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"Mr. Su, do you still remember where you went at noon on October 10rd?"

"October 10rd?" Su Shen glanced at Joker Xue who was sitting in front of him, took out his phone to check the date, "Is it Sunday? If it's Sunday, I should have gone to Le'an Street."

Hu Yuran lay on the hospital bed as usual, covered half of his face with a quilt, and quietly listened to the conversation between Su Shen and the two policemen.

When the police were still knocking on the door, he quickly covered his head to reduce his presence, and only listened to the sound with his ears up.Two policemen came in, a man and a woman. From explaining the situation at the beginning to talking later, almost all of them were female policemen asking questions.

He said, "Is it convenient in the ward?"

Hu Yuran was afraid that it would be inconvenient for Su Shen to say so.If it weren't for the inappropriate timing, he would have jumped up from the hospital bed and said it was convenient and not to bother him.

To be honest, he was very interested in this conversation. Apart from wanting to know the progress of the police on the case, he mainly wanted to know what kind of state Su Shen was in front of the police.

"Convenience." Su Shen said.

So the questioning place was set at the side of the tea table in the ward.

Su Shen's voice was very steady, straight, and his tone was gentle and elegant, completely like a clear and steady bamboo.Hu Yuran knew that this was not the case for Su Shen who was in a relaxed state. He always liked to joke when he spoke, so he himself may not have realized that when he spoke, the end of his voice was slightly upturned, revealing a cunning.Now is the state he will show when he is nervous, fully armed to deal with external situations, and deliberately cast himself as the least error-prone.

Xue Zhimu's interrogation skills are almost all learned from Song Hailin, and it is inevitable that he will learn his demeanor when he speaks. She deliberately dragged her tone, "Why do you remember?"

Su Shen lowered his head slightly, originally wanted to hold back his laughter, but after thinking about the fact that there was a male policeman surnamed Song who knew him very well, he just smiled lightly.

Xue Zhimu was stunned by his smile.What are you laughing at?When the second boss asks this question, the other party will usually try his best to defend himself, but when it comes to her, it turns into a smile.This unscientific.Is it because of the wrong tone?Should it be a little more divine?

"How should I answer this question? No matter how I answer the first question about feelings, you will not be satisfied?" Su Shen always likes to be sarcastic, but since the other party is a woman, it's not good to be too shameless, so he just complained, But he immediately acted cooperatively and explained, "The area on Le'an Street is basically a flea market. There is a shop in it, Li Taibai's old books. I need to check the information for my doctoral dissertation that I am currently working on. Unfortunately, The ancient books I want to check are out of print, and only the owner of that store has collections. Since September, I will go to check the information every Sunday afternoon."

At this point, he paused, because he didn't dare to look at Song Hailin, so he glanced at the policewoman and added a word, "Rain or shine."

Xue Zhimu, who is more difficult to deal with than Su Shen, has seen a lot of people, so she didn't pay much attention to the little episode before. She habitually glanced at Song Hailin, but saw that Song Hailin was deep in thought, so she could only continue to ask: "You stopped a taxi that day when you were only two intersections away from Le'an Street, right?"

"Yes, at the entrance of the Golden Eagle Building."

"Why did you stop the car there, where did you go before?"

Su Shen told the truth, "The taxi driver who picked me up broke down in front of the Golden Eagle Building, so I had to stop another one."

Having said that, Su Shen already guessed how the police found him—it must be because of the taxi driver before.

At this time, his mind was spinning rapidly. He didn't know how far the driver had told the police about the situation and how much he had mastered the details. Therefore, he had to try to tell the truth about the general trend, and on this basis, he had to not expose it. If you are present, be careful what you say.

What the police cannot know is that he was following Yin Mei at the time.

There must be a prerequisite for this, that is, the taxi driver did not tell the police about the passage where he pointed to the road.

"Your destination is the bookstore on Le'an Street, why did you let the taxi stop at Mitsui Hutong?" Joker Xue asked.

Su Shen said: "At that time, we were driving from south to north, and the road conditions were not very good. The taxi driver proposed to stop directly on the opposite side of the road, but," he glanced at his legs, leading Xue Zhimu to take a look, too. "It was not convenient for me to cross the road, so I showed him the way and let him go to the straight lane. There is an opening in front that leads directly to Mitsui Alley, stop at Mitsui Alley, turn out, and it happens to be the side entrance of the bookstore. "

He deliberately said here to give directions to the driver. Even if the driver mentioned this, as long as he didn't mention all the details, he should be able to get away with it.

It's a pity that Su Shen's thousands of calculations failed to figure out that the driver Lu Yongbin was a talkative train talker.

"Because I come here often, I am familiar with this area." Su Shen added.

Song Hailin resisted the urge to speak, and restrained himself abruptly.

Others don't know, but he knows Su Shen.No one knows better than him.

If Su Shen hadn't specially emphasized here, he might not have suspected that he was hiding something, but after knowing all the details of what Lu Yongbin said, Su Shen's emphasis was a bit intriguing.

He listened to Xue Zhimu and asked him symbolically if he had noticed any suspicious characters, abnormal situations and other questions.

It was as if a meat grinder was hidden in his heart, messing up his whole morality, persistence, and thinking.

He is very torn.This entanglement is based on the conflict between the belief in one's profession and one's own belief.

He concealed the facts of the case, and did not tell others the most directional clue, because of what, it was obvious, because of Su Shen.Subconsciously conceal.As long as he encounters problems related to Su Shen, his behavior is uncontrollable.

After the questioning was over, Xue Zhimu asked Song Hailin as he walked: "Second boss, didn't you hear any questions?"

Song Hailin still had a sullen face and said, "No problem."

What is Su Shen hiding?

Song Hailin kept thinking while returning to the police station after the question.No, to be precise, he has been thinking about it ever since Su Shen finished that seemingly ingenious defense.

Logically speaking, in this case, Su Shen had no motive.

They came to question only to find clues and find breakthroughs.

A phone call from Qu Shiran interrupted his thoughts on the way.

There are loopholes in Qin Mingxuan's alibi.

The court case was held in the afternoon, and as he said, he stayed with the plaintiff in the morning and had dinner together at noon.But Qin Mingxuan himself is used to having lunch early in order to allow more time for a nap.

The period when he takes a nap is a blank space.

It also happened to be the time when Zhou Qian was killed.

Suspicion cannot be ruled out.

The suspects focused on Yin Mei and Qin Mingxuan.

Liu Chengxi hummed a song along the way, the key ring was put on her index finger and swished.

shiny.

Like a ring.

She stopped on the road and bought a small box of cakes. When she came out of the cake shop, she happened to meet a little flower seller, so she bought all her flowers.

When sitting back in the car with a bouquet of unwrapped flowers and a small box of cakes, Liu Chengxi suddenly laughed, and then threw the bouquet directly into the back seat of the car, scattering all the seats.She felt that she looked so stupid, like visiting a classmate's house she liked when she was in junior high school, trying her best to please her, but often neglecting to go too far.

Fortunately, she is no longer a child and understands a lot of truths.

A person like Ugly, who is cold and arrogant but also somewhat primitive, simple and cautious, will probably be frightened when he sees these flowers.That's not so good.

She didn't take the flowers down when she got out of the car.

The address Ugly gave her was a community with a good location, and the location was good, correspondingly, the house was also old.However, the environment of the whole community is well maintained, with some old-school classical styles mixed in.

The door of the unit downstairs in the community is wide open, and the traces of modernization are not very obvious.

She went straight upstairs and found Ugly's door.

She carried a small box of cakes and knocked lightly on the door three times, but no one answered for a long time.

But there seemed to be some small and broken sounds coming from the room, which were indistinct and seemed to be absent.She moved closer to try to distinguish it carefully, and with a slight movement, the key ring that was originally hanging on her finger mountain rang indistinctly, humming with the sound of wind.

That's right, Liu Chengxi seems to have only now remembered this icy little thing.

Ugly handed this little thing to her just to let her go in at will.

After thinking about it this way, she suddenly felt at ease, and directly turned the key into the door lock. The thick wooden door opened almost silently with just a click of the hasp.Without the cover of this wooden door, the voice inside became clearer.A slight gasp, with a crying voice.Heavy panting sounds, interspersed with one or two words from the man.

Liu Chengxi subconsciously wants to run.

But as if her body was out of control, her legs moved forward, and her eyes were fixed on the half-cracked bedroom door.

Seeing the scene inside, she seemed a little unable to support herself, and took a step back.

Ugly was half-hanging in the air, with only a thick red rope tied around her bony wrist, so pale that it made people feel pitiful.Her head was half down, most of her face was covered by her hair, only a pointed chin could be seen, her legs were tied into an M shape, lifted off the ground, and only a small section of wrist bone supported the whole body.

In fact, Ugly's figure is not thin and small, and even tall among women, but in such a scene, it can strangely make people feel protective.

The man standing on the side was wearing a neat suit, holding a bright red candle in his hand, looking for a suitable position, as if painting on Ugly's body, struggling with how to write.

He dripped a drop, and Ugly gasped in a muffled voice.

The voice was not the greasy shrill tone, but inexplicably hoarse, as if it had been smoked.

"Next time, is the special guest Mr. Ugly?" Ugly spoke with difficulty, as if she couldn't suppress it, and some tears were caused by pain.

The standing man seemed to be irritated, and stopped above her inner thigh while holding the red candle.

"It's him you've been thinking about all this time." His tone was a little angry.

Ugly didn't speak, but seemed to be enduring the pain with a cold snort.

This sound directly angered the man even more. He squeezed Ugly's pointed and thin chin with one hand, and shouted angrily, "Slave! You forgot your identity."

"I'm not your slave." Ugly's tone was not very flattering, calm and even arrogant, "You just have the right to use me, but I didn't recognize the master."

"Don't recognize the owner? For so long, you've only been waiting for that person? I gave you so much power. You, a slave, almost became half the owner of the winery. I gave you everything, but Or is he the only one worthy to be your master?" The man slapped her across the face, "Speak up, slave!"

Ugly did not speak.

The man slapped her several times again, and in the continuous pain, Ugly spoke against his slaps.

"Everything about me was given to me by my husband."

After the man stopped speaking, he suddenly stopped discouraged and asked, "Do you love him?"

"No," said ugly, "Sir is my god, and I am not worthy to love God."

Ugly gasped, her eyes blurred, and she continued: "It was he who saved me from the fire. At that moment, he was my belief."

"He gave me my life, so I adore him, of course."

The man standing aside smiled narrowly, "But, you've grown up."

Liu Chengxi couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but the man seemed very straightforward, as if he had grasped some fatal weakness, and he was bound to take it down in one fell swoop, "That man only likes children, he is not interested in you, any A little girl is more attractive than you."

"You didn't understand," Ugly said, "Sir likes children, it has nothing to do with me, I don't want her to like me, I don't love him, I just look up to him."

"But just looking up, I don't have time to deal with other people." Ugly smiled cruelly, proudly, like a queen, "So, you are the sad one."

The man also seemed a little frustrated, a little dazed, as if his whole body had been sucked out.The woman in front of her was obviously in a sufficiently humble role, but for some reason, she had a unique kind of domineering, ignoring her surroundings as if she was trampling everything under her feet.

"So, will he go or not?" Ugly raised her chin lightly.

will not.

It would have been impossible.

But for you... I'll let him show up.

The one in your mouth, sir.

The man stared at the bound person in front of him for a long time before finally saying, "As you wish."

Ugly gave him a stiff smile extremely miserly.

Like a reward, more like pity.

Liu Chengxi felt that such a short period of time seemed like a lifetime.

When I reacted, my feet were a little soft.

At this moment, Ugly suddenly turned her head slightly in the direction of the bedroom door, as if she wanted to stretch her neck.Liu Chengxi froze, gave up and ran away, and looked into ugly eyes when she thought about it.

But obviously, she overestimated herself.

Fleeing away, the moment Ugly turned to look at her blankly. She didn't have time to take care of ugly's reaction, such a sensitive and proud person with low self-esteem would be sad to see her by the door.Because she is about to lose the only person who expresses her love for her.

Liu Chengxi drove the car very fast, and when she realized it, she realized that the box of small cakes was still tenaciously alive in her hand holding the steering wheel.

In the room, the ugly she saw was not wearing anything that could cover her face.

Half of the face was full of burn marks, winding across the cheeks and reaching the base of the ears.

Liu Chengxi stopped in front of the red light, slammed the steering wheel, and covered her eyes.

At the same time, in another car that was also waiting for a red light, a text message sounded.

Qu Shiran glanced at the number and pressed out the content of the text message.

"He will go."

Source of information, ugly.

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