"Huh? ... Okay..."The reporter was a little unresponsive to the sudden change in the attitude of the man in front of him, "I, I think... The police didn't search the scene of Wang Desheng's death and ran outside, is it because... When they left, Wang Desheng was not dead? ”

"Oh? Interesting. Zhou Ji smiled, "You mean that Wang Desheng died when you entered the big house?" Your dangerous remarks will make you the first suspect. ”

"No, no, no, I didn't mean that!" The reporter panicked, "How could I possibly do it... Before he finished speaking, the reporter seemed to remember something, his face suddenly turned black and red, and he spat out on the table. Fortunately, he had eaten almost nothing but water for the past two days, and only vomited some sour water. It seems that he doesn't know how many times he has vomited in the past few days.

“... Shouldn't you ask your colleagues this? The reporter took a while to regain his strength, "Your colleagues still have.... Mrs. Wang, shouldn't it be clearer? Why do you want me to be the main interrogator? ”

"Well, why? Maybe it was because the police said that they had searched the house in order to evade responsibility that day, but it was actually Mrs. Wang who was found outside, because it happened that no one could tell why the focus of the work was to search the inside of the villa, but no one had entered before you, because they didn't know why they agreed to stay outside? The chair Zhou Ji was sitting on moved backwards, and the unpleasant smell of vomit made him frown, but he didn't mean to leave at all, but said to himself, "So, why?" Everyone is subconsciously driven by something not to go into that villa, why can you go in? ”

"Huh? I... I don't know..."The reporter was stunned.

"Okay, now tell me about everything you've seen since you got in." Zhou Ji came back to his senses, and his cold eyes fell on the reporter's face.

"Ah, I.. After I entered the courtyard, I went straight to the villa," the reporter pondered hard, "the door of the villa was not closed, it opened as soon as I pushed it, and I wanted to get some valuable information at that time... Valuable information is not usually put away casually, right? And only the house where the husband and wife live, the most frequently used must be the bedroom, the bedroom can't be on the first floor, I didn't stay and went directly to the second floor, but when I just walked to the steps, I was... Just see... There was blood, it was all dripping on my face, and I just wanted to leave when I heard the sound of talking, and I thought it was actually a police guard, and I wanted to see what was going on above, but I happened to see that person..."

"Wait, you're saying that when you arrived at the scene of the crime, you happened to run into the previous 'murderer'? Didn't you just say that when you got there, you saw two people running through the window? Do you say whatever you make up? I can't get you out with this kind of cooperation. Zhou Ji frowned, what this reporter described was completely different from the description he heard outside just now. Which statement is true?

The reporter's body suddenly trembled, "No... No! ... It's not that I'm trying to tell a lie... It's just what I see, you won't believe it, you won't believe it..."

What's wrong?

Zhou Ji became irritable. He waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about that. You've been treated as a psychopath, do you care what impact these crazy words will have on you? This time, I told you as it is, don't change the facts to make people believe it. ”

"Well... Okay, I got it. The reporter calmed down and trembled and recounted the strange things that happened that day:

Rewind to the night two days ago.

Reporter Xiao Zhou secretly went to the second floor of the Wang family villa in order to get first-hand news about the lottery winner Wang Desheng who shocked the whole country, and happened to hear a conversation between two people at the scene of the crime. Before he could figure out what was going on, the hidden door suddenly opened, and a man with glasses happened to meet his eyes. In the spacious bedroom behind him, the original appearance of the luxurious decoration was completely unrecognizable, replaced by blood stains of various shapes that covered the room and severed limbs and stumps that were still spurting blood everywhere. The number of stumps is huge, and it is not what a single person looks like after being dismembered. There was also a teenage girl in the room whose face was twisted like an unusual human, and she was chewing and devouring the human limbs around her. Xiao Zhou, who was in extreme fright, had a blank brain and peed his pants on the spot, he didn't remember what happened behind him at all, and he fainted as soon as his eyes were dark.

"I... That's all I remember... It was so scary at the time that I didn't even see the murderer... Sir, I'm telling the truth! The reporter became emotional, "I woke up from the police station and began to be interrogated, at first I was honest with the police officers, but no one believed it, and said that although there were a lot of blood stains at the crime scene as I described, I didn't find anyone else except Wang Desheng's dismembered body, and there were no fingerprints except for the husband and wife, so I had to keep revising the testimony, really!! ”

Zhou Ji ignored the reporter's chattering arguments, he was seriously thinking about every clue.

In fact, before he came to the police station, he had already been to the scene of the crime and received the autopsy report from the forensic doctor at the same time. In the bedroom where Wang Desheng died, all the walls and floors were covered with splattered and dried blood, and a fool could see that no matter how much blood one person had, it was impossible to make the whole room even a place to put his feet in. What kind of murderer has this idle mood to dye the red room with his limbs after killing? What's more, one of the murderers is still a little girl, how heartbroken must these two be? Spending time and not to mention that you may get caught... No, it's not.

Zhou Ji's brows twisted into a pimple.

That villa is indeed weird. Even the little reporter in front of him sensed that something was wrong. After a careful inspection by the police, the big house was indeed clean and wrong, except for the building leading to the bedroom and the fingerprints of the Wang family and the couple in the bedroom, there was no trace of anyone in the other rooms, and what was even more strange was that there was not even a speck of dust. If these things have nothing to do with the case and can be ignored, then how can there not even be the fingerprints of the murderer? Could it be that they came in with gloves and shoe covers all the way? ... No, except for Wang Desheng's surprising footprints and fingerprints and a few traces of Mrs. Wang, there is no trace of a third person at the scene of death, even if he is wearing shoe covers, there will be traces? Damn, what the hell is going on? Could it be that the little reporter is lying, he didn't see the murderer at all, he is the murderer? ... No, that can't be done by one person, so those two people are his comrades? It's not right, if so, the fingerprints of this little reporter would not have appeared at the scene of the crime...

... Could it be that this incident really has something to do with 'that incident' in the archives? When I rushed to the scene just now, I heard other police officers say that the suspect was being interrogated, and he came here before he could take a closer look at the scene.

“... Sir? Are you listening? ”

Zhou Ji's thoughts were interrupted. It turned out that the reporter talked for a long time, only to find that the man in front of him didn't seem to notice him at all, so he had to greet Zhou Ji tentatively, "I... It's telling the truth... Wang Desheng didn't kill me... Can you get me out of here? ”

"Hmm." Zhou Ji said in a low voice, "Let me ask you something, you said that you heard the murderer's conversation and seemed to be looking for something, so did you notice that the murderer left with something?" Like what... A book? ”

"Huh? Book? The reporter was a little confused, "... I... I was so nervous that I didn't pay attention to anything..."

Zhou Ji frowned. It seems that this reporter can't ask anything else.

"I see. I'll let you go. But you remember what I said to you, if any details about the matter leak out after you're out, you'll disappear without a trace. With that, he stood up, leaving the reporter who had not reacted for a while, out of the interrogation room, and said to the director outside the door, "You can let him go, he is not a murderer." ”

"Ah, okay..."The police chief hurriedly stood up, and only after a few seconds did he understand Zhou Ji's words, "Put... Let him go?? But this person is the only suspect, how can he..."

"Whatever you are told to do, you can do it." Zhou Ji, who was walking outside the house, turned his head and said coldly, "Your level is not enough to ask about these things." ”