Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

After wasting 730 days, he finally plucked up the courage to put down the books that did not suit him, turned around, bent down, and pulled out the gray iron box.

Li Jie entered the password he had never forgotten and opened the lid of the box. Looking at the neatly arranged props inside, the haze that had covered his heart for two years was filled with warm sunshine.

From that day on, Li Jie ignored his parents' opposition and resolutely moved into a rental house with the money he had saved.

While learning magic, he also worked odd jobs.

When he got his first job, he was ecstatic.

But after actually arriving.

The undeveloped dirt road was full of potholes, the makeshift stage was tacky, and the audience whispered and booed during his performance, not following the routine...

The realities that were so different from his imagination almost shattered the high wall of belief he had built since childhood.

He returned to his room exhausted, looking at the yellow ceiling, hesitant.

Unfortunately, he was so devastated that night that he did not make a new decision. He was too tired and fell asleep soon.

After that, every time Li Jie received a new job and prepared to perform, he felt mixed emotions of sadness and joy.

Standing in the waiting area, looking at the unknown young dancers and middle-aged singers he had never heard of who were about to go on stage, he felt that his life would be like theirs, spent day after day in obscurity.

The price of choosing magic is that you have to take full responsibility for everything in your life.

Gradually, Li Jie ran out of money.

You can make do with the food, but the landlord won't let you live in the house for free.

Long-term depression caused Li Jie to appear less and less frequently. One time, Shao Lingyun and the other two found his new address by asking around.

That day, four people sat in a 15-square-meter room, enjoying the barbecue and beer.

Overnight, everything seemed to have returned to the eve of returning home after every final college exam.

The four of them did the same, sitting around a pile of delicious food, chatting, making noises, and eating at the same time.

The sudden appearance of his friend gave Li Jie, who was sinking deeper and deeper into the quagmire of pain, new motivation.

Return to reality, break the fantasy, put your dreams and abilities into practice, and exchange them for money bit by bit.

As long as he has money and time, he will participate in any small event and go on any shabby stage. Even if the audience is not impressed by his performance or even sneers at him, as long as his carefully prepared performance is not over, he will face everyone with a smile.

Over time, he has accumulated a lot of praise from employers in the circle.

With his impressive resume, he signed a contract with a well-known entertainment company as he wished.

The gradually improving life gave Li Jie hope of realizing his dream.

From then on, he was full of energy every time he faced work. Until his boss told him that in a few days, the birthday party of the son of the president of Zhengguang Home Furnishing needed a magician who could use a prop pistol to perform.

Thinking it was just an ordinary performance, Li Jie followed the boss's request and enriched and prolonged the performance that required the use of a prop pistol.

Who would have thought that just as he had started his performance on stage, the prop pistol he had used for several years was chosen by the protagonist of the banquet that day.

Everyone in Yue'an knew that Zheng Yi had a son in his old age and gave birth to the heir of Zheng Guangjiaju at the age of 48.

He could imagine how precious his only son was.

"So, you didn't sell the prop gun to the Zheng family willingly, right?"

Hearing what He Wei said, Li Jie panicked.

He quickly shook his head and explained: "But I won't kill anyone just because of this! Besides, the person who bought the gun was Zheng Yi, and the person who was shot was Zheng Xinyun. It has nothing to do with Zheng Ting!"

"You don't have to get so excited. You only need to answer my questions with yes or no. As for what the truth is and who the real murderer is, we will make our own judgments."

That makes sense, but thinking back to the question just now, Li Jie still felt that something was not right.

He stared at He Wei timidly, wondering if the policeman in front of him had a grudge against Shao Lingyun. Otherwise, why would he have such a cold face when he entered the room? It was quite scary.

Li Jie suppressed his turbulent heart and nodded: "Yes."

"Where did the prop pistol come from? What can it be used for? Tell me in detail."

Li Jie, who didn't know that the murder weapon might be the prop gun he sold, was stunned for a moment, and then he said: "Prop guns don't mean they are not dangerous. In order to ensure the safety of both magicians and audiences, we will strictly follow safety standards and find reliable magic prop suppliers or prop makers to customize them. I customized this one at a prop company called "magic" with the performance fees I saved for a year."

"In Yue'an?"

"Yes, it's near the film and television base. It's a pretty big company. Many film and television and stage props are customized or rented from it. As for its use, it can only shoot playing cards, smoke, small flags and fake bullet shells."

"Fake bullet shell, what material is it made of?"

"I always use plastic. The designer told me that I can also use wooden and non-metallic shells. Although they look similar to real bullets, they don't have gunpowder or warheads inside, so they can't be fired, let alone kill people!"

He Wei nodded and continued to ask: "Where did you go after the performance? Is there anyone who can testify for you?"

Finally got to the point!

"Yes, yes!" Li Jie nodded quickly and said, "Not long after the performance, I left the hotel and went to a shooting club in the city to watch a monthly competition. The competition ended around two or three in the afternoon, and I went to dinner with Shao Lingyun, Chen Jiaqi, and we stayed until seven in the evening. Wang Heng got off work and joined us for dinner, and then we went home separately at half past ten."

"What about after you get home? Is there anyone who can testify for you?"

"Isn't ten thirty at night enough?" A normal person would have gone to bed long ago!

"answer the questions."

Li Jie shook his head: "No, I live alone."

Coming out of the interrogation room, He Wei said to Chen Zeyang, who was holding a laptop, "Go check if there is any surveillance downstairs of Li Jie's house that can prove that he did not leave home all night."

Walking towards Team Three, He Wei recalled the chat records between Bai Jianan and Shao Lingyun, in which Shao Lingyun once mentioned three friends who played with him.

If Li Jie is one of them, it means that as a magician, he is not an ordinary person who knows nothing about guns and shooting.

A magician who used a magic prop gun and often visited the shooting club with his friends. He was killed by 357 Magnum.

So, did the bullets come from that place?

He Wei sighed heavily. The door of the office of Team 3 in front of him opened wide. Inside, Han Yang was holding up the guest list for the birthday party and exclaimed, "Bai Ji'an!?"