Just in case, Wen Qing asked 001 in his heart: [After completing the mission, you will leave directly, right? ]
[Will there be any bugs? ]
001 said indifferently: [No.]
Wen Qing’s eyes went dark, it was over.
The police arrested the wrong person.
No, I think the two cases were confused.
The murderer of the missing case deliberately framed Yang Fan...
"Brother, why are you still standing at the door?" Ji Sheng suddenly spoke.
Wen Qing's mind was in a mess. He responded subconsciously, walked to the living room, sat on the sofa and stared at his phone in a daze.
"Brother?" Ji Sheng called out again, and when he saw Wen Qing's pale face, he frowned, "Drink some water, what happened?"
Wen Qing held the water cup, his mind full of thoughts on how to tell Xing Ze about this matter.
Tell Xing Ze directly?
Will Xing Ze believe him?
Where is the evidence?
…………
Wen Qing took two sips of water and put the cup on the coffee table.
As soon as he lowered his head, his eyes were focused on Ji Yu and Ji Sheng's tea cups.
They both used the same teacup, which was the same distance from the edge of the coffee table, and the handles of the cups were pointing towards the door.
Looks very familiar.
It was like the look on Wen Qing's face when he returned home and suspected that his cup had been tampered with.
Wen Qing was stunned for two seconds and lowered his eyes nervously.
After excluding Yang Fan, this small detail that he had always ignored suddenly became obvious.
His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he caught a glimpse of Ji Sheng holding a pillow in his arms.
Wen Qing took a deep breath, mustered up his courage, and said to Ji Sheng: "Ji Sheng, do you have any ice water or cold drinks?"
"Yes, we have iced Coke," Ji Sheng smiled and stood up, saying, "I'll get it for my brother."
After saying that, he put the pillow on the sofa and straightened the crooked pillow.
Seeing Ji Sheng's actions, a chill crept up from the soles of Wen Qing's feet.
He remembered that on the first day of this copy, when they were having dinner at Ji's house, Xing Ze told them the password of the electronic lock.
Nightmares, mint scent, familiar voices...
All the clues were connected together, and the color on Wen Qing's face disappeared little by little, and his lips turned white.
His thoughts became clearer than ever before.
The information the police used to arrest Yang Fan came from Ji’s family.
Ji Sheng asked them to suspect that Yang Fan was the one who sent the harassing text messages.
Ji Yu let them find evidence of Yang Fan's murder.
Li Zi, the owner of the villa where the murder weapon was hidden, was not only Yang Fan's friend, but also Ji Yu's colleague.
More importantly, there is 001's tip - [Normal.]
He is normal, what is wrong is that it has always been Ji Yu.
Wen Qing's fingertips trembled, and she raised her eyes nervously and looked at Ji Yu.
However, Ji Yu was also looking at him.
Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly looked away.
Ji Yu stared at his bloodless face and slowly said, "What's wrong?"
Wen Qing opened his mouth and said with difficulty: "No..."
Because he was too nervous, his voice became a little strange.
Wen Qing cleared his throat, took a big gulp of water, and stammered again: "Nothing, nothing."
Ji Yu smiled and whispered, "You won't lie."
Wen Qing clenched his palms, his heart beating rapidly.
His lips trembled, and he wanted to find words to speak, but he didn't know what to say.
Before he could come up with an excuse, Ji Yu said slowly: "You look..."
"Still doubting me."
It's a declarative sentence, not a question.
It was discovered.
Wen Qing became even more nervous, his hands and feet turned cold with fear.
Ji Yu tilted his head, admiring the slight tremor of his body, and continued, "The police have clearly caught the murderer, and the evidence is solid."
He chuckled and looked at Wen Qing gently: "Or... have you made any new discoveries?"
Wen Qing was at a loss, as if Ji Yu saw through everything.
Suddenly, something cold and sticky pressed against his face.
Wen Qing was so scared that he jumped up from the sofa.
"What's wrong with brother?" Ji Sheng looked at him puzzledly, holding an iced cola.
Wen Qing pursed his lips.
Ji Sheng turned his head and looked at Ji Yu: "Dad, what were you talking about with my brother just now?"
Ji Yu said lightly: "Nothing."
Ji Sheng looked into his eyes, the smile on his lips gradually fading.
From Wen Qing's perspective, he couldn't see the changes in emotions on Ji Sheng's face.
He pinched his palms and said to the two of them, "I, I have something to ask Xing Ze."
After saying that, he hurried into the kitchen, ignoring Xia Yansi in the kitchen, and grabbed Xing Ze's arm: "I, I have something to go upstairs for."
Their skin touched each other, and Xing Ze felt Wen Qing's cold and wet palm.
He frowned, immediately put down what he was holding, lowered his eyes, and saw the panic and fear in Wen Qing's eyes.
"Uncle Xia, I'll go upstairs with him. I have something to say." After saying that, Xing Ze untied his apron, held Wen Qing's hand, and walked out without looking back.
After leaving Ji's house, Wen Qing did not wait for the elevator, but pulled Xing Ze directly upstairs through the corridor.
Xing Ze didn't ask him directly what happened. Instead, he waited until he got home and saw Wen Qing's expression ease a little before asking, "What happened?"
Wen gently pulled his sleeve, stared into Xing Ze's eyes, and said firmly: "Yang Fan is not the murderer of the missing case."
"He probably only killed his wife, but the victims of the missing persons case had nothing to do with him, and the same thing goes for the harassing text messages, none of them were done by him."
Listening to his words, Xing Ze's expression changed slightly and became gradually serious.
Wen Qing continued, "Don't you think it's a coincidence that the police found so many clues all of a sudden? I said all that just now because I believed what Yang Fan said..."
"Although there is no evidence now, but, but..."
Wen Qing really didn't know how to explain why Yan Yang Fan was not the murderer in the missing case. The most direct way of elimination was because of his mission, but he couldn't tell the Criminal Selection System about it.
After a while, Wen Qing lowered his eyes and said weakly: "Anyway, it really wasn't Yang Fan."
The next second, a low laugh sounded in my ears.
A hand rested on his head, stroking it gently.
"I also don't think it's Yang Fan." Xing Ze said.
Wen Qing looked up blankly.
Xing Ze looked at him and said slowly, "In addition to the timing of the evidence appearing so coincidentally that it seems artificial, there are other pieces of evidence that don't match what Yang Fan did."
"Who are you suspecting?"
Wen Qing pursed his lips and said directly: "Ji Yu."
Xing Ze was slightly startled and asked, "Why?"
Wen Qing analyzed, "It was he who told us that Yang Fan had violent tendencies and that he had the idea of cutting up the body and feeding it to the cats. He also provided the clues about the murder weapon."
Xing Ze: "In the recordings my uncle gave me, I can indeed see Yang Fan's psychological problems, and he even said he had dismembered the body himself."
Wen Qing thought, Ji Yu was Xing Ze's uncle after all, so it was normal for him not to believe it.
Wen Qing was about to speak when he heard Xing Ze say, "But it is not ruled out that someone, my uncle, deliberately guided it."
Wen Qing was stunned.
Xing Ze motioned for him to sit down and said slowly, "But from the time period of the victim's accident as investigated by the police, my uncle has a clear alibi."
Wen Qing paused for a moment and said to him, "Maybe there's Xia Yansi as well."
Although he couldn't figure out what Xia Yansi had done for the time being, the feeling Xia Yansi gave him was almost the same as the feeling Ji Yu gave him.
Xing Ze's eyes were calm: "My uncle and Uncle Xia both have alibis."
"Alibis at different times..."
His voice gradually became lower and his expression became more and more unsightly.
Wen Qing exhaled and said to him, "And Ji Sheng."
Xing Ze was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized the small details that they had overlooked.
The last place Yao Qian appeared was Sanshui Mountain. Ji Sheng likes hiking.
The video at Miaomiao Breakfast Shop showed that it was Ji Sheng who went to find Yang Fan, not Yang Fan who went to find Ji Sheng. Ji Sheng deliberately misled them to suspect Yang Fan.
As for Wen Qing's itinerary, Yang Fan couldn't possibly know it clearly, but Ji Yu, Ji Sheng and Xia Yansi could.
They can hear, see, and find out.
Xing Ze closed his eyes and said to Wen Qing, "Impossible."
"You have a misunderstanding about your uncle, so you are now dwelling on it."
Wen Qing was stunned.
???
Didn’t we just talk about it nicely?
Then, Xing Ze picked up his phone and typed a line on the memo.
If true, they might be listening to our conversation right now.
Wen Qing's pupils suddenly shrank and his whole body stiffened.
Yes... they can hear it.
Are they downstairs? Or in the hallway?
Just thinking about it, Wen Qing couldn't bear it. The emotions that had finally calmed down became tense again, and fear surged in his heart.
Xing Ze held his hand and said slowly: "The police station asked me to come over. There is a document that needs my signature, and there are some trivial matters to deal with..."
Wen Qing opened his mouth, and after a long while, he finally uttered: "I, I'll go with you."
"Okay," Xing Ze picked up the phone and said to Wen Qing, "I'll tell my uncle that I might not be able to make it back for dinner tonight."
"Let's make an appointment some other time. I'm sure we'll be free before Ji Sheng goes abroad."
Wen Qing responded softly and stood up with weak legs.
Xing Ze walked in front of him, opened the door, and pressed the elevator button.
While waiting for the elevator, Wen Qing inevitably looked towards the corridor. The lights in the corridor were voice-controlled and at the moment it was dim and gloomy, like a treasure land where wild beasts were lying in wait.
“Ding Dong——”
The elevator has arrived.
Wen Qing withdrew his gaze and huddled closely around Xing Ze, barely feeling a little safe.
The two went directly to the police station office.
Xing Ze locked the door, poured a glass of water for Wen Qing, and said straight to the point: "Everything is our speculation now, there is no evidence."
Wen Qing lowered his eyes and asked softly, "What should we do then?"
Xing Ze frowned, "The evidence about Yang Fan has been submitted. We now need solid facts to prove that they are related to the missing case. The sooner the better."
Wen Qing thought about it, but couldn't come up with anything.
The police hadn't found any clues or evidence in the past six months, and he couldn't have figured it out by himself in just a few minutes.
After thinking for a while, Wen Qing said tentatively: "I, I suspect that the nightmare I had when I was sleeping might not be a nightmare..."
"Before I had the nightmare, I smelled a sweet smell."
Xing Ze looked at his beautiful eyes and eyebrows, and his expression changed instantly.
□□.
“Boom boom boom—”
There was a knock on the office door, and Xiao Chen's voice rang out from outside: "Execution team?"
"Aren't you on vacation? Why are you here suddenly?"
"Are you going to treat us to a big dinner?"
Wen Qing looked down at the nail marks on his palm and whispered, "Xing Ze, there is still one way left."
*****
night
Wen Qing went home alone. As usual, he checked the surveillance cameras in the living room, then went back to the bedroom to wash his hair, take a shower, and go to bed.
He huddled into the quilt, covered his head, nervously took out his cell phone and checked the time.
It's ten o'clock.
Wen Qing touched the defibrillator under the pillow and opened Xing Ze's WeChat.
【Have you come yet? 】
Xing Ze: [Soon.]
Wen Qing: [Okay.]
Wen Qing curled up in the quilt, watching the time pass by.
Half an hour later, there was still no news from Xing Ze.
Not wanting to disturb Xing Ze, he sent a text message to Xiao Chen: [Is the police station busy? ]
Xiao Chen replied to the text message immediately.
Xiao Chen: [The criminal team just told me that they found the card dealer and planned to let him listen to and compare the voices of Ji Yu and Yang Fan.]
Xiao Chen: [The main reason is that this time we are doing this in private, and we haven't been approved, so the criminal squad has to be a little more shabby.]
Xiao Chen: [Ah no, I mean be careful. ]
Xiao Chen: [Don't tell the criminal team QAQ, I'm already waiting here in the corridor on the 14th floor. If anything happens, I'll rush over as soon as possible.]
Looking at Xiao Chen's text message, Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief.
Not long after, Xing Ze’s WeChat video popped up at the top of the phone.
Wen Qing put on headphones and looked at Xing Ze's cold profile on the screen. Her heartbeat gradually returned to normal.
Xing Ze whispered, "I'm on my way here."
"That card dealer did confuse my uncle..." He paused, pursed his lips and said, "The voices of Ji Yu and Yang Fan. He was afraid that the police would hold him accountable, so he pointed out Yang Fan at the police station."
Wen Qing hummed softly.
"I'll be near the community in ten minutes."
Wen nodded lightly, staring at the time ticking at the top of his phone.
One minute, two minutes...
Five minutes later, Wen Qing heard movement at the door.
Someone is entering a password.
Soon, a slight clicking sound was heard outside.
The door to the entrance hall opened.
Wen Qing's body was stiff and he huddled in the quilt, nervously looking out through the small gap between the quilt and the bed.
He stared at the bedroom door.
The moonlight shone into the bedroom, and Wen Qing could clearly see the metal door lock turning slowly.
There was a faint "click" sound, but it sounded thrilling to Wen Qing.
The bedroom door was opened.
A pair of long legs catches the eye.
Wen Qing covered his mouth and nose, trying hard to calm himself down, fearing that his rapid and nervous breathing would expose himself.
The other person slowly approached and walked to the bedside.
Wen Qing could even smell the faint mint scent on him.
Is this Ji Yu? Or Xia Yansi? Or Ji Sheng?
Wen Qing was so nervous that his muscles began to ache. He held the stun gun tightly. Xing Ze's steady voice came from the earphones: "Don't be afraid."
At the same time, a laughing voice sounded outside the quilt:
"There's a little kitty pretending to be asleep."
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