Song Yi talked to Shen Buyan for a while, and was surprised to find that the man in front of him who was about the same age as him actually had a city mansion unexpectedly.

Shen Buyan kept smiling when he spoke, and Song Yi couldn't figure out this guy's thoughts.

The conversation between the two of them was as if there was something in the words.

As a result, the people outside the interrogation room were overheard.

Zhao Youwei was a little anxious, and shouted in the earphones:

"Song Yi, don't mess with those who don't have it, hurry up and ask him if he sees the murderer!"

The previous sentence was babbling, and in the latter sentence, Zhao Youwei's tone softened again.

She lowered her voice and whispered:

"The pressure from above is not small, I can't bear it!"

Song Yi heard Zhao Youwei's words, and silently took off the Bluetooth headset on her ear.

He raised his face and asked Shen Buyan, "What are your plans next?" ”

Shen Buyan shrugged: "I want to go out." ”

Song Yi smiled meaningfully: "You should be familiar with this place, how can you just go out when you say it?" ”

Shen Buyan didn't care, leaned back in the chair, and swayed the chair.

"Since I waited for you to come, I must think that your ability can let me out."

Song Yi glanced at the single-sided glass behind him, and took a few steps towards Shen Buyan, with his back to the single-sided glass.

The position where he was standing, stuck at an angle of monitoring the blind spot, facing Shen Buyan.

"You seem like you're in a hurry?"

Shen Buyan still shook his chair without changing his face: "Hurry, don't be in a hurry." ”

"I'm in a hurry to go out because it's useless to stay here, and you'll let me go when the time comes."

"The evidence you have collected at the scene can only treat me as an eyewitness, not as a suspect."

"I'm going out early, I'm sure I'll be free sooner."

Song Yi pushed the gold-rimmed glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose, and a sly light flashed in his eyes.

He chuckled, "Then you can briefly describe the murderer you saw." ”

Shen Buyan also looked very good, "It's okay to describe him, but you have obtained the relevant evidence, I want you to let me out." ”

As he spoke, Shen Buyan opened his eyes and said word by word: "You, want, guarantee, certificate." ”

Song Yi nodded, and made an "ok" gesture behind the back of his hand.

Shen Buyan's eyes were dark, and he grinned: "That suspect has a thin body, slender hands, and is very good-looking. ”

"The hole above the toilet cubicle is at least the size that a person under one hundred and twenty pounds can get into."

"The bathroom is not high, probably you and me, who are more than one meter and eight meters, can directly climb up as long as they touch the partition above."

"If you don't find footprints at the scene, there are only two possibilities."

"One is that he took off his shoes and wore socks to go up, and the other is that he didn't need to kick that foot at all."

Speaking of this, Shen Buyan paused, with a confident smile on his face, and looked in the direction of the surveillance.

Zhao Youwei, who was monitoring the outside, was shocked by this look.

Luo Mu on the side took the information given to him by the trace examination department and reminded in a low voice: "There is something similar to cotton silk at the scene, most likely just like he said, it is left by socks and other things, and the worst is a sweater." But now it's summer. ”

Zhao Youwei's face softened a little.

This guy inside is actually telling the truth.

The murderer actually took off his shoes and climbed up.

The toilet cubicle found that the cotton thread was about 80 centimeters above the ground.

That means that the murderer is very likely to be less than 1.75 meters tall.

Below 1.75 meters, with good-looking hands, and weighing 120 pounds.

With such a description, it is difficult to distinguish between a man and a woman.

Zhao Youwei clenched her fists and looked at Shen Buyan inside with a resentful expression.

This cunning guy!

He has something to hide!

He's saving chips for himself to get out of here!

Zhao Youwei was even more angry when she thought of this.

She shouted inside the headset for a long time, and Luo Mu touched her arm and motioned for her to look at the table inside.

Song Yi's headphones were placed on the table, and no matter how loud she shouted, she still couldn't hear them outside.

Zhao Youwei scolded in a low voice and dropped the headphones on the table.

Luo Mu sighed and picked up the headphones to check them.

"Team Zhao, don't be angry."

"It's not that you don't know Song Yi's character."

"He has his own habits and methods for handling cases, and the more you force him to do something, the more he has to go against the grain."

"You both graduated from the same school, and you still don't know him after so many years!"

Zhao Youwei glared at Luo Mu, her mouth pursed into a line and stopped talking.

According to Shen Buyan's description, Song Yi inside drew a blood-stained hand and turned it to Shen Buyan to see.

Shen Buyan glanced at it and shook his head.

"His hands were clean, without any blood."

"The bloodstains you see at the scene belong to the corpse that was cut and spliced together, and there are very few of them."

"The corpse has long been bloodied."

Shen Buyan's eyes still had a sly smile, and he slowly asked:

"If I'm right, this case is a serial murder, right?"