At eight o'clock in the evening, Mr. Demon walked through the deserted street, flickering dim street lamps, and walked into the old telephone booth.

The store opposite the door was still lit and empty.

Not many people use pay phones these days.

Mr. Demon threw a coin into the phone and pressed the number of the old-fashioned mobile phone.

"The phone you made is off, please call again later."

He frowned, and then a playful smile appeared in his eyes.

took out his mobile phone from his pocket again, dialed Fu Yinger's phone, estimated that the bell rang five times, and hung up. Make calls from your old phone from your pay phone again.

"The phone you made is turned off......

I dialed it several times in a row, and it was all the same. Mr. Demon narrowed his eyes slightly, and he felt more and more amused.

He frantically flipped the button of the return slot a few times, took back the coins he had put in, put them in his hand and played with them, and returned along the way.

The streetlights dragged his reflection for a long time. Mr. Demon whistled lightly, smiled and opened his phone to dial another unfamiliar number.

The restaurant is located in Tianhe City and is one of the most upscale western restaurants in Guangzhou.

The atmosphere is excellent, quiet and elegant, with lyrical jazz music playing. The waiters who come and go are all dressed in suits.

In the two-seater seat, Fang Qing sat like pins and needles. She was very complicated in her heart, and all kinds of thoughts floated up, always wanting to escape from here, but not wanting to leave.

She thought that her daughter might be eating a simple boxed lunch on the set at this time, and her guilt was like ink dots on rice paper.

She thought of the old phone in her pocket, which Mr. Demon had asked to keep on around eight o'clock. She didn't dare to open it.

Dr. Gao did not drive. He went downstairs to the red wine counter and picked out a bottle of red wine that Fang Qing didn't recognize, and wanted to have two drinks with her.

Dr. Gao, who took off his white coat, wore a crisp suit, and the clean clothes could not hide the lines of his muscles.

According to the nurses at the hospital, Dr. Gao's biggest interest outside of work is exercising at the gym.

She didn't know why such a good man would take a fancy to her. She was terrified.

But Dr. Ko was very measured. He just chatted with himself about work and life very often, and avoided talking about the troubles that Fang Qing's family was experiencing now. Try not to touch Fang Qing's sadness.

Fang Qing's heart defense was gradually removed. The tense body relaxed under the influence of alcohol, and the face gradually showed a little red. After listening to his unnutritious joke, he covered his mouth and laughed coquettishly.

Dr. Gao was slightly stunned, quickly adjusted his state, and continued to chat with her gently.

At this moment, no matter how much talk he had, he wanted her to temporarily get rid of the misery of life.

So did she.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, among the tourists coming and going, Zhao Gang, who was wearing civilian clothes, leaned his back against the pillar and took out the phone in his pocket.

"Hey, Lao Zhang? Help me look up someone, well, ask for an address. The name is ...... Gao Yingjie. ”

After dinner, Dr. Gao sent Fang Qing downstairs and called a taxi for her, worried that she had drunk, and took a picture of the taxi's license plate number very intimately, and repeatedly told the driver to be sure to deliver it, and stuffed dozens of tips before watching the taxi leave.

He breathed a sigh of relief, got into another taxi, and returned to his apartment near Tianhe.

He has been alone all these years and has become accustomed to living alone. I returned to the downstairs of the community as usual, took the elevator to the 14th floor, and when I came to the front of my house, I found that someone was already waiting here.

He narrowed his eyes.

The man pulled out a police ID card from his jacket pocket.

"Mr. Gao, I'm a police officer."

"I'm short-sighted, but I'm not blind." Gao Yingjie replied coldly.

Zhao Gang smiled slightly bitterly.

"Can you talk?"

Gao Yingjie looked at him deeply, took out the key to open the door, and went into the house to take off his shoes.

"Come in and sit."

Zhao Gang walked in and took off his shoes.

Although Gao Yingjie is a man who lives alone, his home is quite tidy. It looks quite stylish.

The layout of one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom has even made a spiral staircase, bar, velvet blanket, high-end sofa, TV, game console, all available.

"I don't like tea, Coke or coffee, which one do you want?"

"The water will be fine." Zhao Gang really wants to drink Coke, but he has a short mouth and has to be more mature.

Gao Yingjie glanced at him and went to the water dispenser to pour him a glass of water.

"What do you want to ask? About Fang Qing? ”

"Sort of."

"You're looking for the wrong person." Gao Yingjie's sudden words made Zhao Gang stunned, he turned his head and looked at Gao Yingjie.

Gao Yingjie took a sip of coffee.

"First of all, Fang Qing and I have a very ordinary colleague relationship, superiors and subordinates. Secondly...... Fang Qing will not have anything to do with this case. ”

Zhao Gang frowned:

"On what basis do you judge?"

Gao Yingjie said indifferently: "You don't understand Fang Qing at all. She's not that kind of person. ”

"Oh?" Zhao Gang asked interestingly:

"So, Mr. Gao Yingjie knows your subordinates very well, right?"

Gao Yingjie put down the coffee cup, closed his eyes, exhaled, and said:

"Officer Zhao, there's no need to use your cliché skills on me. I might as well say it bluntly: I'm really interested in Fang Qing, but it's just unrequited love, and she has never done anything beyond the rules. ”

His way of speaking without playing cards directly made Zhao Gang stunned. Dr. Ko continued:

"I think the clear-eyed people in the hospital can more or less see that I like Fang Qing. But I have my own moral integrity, and after knowing that Fang Qing is married and has children, I didn't disturb her life. I know that you are suspecting that Fang Qing is the murderer, otherwise you would not have made a special trip to the hospital to ask her for a confession. I like her, so I care a lot about what happens to her—"

"I have privately learned about the murder case of Fu Sizhe, and naturally I can understand the reason why you suspect me, ordinary women have no ability to kill, you may think that I am an accomplice. Actually, I did feel dissatisfied with Fu Sizhe, I don't think he deserves to be sunny at all, and I look down on this kind of coward. ”

"The reason why I asked Fang Qing out to eat at this time is to be honest: I think this is an opportunity. She's still young and I don't mind if she's married, so I wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to pursue her. You may think that I am taking advantage of the situation, but in fact the nature is similar. But Fang Qing should always cross this hurdle, and sooner or later she will have to continue her life. I don't think there's anything wrong with what I'm doing. ”

"I'm done talking, believe it or not, if there's anything you want to ask, just ask."

Dr. Gao's logic was quite clear, and this long paragraph of words directly choked Zhao Gang and couldn't respond. He was stunned for a while, scratching his hair, and muttered:

"At least I need to know what you did on Saturday."

Dr. Gao frowned, stood up, and walked to the calendar by the wall, he lived a very regular life, and would write the calendar in advance as a memo. Saturday was a blank slate.

"I didn't go to work on Saturday. I watched a movie at home, didn't go out to eat, and ordered takeout. ”

Zhao Gang narrowed his eyes:

"What time did you order takeout?"

"I called once at half past eleven at noon and once at half past six in the afternoon." Dr. Gao thought for a moment and recalled: "I went out at night, and the security guard told me to move the car, and the time was about half past ten. ”

Zhao Gang breathed a sigh of relief and stood up:

"Since that's the case, I won't bother you. If you can, lend me your phone and I'll keep a record of your order for takeout. ”

"Yes."

Gao Yingjie looked calm, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Gang.