"Why? I think you look like a murderer! ”

Faced with the identification of the local tyrant Zhang Helun, the writer Yan Heshen retorted angrily.

Zhang Helun glared, slapped the table and shouted: "Don't spew blood!" ”

For a while, the atmosphere in the conference room was tense.

"Don't make any noise, don't make a noise, let's go through the timeline first!"

After the manager Luan Yi persuaded everyone to be quiet, he analyzed: "One ten points is the time of the crime, these twenty minutes are enough to kill a person, right?" ”

The crowd nodded.

Manager Luan glanced at the people at the table and asked curiously, "What did everyone do before ten o'clock?" ”

Yan Heshen said impatiently: "I drank too much, and I went to bed and fell asleep when I went back." ”

Tenant Shang Jiuxi: "I never came out when I entered my room, and I was brought out by the cake until the murder happened!" ”

Reception Zhang Jiuling: "I've been signing in at the door and waiting." ”

Luan Yi nodded and asked, "So who was in the restaurant just now?" ”

Zhang Helun, Qin Xiaoxian, Meng Hetang, and Zhou Jiuliang raised their hands.

"I'm also in the restaurant, and the ones who have the time to commit the crime are Zhang Jiuling, Shang Jiuxi, and Yan He, you guys! Luan said with his finger.

The tenant Shang Jiuxi raised his hand and confessed: "I eat at that time every day, and I saw the writer Yan Heshen the first to leave, and the second is Professor Cao, and I and Professor Cao are the front and back. ”

"Really, writer?" Luan asked.

"I can't remember, I drank too much!" Yan He rubbed his temples carefully, still the same set of words.

The local tyrant Zhang Helun looked at him and felt that something was wrong, and questioned: "Why do you keep saying that you drank too much, are you using this as an excuse!" Kill someone and then go back to the house, others ask you that you said you drank too much! ”

Yan Heshen sighed helplessly: "If you think so, I can't help it!" ”

"I think it's the writer who killed!" The local tyrant Zhang Helun said firmly.

Quarrels began again in the conference room.

"Stop arguing!"

After the manager Luan Yi interrupted, he asked the writer curiously: "How did you meet the Bombault Office, and why did you drink with Professor Cao?" ”

In order to dispel everyone's suspicions, the writer Yan Heshen explained seriously: "We met in Bingcheng, we hit it off at first sight, when I was waiting for check-in this morning, I was reading a book at the bar, and I met because of books!" He invited me to have two drinks together, but I didn't expect to make such a fuss! ”

"If only the Bombael office was here, I could ask if the situation is true!" The local tyrant Zhang Helun always suspected that the writer Yan He did it.

"Where is the professor's death, who knows?" Zhou Jiuliang asked curiously.

"Dead in his house." Manager Luan replied.

Zhou Jiuliang then asked: "Who can enter his house and kill him!" ”

Writer Yan He pointed at Zhang Jiuling in detail: "There is a key to the reception!" ”

At this time, the target of everyone's suspicion changed from a writer to a reception protocol.

Receptionist Zhang Jiuling took out a bunch of keys from his waist, put them on the table, and explained: "There is no very deep anti-theft! The key is usually hanging on the counter! ”

"In that case, you have time to be alone with the professor!" The local tyrant Zhang Helun pointed to the reception Zhang Jiuling and said suspiciously.

Zhang Jiuling nodded, and then explained: "Then if you say so, I do have the keys to all the counters of the hotel, but I really didn't hurt him, he drank too much and wanted to go back to the house, I went to pick him up and send him back to the house!" ”

The local tyrant Zhang Helun sneered and said suspiciously: "The time to send him back to the house is enough for you to kill him, you recruit it, there was a murder on the first day of work, don't you think it's strange?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes converged on the person who received Zhang Jiuling.

Zhang Jiuling sneered and asked rhetorically: "Then you occasionally come to the hotel to eat, drink and have fun, and there is a murder, don't you think it's strange?" ”

Zhang Helun pondered for a moment and was happy: "It makes sense!" ”

Zhang Jiuling continued: "I think the local tyrant Zhang Helun is the most suspicious, he is sitting here, and all he talks about is others!" ”

"Hey!"

Manager Luan suddenly remembered something: "I remember, when Professor Cao went back to the room, there was a quarrel in the restaurant, Zhang Helun and Qin Xiaoxian were arguing to settle the bill, and Qin Xiao went out to withdraw the money, which means that he also has time to commit crimes!" ”

Zhou Jiuliang, a famous actor, asked Qin Xiaoxian: "When you go to the bank, will anyone follow you?" ”

Qin Xiao shook his head idly: "I went to the bank and no one followed me." ”

The receptionist Zhang Jiuling was suspicious: "Qin Xiao has time to commit crimes, and he is still with Zhang Helun, so if you say that, the two of them may be working together to commit crimes, and it stands to reason that the two of them can't come to dinner without money!" ”

reversed again, and the objects of everyone's suspicion changed to Zhang Helun and Qin Xiaoxian again.

Zhang Helun explained with a smile: "When the two of us came, we were robbed, and after the robbery, the two of us had no money." ”

"Speaking of which, I'm curious, how did you make a fortune?" Zhou Jiuliang asked suspiciously.

Zhang Helun nodded and explained: "Since everyone asked about this, I will tell the truth, in fact, what about me, I am a little king who occupies the mountain, Qin Xiaoxian is the second king, we went down the mountain today and met the bad guy!" ”

"Can you still meet bad guys? This is outrageous! ”

"Hahaha~~"

After listening to this outrageous answer, everyone was amused, and the atmosphere eased a little.

Zhang Helun shook his head, and then said seriously: "We are heroes who see uneven roads and draw swords to help each other, but we didn't expect to meet black and eat black, we haven't fought, so we will convince people with virtue!" ”

"How do you convince people with virtue?" Manager Luan said curiously.

The local tyrant Zhang Helun lowered his head and explained with a frown: "Give them the money!" ”

"Hahaha~~"

"It seems that the face of money is relatively large!"

Everyone was amused again, and netizens in the live broadcast room liked this kind of script killing with humorous elements very much, and they praised it one after another.

The bell rings.

The allotted time has arrived.

Manager Luan glanced at the time and asked, "If you want to report, you can go to the chief inspector to report, which one of us will go first?" ”

Everyone looked at each other, and Zhang Jiuling, who received him, stood up first: "I'll go first, I have something to say to the detective." ”

"Good!"

Interrogation room.

"I suspect that the writer assassinated Professor Cao!" Receiving Zhang Jiuling, the spearhead pointed directly at Yan He.

Chief Inspector Qu Xiaoyun put down the hand that was originally on his chin, and asked with a frown: "Is there any reason for suspicion?" ”

"Yes!"

Zhang Jiuling explained: "Because I know that the writer has drunk too much, I want to go upstairs and ask him if he needs anything like tea, drinks, etc., but I knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no response in the house, I suspect that the writer is not in the room at all, he is likely to go out to assassinate Professor Cao!" ”

This clue is very important, and the writer Yan Heshen is very doubtful.

Qu Xiaoyun nodded: "Very good, now I give you two choices, the first choice is that you go back to the conference room just now, and then discuss with them who the murderer is, and the second choice is to go to our secret laboratory to sit down!" ”

"What's a secret lab?" Zhang Jiuling asked with a confused expression.

Zhang Jiunan, who was making a record next to Qu Xiaoyun, hurriedly replied: "It's just to use you as an experiment!" ”

A trace of fear flashed in Zhang Jiuling's eyes: "Then I'll choose the first one!" ”

"Don't you want to be a guinea pig? Blackie! Zhang Jiunan took Zhang Jiuling's complexion and found a burden.

"I'll you!" Zhang Jiuling scolded and returned to the conference room.

Chief Inspector Qu Xiaoyun thoughtfully, picked up the microphone on the table, and shouted, "Please invite the writer to come to the interrogation room." ”

……

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