Chapter 248 Hiding Dirt and Dirt

Cui Jun listed everything he thought of, but when he finished talking about these factors, Cui Jun's uneasiness increased to an unattainable high!

Wen Ya noticed the ugly look on Cui Jun's face, and asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"

Cui Jun shook his head blankly, rubbed his eyebrows with his hand, and once again looked for the uneasiness that he had just flashed out of. What made Cui Jun so uneasy, Cui Jun carefully repeated what he had just said in his heart. After he silently recited what he had just said in his heart for the second time, Cui Jun captured the place that made him uneasy.

Evidence!

The time and place have now been determined, and human evidence is the simplest and best evidence to be fooled, and as long as someone is greedy for money, there will be a large number of people who would rather risk the punishment of the law and openly give false testimony. The most rare thing is to create fake physical evidence, and the best way to create fake physical evidence is to get Cheng An's fingerprinted items.

And the best weapon for killing people is props and the like, which is also the most effective and fast means of killing. Thinking of last night's Spring Festival dinner, an answer came out in Cui Jun's heart. He must rush back to the hotel again to investigate whether the food utensils that Cheng An touched last night were missing!

The private room!

In the few months that he has followed Cheng An, Cui Jun has come into contact with a lot of high-end places, and he knows that the tableware in the private room will not be put together. I remember that after Cheng An booked the private room that day, Cui Jun personally went to the private room in order to ensure that the rear projection TV on the wall of the private room could operate normally.

He remembered that in the private room, the cutlery was neatly arranged on the table. Nowadays, in some high-end restaurants and hotels, it is not uncommon to see a combination of Chinese and Western catering arrangements, and Cheng An chooses a few dishes that are linked to Western food. Knives and forks are indispensable. He went to this hotel now to see if the tableware in the private room was missing.

If it really turned out to be as he thought, there was a case of missing knives. Then the problem is a bit serious! Cheng An left the car keys there, perhaps hoping that someone from the dream office would find out, and then speculate on these situations that he could not do to change!

With this vague uneasiness, Cui Jun rushed to the hotel alone. Through the person in charge of the restaurant, Cui Jun quickly found the waiter who was in charge of the private room service that day.

Because Cheng An's Spring Festival dinner cost a lot, the hotel made a lot of money. For this reason, the hotel specially cooperated with Cui Jun and told him everything he could know.

"This morning, a couple of police officers came. We had just gone to work at that time, and you ate late last night, so we didn't clean up. When these police officers come, they ask similar questions to you. The waiter who was found recalled.

"What are they doing here?" Cui Jun's uneasiness intensified.

"At the beginning, they asked who was dining in the hotel, and of course we were very cooperative with all of them!Then we were led to the private room by our manager, and I was still having a morning meeting at that time, and when I came back, I found that the tableware on the table was missing a dinner knife!" The waiter looked at the manager next to him with some uncertainty, and when the manager saw the waiter mention him, he took over and said: " That's right, those policemen came in and asked me where Mr. Cheng was sitting, and I would personally serve when our hotel was busy. Especially people like Mr. Cheng, I will come in and have a look and ask if there is anything needed. So I remembered it very clearly, so I pointed out to them where Mr. Cheng was sitting. ”

"In other words, did you see that these policemen took that dinner knife away this morning?" Cui Jun let his words be unusually clear, and he had quietly pressed the voice recorder he had brought with him when he left the Dream Office!

"Yes, I'm sure. The restaurant manager didn't know what Cui Jun was doing, so he honestly replied.

"Thank you!"

This recorded evidence is important, and it is very likely to reverse the most unfavorable side for Cheng An. Now it's up to you to see if your guess is correct. If these policemen were really a gang of black policemen as the legend said, Cheng An would definitely be innocently wronged.

To be on the safe side, Cui Jun even approached the hotel's general manager, who finally agreed to Cui Jun to access the hotel's surveillance footage after Cui Jun paid a lot of money. With the surveillance video and the audio recording in his hand, it will not be so easy to frame Cheng An.

"I hope there won't be any other changes here!" This is what Cui Jun hopes for the most, and the evidence obtained is enough to give Cheng Ankai the fate of being framed, but the world is unpredictable, and many unexpected situations are unexpected by them. In particular, Cui Jun and Cheng An also couldn't figure out why someone could guess that Cheng An would inevitably take that path.

And when Cheng An left the hotel, Cui Jun was with Cheng An. At that time, for Cheng An's safety, Cui Jun also deliberately observed near the hotel and made sure that there was no trace of other people outside the hotel at that time.

Cui Jun really wanted to go to the place where Liu Zhongjie's youngest son was buried to confirm whether his wound was consistent with this dinner knife. In this way, Cui Jun will be nine out of ten. But after thinking about it, Cui Jun gave up, not to mention whether he could investigate the place where Liu Zhongjie's youngest son was mortuary, and it was very likely that someone would know about it if he found it himself. As long as someone with a heart cares a little about it, they can guess his purpose for looking for the corpse.

In that case, the gains outweigh the losses.

Out of the hotel, Cui Jun drove the car out of the hotel parking lot by the way, and on the way Cui Jun called the fat man.

"Fatty, where are you?"

"I'm at the police station now, the weather is so cold, I thought that Xiao Zhao didn't have much to wear, so I sent him a few thicker clothes. How are you doing here?" asked the fat man after reporting Cui Jun's location.

"I've made progress on this side, and I said on the phone that it's not convenient. I'll tell you more when I get there!" Cui Jun hung up the phone, and drove towards the police station where the fat man was.

Seeing the fat man and Xiao Zhao, Cui Jun told the two of them what he had gotten. Both of them were dumbfounded, they never imagined that a place that marked the state power would be so filthy.

"It's really fucking unreasonable! We were asked to rescue Brother Cheng. Sooner or later, you'll have to reap the consequences!" the fat man spat the ground and scolded softly.

"Now we can only wait here to observe the situation, once it is confirmed that Cheng An is in the police station, we will find the most professional lawyer to bail Brother Cheng out first!"