June 20th

With a crisp doorbell, Fan Juan estimated that it was Jin Hongwei coming. She, a servant, suddenly lost her employer, and the trajectory of her fate was even more impermanent than the interpretation of the script. But she still has to support herself, and she has to work and eat. The Ni family treats her well, she has been with Xiaobao for more than half a year, and she hasn't seen the child in the past two days, and her heart is still a little empty. She hopes to continue her job, even if it means by changing employers. Just as she was thinking about how to open her mouth to the Ni family, Jin Hongwei took the initiative to call this morning. Since it was the other party who took the initiative to speak, there was no need for her to be courteous, and Fan Juan was thinking about how to fight for more benefits for herself all morning.

The nanny opened the security door, and the fat under her nose trembled unconsciously. The man standing opposite turned out to be a visiting detective. In this inquiry, Miao Yixin highlighted two key figures: one is Song Kexian and the other is Jin Hongfu.

"Recently, Mr. Jin has only been here once, just to see the children. But Mr. Song was not very happy. Fan Juan recalls what happened recently.

"And then?"

Mr. Jin tried to break in, but was pushed to the ground by Mr. Song. They almost fought. ”

"Fighting?"

"Well, Mr. Jin even raised his fist, but he left in the end."

"What you saw with your own eyes?" Miao Yixin didn't quite understand Jin Hongwei's change that day.

"Yes. I was secretly watching them at the door. Officer, do you suspect that Mr. Jin killed someone? ”

"I don't know. But it's important to have first-hand information. ”

Fan Juan didn't ask any more, after all, this didn't match the role she was currently playing.

"As far as you know, apart from Jin Hongfu, who else did Song Kexian have a grudge with before his death?"

"Uh...... There was a man surnamed Tian who came to the door two months ago to quarrel, and he cursed at the time, saying that Mr. Song and Miss Ni were a pair of dogs and men. ”

"Oh? Who is this surnamed Tian? ”

"He seems to be the former landlord of the house, he said that day...... also said that Lao Tzu was going to lead someone to cut down your family. ”

This sudden news made Miao Yixin's eyes light up, and he solemnly made a record.

"Why didn't you reflect this the last time I came?"

Fan Juan's face flashed a look of embarrassment, she felt that she was at a loss, so she had to play with Miao Yixin, "Officer, who did you ask last time had a conflict with Miss Ni, but this Tian Yanlun seems to be going for Mr. Song." And...... Mr. Song also didn't want the maid to chew his tongue more, after all, it was his family ugly, and it was not easy to publicize. ”

How much information is the babysitter who is good at keeping things left and right hiding? Miao Yixin looked her back and forth, until the maid felt a hint of shyness.

"Except for Tian? Do they have any other enemies? Now you can say it generously. ”

"The others, I don't know."

"If you don't think about it anymore, if you don't report it......" Before Miao Yixin's words were finished, Fan Juan was startled.

"Oh, yes, yes. Last month, a 'strange thing' happened to Miss Ni. ”

"What's weird?"

"The 15th of last month was Miss Ni's birthday, and Miss received a 1,000 yuan phone bill recharge on that day, but I don't know who charged it, which feels very strange. I listened to her start talking to herself, thought for a while, and then sighed silently. ”

Following this clue, the police soon found out that the person who recharged Ni Xianyan was not an outsider, but Jin Hongfu. When Miao Yixin asked him why he had to recharge Ni Xianyan after the divorce, the doctor said lightly:

"I used to give her something every birthday, but suddenly I didn't send it, and my heart was not steady."

"Then does Ni Xianyan know?"

"I don't know, at least I didn't tell her, and she didn't ask me afterwards."

"To be honest, I don't quite understand your behavior, as an old man."

Jin Hongwei smiled dumbly, a man who seems to be a coward, but in fact has a psychological quality that transcends the world.

"I'm almost thirty. I gradually came to understand. Why do you have to let other people's feelings dictate you? Whether it's a gift or money, no matter who gave it, as long as the other party can sense that there is such a person in this world who cares about her silently, he must be happy in his heart. When the man said this, his expression was like that of an innocent child, innocent.

"But she ....... betrayed you, with another man...... Ran. "The officer deliberately resorted to agitation in order to confirm the suspect's reaction. These words were too cruel to Jin Hongwei, so Miao Yixin said it in a hurry.

"There are some things that are not fought for; There are some things that you can't let go of. The doctor met the officer's gaze and spoke, the content of which was vague, but the tone was not evasive in the slightest.

The investigation of this visit almost ruled out Jin Hongwei's motive for Ni Xianyan's crime. The latter's recharge to his ex-wife at least shows that her ex-husband has no intention of killing. Moreover, Jin Hongwei did not mention this matter to others, including Ni Xianyan, who benefited from it. He could not have expected Fan Juan to inform the police about the incident. In fact, when he visited Fan Juan for the first time, the latter did not mention this matter at all. If the police hadn't come to the door for the second time, I'm afraid that this secret would have accompanied Ni Xianyan to sleep together for a long time. From this point of view, Jin Hongwei gave up the real estate at the beginning, and the "fulfillment" of his ex-wife was also voluntary, and such an infatuated person would not have the idea of killing his wife.

Jin Hongwei's feelings for Ni Xianyan seem to be like a bowl of wine. The first few sips are bland, but when the alcohol seeps into the blood and infiltrates the muscles and bones, it is a burst of dizziness. He did not beg the criminal police to bring the criminals to justice as soon as possible, nor did he express his grief in tears. But he did give the house to Ni Xianyan, chose to break up peacefully when he was betrayed, and still silently sent blessings in the days that followed. Although Miao Yixin can't understand this man's broad "mind", there are many things in this world that he can't understand but objectively exist, and killing is one of them.

Although there are still some small mysteries in his heart that have not been ironed out, considering the lack of murder motive and alibi, the previous inference that Jin Hongwei was seriously suspected through "glue stain" reasoning was overturned by Miao Yixin himself at this moment. Then the reason why the prisoner blocked the cat's eye of room 335 opposite the door of room 336 and did not block the cat's eye of room 302 is probably that he has the ability to arrange the victim to be in a room where no one is around. Therefore, on the night of Song Kexian's stay, Yang Yueqing and Zhou Qing, who were on duty, as well as Tian who had just appeared, had to be re-examined.

During the afternoon visit, Yang Yueqing and Zhou Qing were questioned separately, and the adjustment of this detail also implied that they had become the focus of the police's suspicion. Considering that Yang Yueqing was his classmate, Miao Yixin brought Liu Chuanrong with him. Koyanagi knows the captain's thoughts, and he also understands the difficulties of the eldest brother.

"Do you know the victim Song Kexian?"

"I don't know."

"On the night Song Kexian checked in on the 17th, it was you or Yang Yueqing who assigned her the room." Miao Yixin's question was straightforward, but he was actually asking knowingly.

"It's Manager Yang."

"What do you think of assigning Song Kexian to a room where no one is around?"

"The manager must have arranged for her to do this, and I don't know what to say."

"You just have to report the problem in 1510."

"Hmm." Zhou Qing's voice was very soft.

"Or rather, if you were to receive it, where would you place the victim?"

"I ...... I will arrange him on the 2nd floor. ”

"Oh? Why? ”

"Because the guest booked a double bed room, the double bed room is on the second floor."

"Then why did Yang Yueqing arrange him on the 3rd floor?"

Manager Yang said that the deluxe room on the third floor is empty anyway, which will not increase the cost of the hotel but can improve the guest experience. I think Manager Yang is right. ”

"But you think there's something strange about that, right?"

"I ...... I can't say it. I've said everything I know. ”

"What did the victim say when he moved in?"

He was not very happy at first, he wanted to stay in the double room, and he wanted a discount, but the manager did not agree. The manager explained that the hotel was not performing well and that the people who were staying now had rigid needs, so there was no need to give additional discounts. I think that's the case. ”

"Have you ever left the front desk after 10 p.m. on the 17th?"

"Been to the toilet twice."

"For how long?"

"Five minutes."

Again a perfect alibi. Not long after Zhou Qing walked out of the room, Yang Yueqing was brought in. There was no personal emotion in her trademark smile. Miao Yixin nodded stiffly at her. For a moment, the detective didn't know how to deal with himself.

"On the day of Song Kexian's check-in on the 17th, you received it?" The person who questioned was Liu Chuanrong, and this time Miao Yixin was in charge of the record.

"Yes." Different from the short-sleeved dress when she cooperated with the investigation last time, Yang Yueqing wore a beige long-sleeved dress today. She still sits dignified and straight, unmoving.

"Can you explain why you put him in a room where no one is around?"

"Because the fourth and fifth floors, including the east side of the corridor on the third floor, are all doctors who participated in this academic conference, and these people will have to check out on the 18th. That's why I try to place new guests in a different area. In this way, those rooms that are vacated every other day can be used to receive a whole group of guests. ”

"But the 306 and 308 rooms are occupied. Wouldn't it be better if Song Kexian had been placed in room 304 instead of room 302? ”

"You have a point, but I didn't think much of it at the time, so I chose one of the rooms on the west side."

There was no loophole in Yang Yueqing's words, and Liu Chuanrong had to temporarily put aside the entanglement and continue to ask:

"Where are you from 22:30 to 23:00 on the night of the crime?"

"I was in charge of reception at the front desk, but I went to the guest room once because the guest asked for it."

"What's wrong?"

"One of the guests complained that the bed board in the room smelled, so I went for it. Actually, I didn't smell anything weird, but in line with the concept of humanized service, we still changed the room for the guest, which was operated by Xiao Zhou on the computer. ”

"What time did you leave the front desk?"

"I think about it, I left the front desk around 22:30 and came back at 22:45. Coming out of the guest's place, I went to the bathroom. ”

"I have a question. As a foreman manager, shouldn't you assign a low-level waiter to handle customer complaints? ”

"It stands to reason that it is. However, our hotel has been in a recession for a while, and many people have been laid off. If the guest is not very good-tempered, or if there is something wrong due to our own negligence, I will personally apologize to show my sincerity. And there are very few people staying in this time, and there is nothing to do at the front desk, so it is better to walk around and be active. ”

"Did Zhou Qing leave the front desk during this time?"

"She was next to me when I was at the front desk. She should have been there when I went to the guest room. Otherwise, the guest's phone is not answered, and it is necessary to complain. ”

"Have you ever left the front desk after 22:45?"

"I left the front desk a few times in the middle of the night to walk around the turnstiles, but they should all be under surveillance."

"Hmm."

"By the way, not long after Song Kexian moved in, a person appeared that night and asked for 'Song Kexian'."

"Who is it?"

"I don't know."

"Is that the man? His name is Tian Qianlun. ”

Yanagawa pulled out a photo. It seems that this person has already entered the field of investigation of the police. Yang Yueqing looked at the photo and nodded.

"It should be him."

"What time did he come and what did he do with the victim?"

"Around 22:10, I came about 10 minutes later than Song Kexian. He claimed to be a friend of Song Kexian at the time and asked me to tell Song Kexian's room number. However, because of the privacy of the guest, I did not tell him. ”

"And then?"

"He didn't leave immediately, he went there." Miao Yixin and the two followed the direction pointed by the manager, where the elevator of the guest room was located.

"Doesn't the hotel's elevator require guests to swipe their room cards before they can use it?"

"Yes, but he can 'hitchhike'. And a few steps further there you will see the fire escape, and if you find the entrance, you can also climb the stairs to go upstairs. ”

"How many people know about fire escapes?"

"Guests usually take the elevator, and our staff sometimes climbs the stairs in a hurry. But that was a long time ago. Now there are fewer people, and it is very convenient to wait for the elevator, and it will not take long. ”

"Then have you noticed when Tian Lilun left?"

"I saw it, it was about 22:25. By the way, he was still carrying a bag in his hand, a red one. Yang Yueqing's tone seemed to be reporting and exposing others.

"How big is the bag?"

"It's so big." The manager said as he parted his hands and gestured to the two detectives.

"Did he show nervousness when he left?"

"He was facing away from the front desk and I didn't see it. For specific situations, you can take a look at the monitoring. ”

In fact, before interrogating Yang Yueqing and Zhou Qing, the two criminal policemen had already retrieved the surveillance video. The confession of the hotel staff is not different from the surveillance footage, and it is basically consistent with the oral statement of Xiao Wang, a police officer who monitored Song Kexian. Unfortunately, until now, except for the lobby on the first floor, the rest of the housekeeping cameras are still "deaf ear furnishings." ”

The inquiry for Yang Yueqing has ended. Miao Yixin finally changed to the tone of an old friend's chat and teased:

"Manager Yang, hasn't the monitoring of our housekeeping department been repaired?"

"Hmm. Because this repair involves the renovation of old lines, it is necessary to coordinate the time of the power bureau. It is estimated that it will be a matter of the next day or two. At that time, if the murderer dared to commit the crime, he would be exposed for what he was. Phew, look at my foul mouth. I wish there would be no more tragedies like this. ”

Outside the revolving door of the housekeeping department, Miao Yixin was smoking a cigarette. As early as 10 minutes ago, Yanagawa left on his own. A fiery cloud hung in the sky, reflecting the officer's slightly flushed face. He has been busy working on the case these days, and his cheeks have been planted with dense scum, which looks a little sloppy. The evening wind is no hotter than it is during the day. Although the wind could be heard, the clouds seemed to be still. Surrounded by green pine vegetation and smoke curling in the distance, perhaps this is the quiet time that is often talked about. Yang Yueqing walked out of the hall, although she changed into civilian clothes, she was still dressed in long sleeves. It's just that the trousers have been changed to a long skirt, and the whole person has a girlish taste. The wind slightly ruffled the bangs on the forehead, and also lifted the corner of the long skirt.

"Huh? What's up, Captain? Are you going to stay overnight? I'll give you a discount. Yang Yueqing joked with a smile, not the slightest bit wary.

"Is it convenient to go to your house and sit?" The detective's answer was a bit abrupt.

The lady ruffled her hair and asked generously, "Public or private?" ”

This time, Miao Yixin was embarrassed. Although the childhood feelings have long been mottled and unrecognizable, the criminal police at this moment still can't meet the manager's eyes.

"Go and see, and if your suspicion is ruled out, I will be relieved."

"Let's go, Captain. I've never really been in a police car. Yang Yueqing pointed to Santana in front of her, with an excited expression.

"After all these years, it feels like you've never changed." Miao Yixin said, stepped forward and opened the car door.

"Why change?"

"Isn't everyone changing all the time? The sports committee in our middle school, the one who played basketball very well, later took drugs, and he was planted in my hands two years ago, and he was also a handful of snot and tears when he was interrogated. ”

"Are you sure he got bad later? I remember that he was quite bold when he was in school, and once he climbed the wall to peek into the women's bathroom. ”

"And this thing?"

"Maybe since the beginning of school, everyone has never changed, and the so-called education is just a disguise for nature. The phrase "going bad" is itself an 'excuse'. ”

Miao Yixin glanced in the rearview mirror, and Yang Yueqing's eyes were particularly sharp. He, stepped on the accelerator; The car burst out with a buzz. Yang Yueqing turned on the mobile phone navigation and turned the volume to the maximum.

"It's okay, it's okay if you don't open the navigation, we run every day in this city, and the streets and alleys are all familiar to us, and it's ....."

"And my home address, you've already investigated it, right?"

Miao Yixin smiled dumbly, as if apologizing: "Those who do what we do will offend everyone sooner or later." ”

"Not necessarily."

"Oh, what do you say?"

"I remember when the captain went to school, he was just right. Maybe you have offended all the people around you before you entered the industry. ”

The criminal policeman shook his head helplessly, except for his deputy Liu Chuanrong over the years, no one dared to joke with him like this.

"Hey, it's hard for us to do this. But there's always a reason to stick to it. ”

"I know, it's that feeling of a moth to a fire. For someone, for a word. Yang Yueqing looked at the road ahead, her expression firm and resolute.

The car drove steadily, and at a distance of 1 km from the entrance of the tunnel, it passed by Sanbao High School, where Miao Yixin and Yang Yueqing went to school together. None of them could have imagined that one day she would sit in the police car he drove and whizz past the school gates.

"You see, the bike sheds outside the fence have been moved into the fence." The repainted brick wall isolates the idlers and the others, as well as the memories of youth. The scene on the other side of the wall can only be pieced together from memory. Only those who live in memory still retain the appearance of their youth.

"Well, I remember you lost a bike when you were in school." Miao Yixin has always remembered Yang Yueqing's past.

"yes, I walked home that day, can you still help me catch the murderer?"

"I'm afraid the prosecution period has passed."

"Time is running so fast, I really want to go back to school again."

"Adults aren't allowed in schools, are they?"

"Unless the adult has a police ID."

This slightly flattering narrative made Miao Yixin raise the corners of his mouth again. He flicked the steering wheel slightly to the left.

"Oh, don't change lanes, don't go down the tunnel. Go from above! Yang Yueqing suddenly became anxious, looking panicked. If she could drive, she would definitely snatch the steering wheel from Miao Yixin's hand.

"What's wrong with you?" The detective said and corrected the direction of the wheels again.

"I ...... I just don't like the feeling of being in a tunnel, like I'm going to die in it in the next second. Yang Yueqing said and pressed her hand on her neck, which was like a chain, imprisoning her life. The woman's actions were exaggerated, but Miao Yixin didn't think she was lying.

Suddenly fell into silence, just like the two suddenly lost contact back then. The fiery clouds in the sky were still brilliant, like Yang Yueqing's hot cheeks after being frightened. The car stopped at a traffic light intersection, and the detective whispered, "You looked weird and scary just now." ”

"Really? When you're old, you must be like an old witch. ”

"Why don't you get married?" This question is a bit abrupt, but presumably the police have already made her case record clear, including whether she is single or not.

"For a man."

Miao Yixin's brows tightened, "It sounds like an urban idol drama." ”

"Maybe."

"And you didn't go to college, even though you got your acceptance letter back then."

"Hmm."

"You're a scholar, why don't you go?"

"I just said it, for a man."

Yang Yueqing opened the window and turned her face to the side. A few strands of hair fluttered wildly on her face, and she narrowed her eyes again, and her vision showed a line between the sea and the sky.

The footsteps going upstairs stopped. When Yang Yueqing opened the door with the key, she said, please come in.

This apartment is less than 40 square meters and seems to be able to see through it at a glance. There was no furnishings in the house, it was simple, clean, and easy to search. This living condition was indeed much more shabby than Miao Yixin expected, and the expression of the criminal police betrayed his compassion.

"The tattered little apartment made the captain smile. Shall we start in the kitchen? Check out the knives there? "The woman tries to use her straightforwardness to break the ice of worldly embarrassment.

"Hehe, okay."

There was only one cupboard in the kitchen, and the knives were all hanging outside. Naturally, the murderer will not swagger the evidence presented in a conspicuous position. The focus of the criminal police is precisely those corners of the corners. However, this place is as simple as an oil painting, and there is no room for hiding stolen goods. Out of professional habits, the criminal police still squatted down, knocking here and bumping there. After getting up again, Miao Yixin smiled in return, and that smile contained apologies and a trace of self-evident relief.

The next room is the living room, and when you take off the clock hanging on the wall, there is only a yellowish white on the bare wall. The wooden table under the wall clock is still a product of the last century: the wood is cracked in many places, and the paint is seriously damaged, which once again shows that Yang Yueqing's life is not rich. The eyes of the two met again, and this time it was replaced by Yang Yueqing with a slight smile, faint and astringent.

Next is the bedroom and the balcony, which are connected to each other, and there is not even a sliding door in between. In addition to bamboo poles and drying racks, there is only one wind chime left on the balcony, which looks like it was newly bought. The size of the bedroom is also shabby, with two or three cupboards crammed with large and small items. Yang Yueqing took them out one by one and stuffed them back one by one, including those intimate things. When bras, tampons and other items were spread out on the bed, Miao Yixin really regretted why she didn't bring female police officers to help with the search. But today's surprise visit was a whim. The police officer believes that if Yang Yueqing is a prisoner, then he must arrest him with his own hands, both from responsibility and out of protection.

Everything was checked, and only the locked drawer in the bedroom remained. Yang Yueqing had already prepared the key. With a "squeak", the drawer was opened. The lady made another gesture of pity.

The officer picked up the picture frame placed on the top, and just as he wanted to take a closer look, the woman angrily snatched the picture.

"Captain, you can't abuse your power and snoop on other people's privacy at will."

"Who is that kid you're holding? It can't be the boy you just mentioned, right? ”

"Go, go, and you don't have to ask. This is my aunt's child, my nephew. ”

"How old were you?"

"Eighteen."

"It's so pretty."

"Captain, are you going to chase me?"

The same dialogue was staged again after more than 20 years, and Miao Yixin still chose to remain silent. The wind outside the window blew into the house through the balcony, tearing the years apart in an instant. Memories burst in with the familiar "joke", a feeling of more than 20 years ago.

The wind was still blowing, and the wind chimes were still tinkling.