Neverland

Xu Muzhou originally thought that the person who reported the crime should be someone from the community, or the building management aunt, but he never imagined that it would be these two... "acquaintances" who are almost known to the general public.

"It's very confusing." Shen Shuang leaned close to his ear and whispered, "I was also shocked before."

Qi Yuan, a famous young entrepreneur, is only in his thirties this year. I heard that he started the company from scratch when he was in college. Now the company has developed for more than ten years and has firmly become the leading enterprise in Shanghai. It is the belief of the younger generation. Live "Success Sutra".

Xu Muzhou clicked his tongue and felt a walking golden statue standing in front of him.

"It's very confusing." Xu Muzhou said sincerely: "I always thought that rich people of this level would lay red carpets anytime and anywhere when they go out, and this kind of old elevator building has nothing to do with it."

"What..." Shen Shuang glanced at him suspiciously: "Who are you talking about?"

"I said Qi Yuan." Xu Muzhou was also confused: "Who are you talking about?"

"I said the woman behind him!" Shen Shuang lowered her voice and said viciously, "Didn't you see it?"

Xu Muzhou: "..."

It's a big oolong for gossip not to go together, Xu Muzhou looked at Shen Shuang speechlessly, then turned his head to look at Qi Yuan who was standing near the corner.

Standing next to him was a young police officer, who was compiling the report information for him.Xu Muzhou was standing near the stairs next to the elevator, and he happened to be able to see the people around Qi Yuan through the gap between the iron gate and the police.

Standing beside him was a woman wearing a windbreaker and boots. The woman was wearing a pair of wide sunglasses that could cover half of her face, and the lower half of her face was wearing a mask. The whole person stepped back intentionally or unintentionally behind Qi Yuan, trying to use him body to cover himself.

"Who is that?" Xu Muzhou whispered to Shen Shuang, "Little secretary, or little lover?"

Shen Shuang looked at him in shock with an expression of "you, a straight man of steel at cosmic level, can't be saved", and said, "Isn't that, that female star named Qin Huai?"

"Qinhuai?" Xu Muzhou clicked his tongue, and commented in an unusually straightforward manner: "What a big girl, give me a name for the river."

"What river..." Shen Shuang realized, and said angrily, "Qin Huai! Doubtful Huai!"

"Is it famous?" Xu Muzhou asked back: "You can recognize this?"

"Although I'm not very famous." Shen Shuang poked his neck and said confidently, "But I've been working hard."

Xu Muzhou finally came back to his senses, and elongated his voice meaningfully: "Oh~ an idol?"

Shen Shuang: "..."

Shen Shuang choked, and stuttered with her mouth open, that little thought was immediately invisible in Xu Muzhou's half-smile expression, and slipped away with her hands and feet blushing.

Without the chirping of the little bees in his ears, the breath around Xu Muzhou suddenly became fresh, so he flicked his sleeves and pushed open the half-closed corridor door.

The police officer who took the record and Qi Yuan raised their heads to look at him at the same time, Xu Muzhou made a gesture of letting go, and said, "Go ahead."

"It's almost over." The young policeman handed him the small book that recorded the information in his hand, moved aside to make way, and introduced to Xu Muzhou: "This is the reporter, Mr. Qi."

"Mr. Qi." Xu Muzhou took the notebook without opening it, and put it in his jacket pocket.He shook hands with Qi Yuan, smiled with his eyes bent, and joked: "There is no one in Shencheng who doesn't know him."

Xu Muzhou smiled very gently, but the smile didn't reach his eyes at all. He let go of his hand and looked at Qi Yuan calmly.

The criminal policeman's angle of seeing people is different from that of normal people. He first looked at Qi Yuan's hands. The hands are well-articulated and the fingers are slender. There is a small bump on the first joint of the index finger of the right hand. It should be It is left by holding a pen all the year round.

The skin on his hands was very delicate and soft to the touch, and there were no calluses on his tiger's mouth and palms. He should be the kind of person who seldom exercises.

Qi Yuan looks like a typical successful person, with a kind face, decent clothes, and cufflinks on his cuffs that are more expensive than his car.From the moment Xu Muzhou saw him just now, he was thinking, how could this kind of person appear in such a place for no reason, and have something to do with a down-and-out painter.

Xu Muzhou withdrew his gaze, and silently labeled Qi Yuan as "suspicious" in his heart.

"This place is old and old, why did Mr. Qi come here?" Xu Muzhou asked with a smile, "Do you understand people's sentiments?"

The young policeman knew that Xu Muzhou had something to ask, so he tacitly found an excuse to go to the scene of the crime to help, and left first.

Xu Muzhou waved his hand casually to signal him to go first, then took out a half-shrunken cigarette case from his pocket, and first gestured to Qi Yuan politely.

Qi Yuan smiled, waved his hand and refused.

"I just told that police officer that I have some business cooperation with Mr. Xu." Qi Yuan said, "I originally wanted to meet and talk about the future cooperation. It just so happened that Ms. Qin liked Mr. Xu's paintings very much. Introduced them - but there was no answer when I knocked on the door, and with the obvious smell of blood, I simply called the police."

Following his words, Xu Muzhou looked behind him, as if he had just discovered that there was a woman behind him, he quickly put the cigarette back into the cigarette case, and smiled apologetically.

"Oh, I'm really sorry." Xu Muzhou said, "I didn't notice there was a lady here."

"It's okay." Qin Huai's voice was muffled by the mask: "If you want to ask anything, you can ask directly."

"Don't be so nervous, just chatting casually." Xu Muzhou put the cigarette case back into his pocket and said, "I would venture to ask, what kind of business relationship does Mr. Qin have with the victim?"

Xu Muzhou paused for a moment, and then added a sentence in embarrassment: "... Is it convenient to ask?"

"Of course, it's not inconvenient." Qi Yuan folded his hands casually in front of him, and replied with a polite smile: "It's just that I have a gallery under my name, and Mr. Xu will put some paintings in my place for consignment. "

Qi Yuan does not have the kind of airs brought by class. He looks very easy-going and polite. When speaking in an empty space like the stairwell, which can generate echoes, he will subconsciously lower his voice. He is very well-bred.

He is about the same height as Xu Muzhou, around 178 by visual estimation, with a thin build.

Xu Muzhou focused on two things, while listening to him, he calculated in his mind how much Qi Yuan's initial suspicion was.

There are traces of fighting in Xu Kang's living room, which shows that Xu Kang should have the ability to resist when he died, so if there is no other evidence to support it, the murderer can first rule out the possibility of being a woman.

"Mr. Xu is a very talented painter, and many clients like his paintings very much." Qi Yuan continued: "Ms. Qin is one of them."

Xu Muzhou found that, unlike Qin Huai who had been trying to narrow down his sense of existence, Qi Yuan took the initiative to mention Qin Huai's reason for existence in the two solo sessions he and Qi Yuan started—as if he wanted to make Xu Muzhou's Attention was drawn to her.

Logically speaking, if a person of Qi Yuan's worth can take him to the partner's house to "introduce", their relationship should not be too close to be friends, but now Qi Yuan's words seem to be in the middle Emphasize that "we are not familiar with each other" is the same.

——The minds of rich people are hard to figure out, Xu Muzhou thought.

But of course he would follow what Qi Yuan wanted, so he got off the donkey and looked at Qin Huai with a smile.

"Miss Qin." Xu Muzhou said: "I have long admired your name, a big star."

As a workaholic who has nothing to do with entertainment news, Xu Muzhou's compliment was very plastic.

Qin Huai obviously understood this too. She took off her mask and sunglasses, pulled the corners of her mouth, and forced a smile.

When she showed her whole face like this, Xu Muzhou realized that she was different from the glamorous appearance she imagined.Qin Huai's face looked a little stiff, there were obvious fine lines around his eyes, and the lipstick on his mouth was also a little faded.

"It's overrated." Qin Huai lowered his eyes and didn't look at Xu Muzhou, and said stammeringly, "I just... just like one of his paintings, so I wanted to get to know him, but I didn't expect...I, I'm sorry."

She spoke incoherently, without looking at Xu Muzhou the whole time, the fingers of her right hand unconsciously pinched the tiger's mouth of her left hand.She used so much force that the skin on her hands turned white in patches.

But Xu Muzhou felt that her reaction was quite normal - it is normal for a normal person to worry about being suspected of being suspected when encountering a murder case unintentionally and being interrogated by the police.

Whoever said that innocent people will not feel guilty, and those who are calm when things happen are scary.

"It's okay." Xu Muzhou said, "But—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Shen Shuang standing outside the corridor door waving at him from the corner of his eye.

So Xu Muzhou changed his words on the spot and turned it into a business-like one: "However, we may have to find two people to verify the situation in the future. If it is not necessary, please don't leave Shanghai recently."

After Xu Muzhou finished speaking, he nodded at the two of them, turned around and walked out of the stairwell.

"The forensic doctor is almost done." Shen Shuang quickly said, "The corpse has already been brought downstairs."

Xu Muzhou patted him on the shoulder, pointed back to the stairwell: "I leave it to you."

He was too lazy to stay and watch Shen Shuang's blooming appearance for a second, so he turned his head and plunged into 2401 again.He only listened to half of what Qi Yuan said just now... or less.

Qi Yuan's name is similar to the number of art galleries, and Xu Kang is just a provider of works, not a famous master.If Qi Yuan brought a third-rate female star here to meet Xu Kang just because of such a little thing, Xu Muzhou wouldn't believe it.

"Deputy Captain Xu."

Xu Muzhou raised his head following the sound, and found that the young forensic doctor was standing at the door and looking at him. His hands were hanging by his sides, and the white plastic gloves were covered with blood.

"What?" Xu Muzhou said.

"I have a discovery." Yan Cen said softly, "Please take a look."

Xu Muzhou walked around the broken picture frame dispensably, and walked towards him.

"What?" Xu Muzhou asked.

"Judging from the condition of the wound and the condition of the corpse, the death time of the corpse was not long, conservatively estimated at most seven or eight hours. The cause of death was excessive blood loss, and there were two fatal injuries, one stabbing the spleen and the other piercing the abdomen The aorta—the latter should be the main cause of death." Yan Cen said, leading him in, pointing to the wall opposite the single bed, and continued: "The blood on the wall and the dripping on the floor Judging from the scope, the deceased should have been injured while standing."

The corpse in the house has been transported away, white lines were drawn in the area where the corpse was originally placed, and a clue card was placed beside it.

Yan Cen walked to the middle of the floor, took a step back, and gestured: "It should be in this position... After the injury, the deceased fell backward due to inertia, and then fell on the side of the bed, changing into the posture we saw."

"Where's the wound on your body?" Xu Muzhou asked.

"It was caused after death." Yan Cen said: "...there is no time to cause that kind of wound before death. After the abdominal aorta ruptures, people will die within a short time."

Xu Muzhou didn't speak.

He habitually frowned when he was thinking, and rarely paid attention to the situation around him.

Yan Cen knew his habit, so he didn't interrupt his train of thought, counting silently for ten seconds before speaking again.

"The specific autopsy report can only be released after returning to the bureau, but I also found other things." Yan Cen said.

"What?" Xu Muzhou came back to his senses.

Yan Cen took off the plastic gloves on his hands, turned out the clean part inside, held it in his hands, and then walked towards the covered easel in the corner of the room.

"The painting tools in this room are messy. It is reasonable to say that it is in line with the logic of the master's work. There should be no doubt. But when I entered the door just now, I found that the painting smelled very bloody." Yan Cen explained: "So I decided to expose it on my own. Open it and have a look—”

As he spoke, he lifted the white cloth that was covering it, revealing the "painting" underneath.

It is a playing card painted in true red.

— 4 of squares.