Luo Dong shook Mr. Han Ye vigorously. It took him a moment to come to his senses and gulp down the warm water the agent had handed him. After calming down a little, Han Ye seemed to realize that he had said something that he shouldn't have said, and he stared at everyone with wide eyes in silence.

"What's going on? What was stolen? Money? Or jewelry?"

"Nope! No! No! That thing is not worth a penny at all! ”

"But just now you kept shouting: It's over! Bankrupt and can't live anymore! ”

"Oh? Did I say these things? I can't remember it at all! I guess it's too much of a horror, I don't remember anything now...... No, no! That's not some kind of jewelry...... It's not money either...... It's not worth a penny at all...... To others, it is useless...... But if I lose it, it's going to be a problem. It's true...... Those things are important to me, and they are of no use to others. I'm not lying! ”

Han Ye seemed to be very remorseful that he had just shouted out the words that he shouldn't have said in a frenzy, desperately trying to cover up, and his miserable white face couldn't stop dripping with beads of sweat.

Seeing this, Bai Lang snickered secretly.

"You just said that this thing is very unimportant, then we can't help much, you have to tell us, what did you miss?" Investigator Luo Dong asked.

"Oh...... Yes, it's a small pocket! ”

"That's not going to do it at all. You're going to tell us what it looks like, what the color or what it has to say. ”

"That'...... It's a gray pocket! ”

"What's in there? Since it's not gold, silver, or jewelry, it must be a confidential document?"

"Yes. But to outsiders, it's no different from garbage. ”

"I see. Go to your room and sleep for a while to stabilize your mood! We'll be sure to find that pocket for you. ”

Luo Dong also found out that Han Ye had lied to him, and he thought to himself: even if he continued to ask, nothing would come of it. Now the most important thing is to find the gray cloth bag, and all the mysteries will be solved.

Han Ye wiped the sweat from his head and walked towards the bedroom. Luo Dong instructed the prosecutor to search the room carefully, and found a small box in the basement, but it was empty.

Luo Dong returned to Mingyue Villa and asked Han Ji if he had seen a gray pocket. Han Ji shook her head vigorously in denial.

Bai Lang asked, "Miss Han Ji, this morning, you said that after the murderer attacked your sister, he picked up something from the ground and fled in a hurry, is that true?"

"Yes."

"Is that a cloth bag?"

"I don't know...... Seemingly a little whitish, he put it in his clothes as he ran. ”

"Later, he was shot dead by Ke Jinliang?"

"Yes."

Bai Lang thought to himself: "Han Ye must have taken out those banknotes from that small suitcase, put them in a gray pocket, and properly hid them in a corner. But why are gray pockets left in the yard? Also, although the gangster named Shen Hanlin picked up the pocket, he didn't find it on his body. It's incredible! ”

Luo Dong called Uncle Li, the old servant who assisted Ke Jinliang in moving the dead body, and interrogated him, and according to him, he didn't see any gray cloth bags.

Uncle Li is a very reliable old man, he will not lie.

How could the gray pocket, which contained a huge sum of eight or nine hundred thousand francs, disappear in a flash? Shirarou fell into thought. After a long silence, Shirarou finally broke the silence:

"I think that's probably how things go. First of all, Shen Hanlin secretly came to Ziling Villa, and when he found the gray pocket, he suddenly noticed that the sky had turned white. Because he could not escape, he had to stay in the house honestly, but he could not hide in it all the time, so at noon he climbed out of the window and jumped into the courtyard.

At this moment, Han Yan came to the lake. When she went to untie the cable of the boat, she saw Shen Hanlin and screamed loudly. He had to choke Han Yan's throat to prevent her from calling for help again, but he didn't expect to strangle Han Yan by using too much force. At the critical moment, Shen Hanlin picked up the necklace that fell on the ground and hurriedly slipped away. At this moment, the gray pocket stuffed in his clothes fell out, and he picked it up in a hurry, and when he fled to the vegetable field, Ke Jinliang shot and killed him. ”

"Well, that sounds reasonable...... But why didn't the security guard find the gray pocket on him? Also, who did the trick on the ladder and sawed off three-quarters of the pillars? Why would he do that? These two details are still unquestionable. ”

"I don't know." Bai Lang said lightly.

The two of them returned to Mingyue Villa in silence. I saw that the prosecutor of the Feng Lin case and Yang Haoran were talking, and the expressions of the two of them were very serious.

"Mr. Feng, have you found anything new?"

"Nope! Nothing was found. I once went to the hospital to see the injured Ke Jinliang. He told me that the assailants who attacked him might have been hiding in the nearby grass and waiting for him, because the assailants had suddenly jumped out of the lake. ”

"Is it confirmed that the murder weapon that cut his neck was a short sword?"

"The doctor said that from the analysis of the wound, it should have been killed by a sharp short sword, but when he went to the scene of the crime, he did not find such a murder weapon."

"Is there anything new about the other person who was attacked, the young man with the temperament of an artist?"

"I didn't find anything, but there was one thing that was incredible."

"What?"

"That young man had been to Ruixiang Villa before he was attacked last night."

"It's weird! Because Miss Han Yan was killed yesterday, during the day, the security guards have put martial law at the gate, and no idle people are allowed to enter, how can he go to Ruixiang Villa?"

"When this Mr. Yang Haoran entered the villa, he was also allowed to cross the martial law line."

"Yang Haoran, really?"

"No, I didn't pay attention at all."

"However, several people have noticed that you and he have entered the courtyard one after another."

"When I heard the news of Miss Han Yan's murder, I was shocked, so I hurried to the gate and asked Mr. Detective to let me in, and I didn't notice if there was a young man next to me."

"You mean, you didn't see that tall, sturdy artist?" Luo Dong asked.

"Yes, I didn't see it! No, maybe I saw it but didn't care. Because of such a big mess, my head was dizzy, so I couldn't pay attention to whether there were other people around me. ”

"It's not your fault! Do you live at Mr. Zhou's house?"

"Yes. Mr. Zhou hired me to decorate his new home, so I lived in a small house on the left side of the gate of Ruixiang Villa. The room on the right is inhabited by a gardener who guards the door. ”

"According to the gardener, you sat in the chair in the door for a while yesterday, right?"

"Not bad. Yesterday, I had dinner with the two young ladies of Mingyue Villa, and Ke Jinliang was also present at that time. After the meal, I talked with them for a while. Later, I quit early for work reasons, and when I got home, I sat on a bench and smoked a cigarette. ”

"It is said that you were with a young man who had come to you several times before. He is the young artist who is now in the spotlight. ”

The prosecutor said without relaxation.

Bai Lang was about to speak, but the prosecutor stopped him.

"The gardener identified the young man, and the gardener recognized him as the artist who had come to you several times before."

What is surprising is that Yang Haoran's face was colorless at this time, and a layer of cold sweat broke out in his head.