The crazy male protagonist is actually my good disciple from another world

The three of them walked into the police station, and the police officer in charge of questioning Yan Ce came up to them.

One of the visitors was the mayor, and the other was Ming Fei, who had special credentials thanks to her boss. The police made an exception and allowed them into the interrogation room where Yan Ce was.

Yan Ce sat on the chair with his head down, motionless, like a soulless puppet.

"He has been like this since we brought him back. He hasn't said a word." The police said to the three people: "According to another suspect, Zhao Wang, they were drunk and unconscious around 12 o'clock on Saturday night. It was probably when Yan Ce was drunk and unconscious that he killed Lin Dong with a wine bottle."

"You mean, Zhao Wang identified Yan Ce as the murderer?" Ming Fei asked the police.

The police shook his head. "Zhao Wang himself couldn't remember clearly. His memory ended at about 12 o'clock on Saturday night. He was awakened by the screams of the KTV waiter and saw the blood on the floor of the box. He was terrified and his words were illogical. He couldn't testify at all. The reason why we said that Yan Ce killed him was that when they arrived, he was holding the half of the wine bottle that killed Lin Dong, and there were only his fingerprints on the bottle."

"Can I talk to him for a few words?" Yan Muhuai asked the police.

"I called you here to persuade him to confess the crime." Otherwise, it would be difficult to make any further progress on this case.

Because there was one dead and one seriously injured at the crime scene, and there were two left, one was babbling nonsense and the other was silent.

The man who was talking nonsense seemed to be a little mentally ill, and nothing useful could be obtained from him in a short period of time. Right now, Yan Ce was the only breakthrough point, and the police were eager for him to speak quickly.

Yan Muhuai walked up to Yan Ce, raised his finger and tapped the top of his head, "Yan Ce, raise your head."

"Brother?" Yan Ce slowly raised his head and looked at Yan Muhuai. His distracted eyes slowly focused, and then tears flowed out. "Brother, I, I killed someone, and I also injured Luo'er. By the way, how is Luo'er? Is he awake?"

Hearing Yan Ce's words, the policeman beside him widened his eyes.

It turned out to be the right decision to call the guardian, as the prisoner confessed his guilt so quickly!

"Don't rush to put the blame on yourself. Tell me everything you remember, no matter how big or small." Yan Muhuai asked Yan Ce, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something first?"

Yan Ce shook his head, "I don't want to eat, Uncle Chen, is Luo'er awake?"

When he shook his head, he saw Chen Xiao standing behind Yan Muhuai and asked again.

Chen Xiao was already a little angry when he heard Yan Ce's words, but because of his trust in Yan Muhuai, he suppressed his anger and replied with a gasp: "No, the doctor said the chance of waking up is very small, and there is a high probability that he will become a vegetable."

After hearing this, Yan Ce was so shocked that he couldn't catch his breath, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

While the police were sending Yan Ce to the hospital, Yan Muhuai and his team went to the crime scene.

Normally, Yan Muhuai's identity meant that he could not go, but with Ming Fei's ID and Chen Xiao's guarantor, the police gave him the privilege.

"We checked the surveillance in the lobby and found no problems. The waiters on duty that day also gave statements." When they arrived at the KTV, the police told Ming Fei about the investigation.

Yan Muhuai asked for a surveillance video and walked towards the box where the incident happened.

By the way, he called the small system in his mind, "Thirty-five, get to work, check if there is any problem with the surveillance."

"Okay! I'm good at this." After Sanshiwu agreed, he scanned the surveillance video in Yan Muhuai's mobile phone, and then studied it slowly by himself.

The case is still unclear and the crime scene remains intact.

There are signboards placed everywhere on the scene to facilitate the restoration of the situation at that time.

There was a pool of blood at the door, and the name Chen Sangluo was written on the sign.

Walking inside, there was a human-shaped marking line drawn next to the table, proving that was where the deceased was lying, and next to the deceased was a sign with Yan Ce's name on it.

The police who followed them described to the three people on the spot, "The murderer should have been at this position, picked up the wine bottle on the table, and hit Chen Sangluo first. The wine bottle also broke at this time, and then he turned around and stabbed the remaining half of the wine bottle into the victim's throat, causing the artery to rupture."

Judging from the location marked on the ground, the police's speculation is not a big problem.

"Where is Zhao Wang? Where is he?" Ming Fei asked.

The police pointed to a corner in the distance, "He's over there. He was probably too drunk and lay down before the crime happened."

In other words, although Zhao Wang was in the box, he did not participate at all and was not even a witness.

"Have they been drug tested?" Ming Fei walked to the table and glanced at the wine bottles on the table.

There are both red and white wines, and each bottle is more expensive than the other. "Have you checked where these wines come from?"

Not to mention that these wines are very expensive, even if a few teenagers can really afford them, no merchant would be so stupid as to sell them to them.

"We've done a drug test, and the blood alcohol content of the four people is very high, but the deceased and Yan Ce had more. The deceased, Lin Dong, stole these bottles of wine from home." Lin Dong's father is a secretary, and his family is not bad, so it is reasonable for him to take out these bottles of wine.

"Then according to what you said, the four people were drunk and unconscious. How could Yan Ce knock down Chen Sangluo so accurately and neatly, and then stab Lin Dong with his backhand? He was so drunk that he probably couldn't even stand steadily. If he was holding a broken wine bottle in his hand after beating Chen Sangluo, and the deceased Lin Dong bumped into him, this can't be intentional homicide, right?" Ming Fei has investigated many cases with Rong Jin, so it can be said that she is very experienced.

The policeman nodded, "There is indeed a possibility like what you said, so we are anxious to get the suspect Yan Ce to tell the truth."

With Ming Fei watching the scene, Yan Muhuai saved himself a lot of trouble. He held up the phone in his hand for Sanshiwu to see, while he stared at the black figure huddled in the corner.

To be more precise, it is the ghost of the deceased Lin Dong.

He died in this box, his body has been moved away, but his soul is still here and has not dissipated, which means that he was wronged.

It was a pity that he was too timid. There were policemen guarding the box, so he didn't even dare to move around. The whole ghost was almost embedded in the wall, and the ghost shadow was still trembling.

Ming Fei looked around and walked to Yan Muhuai, "What should we do now?"

She can also see Lin Dong's ghost, asking what to do with him.

There are always police guarding here. They can't ask about Lin Dong's ghost in front of the police. Even if they find out the truth, no one will believe it.

Yan Muhuai said nothing. He raised his hand and formed a seal, directly collecting Lin Dong's ghost.

Seeing this, Ming Fei was so shocked that her mouth opened into an "o" shape.

She had forgotten that the person next to her was Yan Muhuai, not her boss who couldn't be approached by ghosts. She was also worried that the ghost would run away and she wouldn't be able to question him, but it turned out that the boss was able to take the ghost away directly.

It was at this time that Thirty-Five also made a discovery, "Master Host, the surveillance video was edited at exactly twelve o'clock. I can restore it if I find the original video."

Yan Muhuai slid the video on his phone to the midnight of Saturday night, and handed it to the police. "There's something wrong with the surveillance. Can you give us the original video?"