I come from a parallel world

A desk lamp was on in the interrogation room.

Feng Bei looked at Qian Su from across the table. The white shirt he was wearing was bought in an unknown year, and it had already been washed and worn out. One of the sleeves was torn off, and there was a lot of dust on the shoulders, which made him look distressed.

"Mr. Qian, we only met during the day, and I didn't expect to meet again like this."

Qian Su's back was arched, his hands were on his lap, his head was hanging down, his bangs were hanging down, and there was a shadow between his eyebrows and eyes.

Feng Bei took out the cigarette case and asked him if he wanted one.

Qian Su remained silent.

A crackling sound came from between Feng Bei's fingers. With a cigarette in his mouth, he flicked the lighter twice before stopping, "To be honest, I suspected you last night."

"Your parents are hard of hearing, but their brains are not confused. Your sister-in-law is mean, arrogant, aggressive, and she may have ghosts in her heart. However, when she brought up the tape recorder, her fear was not faked."

Feng Bei half-closed his eyes and looked at him, "It's not them who are really lying, but you."

Qian Su was indifferent.

"I thought that at this juncture, Teacher Qian would not take any further actions, let alone be so careless as to be caught by your sister-in-law who doesn't seem shrewd, and is even a bit stupid and reckless."

Speaking of this, Feng Bei's butt left the chair, and he smiled with his upper body propped up, "Mr. Qian, your appearance here will make me feel that you did it on purpose."

Qian Su still didn't speak.

Feng Bei sat back and flicked a handful of ash on the ground, "You and your brother have a very good relationship. You can't bear to be blamed by your relatives after his death, so you play tricks and make them sleepless."

There was a moment of silence in the interrogation room, and Qian Su's low voice sounded, "Yes, I just can't stand how they treat my brother like that!"

He finally raised his head, his eyes were red, his lips were trembling, and his face was full of sadness, "I don't want them to sleep and eat, I want them to feel guilty and reflect on themselves."

"What did my brother do wrong? Everyone is dead, why haven't you let him go in the past few years?"

Feng Bei witnessed the young man's emotions break down little by little, "It is said that your brother failed in business and lost all the family's only savings, and was forced to work when he had no choice."

Qian Su stood up abruptly, his fists clenched tightly.

Feng Bei's eyes were sharp, "What's the matter with your brother's voice? Why did you record him?"

"Your sister-in-law said you were not at home on the night of the 28th, where are you?"

"..."

No matter what Feng Bei asked, Qian Su never said a word.

The interrogation turned into a tug of war.

When Tianguang appeared, Feng Bei put out the cigarette butts in the ashtray full of cigarette butts, he walked out of the interrogation room and asked the people below to buy him a breakfast, looking tired.

Feng Bei rubbed his forehead and walked towards the office. A person came around the corner, smelling of lemon.

Almost catching up with body fragrance.

Cao Shiyuan was fully dressed, walking neither fast nor slow, and walked out of the police station with an elegant feeling of attending a banquet.

Feng Bei glanced at the bruise on his cheekbones, "How did you know that Gao Ran slept with me?"

Cao Shiyuan said, "No comment."

Feng Bei looked at the blue under his eyes, and sneered, "What are you talking about with me early in the morning? Was it a test last night? Seeing you like this, I'm afraid you didn't sleep well in the second half of the night."

Cao Shiyuan babbled, "I was probing, but not for that matter, as for what it is..."

Feng Bei continued, "No comment."

Cao Shiyuan shrugged and walked past him.

Feng Bei called to Cao Shiyuan's back, "Go to the conference room, I have important clues."

Cao Shiyuan raised his hand to show that he knew.

Around eight o'clock, some enterprises have not yet started work, and the Bureau is already very busy.

Everywhere was the exhausted breath of sleepless nights.

There were a dozen or so police officers sitting in the conference room, all looking at the same position.

Feng Bei buttoned the table, "Look what I'm doing? Didn't you hear the three sets of numbers I said, or what?"

Yang Zhi touched his big head, "I understand, but I don't understand, 20, 21, 22, what do these three groups of numbers mean?"

"Probably date and time."

吕叶冷静分析，“20号晚上21点22分，或者只是时间，晚上20点21分22秒。”

Yang Zhi exclaimed, "So the murderer is notifying us in advance that he is going to kill someone?"

The others gasped.

Feng Bei frowned, he realized a terrible phenomenon.

If the guess is true, then the murderer is provoking.

In the past few cases, there was only ignorance and no provocation, but now there is one. What does this mean?

Feng Bei wiped his face, indicating that the murderer's psychology had changed.

TA began to regard murder as a game and began to enjoy it.

And invite the police to come and play together.

In the eyes of the murderer, a fresh human life is just a prop to make the game exciting.

The murderer has already set the game level, and can't wait to watch the police break through the level.

Feng Bei unscrewed the lid of the cup, "Assuming that Ye Zi's speculation is true, every month has the 20th, and every night has 20 o'clock, who knows what month and date it corresponds to?"

A police officer said hesitantly, "Could it be this month?"

Another said, "Saturday, Saturday is exactly the 20th!"

"That's the day after tomorrow."

"What if it's not the date, but just the time? Maybe it's 20:21:22 tonight."

A light yellow candy wrapper floated onto the table, distracting everyone's attention.

Cao Shiyuan said, "Where's that piece of chalk? Did you get anything?"

"The trace inspection said that nothing of value was extracted. The chalk is common in the school, and you can buy it in any stationery store."

School?A person popped up in Feng Bei's mind, and the other party argued with him for several hours.

As expected of a math teacher, she has a strong sense of thinking.

Seeing the gloomy atmosphere, Yang Zhi said half-jokingly, "So far, there is not even a decent suspect. Could it be that the murderer came down from the sky?"

"The ones in the sky don't do this kind of thing, but the ones coming up from the ground are possible."

Lu Ye said coldly, "For example, a ghost."

Yang Zhi looked at Lu Ye, his face was pale, his pupils were bigger and darker than others, and his face was expressionless, "I think you look alike."

Lu Ye hehe.

Everyone turned a blind eye.

When the two of them said that they were cheating, no one thought it was strange.

It's just a pair of enemies.

The discussion in the meeting room lasted less than 10 minutes, and there were three extra candy wrappers on the table in front of Cao Shiyuan.

He propped his head on one hand, and tapped the table twice with his fingers, "Li Juan, Wang Dongping and his wife, and Qian Lishan's family, have you found anything in these two places?"

Someone said, "At two o'clock in the morning, Qian Lishan's wife, Fang Ping, reported the crime because her uncle, who is also Qian Lishan's younger brother Qian Su, used a tape recorder to scare them."

Cao Shiyuan asked, "Who tried Qian Su?"

Feng Bei raised his eyebrows, "Me."

After that there is no text.

Obviously no satisfactory answer was asked.

Cao Shiyuan said, "Then continue to send people to monitor."

ah-

Feng Bei called one after another, "Everyone, say hello to your family these two days, talk well, try to get their understanding, don't get angry if you can't, and hurt your feelings."

The meaning of the first sentence is clear, and I can't go home for the time being.

After the meeting was over, Feng Bei and Cao Shiyuan went to Bureau Zheng and told them the three sets of numbers together with the guesswork.

Bureau Zheng immediately agreed to transfer people to them, "If the fifth one dies, I will have a heart attack and be hospitalized."

Cao Shiyuan was peeling the candy, and had no intention of saying a word.

Feng Bei said, "Ju Zheng, take care of yourself."

Zheng Ju took a sip of tea, "I have to see my grandson and granddaughter anyway."

Feng Bei smiled and said that you still have to hold on.

Zheng Ju glared at him.

When Gao Ran went home for dinner at noon, he took the opportunity to make a phone call and asked what happened last night.

Feng Bei picked the key point.

Gao Ran stuffed all the information into his head, and he smacked his mouth, "Brother Xiaobei, I think the feeling that the teacher usually gives me is not the same person you are talking about."

Feng Bei, "Huh?"

Gao Ran said, "Look, you visited the door the night before yesterday, and he is not stupid. He must know that you are investigating him and his house. How could you still do this?"

Feng Bei said that Xu Weiguo was not at home the night he died, "I didn't even ask."

Gao Ran said, "There is definitely a problem here."

"There is a problem, but it cannot be determined whether it is related to these serial murders."

Feng Bei said, "Yesterday afternoon, Qian Su didn't go home after leaving school. He came back at night, and his whereabouts are unknown."

"There are a lot of doubts, and they all point to the case."

Gao Ran was unresponsive in some way, "Brother Bei, you have a nasal sound when you speak, do you have a cold?"

Feng Bei said, "It's a bit."

It can be regarded as a discovery.

Gao Ran snorted on the other end, "It's what you deserve, I told you not to wear more clothes."

Feng Bei scolded, "Little bastard, you have no conscience, I'm already like this, and you don't want to say something nice."

"It's not a serious illness, it's just a cold. I don't know how many times I get it all year round."

Gao Ran said, "Brother Xiao Bei, my mother is calling me, it seems my grandma is making trouble, hang up!"

Just hang up after speaking, very quick.

When a person is sick, it is easy to be sentimental.

Captain Feng is also a human being, an ordinary person, and now he is feeling sad.

He heard that when talking about a partner, there will be a kind of "You hang up" "You hang up first" "You first" "Then I hang up" "Why haven't you hung up yet" "Wait for you to hang up first" "Then I hang up" phenomenon.

Repeat it over and over again.

Although it is very numb and greasy, it feels like biting a mouthful of fat.

But if the other party is a teenager, Feng Bei is still looking forward to it.

After a while, Gao Ran called again, "Remember to take your medicine."

Feng Bei's heart warmed, "It's long-winded."

It was freezing during the day yesterday, and Feng Bei took two cold showers in the first half of the night.

At the end of the day, he was a little top-heavy.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, the investigation report on Qian Su was delivered to Feng Bei's desk.

Feng Bei finished reading the report in the space of a cup of tea, and got a lot of information.

It turned out that Qian Su owed a debt seven years ago, which was borrowed by Qian Lishan in his name at that time.

I am afraid that Qian Lishan borrowed Qian Su's reputation as a teacher at that time, and he would pay back the good money.

Maybe there are other promises.

As a result, Qian Lishan's business failed.

It stands to reason that Qian Su was murdered by his own brother, and he is still living a life of repaying debts, so it is impossible for him to be free of resentment.

The so-called deep brotherhood is false.

Qian Su is lying.