I died on the first day of the game

After the director left, the three men relaxed a lot, and they volunteered to move two chairs to Captain Zhang and Yi Mian, which looked like an interrogation room.

Their original dormitory was 401. After the body was found this morning, it was sealed up. 402 was empty and unused. It really felt like an interrogation.

Yi Mian sat across from a boy, with her hands on the table, she thought it was amused: "Did you know? That's how our room for interrogating suspects is set up."

"I know I know, I've seen crime movies, and the dream is to sit here and interrogate... well, if you're not a cop."

This boy was ranked fourth in the dormitory, and the rest of the people called him the fourth. He touched his head and laughed a few times, "It's a different kind of dream come true."

It is always good to be willing to cooperate, Yi Mian said: "Okay, the first question, is your relationship with Fang Jin good?"

The fourth child didn't expect the first question to be so difficult. He struggled and said, "Our relationship... is normal. In fact, Fang Jin is quite nice, but he is not on the same side as us."

Fang Jin in his description is no different from what the director said. He is a standard good student. In contrast, the other three people in the dormitory are more like ordinary "bad" students. They will be late and skip classes, surf the Internet all night, and sleep in class. Discuss together how to cheat on exams.

The three of them admired Fang Jin who is self-disciplined, but they couldn't learn from it if they couldn't admire it.

Fang Jin left early and returned late, and the rest went to bed late and woke up late, as if they were jet-lagged. They lived in the dormitory as a hotel, and couldn't speak a few words a week.

"You signed the petition too?"

The fourth child said: "Sure! Although I don't know Fang Jin well, his friends said it was not a suicide. Isn't it dangerous to have a murderer in the school? It should be investigated or investigated."

Yi Mian flipped through her notebook: "Your dormitory is on the fourth floor. We preliminarily judged that Fang Jin was not in the dormitory when he fell. Did you see him at night?"

"I see. He went to bed after nine o'clock in the evening. There is a curtain on his bed. If he covers it, he may be asleep."

The fourth child is pointing the direction in the dormitory, Fang Jin's bed is at the door, they are by the window,

"We all sat here with the boss to play online and eat chicken, and then around twelve o'clock, we also washed up and went to bed. Anyway, I didn't see him come down."

"Okay." Yi Mian continued to ask, "Did you hear anything in the middle of the night?"

"No, I'm a sleepy sleeper. If it wasn't for the dorm guard knocking on the door in the morning, I would have slept until ten o'clock, and I guess they would too." The fourth child pointed to the other two people in the dormitory.

Yi Mian closed the notebook and nodded to him: "Thank you for your cooperation, we will still find you if necessary."

The trajectory of life can be learned from the roommates. Regarding his own situation, he must find a friend who knows him best.

His best buddy is Kun Ziyang, who is also the initiator of the petition.

Kun Ziyang is also a sunny and handsome boy, but his expression is a little sluggish: "Well, he and I signed up for the tennis team as soon as we entered school, and we are both locals in Huaixi, and we usually carpool home. convenient."

"Fang Jin is absolutely, absolutely impossible to commit suicide," the boy emphasized again. "He was discussing with me last week, how to give Xiaomei...that is, his girlfriend's birthday, and he even ordered roses."

Yi Mian deliberately said: "Maybe there is a conflict between the two of them and they didn't tell you."

Without even thinking about it, Kun Ziyang said decisively: "Impossible! The three of us are so close to wearing a pair of pants."

He paused, looked at Yi Mian's expression and added: "...Don't get me wrong, it has nothing to do with this matter, Xiaomei is my cousin, and I introduced them to each other."

The boy pledged his life to guarantee that Fang Jin would not commit suicide, begged the police to find out the murderer, and begged the police several times before they left.

He was very sure that Fang Jin had never done anything wrong to his siblings. Although he didn't know why he was so sure, it contradicted Fang Jin's letter of apology.

Fang Jin's parents are usually busy with work, and they rarely contact their son once a month. Fang Jin's girlfriend Kun Xiaomei and Kun Ziyang contact far more times than others on Fang Jin's mobile phone.

It must be his close people who can make Fang Jin feel extremely sorry. Fang Jin's social network is not extensive, and almost all of them are classmates in school. Apart from his parents, the only people closest to him are these two brothers and sisters.

"Brother Yi, is it possible for a person to be liked by everyone?" Xiao Li sorted out the notes in confusion, "Fang Jin's popularity is too good, and these people are all praising him."

"Praising him is not the same as liking him."

Yi Mian said calmly, "Why is jealousy a crime?"

Excellence makes him liked by others, but he will also attract the hatred of the villain behind his back. We also have to consider whether there are people who cannot be loved, and hate because of love. There are countless similar cases.

Xiao Li suddenly realized and raised his hand: "Oh! I understand, then Brother Yi, is it possible that his appearance is all fake? In fact, he is a 'double-faced man'?"

"Two-Face?"

Xiao Li gestured for him to turn over: "It's like a double-sided coat, one on the outside and one on the inside, and the outside is shown to everyone. Only one person knows his true inner..."

Two-Face?

Yi Mian felt as if she had thought of something.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when the investigation was finished, and Yi Mian had already received a message from Chu Wu that she was not at home, so she bought a box of bento on the way and took it home.

The meat in the bento was firewood and hard, too much salt was added to prolong the shelf life, and the rice was lumpy and dry. The young man picked and picked with chopsticks. After finishing the meal with difficulty, he silently missed Chu in his heart. Fog craft.

If Chu Wu is really willing to cook every day, it is not impossible to live like this for the rest of his life——

No, no, it still doesn't work, isn't this treating people as babysitters? Yi Mian quickly threw this sudden and strange idea out of her mind, packed the fast food bag and put it at the door.

Next to the door was a vertical hanger bought jointly by the two of them. One bag was missing on it, and he knew that Chu Wu had taken it with him when he went out.

He stared at the rest of the bag, lost in thought.

Two-faced man, two-faced coat, two-faced...

Yi Mian casually took a white bag and unzipped it, his eyes widened suddenly, and he turned the inside of the bag over.

Yellow, red, white, blue, five colors of lining cloth are pieced together, bright and dazzling under the light.

Chu Wu likes this bag very much. Yi Mian still remembers that he said that this is a niche brand that can only be bought in online stores. The shop owner sews it by hand. Each style is limited to the season, and the maximum sales volume is only a few thousand.

Yi Mian felt a burst of dizziness from the top of his head, a feeling of dizziness that he had never experienced even if he worked on a case without sleep for a week.

Steady, don't be misled, don't judge lightly.

He kept reminding himself, took a deep breath, and tore off the rest of the bags that contained his stuff.

The inner lining of each bag is stitched together in five colors, Yi Mian unconsciously shook her hands a few times, and calmly hung them back up.

This is a good thing. The suspect may be anyone who has bought this brand bag, and there is no conclusive evidence that the man with the flower bag that day is the murderer. It’s just that there are too few clues, so we need to start the investigation from him.

It's too ridiculous to directly link Chu Wu, who bought the bag, with the murderer.

Yes, don't you know your roommate?How could he do such a thing as murder?

A hundred questions popped up in Yi Mian's mind to interrogate himself, and he kept denying these questions. He was sure that the roommate he spent day and night would not be a murderer.

Just let Chu Wu go out less—no, let him borrow a friend’s house, if another case happens, an alibi can reduce a lot of suspicion...

Yi Mian sat on the sofa, grabbed a pillow, and suddenly thought of another question.

It's so late, where did Chu Wu go?

His roommates rarely go out at night, and it can be said that they rarely go out.

"Going to bars and parties is very boring. Why don't we watch TV and chat with you." This is what Chu Wu once said to him.

The nature of his job determines that he doesn't need to go out to work overtime. At ten o'clock in the evening, all major shopping malls and supermarkets are closed. He doesn't like bars and Internet cafes. Where else can he go?

After Yi Mian finally calmed down, his heart began to pound again. He grabbed his phone and sent Chu Wu a message.

【Where have you been? 】

5 minutes.

10 minutes.

Three 10 minutes.

Chu Wu didn't reply, Yi Mian grabbed the phone and slowly leaned on the back of the sofa chair. He was very tired after a busy day today, his body clamored for sleep, but his brain was abnormally awake, stubbornly waiting for an answer.

One o'clock.

The door was gently pushed open, and a tall figure walked in silently.

He didn't turn on the light, slowly changed his shoes, took off his coat, and wanted to enter the bedroom.

A cold voice came from the darkness.

"where did you go?"

The next moment the light was turned on, and the incandescent light made both of them invisible. The black-haired young man sat on the sofa and stared at him with complicated eyes.

Yi Mian asked, "Where did you go? Why didn't you reply?"

The man blinked his eyes slowly, avoiding the first question intentionally or unknowingly: "Did you send me a message...the phone is out of battery, I'm sorry."

"I'm a policeman, Chu Wu." Yi Mian stared at him, and called his name slowly, "I work in the criminal investigation team."

Chu Wu stood there with a trace of apology on his handsome face.

"Sorry I didn't tell you, I thought I could handle it."

Yi Mian beckoned him to sit next to her, and asked, "I don't blame you, it's because I didn't ask clearly, tell me, the person who appeared at the murder scene was you, right?"

Chu Wu sat down next to him: "Yes."

"Okay, it's okay, let's talk slowly." Yi Mian held his wrist, comforting the other party's emotions, and also easing her own heartbeat, "Do you know Yang Hongmei?"

"It's not considered acquaintance. I ordered clothes from her last week."

The man's eyes drooped, "I interviewed the magazine you mentioned, and they wanted me to wear the detective coat of the most popular character in the book. It was too late to order from the Internet, so I went to find her."

Yi Mian felt the warmth of the man's skin, and her heart sank and sank.

The other party's expression was too calm, he felt the pulse of the man's wrist, it hardly changed, it was not as fast as his heartbeat.

The accused suspects who were later confirmed innocent were all very excited and eager to prove their innocence. On the contrary, most murderers with strong psychological quality were indifferent to the accusation.