[The policeman's eyes are good, Qingfen and I are classmates, and we played friends more than ten years ago. I heard her say that she was coming back for the New Year, and I still wanted to catch up with her, how do you know...... Is she dead? Alas! 】

[You can't let the police know that I recognize her, otherwise they will treat me as a murderer.] 】

Zhao Xiangwanfeng's eyes narrowed, and his eyes were extremely sharp: "To be honest now, it's still too late." ”

Chai Dingshan's heart was extremely weak, and he smiled awkwardly: "I, of course I'm telling the truth." ”

"Honestly?" Zhao Xiangwan turned his head to look at Li Mingyang, "This person can be handcuffed and brought back for questioning." ”

Chai Dingshan panicked: "Comrade policeman, what do you mean by this?" ”

Zhao Xiangwan ignored him and raised his chin at Li Mingyang.

As soon as Li Mingyang saw her demeanor, he immediately came to his senses: "Okay! Without saying a word, he handcuffed another one.

Chai Dingshan didn't dare to resist, so he could only keep explaining.

"Yes, yes, I lied, I know her."

"But I really didn't kill people. I swear, I definitely didn't kill anyone. ”

"I just studied with her, and I haven't been in touch with her for years."

Zhao Xiangwan continued to ask.

With mind reading skills in hand, quickly screen people related to the case.

There were a total of twelve people who were making trouble and wanted to leave.

In the end, three people remained.

Chai Dingshan, a drug dealer and an old acquaintance of Wei Qingfen, and Huang Liang, the editor of "Ridiculous" magazine who came after Wei Qingfen and begged her for a manuscript, were the ones who stood at the general service desk and slapped the table to ask for a refund of the deposit.

The other ten people, all locals who were playing mahjong and partying in the hotel, felt that the dead were unlucky, and the drug dealers instigated them, so they shouted to check out and go home.

Half an hour, the hotel lobby was quiet again.

Those who should go, all left.

If you can't go, you honestly hang your head and wait for the police to ask.

Chai Dingshan looked at Huang Liang: "Isn't your magazine in Yangcheng?" How did you get here? ”

Huang Liang sighed and looked very depressed: "I came to Luo County by car with you, but I came late because the train was late, and I missed the meeting time with Ms. Weilan. I was going to get some sleep today and meet with Lady Azure tomorrow, who knows...... Alas! ”

Chai Dingshan said with some sympathy: "Then you are as miserable as me, it seems that you have to stay with the Public Security Bureau for one night tonight." ”

Soon after screening the troublesome customers, Zhao Xiangwan shook hands with Li Mingyang and said goodbye.

After helping the Luo County police with this little favor, Zhao Xiangwan was finally refreshed.

Lying on the bed after taking a shower, Zhao Xiangwan put his hands on the back of his head, looked at the ceiling and smiled slightly.

Since entering the Public Security University in 91, the criminal investigation case has been with me, but I didn't expect to come to Luo County, but I still can't escape the fate of encountering the case.

Don't say it, I'm really used to it.

Early the next morning, Zhao Xiangwan and the Ji family came to the restaurant on the first floor for breakfast.

The buffet breakfast at the Seremban Hotel is quite rich, including milk, coffee, dim sum, various breads, cakes, ham, and fried eggs in the Western style, and soy milk, fried dough sticks, steamed buns, steamed buns, porridge, pickles, fried rice, fried noodles, and ......

Zhao Xiangwan took some of his favorite food and sat at the table by the window.

Ji Zhao sat across from her.

After sleeping for a while, Ji Zhao's skin was as white as porcelain and his eyes were as black as ink, which was very eye-catching. Although Zhao Xiangwan is not a person with heavy appearance, facing Ji Zhao, who is as beautiful as the person in the painting, at this moment, he doesn't know that a thought suddenly floated through his mind.

- If I had a daughter with him, wouldn't it look good?

As soon as this thought arose, Zhao Xiangwan forcibly pressed it down.

However, Ji Zhao, who was sitting opposite, looked at Zhao Xiangwan so intently, his eyes were full of joy, as if there was a whirlpool that wanted to attract Zhao Xiangwan's mind.

The thought that had just been pressed suddenly came back to me.

The best skin is like Ji Zhao, as white as milk;

The eyes are like Ji Zhao, black and white, shiny.

The lips should also be like Ji Zhao, plump and bright, like the thick petals of a lily.

The face is like yourself, the apple face, it's cute.

The nose can also be like herself, because Zhao Xiangwan is most satisfied with herself is her small and beautiful nose.

If it was a daughter, Zhao Xiangwan hoped to be kind to her.

Accompany her seriously to grow up and give her the most complete love.

She's going to be happy, right?

There are loving parents, kind and kind grandfathers, cold and elegant grandmothers, warm and happy grandmothers, what a warm family.

Thinking about it this way, Zhao Xiangwan began to look forward to the wedding.

She looked at Ji Zhao with a smile, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that he was born well. Sure enough, you still have to find a good-looking partner, don't you all say that your daughter is like a father?

Although Ji Zhao couldn't hear Zhao Xiangwan's heart, from her brighter and brighter eyes, he seemed to see something, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he stretched out his left hand and gently covered the back of her hand.

[Love you.] 】

A thousand words, not as beautiful as this one.

Zhao Xiangwan's heartbeat also began to beat rapidly, his body temperature gradually increased slightly, and his cheeks were slightly gloomy.

Someone pulled out a chair behind him and sat down.

Ding——

The porcelain collided with a crisp sound.

[Dead? It's good to be dead. 】

[This stinky woman, who thought she had written a few romances without illness and moaning, mixed into the ranks of writers, and she was simply embarrassed by our provincial writers' association! ] 】

Although you can't see the person speaking, when your heart rings, it usually has a strange murmur of electricity, which is slightly fainter than the real voice.

After making it clear that the other party was slandering the writer who died last night, Zhao Xiangwan's mind was immediately attracted by the case and began to listen attentively.

Sitting at the table behind him were two people, talking.

"It's a pity, it's rare for our Writers' Association to hold an annual meeting, and it was specially chosen to be held in the blue hometown, but it turned out to be such a thing, alas!"

"Yes, Chairman Yuan and I suggested holding an annual meeting in Xingshi, the provincial capital, which is more convenient everywhere. As a result, a bunch of people came to this small county town, and they didn't have anything to eat, and they didn't have to go shopping, which was really boring. ”

"I've heard that Azure died a terrible death......"

"I also heard about it, I didn't dare to look at it, anyway, I live on the fifth floor, and it's far away."

"Who will kill her, you say?"

"Who knows, maybe it's a love killing?"

"Love killing? Tell me what you know. ”

The people who spoke were two authors of a certain provincial writers' association. As an author, it is instinct to inquire about gossip and dig deep into the inside story, and when it comes to love killing, one of them is obviously interested, and begins to listen carefully.

Zhao Xiangwan also pricked up his ears.

I don't know if the police of the Luo County Public Security Bureau asked these people about the association last night, and whether they inquired about some important clues. If the Writers' Association holds an annual meeting at the Furong Hotel, then this large number of writers will gather together, and it is estimated that more than a dozen articles can be written about the love and hatred among them.

"Azure is a beauty, and there is a long queue of people who like her. She's thirty-six years old and has been married for five years without children, do you know why? ”

"Why?"

"She is a junior, although the other party's wife agreed to the divorce, but she made a request, that is, Weilan can't have any more children, because the other party has a son."

"Who is her lover? How could it be possible to agree to such an excessive request? Isn't it good to deprive a woman of her right to be a mother? ”

Her lover is Yu Huimin, the owner of Lanyu Publishing Company, who has a background in the Cultural Affairs Bureau, and his family is super rich. Previously, when Weilan was still young, she submitted her manuscripts to this publishing company, and she was favored by Boss Yu with her books, and she was a lover for six years, and then she became famous and began to force the palace. Boss Yu was reluctant to use this cash cow, so he could only negotiate with his wife at the time. His wife is a son of Kyoto, she is tough, and her family wealth is divided into two, and she put forward this condition. Yu Huimin can have today, in fact, he also has half of the credit of his wife, and he dare not agree. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Xiangwan became curious about Weilan.

I am 36 years old this year, I think I was born in 1960, and when I was in elementary school, I was in the middle of the ten-year movement, and I am afraid it will be difficult to calm down and study in elementary and junior high school. She was favored by Yu Huimin at the age of 24, just in 1984 to catch up with the era of the cultural explosion, under the impact of Hong Kong, Taiwan culture, and Western culture, the mainland was splendid in the 80s. How did she emerge from the crowd at that time and become a well-known contemporary writer?

Zhao Xiangwan has never looked at romance, and naturally he has never heard of the name of Weilan.

In fact, Weilan is a very famous romancer in the mainland, with delicate writing, rich emotion, full of spirituality between the lines, and full of infectiousness, which makes people immersed in it and can't extricate themselves, and can't wait to go to the book and talk about a vigorous love.

The two chattering authors at the table behind him stood up and took their plates to get breakfast, and Zhao Xiangwan took the opportunity to look at them.

One with a beard, permed hair, jacket, and bell bottoms, looking like a rock 'n' roll youth, was greeted by someone who called him "Old Worm".

The other wears gold-rimmed glasses, Svenwen, is tall and thin, and others call him "nerd".

The old worm is the one who lowers his voice and gossips, and the nerd is the one who makes fun of him.

The old worm took a bunch of food, piled up the plates, sat back at the table and began to eat, not forgetting to complain while eating.

"If you want me to say, life is king. What fame and fortune are, it's all fleeting. Wei Lan died, she had no children, and the publication proceeds of so many works were all attributed to Boss Yu. When the time comes, Boss Yu will take her money, marry a younger and more beautiful one, and enjoy life wonderfully, while she, alone, suffers in that world, alas...... If you know today, why bother in the first place? ”

Zhao Xiangwan nodded secretly.

According to the basic principles of homicide, who is the beneficiary and who is the suspect. Therefore, it cannot be ruled out that Yu Huimin hired a murderer.

According to the idea of vendetta, it cannot be ruled out that Yu Huimin's ex-wife retaliated and killed.

Of course, who killed Wei Qingfen remains to be further investigated.

The possibilities for killing are varied.

It may be that the members of the writers' association fought among themselves, killed people in anger; It may be that the publishing house distributes the spoils unevenly and kills people with passion; It may be that the ideals of the loyal readers are disillusioned and impulsively killing.

In short, the well-known writer died in Luo County, was killed in the hotel of the annual meeting of a provincial writers' association, and left behind millions of family fortunes and countless copyrights, which must have given the Luo County police a headache.

The nerd didn't eat much, just a fried egg and a slice of toast, took a knife and spread the jam on the slice of bread, took a few bites slowly, and sighed.

Chapter 134: The Suspect

◎ Written in collaboration with Azure? Hehe◎

Members of the Provincial Writers' Association came to the restaurant one after another.