Chapter 138 Who is it?
◎The answer is obvious◎
Hearing this, Cao Guang felt that he was almost defeated by Jun Yuyi, the graduate student.
"Is this the man? The one sitting next to you is the one in the portrait? He said he would help you kill someone, and you let him do it?"
Jun Yuyi's head was drooping, and he obviously thought that this was all too absurd. "I was drunk at the time, and I was a little confused. I sat at the bar and drank one cup after another, and I didn't care who was sitting next to me. Anyway, this person was dragged by me and poured out a lot of bitter water. I just remember that he smelled like disinfectant, as if he had just come out of the hospital."
"Later, when I heard him suggest killing Wei Lan, I looked up at him. He was a little drunk at the time, and the lights in the bar were flashing, so I couldn't see his face clearly. I only remember that he had short hair, a deep voice, broad shoulders, and sat at the bar with a casual attitude."
Cao Guang asked: "Then what? Then you planned to kill someone?"
Jun Yuyi's shoulders slumped, and he placed his hands neatly on his knees, nodding obediently like a scolded child: "Yes, I was drunk and had water in my brain. When he asked me if I wanted to kill her, I definitely said yes. Then I said that I had never even entered the kitchen since I was a child, and I had never held a knife. I dare not kill anyone."
Having said this, Jun Yuyi raised his head and looked at Cao Guang.
"Then, he leaned close to my ear and said, 'Then I'll help you kill her?'"
"My mind went blank and I nodded and said, 'Okay.'"
"He said, one thousand dollars, no bargaining."
"I said yes, took out my wallet and gave him one thousand yuan."
"He took the money, got up and left without saying a word to me. But I remember his back, which was exactly the same as the one you drew. He had a chivalrous spirit. When I saw his back, I thought, is the bearded man, one of the three heroes of the Tang Dynasty, a man like him? He came and went without a trace, and took people's heads from thousands of miles away."
Cao Guang was so angry that he slammed the table and cursed in a low voice: "Idiot!"
Jun Yuyi's eyes revealed confusion and helplessness: "Comrade police, I had forgotten about this matter. One thousand yuan is not too much or too little for me. When I woke up yesterday morning, I was confused for a moment. I saw that there was less money in my wallet, and then I realized that everything that happened in the bar that night was true. I laughed at myself for being cheated out of one thousand yuan. How could someone in the world so easily accept a murder business in a bar? But... Wei Lan was really killed!"
"I really didn't expect that Wei Lan would die."
"I didn't take the bar incident seriously at all. I just thought of it as a joke for a thousand dollars."
"Wei Lan has a twisted personality. She is always picky, vain and jealous. She is also an underground lover with Shu Nai. I also heard that she bought another house in Kyoto and took her sister, whose face was disfigured by the fire, to live there. She is imprisoned there like a prisoner. Moreover, after she got married, her relationship with my father was not very good. She fights for fame and fortune all day long. There are so many people in the Writers Association who don't like her. Who knows who killed her."
"But today, when I saw you police officers coming over with the portrait, I recognized this faceless figure right away. It was the man I met at the bar the night before. Although I was drunk and the lights were blinding, the man's back left a very deep impression on me. That's the feeling. A person's appearance may be changed through makeup, but the aura he carries cannot be changed no matter where he goes."
After hearing this, everyone in the interrogation room understood.
Cao Guang and Zhao Xiangwan present were both experienced criminal police, but this was the first time they had seen such a hasty hiring of a killer to kill someone.
Jun Yuyi blamed himself and tried to repent: "Comrade police, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have said nonsense in the bar, and I shouldn't have thought of hiring a killer. Did I break the law? I turn myself in, I plead guilty, I will be punished. I only ask you... don't tell my grandparents, they are old and can't stand the torture."
Very strange.
I originally thought that Luo Yihui hired a killer to kill someone, but I didn't expect Jun Yuyi to jump out first.
Cao Guang rubbed his hands and looked at Zhao Xiangwan: "Just like that, have you found the clue?" Jun Yuyi had a motive to kill and also confessed the process of hiring a killer. Although buying a life for one thousand yuan seems a bit ridiculous, as long as the killer is found, the case will be solved.
Zhao Xiangwan was very calm.
Facing Jun Yuyi who was deeply remorseful, Zhao Xiangwan bowed and spoke slowly: "Jun Yuyi, don't rush to confess. I still have a few questions to ask."
Jun Yuyi looked at her with deep despair in his eyes: "What can I do if I don't plead guilty? Although I hate Weilan, I have never thought of finding someone to kill her. But this happened. I did give the money and did say I wanted to kill her. Since I was a child, my family taught me to be a person who dares to take responsibility. It's my fault, I admit it."
Zhao Xiangwan was not bothered by his self-blame and asked the first question directly: "You smelled a strong smell of disinfectant on the other person, didn't you?"
Jun Yuyi nodded: "Yes! The bar was filled with the smell of cigarettes and alcohol, and the smell of disinfectant seemed very fresh. Maybe it was because of this smell that I kept chattering beside him. My mother is a doctor, and she always has this faint smell on her body. I feel at ease when I smell it."
Zhao Xiangwan asked: "Is there a smell of gasoline?"
Jun Yuyi suddenly realized: "Yes! Now that you mention it, I remember that he smelled of gasoline."
Zhao Xiangwan fell into deep thought.
At eight o'clock last night, when Zhou Haoman was in the stairwell, he smelled a mixture of disinfectant and gasoline on the killer's body. Jun Yuyi also smelled gasoline at ten o'clock the night before yesterday.
The smell of gasoline on his body suggests that the killer had driven a car, or ridden in a car, or repaired a car. In short, he had been in contact with cars for a long time and had no chance to take a shower and clean himself.
What does this mean?
The first possibility is that the killer is not a native of Luo County, but his permanent residence is not far from Luo County, and he travels back and forth between the two places. He came to scout the area the day before yesterday and sat in a bar at night. He came to kill someone yesterday and left after the killing.
The second possibility is that the killer is a native of Luo County and works in auto repair. Because of his work, he deals with cars for a long time, so there is a smell of gasoline on his body.
Why does the killer smell like disinfectant?
Was the killer hospitalized? However, both Zhou Haoman and Jun Yuyi mentioned that the killer looked fierce, energetic, and quick. Such a person should not be sick and hospitalized.
There is only one possibility left: the killer has a relative who is hospitalized for a long time, so he has been staying in the hospital to take care of him.
Anyone who stays in the hospital for a long time will be contaminated by the lingering smell of disinfectant.
Of course, there is another possibility, that the other party is a doctor. However... a doctor acting as a killer? Killing people for a thousand dollars as a joke? This possibility seems to be relatively small.
After sorting out his thoughts, Zhao Xiangwan asked Jun Yuyi again: "Is Wei Lan usually very casual? Will she open the door whenever someone knocks?"
Jun Yuyi shook his head: "No! This woman is as cunning as a rabbit. She hates meeting readers. Only a few people in the Writers Association know that she lives in 301. Unless you make an appointment with her in advance, she will never open the door. If someone knocks on the door too hard, she will call the front desk to complain."
After saying this, Jun Yuyi was so happy that he stared at Zhao Xiangwan in a daze. A second later, he seemed to come alive and suddenly became excited: "Yes! If it was someone I hired to kill her, I didn't tell him where Wei Lan lived, nor did I arrange a time to meet her. How did he get to the Furong Hotel, knock on the door at 8 o'clock, and kill Wei Lan?"
Jun Yuyi became more and more excited as he spoke, and his voice became louder: "So, I didn't hire the killer, right? It was someone else who should have killed Wei Lan. I just happened to meet him the night before yesterday, and he happened to be going to kill someone, so he asked me for money, right?"
I have to say, Jun Yuyi is actually quite smart.
Just now, Zhao Xiangwan felt that there was clear stupidity in his eyes, and he could take back what he said.
Jun Yuyi has a strong sense of morality and responsibility. Now that he knows that the killer actually already has an employer and has arranged to meet with Wei Lan at 8 o'clock the next evening, asking him for 1,000 yuan is just a matter of convenience. He breathes a sigh of relief, and the heavy stone pressing on his chest falls off at once, and he breathes a long sigh of relief.
"Officer, you are truly a detective with a keen eye. You were able to deduce the whole picture from just this one detail. It's amazing!"
Zhao Xiangwan was not impressed by such praise. There was another detail in Jun Yuyi's statement that made her think deeply: "You just said that Wei Lan bought another house in Kyoto and took her sister, whose face was disfigured by the fire, to live there and imprisoned her like a prisoner. Is this true?"
Jun Yuyi nodded heavily, "Of course it's true. When I was in college, I hired a private detective to check this woman's background. The private detective found out that after Wei Lan got married, as soon as her parents died, she brought her sister Wei Qingfang from her hometown to Kyoto, bought a villa, hired a nanny, bodyguards, and a housekeeper, ostensibly to take care of her, but in fact to keep an eye on her. Do you want to know the address? I can tell you."
Zhao Xiangwan said: "Okay, then please send us the address of the property."
Li Yangming was a little suspicious: "How do you know she was imprisoned? Wei Lan only has two sisters. After her parents died, she took her sister to live with her. Isn't this because they have a good relationship? Her sister is disfigured and doesn't want to see outsiders. Isn't it normal?"
君于義哼了一聲：“算了吧，蔚藍那個女人無利不起早，怎麽可能那麽好心？私家偵探告訴我，他曾經試圖靠近那棟別墅，結果人剛靠近，就有保镖前來驅趕。他用望遠鏡觀察過別墅裏頭的動靜，魏清芳基本不出門，偶爾到院子裏散步，旁邊也會有保姆跟着，盯得很緊。”
趙向晚腦中閃過一個念頭。
——莫非，蔚藍的槍手，就是她的嫡親妹妹？
因為是親人，因為已經毀容，所以才會一直無怨無悔地為她寫出一個又一個纏綿悱恻的作品，所以才會一直沒有讓大衆發現。
将君于義帶下去之後，陸續又有其他警察回來彙報。
第一組彙報對蔚藍随身物品調查的結果。
在蔚藍的行李箱中有一個黑色公文包，裏面有一些重要的文件材料，還有三封讀者來信，其中有一封自珠市寄出的信件，寄信人地址寫的是金碧輝煌夜總會。
這也代表，信件會先到老板洛一輝手中，再轉到洛一輝的女友趙晨陽那裏。
打開信，趙向晚認真看了下去。
這應該是趙晨陽第一次寫給蔚藍的。将一個故事梗概呈現給了蔚藍，大意是一個九十年代的女警，在一次追逐盜墓賊過程中，機緣巧合穿越到明初，分別與朱允文和朱棣相戀。既有皇室争奪、權謀算計；又有現代與古代思想觀念的碰撞，更多的卻是時空交錯所引發的奇異、動人的愛恨情仇。
趙向晚看完，終于知道為什麽蔚藍會下定決心與喻惠民拆夥。
趙晨陽這個故事，如果真的寫成小說，或者拍成電視劇，絕對會引起轟動。
——實在是太新鮮有趣了！
現代人穿越到古代，和古人談戀愛？
兩任皇帝為女主神魂颠倒？
一個朝代的皇權交替，竟然是愛情主宰？
無論是哪一個點，都會讓人目眩神迷。
關鍵是，趙晨陽在信裏還說，類似這樣的故事她腦子裏還有很多，希望能夠與蔚藍合作，一起把故事寫成書、拍成電視劇。
九十年代人們的觀念相對傳統，電視劇也偏現實、正統。第一次見到這樣“混搭”的故事，蔚藍作為這麽多年都在言情小說領域打滾的資深作者，很快就意識到了趙晨陽的價值。
也許因為這封信最有價值，蔚藍擔心被別人看到，所以随身攜帶。
按理說，趙晨陽與蔚藍還應該有其他信件往來，但蔚藍只留了這一封帶了過來。
另外兩封讀者來信并沒有什麽稀奇，全是溢美之辭，這說明一直讓妹妹當槍手的蔚藍，她那空虛的內心需要這些贊美來填補。
第二組彙報了蔚藍手機的通話記錄。
經核實，蔚藍有與喻惠民、袁侃、書呆、別墅管家通話。
陌生電話裏，在蔚藍被殺的頭一天，有一個自珠市拔入的電話，據了解是一個公用電話。
趙向晚看着電話記錄，點了點頭。珠市，不就是洛一輝所在的城市？
所有線索都彙總到手裏，接下來要與趙晨陽見見面了。
臘月二十五下午五點，距離傳喚時間已經過去七個小時。
第四審，趙晨陽。
趙晨陽的表現得非常驚恐。
單獨待在傳喚室七個小時，男友洛一輝不在身邊，只有一個女警面無表情地守在一旁，跟女警說什麽都不理不睬，這讓趙晨陽的心理壓力越來越大。
到底是哪裏出了纰漏？
蔚藍為什麽會死？
是誰殺了她？
難道警察懷疑是她，或者洛一輝嗎？不然為什麽把他們帶到公安局？
忐忑不安地等待了這麽長時間，雖然有吃有喝，想上廁所就上廁所，但行動并不自由，走到哪裏都有人盯着，這讓趙晨陽內心的惶恐漸漸積壓。
等到被人帶到審訊室，坐在冰冷的鐵椅之上，對面雪白的牆壁上那八個大字“坦白從寬、抗拒從嚴”透着異樣的嚴肅，讓趙晨陽的內心一縮，呼吸都有些困難起來。
鐵椅之前，有一張長方形的鐵桌。
門打開，幾名身穿制服的警察走了進來。
唯一一個身穿淺灰色呢子大衣的趙向晚，小臉雪白，透着生人勿近的冰冷。
趙晨陽像不認識一樣，緊緊盯着趙向晚。
這是真假千金第一次在審訊室碰頭。
趙晨陽是嫌疑人，而趙向晚則是負責審訊的警察。
比起平時，此刻的趙向晚多了一份壓迫感，令趙晨陽無比仰望。
等到曹光語帶威嚴，詢問趙晨陽一些個人信息的時候，趙晨陽內心的緊張越來越濃。
從場所、制服、到審問方式、态度……
公安局的審訊室裏，營造的就是這種氛圍。
震懾犯罪分子，讓他們恐慌。
像趙晨陽這種從來沒有邁進過公安局大門的菜鳥，分分鐘崩潰。
果然，剛問到“你和蔚藍是什麽關系？”這個問題時，趙晨陽便頂不住壓力，掩面哭泣起來。
“我沒有見過蔚藍，我只是看過她的小說，打聽到了她的聯系方式，給她寫過兩封信。”
“我真的就只和她通過信，連面都沒有見過，我腦子裏有故事，但是沒有那個文筆，所以想找蔚藍合作。”
“我本來和她約了今天見面，誰知道她就死了！警察同志，你們不會是懷疑我吧？我都打算和她合作寫小說賺錢，怎麽可能連面都不見就殺了她？”
曹光、李明楊交換了一個眼神，都看着趙向晚。
既然是趙向晚發現的端倪，那不如就讓趙向晚親自上陣吧。
他倆也想見識一下，将微表情行為學引入刑偵領域的第一人，讀心神探趙向晚，會怎樣審訊趙晨陽、洛一輝。
趙向晚拿起一個信封，送到趙晨陽面前：“這，是你寄給蔚藍的信吧？”
趙晨陽只看一眼信封與郵票，便知道是自己寄的：“是是是，是我寄的。”
趙晨陽此刻對警方的畏懼達到了頂峰，小心翼翼地問：“你們怎麽會有這封信的？”這不是她寄給蔚藍的嗎？怎麽會到了警察手裏。
趙向晚板着臉：“你的每一封信，我們手裏都有。”
趙晨陽沒有絲毫懷疑：“我一共給她寄了三封信，她回了我三封。”
趙向晚淡淡道：“都說了什麽？”
趙晨陽老老實實地回答：“第一封信，我給她寄了個故事梗概，她回信表示很感興趣，可以考慮合作；我很高興地寫了第二封信，詢問以什麽方式合作，我想和她五五分成。她回信說五五難度很大，畢竟我只是提供了一個靈感，她說可以用買斷的方式進行，她一千塊錢買我一個靈感。那我肯定不會同意啊，然後寫了第三封信，我說不接受買斷的方式，堅持合作分成。她回了信，說今年會到羅縣參加作協年會，希望能在2月13日，也就是臘月二十五見到我，她還給了我一個電話號碼，讓我到了羅縣之後與她聯系。”
趙向晚問：“你什麽時候收到的第三封信？”
趙晨陽想了想：“好像是2月10日的上午。”
趙向晚嘴角一勾：“是洛一輝取了信，交給你的吧？”
趙晨陽點頭：“對啊，我和他住在珠市的新房裏，沒有傳達室，所以寄信地址寫的是夜總會，都是由一輝拿到信之後轉交給我。”
趙向晚心下了然：“你給蔚藍打過電話嗎？”
趙晨陽搖頭：“我要說的話，已經在信裏說清楚了，剩下的只能當面詳談，打電話也不知道要說什麽。我打算今天到了羅縣之後再聯系她，之前并沒有打過她電話。”
趙向晚拿起一疊子A4白紙，紙上打印着蔚藍近一個月內的通話記錄。
趙向晚指着圈出來的幾個電話號碼：“看到了沒？11號上午從珠市拔出去一個電話，與蔚藍聯系，通話時間為兩分鐘。12號晚上，蔚藍被殺。”
按照蔚藍的計劃，12號下午與出版社編輯見面之後，有個初步計劃，13號再與趙晨陽見面。可以說，蔚藍非常重視趙晨陽，将13號一整天都留給了她。
但有人打亂了蔚藍的計劃。
是誰？
答案呼之欲出。
趙晨陽再蠢，也意識到問題所在，她聲音顫抖，呆呆地看着趙向晚：“是，是一輝打的電話？他拆了我的信？可是……為什麽？”
“你說呢？”趙向晚目光中閃過一道銳利的光芒，刺得趙晨陽閉了閉眼睛。
趙晨陽雙手開始哆嗦。
【是洛一輝幹的！他為什麽要殺人？】
【因為我和蔚藍合作？】
【可是，他從來沒有阻止過。我告訴他我與蔚藍通信，蔚藍給我回了信，他都是抱着我，誇我很棒。還主動幫我寄信、取信，又送我來見蔚藍。】
【如果他不想讓我和蔚藍合作，只要他告訴我，我就不會與蔚藍聯系。他怎麽那麽傻，非要殺人？】
趙向晚聽到她心中所想。
呵呵，洛一輝不想讓趙晨陽與蔚藍合作，然後直接央求趙晨陽？這不是洛一輝的處事風格。
Zhao Xiangwan stood up and walked in front of Zhao Chenyang. The former pair of sisters, one standing and the other sitting, looked at each other.
Zhao Xiangwan's eyes were cold and stern.
Zhao Chenyang looked away, tears welling up in his eyes.
Zhao Chenyang had to admit that although he was reborn and deliberately snatched Zhao Xiangwan's life, Zhao Xiangwan was tenacious, strong, and hardworking. Even if he changed his life path, he would still live a brilliant life. But what about Zhao Chenyang? Even if he entered the city as he wished, became the daughter of an official, and enjoyed the best resources, he still loved leisure and hated work, was greedy and vain, and lived a poor life.
Zhao Chenyang stammered, "I didn't kill Wei Lan."
Zhao Xiangwan narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Who is that?"
"Maybe... Luo Yihui?"
"Why?"
Zhao Chenyang felt a sharp pain in his heart, so painful that he couldn't breathe: "Because he doesn't want me to cooperate with Wei Lan." He wanted to clip my wings and keep the reborn me by his side forever.