Wang Wei stared at him as he walked out of the office and murmured: "What's the call? Do I have to go out to answer it?"
Zou Kai was disgusted, "How old are you to watch cartoons?"
Sun Bingxin also looked puzzled.
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Qu Mingcong had been embarrassed so many times that he was numb. He closed the office door with an expressionless face, found a deserted corner in the corridor, put on his Bluetooth headset, and the first thing he said was——
"Can you change the ringtone next time?"
Qiao Yueying said: "I originally wanted to use the 1984 version of the Sherlock Holmes theme song, but it requires membership. This is the only one among the free ringtones that is the most appropriate."
Qu Mingcong was silent.
Seeing this, Qiao Yueying pursed her lips in displeasure and muttered in a low voice: "You don't say anything when it comes to membership. Being a member is like killing you."
"You can watch video apps every day after becoming a member. You can only use this kind of ringtone a few times a year, so there is no need." Qu Mingcong advised her good-temperedly, "Besides, if you use the system's built-in ringtone to remind me, the effect will be the same.
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"No." Qiao Yueying refused, "That kind of atmosphere is boring."
"We'll talk about the atmosphere later..." Qu Mingcong asked, "Did you find anything if you called me out?"
"Well..." Qiao Yueying said, "As for those umbrellas, I actually recorded a video when you went to Qianchi Company before. You can jump directly to 4 minutes and 38 seconds to watch."
She opened the video and dragged the progress bar to 4 minutes and 38 seconds. The picture showed assistant Xiaoqu and a bunch of umbrellas beside him.
"Are these umbrellas also gifts?" his own voice appeared in the video.
Xiaoqu nodded and replied: "Yes, Tong Yuan likes these umbrellas very much."
After speaking, he picked up a handful and handed it to him.
Then the camera came closer, and one of Qu Mingcong's hands reached out to catch the umbrella. Because the phone was hanging on his chest, the picture was blurred after that.
Qiao Yueying said: "Sun Bingxin said that there were eleven umbrellas brought back for search, but no matter how many times I counted them in the video, there were always twelve umbrellas. That is to say, after you and Wang Wei left and before the police arrived,
, during this period, Wu Cheng entered the storage room, took one of the umbrellas, and handed it to He Xiaohui shortly afterwards."
Qu Mingcong recalled the scene at that time, "...when Wang Wei and I left, their company was in a commotion, and many people were called to a meeting. At this time, Wu Cheng did have the opportunity to enter the storage room without being noticed, but since he
If you want to frame He Xiaohui, you will definitely clean the fingerprints on it in advance. Sun Bingxin also said that there is only He Xiaohui’s fingerprint on the umbrella handle, so I am afraid it will be very difficult to use this video to prove that the umbrella in He Xiaohui’s home is one of them.
Disaster."
Qiao Yueying said: "Why are you so stupid? Although there are no Wu Cheng's fingerprints on the umbrella, there are yours."
Qu Mingcong: "...?"
That being said... when he inspected the umbrella, he did touch each one.
Normally when checking suspicious items, he would take out disposable rubber gloves from his backpack, but Xiaoqu's movement of handing over the umbrella was so natural that he took it and forgot to wear the gloves.
"Are you sure my fingerprints are still on it?" Qu Mingcong asked.
"Absolutely!" Qiao Yueying was always confident in her own judgment. "The murderer's style of committing crimes was rough and casual, which has nothing to do with being careful. The reason why we have never caught him is entirely because
It's a coincidence, and He Xiaohui's smoke card is so easy to use. If the murderer wants to deal with fingerprints, he will most likely only deal with the places that are easy to touch, such as the middle part of the umbrella's cloth surface, as well as the umbrella handle and umbrella buckle. At most, he will deal with fingerprints.
The lower half of the upper umbrella pole, but when you checked that day, you even touched the ribs. It is impossible for a murderer to notice that kind of place~"
After hearing this, Qu Mingcong rekindled hope in his heart, but out of caution, he asked Qiao Yueying again: "How sure are you?"
Qiao Yueying became impatient, "What's the guarantee... Then if he insists on being stupid, I can't stop him. The most stupid thing is to wipe the inside and outside of the umbrella, spotless, as clean as
It's like new, but only He Xiaohui's fingerprints are left, and the blood on the blade has not been treated yet. Just thinking about this contrast makes me embarrassed for the murderer, and the police are not fools."
"Pfft..." Qu Mingcong couldn't help laughing.
"Hey, can you be more respectful?" Qiao Yueying said in a dissatisfied tone, "I am analyzing the case with you, and we are not talking about cross talk. Why are you laughing?"
"I..." Qu Mingcong paused and replied, "I am smiling happily,"
"Then ask them to check your fingerprints quickly!" Qiao Yueying urged him.
"Yeah." Qu Mingcong put down his cell phone, regained his mood, returned to Sun Bingxin's office, and explained the fingerprint issue in detail.
Sun Bingxin was overjoyed and immediately arranged for someone to collect fingerprints again and compare them with Qu Mingcong's fingerprints. Once it was determined that the fingerprints matched, Wu Cheng was formally arrested.
As for He Xiaohui, she was naturally released later.
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He Xiaohui sat quietly in the interrogation room alone.
After being brought here, she had been interrogated for two hours continuously. There were male police officers, some female police officers, some young people, some old people... A round of battle appeared in front of her eyes, which made her exhausted.
The last time she was interrogated, she had a fever and was in a daze. This time she was not much better, because as soon as she got used to Qianchi's public relations methods, she was involved in a murder case. She couldn't help but suspect that there was someone Qianchi paid to hire here.
"Navy Army".
Otherwise, she, an innocent person, would have no reason to be questioned repeatedly, and the umbrella in her home was most likely the murder weapon that killed Tong Yuan. How could this be possible?
She was obviously sleeping at home at the time, so she was innocent.
It is impossible to say that Wu Cheng put the blame on her. The relationship between them has always been very harmonious. Occasionally, they quickly reconciled without talking about each other. Wu Cheng had no reason to harm her, let alone kill Tong Yuan.
He Xiaohui was exhausted physically and mentally.
In her mind, she couldn't help but have a guess that was relatively reasonable for her: Could Wu Cheng have been frightened by the police?
He has always been honest and timid. If the police told him that the umbrella was the murder weapon, Wu Cheng would be so frightened that he would not admit that he brought the umbrella to her and would deny everything. It would be highly likely.
She must see Wu Cheng as soon as possible to clarify the misunderstanding, otherwise she may really be arrested as a murderer.
However, the police have always refused to allow the two to meet. How should she convince the police?
He Xiaohui pressed her forehead in pain, one wave after another. She hadn't thought of a solution to the incident on the Internet, and now she was trapped in the police station helpless. Why did God do this to her?
The door to the interrogation room suddenly opened——
He Xiaohui took a deep breath and tried to cheer herself up.
She opened her mouth, preparing to request another meeting with Wu Cheng, but the police officer standing at the door spoke earlier than she did: "He Xiaohui, you can leave."
He Xiaohui was stunned for a moment, "...can I leave?"
"Yes," the police officer nodded slightly and said calmly, "The real murderer has been arrested. Your suspicion has been cleared and you can leave."