Chapter 43: Is it Lin Jiahe?
"..." Shen Yanhui didn't say anything, turned around and walked away with a sour face.
The police retrieved the recent surveillance footage downstairs in the studio and spotted a very suspicious figure.
In half a month, the figure appeared four times in total, and each time he appeared he was fully armed, with only a pair of eyes vaguely visible.
"This person should not be a resident of this community. Because every time he appears, he only stops at the door of the apartment building and never goes upstairs." The leading policeman pointed at the computer screen and said seriously: "Judging from his figure, he should be a tall man. Mr. Pei, please identify him carefully and see if you can guess who he is."
Pei Xingzhi lifted his glasses with the joint of his index finger, frowned, and moved closer to the computer screen, staring at the blurry figure.
The man was dressed too tightly, in black from head to toe, and his face was completely invisible. It is really difficult to identify such a person. In addition, Pei Xingzhi has come into contact with many people over the years, and he thinks he can't guess who he is from these people.
"I can't guess." Pei Xingzhi shook his head and said truthfully: "I have met too many people with similar figures to him. I can't guess who he is just based on this figure."
"Where's Mrs. Pei?" The police turned to look at Qin Song, "Mrs. Pei, come and take a look too."
"Okay." Qin Song walked forward obediently and watched the surveillance video on the computer with Pei Xingzhi.
"Has Mrs. Pei offended anyone recently?" The policeman standing next to Qin Song suddenly asked this question.
"Offended people?" He has offended too many people.
The supporting actress has been acting like a big shot in Yuncheng, and she has offended countless people over the years.
"Uh..." Although it was embarrassing, Qin Song had to admit honestly, "I, I have offended quite a lot of people..."
The policeman's eyes widened in surprise: "Among all these people, are there any who have a bigger conflict with you?"
Qin Song nodded: "Yes."
Police: “For example?”
Qin Song: "...There are many examples."
"...Ah?" The policeman was a little confused.
"What Miss Qin Song means is that she has deep conflicts with many people." Shen Yanhui had been standing behind for so long and finally found an opportunity to insult Qin Song. She fiddled with her seaweed-like hair, with a mocking smile on her face: "Brother Lu may not know that Miss Qin Song has a very strange personality. In Yuncheng, there are many people who have major grievances with her."
"Shen Yanhui." These words made Pei Xingzhi a little unhappy. He raised his hand, put his arm around Qin Song's shoulders, and glared at Shen Yanhui with displeasure.
"..." The smug look on Shen Yanhui's face froze in an instant, and he felt extremely unhappy.
Pei Xingzhi ignored her and looked at the policeman in front of him, asking in confusion: "Mr. Lu, why do you suddenly ask this? Is this person related to my wife?"
The policeman nodded with a sullen face. "This man appeared downstairs of the studio four times in half a month. Three of those times he followed Mrs. Pei here. He stopped at the door as soon as Mrs. Pei entered the apartment building and never followed her in."
"So I think he is more likely to have a grudge against Madam Pei."
"Do you have a grudge against me?" Qin Song was shocked and confused. "But the people I offend are usually girls. I don't have any grudges against boys."
"Besides, if he had a grudge against me, why didn't he hit me with his car, but hit the innocent Pei Xingzhi?"
"That's exactly what I'm confused about," the police said. "If this man had a grudge against you, he should have hit you with his car. But from the surveillance footage at the hospital, it seems that his first target for revenge was Mr. Pei."
"He has a grudge against you, but he wants to take revenge on Mr. Pei. I can only think of one possibility."
Qin Song looked at him nervously: "What?"
Police: "His hatred for you is a hatred of love."
"Love and hatred?" This word made Qin Song even more confused. She held her head and thought about it, and could only think of one person——
"Lin Jiahe?"
"Who is Lin Jiahe?" The police became alert instantly.
"..." Qin Song glanced at Pei Xingzhi, who had no expression on his face, and stammered, "My first love was dumped by me once."
Police: “Do you have a photo of him?”
Qin Song shook his head: "I didn't."
The policeman then ordered his apprentice: "Xiao Zhao, check this Lin Jiahe."
Xiao Zhao: “Yes!”
Checking on people is a time-consuming task. Qin Song waited for a while, and seeing that it was getting late, he took the initiative to go out and buy dinner for the people in the studio.
Pei Lingxuan is now Qin Song's little follower. Whenever Qin Song goes out, she will naturally follow him closely.
“Bang!”
The door of the studio closed behind him. Shen Yanhui sat in the chair and waited for a moment. Suddenly he stood up and said, "Xingzhi, I'm going to make a phone call."
Pei Xingzhi was concentrating on completing an order in front of his computer. Hearing this, he didn't even look at her, but just responded coldly, "Yeah."
Shen Yanhui took his cell phone and went out.
The community where the studio is located is quite old. There are several restaurants that have been open for more than ten years just at the entrance of the community. Qin Song and Pei Lingxuan randomly found a restaurant to take away dinner.
Qin Song became particularly greedy after she became pregnant, and she couldn't walk when she saw those messy snacks. While dinner was not ready yet, she said hello to Pei Lingxuan and slipped out to buy something to eat.
"Girl, here's your pork tenderloin pie." The boss handed a heavy plastic bag to Qin Song.
"Thank you." Qin Song took the steaming pancake and took a big bite impatiently. The crust was crispy, and the meat and vegetables inside were fragrant and spicy, and Qin Song was almost dizzy from the aroma.
She was pregnant now, and she needed to eat for two, so she decided to buy some other food.
"Qin Song."
Qin Song had just ordered a basket of dumplings when Shen Yanhui suddenly appeared behind her and patted her shoulder.
She bit her pork tenderloin patty and turned back, asking unhappily, "What are you doing?" Shen Yan replied, "Let's chat."
Qin Song agreed readily, but with one condition: "Let's talk after I get the dumplings."
Shen Yan replied: "..."
Fortunately, the dumplings were ready quickly and Shen Yanhui didn’t have to wait long.
"What are you talking about?" Qin Song followed her to a corner where there were few people and asked while eating a cake.
Shen Yan lifted her long hair, and the faint fragrance from her hair suddenly hit Qin Song's face. Qin Song frowned, his eyes a little speechless.
"Qin Song, don't you think you are a burden?" Shen Yanhui said with a smile.
Qin Song: "Why do you say that to me?"
"Humph," Shen Yanhui sneered, "Why do you have no idea why I say that to you?"
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