Secretly thinking that this must be Gu Bin's room, he left first. Maybe Song Qian helped him tidy up the room later. After a rough scan, he found nothing unusual, so he closed the door and opened another door.
One room looks popular. Although things are neatly arranged, there are traces of life.
For example, there were some books on the desk over there, and an alarm clock on the bedside. When she walked to the desk, the top book was about how to plan a wedding. She guessed right, this room really belonged to Song Qian. So he
Was that the bed I was lying on in the end? Staring at the ordinary wooden bed, closing my eyes, the imaginary scene reappeared.
Scene 1: Song Qian walked around the house, picked up the sleeping pills he bought in the afternoon, swallowed it, and then lay on the bed. Maybe he suddenly wanted to say something to her, so he took out his mobile phone and made a call, but she didn't answer, so he felt even more desperate.
, if you want to speed up your death, you cut your wrist with a blade. The blood flows slowly, because the wooden bed is close to the door, so it easily flows out of the door, and this room is also closest to the door. After a period of time,
, blood spread out, and a stream of it flowed outside the house.
Scenario 2: In the middle of the night, someone suddenly knocked on the door. He got up sleepily and opened the door. The murderer rushed in and immediately restrained him. He wanted to ask for help, so he reached into his pocket and pressed the button randomly, but he didn't expect to dial her.
number. But in the end it was useless. The murderer forced him to drink sleeping pills, and then took advantage of his sleepiness to cut his wrists with a prepared blade. Then the murderer hid his traces and left at ease.
Of the two scenarios, she preferred the latter. But she felt that the latter one was contradictory. If the murderer had restrained him as soon as he came in, he could have cut his pulse directly, so why force him to drink sleeping pills? This is not unnecessary.
Is it just to create the illusion that he committed suicide? But because of this, she ruled out the possibility that Song Qian committed suicide. If he really wanted to commit suicide, why would he choose two ways? Swallowing a large amount of sleeping pills can completely lead to euthanasia.
, why bother to make another cut?
But there are no other people’s fingerprints on the blade, only Song Qian’s fingerprints. How to explain this?
Rong Jue also helped her analyze: "Is there a possibility that Song Qian was given sleeping pills and fell asleep, and then the murderer held his hand with a razor blade and cut his wrist." Jian Jian's eyes lit up, this was indeed the highest possibility.
, but, "How can we explain that phone call?" She found that Rong Jue's insights were very unique and wanted to hear his opinions.
"There are two possibilities for the phone call. He planned to call for help when he saw the murderer, and then dialed your number. The other possibility is that the call was not made by him at all."
"Ah?" Jian Jian was shocked, "You mean..." That phone call the murderer made?
Rong Jue shrugged: "I don't know anything, I'm just guessing, there is no evidence."
"Wait a minute, if your second guess is true, then the murderer must know me, otherwise he wouldn't have dialed my number!" Who could it be? She once again classified the suspects into those four people.
The matter became even more confusing, because with this inference, the murderer was ruled out as a hired murderer, and it might be one of them himself. The call to her mobile phone must have some purpose.
Seeing her frown, Rong Jue took out his phone and looked at the time. It was already midnight. Without further thought, he pulled her away and simply didn't object this time. He followed him all the way downstairs, thinking in his mind
But she was still deep in thought. After entering the house, Rong Jue saw that she had not come back to her senses, and almost hit the wall several times. It was only because of his sharp eyesight that he quickly pulled her to his side and survived.
He couldn't help but feel angry. He picked her up and walked to the bedroom. He pressed her directly into the bed and growled: "Don't think about it anymore, go to sleep!" When he came back to his senses, he was like a fire-breathing dragon.
So, after careful consideration, it was better not to go against him, and said softly: "You get up first, and you should always take a shower before going to bed."
The man said angrily: "I won't wash it anymore." Then he added: "I'll wash it tomorrow!"
I just laughed. This man vomited like a child, but I went to several places today and felt sticky and uncomfortable all over my body. I pushed him, but saw that he couldn't move, and only half of his body was pressed heavily against him.
Hands and feet, he couldn't help but soften his voice and said: "It feels good to sleep after taking a bath, otherwise I wouldn't be able to sleep like this."
Rong Jue turned over and muttered: "Trouble."
She quickly got out of bed from the other side, found some clothes and went into the bathroom. After washing herself, she felt much better. In fact, she was really not sleepy. When she was in the house just now, the points Rong Jue talked about were very interesting.
Deep into her heart, she felt that this was the key point that she had never thought of. If he didn't say it, she would make these assumptions.
Therefore, three cobblers are equal to one Zhuge Liang. If she thinks alone, her thinking is extremely limited. If one more person thinks about the problem, there will be more ideas. To be honest, Rong Jue, whether it is doing things or thinking about problems,
They all have keen intuition and are decisive in dealing with problems.
Putting aside the distracting thoughts in my mind, I came out of the bathroom after washing my face. I found someone soaked in wet pajamas and smoking on the bedside with half-open pajamas. I raised my eyebrows. Didn't it mean that I would wash it tomorrow? He was really fast and ran next door.
I went to wash the bathroom in the room.
Ichigo felt that there was something masculine about a man smoking, and the strong smell of tobacco lingered in the room. It was the type of tobacco he was used to smoking. I noticed that his addiction to cigarettes was not very big, and he only smoked one occasionally, as if to adjust his mood.
.Looking at his face shrouded in smoke, his facial features are not blurred, but have a hazy feel.
Silently he walked around the end of the bed and lay down on the other side. As soon as he touched the bed, he put out his cigarette and leaned over. His big hands familiarly placed on her waist, hugged her tightly, and his chest was close to her back.
Back. This is their common sleeping position these days, just like declaring sovereignty. He always likes to completely dominate her body, entangled with her limbs.
Not long after, there was even breathing coming from behind, hitting Jian Jian's heart again and again, and slowly the anxious mood calmed down. He closed his eyes and fell asleep after a while.
When Jian Jian arrived at the downstairs of Qingfeng Apartment on Champagne Avenue again, he did not take the elevator immediately to go upstairs, but slowly walked up the stairs. Five floors is not too high. After going around a few turns, he reached that floor. It was just right.
Someone opened the door and came out of Room 501 across the door. He thought about it briefly and then went forward to ask. Coincidentally, that person was the witness who immediately noticed the blood flowing out of Room 502.
He introduced himself as a friend of the deceased and wanted to know about the relevant situation at that time. The owner was very enthusiastic and repeated the detailed situation. It was basically consistent with what the police said at the beginning, and there was no big difference. Jian Jian did not go in again, but stood at the door and closed the door.
I closed my eyes and meditated for a while, sorted out all my thoughts, turned around, walked into the elevator and went downstairs.
As soon as I arrived downstairs, I received a call from Rong Jue: "I asked you to buy food, where did they go? Does it take more than an hour?"
"Didn't you say you wanted to change your taste? I just planned to go to Zui Xin Pavilion to buy some. You don't mind the things there. I just wanted to take a look at Tong Tong." He may be the most difficult person to serve in the world.
Even though she doesn't find fault with food recently, her mouth is still not as big as usual. Occasionally she buys something back, and if she doesn't like it, she frowns and takes a few bites.
"Then come back early, take a taxi back and forth, and I'll reimburse you."
"Thank you. It's best to agree to let me drive. It's faster and easier." Her car had already been dusted by him. As expected, the sound of a man grinding his teeth came from the other side: "You're dreaming!"
Smiling and hanging up the phone, the relationship between the two has been quite subtle recently. After they unanimously revealed what happened that day, they have almost always maintained such a peaceful relationship. Occasionally they quarrel and have some small struggles, but it is harmless.
Although he is still strong and likes to control her position at any time, he does not interfere too much and still gives her free space. Otherwise, how could she sneak here while buying food.
If he found out and came to investigate the case again, he would probably raise his eyebrows again. In the past few days, whenever she frowned and thought deeply, he would become extremely annoyed. After several times, he would grit his teeth and issue an order: Don't interfere with this matter anymore.
So far.
She also thought of stopping here, but there was a string in her heart that plucked, and she couldn't stop. The closer she got to the truth, the more timid she felt. She just hoped that the truth would not be what she thought.
This place is not far from Zuixin Pavilion. It takes more than 20 minutes to walk. Considering Rong Jue, I decided to take a taxi there. Walking into the store still feels like the first time you step in, fresh and elegant, like traveling through a fairyland. It's just a short distance away
I saw Tongtong sitting behind the bar with her head buried not knowing what she was doing.
"Lady boss, please pack some dishes."
Gu Tongtong raised her head when she heard the sound, and when she saw it was her, she immediately curled up her lips and smiled, "What brought you here?" She straightened up and walked out of the bar, said hello to the cashier girl next to her, and took the lead.
The man was about to go to the small private room.
Jian Jian smiled and shook her head, explaining her purpose. She had time, but Rong Jue was impatient. If she delayed any longer, she might have called again. Gu Tongtong understood and ordered the kitchen to cook, then turned around and said: "
Then let's make a pot of tea and drink while we wait?"
After a brief thought, "Let's go to the backyard and stand for a while. It's quiet there." Surprise flashed in Gu Tongtong's eyes. There were wolves in the backyard. She remembered that the last time Rong Jue took her in and came out, her face turned pale, but now she is still alive.
Dare to go?
What she didn't know was that Jian Jian actually entered the backyard once after that, and the experience that time was even more terrifying than the one with Rong Jue. An Minfeng was even scarier than the hungry wolf in the cage, with his cold eyes.
, it still makes her feel scared.
But human nerves are like this, and their courage grows stronger through repeated training. When she walked into the backyard again and saw the two wolves, Lu Youyou's eyes were still the same, but she lost the fear she had before.
After all, it is an animal kept in a cage. No matter how ferocious it is, it cannot break out of the cage.
What is really scary is actually humans, who lock up evil beasts and turn them into weapons or tools.