge against Wei Lan?"

When Jiang Chunlai heard this question, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

[So the police came to me to get the inside story? Fortunately, fortunately. ]

He chose his words carefully: "The one who has the greatest grudge against Wei Lan is President Yuan's graduate student, Jun Yuyi."

Yu Yi's surname is not Yu, but Jun.

A gentleman is known for his righteousness. This name... implies the surname Yu. It seems the person who chose it was very thoughtful.

Zhao Xiangwan raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "Go on."

Zhao Xiangwan's attitude made Jiang Chunlai feel a little unsure, so he had to continue: "When Weilan married Yu Huimin, Yu Huimin had been married to Juncheng for nearly 20 years, and their son was 17 years old. Yu Huimin originally did not want to divorce, but the contract with Weilan had expired at that time. Weilan said that if he did not divorce and marry her, she would not renew the contract and switch to another publishing house. Yu Huimin had no choice but to divorce Juncheng. The son was sensible at the time, and immediately changed his surname and lived with his mother. Weilan was the mistress who destroyed his family. Do you think he hated Weilan?"

Zhao Xiangwan sneered, "How do you know so much now? This morning when I was having dinner and chatting with Lao Chong, you pretended to be so good, saying that you didn't know Wei Lan."

Jiang Chunlai was stunned for a moment, then he looked up at Zhao Xiangwan and recognized her. This morning she was sitting at the table next to him with a very pretty young man, who knew that she was actually a police officer!

Realizing that his every move was under police surveillance, Jiang Chunlai suddenly became discouraged and explained with a red face: "I, I was just trying to trick the old man."

Zhao Xiangwan went straight to the point: "From 6 to 7:30 last night, you and Wei Lan were together, right?"

Jiang Chunlai's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, his back began to sweat, and his adrenaline surged. He asked nervously, "You, what do you mean?"

Zhao Xiangwan repeated the question, but his tone was much more serious: "From 6 to 7:30 last night, you and Wei Lan were together, right?"

Jiang Chunlai looked at the policeman in front of him cautiously, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Cao Guang slammed the table and said in a sharp voice: "Yes! Or no?"

The atmosphere in the interrogation room suddenly became solemn.

Jiang Chunlai couldn't stand the pressure and finally gave in. He sat down and said, "Yes."

"You are lovers, aren't you?"

"yes."

Zhao Xiangwan had a stern face and a very serious attitude: "Wei Lan was killed at the door at around 8 o'clock. Did you know?"

Jiang Chunlai was in a low mood. He lowered his eyes and looked at his feet. He replied softly, "I know."

Zhao Xiangwan asked, "You were worried that your lover's relationship would be discovered, so you killed her?"

Jiang Chunlai was so frightened when he heard this that he denied it hastily: "No, no, no, I didn't kill her! I loved her so much, how could I possibly hurt her?"

Zhao Xiangwan asked coldly: "How do you prove it?"

Jiang Chunlai was a smart man. After hearing Zhao Xiangwan's questions, he realized a problem: it was impossible for him to keep himself out of the matter. If he wanted to avoid being treated as a suspect and tried, he had to provide useful evidence to the police.

It is difficult to prove that he loves her, but it is not difficult to divert trouble away.

"The murderer should be Jun Yuyi, right? Jun Yuyi's teacher is Yuan Kan, and it was Yuan Kan who arranged this year's Writers Association Annual Conference in Luo County. Maybe they were in collision with each other."

Zhao Xiangwan shook his head: "From 7 to 9 pm, Yuan Kan, Jun Yuyi and several other members of the Writers Association were in the conference room on the third floor of the hotel, discussing the details of the next Writers Association's selection of outstanding novels. They had no time to commit the crime."

Jiang Chunlai said anxiously: "They can hire a killer to kill people."

Zhao Xiangwan looked at Jiang Chunlai and said slowly, "If it was a hired murder, any one of you would be a suspect, even Yu Huimin and Jun Cheng who are far away in Kyoto."

Jiang Chunlai is indeed the man who knows Wei Lan best. He is now trapped in a vicious circle designed by Zhao Xiangwan - he must work hard to prove the murderer in order to clear himself of suspicion.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind at this moment. Who was it? Who was the most suspicious?

Jiang Chunlai suddenly thought of something: "Wei Lan has been very excited recently. She said that she has found a treasure and can get rid of Yu and start her own business. However, her attitude is very mysterious and she didn't tell me much."

Here it comes! It seems that the inspiration for popular novels that Zhao Chenyang learned from his rebirth is very valuable to Wei Lan.

Precisely because of her value, Wei Lan decided to split up with Yu Huimin, and that's why she made an appointment with editor Huang Liang.

Wei Lan's fate changed after she became connected with Zhao Chenyang, the reborn man.

Zhao Xiangwan looked at Jiang Chunlai and asked, "What treasure did you find?"

Jiang Chunlai shook his head: "She refused to say."

Zhao Xiangwan deliberately provoked him: "You are her lover, and she didn't tell you anything?"

Jiang Chunlai said: "She just said that a reader wrote to her with a story outline attached. It was very fresh and interesting, and it was definitely a romance novel that had never been seen on the market. She said that after she met the other party and had a serious chat, she would set up a studio and then she would bring me in to work together. We would write together and publish together. In the future, we would sell copyrights and make TV series. We would definitely make money."

It seems that Zhao Chenyang has found the most valuable part of rebirth - information gap.

Maybe it will be a cliché ten years later, but it was definitely new and fresh ten years ago. If those popular elements ten years later were put into the novel, it would definitely be a shocking visual impact for readers in the 1990s, right?

Zhao Xiangwan looked unconvinced: "What kind of plot is this? Is it worth so much? Is it worth it for Wei Lan to have the courage to break up with Yu Huimin? Five years ago, she was desperate to force Yu Huimin to the throne, why is she breaking up now?"

Jiang Chunlai's heart leaned towards Wei Lan. He gritted his teeth and said, "Wei Lan met Yu Huimin, a typical case of meeting the wrong person. Yu Huimin liked her novels and saw her potential for future development, so he turned her into an underground lover, giving her no fame or money, and coaxed her into signing the cheapest author contract. Even after they got married, she still had to endure his oppression and was deprived of her rights as a mother. How cruel! She didn't dare! to break up before because she didn't have enough wings, but now she says she has the confidence and must work hard for herself."

Zhao Xiangwan sneered, "You get what you want. Why do you pity her?"

Jiang Chunlai hurriedly explained: "I don't feel sorry for her, I just feel sorry for her."

Li Mingyang interrupted: "Pity and heartache, aren't they the same thing?"

Jiang Chunlai answered seriously: "They are different. Pity is pity, and I feel sorry for her; heartache is because I truly feel that it is not easy for her, and I love her even more in my heart."

Zhao Xiangwan raised his hand to stop Jiang Chunlai from quibbling over words: "As what person do you feel sorry for her? As the husband of your wife or the father of your daughter?"

Jiang Chunlai felt as if an arrow had pierced his heart. He covered his chest and struggled to say, "I, I plan to marry her after getting a divorce. I won't make things difficult for her. I will live happily with her and have a lovely child."

Zhao Xiangwan smiled, her smile full of sarcasm: "Does she think so?"

Jiang Chunlai was speechless.

Does she love me?

[If she loves me, why would she meet that upstart Chai Dingshan? ]

[If she loves me, why didn't she show me the synopsis given by the reader? If she loves me, why didn't she tell me who she was meeting at 8 o'clock? If she loves me, why did she make me walk the same path she walked? She was our secret lover for so many years, she was so cruel! ]

Zhao Xiangwan heard exactly what he was thinking.

It seems that Jiang Chunlai is deeply in love with Wei Lan, but Wei Lan treats him indifferently.

Zhao Xiangwan: "Were you having a tryst with her in your room or her room?"

Jiang Chunlai: "My room."

Zhao Xiangwan: "What time did she leave? Why did she leave?"

Jiang Chunlai smiled bitterly: "She said she had an appointment at eight o'clock."

Zhao Xiangwan looked serious and asked, "Such an important clue, why didn't you tell the police?"

Jiang Chunlai was silent for a while, and his eyes swept over the four policemen sitting at the table. He said in a hoarse voice: "What should I say? Should I tell each of you that I am her secret lover? Should I tell you that we were making love in bed half an hour before she was killed? If so, what will happen to my reputation and my family?"

Zhao Xiangwan had no sympathy for him: "Reputation or imprisonment, which is more important?"

Jiang Chunlai's heart sank, and he quickly explained: "So, I've said it now, I've said everything!"

Zhao Xiangwan shook his head slowly: "No, you are hiding something from us."

Jiang Chunlai was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead: "Really not."

Zhao Xiangwan asked: "Who was the person that Wei Lan wanted to meet at 8 o'clock in the evening? Why did she open the door for him?"

Jiang Chunlai felt like a prey, being forced to the edge of a cliff by the hunter Zhao Xiangwan. If he didn't jump, the sky would be right in front of him; if he jumped, there would be a bottomless abyss behind him.

Jiang Chunlai gritted his teeth and shouted, "I really don't know who it is! I just heard her mention it. I didn't want to be separated from her and wanted her to stay in my room for one night, but she wanted to leave at around seven o'clock. I pestered her and she said she had an appointment at eight o'clock. As for who she had an appointment with, she refused to say."

Zhao Xiangwan's eyes were like lightning, staring closely at his facial expression: "If she doesn't say it, won't you ask?"

Jiang Chunlai said: "She just smiled mysteriously, kissed me, and said it was a gift from God, a big gift. When I asked again, she stood up and left with a cold face, without any reluctance. I didn't dare to ask again, I could only look at her resolute back and feel sad. She is a cruel woman, really cruel! She is cruel to others and even crueler to herself."

Zhao Xiangwan didn’t know whether it was cruel or not, but Wei Lan was undoubtedly the master of time management.

At 5pm, I had an appointment with the editor of the publishing house. At 6pm, I had an appointment with my first love, but she didn't show up. So I just fooled around with my secret lover for an hour. At 7:30pm, I returned to the room and waited for the appointment with the mysterious man at 8pm. With this schedule, Wei Lan didn't have a chance to breathe.

Zhao Xiangwan continued to press: "Then guess who she is dating?"

Jiang Chunlai said without hesitation: "It must be the loyal reader she was communicating with. She told me before that this reader would bring her wealth and give her the confidence to fight against Yu Huimin. Only by meeting this reader could she leave my room so resolutely."

If she met Zhao Chenyang last night, why did he come to Luo County today? Moreover, Zhao Chenyang told Zhao Xiangwan that she and Weilan had not agreed on a specific time to meet. She only said that she should contact her at the hotel after she arrived today.

It seems that a mysterious person has tampered with the information communications between Zhao Chenyang and Wei Lan.

This mysterious identity is about to be revealed.

——Luo Yihui.

Only Luo Yihui is the person who is most familiar and closest to Zhao Chenyang.

Only Luo Yihui has access to the letters between Zhao Chenyang and Wei Lan, and can conceal, change, and modify the contents.

Only Luo Yihui can guide Zhao Chenyang's psychological changes, find out the biggest secret in her heart, contact Wei Lan behind her back, and set a time to meet.

Zhao Xiangwan asked: "How does Wei Lan communicate with her mysterious reader?"

Jiang Chunlai said: "Contact through letters."

"How many times did you send the letter? Where was the return address?"

"It seemed like two or three times. I don't know the address. She didn't show it to me."

"We agreed to meet at eight o'clock last night, also by letter?"

Jiang Chunlai shook his head uncertainly: "It shouldn't be possible, right? Our annual meeting this time is held at the Furong Hotel in Luo County, and we don't know in advance who will stay in which room. Correspondence is too slow to transmit information, so we should contact each other by phone."

"Does Weilan have a mobile phone?"

"Yes, she has an iMessage mobile phone, but she keeps a low profile and rarely uses it in public, so most people don't know about it."

"Do you know the phone number?"

"Yes, it's XXXXXX."

Zhao Xiangwan turned and looked at Cao Guang.

Cao Guang felt a little embarrassed under her clear gaze.

[There are not enough people. The mobile phone has been sealed as evidence and has not been checked yet. 】

[Officer Zhao's eyes are so sharp. ]

Zhao Xiangwan was almost certain that the other party contacted Wei Lan through a mobile phone, obtained the room number, and sent a killer to knock on the door at 8 o'clock on time.

If the other party was intent on hiring a killer, they would definitely use a pay phone to make the call. Even if we go through the telecommunications bureau, we won't be able to find out any useful information, but... the city where the call came from will definitely be found.

Zhao Xiangwan said to Cao Guang: "Please print out all the phone call records."

Cao Guang immediately agreed: "Yes."

After saying "yes", Cao Guang got up and arranged for the members of the task force to start their work. When he came back, he was still a little confused - huh? Why did I listen to Zhao Xiangwan so much? It seemed that I was the leader of the task force?

After reviewing Jiang Chunlai, Zhao Xiangwan and Ji Zhao returned to the task force office to rest.

All clues point to Zhao Chenyang.

Because of Zhao Chenyang's foresight, she provided Wei Lan with new inspiration, which gave Wei Lan the confidence and courage to partner with Yu Huimin.

Of course, it is also possible that Yu Huimin hired a killer to stop Wei Lan from leaving.

In this case, Yuan Kan, as the mentor of his own son, was most likely an accomplice. He specially arranged the annual meeting to be held far away from Kyoto, and then hired assassins to kill people and then leave. He came and went without a trace, and no one could catch him.

As for the 8 o'clock appointment, as long as Yu Huimin knew that Wei Lan lived in Room 301, he could ask someone to call the internal line to inform her. Moreover, Room 301 was located at the end of the corridor, close to the evacuation stairs. The location of this room was so cleverly arranged that it might have been arranged by Yuan Kan.

But at present, Wei Lan is still the goose that lays golden eggs for Lan Yu Publishing House. Why did Yu Huimin want to kill her?

The most likely possibility is that Luo Yihui hired someone to do it. By the same token, he wanted to stop Zhao Chenyang from going solo.

Luo Yihui realized that Zhao Chenyang was a reborn person, and hoped to keep her by his side to provide him with information, help him make money, and help him achieve success. Once Zhao Chenyang cooperates with Wei Lan, Zhao Chenyang will have strong wings, and his dependence on Luo Yihui will decrease.

Seeing Zhao Xiangwan sitting in the chair in silence with a frown on her face, it was obvious that this case had consumed a lot of her energy. Li Mingyang felt a little sorry and poured hot tea for Zhao Xiangwan and Ji Zhao: "Are you tired? Have some tea."

Zhao Xiangwan took the tea, took a big sip, and turned to look at Ji Zhao.

Having suffered from autism for many years, what Ji Zhao fears least is loneliness.

Even though no one paid any attention to him and even though Zhao Xiangwan was busy with the interrogation, Ji Zhao remained calm and sat quietly by his side.

Noticing Zhao Xiangwan's gaze, Ji Zhao smiled faintly.

[Don't worry about me, just review it at your own pace, I'll be with you. ]

Zhao Xiangwan gave him a quiet smile in return.

Li Mingyang said apologetically, "It's so cold, but a murder happened. I'm sorry to have caused you to travel so much."

Zhao Xiangwan glanced at him and said, "It's okay."

I looked down at my watch and it was already 3:30 in the afternoon.

After interrogating Zhou Haoman, he obtained a portrait of the murderer.

After reviewing Jiang Chunlai, it was clear that Wei Lan had an appointment with a mysterious person at 8 o'clock.

Next, it’s time to examine Zhao Chenyang and see how frequent her correspondence with Weilan was, and to what depth her conversations with Weilan went.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiangwan took two more sips of hot tea and said to Li Mingyang, "Shall we go meet Zhao Chenyang?"

Li Mingyang stood up immediately: "Okay, I'll arrange it right away."

At this moment, the door of the office was pushed open with a bang, and a public security officer rushed in: "Report!"

Li Mingyang and Cao Guang saw their men acting so recklessly and shouted at the same time: "Why are you panicking?"

This police officer was the one who followed Li Yangming last night. He had just joined the police force last September. His last name was Zhou. He had a strange expression, excited but confused at the same time. “Someone came to surrender himself.”

Surrender?

Who surrendered?

Everyone in the office stood up.

Xiao Zhou ran all the way and was a little out of breath. He reported while panting: "Chairman Yuan accompanied Jun Yuyi to turn himself in. Jun Yuyi admitted that he hired a killer to kill someone."

This……

It was totally beyond Zhao Xiangwan's expectations.

Jun Yuyi was handcuffed, with panic and fear on his young and handsome face, and his eyes were full of clear stupidity. He sat on the iron chair, looking at the eight big words on the wall: "Confess and be lenient, resist and be strict", and regretted it so much that his intestines turned green.

【I am so stupid! 】

[Who would have known that it was just a joke, but he actually helped me kill someone.]

Jun Yuyi stared at the portrait that Ji Zhao had just finished: "I, I recognize this person."

Cao Guang held up the portrait and asked again, "Do you recognize the person in the portrait?"

After Ji Zhao finished the portrait, the police took the photocopied portrait to the Furong Hotel and asked the waiters to identify it. They all said they had not seen it. People were coming and going in the hotel, and no one noticed him.

Just when he was about to return empty-handed, he unexpectedly ran into Jun Yuyi. When Jun Yuyi saw the portrait in the police's hand, his face suddenly changed. Under the police's questioning, he asked to see his mentor Yuan Kan alone, and then came to surrender.

Jun Yuyi secretly hated himself for being so stupid, but now that things had come to this, there was no way to escape, so he could only nod and admit hoarsely: "Yes, I know him."

Cao Guang asked, "Who is he?"

Jun Yuyi shook his head: "I don't know who he is either."

The scene suddenly became quiet.

Cao Guang was so annoyed by this kid that his teeth were itching.

Are you kidding me? You don't know who he is, but you say you know him, and you admit that you hired a killer. Does Jun Yuyi know what he is talking about?

Zhao Xiangwan said nothing, but sat quietly by the side, observing the situation.

It seems that Jun Yuyi himself is also confused.

Let him sort out his thoughts and tell us what happened.

At least he was sincere.

At least he was willing to take responsibility.

Jun Yuyi also felt that everything was ridiculous at this moment.

The breath was stuck in his chest, unable to go up or down, making him feel uncomfortable. Jun Yuyi sighed heavily, as if he wanted to let out all his troubles.

He studied Chinese and spoke fluently, but this incident was so bizarre that he didn't know how to describe it.

Jun Yuyi raised his hands. Having his hands cuffed felt very bad. Having his hands bound brought him a deep sense of humiliation. Jun Yuyi, who had been brought up with strict parents and received a good education, felt very uncomfortable.

Jun Yuyi wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I also met this man for the first time the night before last, but I didn't know his name."

Although Cao Guang was very anxious, he could only wait.

Jun Yuyi continued: "I am Yu Huimin's son, but my father and mother divorced five years ago. I hate Wei Lan, very much. It was this woman who destroyed my family. I used to have a complete family. My mother and father both cared about me. My mother was an excellent career woman, kind, strong and confident. My grandparents also had some connections in Kyoto. If it weren't for my grandparents' relationship, my father's Lanyu Publishing House would have closed down long ago. But he has changed since he hooked up with Wei Lan."

Cao Guang opened his mouth, wanting him to get straight to the point, but was stopped by Zhao Xiangwan.

Jun Yuyi glanced at Zhao Xiangwan gratefully and said, "Thank you. Although it may be a bit long-winded, I must explain the previous situation, otherwise the rest will not make sense."

Cao Guang and Li Mingyang exchanged helpless looks. They were really fed up with dealing with these accomplices who had to give a brief account of the events before they could confess their crimes.

Jun Yuyi is a bit of a bookworm. After he finished talking about his love-hate relationship with Wei Lan, he concluded, "So, I really hate Wei Lan, to the point where I hope she dies. But I am powerless, and my family is very strict, so I dare not do anything illegal. At most, I vent a few words behind her back, and I have never had a direct conflict with her. This time I came to attend the annual meeting of the Writers Association, and I begged Teacher Yuan to take me with me. I wanted to see what kind of charm Wei Lan has that made my father willing to divorce for her."

"Then, I discovered that Wei Lan had a messy private life."

"She and the nerd are in a relationship."

"I called my dad to tell him about it, but he told me that children should not meddle in adult affairs. I am already 22 years old, I am no longer a child!"

"The night before last, I went to a bar in Luo County by myself, drinking and cursing. I cursed very badly, but since I didn't know anyone around me, I wasn't afraid of losing face."

"After a while of cursing, the person sitting next to me suddenly laughed and said to me, if you hate her so much, why don't you kill her?"