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

The man is tall, maybe because he is thin, his legs look extra long.

A pair of long legs is also very fast when going downstairs.

Because he rushed so hard, his legs bent slightly when he finally landed, as if his legs were weak and he couldn't stand up.

He swayed, and soon stood firm, opened the door next to him, and ran out without hesitation.

That small door is on the inner side of the stairs in the safe passage, and there is a long anti-theft lock on the door. At first glance, it seems to be a dead end.

In fact, the anti-theft lock is only hung on one side, and the door is not locked.

Lin Jianqiu was still on the last half of the stairs, obviously not in time.

He didn't think much about it. With one hand on the handrail of the stairs, he turned over halfway and jumped down.

The door on the side was still shaking slightly. As soon as Lin Jianqiu fell to the ground, he opened the door and chased him out.

The corner of the man's clothes flashed past the corner not far away.

The side door leads to a small road with alleys on both sides. The road is wider than the inside of the alley. It is paved with bluestone slabs and there are scattered old signboards on both sides.

Only one store selling pickles is still open, with wooden doors stacked on both sides.

This is an old alley that has long been deserted.

The alleys in Yuncheng are full of twists and turns. If you enter from one end, you can get out no matter what. But it is difficult to control which exit to come out from.

Only those who are extremely familiar with the terrain can accurately control the route.

The man is too far away, Lin Jianqiu has never been here before, and he is not familiar with the route.

It's almost impossible to catch up.

Lin Jianqiu frowned and stared at the man's back, accidentally touched his pocket with his wrist, and touched the half-eaten egg pancake.

The experimental product was put in too much flour and fried for too long, and the surface was slightly burnt black. Although it actually tasted surprisingly chewy and tasted good, it was undoubtedly much harder than ordinary egg pancakes.

Lin Jianqiu didn't think much, just picked up the cake and threw it on the back of the man's head.

Accurate hit.

The pancake bag hit the man's hat with a "snap", and then bounced off again.

Like an insignificant little sandbag, the man subconsciously reached out to touch the back of his head, turned his face slightly and looked back.

Lin Jianqiu met his gaze.

The man was startled suddenly, and immediately lowered the brim of his hat, lowered his head and continued to run away.

When Lin Jianqiu walked to the entrance of the alley and looked in, there was no one in sight.

He chased for another distance, and stopped at the next fork in the road, panting slightly while holding his knees.

"Tsk."

Lin Jianqiu was a little upset, but there was nothing he could do.

Fortunately, it is not completely useless.

Lin Jianqiu turned his head to pick up the cake bag on the ground, and unconsciously touched the corner of his right eye with one hand.

The man had a distinct scar around the corner of his eye.

It looked like an old wound that had already healed up, but it could still vaguely see the hideous horror of that year.

Such a feature is particularly eye-catching, no wonder you have to wear a hat all the time.

While thinking about it, Lin Jianqiu returned the same way.

The side door was still closed, and just as he stretched out his hand to open it, he heard the people at the alley stop yelling.

"Over there! Miscellaneous people are not allowed to enter for the time being."

The person who followed explained in a warm voice: "A case has occurred in the clubhouse, and it is in the stage of investigation and evidence collection. The place has been closed. Please do not enter or leave at will."

The attitude is still extremely firm.

With anti-theft locks in their hands, they directly put on the door handle and locked the door completely.

"..." Lin Jianqiu frowned fiercely.

-

On the third floor of the clubhouse, in a clean empty room.

Li Chengxin, who was considered to be the suspect, was sitting on the inner side, the blood on her body hadn't been washed off, but her expression didn't show much panic or apprehension, only numbness.

Team Liang stood at the door, watching his subordinates question Li Chengxin.

Someone knocked on the door frame and whispered to Team Liang what happened downstairs.

"They are all still there now, and they are eliminating the suspects one by one—by the way, there is another person downstairs who wants to come up, saying that he is someone you know, Captain Liang."

Team Liang asked, "Who?"

The other party replied: "Lin Jianqiu."

His voice could not be lowered, and the communication in the room just came to an end, such a simple name made the atmosphere inside suddenly become subtle again.

Among the people who were asking questions were those who had dealt with Lin Jianqiu.

Asking for money face to face with the police is not so easy to forget.

Why is he everywhere?

Is this person appearing too frequently recently?

Li Chengxin, who had been silent all this time, raised his head slightly and looked at the person at the door.

Team Liang glanced at her, seeing her reaction in his eyes.

But he didn't give a blunt response, but closed the door with his backhand, and stretched out his hand to signal the person who sent the message to follow him to the other corner.

"Let him come up." Captain Liang said, "Take him over there directly, and don't let him have direct contact with Li Chengxin for now."

-

The crime scene has already been cordoned off.

Not far from the door of the room is the bathroom - the crime scene is the room closest to the bathroom in the house, and within five steps of going out, you reach the door of the room.

The bathroom next to it was also fenced off.

The police are going in and out to collect evidence, looking for clues.

Except that the victim was rushed to the hospital and Li Chengxin, who was suspected of being a suspect, was taken away for questioning, everything in the room remained as it was.

Including the bloodstains dragged on the ground, the furnishings on the coffee table, and the wine bottles scattered on the ground...

The room is very empty, and it is more than enough to accommodate twenty people. There are decorative potted plants in the four corners. The TV is directly opposite the door and has not been turned on. It was left in the process of crawling towards the door, the traces are very simple...

Lin Jianqiu stood at the door and looked around.

Team Liang was standing inside and beckoned to him: "Come in."

Once he spoke like this, it was difficult for others to stop him.

Lin Jianqiu opened the cordon and walked in.

Team Liang asked him, "Why did you come here?"

Lin Jianqiu directly passed the text message on the mobile phone: "Sister Chengxin sent me a message, I am worried, so come and have a look."

Liang Dui looked at his expression: "You seem to have a very good relationship with her."

Lin Jianqiu looked calm: "She is my employer. I helped her walk her dog before, and now I help her investigate an old case. It happened more than ten years ago. The victim should still be in school."

The implication is that he has no direct relationship with the current case.

Lin Jianqiu continued to ask: "Did you see a man wearing a peaked cap and a scar on his face leave?"

Team Liang was obviously a little surprised: "What man?"

Lin Jianqiu: "About 10 minutes ago, when the victim was just taken away by the ambulance, I walked from the safe passage to the third floor and met him. He was wearing black clothes and a black hat, very thin, a little taller than me, and saw me My first reaction was to run away, and then I ran into the alley from the side door, and I lost track of him."

Team Liang frowned slightly, and immediately looked at the other colleagues: "Go and adjust the monitoring on the other side."

No one noticed the man in the black coat and black hat.

Before Lin Jianqiu mentioned it, the clearest characters in this case were only the victim, Ni Chunyu, and Li Chengxin, who held the murder weapon and was alone with the victim.

Li Chengxin held the murder weapon in his hand, and the room was locked.

There were only two people in the same room, and if one of them had an accident, the other would naturally be suspected.

If it wasn't for Li Chengxin trying to kill Ni Chunyu, then Ni Chunyu could only commit suicide and blame Li Chengxin.

But what kind of deep hatred can make her do this?

According to the testimonies of their colleagues, there was not much intersection between them in the past, and the recent conflict was only a few words of quarrel, far from hating each other to the point of wanting to kill each other quickly.

Team Liang said: "And from the perspective of the victim's wound, she couldn't have stabbed the fatal knife in by herself. The second knife was shallower, and there were obvious signs of struggle."

From this point of view, Li Chengxin was almost certain to be the real culprit.

However, this case is faintly strange.

One is that the first wound was too deep, and it was a question of whether he could stab so fast and accurately while drunk.

But it is not completely impossible, and we need to wait for the results of further injury tests.

The second is Li Chengxin's own state.

She hasn't made any struggle since the police entered the door, her expression is not like her, and her footsteps are obviously deep and shallow.

Veteran cops are immediately on the alert, and it may be more than just a sign of a hangover.

And there was hardly any sign of fighting on her body, only her clothes were torn, but her nails and her face were clean, and even the blood didn't seep in completely.

It's also possible that she has some cleanliness herself and deliberately avoided the sticky blood.

The third is the details and location of the crime.

It was the first time for Li Chengxin to come to this clubhouse, and the colleague who proposed was responsible for all related matters, and he had never met the manager.

The room where the incident occurred was not booked by her.

If it is a murder of passion, then it can be solved directly in the bathroom, deliberately cut off the little finger, and then return to a specific room, it seems like a high-level mockery and irony.

Does Li Chengxin really have such a big grudge with Ni Chunyu?

These are all speculations in favor of Li Chengxin, but there is no clear evidence, so Team Liang didn't say it directly.

He just glanced at Lin Jianqiu and asked, "Do you think there will be other murderers or accomplices?"

Lin Jianqiu walked back and forth in the room twice, leaned slightly, and saw the door from the wall.

The lock at the door showed obvious signs of being pried open, so it was probably too late to find the key.

"It's hard to say how many murderers there are." Lin Jianqiu said, "However, it is unlikely that Li Chengxin is the murderer. I suggest that you take her to the hospital for an examination as soon as possible."

Team Liang: "What do you say?"

Lin Jianqiu didn't mention key information such as the wound, which was a detail he didn't know yet.

He stopped at the door, stared down at the lock, and asked, "Is this lock positive or negative?"

The deputy manager of the clubhouse stood outside the door, responsible for cooperating with the investigation and answering the police's questions about the clubhouse facilities.

Hearing this, he was stunned and shook his head.

"If you don't have a key, you can only lock it from the inside, but the key is in the management room on the first floor. There are generally more guests on this floor, and it's just a short-term game, so there is no need to lock the door."

Lin Jianqiu continued: "Even if it's just for the safety of the guests, there won't be a door that can't be opened in this kind of place."

In other words, "The Chamber of Secrets" is not fully established.

And there is no monitoring here.

In other words, even if someone entered and exited the scene midway, no one would know.

"The monitor was broken last month." The deputy manager whispered, "Because there are other monitors at both ends, and this is the entrance of the women's toilet...there is no rush to fix it."

His voice became lower and lower, a little embarrassed.

If there is one less monitoring, there will be several more blind spots.

That's why he was caught in such an embarrassing predicament at this moment.

This is just guesswork.

Lin Jianqiu walked around the room and said as he walked, "I have a decent job and a stable mind. The possibility of impulsive killing when encountering trivial matters is not high, and..."

He stopped at a certain corner, took a step back, and looked down at the potted plants.

The potted plant is a small indoor landscape tree with luxuriant branches and leaves. It is not far or close to the crime scene, but it is not very eye-catching.

The police had peeled off the branches and leaves during the first wave of evidence collection, and there was nothing abnormal for the time being.

Lin Jianqiu tilted his head slightly, looked over the potted plants and looked at the row of outlets behind.

The white wiring board is full of dust, surrounded by messy wire ends, black, white, and dark blue, connected to TV, stereo, projector and other equipment.

Some of the wires were bundled up, and most of them were randomly twisted twice. The last few wires were all entangled, and it was hard to tell which one was which.

Lin Jianqiu leaned over and peeled off the coiled black wire, revealing what was underneath.

"If she is really the murderer, since she is at the scene of the crime and doesn't want to escape, why does she need to install another surveillance camera?"

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