Ten minutes later, Lin Beibei changed his clothes and brought tea to the hall.

Four people, facing each other, sat at the long wooden table.

It was still the policewoman, who glanced at Lin Beibei and asked Situ Jian, "Mr. Situ, do you insist on staying here?" ”

Situ Jian glanced at her coldly, and replied lazily, "Hurry up, we have important things to do in a while." ”

After speaking, he supported his head with one hand, half of his body hung on the table, and Lin Beibei was the only one left in his field of vision.

The sound of these words, Lin Beibei was so ashamed that he beat him under the table, and Situ Jian took advantage of the situation to hold the person's little hand.

The policewoman who was so angry that she almost slapped the table.

The older criminal policeman coughed pretendedly, and after glancing at the policewoman, he smiled at Lin Beibei very kindly.

"Excuse me, does Miss Lin know Liu Wenzhi?"

Hearing this, the petite body stiffened involuntarily, and the hand that was being held by the person trembled slightly.

Situ Jian glanced at the tight little face, lowered his eyelids and stared at his hand, and tightened.

The old policeman saw Lin Beibei's hesitation, paused and added, "Miss Lin, the reason why we came to you is naturally for a reason, and please tell the truth." ”

"I ...... He ......" Lin Beibei looked at Situ Jian on the north side, and asked calmly, "Is something wrong with him?"

"He was fished out of the river three days ago, and his death is presumed to have been seven days ago, and according to the records, you were the last person to whom he spoke. ”

Lin Beibei stood up suddenly, stared at his bulging eyes, and asked loudly, "He's dead!

This is undoubtedly the acquaintance!

The old policeman raised his hand and smiled comfortingly, "Miss Lin, don't be excited, we also want to know, that's why we came to ask for your help." ”

"So, what is your relationship with Liu Wenzhi, why did he contact you on May 20, and what was the content of the phone call?" the officer then asked.

"I ......"

Lin Beibei sat down again and quickly recalled, "I don't remember exactly what day it was, but he did call me ten days ago and asked some ......" paused slightly, "Asked something not very important." ”

The old policeman's index finger and thumb were clasped into a ring and knocked on the table, still with a loving smile on his face, "Miss Lin took the liberty of asking, what does this not very important matter mean?"

"......" Lin Beibei.

"Miss Lin, you must know that Liu Wenzhi is a private detective, maybe what he investigated for you led to his death. ”

Suddenly, Lin Beibei was frightened and subconsciously covered the back of his head.

On the side, staring at the palm that had already cooled down, Situ Jian narrowed his narrow eyes and put away his five fingers on his knees, and changed his posture quietly, his inky black pupils turned slightly, and he looked at the two people opposite.

The sudden cold and fierce feeling forced the policewoman who recorded to raise her head and look around, and finally landed on Lin Beibei's worried face.

"I'm asking him to investigate the truth about my car accident six years ago. ”

Hearing this, astonishment flashed in Situ Jian's eyes.

The old police officer frowned, "The car accident six years ago was not Miss Lin, you fell off the cliff by speeding on a rainy night. ”

Lin Beibei raised his eyes and looked directly into those wise eyes in a daze, "No! I said earlier, it wasn't an accident." ”

The old police officer continued to hold the table, and when they came, they had already verified Lin Beibei's situation, and now what Lin Beibei said was also what he expected.

But...... He turned his gaze to look at Situ Jian, who had been silent, thinking about the contents of the document bag, and intuitively felt that Lin Beibei was hiding something.

The policewoman was young and vigorous, and when she saw that the old policeman paused, she couldn't help but raise her high-pitched voice and asked, "Liu Wenzhi really investigated this matter for you?"

What if it's not!

Lin Beibei rolled his eyes and scolded the policewoman who had been targeting herself.

This stubborn and unyielding look lit the fuse. The policewoman threw down the pen in her hand, dragged the document bag under the old policeman's hand, and poured out all the contents in a slippery manner.

Poked the photo on the face, "What about this, how to explain it!" After speaking, the policewoman chuckled and looked at Situ Jian.