The case analysis meeting ended, and only Yan Ruyu and Wu Cuo were left in the conference room.

Yan Ruyu lowered her head and silently looked through the interrogation records of Wu Qiong, Wu Cuo sat beside him and asked, "Why don't you ask her yourself?" ”

"She herself may be confused, to be honest, I don't like this kind of high-pressure interrogation method, to say that it is hard to hear, it is bullying."

"I know," Wu Cuo said: "But I also know Sister Yun, she won't do anything out of the ordinary, and the so-called high-pressure interrogation is also within the scope of the law." ”

"What is allowed? Hehe, evolving from a vulgar barbarian to a gentleman and lady is just a little bit of raising the moral standard. ”

Wu cuo's lips pursed, "I don't look down on Sister Yun so much, you still show favor to her?" ”

"I don't want to talk nonsense with her.

If necessary, I will not hesitate to bow my head to her, bluffing will not scare me, I prefer to talk about the results of solving the case. ”

Wu mistakenly said: "However, the current clue ...... If Wu Qiong really had helpers, this case would really be reasonable. ”

"Let's say there's a fart, find her helper."

Wu Cuo said: "I think, we can go and visit the little fresh meat that inserted a foot between Tang Lipei and Wu Qiong." ”

"Go yourself, I have more important business."

Wu Cuo didn't expect that Yan Ruyu would refuse so neatly.

He was silent for a while and said, "You seem to be very reluctant to the relevant investigation surrounding Wu Qiong. ”

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Solving the case requires different perspectives and ideas, and there are already so many pairs of eyes staring at her, including you, Team Leader Wu, and no less than me.

You should be happy, this shows that I have confidence in you, if the murderer is really Wu Qiong, I believe you will be able to dig up key evidence. ”

"Okay." Wu Cuo reluctantly went out.

As soon as he went out, he greeted Shang Minghui and ran to Wang Jiejun's residence.

Wang Jiejun, 24 years old, the so-called little fresh meat, has a close relationship with Wu Qiong.

Among the photos found in Tang Lipei's house, there are intimate street photos of Wu Qiong and Wang Junjie.

The photos are now posted on the whiteboard of the Serious Crime Team.

At 6 o'clock in the afternoon, he got off work on time, but instead of going home directly, he went to the theater that Tang Lipei often went to before he died.

It's a small, dilapidated theater with only a tepid small repertory troupe performing here, and the ticket money sold is just enough to feed the actors.

This was Yan Ruyu's first time here, and he had no interest in such performances.

But when he stood at the door of the theater, he felt a little familiar. A few seconds later, Yan Ruyu suddenly realized that one of the photos posted on the whiteboard was captured by Wu Qiong and Wang Jiejun at the entrance of the theater.

How? Are those two drama lovers? Tang Lipei comes here every day to squat just to pull their pigtails?

Yan Ruyu shook his head and expelled the wavering thoughts.

is unreasonable, with Tang Lipei's experience, watching a drama together can't explain anything at all...... If he wants to catch the traitor, he has to be in the hotel.

Yan Ruyu easily bought a ticket for the performance at the ticket office at the door, and the location was not bad.

The show started at 7 o'clock, he bought a pancake fruit at the door, nibbled on a few bites, and finally entered the theater.

The performance was lackluster, and Yan Ruyu didn't even pay attention to the name of the drama.

Halfway, by going to the toilet, Yan Ruyu sneaked to the backstage.

The backstage is very simple, and the waiting actors stand behind the curtain and pay attention to the situation in the front desk, occasionally exchanging words or commenting.

Props and costumes are thrown everywhere, and if you are not careful, you may stumble when walking, giving people a sense of chaos. It's as if this is not a drama troupe, but a team of refugees who may flee at any time.

The door to the dressing room opened, and an actress who had just left the stage rushed in in a panic and closed the door with a bang. It looks like I'm in a hurry to change my clothes.

The backstage is so simple that you can see through it at a glance, and there is nothing worth paying attention to.

Just as Yan Ruyu turned to leave, he was patted on the shoulder by a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "You are?" ……”

Yan Ruyu didn't know where the other party came from, so he said to him: "It's a good performance." ”

"Well, I can't pay the rent." The man lit a cigarette, remembered the question just now, and continued to ask, "Who are you?" ”

"Oh...... I...... The ......" Yan Ruyu scratched her head, pretended to be embarrassed, pointed to the dressing room and said, "She's very good-looking, I think...... Say hi......"

The man suddenly understood, "Young man, I advise you, don't bother, people have boyfriends." ”

"You know a lot about the repertory theatre, huh? Are you ...... Head? "Yan Ruyu is close to a man.

The man waved his hand, "Isn't it a layman, who is still calling the head of the regiment now...... Besides, I'm not a long-term person, I'm just here to collect rent. They used my theater, and they all owed a month's rent, and they used to not pay on time.

I don't think it's easy for them, so I didn't rush to ask for it, but they can't always expect me to help, I also have to eat.

If I don't pay them today, I won't be able to rent them anymore. ”

"That's ......," Yan Ruyu showed appropriate regret.

"So, young man, if you like people, take a look at them twice, maybe you'll leave tomorrow and never meet again."

The theater owner didn't want to say more to Yan Ruyu, so he waved at an actor passing by backstage and shouted, "Did you see Zhang Xinshan?" ”

The man looked around, shouted "Xinshan" a few times, and said incomprehensibly: "Huh? I just watched him wander around the backstage, and I didn't know where to go for a while...... Hehe, I'm going back to the light and sound room, it's too short to be seen. ”

"Come on, you're busy, I'll find it myself."

Yan Ruyu had already walked out of the backstage, but the sentence "too short" behind him made him feel enlightened.

What is too short?

His gaze couldn't help but follow the figure of the theater owner.

The proprietor of the theater walked behind his back to the light and sound room on the side of the auditorium, entered the room, and after a long time, came out of it.

Yan Ruyu saw that a child followed him out.

No, not kids.

Although the man was dressed in children's clothes, it was clear from his slightly broad shoulders that he was no longer a child.

Midget!

That's a dwarf!

Yan Ruyu does not have any prejudice against people with disabilities, and even, if he can, he hopes that even his appearance, men and women can be ignored by him when solving the case, and he can just focus on the evidence.

However, at this moment, Yan Ruyu's heart could not be suppressedly ecstatic.

Sound & Lighting ...... Circuit...... Destruction of the supervisory circuit...... Breaking the electric garage door...... Leave the scene through a narrow vent...... Midget......

A complete and coherent clue was connected by lightning and flint, and he pretended to be a hangerlang looking around, and glanced at the dwarf named Zhang Xinshan, but his heart was already turbulent.

What could be more exciting for a detective than discovering such ingenious clues?