The villain is ruthless

Chapter 506

With his back to her, Long Xiu stopped, a throbbing that he didn't even notice crossed his calm and indifferent face.

She wanted his schedule and waited for his call. These words were too foul, but she didn't realize it, and she still acted so naturally and gently.

This will give him the illusion of destroying his sanity.Feeling like this made him less like himself.

"Officer Long?" Seeing that he didn't speak, Jiang Zhu called out to him, "I don't mean anything else, I just feel that I don't have an appetite to eat alone, and it will be much better if I have someone to accompany me."

"Well," Long Xiu said calmly without turning his head, "If I can come back early, I will call and tell you."

"Okay," Jiang Zhu looked at his back, and then went upstairs.

Long Xiu opened the kitchen door and looked at her leaving back, his eyes suddenly darkened.

The next day, Jiang Zhu received a call from his assistant, saying that he had bought some vegetables and wanted to come and see her.

After thinking about it, Jiang Zhu decided to ask Long Xiu what he wanted.

At this moment, Long Xiuxiu was recording a statement.

Xue Mingyuan has been in a bad state. After a few days of rest, she was finally able to tell the story of the night when the incident happened, "After we arrived at her house that day, we started partying all night. Many people came that night, including people I knew and myself. do not recognize……"

"Peng Linlin's family doesn't have the habit of installing surveillance cameras, because things that go beyond ordinary relationships between men and women often happen at parties. In order to keep her private life secret, Peng Linlin has always respected everyone."

"When I arrived at the villa in the afternoon, Peng Linlin was in a good mood. She said that the painter she hated the most was about to fall, and she would definitely replace him and become a new star in the painting world."

"Who is that painter?" Long Xiu asked her.

Xue Mingyuan's eyes trembled, and a name came out of his mouth.

Long Xiu was not surprised when she heard this. The location of Peng Linlin's studio was very strange. When she opened the window, she could see Jiang Zhu's yard. She even set up a telescope in front of the window. As long as she wanted, she could keep track of Jiang Zhu's movements at any time.

Therefore, she should know Jiang Zhu, and even be jealous of Jiang Zhu.This is the real reason why Long Xiu strongly urged Jiang Zhu to move out.

The missing painting on Peng Linlin's wall is not from a dead painter, but Jiang Zhu's "Youth".

However, she didn't like that painting, she even hated it, so she hung the painting on the west side, letting all famous paintings set off its plainness.

However, when she hung the paintings in those masterpieces, she also inadvertently acknowledged the painter's talent.

"go on."

Xue Mingyuan took a deep breath and continued, "Peng Linlin has always liked painting, and her favorite painter is Monet. She has many imaginary scenes in her mind, and she likes to paint landscapes in wonderful ways, and she also likes flowers and plants. Monet had an unforgettable love when she was young, and Peng Linlin thought it was all too romantic, and she often fantasized about herself as Monet, dreaming of becoming famous overnight." However, although she has impressive academic performance, she is not good at painting. On this road, there is no extraordinary talent.

Even Monet, the Impressionist painter who later became famous all over the world, was beaten by countless lives when he was young.

"Bo Zhu is the most outstanding young painter of the time. Any young person who enters the painting field knows that it is almost impossible to surpass her. Peng Linlin was very happy to learn that Bo Zhu had plagiarized and drank a lot of wine that night. ..."

Speaking of this, Xue Mingyuan's breathing was a little short, as if she remembered something unspeakable.

Guo Zitao quickly poured a glass of water over, and reminded in a warm voice, "No matter what happened that night, you must tell us everything in detail, so that we can follow the clues to find the murderer who killed Peng Linlin. You are her last Good friend, you shouldn't want to see her die for no apparent reason."

Xue Mingyuan drank half a glass of water, tears finally fell down, and said with a choked voice, "Every time Peng Linlin drank too much, she would have a bad habit of getting confused with men. Alcohol would stimulate all the enthusiasm in her body." , she is like a beautiful butterfly, lingering around every man, which is the main reason why she doesn't install surveillance cameras at home."

"Every time she gets drunk, I will take her home to rest as soon as possible. She was too emotional that night. No matter how I persuaded her, she never went back to the bedroom. After hugging and kissing a few men, she went straight to the second floor studio, plan to use a telescope to see what Bo Zhu is doing?"

Long Xiu's eyes suddenly changed.

Xue Mingyuan: "I found that she was not in the right condition, and I felt very scared. I wanted someone to come and help me. Peng Linlin grabbed me and wanted me to watch Bozhu's tragedy with her. She said that if there was no Bozhu in the world, she would be able to stand out. It's gone." In fact, Peng Linlin contributed to countless painting competitions, but was ruthlessly screened out.

"I knew she was uncomfortable, so I kept talking to her to comfort her, telling her that as long as she continued to work hard, even if she couldn't become the second Bozhu, she would definitely become a very good painter, but Peng Linlin felt that I was laughing at her, and immediately quarreled with me. Woke up, in a panic, she said that she was going to find Bo Zhu, expose her face to her face, and publish her address, so that all fans could trouble her. I was even more afraid, and left her and walked downstairs , planning to find a few companions to take care of her..."

"Did you go back later?" Long Xiu was much more serious than Guo Zitao, his cold words made Xue Mingyuan tremble all over.

"I... didn't go back..." Xue Mingyuan froze on the spot, said these words dumbly, and then burst into tears, crying uncontrollably, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I wanted to go back...but...but I was delayed by something, I really didn't do it on purpose..." This was the real reason why she couldn't accept Peng Linlin's death.

"What's holding you back?" Long Xiu was not moved by her tears at all, his voice was as indifferent as ever, even scrutinized.

Xue Mingyuan took the tissue that Guo Zitao handed over, and silently wiped away her tears, always restraining her emotions, "There is a man downstairs who I have liked for a long time..."

"When I went downstairs, the man stopped me and said he wanted to dance with me. It was such a surprise to me that I agreed to his invitation without even thinking about it. We were together at night. "

Guo Zitao's face immediately smelled bad, and his brows were tightly frowned. Looking at Xue Mingyuan who was crying, he immediately lost his previous soft heart, and walked to Long Xiu and sat down.

Most of such wealthy ladies are delicate girls from the men's group, so there is no need for his pity.

Long Xiu's expression remained unchanged, "Who is that man?"

Xue Mingyuan said the name, and then hastily added, "Chu Ming was with me at the time, there was no time to kill, and there was no motive for killing. Don't doubt him, he is innocent."

Guo Zitao: "..." His best friend is dead, and he is still suspicious of the police here, what a genius.

Xue Mingyuan also seemed to feel that this paragraph was a bit out of character, and tried to hold back tears, "When I went upstairs to find Peng Linlin the next day, I saw her dead body."

(End of this chapter)