Chapter VII: Misleading Actions

Chen Fang suddenly asked me: "Do you think Xiao Liu can be trusted?" ”

After I was calm for a moment, I nodded slightly, smiled suddenly, and said, "It should be trustworthy, right?" Actually, I don't know, but what do you think? ”

"Me?" Chen Fang confessed to me, "I think only you can trust it." ”

In fact, I think the same as him, and at present, he is the only one in the entire police station who seems to be credible. As for the previous consultant, I think I am the most suspicious.

Of course, there is also Chen Fang's nemesis Xu Liang, who is also very suspicious.

I was arching my hands on the table, and I was thinking with my head down. When Chen Fang saw me like this, he gently bumped my arm with his elbow and asked me softly, "What do you think now?" ”

I immediately turned my head and said, "The breakthrough in this case should be on the deceased Wang Cailing." You see, they found Wang Cailing's fingerprints. ”

Hearing this, Chen Fang immediately said a possibility: "You also know that Wang Cailing is a madman, right?" So is it possible that someone deliberately blamed her for the case? This may be a misleading move. ”

The word misleading action comes from playing magic, and it is really possible that the murderer is like a magician, deliberately misleading our eyes and diverting our direction.

Until I returned to the hotel that Chen Fang arranged for me in the evening, I stood in front of the window, quietly thinking about the four words he said—"misleading action".

Just when I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard a "squeak" sound at the entrance. I immediately turned my head and looked over, only to see an enlarged figure reflected on the wall.

I gazed at the figure and felt as if it were a man standing in the doorway, and when I looked at the shadow, I could imagine that the man seemed to have a knife in his right hand.

I let out a deep breath and walked slowly, trembling at every step. When people face death, they are more or less afraid, and I am no exception.

But just as I was about to reach the entrance, I saw the figure flash on the wall.

I immediately chased after the man. But when I ran to the door, I saw that there was no one in the felt-covered corridor. And the doors of the rooms on both sides are also closed.

I looked back and forth in the hallway, wondering where that person had gone. I didn't hear the door open or close, but I knew the man wasn't hiding in the room.

And who is that man? Why did you find me?

I haven't been back for a long time, and no one knows that I live here except Chen Fang, so could that person just now be Chen Fang? It stands to reason that it's past ten o'clock at night, and most people are asleep, so Chen Fang has no reason to look for me at this time, right?

In an instant, I linked the two, and a terrible thought came to my mind: Could it be that Chen Fang was the murderer in this case?

In the middle of nowhere, I have reached the end of the hallway, only to find that the whole hallway is empty. So when I walked back, I used the means of the criminal police to inspect the scene, trying to see if the person just left any clues.

It turned out to be true, and the trace was a cigarette butt that had just been extinguished on the trash can!

It was a trash can next to the elevator, and I could imagine that the killer was standing where I was now, smoking a cigarette and thinking about something.

If you smoke in a hurry, the smell of smoke left here will be strong.

I looked next to the elevator and saw that it was "1st floor", and I could see that the elevator had now gone to the first floor. And I'm on the third floor here, so even if I chase it down now, it won't help.

I chose to walk back to my room, and all the way I wondered, "Is the murderer already holding back his eyes on me?" And what exactly did I provoke him? Let him have his eyes on me! ”

Just as I was about to push the door and walk in, a voice suddenly came from behind me: "Lu Zhe." ”

Hearing the voice, I turned my head to look over, only to realize that it was Chen Fang.

Unfortunately, why is he here at this time? It really makes me curious.

So I walked over slowly, and asked suspiciously as I walked, "Chen Fang, what are you doing here?" ”

"I suddenly felt that it was still necessary for us to go to Chen Jiumei's place, so I came to look for you." As he spoke, he walked briskly over to me.

"Haven't we already seen it from Wang Jiumei?" He shouldn't know that I'm suspicious of him right now.

As soon as the suspicious person left, he came over, which is too coincidental, right? Even though we are good friends, we haven't seen each other for so many years, and people change.

He gasped deeply, and then said to me: "Although Wang Jiumei has seen it, didn't she extract two fingerprints today?" One of them turned out to be Wang Cailing's, so I thought, is it necessary for us to go and see it? ”

I thought he had a point, so I nodded slightly, and then asked, "But it's not in order, right?" In fact, I asked this mainly because I was suspicious of him.

He actually said: "In extraordinary times, we need to use extraordinary methods." ”

Suddenly, it occurred to me that his current personality is a bit two-sided!

Because I will naturally recall the way he looked when he interrogated Wang Cailing. But now, even if it's behind his back, it's like this, it's a world of difference from the decent him.

Just as I was about to go with him, he suddenly stopped and turned to look at me, as if he realized something. And his eyes naturally showed suspicion.

"You don't doubt me, do you?" It seems, he realized.

He and I had been friends for many years, so I didn't hide it, and said, "Yes, I do suspect you." Don't you want to know why I didn't sleep in the middle of the night and ran out? ”

"Why?" He asked softly.

I took a long breath and told him the truth: "Because the door was broken open, and on the wall of the entrance there was a figure with a knife in his hand. ”

He immediately changed his face and asked nervously, "So did that person do anything to you?" ”

"If anything happens to me, I can't stand here and talk to you right now." I said calmly.

He responded with an "oh", secretly breathed a long sigh of relief, patted me on the shoulder, and said, "That's okay, it's okay if you're okay anyway." ”