Aoba Office

"Before this, we still have some questions to ask you. Before these situations occurred, have you done anything or met anyone that may be related to this incident?"

"No, I didn't do anything."

"Have you never seen a dead person or been to a crime scene?"

"No no!"

"Then are there any enemies who might attack you?"

"What? Someone did this?"

"The possibility cannot be ruled out."

"Probably...no. I've never made trouble with anyone. Before that, everything was pretty normal."

"OK."

On April 15, 2003, he went to the client's residence. Video file 01920030415.avi.

The picture shows a bedroom, more than ten square meters, with a single bed, a wardrobe, a desk, and a few simple pieces of furniture that fill the room. The room was a bit messy, but fairly clean. The window is a horizontal sliding window with a dark green window frame. The glass is a bit dirty and has not been cleaned much. The gaps in the window frames were blocked with towels and tape, and they were colorful and strange. The curtains are half-length, just enough to cover the windows, not floor-to-ceiling curtains. The color of the curtains is dark gray with light-colored flowers printed on them, which looks elegant and elegant. There were several mineral water bottles filled with water tucked under the curtains. The curtains were open, and the mineral water bottles were squeezed together, sticking close to each other.

The person holding the camera moved and stood in front of the bed, taking pictures of the scenery outside the window.

This is a high-rise building with more than ten floors. There are five-story residential buildings nearby. At a glance, the view is quite broad. A few hundred meters away, there is a building of the same height, which is still an office building. One wall is covered with glass, but it cannot illuminate the rooms here and has no impact on this place.

A hand appeared in the camera, touching the towels in the air, probably to test whether there was any wind blowing.

"It's not leaking, right?" Yue Zurong's voice sounded outside the screen, a bit angry and a bit uneasy.

No one answered, the hand was still testing.

The door opened.

"Huh? Brother Yue...who are these?" came a strange voice.

Yue Zurong replied: "He is my friend, staying overnight at my place today. You see..."

"Oh, it's okay, I just go to school in the evening."

"I'm sorry."

"It's nothing."

The footsteps faded away, the door of the next room opened and closed, and the door of the room here was also closed, the sound was quite clear.

That hand tried the window completely, and the camera turned and captured Yue Zurong's anxious face. There was a man and a woman standing next to Yue Zurong.

"There is no air leakage. Boss?" Liu Miao spoke.

The man standing next to Yue Zurong shook his head, "There is no Yin Qi."

Ye Qing wore casual clothes and had a tall and tall figure. Even with a mosaic on his face, he looked much more energetic than Yue Zurong.

Wu Ling said: "Mr. Yue, would you mind if I search this room?"

"What?" Yue Zurong was shocked.

"There are several possibilities for the situation you encountered. We have to rule them out one by one." Wu Ling explained.

Yue Zurong was reluctant, but still nodded.

"How do you want to search?"

"Before you encountered these situations, did you buy anything new? Or did you receive anything as a gift from others?"

Yue Zurong shook his head.

"Then we have to look for some hidden places."

When Yue Zurong heard this, he suddenly realized, "You mean someone is harming me? That's impossible! I said I don't have that kind of enemy, and only I, Xiao Su and the landlord have the key here!"

"Xiao Su was the co-tenant just now?" Liu Miao asked.

"Yes, his name is Su Guang." Yue Zurong said, looking at Wu Ling very unkindly.

Wu Ling, who made this suggestion, said methodically: "If you know what happened to you, you don't need us to investigate one by one. Of course, if you don't want to, we can wait until night to see the specific situation before making a decision."

Yue Zurong immediately hesitated. He seemed to be frightened by the cool breeze and blood moon every night.

After thinking for a while, Yue Zurong nodded reluctantly.

The three people in Qingye didn't take the initiative to do anything. They only motioned Yue Zurong to open the drawers and pull the cabinet doors. Yue Zurong's resistance was much less. He rummaged through the house. It was too messy and some corners were hard to find, so Wu Ling helped. Liu Miao handed the DV to Ye Qing and went to help himself.

Camera movement.

Ye Qing must have sat down on the only chair in the room, with the DV on his lap, facing the three busy people.

Wu Ling and Liu Miao didn't touch the drawers, they just looked through magazines and books to see if there was anything in them.

The camera moves with the three of them, from the desk, to the bedside table, to the closet.

Yue Zurong didn't have many clothes, but all the clothes from the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter were stuffed into one cabinet, and the ones he usually wore in that season were randomly stuffed in the door of the wardrobe, which made the search cumbersome.

Yue Zurong handed some clothes with pockets to Wu Ling and Liu Miao, and rummaged through the drawers himself.

The posture of the three of them is also a bit funny.

During this period, Su Guang came over to say hello, but Yue Zurong was too embarrassed to let him come in to see him, so he stood at the door and said goodbye.

I checked my pockets and found nothing.

Aoba's people must have edited the video. This part is fast forwarding, but it's not boring.

Yue Zurong stuffed the clothes into the cabinet and complained: "I just said it couldn't be like that."

It's getting dark outside.

"It's almost time, get ready to rest." Ye Qing said lightly.

Yue Zurong immediately tensed up his nerves.

"Mr. Yue, just follow your usual habits and lie on the bed." Wu Ling said, "I will close the curtains."

Yue Zurong stiffened.

The camera has moved away from Yue Zurong and focused on the window. Ye Qing sat for a long time without standing up, but handed the DV to Liu Miao. Liu Miao walked to the window and took pictures of the scenery outside.

Looking out of the window, under the night sky, the office building opposite was completely dark, and there were still scattered lights in the residential area. The street lights were dim and there were no pedestrians on the street. A car drove past and the sound was a little loud at night.

The camera looked up, as if looking for the moon in the sky, but it was cloudy that night, and the moon was not visible, and the sky was dark.

The windows were pulled up, which was a bit awkward because of the hanging water bottles, and the bottles of water bumped against each other twice.

Wu Ling made sure that the curtains were closed tightly, stood quietly for a while, and suddenly turned his head to look over.

The camera panned along Wu Ling and captured Yue Zurong sitting by the bed.

"Mr. Yue, why don't you close the curtains?" Wu Ling asked.

Yue Zurong raised his face blankly.

Wu Ling seemed to have done something. After the camera turned around, Wu Ling was seen untying one level and clamping the clip to the closing of the curtains on both sides.

"In this way, even if there is wind, the curtains cannot be blown open." Wu Ling said.

The camera went to film Yue Zurong again.

Yue Zurong was still a little stunned, "Why didn't I think of it..." He suddenly exhaled and seemed to feel much more relaxed.

The scene changed to a close-up of Yue Zurong. The expression on his face didn't look like a disguise. It seemed that he really hadn't thought of such a simple solution before, but instead worked hard to get a bunch of mineral water bottles to use as weights to hold the curtains.

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