Fast Transmigration: Embarrassed

Chapter 197 Meow meow with me (11)

Peng Han wrote a few words in the notebook, then suddenly raised his head and asked, "Where are the money and jewelry?"

Ximen Qiang's expression froze, and he turned his head unnaturally, "What money?"

What did Peng Han not understand? He sneered, "I just burned my clothes and shoes, so how much time did it take? You also said that you have difficulty in cash flow recently. Linda has never understood that 'wealth should not be exposed. ’, I’m sure there are valuable things in the house, and they all have long hands saying to you, ‘Come and get it, if you don’t get it for nothing, don’t take it’, isn’t it?”

Ximen Qiang couldn't hold back his face anymore, his face was as red as a monkey's butt, "I just borrowed it for emergency."

"borrow?"

Peng Han didn't even know how this Ximenqiang managed to secure his current position as general manager.Oh, isn't he in financial difficulty, so it's scientific.

"Even if you borrowed it, how do you plan to return it to Linda? Will you burn it to her on Qingming Festival?" Peng Han was really pissed off by this stupid client.

And, most importantly, "The entrustment fee you promised..." Peng Han looked at Ximenqiang suspiciously, "The entrustment fee of Haohan Firm is not low, I think I need to confirm again, I don't charge the property of the deceased of."

"Look at what you said." Ximen Qiang broke out in a cold sweat, and said awkwardly, "Even if I go bankrupt, I still have to pay the commission fee, otherwise I wouldn't have a chance to spend it."

Peng Han nodded. He checked it out. Although Ximenqiang was a little over two hundred and fifty, he was still economically savvy. Dongfeng Group's current operations were not bad, so this entrustment fee would not hurt Ximenqiang.Otherwise, Dongfang Qingyun is not a blind fool, it is impossible for him to be the general manager for so long.

"Boss Ximen, where did you put all those stolen goods?" Peng Han asked, looking directly into Ximenqiang's eyes.

"Then how can it be called stolen goods... well, it is stolen goods." Ximen Qiang laughed halfway, and was shrunk by Peng Han, "I was buried under the tree in the yard of Linda's house. After this period of time has passed, go to pick up..."

Peng Han helped his forehead, he should send someone to investigate, Dongfang Qingyun may have Alzheimer's or cataract.

In any case, Peng Han has already accepted Ximenqiang's commission, and if he chooses him halfway, it will affect the reputation of Haohan Firm.

Peng Han patiently asked Ximenqiang about the situation at the scene, and whether he had offended anyone recently in business or in love.

"Finally, let me ask you one more question." Peng Han asked after thinking for a while, "Did you find anything unusual at the scene of the crime that day, that is, apart from the victim and the chaos in the living room at that time, was there anything special?" Or things are different from when you went there before?"

"Not the same? Let me think about it." Ximen Qiang has now handed over his old background to Peng Han, using him as his life-saving straw, and answered his questions very seriously, "Yes! After I went in that day, I sneezed several times."

Peng Han frowned, "Sneezing? The temperature of the air conditioner was very low at that time? This matter is very important, and it is very likely that it was a method used by the murderer to confuse the time of Linda's death."

"That's not the case." Ximen Qiang smiled awkwardly, "The indoor temperature was normal at that time, but I suffer from allergic rhinitis and am allergic to many things. Ever since Linda found out, she has paid special attention to the fact that there is no room temperature. They are all very clean, and there are never any flowers, and small animals have never been raised."

It was only then that Peng Han remembered that when he read the information yesterday, it seemed that it was mentioned that Ximen Qiang had allergic rhinitis.

"Then did you notice any changes in the environment at that time? There must be something on the scene that made you allergic." Peng Han stared at Ximenqiang and asked seriously.

"It's really not there, at least I didn't find out at the time." Ximen Qiang patted the table angrily, "I'm a careless person, so I didn't think about it at the time, and thought I was scared at the time."

Peng Han glanced at him speechlessly, and said to himself, you are not careless, but lack of understanding.He had heard that some people would urinate, cry, or hiccup when scared, but he had never heard of people sneezing non-stop because they were scared.

Coming out of the detention center, Peng Han sat in the car and made a direct call, "Hi, it's me. I want to visit the scene where Linda was killed. Um, okay, thank you."

Qixi sat in the driver's seat and asked without looking back, "Boss, are we going to Yuhe New City now?"

"En." Peng Han simply answered one word, then opened his notebook, and stared blankly at the few lines he just wrote.

The detention center was not too far from Yuhe New City. Half an hour later, Peng Han and Qixi were already standing in the living room of Linda's house.

There is a drawn human figure on the ground, which is the state of Linda's death at that time.Except for a few physical evidences that were taken away by the police, the other things basically remained unchanged, and the state when the police entered was maintained.

Peng Han took out his mobile phone, clicked it a few times, took pictures of the general situation of the room and archived it, and then slowly walked around the living room.

When he walked to the dining table, Peng Han squatted on the ground, observed the glass shards and broken porcelain scattered everywhere on the ground, thought for a moment, and took pictures of all of them with his mobile phone.

Next is the kitchen.

On the knife shelf in the kitchen, there is a vacancy, which should be the knife used by the murderer to kill Linda.

These knives are used to cut fruits and some vegetables, so the blades are not too long, only the vacant slot is very deep, which is a real kitchen knife.

If the murderer had held one of the other knives, Linda would not have been hacked to death, but stabbed to death.

Peng Han didn't know whether the murderer had chosen it at random, or had other intentions.

There were indeed traces of fire on the kitchen floor, and Ximen Qiang took all the ashes left by the fire to the toilet and flushed them away.

Looking at the clean toilet, Peng Han rubbed his forehead, "He's such a dumbass guy, he's so smart once, and he even screwed himself over."

As long as there are some rags left, Peng Han may be able to find clues from them. It is rare for the murderer to leave such a loophole, and let Ximen Qiang make up for it with the two hundred and five.

After Peng Han finished checking on the first floor, he slowly walked up to the second floor.

Linda's bedroom had obviously been messed up, the drawers were half-opened, and the jewelry box was thrown everywhere.

Peng Han entered the computer room and turned on Linda's computer.

Well, good, the system reset, the disk is empty.

"Is this the guest room?" Peng Han was talking to himself for some reason, but he still asked Qixi who was following him like a shadow.

"I don't know..." Qixi had just uttered two words when Peng Han had already opened the door and entered.

Empty, nothing.

(End of this chapter)