Chapter 421 Who can understand the sorrow of being a dancer
Since Huang Landeng was hospitalized, Kuntai had no scruples at the police station. Soon, he transmitted the surveillance footage of Sinuo going to the overpass when Li died.
There are three videos in total, which are video footage of two intersections and the entrance to the overpass.
Along the way, He Xie did not conceal his whereabouts, so on the surveillance screen, you can clearly see He Xie and Sinuo walking side by side.
"It's that He Xiansen, Axiang's new boyfriend!" Tang Ren was shocked, "The story behind the scenes has something to do with him?"
"Now, it seems that it is like this." Qin Feng's expression was full of solemnity, and he found the surveillance video of Li being hit by a car and took a look.
He froze the screen at the moment when Li staggered forward and fell forward, then zoomed in on the screen and observed it carefully inch by inch.
Although the picture was blurry, Qin Feng analyzed the angle at which Li stumbled to the ground and his body movements and analyzed that the reason why Li suddenly rushed to the driveway was because he was hit on the crook of his leg, causing him to instantly lose his balance and become unstable.
Caused by.
He zoomed in on the picture and settled on the crook of Li's left leg.
This time, you could clearly see a black shadow flying down from above and hitting the crook of Li's leg.
Tang Ren had been watching from the side. When he saw this scene, he couldn't help but screamed: "What the hell is this?"
"A stone?" Qin Feng guessed.
"Then he was really unlucky," Tang Ren breathed a sigh of relief, "Maybe another car passed by and the broken head hit him."
"You, please see clearly, when he was hit, there was only the big truck that hit him a hundred meters ahead and behind the road, and there were no other cars at all!" Qin Feng zoomed out and showed Tang Ren to check.
Tang Ren was startled: "Where did that Jie Xitou fly over from?"
Qin Feng said quietly, "Look, look at the angle, it happened to be flying down from the overpass above."
Tang Ren looked at Qin Feng suspiciously: "On the overpass, while he was washing Xiang, the little girl and Axiang's new boyfriend were on the overpass. Do you suspect that they are blind? It's impossible, Li Jie! The overpass is almost five meters high.
It's so far away, how can you accurately throw a piece of Xitou on Li's lap?"
"Even if he uses a slingshot or other launching equipment, how can he be sure that if he hits Li on the leg, Li will definitely fall forward?" The more Tang Ren said, the more ridiculous he felt, and he couldn't help shaking his head.
Qin Feng also frowned tightly, this was exactly what he couldn't figure out.
but……
He looked at Tang Ren: "Do you still remember that last night at Axiang's house, Mr. He, five meters away, hit the big stupid man's head with the tea cup in his hand accurately?"
"Of course I remember! When Xi, everyone was shocked by him!" Tang Rendao, he was stunned for a moment, then slapped his thigh, pointed at Qin Feng and shouted excitedly: "I'm crazy, he can do the legendary
The magical power of playing chicken!"
This time Qin Feng did not refute Tang Ren's "fallacy", but looked thoughtful.
"Damn! What do you mean, Li's washing was not an accident, but he was blinded!" Tang Ren's face was full of horror, and he took a breath. "But, the pretty boy named He, why did you blind him?"
"I don't know yet," Qin Feng took a deep breath, and his expression became a little more excited again, "But it's almost over. I feel that we are getting closer to the truth. Let's go!"
After saying that, Qin Feng turned around and left.
"Where to go?" Tang Ren hurriedly followed.
"Go, go to Li's house, maybe you will find something!" Qin Feng said without stopping, "You, please contact Brother Tai again. The police must have Li's autopsy report and ask him to send a copy."
Rocca's law says that any contact will leave traces.
This sentence applies not only to Li, but also to He Xie.
He Xie believed that his methods were extraordinary and he could do things without anyone noticing, but what he didn't expect was that his interference not only failed to prevent Qin Feng from solving the case, but actually made it faster than the original plot.
Rhythm!
Qin Feng is getting closer and closer to the truth. He is just missing a thread to completely connect the whole thing.
Maybe in the next second, Qin Feng will be able to peel off the cocoon and completely restore the truth.
If this is really the case, just looking at the invisible contest between He Xie and Qin Feng, He Xie undoubtedly lost completely.
But looking at the whole thing, He Xie won. Because there was no evidence to prove that Li murdered someone, and there was no evidence to prove that He Xie killed someone.
On the contrary, there is no way to evade the irrefutable evidence of Tang Ren's "crime".
Tang Ren's blame has been laid, and even if Qin Feng guesses the truth, it will be of no use.
Judging from this result, He Xie's goal has been achieved.
At night in the Shanghai Song and Dance Hall, a group of people in suits and leather shoes sat under the stage, clapping their hands and accompanying the singers on the stage with ecstasy, as if they were listening to fairy music.
All of these people are big bosses in the business community in Thailand and Beijing, and they all have a common behind-the-scenes boss, Mr. Yan.
Every afternoon, Mr. Yan would come here to sing, and when Mr. Yan came off the stage to rest, it was time for them to report on their work.
Nowadays, He Xie, Li Dai and Tao Jian will naturally not change Mr. Yan's tradition easily.
It's just that it's really embarrassing
"How many people have gone through joys and sorrows just to live!" He Xie sang with intoxication on his face.
"Sorrows and joys..." All the bosses below clapped their hands and sang in harmony.
"How many people have shed blood and tears for life!" He Xie continued to sing while taking coquettish dance steps.
"Shedding all the blood and tears..." The baritone voice of the bosses was very rich, and the accompaniment was also very attentive.
"Who can I complain to?" He Xie gritted his teeth and squeezed out this sentence.
While dancing the disco for the elderly, he deliberately sang with a tone-deaf voice. It was obviously extremely awkward, but he had to pretend to be very involved.
According to He Xie's understanding, Mr. Yan only came here to sing Han Baoyi's songs, and his three favorite songs were "Dancing Girl", "Pink Memories" and "Pasts Can Only Be Reminisced".
Every day, he sings these three songs at least eight times.
What a weird taste is this?
Just when He Xie sang the most exciting part of the chorus, Chachai walked in hurriedly and looked at He Xie, as if he was hesitant to speak.
He Xie danced non-stop, waving to Chachai in the audience.
Chachai understood immediately and hurriedly went on stage. While keeping up with He Xie's dance steps, he whispered in He Xie's ear: "Mr. Yan, the third master's people have come to Taijing."
He Xie made a waiting gesture for him, his eyes suddenly widened in anger, his anger dropped from his Dantian, his fists were clenched, and his head was raised forty-five degrees: "Ah... who can understand the sorrow of being a dancer? I would rather
Even when you are shedding tears, you must smile at others. Ah... come on, come on, dance, your steps start to sway, no matter who the other person is, life is just a dream!"
"good!"
There was a sudden burst of cheers and applause from below.
He Xie smiled and put down the phone.
Hello, you big daddies!
I feel like throwing up after singing it just once. How did you manage to keep listening to it for decades and still be so mesmerized?
A bunch of sycophants, nothing!
"Go on," He Xie said to Chacai while ordering a song.
Third Master is the Eight-faced Buddha.
He Xiegang was still thinking about how to deal with the Eight-faced Buddha, but he didn't expect that the people from the Eight-faced Buddha would now arrive in Taipei.
