Volume 1 Chapter 34 The Death of a Writer (6)
Western "Lower Rice" restaurant.
The store manager called out to Liu Zhengyi, who was wearing a chef's uniform: "Listen, your task is to wash dishes, mop the floor, and take out the garbage." Other times, you're deaf, stupid, and blind. ”
"I understand. Liu Zhengyi was startled by the store manager patting him on the shoulder.
"You don't understand now. But you'll get it later. The manager shook his head and said, "It's not like other restaurants, you either have to comply with this requirement." ”
"You don't need to worry about it at all... I'll prove...", without waiting for Liu Zhengyi to finish.
After the store manager Yu Guang saw a few sturdy men in suits at the door, he had a smile on his face, and he didn't listen to what Liu Zhengyi, a small character, said, and walked out of the kitchen directly, greeting the man in charge. "Hey, Brother Chen Quan, long time no see. ”
"Haha, how have you been lately. "Chen Quan, 30 years old, inch head, the second largest person in the dark forces of the fog capital! The opponent of the scum kun, although the power, territory, and time on the road are not enough for the scum kun, but it is enough to let the dark forces of the fog know his number and rank, which is enough to see his ability.
Liu Zhengyi looked at the sturdy man and muttered to himself, "I will prove myself." ”
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On the other side, Xu Mu and Li Ming came to Jiang Zixuan's house.
"I'm sorry to come here out of nowhere, I want to talk to you about something. Xu Mu, as usual, said in a calm tone.
"What's the matter? Forget it, let's come in first!"
Jiang Zixuan led the two to sit down in front of the sofa and walked to make tea by himself.
"No hassle. He said.
"Is there anything you want to talk to me about?" Jiang Zixuan handed the teacup to him and asked casually. At this time, Xu Mu noticed that Jiang Zixuan's hands were trembling.
Xu Mu didn't reach for the teacup, but looked at Jiang Zixuan intently.
"Honestly, I'm afraid I'm going to be sorry for you. ”
"What do you say?" Jiang Zixuan kept his composure. In fact, at this moment, Xu Mu could feel his panic from Jiang Zixuan's body language.
"We are going to search the teacher's house... This room. Xu Mu said with a sad face.
Jiang Zixuan made an exaggerated stunned expression, and then pursed his lips and smiled.
"Anyway, if you search my house, you won't find anything. ”
"If only that were the case... But I'm afraid I'll find something. ”
"Wait a minute, don't you think... You think I'm a suspect in Liu Yu's murder, what evidence do you think you'll find here?"
Xu Mu nodded lightly: "That's right." ”
"It's amazing. Jiang Zixuan shook his head and sighed, "I never thought I would hear such words, so I don't know how to answer." If you're joking, forget it, but you don't look like you're joking. ”
"Teacher, I'm sorry, I'm serious. I'm struggling to say that to you now, but it's our duty as a police officer to find out the truth. ”
"Of course I can understand your situation. If you feel suspicious, it's your duty to investigate my friends or family. But to be honest, I was surprised and confused because it came so suddenly. ”
"I've brought the search warrant with me. ”
"You mean search orders? Of course. However, before you take it out, can you tell me why, which means..."
"Why are you suspicious?"
"That's right. Or are you used to not saying anything, just rummaging through boxes and cabinets and looking around?"
"Sometimes it happens. However, Xu Mu lowered his eyes, reached out and picked up the tea that had just been placed aside, and took a sip. Then, he looked at Jiang Zixuan, "I want to talk to you first." ”
"Thank you. However, that doesn't mean I'll be convinced. ”
Indeed, after all, this is in the fog capital, and normally the police will not be nice to you. There is no way, this case involves a wide range of cases, and we must go through the formal process, otherwise, there are too many fishing boats like this kind of outstanding national representatives, writers, actors, and singers. Once not handled well, the impact is far-reaching. Otherwise, Li Ming would not have the patience to go through the formal process, which is also one of his advantages, knowing when and what kind of things can be done, he is very old-fashioned.
Xu Mu didn't respond, he took out a notepad from his jacket pocket.
"The most important point," Xu Mu said, "is the time of Mr. Liu Yu's death." Although it was generally between five and seven o'clock, the doctor in charge of the dissection said that it was very unlikely that it would be after six o'clock. It is highly credible to infer the time of death from the digestion of food in the stomach, and in cases like this one, there is no need to stretch the error to as long as two hours. However, someone testified that Mr. Liu Yu was still alive after six o'clock. ”
"You mean me, right? Even if you suspect me, that's all I can say. Maybe it's very unlikely, but after all, it's a physiological reaction, and there is occasionally a difference of twenty or thirty minutes, right?"
"Of course it is. However, we are concerned about the phone call mentioned in the testimony, because we cannot be sure whether the call was made by the deceased himself. ”
"That's Liu Yu's voice, it's definitely right. ”
"But there's no way to confirm that, after all, you were the only one answering the phone. ”
"The so-called 'phone' is like that, right? You don't believe it, and I can't help it. ”
"I'd love to believe it, but it's not so easy to be persuaded by the judge, right?"
"It's true that I'm the only one who answers the phone, but you forgot about the person next to you, so you taught me to be nerve-wracking. Didn't you already get confirmation from children's screenwriter Zhang Xiushan?"
"I asked. Mr. Zhang Xiushan also said that there were indeed phone calls coming in during the conversation with you. ”
"Didn't he hear our conversation on the phone?"
"No, he heard it. He said that on the phone, Mr. Jiang Zixuan seemed to have made an appointment with someone to meet later. However, it was only later that he learned that it was Mr. Liu Yu who called. ”
"I see, there's nothing you can prove by that. It may also be a call from an unrelated person, but I deliberately misled him as Liu Yu. That's what you're trying to say, right?"
Hearing Jiang Zixuan say this, Xu Mu frowned and bit his lower lip.
"I have no reason to rule it out. ”
"Still, I don't understand. The time of death from the autopsy results is more or less inaccurate, but it's not completely accurate, is it? Still, I can hear that you assume that I am lying from the beginning, is there any other reason?"
Xu Mu looked me in the eye and said, "Well, there is. ”
"I want to hear about it. ”
"Cigarettes. Xu Mu said.
"Cigarettes?"
"Teacher, you yourself said that Liu Yu is an old smoking gun, and when he works, the room is full of smoke, as if he is catching insects. ”
"Well, I said... So what?"
Xu Mu said: "There is only one cigarette butt in the ashtray. ”
"Huh?"
"There is only one, and there is only one twisted cigarette butt in the ashtray in Liu Yu's studio. Rollo left at five o'clock, and if he had resumed his work after that, there would have been more cigarette butts. In addition, the only cigarette butt was not smoked at work, but left over when chatting with Mr. Jiang Zixuan. I only found out about this after reading the teacher's notes. ”
Jiang Zixuan didn't know what to say, so he had to remain silent.
"That is to say," Xu Mu continued, "Liu Yu did not smoke even a single cigarette during the period from the time he was alone until he was killed. I asked Mrs. Chen En about this, and she told me that even if she only worked for half an hour, Liu Yu would draw at least two or three sticks. Moreover, his tendency is that the more he puts into his work, the more fierce he smokes. However, in fact, he did not smoke a single cigarette, how can this be explained?"
"Probably the cigarette is finished, right?" Jiang Zixuan prevaricated, "Or do you find that there is no stock, so you save some smoke?"
However, it is impossible for Xu Mu to miss such details.
When he went out during the day, Liu Yu bought four more packs of cigarettes. One pack on the desk had been opened, and there were fourteen left, and three new packs were in the drawer. ”
Xu Mu's tone was very calm, but every word he said was aggressive.
"Oh, is that so? So, it's strange to have only one cigarette butt. The reason for this can only be known by asking Liu Yu himself. Oh no, he happened to have a sore throat. Jiang Zixuan tried to confuse the past.
"If that's the case, then he won't smoke in front of the teacher, right? From our standpoint, we have to make the most reasonable inference. ”
"Anyway, you're trying to say he should have been killed earlier, right?"
"It should be very early, I'm afraid it will be after Mrs. Chen En goes out, right?"
"You seem to be sure. ”
"Let's go back to cigarettes. When Liu Yu and Luo Luo were together, they didn't smoke a single cigarette. We already know the reason for this, according to Mrs. Chen En, Luo Luo had a displeased expression when he saw the smoke of the cigarette before, so in order for the negotiations to go smoothly, Liu Yu himself once said that it was best not to smoke in front of this woman in the future. ”
"Oh..."The scheming Liu Yu would indeed think so, yes.
"The negotiations with Rollo must have put a lot of pressure on him. Therefore, if I were Liu Yu herself, as soon as she left, she would be like being hungry and thirsty for a long time and suddenly liberated, and immediately reached out for a cigarette. However, there was no cigarette butt left by him at the scene, did he not want to smoke it? Or could he not smoke it? Personally, I thought it was the latter. ”
"You mean because he's been killed?"
"That's right. Xu Mu nodded.
"But I had already left Liu Yu's house before that. ”
"Well, I know, you're out the door. But it's also possible that after that you'll come back from the courtyard and head to Liu Yu's studio. ”
"It's like you've seen it with your own eyes. ”
"Teacher, you yourself have made the same reasoning, when we assumed that Rollo was a prisoner. As you said, it's possible for her to pretend to come out of Liu Yu's house first, and then go back to the studio. Wouldn't that be a description of your own actions?"
Jiang Zixuan shook his head slowly: "I've lost to you." I never dreamed that you would interpret what I said in this way, but I was bent on helping you. ”
Hearing me say this, Xu Mu moved his gaze to the notepad, and continued: "Teacher, you yourself have made a description of the paragraph where you left Liu Yu's house in your notes, which read, 'She said goodbye and watched me turn to the next street corner. This 'she' refers to Mrs. Chan. ”
"What's wrong with that?"
"Literally, you're saying that Madame Chan is standing outside the door and watching you leave. We have checked with Madame on this point, and she replied that she would only send you to the door. Why is there such a contradiction?"
"You say that the contradiction is too trivial, right? This must be a mistake on the part of one side. ”
But I don't think so, I think you're deliberately writing it the opposite of what is true. In other words, you are writing this to conceal the fact that you did not walk out of the gate and turned back to the courtyard. ”
Jiang Zixuan chuckled: "It's so funny! You already think in your hearts that I am a murderer, so you will interpret everything in this way. ”
"Personally," Xu Mu said, "I try to make an objective judgment." ”
"I see! It doesn't matter, it's your freedom to reason. Speaking of reasoning, I hope you will explain the following plot clearly. What did I do when I hid under the window? Broke in through the window and knocked Liu Yu unconscious in one go?"
"Is that so?" Xu Mu looked observant.
"Don't forget, it's me who asked!"
Xu Mu sighed and shook his head slightly: "The details of the murder are best told by myself." ”
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