Captain is a sick beauty

"It's so old and messy here." Pei Qingyu said softly, walking inside while carefully avoiding the glass shards everywhere on the ground.

"I don't know...but Song Ranran just sent me Linzhou's financial situation." Xun Yin looked up, but unexpectedly did not see Pei Qingyu.His heart tightened, and he walked in quickly, until he saw Pei Qingyu in the inner room, he was slightly relieved.

"Huh? What's the matter with his finances?" Pei Qingyu waited for a long time before getting an answer, turned his head curiously, and met Xun Yin who walked into the room with a nervous face.He frowned, and called out remindingly: "A Xun?"

"Hmm... Linzhou's biggest expense is all on food, so it's not a problem that the amount is basically equal every month. But compare his salary table..." Xun Yin gradually came to his senses, frowning.

"Is there a financial loophole?" Pei Qingyu took a look at the phone.

"No, the accounts are correct. It's just that the expenses of a restaurant exceeded his salary level. I checked, and he basically didn't have any deposits in his passbook." Xun Yin glanced around the dilapidated house, frowning slightly.

"Generally speaking, in this situation, either there is no future plan for carpe diem; or it is forced due to some reasons." Pei Qingyu straightened up and stretched. The company works overtime until the early hours of the morning.”

"He needs money. It's not for living, but for survival." Pei Qingyu suddenly turned his head and said to Xunyin, "Call Lin Shichu and the others and ask them to come with search tools." He stepped aside while talking Turned around, the sun shone into the dilapidated hut, and a fingerprint was printed on the glass.

"His house may be so dilapidated, but not necessarily so messy." Pei Qingyu said softly, "Before we came, his house was broken into."

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For the first time, the old community was filled with the sound of sirens, surrounded by residential areas, and it was difficult for police cars to enter.Xun Yin went downstairs to pick up Lin Shichu and the others, Pei Qingyu stood in Linzhou's kitchen frowning.

Linzhou basically eats out three meals a day. Logically speaking, the kitchen is just a decoration, but there is a lot of oily smoke on the stove, which shows that he often fires.

Pei Qingyu took a step forward and gently wiped the table next to him, and a fine layer of dust immediately formed on the gloves - it seems that Linzhou had indeed opened fire before, but not recently.

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It seemed that the old faucet couldn't bear the silence and made some noise.However, Pei Qingyu suddenly frowned uncomfortably, with inexplicable palpitations, he suddenly turned around and said, "Who?"

No one responded outside, Pei Qingyu walked over slowly with light steps, and a flustered figure suddenly walked out.

"Hello, I think the door of this room is wide open..." the man said loudly, looked at Pei Qingyu who was frowning at him with his chest pressed, and smiled flatteringly, "I am the neighbor next door, my name is Shi move."

——If Song Ranran and Lin Shichu were here, they would find that Shi Qian was the owner of the restaurant just now.

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"Impossible, it's impossible for this place to cost so much." Song Ranran said firmly, "I remember that this place is just an ordinary, homely shop. It's impossible to have such a big expense, right Brother Lin."

"That's right." Lin Shichu nodded, "The boss told us personally."

Xun Yin nodded and didn't say anything, he had an inexplicable bad feeling, turned around and quickened his pace.

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"Hello, I'm a policeman. Do you usually have a lot of contact with Lin Zhou?" The palpitations just now hadn't passed yet, Pei Qingyu leaned on the table beside him, breathing slowly and calmly.

"We don't know each other very well, mainly because he is busy." Shi Qian asked and answered with an honest look, "He seems to work overtime a lot, and the soundproofing of the house is not good. Every time he enters the door in the middle of the night, he wakes me up."

"Then did you hear anyone come in last night or today?"

"No. He didn't seem to come back last night. I went to work in the morning. I don't know if anyone has been here." Shi Qian shook his head honestly, and asked cautiously: "Officer, did something happen to him? "

Pei Qingyu glanced at him and said succinctly, "He's dead."

"Ah." Shi Qian seemed to be taken aback, he took out a cigarette tremblingly and lit it, and the strong smell of smoke immediately filled the small room.

Pei Qingyu became very sensitive to irritating smells after he had a bad heart, while Shi Qian seemed to be a heavy smoker.

Originally, the vague smell of smoke on his body when he came in made Pei Qingyu cough a bit, but the sudden thick smell of smoke made Pei Qingyu's heart beat violently, he coughed uncontrollably, bent slightly and took a small mouthful Breathing.

"Officer, are you alright..." Shi Qian seemed to be taken aback, looking at Pei Qingyu who was panting in pain, not daring to move an inch.

"It's noon now, but you can show up at home, which means that either you work very close to here, or you run your own business and no one cares about you." Pei Qingyu didn't answer him, coughing and said: "According to the Grease-stained white hem—are you a cook?"

"Yes..." Shi Qian responded subconsciously, but then realized something was wrong, he took two steps back and silently looked at the pale Pei Qingyu.

"The coat is stretched, and the clothes are obviously too big. You carry a cigarette with you, and there are deep smoke marks between your fingers, which means that you are very addicted to cigarettes. You have to smoke one every hour. If it is really a chef It is impossible to allow yourself to do this." Pei Qingyu took a step forward, "Are you really his neighbor?"

Shi Qian looked down at the burning smoke at his fingertips, a little spark fell on the ground, he slowly retreated towards the door, and his voice slowly changed: "I don't know what you are talking about, but I am really happy to run a restaurant." I'm busy... I'll go first."

He looked up at Pei Qingyu, and slowly raised a strange smile, "But... as you said, if the chef smokes in the kitchen, it will definitely cause a fire, right? I don't know if a heart patient can escape .”

Shi Qian's hand holding the cigarette was suddenly released, and Pei Qingyu's pupils constricted suddenly - the kitchen floor was full of overturned cooking oil bottles.

He kicked the cigarette butt out, but Shi Qian suddenly jumped forward, hugged Pei Qingyu by the waist, and slammed him against the wall.Pei Qingyu snorted, ignored the pain in his waist, pressed Shi Qian's shoulders, twisted his body, and jumped back quickly.He stood firm and wanted to bully him again, but the sudden pain in his heart made him freeze, and he knelt down on the ground suddenly.

At this moment, Shi Qian had already walked around to the kitchen door, and he locked the kitchen door with a "click", and the fire gradually raged. Shi Qian looked indifferently at Pei Qingyu, who was kneeling in the middle of the kitchen, his face covered in cold sweat.

"Enjoy your 'treatment' well, Forensic Doctor Pei."