Chapter One Thousand and Four

"Actually, I'm not sure---" Qing touched his chin and replied slowly, this is a more conservative answer, neither as subtle and abrupt as directly saying 'I do have an impression', but also unrealistic, and not as inconvenient as directly denying it.

"And what do you mean by that?" This obviously displeased Officer Tsuchiya, who was unhappy with his privacy, and would not be happy to be tricked like this, but his professional ethics kept him calm.

Qing pressed his hand slightly to appease the person in front of him, and then bowed his head and replied thoughtfully

"I didn't mean to fool you, in fact, those theoretical speculations of yours did give me some indescribable sense of familiarity. For example, the second one in your pamphlet says that the suspect cannot be a particularly outstanding person, especially a foreigner, this kind of existence is mediocre in appearance, and the height of the public may not be obvious to ordinary people when they change into the clothes of a teacher. Speaking of which, I do seem to have stumbled upon new faces lately---

"Really!?" Tsuchiya stood up in surprise and joy, maybe it didn't seem to be a happy thing in the eyes of outsiders, but for people who have been stuck in the bottleneck for a long time in tracking the case, and can't even find a clue about it, this is a new breakthrough, and the dull atmosphere that has been backlogged for an unknown amount of time finally has the same pleasure as the source!

"Tell me what it looks like! Is that new face you met somewhere, still in school? The officer's hurried questioning ensued.

Qing regretted and shook her head with a wry smile

"I don't deny the appearance of new faces, but at that time I just glanced at it by chance and didn't pay attention to it at all, so I can't answer your question." After saying that, he hugged his hands, but suddenly he remembered something

"Ahh By the way, I remember that the man was a man, with short hair, a little less tall than me, ---as if he had something hanging from his ear, like earrings or studs---"

Tsuchiya didn't know when he had taken out his notebook and started to take notes, and he stopped writing and finished taking notes almost two seconds after the confession was finished, and the police officer put the small notebook in his pocket again with a glow, and casually gestured to the mirror behind him with an unobtrusive shaking motion, and then turned his attention back to a slight thanks

"Thank you very much for your cooperation with our police this time, although there are many differences along the way, but for the new clues you gave us, we are extremely grateful! But unfortunately we still can't let you leave for the time being, this is actually also for your personal safety, I hope you can understand! Qing spread his hands and did not answer, according to the most ideal self, he should have the right to personal freedom, and he did not have to stay in this police station, but unfortunately those confessions were not confirmed, so he still suffered if he wanted to leave.

But in the worst scenario, their goal has been achieved, and the police's energy has been diverted elsewhere, in order to find the clues of the murderer, they will definitely send a large number of police forces to investigate the case and collect information, and it is just that the cameras in Shenshan Town are not as many as Xindu, and the investigation process will inevitably take a lot of time.

And you can get out safely with the help of 'internal response'!