Qin's multinational electronic consortium is located in the prime area of the city, even in the financial center of the rows, it is still the highest and most eye-catching one. The metal shell towers into the sky and shines brightly.

Yan Chen and Ling Yi went directly to the top floor to identify themselves to the secretary.

The secretary is a red-lipped beauty with a career line that is low and choppy, ready to come out. It is rumored that Qin Sanshao is bohemian and uninhibited, and the secretaries and assistants around him are all high-IQ beauties who graduated from prestigious schools.

"The president is in a meeting, please come with me to the office and wait."

"Thank you."

The two waited in the conference room for a long time, and the coffee was cold.

Half an hour later, Qin Yang was late. Dressed in a black suit, but his smile is still graceful, like a yuppie nobleman. The frivolous temperament is extremely special, and it can attract attention at a glance.

"What wind brought you here?" His meaningful gaze fell on Ling Yi, and she looked away. The thought of his aggression against himself that day gave me an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

"Linda, how can you snub my honored guest? Change two cups of hot coffee. ”

"No, we're not here for coffee." Ling Yi's face was serious, "Between half past ten and half past eleven last night, where were you?" ”

"Is this interrogating me?" Qin Yang chuckled, sat down, folded a pair of long legs, and had a lazy posture. "Although the two of them are FTK police officers, they don't have the right to come up directly and interrogate my privacy, right? I have the right not to answer this question. ”

"You ......"

"I'm here today to ask you to cooperate with us in investigating a murder case." Yan Chen pushed a picture of Jingjing's corpse in front of him. "Do you know her?"

Qin Yang's eyes were shocked, and then he hid his shock and replied indifferently. "I don't know."

"Then why are there such pictures?" Ling Yi gave several screenshots of the surveillance video, in which Qin Yang walked into a box in Dihao with Jingjing in his arms.

"Oh, she......" Qin Yang seemed to remember.

"Why lie that you don't know the deceased?"

"Please, the young ladies in there all look the same, and the lights are so dim, where do I remember?"

"You saw her last night?"

"Nope."

"Surveillance footage captured you entering and leaving the deceased's community between half past ten and eleven last night."

"Really? I didn't know she lived there. I'm just looking for a friend nearby. Qin Yang shrugged his shoulders and understated it, without the slightest nervousness on his face.

"So coincidentally?" She didn't believe him. When he answered, his eyes looked to the upper left, which was a sign of lying.

"It's such a coincidence, it's like Officer Ling, you saved my little eight, isn't it also a coincidence? Did you deliberately crouch there and try to get close to me? He asked with a malicious smile.

"Be serious, don't be hippie."

Qin Yang tugged at the corners of his mouth and sneered. "It should be me reminding you to pay attention to your attitude, you have no evidence to prove that I killed the person, I cooperate with you to give you face, not my obligation."

"And where did the scratches on your hands come from?" Ling Yi continued to ask. As soon as she came in, she noticed.

Qin Yang's eyes flashed, and he subconsciously covered it with his other hand, and then smiled indifferently. "Caught by a woman."

"The deceased's fingernails found flesh and skin, and if it matches your DNA, then you can't get rid of it."

Her eyes were like torches, but her thin little face had a compelling strength.

Qin Yang's smile froze, and his gaze sank.

The two faced each other in silence.

"Qin Shao, please go back to the bureau with us for investigation." Yan Chen got up, his deep voice full of courage.