I'm fierce, I'm aggressive

"But based on this alone, you can't judge that I am the murderer." Xing Wen finally spoke.

"That's true," Wang Xing wasn't surprised at all, "However, fingerprints are extremely important evidence, we don't rule out the possibility of you being framed, and we don't rule out—"

Xing Wen frowned slightly.

"Last month's No. 18, that is, the night of the sixteenth day of the lunar calendar, where are you?" Wang Xing asked.

"Before nine o'clock, I have been working at Xingwen. There will be a record of entering and exiting the company's first floor gate, which can be found within two months." Xing Wen said.

"What about after nine o'clock?" Wang Xing crossed his fingers and placed them in front of the table. "According to the autopsy report, the estimated time of death of the deceased is from ten o'clock in the evening to two o'clock in the morning."

"After nine o'clock, I took the subway back to Jianghan District and drank with my cousin near the business district of University City." Xing Wen realized that the next conversation would be against him.

"How long have you been drinking?" Wang Xing asked.

"About 12:30, my cousin is a boarding student and has access control." Xing Wen roughly recalled.

"That is to say, after that, you are in a state of acting alone." Wang Xing flipped through the information on the desktop and raised his eyes: "According to our prior investigation, you did not return to the rental office at 04:30 in the morning that night. The apartment where you live, the night guard at the apartment reported that you were very drunk, and when you went out the next morning, you looked panicked..."

"The panic is because I overslept and I'm going to be late for work." Xing Wen said helplessly.

If you are late for 30 seconds, you can deduct [-] from your salary, so don't panic if you change it.

"Okay, then I finished drinking at 12:30 and left. Where did you go during the four hours?" Wang Xing asked further.

"Sleep." Xing Wen got a headache when he thought about it, "under a lamp post."

"It's broken, isn't it?" Wang Xing's eyes were slightly grasping the key point of the case, "We will not suspect a person without grounds. Based on the evidence and clues we have collected now, we do not rule out that you are When drunk or unconscious..."

Xing Wen raised his head to look at the other party at this moment, and stopped Wang Xing's words with his gaze.

So far, I can only pick out the fact that he is an eyewitness, although as a "drinker", I don't know how convincing this kind of testimony is...

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door of the interrogation room.

"What are you doing here? This is not an office, report the case and go upstairs." The policeman standing outside shouted.

"I have something to ask your deputy director." Mu Chen's voice came in.

"He is busy, and what are you doing, Wang Suo is not someone you can see whenever you want." The police outside said.

Xing Wen was startled, Mu Chen actually came here after him.

Wang Xing subconsciously stood up: "What are you doing?"

"I don't know, he's gone now." The police outside replied after a while.

Wang Xing sat down again, the dragon well on the table had cooled down, he threw out Xing Wen's and added new ones.

Just as the conversation was about to continue, there was another knock on the door of the interrogation room.

"Xiao Wang, open the door." It was a slightly older voice.

Wang Xing hurriedly got up from his seat again, and the policeman guarding the door opened the iron door voluntarily upon seeing this.

A middle-aged man with gray temples came in, followed by Mu Chen. When Mu Chen entered the door, he looked Xing Wen from head to toe.

As if he was afraid that he would be tortured in this short hour.

"Yang Suo." Wang Xing stood upright and saluted.

"Which step has the trial reached?" Director Yang asked in a deep voice.

Wang Xing was suddenly interrupted, he lost his sense of control, and replied after a while: "The suspect slept under a lamp post on the night of the crime, but I don't think there is conclusive evidence... "

Director Yang suddenly waved his hand to stop him, and suddenly pointed at Mu Chen: "There is an important witness here."

Xing Wen turned his head and looked at Mu Chen in disbelief.

Mu Chen didn't look at him, but looked directly at Wang Xing, walked straight to Xing Wen and stood still, took out two photos from his jacket pocket, and took them on the interrogation table.

Xing Wen was dumbfounded when he saw it.

Both photos showed him lying motionless under the lamp post in a dead state.

In fact, the photos are not particularly clear, I can only barely recognize Xing Wen, and it can be seen that the photos were taken at a short distance.

Wang Xing was also taken aback, and looked at Mu Chen with questioning eyes.

"After get off work that day, I drove by and saw my special assistant." Mu Chen pointed to the first photo, "This was taken at 01:30 in the morning."

This fox is too dedicated, and he didn't leave the company until 01:30 in the morning. Xing Wen couldn't help being a little surprised.

In this way, it seems that it is rare to see Mu Chen leaving get off work earlier than him.

"Then this one," Mu Chen pointed to the second one, "I passed by at four o'clock in the morning and took a picture. My special assistant was still lying there, and I didn't even bother to change my pose."

When Mu Chen said this, he glanced at Xing Wen quietly.

Xing Wen was quite skeptical about life, so he came over to confirm if he didn't change his posture, what if he died!

"May I ask," Wang Xing looked at the two photos with scrutiny, and looked up at Mu Chen: "Did you drive around all night, why did you pass by twice?"

"On the way to and from work." Mu Chen replied calmly.

Several people present were shocked.

At 01:30, he went to work at four o'clock, which was enough to show how much this person wanted to make money.

Because Mu Chen always arrived very early, Xing Wen used to wonder if he just slept in his office, collecting money in the form of a human being during the day, and turning back into a fox cultivating immortals at night...

"The clarity of this photo..." Wang Xing wanted to question it.

Mu Chen gritted his teeth, reached out and took out the third photo from his pocket.

Xing Wen: "..."

That was still his photo, a side profile, he was taken out by Mu Chen that day to speak at a meeting on behalf of Mu Chen.

Xing Wen's tall figure was projected on the giant screen projector, his profile was resolute and handsome, and he was dressed in a light-colored casual suit tailored appropriately.

The shot is very handsome. Although Xing Wen is fierce, his facial features are three-dimensional, and he is very attractive when he looks sideways.

"This... I didn't take it." Mu Chen said immediately, putting the three photos together, "He's wearing the same clothes."

Wang Xing looked at it for a long time, and only nodded.

In this way, the possibility of Xing Wen's drunken murder has been reduced a lot in an instant.

If the incident happened after 01:30, it is impossible for Xing Wen to come back here and lie down after murdering and throwing away the body.

Even if the incident occurred before 01:30, it would be difficult for Xing Wen to finish everything in just one hour.

"I'm sorry, it seems that the wrong person was arrested..." Director Yang offered to apologize.

"It doesn't matter, he is actually the most important witness." Mu Chen said.

The two directors looked at Xing Wen suspiciously together.

Xing Wen stared at the first two photos for a while, and suddenly found what he wanted: "There is a difference here."

The three of them looked together, and from this shooting angle, they could see the building behind the lamppost, with an inconspicuous iron gate.

The one at 01:30 is really the same as the one at four o’clock at first glance, but if you look closely, you can see that there are subtle differences between the iron gate and the ground.

Like some dark liquid, like rain in that light.

However, all four of them knew it was not.

"It's blood." Wang Xing said.

The author has something to say: I am so sick that I have to sleep QAQ

Tomorrow I have to take graduation photos, I look like I was beaten by QAQ

Good night everyone, continue tomorrow√

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