Yuan Chen nodded, this discovery was within his expectation.
"So, I checked the surveillance on all the roads leading to the villa on the day of the incident."
She walked to the computer and made some adjustments. Soon, a video started playing on the screen.
On a dark night, a black car drove towards me.
Li Ting pressed the pause button to freeze the picture and zoom in. At this time, she could clearly see the man in the driver's seat who was on the phone.
"You see, this is Wen Jinglun."
In the video, he stopped the car at a gas station, and it seemed that he was preparing to refuel the car.
He obviously doesn't have the habit of wearing makeup, so he doesn't look much different in real life than he does on TV.
"The presumed time of death was 8 pm on Saturday, and the time he passed a gas station in the city was 7:18 pm on Saturday. Later, we also found that he returned via the same road at 8:51 pm." Li
Ting continued.
"Well...from surveillance to fingerprints, plus **, as long as the DNA test results come out, the game is basically over."
Li Ting nodded while listening, "But is it really that simple?"
After working together for so long, she already knows that Yuan Chen is not a person who jumps to conclusions easily, and there may be other reasons why he said this.
"Individual affairs and murder are actually nothing to giant politicians."
"However, there is one thing that is very troublesome."
Yuan Chen frowned slightly.
"The test results of the DNA collected from the villa have come out, and they are all from men."
"Are they all men?" Yuan Chen asked again.
"Yes, what belongs to women belongs only to Yin Minli."
"This...how is this possible? How many men has Yin Minli taken care of..."
He couldn't speak any more.
............
In a bar in Songhu District, a middle-aged woman wearing a gray trench coat was sitting in front of the bar. She was holding her head, and her big golden waves were very conspicuous.
The night view of the bar is so eerie that it makes people's eyes blurred. The feeling of thinly and shallowly dripping into the wine glass filled with colorful liquids and slowly sinking is intoxicating.
Although the lights are dazzling, they are not so noisy; although the music is exciting, it is as refreshing as a waterfall; although the red wine is seductive, it is so tempting. The gentle waiters and handsome bartenders are the most beautiful things here.
embellishment.
Under the dim light, the bartender swayed gently, mixing a colorful cocktail extremely elegantly; the flashing neon lights attracted one after another hungry souls in need of comfort.
In the bar, strangers sat in twos and threes, talking to each other, and the singer's infectious singing slowly filled the air.
The gorgeous lights illuminated the goblet filled with Lafite, and the ambiguous tones between the glasses eroded the hearts of the anesthetized people. In the dark corner, there were only greetings from music, silently playing with the wine glass in their hands, and the crystal liquid seemed to have a slight tinge.
Light. In this bar with few visitors, only this trace of fluorescent light remains.
"Give me a glass of water." A man's voice came from behind.
"Okay, sir."
The man took the cup and took a sip.
"You always feel thirsty all day long." He suddenly said.
The middle-aged woman turned back and looked curiously at the man sitting next to her.
"Are you talking to me?"
The man ignored him and continued to talk to himself.
"Alcohol poisoning is now incurable, and there is no way to receive treatment in China."
The woman smiled and put down the wine glass in her hand.
"Do you know me?"
"I know your husband very well."
"Oh, it turns out it's the new secretary." She said and filled the glass with wine.
The man turned his head, and there seemed to be some deep meaning in his eyes.
"No, I am the one who will destroy your family."
The woman's hand holding the wine bottle stopped in the air.
"Let me introduce myself. My surname is Yuan, Mrs. Wen. Nice to meet you."
After Yuan Chen finished speaking, he picked up the cup in his hand and drank the water in one gulp.
After knowing Yuan Chen's identity, the woman was not so nervous. She still sat there with an indifferent expression.
A bouquet of flowers was placed in front of the two people. It seemed to be a bonsai used to decorate the bar, but it already showed signs of withering.
Look at the woman sitting next to you. When she was young, she was a delicate flower. But now, she is old and yellow, no one cares for her, and no one loves her anymore.
"There is a reason why flowers wither."
The woman chuckled lightly, but she didn't seem to hear the underlying meaning of Yuan Chen's words.
"My husband has a bright future, why should I tell you his scandal?" she asked back.
"Because you are probably the only female citizen who hates Secretary Wen." Yuan Chen fiddled with the wine glass and said teasingly.
"Hahahahaha."
Mrs. Wen burst out laughing. This was the most relaxed moment Yuan Chen had seen since seeing her.
After laughing, she took a sip of wine and breathed a long sigh of relief. Only then did Mrs. Wen's mood stabilize.
"You ask me if I know about his affair? Well...that's right. Speaking of it, it can be considered an affair." She pursed her lips and smiled bitterly, her expression actually a little sad.
"My husband...is really a perfect man." She smiled again.
"But, he has a single weakness." She tilted her head and stared straight at Yuan Chen.
"Do you know what it is?"
Yuan Chen glanced at her, knowing that there was no need to speak now.
Mrs. Nawen moved her head closer and said in an extremely pretentious voice:
"He hates the smell of women and likes men."
After saying this, she smiled even more and quickly filled up the wine glass again.
Yuan Chen stared at her blankly. Although he would not show his emotions on his face, he was already extremely shocked inside.
Mrs. Wen took a sip of wine and then said:
"It seems that he also has a boyfriend whom he meets regularly and has a formal relationship. Ha, I have forgotten when it started. He always gets a sudden call and the expression on his face is very depressed."
As she spoke, she made gestures on her face with her fingers. She looked obviously drunk.
"I don't know if it's because his boyfriend is tired of him or something."
Yuan Chen felt dizzy after hearing this. No matter what, he always felt very uncomfortable when he heard that a man had a "boyfriend".
"Do you know why flowers are placed in vases?" she asked back.
Yuan Chen looked at the flower but said nothing.
"It's to serve as a foil for the vase. I am the flower that withers day by day for the sake of the vase."