Deserted Island: The Survival Journey of a Beautiful President

"Shooting Tik Tok, Draining"

The waiter handed the phone to the boss.

"Oh, can you show me?" Li Jingheng asked.

"Can"

Li Jingheng took the phone and played the latest video, which was a video of the opening of the bar taken by the waiter.

"After this video is shot, we still need to do some post-processing," the waiter said.

Mo Qing also came over and watched the video carefully.

"Have you made many videos like this?" Li Jingheng played the next clip.

The owner of the bar replied with a smile: "Since the beginning of this year, we will shoot a section every three to five times to attract popularity and make our bar an online celebrity shop.

You know that it is the most profitable to run an online celebrity shop now."

Li Jingheng was noncommittal, "Did you take a video on the day of the incident?"

"This..." The bar owner thought for a while, then looked at the waiter next to him, "This is usually done by the staff, and I rarely ask."

"Yes." The waiter reached out and swiped the screen of the phone, "I took a video on the night when the incident happened, and it seemed that Awang took it."

"Awang?"

Li Jingheng's deep eyes were fixed on the picture played on the screen of the mobile phone.

In the bustling bar, men and women are dancing their limbs, breathing the hormones exuded by each other amidst the manic music, and everyone is showing the most primitive wildness.

On the wild dance floor, a woman in a plain long-sleeved dress hurried through the crowd. She was like a lotus unstained by mud, and her elegant temperament was incompatible with the atmosphere of the bar.

The video doesn't focus on the women, it's mainly on the writhing beauties.

This is the best material for drainage.

Sexy girls are always more attractive than other genres.

Li Jingheng looked at the woman at the edge of the camera, and he pressed the pause button. The elegant woman's slender palm was wearing a pair of white gloves, and the long-sleeved arm of her right hand was bulging, as if she was hiding something.

The palm is seen along the bulge where a hammerhead is visible.

Even though the woman has covered it with her palm, the hammerhead is still recognizable.

She hid a hammer in her sleeve.

Li Jingheng looked serious, "You haven't sent this video yet, have you?"

The waiter shook his head, "No, what happened that day was too big, and these materials haven't had time to edit yet."

"Well, by the way, is this phone private or public?"

"Public, specially used for shooting videos"

"Okay, I see, send me a copy of this video"

"no problem"

After getting the video, the two left the bar.

Mo Qing said: "Can the video just now be used as incriminating evidence?"

Li Jingheng said: "No, at least Basong's case cannot directly prove that she killed someone."

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and called the person who called "Thai Beijing News".

"Hey, I want you to check someone for me. Two days ago, a driver who was drunk and killed someone should still be detained by the police. I will send you my detailed information later."

After hanging up the phone, Li Jingheng said in a deep voice, "Next, let's find a place to wait for the results."

After half an hour.

Li Jingheng's cell phone received a message about the driver.

It includes the most basic identity information, bank statement, and interpersonal relationship.

Li Jingheng read one by one, and finally stopped at the bank statement.

Two days ago, on the day the driver was drunk, a remittance of 600 million was received in his bank account.

The amount is huge and comes from a private account.

Following the private account tracing, the account holder's information was quickly locked.

The account holder has lived in other places for a long time and has no contact with the driver. However, after digging into the daily interpersonal relationship of the account holder, Li Jingheng saw a familiar name.

"I didn't expect this matter to be related to her." Mo Qing was slightly surprised.

"Come on, let's go to her house"

Li Jingheng put away his computer bag and took Mo Qing to his mother's house.

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Bassoon's villa.

The courtyard was deserted, and now there was no one in the bustling villa, and the servants had all been dismissed.

Under the scorching sun, this huge villa looked a little gloomy.

Mo Qing rang the doorbell.

After a while, the door opened.

Supasha looked at the two people standing at the door, smiled and invited them into the house.

"The servants have been dismissed. This room hasn't been cleaned for two days. Please sit down and I'll pour you tea."

Supasha walked into the kitchen.

Mo Qing and Li Jingheng were sitting on the soft sofa.

Supasha brought two glasses of water, Mo Qing and Li Jingheng took them and put them on the tea table without moving.

"I don't know if you two are looking for me for something?" Supasha asked.

Li Jingheng said directly: "For Basong's case"

Supasha's expression was gloomy, "Haven't you already found out that the real culprit is Song En?"

"Yes, but he's not the only murderer"

"Are there other murderers?" Supasha asked in surprise.

Li Jingheng said: "Miss Supasha, why are you surprised, shouldn't you have known about this?"

He kept staring at the woman in front of him, observing her micro-expression.

Supasha looked puzzled, "Know what?"

"Miss Supasha didn't think we dared to come to you because we didn't prepare anything?" Li Jingheng smiled confidently.

This time, Supasha's expression changed slightly, but soon returned to normal, "I don't know what you are talking about, Mr. Li, Mr. Mo, don't think that I am the only woman here who can mess around!"

Li Jingheng snorted coldly, took out his mobile phone, and played the footage shot that night in Ngawang.

When Supasha saw this video, she smiled lightly, but said nothing.

"We checked the monitoring. During the time when the incident happened, Zhang Yiming left the box and went to the toilet on the east side. A few minutes later, you also left the box, and 5 minutes later, you came back."

Li Jingheng took out the surveillance video of that night again.

"Five minutes is neither long nor short. Killing one person is enough. I want to ask where did you go during the five minutes you left? Why did you hold a hammer when you left the box?"

Supasha's eyes were flat, "I didn't expect you to investigate the case, and finally found me. Well, I took a hammer and left the box. I went outside to relax after 5 minutes, because the box was very noisy. too boring
As for why I bring a hammer, because the bar is crowded with good and bad people, I am afraid that someone will hurt me, so I bring a hammer for self-defense, is it ok? "

This reason seems nonsense, but in fact it is impeccable.

Li Jingheng said: "I think there should be another explanation. You and Song En are in the same group. The night of the incident was your birthday. You deliberately brought Basong into the bar.
When the incident happened, Zheng Shiyuan knocked Basong unconscious and left immediately. Basong was still alive at the time. Afterwards, you took the hammer belonging to Zhang Yiming from the box.
The reason why Zhang Yiming was taken away is because you learned that Zhang Yiming broke into the toilet and was knocked unconscious by Zheng Shiyuan, so you followed the trend and planned to blame him."

"You entered the toilet on the east side through the vent outside the bar, used the hammer to kill the seriously injured Bassoon, and then left the hammer in the toilet"

"However, I also admire you. You dare to do such a dangerous move when you are three months pregnant."

After Li Jingheng finished speaking, he looked at Supasha.

"Detective Li, you made up a good story." Supasha clapped her hands, "You said so many things that wronged me, what evidence can prove that I killed the person?"