"Does he drink blood?" I asked again, but the tone was aggravated, and it was clearly questioning.

Secretary Jiang still bit his lower lip, a pair of white hands were clasped and placed on his right leg, and he kept pinching each other's fingers, looking a little nervous and overwhelmed.

"You don't have to be nervous, for people with porphyria, drinking blood can relieve their pain, although this method is extremely rare in civilized society, but in the past, it was an effective treatment. In order to find out the cause of Chairman Mu's death as soon as possible, please cooperate with me and tell me everything you know. ”

Secretary Jiang slowly looked up at me, she no longer bit her lower lip, pursed her lips, and said, "Is drinking human blood just to relieve the pain?" ”

I thought about it in my heart, it turned out that Mu Wei was really drinking human blood, and I don't know where the blood he drank came from?

But I didn't rush to bring this issue up, I needed to gradually ease Secretary Jiang's emotions and step by step from shallow to deep.

I smiled and said, "Yes, Mu Wei just drinks blood as medicine, so you don't have to have any psychological burden on this matter." ”

Secretary Jiang's hands no longer pinched each other's fingers, his eyes tilted to the left, he pursed his lips again, and then looked at me and said, "Yes, the chairman has a habit of drinking blood." ”

"How many times a day does he drink?"

"Twice, once around 10 a.m. and once at 8 p.m."

"Where did he put his blood?"

"The blood bags are kept in the freezer at his home and in his office."

I was a little puzzled because I didn't find the freezer in the office, so I asked, "Where is the freezer in the office?" ”

Secretary Jiang said: "The freezer is in the secret compartment of the office, disguised as a safe, only the chairman and I know the specific location and password?" When the time comes, I will prepare a glass of 'blood wine' for him and put it on his desk. ”

I see, although I found the secret compartment according to the spatial structure of the room and the irregularity of the gaps in the room, I really did not expect that the hidden compartment was not a safe, but a freezer.

I asked again, "So, yesterday's 'blood wine' was also prepared for him by you?" ”

Secretary Jiang's brows furrowed slightly, and said: "No, the chairman notified me at seven forty in the evening yesterday to discuss the contact meeting with Manager Mo the day after tomorrow, saying that he would report the results in his office at half past eight, so yesterday's 'blood wine' should have been prepared by the chairman himself." ”

"Are you so sure the chairman informed you at seven forty p.m.?"

"Yes, because he notified me through the secretary's line, and the time on the phone was exactly 7:40, so I remember it very clearly."

"Is the secretarial line your internal phone?"

"Yes."

I pondered for a while, and there were many doubts in her answers. First, the time period she said was the time period before Mu Wei's death, did she intend to prove that she was not there? Second, intranet phones, unlike home phones, do not work properly after a power outage. Because intranet phones need a program-controlled switch to assign extension numbers, and program-controlled switches need to use alternating current. So is Secretary Jiang lying?

So I asked, "When did the power go out?" ”

Secretary Jiang said without thinking: "Just when I walked to the corridor between the 39th and 38th floors, the power went out. Fortunately, Manager Mo's office is on the 38th floor, so I took the stairs. If you take the elevator, you will probably be trapped inside after the power outage. ”

I nodded, so it seems that the call with the secretary's special line can be understood, but in order to verify, I will still check the call history.

If that phone call is true, it means that Mu Wei wants to deliberately break away from Secretary Jiang, because Secretary Jiang's desk is outside the chairman's office. This kind of office location is set up to facilitate the communication between the secretary and the boss, and the secretary can see the personnel entering and leaving the boss's office at the first time.

So why did Mu Wei branch out of his secretary? Is it to provide yourself with a quiet environment for suicide? From the clues provided by Secretary Jiang, it did make me more focused on suicide about Mu Wei's death. It's just that the inexplicable, cleanly wiped wine glasses and strange cigar caps are on the scene.

Is it just that I'm thinking too much about it?

I asked again, "After the power outage, did you still go to Manager Mo's office?" ”

Secretary Jiang said, "Yes. We had been staying together to discuss the meeting, and Assistant Wang was able to testify because she was also part of our discussion. It wasn't until I received a call from the security captain that the chairman had jumped off the building, and we hurried downstairs. When I went downstairs, I was so tired and scared that I couldn't help but cry. In retrospect, it's really, really, horrible. After she finished speaking, her eyes were a little moist, but she held back her tears and didn't let the tears fall.

I looked at her and saw that although her face still had the fear of this sudden incident, her eyes were very wandering, and sometimes she would look at me quickly, as if judging me. It made me wonder if she was hiding something from me.

I asked another question: "Do you know where the 'blood wine' that Chairman Mu drank came from?" ”

Secretary Jiang shook his head in confusion.

I stood up, walked to the edge of the dining table, extinguished the cigarette butt in the crystal ashtray on the table, and said, "Okay, thank you for your cooperation, please tell Manager Mo and ask him to come to me, I have some things to know from him." ”

Secretary Jiang stood up elegantly, nodded, and I hurriedly walked to the door of the private room of the restaurant to open the door for her, at this time I suddenly thought of a question, so I asked casually: "What cup does the chairman use to drink 'blood wine'?" ”

Secretary Jiang quickly replied: "A cocktail glass." ”

"Okay, thank you!" I opened the door for Secretary Jiang with a gentlemanly demeanor.

The journey from the hall to the private room of the restaurant took less than a minute, but I waited for ten minutes in the private room of the restaurant before Manager Mo walked in slowly.

The first impression of this Manager Mo is that he is wide and fat, with a big beer belly, wearing a precious suit, and looking rich and noble, and he looks like a big boss at first glance.

His hairline is estimated to be a little tall because of his age, but his big black back still makes him look very energetic and official, and it seems that rich people like to take care of their hair.

Behind the black-rimmed glasses, which shine brightly in the light, are a pair of tiny eyes, small but revealing a mixture of wisdom and cunning. His face was fat, revealing an unhealthy whiteness, and there was no stubble, not because he had shaved his beard cleanly, but because this kind of man did not have a beard at all, which is what physiognomy calls a heavenly eunuch.

The so-called eunuch man, his heart is mostly yin, his scheming is very heavy, he does things a lot, and he never goes straight. I guess the person in front of me is also a master of the company.

I asked Manager Mo to sit where Secretary Jiang had sat just now, and I was still sitting on the armrest of the sofa, and took out two cigarettes and handed one of them to Manager Mo.

Manager Mo looked at the cigarette with disdain, then waved his hand and said, "No." ”

I smiled, knowing that he didn't like my ten-dollar pack of cigarettes, so I put one cigarette back in the case and lit the other.

To my surprise, this Manager Mo took out a pack of Liqun Fuchun Mountain Residence from his pocket, and then took out one from the cigarette case, held it to his mouth, and then said to me: "Comrade policeman, borrow a fire, my lighter is in the office." ”

I felt the cigarette in my mouth suddenly feel a little bitter, so I shook my head self-deprecatingly and handed my green disposable lighter to Manager Mo.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?" Manager Mo held his head high, took a sip, spit out the smoke ring and said.

I looked at Manager Mo's chubby face, and his unprovoked arrogance made me feel funny.

I said, "What's your name?" ”

"Don't be diligent."

"Age?"

"Forty-seven."

"What is your position in the Mural Group?"

"General Manager."

"How many years have you been in office?"

"Eight years."

"Where do you live?"

As soon as my question came out, Manager Mo was obviously impatient, took a puff of cigarette, squinted his eyes and said, "Comrade policeman, I'm very busy, what's the point of you asking these questions?" ”

I smiled and said, "It's just a business routine, and since you're busy, let's get down to business." What do you think of the new chairman? ”

Manager Mo threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground and said loudly, "What do you mean?" What do you mean by what do you think? Although I am the general manager, I also work for the Mu family, what can I think of the boss as a part-time worker? ”

"Don't be impulsive, I'll just ask casually."

Actually, I didn't ask casually, because I learned from Captain Gu that on the first day Mu Wei took over as chairman, Mu Wei severely criticized Manager Mo at the staff meeting, saying that he relied on his relationship with the old chairman and occupied the position of general manager and did nothing, saying that he would give him three months, and if the company's overall performance was not raised, let him get out. Therefore, there was a high-level meeting that was held overtime every night, and it was estimated that it was to behave in front of the chairman.

It is conceivable that in an enterprise, the general manager who is more than 10,000 people under one person is trained by a sick new chairman to be unable to raise his head in front of everyone, what is his inner feeling?

Why am I asking this question? Because I want to figure out all kinds of contradictions within the Mu Jue group, whether it is personal contradictions or work contradictions, maybe from these contradictions, I can find some clues, so that I can be more dragged in the direction of Mu Wei's death.

Because I always believe that a person who is always desperate and bent on death before committing suicide will not leave so many suspicious and even grotesque traces on the road of self-destruction.