Su Jinjun woke up at six o'clock and turned his head to find the kitten lying beside him.

She frowned and looked at the closed door, where did this little thing come from?

"Meow meow—" the little one raised his head and called out cheerfully to her.

Originally, Su Jin wanted to scold it twice, looking at its big watery eyes, but he didn't scold it in the end, but only patted its head.

"Don't come back to bed!" She put it on the floor, changed her clothes and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Just after washing my face, the doorbell rang.

Except for Ye Aila, no one else will come, Su Jin ignored it and let her wait.

The doorbell rang a few times and then quieted down, and he didn't knock on the door, which was not like Ye Aila's style.

Su Jin straightened her hair and walked to the living room, when the doorbell rang again.

She frowned, walked over and opened the door—

"Good evening." The man hooked his lips and stood outside the door in a white shirt, and the light in the corridor shone on his three-dimensional features, handsome and dazzling.

Su Jin loosened her brow and looked at him silently.

"You won't let me in?"

"Meow meow meow......" As soon as he finished speaking, the kitten came out of her feet and meowed at him.

"Little thing, long time no see." He bent down to pick it up and stroke its head.

The little guy seemed to know him, and got into his arms, rubbing his head against his chest, looking coquettish and cute.

"The surname is Shan, is it good?" He stroked its head.

Hearing this, Su Jian raised her eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth moved slightly.

This man...... It's quite smooth.

"What are you going to do?" Her voice was cold and indifferent, and she couldn't hear any joy or anger.

"The case is solved, send Xiao Yuan home to rest, and pick you up by the way." He was still holding the kitten, and the little one was entangled in him, nesting in the man's arms and refusing to come out.

By the way again?

"The case is solved?" She was a little surprised, "Who is the murderer?" ”

"Don't invite me in and stand at the door to talk about the case?" The man's thin lips were upturned, and he made a gesture to go inside.

"I'm ready to go out." The implication is that he is still not allowed to enter the house.

Shan Chenxun stopped his feet and saw that she had taken the backpack from the entrance, so he put the cat down.

"Obedient, I'll see you next time."

Su Jin's eyebrows moved slightly, and next time?

She didn't say a word, closed the door smoothly, and the two of them took the elevator downstairs together.

When she got downstairs, Su Jin stood in the corridor and didn't move, in fact, the sun hadn't set yet, and she was in a hurry to go downstairs just because she didn't want a man to enter the house.

"No welcome I can say clearly, I won't be angry." Shan Chenxun stood beside her with his hands on his chest, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and said a word.

She squinted at him, pulled down her mask, and changed the subject: "Who is the murderer?" ”

"Xie Xumei." The man's expression became serious.

"Xie Xumei?"

"Hmm......" he told her Xie Xumei's confession in detail.

After listening, Su Jin's brows tightened, she pondered for a moment, and spoke: "There are two questions, she said that the rope was hung in advance and tied to the pillar, according to her own confession and that of the restaurant employee A Gui, the beam had just been painted that day, and it stands to reason that the rope should be stained with red paint......"

She looked up and asked him, "Is there paint on the rope around the neck of the deceased?" ”

"Nope." Shan Chenxun smiled, looking at her with dark eyes, and there was a light in his eyes, "This is also where I suspect." ”

Sure enough, it was Su Jin, and he immediately noticed the problem.

"Do you have doubts? If you are suspicious, why are you sure that she is the murderer? "Also, how does she explain the iron balls and the red clay?" ”

"I didn't say it." The reason why he didn't ask was because he felt that Xie Xumei's evidence was suspicious, and there was no need to ask again.