Yi Jiayi's blended smoothie and ice cream "Milk Tea Ice Loco" aroused Yi Jiadong's curiosity.

He took out his own ice cubes that were not easy to melt after adding water many times, crushed them in a juicer, put them in his milk tea, and then covered them with a layer of original ice cream made in his own ice cream machine.

After taking a sip, he praised it endlessly, and happily said that now is the season of the autumn tiger, and drinking this thing is not only delicious, but also has a good effect of relieving summer heat.

He immediately made a cardboard, wrote [Latest Hot Product Milk Tea Ice Loco] and marked the price, and hung it at the door, which was considered to be the new product on the shelf and promoted.

Yi Jiayi also had a cup and was very satisfied.

On the way home, Yi Jiadong considered updating the recipe and freezing the milk tea into ice cubes so that the taste would not become lighter as he drank it.

If he used other flavors of drinks to make smoothies and milk tea, the taste might be different and even better.

Yi Jiayi listened to him develop several new variations in a short time, and said excitedly that she would be the first to drink the latest drink developed by her brother.

Yi Jiadong rubbed her head, immersed in the new hope brought by the new product, and was happily distracted all morning.

When she arrived at the company, Yi Jiayi was lucky enough to encounter the murderer of the new case of Group B being summoned for questioning.

When the murderer walked into the interrogation room to take a statement, she asked Gary for the man's name, turned back and walked in while the other people in Group B were not in the office, and drew a big red circle on the murderer's name again.

This time she was smarter and had a considerable degree of anti-detection awareness. She wrapped the pen with tissue paper before taking it, leaving no fingerprints. Then she ran back to the small office upstairs and sent the documents she had sorted out to the archives. On the way, she ran into Fang Sir and let him see her busy in the area outside the B group office, which was enough to make him not doubt her alibi. It was not

until Fang Sir finished other things and returned to the office to sort out the newly collected confessions and information that Yi Jiayi came to change the water for the flowers and brought today's new fruits, new snacks and iced sugarcane juice, leaving Fang Sir with the impression that she had stepped into this office for the first time today.

So, when Fang Zhenyue noticed the red circle, he seriously asked Liu Jiaming and everyone else, but skipped her.

This time, Mr. Fang's eyes didn't even linger on her for a long time. He had a preconceived notion that she had an alibi, and instinctively determined that it couldn't be her.

Yi Jiayi sat at the back of the office, her left hand pressing down the notes that had already taken shape. She was secretly delighted and gave herself a big thumbs up.

Yi Jiayi, you can do it, you are already a big girl who can do bad things!

...

The old couple surnamed Huang in Room 302 who were circled in red last time were indeed the murderers. Everyone spontaneously grabbed the people who were circled this time to investigate, not letting go of any details, and after digging over and over again, they finally caught the murderer's tail two days later.

After a murder occurs, there is actually a golden time to solve the case. To put it bluntly, the murderer is most panicked and wants to cover up his suspicion and murder traces within a few days after the crime, so he is most likely to make unnecessary mistakes.

Moreover, during this period, the murderer's psychological quality is low and he is afraid of being caught. During interrogation and pressure, the murderer is most likely to have an emotional breakdown and be tricked into revealing key confessions by experienced detectives.

However, as time goes by, the murderer gradually becomes numb and acts naturally;

in addition, the murder traces are also erased with the passage of time;

the memory of some key witnesses fades, and some information that they originally paid attention to and may be useful for solving the case disappears silently.

Fang Zhenyue and others were investigating closely, which made the murderer in a state of tension all the time. He always felt that he must have revealed something and was caught, but he was still not sure whether it was true or not. He was always on edge all day, and he was about to collapse. Even at the most tormenting moment of midnight, he almost rushed into the police station and surrendered himself to avoid the mental torture.

It was under such circumstances that his new confession had a subtle deviation from the old one. After being caught by Fang Zhenyue, he attacked fiercely, and soon the murderer lost his armor and his confession had more and more loopholes. In the end, he was defeated and confessed with his head down.

When taking the murderer to identify the scene, Lin Wangjiu kept holding a cigarette but forgot to smoke it.

When Liu Jiaming came over and asked him if he forgot to bring a lighter, Lin Wangjiu held his chin and asked in a concerned whisper: "It's really not you?"

"What's not me?" Liu Jiaming didn't understand.

"Hiss, the one who drew the red circle?" Lin Wangjiu asked with gritted teeth.

"Of course not. If I had the ability to draw who the murderer was, would I still hide it?" Liu Jiaming laughed as if he heard a joke, "Then I will definitely let the whole world know that I am the Yau Ma Tei Detective Liu Jiaming. From now on, everyone will have to call me Brother Ming."

"..." Lin Wangjiu shook his head in disdain, pinched the cigarette to his mouth, took it out again, frowned and said, "Who is that?"

"Maybe Sir Fang entered a state of ecstasy and circled the murderer's name himself, and he doesn't remember it. You know, he always stands in front of the whiteboard for an hour, it's hard to say." Liu Jiaming shrugged his shoulders, looking indifferent.

Whoever it is, it's not a bad thing to help them solve the case.

Lin Wangjiu shook his head, "Sir Fang is still very sober, not so obsessed. I just... you said that red circle, is it drawn viciously? Just... the kind of particularly strong... as if... as if it was filled with anger when it was drawn."

"What do you mean?" Liu Jiaming stopped and turned his head. He felt that there was a lot of mystery in Uncle Jiu's words.

"Just... the wronged soul is taking his life." Lin Wangjiu just felt a chill on his back. When he saw the red circle again today, he always felt uneasy in his heart, and the office was chilly.

It was not the usual chill, but the chillier than before, as if... a chilly wind kept blowing on his spine.

"..." Liu Jiaming turned around and looked at Lin Wangjiu in disbelief. He didn't know whether he felt speechless or was also frightened. He smacked his lips with an inexplicably strange expression.

"Do you want to burn some incense?" Lin Wangjiu rubbed his hands and watched Gary escort the murderer to the police car. His fingers rubbed the cigarette holder until it became hairy. He didn't know whether to smoke or not. He was in a restless mood.

...

In the office of Yau Ma Tei Police Station, Sister Yin was eating melon seeds. Suddenly, she received a call from the financial staff. She spit out the seeds and replied seriously.

"Sister Yin, why is the budget for next month increased so much?" The financial staff looked at the administrative budget submitted by Sister Yin and reported the two-month budget figures skillfully.

"It's the electricity bill. An old case has been reopened recently, and everyone has been working overtime. The air conditioners and lights are on day and night, and they all cost money. Also, the hot autumn weather is here, and it's hot and humid. Our police station is full of hot-blooded men. Several detectives called to complain that it's too hot and stuffy, and they've turned up the air conditioner by several degrees." Sister Yin explained in detail.

"Oh, the air conditioner is turned down even lower. I was wondering why it's been so cold lately." The accountant responded and chatted with Sister Yin politely before hanging up the phone.

Sister Yin hung up the phone with a smile, then drank a sip of hot tea to warm herself up and tucked away the air-conditioning blanket she was wrapped in.

She was about to shiver, and the detectives in the police station still felt hot. Men and women are two completely different creatures.