The competition in the newspaper industry in Hong Kong is really fierce nowadays.

All Hong Kong people read newspapers. They all want to read newspapers. The first thing they do when they get up in the morning is to go out to get the newspaper. They read newspapers before going to the toilet, eating breakfast, taking the bus to work, and taking a break at work...

Citizens read newspapers all the time, so the newspaper industry develops, the newspaper industry makes money, and more and more newspapers are opened. Competition between big and small newspapers is really a headache for practitioners.

Therefore, for those who serialize novels in newspapers, everyone wants to see which hero will win the competition and which beauty will end up with the hero. They always buy the next day's newspaper, or even subscribe to the whole month's newspaper. There are even many people who publish pornographic content to attract users. The

"Green Orange Daily" was founded by the son of a real estate tycoon who returned to China after studying abroad in the mid-to-late 1980s, when the newspaper industry was on the rise.

Although it has made money in recent years, compared with big newspapers such as Time, Ming Pao, and Hong Kong Daily, it is a mediocre newspaper industry.

However, a few days ago, reporter Nie Weiyan wrote an article about the suicide of the HKUST student Liu Xuejian. The story is about Liu Xuejian, a college student who committed suicide before graduation. It tells the story of how he quit his first job before completing the probation period because he was afraid of being fired for not making any business, and then attempted suicide again.

He elaborated in depth that Hong Kong's economy is booming, but young people are under inhuman pressure and even end their lives in such a tragic way. The hidden contemporary employment crisis and the real dilemma faced by young people are behind this.

This article was well received, resonating with many young people and sparking discussions among many middle-aged people. The newspaper

sold very well that day. The Orange Daily even revised the article and published it on the front page in the new issue, but it still sold out.

Nie Weiyan also became famous overnight. Today is payday, and the editor-in-chief invited the team to sing karaoke and drink, mainly to celebrate Nie Weiyan's success.

But no one expected that they would happen to encounter a homicide.

How could a room full of reporters sing when the first-hand news was delivered to them?

Everyone grabbed their own camera and ran to the corridor, trying to get as close to the Supreme Room where the murder took place, hoping to take more explosive photos.

Some people even pushed the security guards aside, took advantage of the uniformed police who were setting up the cordon and rushed into the room to take photos, and were finally escorted out of the room by the uniformed police.

Although he was inevitably criticized, this person held the camera tightly and smiled happily with wrinkles on his face.

The first to arrive at the scene after the incident were 6 chemists and technicians from the Forensic Department. Chen Guangyao and others put on masks, gloves and shoe covers and walked into the KTV. They first asked the 16 people in the KTV whether they had moved after discovering the murder. Everyone said no, so they asked Diane to mark the seats of the 16 people.

Then the uniformed police were asked to invite the 16 suspects to the private room next door and keep an eye on them. They were not allowed to go to the bathroom. All the actions of everyone had to be under the sight of the uniformed police. Everything that anyone did had to be recorded. Nothing could be missed.

Then, Chen Guangyao began to lead the team to conduct on-site inspections. Shoe prints, fingerprints and all other suspicious contents had to be collected and stored.

The Forensic Department was busy, and the Serious Crime Unit and the Forensic Department arrived at the same time.

Fang Zhenyue took the lead to squeeze in, Liu Jiaming and Sanfu cleared the way on both sides. When they were about to arrive at the murder room, reporter Nie Weiyan squeezed beside Fang Zhenyue and shouted as he walked:

"Sir, I heard that Qin Shaowei, the manager who pursued the female accountant together with the deceased, is the most suspicious. Moreover, it was Qin Shaowei who treated us to karaoke today. It is very likely that he set up the trap. Is he the murderer?"

Fang Zhenyue turned his head to look at Nie Weiyan, but before he could answer, Sanfu next to him pushed Nie Weiyan away:

"Mr. Reporter, please don't interfere with official business. Please step back!"

Yi Jiayi walked behind Fang Zhenyue and turned back to look at the reporter who was held down by Sanfu. The reporter was looking in this direction, and the two happened to look at each other.

Nie Weiyan immediately smiled warmly and nodded at her.

Jiayi glanced at the others, each of them staring at them with bright eyes like a tiger or a wolf smelling blood.

The reporter who was once called the uncrowned king was referring to these people.

After the serious crime team detectives and forensic officers walked into the KTV Supreme Room fully equipped, Nie Weiyan pinched out a box of cigarettes and handed one to the uniformed police officer guarding the cordon:

"Excuse me, which team is investigating the case this time?"

"West Kowloon Serious Crime Team B." The uniformed police officer took the cigarette and clamped it against his ear.

"The B team with a high crime-solving rate!" Nie Weiyan immediately retrieved the relevant information. As reporters, they are sensitive to all news. The West Kowloon Serious Crime Team B, which has solved many major cases recently, has been in the spotlight.

"I was wondering if she looked familiar~ That woman is the lucky detective who was in the news several times before." Joe, a reporter colleague who had just rushed in to take a photo, squeezed next to Nie Weiyan.

"Really? Let me see!" Nie Weiyan immediately tiptoed and looked in. The window of the private room was small, but fortunately it was brightly lit inside and everything could be seen clearly.

The thin and slender figure was standing one step away from the corpse, and seemed to be staring at the corpse in a daze, not afraid of the corpse at all.

Nie Weiyan needs to do a lot of reporting related to murders, but he is still afraid of corpses and the dead. This young policewoman is very calm and composed.

Could it be that different professions really have such a big impact on people?

As his thoughts turned, he wrote down in the notebook in his hand:

[The professionalism of the detectives in the serious crime squad is awe-inspiring. Even a young person who might cover his eyes when watching a horror movie will show no fear when facing the inevitable corpses in his work. Does the blessing of the lucky policewoman come from this kind of fearlessness and selflessness in work? 】

Joe's voice came to my ears:

"They say that the policewoman is a star in the police force, like Miss Hong Kong, and she is the embroidered pillow that is the signature of the police force."

"Really?" Nie Weiyan retracted his gaze and turned to look at Joe. Although he didn't agree, he still instinctively asked: "Is the news accurate?"

"What's accurate or inaccurate about this? At the press conference of the dismemberment case a few days ago, a photo was specially shown. At that time, the policewoman with a sense of justice was also beaten. What does this prove? The police are also very guilty and dare not say that she has a strong ability to detect cases." Joe vowed.

When something that has never happened before suddenly appears in front of the public, the first reaction of the group is often suspicion.

"You mean, she's not actually a police officer from the Serious Crime Unit, but a living signboard for the Public Relations Department?"

"Right, it's all a big move by the police."

The two were chatting happily and didn't notice that the private room was open.

...

In the KTV's supreme private room, forensic doctors and detectives from the serious crime team dared to go deeper only after searching for evidence in the forensic department, so they were still standing by the door, waiting and observing patiently.

Yi Jiayi watched everyone searching for evidence while taking notes in a small notebook she had prepared specially.

She had to record the details of the investigation and all of Fang Sir's reactions, including the current observation process.

She wanted to know what he had seen and what he might have been seeing.

After searching for evidence around the body, Chen Guangyao became more careful and focused. After more than ten minutes, he turned to Xu Junhao and said,

"Xu Sir, you can come over to examine the body."

The entire supreme private room was very large. There were two sets of super long sofas with extremely high backrests placed together in front of the big TV. Most people sat on the sofas to sing, play dice, and chat.

Behind the sofas is a chatting, drinking and resting area that is three steps higher than the singing area in front.

There are small staircases leading to the back from the far left and far right of the long sofas put together. Going up is a darker area. There are two small stools next to each of the three small tables. If you are tired of singing in the front, you can find someone to chat with alone, or drink and rest alone.

The deceased was killed while lying on a small table. He was wearing a thin suit jacket and lying face down. Under the dim light, he seemed to be drunk and sleeping.

Xu Junhao walked to the body and confirmed the cause of death first:

"The knife was inserted into the heart, and it should be an immediate death. The murderer did not take the murder weapon away."

"I have checked the murder weapon and did not collect fingerprints." Chen Guangyao said.

"Wearing gloves?" Liu Jiaming asked.

"Go to the next private room and search the 16 people at the scene to see if they have gloves or other items." Fang Zhenyue immediately gave an order to Liu Jiaming.

"The things that wrap the knife handle are likely to have blood stains." Xu Junhao gestured.

The body was stabbed in the chest from bottom to top while lying on the table. The blood flowed from the chest and it is very likely to drip on the murderer's hands, sleeves and things wrapped around the dagger (such as gloves).

"Focus on looking for gloves and other items with blood stains." Fang Zhenyue thought for a moment and said, "Also skirts, coats, etc. If the murderer walked over and lifted up his long skirt to wrap the knife handle, that would also be okay."

"Okay, Brother Yue." Liu Jiaming turned and left the private room.

"The deceased showed no signs of struggle when he was stabbed with a knife, and no one else who was singing with him noticed the crime. We cannot rule out the possibility that he was first knocked unconscious and then killed." Xu Junhao pointed to the drink on the table where the deceased was lying.

Chen Guangyao nodded immediately and called the technician to seal the wine glass with the drink.

"Then, let's first infer that the person who poisoned and the murderer are the same person. Witnesses at the scene said that the deceased had been sleeping here alone, and no one chatted with him or drank with him. So, the murderer poisoned and then stabbed him, so there should be two back and forth footprints. Brother Da Guangming, focus on capturing such shoe prints." Fang Zhenyue glanced around.

"Okay, I'll check it out again." Chen Guangyao nodded, but still reminded Fang Zhenyue in advance:

"There are a lot of footprints at the scene. I just asked. After the dead body was found, the KTV manager, waiter, security guard and two colleagues of the dead body all came to check. The footprints may not necessarily extract the information you need."

"I understand." Fang Zhenyue nodded, not showing disappointment.

Yi Jiayi wrote quickly, recording Fang Zhenyue's thoughts, and then looked up at the body.

The next moment, she was dragged into the flow image.

In the picture, a person wrapped the handle of a knife with something, bent down as if to comfort and care for the dead body, but took the opportunity to stab the knife into the dead body's chest in the dark.

The next moment, she pulled out the thing that wrapped the knife handle, put it in her pocket, stood up, turned around without hesitation, walked around the small paths on both sides, walked back to her seat, and continued to chat with the people around her, ordering songs, singing, as if she had just been concerned about her drunk colleague.

Taking a deep breath, Jiayi lowered her eyes and looked at her notebook, and put a big question mark on it.

Why can some people act so easily when taking away other people's lives?

"The murderer was going to insert the knife into the victim's chest. In order to prevent the victim's body from shaking and falling, making a loud noise and disturbing others, he would hold down the victim's back." Fang Zhenyue said to Chen Guangyao again:

"Brother Da Guangming, let's collect some fingerprints from the victim's clothes on the back."

"Okay." Chen Guangyao nodded, "When I go out on a survey mission with you, sometimes I really don't need to bring my brain, I just need to bring my ears and listen to you."

Liu Jiaming pushed the door open and reported:

"Brother Yue, two other uniformed police officers and I searched all 16 people. There were no blood-stained handcuffs, gloves, etc. There was no blood on their clothes either.

"After the body was found, no one left this compartment, and no one went to the bathroom.

"I also asked the last person who confirmed that the deceased was still alive before he was found dead. He said that about ten minutes before the deceased was found dead, he took advantage of the bright screen of the song playing on TV to look back and confirmed that there was no knife on the chest at that time.

"I asked other people again. No one left the private room in those ten minutes. The waiter can also testify to this."

Yi Jiayi pursed her lips while recording.

This seemed to be a special "Snowstorm Manor". No one else came in, and no one left. The murderer was among these 16 people.

Moreover, the thing that wrapped the knife handle should still be in the private room.

"There is no toilet or sink in the private room. Unless the murderer swallowed the thing that wrapped the knife handle, it must still be here. "Fang Zhenyue also thought of this, turned to Chen Guangyao and asked again:

"It may be tissues, etc., can we--"

"Okay, Sir Fang, let's check all the trash cans." Chen Guangyao sighed, clapped his hands, and called on the technicians to start rummaging through the trash cans.

"Sir Fang, these are the seats of everyone in the private room when the deceased was found. I have drawn them with their names on them." A technician tore off a piece of paper and handed it to Fang Zhenyue.

"Thank you. "After taking the paper, he walked to the sofa and started to observe.

The people on both sides turned to the back for the most convenient way to kill, and were not easily discovered. If the person sitting in the middle left twice to avoid the sight of several people and went to the back to kill, it would be very easy to be discovered.

Here Fang Zhenyue began to analyze the most suspicious person, and Chen Guangyao, after instructing his subordinates to search the trash can, stood up and prepared to order people to go next door to collect the footprints and fingerprints of the suspects at the scene.

The two lab technicians beside him had a lot of things in their hands. He wanted to find an agent to help carry his small box, so he said to Tan Sanfu standing beside him:

"Sanfu, please help me carry the things."

Sanfu looked back at Chen Guangyao and smiled, "Sorry, Brother Da Guangming, I'm busy here too."

Then he turned around and walked to Fang Zhenyue. It was obvious that no one else could move him except Fang Sir.

Chen Guangyao frowned and pursed his lips, looked at the things in his hands, and considered whether to organize them before collecting evidence. At this time, a small hand suddenly stretched out from the side and picked up his small box.

"Brother Da Guangming, let me help you carry it."

"Thank you, Jiayi can take me to the next door." Chen Guangyao nodded with relief.

"As she should." Jiayi followed Chen Guangyao with a smile, turned her head to look at the body that Xu Junhao was examining, and sighed silently.

She had to go next door to see the 16 suspects to confirm which one she saw in the flow image.

...

At the KTV cordon, Nie Weiyan frowned and was still refuting his colleagues:

"How can this be false? A murder happened, and people are here to investigate the case, too, is this a show?"

"If she, a woman, says she knows about mahjong, cooking, and shopping, I'll believe it. But investigating a case? Hey, she should take the opportunity to flirt with a detective or an inspector, and then go home to have a baby!" Joe tilted his head and laughed recklessly.

Suddenly, a man lifted the police band and walked out, bumping into Joe hard.

The man was about to turn around and get angry, but he saw that the person who bumped into him was the policewoman who he said should go home to have a baby, so he was embarrassed and didn't say anything.

Yi Jiayi glared at Joe fiercely, gritted her teeth, and resisted the urge to step on Joe again. She raised her head and walked through the crowd, following Chen Guangyao and the other two technicians to the next private room.

Sanfu followed Fang Zhenyue all the time. After observing the crime scene, he went to another empty small private room and began to interrogate the sixteen people present one by one. Sanfu

sat next to Fang Zhenyue. He was active and focused during the interrogation process, trying to show his professional ability in extracting transcripts.

The questions he chose were appropriate, his mind was clear, and he was smart in investigating the case.

Fang Zhenyue had been sitting beside him without saying a word, and Sanfu knew that there was nothing wrong with the direction he asked, which made him more confident and calm.

Uncle Jiu in the team was an old man who just wanted to have less trouble and wait for retirement all day long. Jiaming and Gary were young men who didn't think about anything.

Only he remembered that Sir Fang was about to take the internal promotion examination and prepare to be promoted to trainee inspector. If

Sir Fang went to other teams to be an inspector, Team B would definitely have to promote a new sergeant.

Therefore, he has been working hard these days, hoping that Sir Fang would put forward his name when the sergeant was promoted to internal promotion.

He is already in his thirties, and the opportunity of internal promotion has become particularly precious. He must be careful to cherish it and work hard to perform well every time.

Fortunately, in these cases in King's Park, every time Liu Jiaming and others went on a mission, there must be another person to accompany them. He was the only one who had been assigned to do things independently by Sir Fang.

In his view, this was a signal: among all the people in the team, Sir Fang felt that he was the only one who was capable of taking on the responsibility alone.

Sanfu saw every opportunity to show his abilities in all aspects in front of Fang Zhenyue, just waiting for that spot to fall on his head.

He had carefully analyzed all the detectives in the team. Oh, there was also a Xiao Eleven, who was a newer police officer than Liu Jiaming and Gary, and was even less likely to be an opponent.

After the first round of questioning of the last person was over, Sanfu handed the transcript to the other party, "Please sign after confirming that it is correct."

"Okay, officer."

Fang Zhenyue stood up and took the lead in stepping out of the small room and walked towards the Supreme Private Room at the crime scene.

Sanfu sent the last suspect back to the waiting box, and continued to ask the uniformed police to guard him. He asked the sixteen people to cooperate with the police in the investigation. After staying for a while, he returned to the Supreme Box.

"How is it?" Fang Zhenyue walked to the body and asked Chen Guangyao who had returned to continue the investigation.

"I have traced the shoe prints and made preliminary comparisons. There are six people with back and forth footprints. Jiayi and I are discussing whether there are other ways to screen these six footprints." Chen Guangyao straightened up and replied.

"Have you found a screening method?" Fang Zhenyue raised his eyebrows.

Sanfu stood behind Fang Zhenyue, glanced at the six shoe prints on the table, frowned and asked:

"What kind of screening method can be used? We can only conduct a second round of interrogation on these six people separately."

"No, Jiayi really found a clue, Sir Fang, listen to it and see if it makes sense." Chen Guangyao raised his chin towards Jiayi, "Jiayi, please say it again."

"Yes." Jiayi nodded, then said to Fang Zhenyue:

"Brother Yue, I went to the library to read books on the weekend and studied the important clues represented by the different characteristics of shoe prints in the trace examination. Then I imitated your idea of ​​judging that the back of the deceased's clothes might have left fingerprints of the murderer, and analyzed whether the shoe prints might have any special presentation when the murderer stood there to kill people."

Sanfu was standing at the side, and suddenly had some extraordinary premonitions. He turned to look at Fang Zhenyue. Sure enough, Brother Yue was nodding at Xiao Shiyi, and even showed an encouraging expression that he never showed at the crime scene.

Yes, Brother Yue, who always had a gloomy and fierce look on his face every time he went to the crime scene, as if he was ready to kill someone at any time, was actually smiling!

"When the murderer was about to bend over and force the knife into the victim's chest, he must have exerted all his strength, so his feet were an important force-bearing point." Yi Jiayi's eyes were bright, and with Fang Zhenyue's encouragement, she became more and more excited:

"Moreover, the murderer would not only leave a pair of footprints that are deeper than others. These footprints would also present a very special shape, which is--"

Jiayi imitated the murderer's appearance, squatting slightly, bending over, and leaning forward.

Then he looked up and said to Fang Zhenyue:

"When we maintain this posture and use a lot of force, we will definitely use the front of our feet to exert force. Then, we will leave a very deep front foot print on the ground!"

Liu Jiaming, who was standing on the side listening to this, suddenly raised his hands uncontrollably, and then began to clap as if he had his own ideas.

This was an impulse that he only had when listening to Fang Zhenyue's analysis of the case.

But today, it belongs to Yi Jiayi!

Jiaming's hands unconsciously hit each other for Jiayi, making a clapping sound.

Fang Zhenyue's smile widened, and he nodded, "Well said. Then please ask Brother Da Guangming to check the body of the deceased based on this reasoning, and find the shoe prints that match what Shiyi said."

Jiayi immediately smiled shyly but with a sense of accomplishment after receiving Fang Zhenyue's approval.

Sanfu glanced at Fang Zhenyue, then at Yi Jiayi and Chen Guangyao, and suddenly felt very upset:

If he had known that working with the Forensic Department would give him such an opportunity to show off, he should not have refused Brother Da Guangming and should have helped him carry the suitcase. However, what's wrong with Shiyi? How can she be so motivated when she is a newcomer who hasn't even made friends with everyone? She didn't go shopping or date during her vacation, but went to the library to read? And she learned it at a glance...