misplaced survival

The light in the interrogation room was bright, and it didn't look depressing, but facing the two policemen, the waiter cowardly lowered his head and dared not speak.

Song Zhou's hands were slightly clenched into fists, and he tapped his knuckles on the table, attracting the waiter's attention, "Aren't you going to tell me?"

The waiter's silence was the answer to this question, but what the policeman said next forced him to defend himself.

"The police found multiple sets of DNA in the darkroom of the restaurant on the second basement floor of your hotel. Now our physical evidence technicians are comparing your DNA with the samples. Can you guarantee that there is no one of yours?" Song Zhou stared closely The waiter's facial expression changes.

In the previous two hours, they kept interrogating, and many waiters were willing to have a good talk with the police.

The police hope to find clues early through interrogation, and at the same time, they are giving those who know the truth the last chance.

The waiter looked up at the policeman, swallowed his saliva, and denied, "It's definitely not mine."

He is not in charge of the underground restaurant, and the police want to blame him, and they can't blame him.

Hearing what he said, Xu Zhishen shook his head slightly and said, "According to what you mean, do you know that the restaurant has a darkroom?"

The waiter's words froze and he dared not speak any more.

About Song Zhou's words, half of the ten people cheated, and the remaining few are difficult to ask, but there are ways to crack it.

Facing the police's questioning, a waiter turned his head quickly and asked, "What dark room? I've never heard of such a place in a hotel."

"I've never heard of it." Song Zhou nodded, and asked in a relaxed tone, "By the way, which area of ​​the hotel are you in charge of?"

The waiter blinked in surprise. The policeman who was questioning was still aggressive just now, but he suddenly started chatting about family matters.

Now that the situation is unknown, he can't talk nonsense, so he replied: "I'm in charge of cleaning the guest room."

Song Zhou listened, wrote down what the waiter said in the notebook, and then asked: "Then do you remember which of your colleagues is in charge of the restaurant on the second basement floor?"

He didn't look aggressive like this, and he was a little perfunctory.

But the waiter didn't believe it, and was still watching, "I don't remember, the foreman just let us be in charge of our respective areas."

Song Zhou frowned and asked, "Where were you when your Boss Yi had an accident?"

The waiter sat upright, with his hands on his chest, "A guest is about to check in, and I will clean the guest room upstairs."

Seeing that the waiter was staring at him and Song Zhou, Xu Zhishen seemed to be confirming whether they believed it or not, while he put his hands on his chest in a defensive manner, trying to force himself to remain calm.

Song Zhou saw the hint in Xu Zhishen's eyes, and asked following the waiter's words: "What kind of guest, do you have any impression?"

The waiter nodded, "It seems to be wearing a blue and white plaid shirt and tan trousers, looking a bit sluggish."

"What color are his shoes?" Xu Zhishen asked.

"Black." The waiter gave a very positive answer.

Xu Zhishen looked at the waiter, closed the cap of his pen, and said with a final voice, "You're lying."

"I...I didn't." The waiter denied.

"Your hotel's schedule is posted on the first floor. You pass there every day. You can't remember what you see every day, but you remember the guests you met once half a year ago. Should I say you have a good memory, or not? "

Song Zhou said, and continued to ask: "You pay so much attention to him, is there anything special about him? And he said yes, someone asked you to remember him?"

The waiter's description just now was exactly the same as the clothes that Tan Xia wore when entering and leaving the bathroom of the restaurant on the second basement floor at the time of the incident.

Yesterday, the physical evidence department put together all the shredded paper in Zhang Wei's shredder. With these evidences, it is not difficult for the police to deduce that Zhang Wei is the murderer who killed Yi Xin and wanted to blame Tan Xia.

Although Zhang Wei and Yi Xin are rivals, they have known each other for so many years and know each other's habits very well.

Yi Xin can't eat spicy food and is not suitable for drinking yogurt, Zhang Wei can easily know.

And Zhang Wei sent Tan Xia a threatening letter under the guise of Yi Xin's name, just to make him appear at the scene of Yi Xin's death.

So during the interrogation just now, Song Zhou was wondering whether Zhang Wei could arrange other people to guide him in order to ensure the smooth progress of the plan.

He was not sure at first, but the waiter lied one after another and seemed to care about Tan Xia's existence, so his previous assumptions made sense.

Song Zhou stood up and leaned over to look at the waiter opposite, "Don't want to answer? Then I will continue with the previous question. Didn't you see him go to the second basement? It's not lunch time. Why is he going there? Who will be there? ? Why are you there? What are you doing there?"

Facing a series of questions from the police, the waiter opened his mouth and said falteringly: "He... I don't know."

If the police asked Tan Xia who to go downstairs to find, he knew how to answer.But if you ask Boss Yi what he is doing downstairs and why he is downstairs, if he answers, won't he admit that he knows there is something downstairs?

"Didn't you have a standardized answer when you all spoke together?" Song Zhou waited for a while, seeing that the waiter still couldn't answer, said quietly.

The waiter lowered his head, he didn't want to admit it, but now, he has no way out.

Song Zhou interrupted his silence, "Did Zhang Wei instigate you to lie?"

The waiter can only nod.

"Whose idea was the darkroom on the second basement floor?" Song Zhou asked.

The waiter shook his head, "I don't know, that place already existed when I came here to work. But I really wasn't involved!"

After a whole morning of interrogation, Song Zhou and Xu Zhishen took advantage of the gap to sort out the existing clues.

Last night, Lin Yue interrogated the manager who reported secretly and the waiter who tried to slip away overnight.

The manager's mobile phone showed that he wanted to call a person named Feng Xiao, who also knew that the hotel had a casino, but denied his involvement.

But the waiter was worried that he would be held responsible, so he blamed Feng Xiao for the crime of stalking and assaulting the police, saying that he was also forced by others.

Most of the other waiters brought back knew about the existence of the underground darkroom, but they had no right to interfere.According to the memory of the longest-serving employee, the darkroom had been in operation at least ten years ago.

They didn't know who the real mastermind was. They only knew that Guan Haowen, Yi Xin, and Zhang Wei were in charge of this hotel at the same time. He Youming, who was in charge of the clubhouse, often introduced business to them, and the four often had business contacts.

And after their accident, the hotel and clubhouse were managed by the young owner and several shareholders of the group.

Feng Xiao is one of the shareholders of Yaoming Group, and also one of the persons in charge of the business sector of the enterprise.

He had already worked here when Yaoming Group first started, and it can be said that the current business empire has his share of credit.

"Captain Song, here we come." The police officer knocked on the door to signal.

"Come in." Song Zhou said, seeing a familiar face slowly approaching the interrogation room.

Qin Yan stood in the interrogation room and looked around, and took the initiative to sit down on the chair opposite Song Zhou, "Captain Song, you made me wait. Ask anything you want, and I'll go back to the meeting after I finish."

"Don't worry, you'd better make a plan not to go back temporarily." Song Zhou smiled.

Qin Yan smiled, "Why? Team Song just wanted to ask about the darkroom, Uncle Yi and Uncle Zhang. I can tell Team Song with certainty that I didn't do it."

Song Zhou: "How to say?"

Judging from Qin Yan's tone, how could it seem that he knew who the murderer was?

"The day Uncle Yi and Uncle Zhang had an accident was the anniversary of my mother's death. I sat in the cemetery all day without going anywhere." Qin Yan said with a bit of bitterness and unwillingness in his smile, "As for the casino , I said before that after returning to China, my family didn’t value me, I was forced to contact the family’s business half a year ago, and I don’t know anything about it before.”

Qin Yan's mother, Lu Mengyue, disappeared 25 years ago and her whereabouts are still unknown.Because she had been missing for too long, the Qin family assumed that she was dead, so they bought a piece of land in a suburban cemetery and made a tomb.

It seems that the police have to go to the cemetery to find out whether what Qin Yan said is true.

Song Zhou always felt that Qin Yan seemed to be hiding some secret, and couldn't figure out what he was hiding, so he tried to chat, "Why did you want to go abroad back then?"

Qin Yan's parents were both in China, but he suddenly went abroad.

Eight years old should be in the second and third grades of elementary school, and it is not for further education or training. Is there any reason why you must go abroad?

Qin Yan said indifferently: "My family wants me to go out and plate gold."

When it comes to the past, his voice is cold, without much ups and downs.

"Why did you suddenly come back eight years ago?" Song Zhou asked.

Qin Yan smiled and said: "All studies abroad are over, of course I have to come back."

Song Zhou looked at Qin Yan, and asked casually, "Is there no whereabouts of your father recently?"

Qin Yan forced a smile and shrugged his shoulders slightly, "No."

Song Zhou deliberately mentioned several important points in time to stimulate Qin Yan and see his reaction, but Qin Yan was still the same as before, indifferent and indifferent, not paying attention to anything.

Xu Zhishen had been paying attention to Qin Yan's smile, and he felt something false from it.

If a person is happy from the heart, their zygomaticus major and orbicularis oculi muscles will also change. It is difficult to control the contraction of a person's eye muscles at will, so Qin Yan is not happy about these .

Qin Yan's lower lip was slightly drawn, and his thumb clasped his index finger intentionally or unintentionally. The appearance of these small movements seemed to be enduring something.

The door of the interrogation room knocked suddenly, and Jiang Xiyan walked in with the DNA test report, and handed it to Song Zhou, "Not his."

The physical evidence department found multiple sets of DNA in the darkroom of the underground restaurant, and there are 25 sets available.

The DNA of 36 managers and waiters brought back by the hotel was also collected, and all DNA sequences were converted into visual data one by one, and matched in the computer.

Qin Yan's DNA did not match any of the 25 sets of DNA.

Now the technicians of the physical evidence department are taking DNA samples from the people brought back by police officer Shen, and making comparisons again.

Once the DNA is matched, these people cannot escape the responsibility.

Jiang Xiyan just came in to deliver the report, and would go to the reception room to help take samples later, so he didn't plan to stay here any longer.

But before leaving, he glanced at Qin Yan who was not far away from the corner of his eye, gradually slowed down his pace, turned around and looked at him, feeling a little familiar.

Had he seen this man somewhere?

But from the moment Jiang Xiyan entered the interrogation room, Qin Yan had already noticed him.

It seems that he and Yan Yu had been more lenient in the warehouse back then, otherwise no one would be in the way now.