Putting a treasure in an office safe is problematic in itself, and this is a museum.
Although Gu Chen was not a professional museum administrator, he could still see that there were loopholes in it.
At the very least, there are no cameras installed inside or outside the office, which speaks for itself.
If according to the security guard's statement, it is only temporarily stored in the safe in the office, and then placed in the display cabinet after the museum is closed, this statement is actually far-fetched.
What's more, Director Bao met with friends privately in the office even though he knew that there were items to be exhibited in the office safe, which was completely against the regulations.
Gu Chen didn't think about other issues for the time being, but at this point, Gu Chen felt that there was something wrong with the curator himself.
Looking at Director Bao who fell to the ground, Gu Chen turned around and asked the security guard: "Has Director Bao only met one person here today?"
"Yes, that's Mr. Liao," the security guard said.
Gu Chen glanced at Lu Weiwei beside him.
Lu Weiwei understood immediately and said quickly: "I'll call him over."
Not long after, Liao Fan was brought to the office and looked at everyone with some confusion.
Before Gu Chen came here, he had been asked about the situation by Lu Weiwei, but this time, he wanted to say it again in front of Gu Chen.
"Mr. Liao Fan, can you tell me about the situation between you and Deputy Director Bao?" Gu Chen asked.
"Okay." Liao Fan nodded silently, looked at the body of his old friend, and said with some sadness: "I was assigned by the head office to come to Jiangnan City with our team to discuss cooperation projects with a team of screenwriters."
"Originally we arranged to meet this morning, but I met an old friend, Director Bao, at the entrance of the High-Speed Railway Hotel. We had met at the cultural relics exhibition in Shanghai, so we are familiar with each other."
"So you gave up the meeting with the screenwriting team and chose to chat with Director Bao, right?" Gu Chen asked again.
Liao Fan nodded silently: "That's right."
Gu Chen crossed his arms in front of his chest. After a few seconds of silence, he raised his head and asked him: "Then can I understand that if you put aside important cooperation projects and choose to catch up with old friends, is this considered a favor on the part of Director Bao?
Are things more important than the cooperation project you are about to discuss?"
Why did Gu Chen ask this? Because Gu Chen had contact with He Xiaofan's screenwriting team at that time and roughly understood the importance of this project.
It can be said that for this kind of large-scale project cooperation, at least the negotiating partners of both parties must be present.
And from Gu Chen's point of view, the production team made a special trip from Shanghai to Jiangnan City to show enough sincerity, at least hoping to reach a cooperation.
However, what makes people feel strange is that as an important member of the production team and a literary planner in the industry, when he was about to start discussions with the cooperation team, he temporarily chose not to attend because he met an old friend who had nothing to do with the industry.
Negotiating with cooperative teams is problematic in itself.
Of course, Liao Fan was also a smart man. He could tell from Gu Chen's words that he was doubting himself, so he replied with a faint smile:
"Comrade police, I think you have misunderstood. There is no conflict between discussing cooperation matters with partners and catching up with old friends."
"And let me tell you the truth, because this screenwriter team was recommended to the company by another screenwriter team in Shanghai."
"So with the endorsement of an excellent screenwriting team, and the screenwriting team from Jiangnan City, their achievements in writing their last drama are obvious to all, so our company is very relieved."
"This time I came here only to discuss the details, so even if I am absent, my team members can complete the discussion independently, so there is no conflict."
Liao Fan gave himself a very perfect explanation.
Of course, what he said is correct.
If the company has long been interested in cooperating with He Xiaofan's screenwriting team, then sending someone over to discuss the contract details is just a formality.
But even with this explanation, it can be seen that what Deputy Director Bao and Liao Fan want to communicate is actually as important as discussing cooperation projects.
So Gu Chen asked again: "When did you and Director Bao first meet? Where and what did they discuss?"
"Well, it was probably when our team first arrived at the hotel in the morning. After putting their luggage away, they were ready to go to the appointed location to discuss the details of the cooperation."
"It was also when I was in the lobby that I met Director Bao, so we chatted about our current situation."
After hesitating for a few seconds, Liao Fan raised his head and looked at Gu Chen: "Because the cooperation matter has been discussed long ago, I asked Wan Xiaojuan to take the others to the appointment first, and I will come later."
"But later, Curator Bao was too enthusiastic. We talked back and forth for a long time, and he never wanted me to leave."
"Don't want you to leave?" Lu Weiwei felt very surprised, thinking that she is the deputy director of a museum, and you are the literary planner of a production company.
Why should people bother you if you have a job that is beyond your reach?
Liao Fan seemed to see Lu Weiwei's concerns, so he added: "Please don't get me wrong, Director Bao wanted to discuss the project with me, so we chatted for a long time in a tea bar near the High-Speed Railway Hotel."
"What did you talk about?" Officer Wang asked.
"Just... some film and television drama projects about museums, because when we met in Shanghai, I mentioned to him that our company might start a film and television drama project about cultural relics."
"So Director Bao asked me to shoot at the Wanshan Museum. He wanted to use film and television dramas to promote the Wanshan Museum."
"Then what was your discussion like?" Gu Chen asked again.
Liao Fan shook his head: "I only made a verbal promise at the time, but I didn't take it seriously. After all, you know that the launch of film and television drama projects is not something that I, a literary planner, can decide."
"All partners, including filming locations and sponsors, have to go through normal procedures, so I just thought that Director Bao was joking and talking casually, so I verbally agreed, but I didn't take it seriously."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Taking a deep breath, Liao Fan put his hands into his trouser pockets and looked helpless: "But I didn't expect that Director Bao would take it seriously."
"Although we left each other business cards and added WeChat friends at that time, it was quite unexpected that we bumped into each other at the Jiangnan High Speed Rail Hotel today."
"Director Bao made the last request again and wants to discuss the details with me."
Walking in front of Lu Weiwei and Officer Wang, Liao Fan also spread his hands and said helplessly: "Think about it, after all, I made a verbal promise last time. If I don't fulfill it, it would be a bit unjustifiable."
"But our company's film and television projects related to cultural relics cannot be started overnight, so I have to explain to him and explain our operating procedures."
"So today Director Bao and I met and talked until noon. After having a casual meal outside, he warmly invited me to visit the Wanshan Museum, so I went."
"So, your visit to Wanshan Museum was purely accidental?" Gu Chen stared into Liao Fan's eyes with burning eyes.
Liao Fan was stunned for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses and replied with a couple of hums: "That's right, I was just called over temporarily to take a look."
"The main reason is that Director Bao was too enthusiastic and wanted me to take a look at the hardware of their museum, because he believed that the Wanshan Museum was very suitable for our company's shooting, so I was invited to come over for a walkthrough."
"What about the time? When did you come to Wanshan Museum?" Gu Chen recorded everything in the notebook in his hand and raised his head to ask him.
"Probably...after lunch, around 1 o'clock noon."
"Around 1 o'clock?" Gu Chen frowned slightly and continued to ask him: "Where have you been? Are there anyone else among you?"
"Well, it was just the two of us. He took me to visit the museum and then went to the office for a drink of water."
"Because I was absent from the contact with the screenwriting team in the morning, I told Director Bao that I needed to go back and discuss the project situation with the team members. After all, the company was still waiting for a reply in the afternoon, so at about 1:20 noon
At that time, I left Wanshan Museum."
"Are you going back to the high-speed rail hotel directly?" Lu Weiwei asked him.
Liao Fan nodded: "That's right, go back to the hotel directly, and then go to a banquet with the team members in the afternoon."
Glancing at Gu Chen, Liao Fan also said politely: "Then it was at the hotel, with Officer Gu and Officer Gu's friends. Officer Gu can testify to this."
"I can testify that you were with us around 5 o'clock." Gu Chen was also pragmatic.
However, Director Bao will meet only Liao Fan today.
If there is no proof that anyone else has been to Director Bao's office, then Liao Fan must be the first suspect.
But does he have an alibi?
When entering, the cigar was lit, and according to Yuan Shasha's estimation, the cigarette should be lit around 5 p.m.
During this time, Liao Fan was indeed in the hotel with him, having dinner with He Xiaofan's screenwriting team.
It can be seen that Liao Fan can be ruled out.
"But why did the murderer light a cigar in the office? What's the point?" Gu Chen also looked at the cigar placed back on the table and couldn't help but frown.
"If we follow common sense, after committing the crime, the murderer should first quickly take out the safe key from Director Bao, and then loot the safe."
"After all, Wanshan Museum has security guards. The murderer is not stupid enough to smoke a cigar leisurely and steal, right?"
Thinking of this, Gu Chen felt more and more that there seemed to be something wrong with this cigar.
At this time, Gu Chen came to the deceased Director Bao again, squatted down, and inspected Director Bao's body.
But not long after, Gu Chen discovered something fishy from the location of Director Bao's wound.
The wound... is not new, it seems to be a wound caused a few hours ago.
This made Gu Chen overjoyed.
"So Director Bao was not killed at 5pm?"
"And the lit cigar was just a cover-up for the murderer?"
"But why did the murderer do this? To confuse the time of the crime? How did the cigar get lit around 5 p.m.?"
"Does the murderer have to return to the director's office again after committing the crime? Isn't he afraid of being discovered?"
Thinking of this, Gu Chen was a little confused.
If we follow normal logic, after committing the previous crime, the murderer transferred the stolen goods, then returned to the director's office and lit the cigar to prove to the police that the deceased director Bao died around 5 o'clock. It seems that there was some element of deception.
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But the museum's security can prove it. Everyone is on duty in the lobby and has never been to the director's office.
These can be captured and retrieved through surveillance in the lobby outside Wanshan Museum, and these security guards, who usually have a very clear understanding of the museum's internal security system, will not be stupid enough to leave traces of their own crimes.
However, judging from the scene, there were no signs of a fight in the office.
Let’s look at Director Bao’s body again. He was a big, strong man. If an ordinary person wanted to fight him to the death, they would not be able to succeed easily.
It can be seen that the murderer must be very familiar with Director Bao, and he was very close to him. He launched a sudden attack, and Director Bao was caught off guard.
Only this condition can satisfy the condition of killing with one hit on the spot.
"It's not a security guard. The only person who visited me at noon was Liao Fan, and the time when Liao Fan left the office was indeed close to the time of Director Bao's death."
"If the murderer is really Liao Fan, how can he prove that he was not at the scene at the time of the crime? Could it be... a lit cigar?"
Gu Chen's eyes suddenly lit up, and he felt that all the doubts he had before seemed to become clear at this moment.
The various data streams in my mind seem to be constantly tumbling.
Gu Chen used his master's level of logical reasoning to roughly understand that if the murderer was Liao Fan, then this lit cigar would obviously be the best proof of his alibi at the crime scene.
The murderer apparently used a lit cigar to confuse the time of the crime.
This made the police mistakenly believe that 5 p.m. was the actual time of the crime.
But corpses don't lie.
Even though the murderer was highly skilled, Gu Chen was not a vegetarian.
The blood stains on the wound and Director Bao's death symptoms had already made Gu Chen see something fishy.
"The time of Director Bao's death was definitely not 5 p.m., but...around 1 p.m."
"If this is the case, then the time of Liao Fan's crime will match."
"And if the murderer sets the time to light the cigar at 5 p.m., it will obviously be beneficial to the real murderer to make the police believe that 5 p.m. is the time to commit the crime."
"Because at this time, Liao Fan was drinking and dining with everyone in the hotel, and everyone became his alibi."
"In this way, the biggest beneficiary of confusing the concept of time is Liao Fan."
Gu Chen suddenly raised his head and glanced at Liao Fan.
Liao Fan seemed to realize that Gu Chen was wary of him, so he quickly looked away and pretended that he had not seen it.
"How did he do it? How did he light that cigar without himself being there?"
Gu Chen looked around and began to use his professional level of observation to observe all the details of the surrounding environment.
However, just when Gu Chen walked to the window and looked at a signal tower in the distance, casting a long shadow in the sunset.
Gu Chen turned around and looked at the direction the shadow was pointing.
On the table, a globe, a telescope and some other antiques came into view.
Gu Chen's eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly understood how the murderer committed the crime.
"Yes, that's it." Gu Chen couldn't help but said aloud.
Lu Weiwei turned around and looked thoughtfully: "Speaking of Junior Brother Gu, what did you discover?"
"I know how this cigar was lit at 5 o'clock." Gu Chen quickly walked to the place where the cigar was placed, looked at the telescope on the table, and suddenly grinned.
Lu Weiwei was stunned: "You know?"
"That's right." Gu Chen walked to the desk, placed the lit cigar where he had just picked it up, and after observing the telescope again, he vowed:
"After committing the crime, the murderer placed the cigar on the table, then adjusted the focus of the telescope to the position of the sun at five o'clock in the afternoon and pointed it at the butt of the cigar."
"In this way, when around 5 p.m., the sunlight passing through the telescope will focus on the cigar and ignite it, thus creating the illusion that Director Bao was killed at 5 p.m."
Looking back at Liao Fan, Gu Chen smiled lightly and said, "Actually, Director Bao had already been killed as early as around 1 p.m. when Mr. Liao Fan came to visit."
"And during that time, you were the only one present, Mr. Liao."
"Wha...what?" Liao Fan's face suddenly froze when he heard Gu Chen's words. His expression suddenly changed and he sneered, "You mean, I killed Director Bao?"
"That's right, you were the one who killed Director Bao." Gu Chen was confident this time and strode up to Liao Fan.
Liao Fan seemed to be completely suppressed by Gu Chen's momentum. He couldn't help but take two steps back and tried his best to defend himself: "You must have made a mistake. The murderer should be someone else. Director Bao was obviously killed around 5 p.m.
The murderer killed him, and I was having dinner with you, Officer Gu, at 5pm."
"Mr. Liao, I advise you to calm down first." Seeing that Liao Fan was agitated, Gu Chen pressed his hands as a kind reminder.
Then Gu Chen walked to Director Bao's body, pointed to the wound on Director Bao's head and explained: "This wound is not new. Judging from the blood on it and the changes in the wound, it was obviously caused before."
"Going forward, Director Bao has not been in contact with anyone in the afternoon, and no one has been to Director Bao's office, so the last person he saw must be you."
"No... no, you must be mistaken." Seeing what Gu Chen said, Liao Fan strongly refuted: "I'm just here for a visit, and what you said about using a telescope to light a cigar is complete nonsense.
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"If I didn't know the scene extremely well, how could I have calculated the focal point at about 5 p.m. at about 1 p.m.?"
When Gu Chen heard this, he also smiled slightly: "Don't tell me I've forgotten. That's right. If you haven't been to this office in advance and know something about the focal length of the sun, it would be very difficult for someone to do it."
"Furthermore, the direction of sunlight changes every day, and the position of sunlight is also different within a week, so errors are likely to occur."
"But the shorter the time, the smaller the change direction of the sunlight. If the focus point is calculated within two days, the probability of success may be high."
Looking up at Liao Fan, Gu Chen smiled slightly: "So Mr. Liao Fan, this is not the first time you have come to this office, and this is not the first time you have come to this museum."
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