"Name?"

"Knowingly ask!"

"Name."

"Is it necessary? Don't you know who I am? It's so boring to engage in this kind of formalism! ”

"Name."

"I'm not going to talk about it today, what can you do to me?" Fang Zhu stiffened his neck, looking like he was going to fight the police to the end.

Zhou Zhen seemed to be well-informed, too lazy to be angry with him, just rolled his eyes silently, and no longer bothered about this problem. "Can you tell me what you just did?"

"You're too embarrassed to ask! We were filming there so well, why did you bring me here? Do you know how much this will delay us, how much money will be wasted? Can you afford to lose this game-breaker? ”

Zhou Zhen snorted coldly: "You don't pretend to be crazy and stupid here, your clothes are still stained with blood on your hands!" ”

"So you hurry up and let me wash my hands first, it's slimy, disgusting!" Fang Zhu shouted indifferently.

Zhou Zhen really didn't expect his cheeks to be so thick, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted: "Fang Zhu, you killed someone just now!" Don't tell me, you don't know the seriousness of the matter! ”

Fang Zhu listened to his words, and was stunned for a few seconds, and then blushed and scolded: "You put P!" You want to plant blame and divide people, and you dare to bully me! ”

Zhou Zhen really didn't expect that this kind of situation of being arrested could be so straightforward, which made him a little unconfident: "You're not mistaken, so many of us have seen you stab the person lying in the wooden box with a knife, do you dare not admit it, is it when everyone is blind?" ”

Fang Zhu suddenly sneered at this time: "I said officer, you have no problem with your brain, right?" In that box is the prop dummy I used to make the movie this time, are you doing something wrong with the case, and everything you see is a homicide case? ”

How experienced Ren Zhouzhen is in dealing with suspects, he lost his temper at this time: "Who has a problem with his brain?" You can't tell the difference between a real person and a dummy? Look at the blood on your hands, the internal organs on the scene, the smell that comes out, which one looks like a fake? ”

"I don't know what's true or fake, since it's a prop that was sent, then I'll treat it as a prop, what's the problem?"

"Then why did you stab her with a knife?"

"Because that's its fate in the movie, being stabbed to death with a knife and then cut." Fang Zhu smiled pitifully.

"But the movie hadn't started filming yet, and you're not an actor, so why did you stab that prop with a knife?" Zhou Zhen had no choice but to follow his words and ask.

"Please, I'm the director, and I'm responsible for everything, okay? What's so strange about checking out the props? ”

"That's a flesh-and-blood person, and when you stabbed her with a knife, I don't believe you didn't feel it!"

"Of course I have a feeling that I have hired a prop master who used to work in Hollywood, and if he doesn't make a prop model that is realistic enough, I don't need him. It's just that the blood and internal organs he uses are so smelly, and he doesn't know how to buy some fresh ones. Fang Zhu rubbed his hands in disgust.

Zhou Zhen frowned and flipped through the information in his hand - when has Zhu Tao been to Hollywood? Is this kid too shrewd or too stupid?

"Enough! Don't mess around here, if every murderer is like you, saying that the person who stabbed him was just a dummy, not a real person, then wouldn't the world be chaotic? Zhou Zhen was simply made out of temper by the cheekiness of this demon king of the mixed world.

But Fang Zhu was obviously more impatient than him: "I've said everything that should be said, what else do you want?" ”

At this moment, Zhou Zhen suddenly stopped the movement in his hand, nodded slightly, and answered softly. Fang Zhu also noticed it, knowing that someone was talking to him in the headset, and seeing him get up and plan to go out, he immediately became excited.

"Is my dad here?" As he spoke, he struggled to get up.

"You stay honest with me!" Zhou Zhen is not used to him.

"I want to see my dad!" Fang Zhu was even more excited, and shouted repeatedly, eager to rush out of the interrogation room now.

Zhou Zhen pressed him back to his seat: "Okay, don't get excited, your father didn't come, it was your mother and a lawyer who came." ”

"My mother?" Fang Zhu's eyes widened: "My mother is back from the UK?" That...... Then let me see my mom! ”

As he was talking, the door of the interrogation room was opened from the outside, Ling Feng poked his head in, and said lightly, "Let's take him out first." ”

Without waiting for Zhou Zhen to speak, Fang Zhu had already rushed out in an arrow step, but as soon as he went out, the happy expression on his face instantly froze: "Why are you!" ”

Li Yun had a trace of worry on her face: "Your dad can't spare time for the time being, so I'll take a look first." ”

Fang Zhu was like a lion cub about to explode at the moment. "Look at what? See my jokes? ”

Seeing his attitude, Li Yun didn't have an angry look on his face, as if he was used to it. So she stopped talking, but took half a step back, giving up her position to a middle-aged man beside her.

The middle-aged man took out a business card and handed it to Ling Feng: "Hello, I am the legal counsel of Parkson Group, can my client leave?" ”

Ling Feng glanced at the contents on the business card: Qingfeng Law Firm, Zhao Zhixin.

He looked up at Fang Zhu, whose face was about to fall to the ground, and sighed helplessly and said, "Let's go." ”

Before the three of them left, Zhou Zhen couldn't wait to ask, "Captain, just let him go?" ”

Ling Feng glanced at him, "Could it be that you have found out something?" ”

Zhou Zhen scratched his head in embarrassment: "No ......"

"That's it, the forensic doctor has already concluded that the time of death of the deceased was about 12 hours, which means that she was already dead between ten and twelve o'clock last night."

Zhou Zhen didn't show much surprise, as long as it was a police officer with a little experience, he should have noticed it as soon as he saw the scene, if the victim was still alive, it was impossible for the scene to be without the slightest trace of struggle, and the suspicion on Fang Zhu's body should be whether he really didn't know that it was a corpse lying in the box, not a dummy model.

This is an extremely tricky problem, but fortunately, he is not needed to make an idea, thinking of this, Zhou Zhen can't help but feel a little lucky.

He peeked at Ling Feng, and the young captain was really worried, his eyes fixed on the front. Zhou Zhen also followed his gaze, and there was a noble lady standing there wearing a small fragrant coat, who was Fang Zhu's young and beautiful stepmother.

"What did she just tell you?" After Li Yun left, Ling Feng asked the policeman who was talking to her just now.

"She asked me about Director Wen."

"Wen Qiao?" Ling Feng was taken aback, when did Wen Qiao become famous to this extent?

"I also thought it was strange, she said that she and Director Wen were high school classmates, and I said that Director Wen was not there, and she asked about Professor Liu."

Ling Feng was even more surprised: "What does this have to do with Professor Liu?" ”

"Listening to her, it seems that Professor Liu is our psychological counselor here."

"Counselor?" Ling Feng pondered these four words in his heart, but he couldn't pay for it.

He took out his phone, looked at the name on the address book, and for some reason, suddenly felt an inexplicable nervousness.

The waiting "beep" sound echoed in his ears, but no one answered, Ling Feng was a little lost, just before he was about to hang up the last second, the waiting sound suddenly disappeared, and a familiar female voice came from the earpiece.

Ling Feng's spirits perked up, but he soon heard that something was wrong.

There were two "hey" calls on the other side of the phone, and before waiting for a response, he said to himself.

"Brother, is that you? It's me, Ling Ling. ”

"How are you?" Ling Feng exclaimed.

"Whose phone is this?" Ling Ling's voice sounded a little confused.

"What's going on? I called Liu Mengwei, why is it you? Are you with her? ”。

The other side was silent for a few seconds before he slowly spoke: "No, Ma Xiaochao and I were in Zhuoyu Studio, and I was about to call you just now, when I heard a phone ringing in a corner, and I finally found it, and found that it was your name on the caller ID, so I answered." ”

Something was wrong, and Ling Feng didn't have time to think about it, so he picked up his clothes and walked out: "I'll be there soon." ”