Night in the dark. It's the time of the bright lights again, and the business circle is still full of people.

A top shopping mall is lined with a variety of international first-line luxury brands. There is no shortage of people in the world of drunken gold fans. There are people who come here just to open their eyes, and when they see the numbers on the price tag, they turn around and leave, and most of these people are single or married working-class people. Some people are dizzy for a while, and they do not hesitate to overdraft their newly received salary and buy some goods that can be purchased online for a tenth of the price, and most of these people are in love with their young girlfriends to experience the world of flowers.

There are also those who are regular customers in shopping malls, and they seem to only recognize the brand when shopping, regardless of the price. Some of these people regard consumer goods as means of production, and they can only be looked down upon by their partners in the business field if they package themselves in a high-profile manner. And the rest of the people, under the bombardment of advertising, willingly pay the brand premium. Consumerism is like a blood-sucking religion that assimilates less intelligent believers around the world.

The first floor of the mall is always occupied by major cosmetics counters, and there is always a mixture of aromas floating here. Miao Yixin and Liu Chuanrong are not interested in these smells, especially Liu Chuanrong, when he has nothing to do, he will be pulled up by his girlfriend and wander in these pink and green places. It is said that one of the functions of perfume is to please the opposite sex. But as a rough old man, Xiaoyanagi feels that this kind of smell smells too much, which inevitably makes people sick to their stomachs.

In a luxury counter, Ms. Wu was entertaining a lady who looked younger than her. Although the salesperson sells valuable goods to others all year round, she herself never uses these high-end goods, the reason is nothing more than the poor cost performance. The attitude of the salesman was very attentive, and he couldn't see the shadow of being ruthless in front of Song Kexian that day.

The lady in front of her looked like a good financier, and there was a man standing next to her who was at least one round older than her. Experience tells Wu Chunxiu that such a combination often means a lot of business opportunities. Attentive and diligent, but the salesperson does not have that kind of servility in her bones, after all, she sells the top luxury goods that are well-known, and the posters of the brand spokesperson occupy an eye-catching position in the world's first-tier cities all year round. Sometimes, Wu Chunxiu even fantasizes that he is also a piece of the puzzle in that poster, a pixel. When she looked up, she saw a criminal police officer in civilian clothes. In her eyes, Miao Yixin and Liu Chuanrong have become out-and-out uninvited guests.

“…… That's the way it is. I haven't seen him since I came out of the police station that day. I sent a message to scold him, but he didn't reply to me, and he didn't answer the phone. I guess he completely blocked me. Wu Chunxiu confided all the unpleasantness that had happened recently. She does not appear to be participating in the investigation of the case, but is being counseled by a psychiatrist. What brought her back to her senses was the next sentence of the criminal police:

"Song Kexian is dead."

"Dead?" Wu Chunxiu had a surprised expression on her face, and she didn't know if it was deliberate.

"Isn't that what you want?"

"I ...... I didn't kill him. ”

"Where were you on the night of the 17th?"

"No. 17...... I'm on the day shift. After work, I met with a lawyer. In order to deal with the lawsuit over the property. ”

"How long will you stay?"

"It's past 6 p.m."

"And after that?"

"Then I'll go home. I've been upset about the house for a while. I don't have the heart to go shopping and have fun. ”

"Are you alone when you get home? Have you been in contact with other people? ”

The police were investigating Wu Chunxiu's alibi, which made Wu Chunxiu a little stretched for a while.

"No...... He's dead, but I'm ...... I really didn't kill him. People like him must have offended a lot of people. Perhaps, when I had a dispute with him that day, I was seen and used by people with ill intentions. Someone must be trying to harm me. I didn't kill him. I didn't. ”

"How do you know he was killed? When we came in, we didn't say a word about the victim's death. ”

"Isn't that obvious? If he dies, will you come to me? I didn't know he had been killed, I was just repeating that I hadn't killed anyone. Besides, the bad thing between me and him caused a lot of trouble, and it was also recorded in the police station. If I kill him, won't I be caught in the net? If I really wanted to die with him, I wouldn't still be worrying about the house, would I? ”

Wu Chunxiu said it reasonably, but the two criminal policemen on the opposite side did not echo it. After all, the more perverse the performance, the more bold the motive is hidden.

"Did you knock his brow bone open that day?"

"I did it, but it looks scary, but it's just a skin injury. It had nothing to do with his death. Wu Chunxiu seems to have forgotten Song Kexian's death, and she only cares about clearing up her suspicions. This kind of purpose of living in the world is exactly the same as Song Kexian.

"As far as you know, does he Song Kexian have any enemies?"

"He is a man of despicable character, and he does it by means; There is only one advantage, and that is to keep your mouth shut. Enemy or something, you go and ask his colleagues. I really don't know. But ......"

"But what?"

"But he mentioned it to me two days ago, and it seems that he has been being followed recently."

"Stalked?"

Well, that's what he said casually. I think he usually does too much bad things, and now he is worried that the ghost is knocking on the door. ”

Wu Xiuchun seems to have forgotten that among the many unfortunate things that Song Kexian has done, including the one that pretended to help her trap Dong Ejing together. Human beings have always been egoistic animals, and benevolence, righteousness and morality are just tools for my use.

"Have you ever thought about marrying Song Kexian?"

"Huh?"

"After all, you still have that relationship."

"I thought I was hanging him all along, but I didn't expect to be used all the time."

"Aren't you planning to replace Ni Xianyan?" Yanagawa Rong's questioning this time was more straightforward.

"What do you mean by that?" Wu Chunxiu became alarmed.

"It's to replace him and become Song Kexian's wife."

"Nope. The relationship between me and him is the relationship of interest. I didn't want to grow old with him. Can he still sleep peacefully if he is his wife? I still want to find an honest man to marry, down-to-earth. Wu Chunxiu's words are true, but whether she thinks so in her heart, only God knows.

"Huh." The two detectives borrowed laughter as a perfunctory.

"Song Kexian has a briefcase, do you know?"

"Yes, black."

"What's the password?"

"Please, don't fool me, okay? He could tell me something so important, and if someone else knew the password, he would probably change the bag. ”

Although the suspect saw through the intention, the police still confirmed from the side that Song Kexian did have the habit of using passwords.

"How did he die?"

"Someone's body was dismembered." Miao Yixin chose to confide in the truth in order to test how the other party would react. Unexpectedly, Wu Xiuchun's next reply was also extremely true:

"Well deserved." When she said this, the woman's face was full of fearless pride.

The investigation of Wu Chunxiu has still not made substantial progress. When he walked out of the mall, Liu Chuanrong was still puzzled:

"After handling so many cases, it's the first time I've seen a suspect so straightforward."

"It is estimated that Song Kexian will have to be crushed to ashes in order to satisfy her."

"Team Miao, do you think she's a prisoner?"

"It's hard to say. The hotel's surveillance on the night of the 17th does not seem to have any images of her. ”

"Could it be that she hired a murderer so that she could get rid of the relationship?"

"Since Song Kexian can carry Ni Xianyan and Wu Chunxiu on his back, then Wu Chunxiu can also make a third party behind his back. But she has to go to work recently and have to deal with a lawsuit, if she really wants to seek revenge, she should do it again after this while, why do she have to be so impatient? ”

"Hey, the more I talk about it, the more confused I become."

"Remember, any subjective assumptions are unreliable without clear evidence to substantiate them."

As she spoke, Miao Yixin narrowed her eyes. There is no shortage of lights and lights in this business district. There are all kinds of characters coming in and out here, including Song Kexian and Wu Chunxiu. Behind the billions of transaction figures are indescribable desires. Desires are molded into a variety of shapes, and knives are one of them.

"Team Miao, what are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking, who will be the person who followed Song Kexian as Wu Chunxiu mentioned just now?"

June 19th

Compared with usual, today's Jin Hongwei deliberately accelerated the speed of receiving treatment, and the handwriting on the medical record was also scribbled. At about six o'clock last night, Miao Yixin and Liu Chuanrong went to visit his house because Song Kexian was killed. The time of the crime was at 22:40 on the 17th, and during that time period, he was eating with his colleague Ruan Huaibing in the restaurant. By the time he got back to his room, it was almost 23 o'clock. Although he had left the table for 3 minutes before eating, he went to the toilet. However, it is impossible to complete tasks such as killing people and dismembering corpses, plus hiding body pieces and tools for committing crimes in such a short period of time. Therefore, Jin Hongwei has a conclusive alibi. After learning the details, the two detectives did not embarrass him, but the doctor could see the slightly disappointed expressions of the detectives when they left.

Song Kexian's death is undoubtedly a good thing for Jin Hongwei. It is precisely because of this that the police will suspect themselves. However, people are in good spirits on happy occasions, and he does not mind the suspicion of the police. After work today, the doctor will go to Lao Ni's house to visit Xiaobao, who was taken over. Counting it carefully, I haven't seen my daughter for almost two months. Some people's appearance, just thinking about it, makes people dream; The ending of some things, just thinking about it, is exciting. Throughout the afternoon, Jin Hongwei was happy, as if he had won the lottery, until he finished treating the last patient.

Back at the inpatient department, the director changed into a white coat after a hurried ward inspection, and he walked out of the building half an hour earlier than the hospital's prescribed end time. Ruan Huaibing changed into civilian clothes and left work more than an hour after Jin Hongwei left. Miao Yixin, who was also dressed in civilian clothes, stopped him at the entrance of the hospital. After a few idle words, the two walked straight to the café not far away.

"Are you still suspicious of Director Jin?" Ruan Huaibing's loud voice showed his dissatisfaction. In his eyes, the criminal police seem to be a little stubborn and a little unkind. Fortunately, classical music was playing in the coffee shop, and Ruan Huaibing's voice did not attract the attention of others.

"Only by investigating the truth can we completely rule out his suspicion." Miao Yixin said lightly, but did not specifically explain the reason for doubting Jin Hongwei again. Although Ruan Huaibing is also a smart person, after all, interlacing is like separating mountains, and it is useless to say too much.

"What I just said is true. I started playing chess with him at about 7 o'clock in the evening, and it wasn't until about 10 o'clock that we went downstairs to dine together, and it was almost 11 o'clock when I parted from him. ”

"So he hasn't been out of your sight all this time, right?"

"If you don't believe it, you can ask the waiter at the hotel, if not, you can check the surveillance." It seems that Ruan Huaibing doesn't know that the housekeeping department only has the monitoring of the lobby on the first floor that can be tuned. "Before eating, he went to the bathroom, and that was because he had to peel lobster. He has a habit of cleanliness, and everyone in our department knows it. He only went back and forth for 3 minutes. I'm afraid 3 minutes is not enough to make a round trip from the restaurant to the room. ”

Officer Miao nodded, affirming the above inference. But then he raised his own questions:

"Will Jin Hongfu play chess with you in the unit?"

"Huh?"

"I mean, Jin Hongwei is a loner, and he doesn't participate in party activities much after work. Isn't it unusual for him to suddenly ask you to play chess? ”

Miao Yixin's words were on point. To be honest, when Jin Hongwei came to the door that night, he himself was puzzled. For a moment he didn't know how to answer this question.

"Have you ever played chess before? Is this your first time playing chess? ”

Director Ruan nodded reluctantly.

"Did you excuse yourself that night? Is the other party's attitude very tough? Miao Yixin's questions were step-by-step, as if the criminal police were at the scene on the day of the crime.

"I can't tell."

"How many games did you play in total?"

"Six plates."

"So much?"

"Because we're so hard to figure out. The score has been alternating upwards. ”

"How many rounds did you win?"

"Three rounds."

"So, he also won three games, who won the first game?"

"It's me. After that, he basically won one game and I won one game. ”

"Hmm...... So who proposed to go for a late-night snack? ”

"It's also Director Jin."

"Sure enough."

"Officer Miao, do you suspect that Director Jin deliberately dragged me to make an alibi?" It is worthy of a high-IQ group studying medicine, and Director Ruan immediately saw the meaning of the above question.

"Yes. But for today's conversation, I hope you keep it a secret from him for the time being. Did he go to work in the past two days differently? ”

"He got off work a little early today. But I heard that it was to see my daughter, which is also human nature. ”

"Hmm. If there is anything new to discover, please take the initiative to contact us. ”

"I don't believe Director Jin will kill people. He's such a good guy that we don't want to doubt him. ”

"We should respect the facts until the truth is revealed. Do you know this woman? The detective said, took out a photograph and handed it over. This seems to be a routine question, but Ruan Huaibing gave a surprising answer.

"Isn't this my neighbor, called Wu Chunxiu, right?"

"She's your neighbor?" Miao Yixin's eyes widened, confirming the facts.

"Hmm. But new neighbors. I've lived across the door for more than 1 year. At first, I mistook her for a tenant. What's wrong with her? ”

"She was the mistress of the victim in the second homicide. Have you ever seen Song Kexian in and out of your community? ”

This time, Ruan Huaibing put on a stunned expression.

"I've never seen this man, I've never seen him."

"Thank you very much for your important lead." Miao Yixin said, picked up the bill on the table and got up to leave. Ruan Huaibing looked at the back of the criminal policeman, and he hadn't even drunk a sip of the cup of coffee in his hand.

Jin Hongwei hugged the child and closed his eyes. It's an expression of 100% indulgence. His forehead rubbed hard against his daughter's head, the only thing the father could express his feelings of regain. But this time the little Po in her arms was not happy, she kicked her calves vigorously without saying anything, and the pear blossoms fluttered with tears. Jin Hongwei opened his eyes, swayed Xiaobao slowly, and kept muttering "oh oh oh ......". His technique is a little clumsy, and his tone is a little rusty, obviously coaxing children is not what doctors are good at.

Lao Ni on the side looked at the picture of the reunion of father and son, and his face was happy. This is the first time since Ni Xianyan's death that he has shown a smile again. Song Kexian's death, he listened to Jin Hongwei. The old man didn't mind the disappearance of this son-in-law, and he could neither talk of sadness nor joy. After experiencing the grief of losing his daughter, the old man's emotions became a little numb. Song Kexian's death was nothing more than an ant to him, not worth mentioning.

"Uncle, in a few days, I'll take Xiaobao over."

"You still have to go to work during the day, have you hired a babysitter?"

"I think that Fan Ma is very good, and I am ready to continue to hire her. I'm going to give her the same salary, but I'm going to work in a different place. But she alone is not enough, if you are free, uncle, run to me more during the day and give her a hand. If you agree, I'll get another key in two days. ”

"I see, there's no need to go through such trouble. It's good for you to let the babysitter come to my house. My house is spacious, and your aunt will be back in a few days. It's more convenient for the two of us to watch Xiaobao at home together. Xiaowei, you are a good boy, and we hope that you can find another good one. We don't mention other conditions, just hope that the other party is as good as you, just good for our granddaughter. When you get married and your child is older, it's not too late for you to take her over. ”

The old man said very sincerely, and the corners of Jin Hongfu's eyes were sour when he heard it. It seems that the turmoil is about to pass, and the warm days of the past seem to be picked up again.