"Haven't found it yet." Officer Qian continued to eat noodles: "It seems that the relationship between Mr. and Ling Mei is very ordinary, and he is not sad at all." ”

"Indeed, there is no emotion to speak of." Dai Tianshi said unabashedly: "I am more concerned about whether I can get some inheritance after she dies." ”

Officer Qian smiled: "The brothers and sisters are the second in line of succession, Ling Zuntang is still alive, they are the first in line of succession." ”

"It's a pity." Dai Tianshi pursed his lips.

Officer Qian believed that he had seen many vicious people, but he was a little chilled to see Dai Tianshi so calmly curse the early death of his parents.

"And the assets under Ling Mei's name are already negative." Officer Qian looked around at this exquisite and luxurious villa: "This house has also been mortgaged to the bank. ”

"How could she, a writer, become insolvent?" Dai Tianshi asked.

"His husband's business failed, and the family property was tossed in." Officer Qian said: "In recent years, she has encountered a bottleneck in her career, new books are difficult to deliver, the sales of used books are also declining, more and more people criticize her on the Internet, and then encounter domestic violence and the like, in short, life is very unsatisfactory." ”

"You know my sister well?" Dai Tianshi asked.

Officer Qian took out a heavy backpack from behind the sofa, opened a small opening, reached in and rummaged for a long time, and pulled out a soft leather diary.

"This is your sister's diary." Officer Qian said: "She started writing a diary when she married Xiang Mingzhe five years ago, and it ended in December last year. This is her last diary, recording her story from happiness to unhappiness, and I almost shed tears when I saw it. ”

Zhuang Yingzi looked at the diary, as if she had seen a gold mine. She couldn't help but reach out and grab the diary, but Officer Qian didn't stop her.

"Isn't this important evidence?" Zhuang Yingzi excitedly stroked the handwritten words in the diary, the uneven pages of which were her stepping stone to a well-known journalist.

"Lonely evidence, useless." Officer Qian said disapprovingly: "And the last diary is less than half a year since the crime, and nothing can be done." ”

"But you can learn about Dai Wanqing's life from it, integrate into this house, and find the existence of disharmony." Dai Tianshi said slowly.

Officer Qian glanced at the cold-blooded blind man with some surprise, was stunned, and introduced himself again: "My name is Qian Weiwei, the first criminal investigation group of the Criminal Investigation Brigade of the Municipal Bureau, and the third-level police inspector. Are you Dai Wanqing's brother? ”

"Why else am I here?" Dai Tianshi smiled.

"For example, journalists who come to poach news." Qian Wei looked at Zhuang Yingzi.

Zhuang Yingzi was a little embarrassed, holding the diary tightly, and didn't dare to look at this raunchy middle-aged policeman.

"Reporter, hehe."

Dai Tianshi did not hide his prejudice against the profession of journalist, but he won the favor of Qian Wei.

Sometimes the police really wish that the reporters would be less helpful, but the uncrowned king clearly does not look down on the court eagle dogs.

Zhuang Yingzi resisted the urge to beat Dai Tianshi and wanted to secretly put the diary in her bag.

Qian Wei was about to stop him, but he saw Dai Tianshi gently knocking on the coffee table with his cane.

"Can I go upstairs and have a look?" Dai Tianshi Road.

"Please." Qian Wei said: "Actually, the scene has been unsealed, but there is basically nothing upstairs." ”

"Well, so fast." Dai Tianshi replied casually.

"Samples are usually taken from the survey, and then the site is cleaned up, after which the lockdown is lifted. The fast is half a day, and the slow is only two or three days. Qian Wei said: "Because considering the victim's professional identity, there are many documents that need to be interpreted and analyzed, and she happens to like to write manuscripts with pen and paper, so it was delayed for a day." Qian Wei explained.

Dai Tianshi answered, tapped the wall with his cane, and found the staircase leading to the second floor.

Qian only took a step back and signaled for the lady to take precedence.

Zhuang Yingzi was just about to follow, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of the evil smile on the policeman's face, and reacted that her clothes were not suitable for walking in front of the prodigal son.

Zhuang Yingzi also took a step back and stared at Qian Weiwei.

Qian Wei did not hide the disappointment on his face, and followed Dai Tianshi: "There are four rooms upstairs, and the left hand is Dai Wanqing's study." The right hand is Xiang Mingzhe's office and study. The middle two rooms are suites, one is a living room and one is a bedroom. ”

"No blood upstairs?" Dai Tianshi stood in the corridor on the second floor, and he also smelled the smell of Rumiruo, but it was much lighter than downstairs.

"There was no blood anywhere but the kitchen." Qian Wei said: "At least there are no traces of blood worth investigating." ”

Dai Tianshi walked to Dai Wanqing's study, and the smell inside was much better, probably because the window was always open.

"The study room was empty, with A4 paper on the table, black and red pens, and a few books on the shelves, scattered and scattered." Zhuang Yingzi read the scene for Dai Tianshi.

Dai Tianshi stood in the center of the study, silent.

On the day of the crime, the study was full of scratch paper, including novel outlines, copied lyrics, and some ancient poems...... Anyway, most of what she had written, she took it away. Qian Wei explained: "But there was a stack of manuscript paper from her debut novel, which looked like a souvenir, so it was left untouched and placed in the bookcase." ”

"The last time Dai Wanqing was photographed by surveillance was four days ago when she came back from grocery shopping in the evening." Qian Weiwei continued: "Three days ago, that is, at noon on Wednesday, I called the police to Mingzhe and said that his wife was missing, and the police station dispatched the police in time, but no clues were found. At noon on Thursday, the district bureau sent criminal detectives to intervene in the investigation, and in the afternoon it was found that there were scattered blood stains in the corner of the kitchen, so the Rumiro test was carried out. ”

"Didn't the suspect say why he came back at noon?"

He began by saying that he had made an appointment to talk about business in the morning, and then went home after the talk. Later, he changed his story and said that he went to the beach to sit alone and think about problems. Qian Wei sighed: "No matter how you look at it, it looks like a lie." ”

"People with such good psychological quality should not tell such low-level lies." Dai Tianshi sniffled: "It smells of smoke." ”

"According to Xiang Mingzhe, Dai Wanqing is very addicted to smoking." Qian Wei said: "I like to smoke China." ”

The smell of smoke in the room on the second floor was very strong, and Zhuang Yingzi could smell it. It's just that it's hard for her to imagine a woman with such a big addiction to smoking, and she is also a beautiful writer who is known for her innocence.

It seems that there are a lot of dry goods in tonight's manuscript!

Zhuang Yingzi felt a burst of joy in her heart.

"Where's the kid?" Dai Tianshi asked.

"I went on a cruise with my grandparents, and I should be able to come back tomorrow." Money is the only way.

"So many days?"

"The cruise ship just sailed to Africa, and it took several flights to return home, which is already the fastest speed." Money is the only way.

Dai Tianshi nodded and said, "Thank you, then we'll go back first." ”

"Don't you see the other rooms?" Qian only asked.

"It's all the same anyway." Dai Tianshi said: "By the way, I want to meet Dai Wanqing's friend, that little nanny." ”