Bailian's stand-in has collapsed [Transmigration Book]

Lin Jianqiu was chopping vegetables in the kitchen.

He woke up very early today, maybe because he didn't eat much after coming back the night before, so he woke up hungry in the morning.

There were two eggs, a tomato, and a few vegetable leaves left in the refrigerator.

He was going to put them into the pot together for a bowl of noodles.

Today is Saturday, but the statutory rest day has nothing to do with him,? Still need to consider work.

From Qiu Tianyun, whom I just met, to Li Chengxin, who has not yet solved the problem.

In fact, Li Chengxin desperately wanted the truth about the so-called "Secret Chamber Murder Case" more than ten years ago, but she probably also knew that the old cases more than ten years ago were not easy to investigate.

What's more, there was no case filed at all, and she couldn't provide more clues herself.

So she didn't urge Lin Jianqiu,? She didn't even suspect that he was deliberately delaying time to cheat her of money.

But from another level, maybe she didn't really care that much about the so-called "truth".

It's really a contradiction.

Lin Jianqiu was thinking casually, and when he raised his head inadvertently, he saw that the sky outside the window suddenly darkened.

A dark cloud drifted across the sky, completely blocking the faint light in the morning.

Outside, there was another strong wind blowing through the branches and leaves, rustling, and at first glance it looked like it was going to rain.

"hiss."

Lin Jianqiu stopped his movements suddenly.

But just distracted for a moment, the blade tilted over, and wiped a bloodstain on the tip of the index finger.

He stared at his fingertips for a moment.

Always feel a little uneasy.

"Click."

There was a sound of opening the door.

The bearded man who had been out for a day and a night gently opened the door and poked his head inside.

Zhong Xinyue followed behind him, carrying a small bag in his hand, which looked like a food box.

When Lin Jianqiu heard the movement, he poked his head to look: "Good morning."

"Ah!" The bearded man jumped up in fright, "Why are you here?!"

Lin Jianqiu: "Where can I be if I'm not here?"

Bearded man: "..."

The bearded man: "No,? I mean, why did you wake up so early? It scared me."

He thought Lin Jianqiu was still sleeping? Another reason was a guilty conscience.

Not just before, he had complained to Lin Jianqiu in frustration, feeling that he had delayed Zhong Xinyue, and wanted to let go.

But when he turned his head, he still couldn't bear to think about it in the middle of the night, so he ran out and disappeared all day.

It was a slap in the face on the spot.

Recalling the scene where he couldn't help crying in front of Zhong Xinyue, he felt so ashamed that he dared not meet people.

——Although Lin Jianqiu probably didn't know about it.

Zhong Xinyue cooked the meal, and wanted to send the extra part to Lin Jianqiu as a thank you. Originally, the bearded man was going to let her put down her things and send her to the set.

That's why they rushed early on purpose, but unexpectedly they were bumped into by Lin Jianqiu.

In comparison, Zhong Xinyue seemed much calmer.

"Haven't Jianqiu had breakfast yet?" Zhong Xinyue put the lunch box on the table, turned her head and saw Lin Jianqiu's hand, and couldn't help being stunned, "Did you cut it?"

Only then did Lin Jianqiu come back to his senses, and he put his hand under the faucet to rinse it: "It's just a little scratch."

The bearded man coughed twice, and managed to calm himself down: "Then don't cook, Xinyue brought you some, by the way, are you busy today?"

Lin Jianqiu glanced at the phone: "I'm going to find Sister Chengxin today."

While talking, the phone dinged, and a new text message popped up.

There is only one location, and below it is a string of hand-typed addresses, and there are several typos.

The sender is Li Chengxin.

The bearded man's eyes fluttered wildly, and he continued to say: "Then when do you have some free time... Then what, I... We have something to tell you——"

Lin Jianqiu turned off the faucet and walked out of the kitchen. When passing by the dining table, he took out a tissue and pressed it on the wound on his index finger.

Without stopping, he picked up the coat on the back of the chair and the key on the table, and opened the door.

"I'm in a hurry, so I'll go out first, and you can take care of yourself."

Before the words were finished, the door was closed in front of the other two.

The bearded man's words got stuck in the middle.

He turned his head and looked at Zhong Xinyue in blank dismay for a moment.

Zhong Xinyue asked worriedly, "What happened?"

The bearded man said with some uncertainty: "Maybe there is something urgent. It happened occasionally before. I don't know when I will come back when I go out. About moving out... Let's talk to him next time."

Zhong Xinyue sighed: "He hasn't had breakfast yet, will he remember to eat after he goes out?"

After all, the bearded man is not as careful as her, and it was only at this time that he realized what he thought: "I remember there are two egg pancakes underneath?"

Zhong Xinyue nodded and found a bag from under the lunch box.

It was her test product, because she had made too much, so she packed some of it along the way. It didn't look very good, but the taste was okay.

She felt that Lin Jianqiu would not mind this.

The bearded man picked up the cake, then turned around and opened the door: "I'll deliver it to him, you wait here for me, I'll be right back."

Zhong Xinyue nodded.

The bearded man turned his head and rushed out. At this time, Lin Jianqiu should not have gone far.

The door closed with a "bang", Zhong Xinyue smiled helplessly.

The light from outside the window came in again, and the dark clouds had dispersed, and the sky was gradually getting brighter.

The sun shone through the glass, showing a rainbow arc.

Zhong Xinyue reached into her pocket, trying to take out her phone to take a picture, but accidentally brought out something else.

A folded piece of white paper fluttered to the ground.

Zhong Xinyue looked down and couldn't help being stunned. It took a while to remember what it was.

It seems to be a report card picked up in the hospital yesterday morning.

I wanted to return it to myself, but when I chased it out, there was no one there.

When she was about to go back and hand it to the front desk of the hospital, Nan Nan suddenly had a stomachache and wanted to go to the toilet. After tossing and turning, the paper was forgotten by them.

Do you want to go back to the hospital and take him back?

Zhong Xinyue thought hesitantly.

-

Outside the clubhouse.

The ambulance stopped at the door, and the injured were carried onto the ambulance on a stretcher.

The woman's eyes were closed tightly, her face was as pale as paper, and even her heart couldn't see any obvious ups and downs.

At first glance, it looks like it is dead.

Pretty much the same actually.

When the locked door was pried open, the victim had already exhaled more air than inhaled, and his consciousness had fallen into a coma, and he did not respond to how much he shouted.

The emergency doctor couldn't help shaking his head after seeing it, saying that it was more ominous than good.

But as long as there is still one breath left, there is always a way to rescue it.

The ambulance quickly drove away, leaving only a few police cars parked at the door.

The other guests in the clubhouse had just woken up from their sleep. They were scared by the wind and were about to run out, but they were all stopped by the staff in the clubhouse and temporarily gathered in the lobby on the first floor.

There is never a lack of noise in a crowded place, and the noise is mixed with a few sudden panic screams.

Lin Jianqiu took advantage of the chaos and went in through the side door. There were noises from the left and right, and no one noticed him.

The clubhouse is not small, and even has an open-air swimming pool, with a total of five floors.

Except that the fifth floor is dedicated to VIP guests, it is usually not open to the public, and guests on the lower four floors can come in and out at will.

The crime scene was on the third floor.

Half of the third floor is KTV, half is a reception room, separated by a luxurious spiral staircase.

The reception room is a relatively empty independent room, which is specially used for meetings of guests, or customized group building games.

It was the half of the reception room that had the accident.

First, when the cleaning staff was cleaning the bathroom, they found human fingers that had just been cut off in the trash can. Because the smell of blood was strong and even warm, the cleaning staff failed to use it as a prank toy.

She called her companions to confirm together, but in the end she ran to find the manager.

The manager immediately called the police, and did a simple investigation around the area. He smelled blood outside a certain door.

When the police arrived, they found that the door was locked. When they pried open the door, they saw a woman with a broken finger lying at the door, covered in blood, and there was blood trailing on the carpet behind her.

The woman had two wounds on her abdomen, one of which was fatal.

It just so happened that there was another woman in the closed room with a knife in her hand, and blood was all over her body and hands.

Obviously this is the murderer.

Those who heard the news all judged with certainty.

The club has just opened for a few years, and has never encountered a similar incident. The young manager has no experience, and failed to block the news and appease the customers in the first place.By the time the police assisted the emergency doctor to send the injured downstairs, the news of the murder in the clubhouse had spread all over the sky.

Although it is still considered an attempted murder, no one thinks the victim will survive.

"I heard it was locked in the room all night."

"I heard the cleaning over there said that I felt cold when I touched it."

"It looks almost like a dead face. It's because I'm afraid of bad influence that I don't say I'm dead."

"I heard that the murderer is a woman. It can't be another murder case."

"Since the murderer has been identified, it's better to just arrest him, why don't you let us go?"

……

Some of the customers whispered loudly, and some huddled beside their friends or in a corner with their arms folded, trembling.

Lin Jianqiu roughly heard the cause and effect, glanced left and right, and found a safe passage.

The address Li Chengxin gave was on the third floor of the clubhouse.

He then sent another message to ask questions, but never heard back.

Then he heard the details conveyed in the crowd—it was said that he was from the newspaper office, and he was able to roughly react.

There is no one in the stairs, and it is much cleaner when you walk in, and you can go up unimpeded.

The access door to the third floor was closed.

Lin Jianqiu glanced in through the transparent glass in the middle.

No one walked back and forth, and no sound was heard, obviously some distance from the crime scene.

He stretched out his hand to open the door, and at the same time someone reached out to meet him.

The man behind the door seemed to appear out of nowhere. He was dressed in black and wore a black peaked cap. The brim of the hat was pulled down so low that only the lower half of his face could be seen. He was astonishingly thin, as if only a skeleton remained.

The people on both sides were stunned at the same time.

The man withdrew his hand, lowered the brim of his hat, and without even looking up at the person opposite, he squeezed past Lin Jianqiu, ready to go downstairs.

Lin Jianqiu glanced at the direction he came from.

"Wait, you—"

Before he could finish his words, the man seemed guilty, and suddenly quickened his pace, almost taking a few steps at a time, half jumping and half stepping across the stairs.

Lin Jianqiu's face changed slightly, and he immediately turned around and chased after him.