The people who were watching the show at the door all moved away.
Two men in police uniforms walked in from outside.
"Who called the police?"
"I was the one who called the police." Song Jin stood up and explained the matter briefly.
Both policemen were men, one looked very young and the other looked to be in his thirties.
The older policeman nodded and looked at Song Yibai.
"You suspect this lady of damaging your belongings. Do you have any evidence?"
Song Yibai pursed his lips and said, "No, but she and I don't have a good relationship, so she is more suspicious."
"Without evidence, we can't just conclude a case. If there are suspicions, then everyone who was present at the time is a suspect and needs to be investigated."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Song Jin again. After all, it was she who called the police, so he asked her again.
"Which dress was damaged?"
Song Jin pointed to the skirt thrown on the table and said, "That's the one."
The older policeman came over, observed the skirt, and shook his head with some regret.
"This kind of fabric doesn't leave fingerprints. Even if someone touches it, the sweat will be absorbed and fingerprints won't be picked up."
When Lin Qingqing heard the police say that no fingerprints could be found, the guilty feeling in her heart immediately disappeared.
As long as no fingerprints are found, there is no way to prove that it is her.
As long as she doesn't admit it and there are no cameras here, who would know it was her who did it?
But the police officer continued, "Although there are no fingerprints on the skirt, there are on the scissors. The cut in the skirt must have been made by the scissors."
"As long as we find the scissors, detect the fingerprints on them, and compare them with the suspect's fingerprints, we can know who took the scissors."
Scissors……
Lin Qingqing's expression changed slightly, and her eyes involuntarily looked towards the drawer.
She was in a hurry to deal with the scene and was extremely panicked. When Song Jin saw her, she threw the scissors directly into the drawer.
The drawer was not locked, and the scissors inside could be seen at a glance.
I was careless. I wiped the fingerprints off before throwing away the scissors.
While the police officer was talking, Lin Qingqing quietly moved closer to the dressing table.
He wanted to wipe the place where he had held the scissors with his sleeve while no one was paying attention.
As soon as she moved, Song Jin called her.
"What do you want to do?"
"What did I do?"
Lin Qingqing was anxious, but she was being stared at by Song Jin. Because of Song Jin's shout, more people's eyes fell on her.
She couldn't ignore Song Jin and continue to approach the dressing table.
After all, there are so many people watching her.
The two policemen put on gloves and began to search for scissors in different drawers.
The cut of the skirt is smooth and symmetrical, so it is unlikely to have been cut by a sharp object such as a knife.
And there are only scissors on the dressing table, no knife.
A total of four pairs of scissors were found on the dressing table in the room, three of which were still sealed and unopened, and only one pair of scissors had been opened.
Only one person's fingerprint was extracted from the scissors. After comparison, the fingerprint was found to be Lin Qingqing's.
Song Yibai's face darkened and he looked at Lin Qingqing with anger and disappointment.
"Did you really cut my skirt? We are good friends, how could you do this?"
"No, I did use the scissors, but I only used them to cut my hair."
Even after the fingerprints were verified, Lin Qingqing was still unwilling to admit it and tried hard to make people believe that she was innocent.
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