The interrogation officially began, and Bai Xianxian recounted what happened after Feng Yuan arrived at her home that night. The content was consistent with what she said in the hospital the day before.
She repeatedly emphasized that she did not kill Feng Yuan and did not hear anything unusual.
"How do you usually sleep?" Duan Mo asked.
"As actors, we have abnormal work and rest schedules, and poor sleep quality is a common problem for most people. I'm a light sleeper, so the room was additionally soundproofed." Bai Xianxian rubbed her brows and took the opportunity to complain, "Last night I almost fell asleep
I didn’t sleep in the hotel. The room next door was too noisy, especially those people who were swearing. I hope I can change rooms.”
Duanmo did not answer her question, but asked: "If you can't sleep at home, will you take medicine? For example, sleeping pills?"
"Taking sleeping pills is not good for your health. I usually only take melanin."
They didn't find sleeping pills at Bai Xianxian's house, but they did find a few bottles of melanin-removing, imported brands.
"Drinking milk before going to bed can help you sleep, haven't you tried it?" Duanmo said.
Bai Xianxian nodded: "I insist on drinking it every day. The effect is not clear, but there is no harm in it anyway."
Yan Yishuai suddenly changed the subject: "What is your relationship with Feng Yuan?"
Bai Xianxian looked at him strangely: "Do you still need to ask? He is my agent! Didn't you already know that?"
"No, I mean besides work." Yan Yishuai raised his chin slightly and looked at her, "If the relationship is just between the manager and the artist, how come he often stays at your house?"
"He used to be my agent and I have known him for many years. Apart from work, we are still friends. Is it normal to live in a friend's house?" Bai Xianxian asked in return.
"What kind of friends are you?" Yan Yishuai's eyebrows moved up and down, "You and Di Xu, or Lin Jianbin?"
In a previous inquiry, Bai Xianxian had admitted that she had an abnormal relationship with Di Xu and Lin Jianbin. Now he asked this, obviously to confirm whether she and Feng Yuan were like that.
Bai Xianxian frowned: "Officer Yan, I don't understand why you are always interested in this kind of thing. Can I satisfy your curiosity by admitting it?"
There was a hint of sarcasm on Yan Yishuai's lips: "Miss Bai Xianxian, I don't have that kind of special hobby. All questions revolve around the case and are not beyond the scope. Please answer them directly."
"So what!" Bai Xianxian said angrily, "We are all adults. We are not married and have no boyfriend or girlfriend. What we do is not illegal, right?"
"Of course it's not illegal. But..." Yan Yishuai paused, "Since you have that kind of relationship, why do you sleep on the third floor and he sleeps on the second floor?" There are only two of them at home, and there is no need to hide from others.
, but one upstairs and one downstairs.
"My house has many rooms, so there is no need to crowd them together." At this time, Bai Xianxian no longer cared about her own image and rolled her eyes.
"Okay." Yan Yishuai shrugged, "I'll show you some photos first."
He stood up and placed the photo on the fender of the interrogation chair.
As soon as Bai Xianxian's eyes fell on the photos, she immediately shrank back as if she had seen a ghost. Unfortunately, she couldn't escape because of the confinement of the chair, so she waved all the photos to the ground with her hands, and at the same time
He made a few "ahhhh" sounds from his mouth.
The photos were taken at the crime scene, including the full picture of the body and some close-ups of parts. The pixels and color reproduction are extremely high, truly reproducing the bloody scene at the scene.
"Oh...how could you do this!" Yan Yishuai sighed and picked up all the photos, picked one from the middle, and raised it in front of her, "Look carefully, there is a knife inserted into the back of Feng Yuan's corpse.
A knife, do you recognize this knife? It’s your fruit knife.”
"When the hourly workers were cleaning the kitchen the next morning, they only found a scabbard thrown on the kitchen counter. They also asked you where you put the knife. Do you still remember this?"
Anyone who looked at it without warning would be startled by that kind of photo. When she realized what she was doing, Bai Xianxian was still pale with fright, but she was not as panicked as before.
She looked away and said with a trembling voice: "That's what happened, but I didn't look at him carefully at the time and didn't know he had a knife on him."
Yan Yishuai took the photo back and asked, "Since you don't know, why do you have your fingerprints on this knife?"
Bai Xianxian lowered her eyes and blinked her eyelids quickly a few times, as if she was thinking.
After a while, she said: "I used it to cut kiwi fruit that day, maybe it was at that time that it got my fingerprints on it."
"Where did you cut it? Exactly when? Where did you put the knife after cutting? Also, who used it after that?" Yan Yishuai asked a series of questions.
Bai Xianxian raised her eyes and looked at him and said: "In the afternoon, I can't remember what time it was. After cutting it, I rinsed it with water and put it on the cooking table. I took the kiwi fruit to the living room and ate it with a spoon.
The small plates and spoons were placed on the coffee table. The hourly workers came the next day and they collected them. I don't know if anyone used the knife afterwards."
"Didn't you eat any more fruit after that?" Yan Yishuai asked.
Bai Xianxian replied: "No, in order to stay in shape, the daily intake of fruits must be controlled."
Yan Yishuai leaned back in his chair, put his hands on his shoulders and asked, "Besides Qiu Tong and Feng Yuan, did anyone else go to your house that day?"
Bai Xianxian thought for a while and said: "The hourly worker came here in the morning, and there was a courier delivery person in the afternoon. Tongtong opened the door to collect it."
"Why did the hourly worker come so early on the day the body was discovered?" Duanmo interjected.
Zhao Fang, the hourly worker, said that it was Qiu Tong who informed them to go there early the day before.
Bai Xianxian said: "I have to go to the company in the afternoon, so I asked Tongtong to call in advance and ask them to come early."
"Haven't you put off all your work recently? Why do you still go to the company to do it?" Yan Yishuai asked.
"I have a contract with the company. The work is just suspended, not withdrawn." Bai Xianxian was a little impatient, "I went to the company just to make plans for the future. I can't leave Liancheng for the time being, so I will pick some nearby work to do.
You can’t stay at home all the time.”
These words sounded quite resentful, and the corner of Yan Yishuai's mouth raised a mocking arc: "I'm afraid it's not as simple as not being able to leave Liancheng now. Feng Yuan died in your home, only the two of you were there, and you were on the murder weapon.
Fingerprints, who is the murderer..."
He didn't say the rest, but his meaning was very clear. All the evidence at the scene pointed directly to Bai Xianxian, leaving no room for argument.
Bai Xianxian has been thinking about this problem for the past two days, and she has finally figured it out. This time the matter is very difficult. Because of this, she no longer pretends to be crazy, but always reminds herself to be calm.
"I know that the current situation is very unfavorable to me, but I really did not kill anyone. I want to see my lawyer. He should be able to find a way to help me find evidence that I did not kill anyone."