The captain of the security team is called Qian Lei, an ordinary name and an ordinary life. He only studied in junior high school for one year and dropped out of school due to family reasons.

After that, he worked as a waiter in a billiard hall, mixed with big brothers, and got into fights everywhere. One time, he hacked someone to death and was sentenced to ten years in prison.

After several years of prison disaster, he received education and reform in prison. In the end, he was released early because of his good performance.

It was just that he had a bad record and it was difficult to find a job. It was not easy for a fellow villager to introduce him to a job as a community security guard. Although the salary was a little low, he worked hard for several years.

Who would have thought that just when he was about to be promoted, his criminal record was anonymously sent to the owner group.

The owners protested to the property management, and the property management fired him.

Qian Lei felt extremely frustrated, but there was nothing he could do. Some mistakes cannot be made, otherwise they would affect his whole life. He understood it too late.

Fortunately, not long after, an owner who had dealt with him before helped him and introduced him to the job at Jin Cui Hua Palace. When Boss Dong heard about his history, he not only didn't care, but also thought that this was the only way to impress people. He promoted him to the position of security captain after only three months.

Qian Lei cherished this job very much, but now that his boss is dead, he didn't know what would happen in the future... in the future.

"Brother Qian, someone is looking for you." His roommate in the rental house called him.

"I'm here." He quickly drank the instant noodle soup in the bowl, wiped his mouth, and walked to the door. "Who's looking for me?"

Ji Feng showed his ID.

He was stunned for a moment, his expression slightly tense: "Officer, what can I do for you?" "

There are still some issues in the case of Jincuihua Palace that require your cooperation in the investigation. Come with us." Ji Feng said.

Qian Lei licked his lips subconsciously and said, "Oh, okay, can I change my clothes?" He pointed to the vest and trousers he was wearing, "This is not very polite."

Ji Feng said, "Okay, but I suggest you don't make unnecessary movements."

Qian Lei was startled, pretending not to understand, and turned around to put on his security uniform, a crudely made black suit. This is his life experience. If you dress a little more formally, people will not easily discriminate against you.

Ji Feng took the opportunity to take a look at the rental house.

In a shared rental house, seven or eight old men squeezed into a two-bedroom apartment, with the fan whistling, and the whole room was filled with the smell of sweat and feet. On the floor, on the coffee table, and on the small table, there were induction cookers, old wives, and several boxes of instant noodles.

He couldn't help but feel lucky: Fortunately, I didn't bring Teacher Jian with me.

Qian Lei quickly put on his clothes, got into the police car, and once again stepped into the gate of the public security bureau.

As a criminal with a criminal record, he was naturally afraid of going to the police station. When he sat in the interrogation seat, his back suddenly straightened and tightened, and he was extremely stiff.

"Name."

"Qian Lei."

"Gender."

"Male."

"Age."

"36."

Unlike the last time they questioned me, the police this time were much more serious. The fierce look in their eyes seemed to imply that they had some clear evidence.

Qian Lei's lips became even drier.

He couldn't help but drink some water.

Sure enough, they asked very clearly about what happened on the night of the 15th.

Qian Lei tried to say, "I've said this several times..."

"If I want you to say it, just say it." The interrogating police officer was cold and looked at him with a vigilant and cold gaze, which was completely the attitude towards a murderer, not a witness cooperating with the investigation.

——Outside

the one-way mirror, Jian Jing was holding cheese and grapes, watching from the front row: "I didn't expect Officer Gao to be so fierce."

Old Gao had always been kind and smiling to her, but she didn't expect him to be so powerful against the criminal. Qian Lei was already scared.

Ji Feng: "Be more restrained." She really treated it as a show.

Jian Jing took a sip of smoothie and pretended not to hear it.

——The

interrogation continued inside.

Qian Lei tried his best to repeat what he said last time: "Brother Zhao and I went upstairs, he knocked on the door and called the boss's name, but there was no response from inside..."

Officer Gao: "What did he call, tell me."

"Uh, something like 'Boss, Mr. Wang is here', 'Boss, are you there?', 'Open the door for a chat'." He recalled.

"Go on."

"There was no sound inside, and we were afraid something might happen, so we found something to pry the lock. The door opened, and we saw someone lying on the sofa, who looked like the boss."

Officer Gao interrupted him again: "Who of you went in first?"

Qian Lei paused, then said: "It was Brother Zhao."

"Then what?"

"We ran to the boss's side and saw that his head was covered in blood, and he was just lying there, and he was dead. Xiao Tan was stunned, and no matter how we asked, there was no sound, so Brother Zhao asked me to call the police."

"Show me where you two were at the time." Officer Gao handed over the scene photos.

Qian Lei pointed to the position near the body's feet.

-

Observation room.

Ji Feng: "Tsk."

The two-day deadline has come, and Zhu Yanan, who came to inspect the results, asked: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this position?"

Jian Jing took the photo and explained to her: "The body is between the sofa and the coffee table. The sofa is tilted, the space at the head is narrow, and the space at the feet is large. If you want to see his head, you have to go inside. The person in charge's line of sight must be blocked, but Qian Lei is a big guy and can't squeeze in very deep. He is usually near the feet and can see the door completely."

A pair of feet are exposed outside the screen, obviously hoping to attract the attention of the people coming in as soon as possible, so that they don't look for it in the room and find the traces of the hiding person instead.

But people who come in a step later usually stand behind the first person, at the feet of the body. Qian Lei was tall and strong, and the space on the sofa was small, so he probably wouldn't stand too far inside.

In this way, even if the screen blocked part of his vision, he would definitely be able to see if anyone was entering or leaving the door.

Zhu Yanan understood, and his expression suddenly became serious.

——After

seeing him point, Officer Gao knew what was going on, and said coldly: "Recall carefully, how many people were there in the room at that time?"

Qian Lei's heart was pounding and his palms were sweating: "Three, Xiao Tan, Brother Zhao and me."

Officer Gao said meaningfully: "Are you sure?"

Qian Lei became even more thirsty: "Yes."

"What did you do after calling the police?" Unexpectedly, Officer Gao looked at him for a few seconds, let it go, and continued to question.

Qian Lei breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the paper cup and drank some water, and replied: "I went to notify other people."

"Who was the first one?"

"Nana."

"Where was she at the time and what was she doing?"

Qian Lei answered smoothly: "In the office, it seemed like she was on video, oh no, no, live broadcast."

"What did you say to her?"

"I said, the boss is in trouble, I called the police, the police said people at the scene should not leave, I told her not to wander around." "

How did she reply?"

"Ask me what's going on, whether it's a casual chat? Should I call an ambulance or something."

"How did you answer?"

"I said I don't know anything."

"You didn't tell her that the person was dead?"

"No, I don't know whether the boss is dead or not."

"Did you call an ambulance?"

"Yes."

Officer Gao asked very carefully, almost every detail, and occasionally he would turn around and shoot back, just to confuse the suspect's thoughts.

Qian Lei's answer was not flawed, and it was almost the same as the secretary's own explanation.

"Who was notified next?"

"Sister Min."

"Where was she?" "

In the lounge."

"What was she doing at the time?"

"Uh, it seems like she was looking at her phone."

"What does it mean? Playing with the phone, or making a call?"

"Playing with the phone."

"What did you say to her?"

"Same as Nana, saying that the boss is in trouble and don't leave without a trace."

"What was her reaction?"

"Just said she knew."

"Didn't ask anything else?" "

No."

"Then what?"

"Then I saw Sister Liu come up, and I told her about it too." Sister Liu is the finance department.

"How did she react?"

"She was a little scared. She said she knew nothing and wanted to go home. I persuaded her for a long time before she calmed down."

Officer Gao's face turned cold: "So, do you think nothing else happened that night?"

"Nothing." Qian Lei wiped the sweat from his palms on his sleeves.

Officer Gao shook his head: "Do you know that you will be sentenced for perjury? You have been in prison for eight years. You finally got out and started your life again. Now you want to stay in prison for a few more years for a woman. What do you want?"

Qian Lei's heart was already jumping out of his throat.

A woman.

The police knew? They really knew? How is it possible? Could it be...

"We have already arrested He Xinmin." Officer Gao said, "She confessed everything."

Qian Lei's face turned pale.

Officer Gao said, "Think about it again. When you went to look for her, where was she? What was she doing?"

Don't panic, stay calm. My fellow inmates said that police officers love to lie. It was the same for him before. He confessed everything after they threatened him.

Qian Lei tried to comfort himself, feeling lucky: "I didn't lie."

"Alas." Being tough didn't work, so Gao turned to being gentle, feeling sorry for his failure. "You're still being tough now?"

Qian Lei said nothing, protesting silently.

Lao Gao said, "You don't believe what I said, right? Okay, I'll explain it to you clearly. You actually saw her when you entered the room. She was in the room, secretly preparing to leave, but you found out and you chose to cover up for her. According to her own account, when you went to find her, she was not playing with her phone, but taking care of herself."

"Your boss's blood was on her."

-

In the observation room, Zhu Yanan asked in surprise, "Did He Xinmin confess?"

Ji Feng said lazily, "No." "

Then how do you know there was blood?" she wondered, "There's no such thing in the physical evidence."

Ji Feng pouted, "Of course not, this is Teacher Jian's guess."

Zhu Yanan looked at Jian Jing.

Jian Jing cleared her throat. It was her favorite part again. Since she couldn't expose the suspect herself, it was good to explain the details: "From the situation at the time, the murderer didn't have time to change clothes. When she committed the crime, she was wearing the clothes she wore when recording her confession. But that skirt was very strange."

She checked the video of the confession and analyzed: "When I watched the confession, I thought the skirt was very strange."

In the video, Manager Min was wearing a black off-shoulder long skirt.

Zhu Yanan looked at it carefully for a moment and asked in confusion: "I don't see anything wrong. Is there blood on it?"

"That day, we went to visit her at home. I praised her skirt. Do you remember?" Jian Jing didn't answer, but asked Ji Feng instead.

Ji Feng: "Remember, this is interesting?"

"At first, I just thought that she didn't match the black dress. She has a gentle and beautiful style, and the decoration of her home is also mainly fresh and elegant, which is the most suitable style for her. Black is too dusty, almost like a secretary, and she should have tried her best to avoid it."

Jian Jing said: "But I couldn't be sure at the time, maybe it was her work clothes. So, I went to the club again, and she was really wearing white. She had a great temperament and turned all the girls into ashes in seconds. If it were me, I would also like such a gentle sister."

"Hehe." Ji Feng cut the Gordian knot and revealed the mystery for her, "So, wearing black clothes specifically means that she knows that she might get stained with blood today."

Zhu Yanan was skeptical: "That's it?"

Jian Jing stared at Ji Feng: "Go on."

Ji Feng shut up and made a gesture of surrender.

"Half a bottle of water is shaking." Jian Jing found the website of the club, clicked on the group photo of the business department, and found the same style on the young girl next to the C position, "This is not an off-shoulder dress. There was a sling on the right shoulder, which she tied into a bow."

Zhu Yanan understood: "The sling was stained with blood, so she tied it into a bow to cover it up."

"Bingo." Jian Jing raised her hand and clapped her hands with Zhu Yanan, "That's what I guessed."