Jiayi likes to listen to the rain in the low-rise buildings. In

the upper floors, there is only the whistling sound of the heavy wind and rain, and the crackling sound of rain on the glass, but near the ground, you can hear the rain hitting various objects, playing a large-scale music with rich layers.

It crackles on the leaves, is even crisper on the metal, and has another different frequency when it hits the umbrella.

It is the most romantic thing to sit by the window and listen to the rain without thinking about anything.

Jiayi did not have that romance for the time being. She hurried back to the B team office to the rhythm of the rain hitting the eaves.

This morning, because there was no definite evidence to confirm Wu Xiaoyu's identity as a murder suspect, the superior had to sign Wu Xiaoyu's bail documents and let Wu Xiaoyu go home under pressure from public opinion.

But now, they have solid evidence, and they can bring Wu Xiaoyu back for questioning, detain her for 48 hours, and conduct an eagle-like interrogation. ...

Rainy days always give people a feeling of depression, but Wu Xiaoyu feels refreshed, even after sleeping in the police station for a night. But the police had to accept her bail and let her leave the police station safely, which means that although the police unexpectedly found her suspicious, they could not find any evidence to arrest her. She is still safe. After going home to have breakfast and comforting her family, she went out as usual. However, she did not go to work at the company, but transferred to a real estate agency. As an innocent citizen, she and the house salesperson scolded the police for arresting people indiscriminately for a while, and then began to formally sign the house purchase contract. Although there were still some formalities to go through, the sales manager gave her a key, allowing her to enter the house to measure the dimensions or bring a decorator in to see the house before the official handover. The metal key was in her palm. In her eyes, it was as beautiful as a work of art carefully carved. She clenched it tightly in her palm and immediately went to buy a statue of Guan Gong. Carrying a bag containing the Guan Gong statue and incense candles, she stepped on the water leisurely with an umbrella, walked through the rain curtain, and came to her new home. The elevator went up smoothly to the 12th floor. When she stepped out of the elevator compartment, the umbrella dripped raindrops all the way, leaving a string of water spots, which reminded her of the almost same scene when she killed someone in Unit B. But the umbrella was replaced with a dagger, and the raindrops turned into blood drops. When the key was inserted into the door of Unit A and turned, Wu Xiaoyu turned her head to look at the next door. There was a click, and the door was opened. She retracted her gaze and stepped into the entrance. The moment the door closed, a satisfied smile appeared on her face. She quickly stepped to the window and looked down at the pouring rain. The rain lines cut the world into countless lines. Passing through the gaps in the high-rise buildings, she could vaguely see the sea in the rain mist in the distance. She closed her eyes, opened the window, and let the cool rain hit her face. The cold air rushed into her nose, her pores shrank, and her whole body became energetic. When she opened her eyes again, she was smiling. After laughing for a while, Wu Xiaoyu closed the window, walked to the entrance, put the statue of Guan Gong on the ground, squatted and knelt, and lit incense to worship. The incense curled up, occasionally floating in the wind, drawing a hazy and leisurely curve. Wu Xiaoyu sat cross-legged on the ground, watching the smoke drifting in the room, enjoying it. ... ... When Sanfu walked into the interrogation room again and faced Wu Xiaoyu, he still had a cold face, hiding his emotions, and only showed a stern look. Wu Xiaoyu felt a little uneasy. The development of things was not what she imagined. The moment before, she was still immersed in the joy of victory, and the next moment she was called back to the interrogation room... She guessed that the police would not be all idiots, and maybe they would find out about her. But she never thought that the police would bring her to the interrogation room again. It was too unusual for the suspicion to be concentrated on her after two interrogations. But she had clearly hidden everything very well. The bloody clothes, bloody gloves and shoe covers were all burnt to ashes. There was absolutely no blood stain on her clothes. Moreover, she had carefully washed the clothes, even the windbreaker, so even if there was blood stain, it would not be possible to detect it by testing. She also hid the murder weapon very well. Why did the police still suspect her? There are so many unsolved cases, suspicious cases and wrongful convictions in Hong Kong every year. It is impossible that in her case, the detectives just happened to be so energetic and predictable, right? Wu Xiaoyu sat across from the interrogation table. This time, she decided not to say anything. If the situation was serious, she would hire a lawyer. Anyway, she saved a lot of money from buying a house, and she might still have some money left after hiring a lawyer. Thinking of this, she calmed down again, staring at police officer Tan Sanfu with displeasure, and confidently refused to cooperate. Jiayi stood outside the small window of the interrogation room, staring at Wu Xiaoyu. The killer who was particularly cold-blooded and "powerful" in front of innocent lives was sitting there like nothing had happened. Some murderers will bear great moral condemnation and pain even if they kill their enemies. Why can Wu Xiaoyu be so calm and fearless when he obviously killed innocent people? Liang Shule had the same feeling and couldn't help but say it out. Xu Shaowei turned his head to look at Liang Shule, was silent for a while, and said faintly: "In your opinion, Wu Xiaoyu is the murderer and the deceased is the victim. "But in Wu Xiaoyu's eyes, everything is not like this." "What's the matter? "Liang Shule frowned in confusion. Xu Shaowei glanced at him again, as if he didn't want to answer this question, but after hesitating for a few seconds, he still said: "She works hard enough, studies, works, and tries her best. Why doesn't she have a chance to breathe? "The more sensitive you are to feel the differences in this world, the harder it is to accept that after fighting hard, your blood is drained, you have no strength left, but happiness is still out of reach, and the dream habitat is even more impossible to get. "And some people, who obviously haven't done anything, can feel at ease and easily get everything that she can't touch since birth. And with condescending arrogance, they despise her poverty and embarrassment. "In her world, she is the humble victim who was beaten to nowhere to escape." Jiayi listened to Xu Shaowei's words, turned her head and looked at him. It was the first time she heard Xu Shaowei doing a psychological analysis of the murderer. This new detective, who was always quiet, actually analyzed Wu Xiaoyu so deeply. Yes, how could such a Wu Xiaoyu feel guilty and self-blame? Wu Xiaoyu felt that it was the society that owed her and forced her to do it. In her heart, there was a big flag that belonged to her, which could not be moved by the wind, and supported her spiritual world.

Jiayi sighed, turned around and walked to the door of the interrogation room, pushed the door open and went in.

Liang Shule stood by the one-way window, still finding it unbelievable:

"But can't she buy a cheaper house? There are some good one-bedroom apartments in Sham Shui Po. The discount amount after the Great Golden Fai became a haunted house is enough to buy a small house in Sham Shui Po, right? She has a stable job and can get a bank loan..."

"Based on what?" Xu Shaowei frowned, looking at Liang Shule with a bit of coldness in his eyes, "Why can people who have tried their best only live in a dilapidated old house?

"Based on why can't she own a house with a sea view?

"You were just one step away from buying that house, but it just didn't work. The real estate developers will never let you buy a house comfortably, they will always squeeze the last bit of money out of your wallet.

"What? Are you very poor? Or can't afford it? Then go sell your blood! Sell your kidneys!

"In the eyes of rich people, do you think you are a human being? Do others care that you are a flesh-and-blood person who can also suffer and collapse?

"Money!

" "You were born in a bad family, don't you have a rich father? You deserve to suffer.

"You are just a valuable cow and horse that can be squeezed, and you are caught in the hands of those rich people and squeezed to make water and urine. Do you understand? "

Why do those rich people not stop until they have squeezed your last drop of blood, and force you to lose your enthusiasm and feel despair, without having to pay a price?

" "..." Liang Shule was stunned, thinking that Senior Brother Xu in front of him was too cynical, but he couldn't organize a defense for the time being.

Xu Shaowei lowered his eyes, and saw that there was no one else around him. Yi Jiayi had already walked into the interrogation room, and he quietly exhaled.

Rubbing his eyebrows in annoyance, he apologized to Liang Shule: "Sorry, you thought I didn't say anything..."

Liang Shule swallowed dryly, was silent for a long time, silently raised his hand, and patted Xu Shaowei on the back.

...

…

Walking into the interrogation room, Jiayi stood at the door and looked down at Wu Xiaoyu.

The murderer who was being interrogated raised his head and looked at Jiayi.

"Even if the murder weapon cannot be found, you can still be convicted of murder now. Wu Xiaoyu, no matter what, the fact that you murdered four people is indisputable." Jiayi leaned against the door of the interrogation room.

Wu Xiaoyu looked up at her, still with a look of not turning back until he hits the south wall.

Jiayi paused for a few seconds, then whispered:

"In the next two days, we will take turns to torture you like an eagle, unless you plead guilty and confess where the murder weapon is hidden.

"Then you will be temporarily detained pending trial. We will submit evidence to the Attorney General's Office. While waiting for the trial, you will be looked down upon by the prison guards. This is because you will not plead guilty to the very end. You are the most stubborn and unrepentant villain. Even your criminal roommates will look down on you and may even bully you when the prison guards are not paying attention, because you are a person who refuses to confess and cooperate with the police in seeking a lighter sentence despite having solid evidence. In the eyes of other criminals, you are a morally inferior fool .

"People will never be polite to fools they look down upon, right?

" "Although other prisoners may not have high morals, they should be happy to show their own nobleness by condemning you.

"Do you know how the prisoners will condemn you? "

The police can't use torture to extract confessions, and prisoners can't fight each other, but they can't even look down on the suspect, right?

Jiayi glared at Wu Xiaoyu with her arms folded, her eyes cold, just like when Wu Xiaoyu killed someone.

"You choose the next path.

" "Cooperate with the police to push the court proceedings smoothly, and you can be released soon. Get a lighter sentence and start a new life in prison. Although you lose your freedom, at least you can feel more at ease.

"Or the death penalty, and you will suffer less physical and mental torture before you die."

"..." Wu Xiaoyu's expression was heavy, but after a few seconds of silence, he said stubbornly, "Madam, I didn't kill anyone. Those evidences like the wool on my clothes found in the stroller, couldn't they be a deliberate frame-up of me by the police in order to quickly solve the case? "

"In order to send you to jail, the police framed you at the risk of ruining their careers and lives?" Jiayi raised her lip, "Do you deserve it?"

Sanfu leaned back in his chair and sneered contemptuously, and Wu Xiaoyu frowned.

"Didn't the sales manager who sold you the house tell you? We interrogated him again, and he said that you once asked him what the neighbors did on the grounds that 'to buy a house, you must rely on wealth to live in, and you must understand whether the neighbors are harmonious and wealthy.' The sales manager clearly remembered that he told you about the company where the male owner of Unit B worked and what he was responsible for. "

Jiayi has already seen the thick stack of confessions collected by Fang Zhenyue and his team yesterday. Brother Yue tried his best to get the most clues in the shortest time.

"The man you went on a blind date with half a month ago happened to be Liu Lisheng's colleague. You got along with that man for 7 days, and had dinner together almost every day at noon and in the evening. It was not until you learned that he would go on a business trip to Japan with Liu Lisheng that you cut off contact with him on the grounds that the two of you were not suitable.

"You turned out to be the object of a failed blind date of Liu Lisheng's colleague - such a tricky relationship, you think the police can't find it, right?

"Unfortunately, the police not only found it, but also collected confessions. Mr. Wang said that you did show unreasonable concern for Liu Lisheng's information.

"Wu Xiaoyu, in court, Mr. Wang's confession can make your motive for committing the crime more convincing."

After saying that, Jiayi slapped the document in her hand hard, making a "pop" sound.

Wu Xiaoyu shook his shoulders unconsciously with the "pop" sound, but still tried to maintain his original expression, suppressed his emotions and looked directly at Yi Jiayi, refusing to avoid her sight.

"The computer traces in your company show that you have studied the use of daggers, whether there will be a situation where the knife is stuck in the flesh and cannot be pulled out, and whether it is necessary to choose a knife with a blood groove to make it easier to stab.

"You also went to the library to check some professional books, which include content related to blood testing. I guess you want to know to what extent you need to protect yourself when you kill someone in order to escape the forensic test?

"Unfortunately, the more you do, the more traces you leave behind.

"There is only one bookstore near your home and company that sells related books. Since not many people read this kind of books in that bookstore, almost no one has been to that area since you. Colleagues from the forensic department collected your fingerprints from the bookshelf and several books... If the laboratory technicians are given enough time, they can even screen each page of the fingerprint to find out which page of the book you have read."

Yi Jiayi smiled and said happily:

"These evidences can convince the jury in court: you had a very detailed plan before the murder. You did not kill people impulsively. You are rational and cold-blooded. You are a terrible murderer who must be severely punished."

Wu Xiaoyu's hands unconsciously pinched the edge of the table in front of her, and her teeth bit her lower lip, which turned white.

Jiayi glanced at her and flipped through more clues collected by Brother Yue. If she collected useful clues, she would calmly introduce them to Wu Xiaoyu, making them a heavy hammer that could crush the opponent.

Some of the work was ineffective and no evidence was collected. After reading it, Jiayi felt the hard work and effort of Brother Yue and everyone working non-stop, and she felt emotional. When she opened her mouth to put pressure on Wu Xiaoyu, her tone became harder and more intimidating.

Pieces of evidence pressed Wu Xiaoyu, and finally made him feel like sitting on pins and needles.

Such a murderer may not feel guilty or painful, but at least she will still be afraid.

...

...

In the meeting room on the first floor of the police station, Uncle Jiu pushed the door and walked in.

Liu Lisheng, who had been waiting here, stood up eagerly and walked to the door. His sunken eyes looked a little cloudy. He stared at Uncle Jiu's face and asked,

"Did she confess?"

Uncle Jiu nodded, handed the hot drink in his hand to Liu Lisheng, and motioned him to sit down and talk.

Liu Lisheng took the milk tea in a daze, and sat on a chair beside the round table in the conference room as arranged by Uncle Jiu. He never thought that the person who killed his wife, children and mother-in-law would be a stranger he had never seen before.

He sat there in a daze for a long time, and suddenly raised his head and asked,

"She... why did she?"

Uncle Jiu swallowed dryly. The young men were unwilling to meet the victim's family. When they heard that they were going to inform Liu Lisheng, they ran faster than dogs. It was an old man like him who was slow to react that ended up with such a job.

Turning his eyes away, he didn't want to look at Liu Lisheng's face that had been through so much. After a few seconds of hesitation, he finally told the reason why Wu Xiaoyu killed Liu Yusheng's three closest relatives and a Filipino maid.

Liu Yusheng kept listening with his head down, his shoulders shaking more and more violently.

He clenched his hands on his knees into fists, which became tighter and tighter. The hand holding the milk tea on the table finally lost control and tightened with a click, crushing the paper cup of milk tea and spilling hot milk tea on his hand. The back of his hand was red from the heat, but he didn't react at all.

Uncle Jiu groaned, stood up abruptly, and hurriedly grabbed a bottle of mineral water and poured it on the other's hand to cool it down.

"Mr. Liu, my condolences--"

Uncle Jiu stopped talking abruptly, and stood by the table holding the bottle of mineral water, watching Liu Yusheng unable to sit still and slipping off the chair to the ground.

Uncle Jiu raised his head, staring at the light on the ceiling of the office, holding back his emotions.

Liu Yusheng leaned against the table pillar, and he wanted to hold back like Uncle Jiu, but he could no longer hold back any grief.

He covered his face and burst into tears. His

legs trembled uncontrollably, and the once respectable man in a suit and tie vented his collapse and pain like an animal.

He didn't understand, he couldn't accept it.

...

...

In the interrogation room, after several rounds of exhausting interrogation, Wu Xiaoyu finally revealed where she had hidden the murder weapon.

Jiayi immediately arranged for Sanfu to go out and take people to find the murder weapon, and Jiayi and Wu Xiaoyu were the only ones left in the interrogation room.

After a few moments, Jiayi walked around the table to Wu Xiaoyu's side, lowered her head and tried to see even a trace of regret from Wu Xiaoyu's face, but there was none.

The other party only had the regret and hatred of being defeated.

Jiayi gritted her teeth and confronted Wu Xiaoyu for more than ten seconds. Suddenly, she leaned over, leaned close to the other party's ear, and whispered:

"Before Mrs. Liu was killed, did she ask the maid 'Cassi, who is it?'"

Wu Xiaoyu suddenly raised his eyebrows, stared at Jiayi with wide eyes.

"When you walked in, in response to Cassi's question, did you answer 'Hello, it's almost New Year's, and here is a thank-you gift from the property management company to thank the residents for their support of the property management company'?" Jiayi leaned over Wu Xiaoyu's ear and spoke in a low voice, so low that the camera in the interrogation room couldn't record it at all, but she also spoke slowly, slowly enough for Wu Xiaoyu to hear clearly.

She had watched everything in the flow image over and over again, even in her dreams.

She had memorized Wu Xiaoyu's words and Mrs. Liu's question. She

would not repeat even a word or a tone incorrectly.

Watching Wu Xiaoyu's eyes change from indifference to fear, Jiayi knew that the faith of a materialist who did not believe in ghosts and gods had been completely shattered by her.

This is exactly what she wanted.

If Wu Xiaoyu doesn't feel guilty, he should at least be afraid.

"Think about the days of life ahead and the long days after death." Jiayi left a final sentence.

She looked up at Wu Xiaoyu's shoulder, nodded at his shoulder, then turned around and left the interrogation room without looking back.

Only Wu Xiaoyu was left, constantly reaching out to touch his shoulder, while turning around in fear and looking back in his chair.

"Take her to go through the detention pending trial procedures." Jiayi said to Liang Shule who was standing outside the door.

"She..." Liang Shule pointed at Wu Xiaoyu who suddenly went crazy in the interrogation room.

"She's fine, she's mentally normal, enough to take responsibility for all the crimes she has committed." Jiayi took a deep breath and stepped out of the public area of ​​the interrogation room in two steps.

After turning back to the B team office, she stood by her desk, pushed open the window, and let the wind and rain cover her face. She didn't feel wet or cold, but just felt happy.

...

...

In the evening, the rain finally stopped after a long time.

The sunset light shone into the empty room of Unit A on the 12th floor of Building 6 of Weili Jinhui, shining on the small statue of Guan Gong.

The light shone slightly, and the gold paint on the eyes of the statue reflected, as if Guan Gong had closed his eyes.