Criminal Investigation Team 1: The Next Suspect

Feng Shui's home is in a high-end villa area. Gao Ce signaled for the security guards to enter, but he was not allowed to drive in.

The three of them walked on the road, but they didn't have the feeling like "Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden".

Among the three, Lin Qing is an entertainer. He has seen all kinds of rich people, and he doesn't care about this kind of villa that can only be regarded as a middle-level villa in the eyes of the rich. Si Shitang is originally a rich second generation, so naturally he doesn't care.As for Gao Ce, he has no other interests except the case, and he will not be greedy for these extraneous things.

However, this garden is very large, and the police car is not allowed in, so the three of them can only walk quickly to Feng Shui's house.

After about 15 minutes, they finally arrived at the door of Feng Shui's house, rang the bell at the outer door, and signaled for their IDs before being let through.

After entering the hall, I found that the interior of this house is different from the resplendent exterior. The decoration is extremely simple and elegant, with wooden floors, sliding doors, and many ancient Chinese calligraphy and paintings of celebrities.

Many people want to improve their social status after starting a business and becoming rich, one of which is to show their own taste.So I hung some western oil paintings, landscape ink paintings and so on in the living room.

"Huh, I thought Feng Shui's family was from a local tyrant! I didn't expect it to be so tasteful." Si Shitang sighed while looking at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall.

"You know this too?" Gao Ce was surprised at the side, he always thought that Si Shitang was just a rich second generation who had nothing to do to hang out with the police, but he didn't expect him to understand this too.

"Of course I don't understand. Don't you listen to the old man at home talking about it every day?" The "old man" in Si Shitang's mouth is his father. When he is free, he will call a large group of people with gray beards and a pair of reading glasses on the bridge of his nose. Antique lovers study these calligraphy and paintings together.

The key is to let him make a pot of tea and listen in every time he studies, he can't wait to escape by handling the case every time.But he has a very good memory, and after a long time, he can be regarded as half a "treasure appraiser".

Thinking of the group of old men who looked like flies, Si Shitang showed an indescribable expression: "Stop talking about this, the case is important."

As soon as the words were finished, a middle-aged woman came to them. She looked about 50 years old, she was still wearing an apron, and her hands were still stained with water. She should be the nanny of this family.Her tone was gentle: "Mr. Feng has already fallen asleep. He has a fever and has been sleeping since the afternoon."

"Then can you please go up and inform me, just tell the police to handle the case, I hope he can cooperate, we won't occupy him for a long time." Gao Ce added at the end, "I'm sorry."

When the middle-aged woman heard that she was a policeman, she was surprised at first, and then showed a troubled look on her face. Obviously, this matter is not easy to handle. On the one hand, the police are investigating the case, and on the other hand, the owner is sick. She is a woman who doesn't even have hands and feet. Know how to put it.

"Otherwise, you knock on the door first. If Mr. Feng doesn't wake up, we'll wait here until he's in better condition before asking. Does this look okay?" Lin Qing, who had been very obedient and silent on the road, suddenly said "Our case is also very urgent, please bear with me! Please!" After speaking, he clasped his hands and bowed to the woman in front of him.

Obviously Lin Qing's trick worked for her.

She thought for a while, wiped her hands with her apron, then turned and went upstairs, muttering as she walked, "Are all the policemen so handsome now?"

Gao Ce looked at him from the side, and signaled for him to stop talking nonsense during the investigation.

Lin Qing grinned at him, and said flatteringly: "Don't worry, I will never hinder you from handling the case, and I will never talk nonsense. I just want to see how you investigate."

Not long after finishing speaking, the middle-aged woman came down.She walked up to her and said, "Mr. Feng is already awake. He said he will come down in a while, so he asked you to wait a moment."

After speaking, he pointed to the sofa: "Sit down first!"

Seeing that they could finally see Feng Shui, the three of them felt relieved and sat on the sofa.The woman also made tea for the three of them.The tea color is rich and fragrant, and it smells very...expensive. It seems that the calligraphy and paintings in this room are indeed the owner's own taste, rather than being hung up blindly to improve his status.

The three waited while drinking tea. After 15 minutes, a young man walked down the stairs slowly.He looks much handsomer than in the photo, and he looks very noble.

There was still an abnormal blush on his face, his hair was also wet, and he was wearing a silk nightgown, so he should have just taken a shower.

"I'm sorry. I was ill and had a bad manner before. I tidied up a little before I came out. I have been waiting for you for a long time." He walked in front of them and sat on the sofa opposite them. "Aunt Lan, please pour me a glass of red wine. same as usual."

Aunt Lan was the middle-aged woman just now, and the wine cellar of the rich family must be some distance away from the main house.Sure enough, she took off her apron and was about to go out.

"Several police officers, what's the matter?" Feng Shui's voice was hoarse because of the fever.

"Do you know Tang Jiajia?" Although the man spoke politely and officially, Gao Ce always cut straight to the point when investigating.

"It's my girlfriend. What's the matter?" Feng Shui asked, he didn't seem to know that Tang Jiajia was dead.

"When was the last time you contacted her?" Gao Ce took out a pen and paper from his clothes and began to record.

"It should be three days ago. We had a quarrel recently. It was a cold war. I had a fever when I was about to reconcile with her." Feng Shui took out his mobile phone and opened the call record. I had a terrible fight with her on the phone at that time."

Hearing the police's question, Feng Shui should have sensed that something happened to Tang Jiajia, so he dialed Tang Jiajia's number.

"You don't need to dial," Si Shitang said, "She is already dead."

The moment the man finished listening, he was surprised for a while, and then regained his composure.

The three of them frowned aside, Feng Shui didn't panic, either he was mentally good at pretending to be calm, or the murderer was someone else.

But after he heard the news of Tang Jiajia's death, there was no unnecessary sadness on his face. Could it be that their relationship is not good?

Hey, feelings are really troublesome, especially the feelings of rich people.Gao Ce did not forget to sigh in his heart while investigating.

Seeing the man sitting there calmly, Gao Ce started to get to the point: "Where were you at ten o'clock last night?"

Feng Shui almost blurted out: "I'm at home, Aunt Lan can testify for me."

Si Shitang said from the side: "Aunt Lan is your acquaintance, and to a certain extent, she may also help you perjure witness. Do you have any other evidence?" His tone did not sound very friendly.

Si Shitang didn't target him deliberately, but because the way this man looked at him made him feel very strange, with an indescribable disgust.

Feng Shui was not angry, and smiled at Si Shitang: "This police officer, why are you so sure that I am a murderer?" After speaking, he kept staring at Si Shitang.

"It is not confirmed that you are a murderer. We will not wrong a good person until we have the evidence." Si Shitang was more annoyed by his staring, and his voice gradually became colder. "Of course, we will not let a bad person go. Every time We will do a lot of investigation and conjecture before solving a case, and we found out that you are her last contact in the hands of Tang Jiajia, so we have the right to suspect you. I hope you will cooperate with our investigation and produce as much favorable evidence as possible."

Gao Ce coughed at the side, this Si, why did he look like he ate meth today.

Feng Shui didn't get angry when he was yelled at by such a harsh voice. It is said that taxpayers like them usually look down on people who eat public meals.

He still had that smiling expression: "By the way, I haven't seen your police officer ID yet. I've been sleeping upstairs, and Aunt Lan seldom goes out. Seeing you say you're a police officer, I let you in. -Are you pretending? I can't beat you with my current appearance, what if I was kidnapped by you?"

The three of them were speechless, how could there be no bodyguards in such a big villa?Can rich people be kidnapped so easily?But since the owner said so, they can only take out the police officer's card.

"Where's this police officer's!" Feng Shui looked at Lin Qing, as if he seemed familiar.

Gao Ce silently moved his body over to block his sight, and said, "He forgot his police ID, you just need to see that what we said is true." He suddenly felt that Si Shitang's attitude towards him just now was right. Yes, this man's eyes are really strange.

"Stop pretending. Aren't you the one who often goes on TV?" Feng Shui didn't embarrass them anymore, but turned his head and continued to say to Si Shitang: "Officer Si, you are much more handsome than the photos .”

Usually when investigating a case, Si Shitang would purposely put on a straight face, because his pair of peach blossom eyes didn't seem to have much intimidating power.After listening to Feng Shui's words, Si Shitang's face became even colder. This man just died and his girlfriend is still in the mood to joke here. He must also be a heartless person, and his contempt for him is even more in his heart. .

"Ask again, last night you said you were at home, besides Aunt Lan, is there any evidence to prove it?" Si Shitang automatically ignored his above sentence.

"Yes!" Feng Shui said.

The three of them thought that he would continue to talk about the evidence, but they didn't expect him to lean on the sofa and not speak again after he finished speaking.At first he thought that he was lying there resting for a while because of illness and discomfort, Si Shitang looked at him, but he didn't expect him to look at him so straightly, with the corners of his mouth raised into a half-smile.

Si Shitang was a little angry immediately, obviously suppressing his voice: "Mr. Feng, I hope you can cooperate with our investigation! It's so late, we don't want to disturb your rest, just ask you a few questions, you can continue to rest after you finish answering Now, we can go back to the police station." The implication is that you can answer whatever I ask you, don't talk about what you have or don't have, and don't play tricks.

Seeing that he was really anxious, Feng Shui smiled and said, "I haven't been cooperating! I was really dizzy just now, and it should be because the fever has not subsided."

"The evidence is in my room, I will show it to you later." After speaking, he walked upstairs.

Aunt Lan also came back at this time, and found that there were only three people left in the room, and asked, "Where is Mr. Feng?"

"I just went upstairs, and I'll be down in a while." Aunt Lan didn't ask any more questions after hearing this, and went to the kitchen to help Feng Shui pour the red wine.

Feng Shui brought a laptop down this time.

After he sat down, he turned the computer directly in front of them and said, "I came back after 8 o'clock that night. Besides, there is surveillance at the door of my house."

Several people stared at the monitoring screen on the computer for a long time, and found that it was indeed as Feng Shui said, he came back after 8 o'clock last night, and has been appearing on the monitor screen in the living room since then.

"Mr. Feng felt unwell last night. He has been nestling on the sofa since he came back after 8 o'clock. I didn't move much for the night I prepared for him. Then he went upstairs to sleep, but he had a fever today." Lan The aunt handed the red wine to Feng Shui while talking.Feng Shui also said thank you to her.

It can be seen that his attitude towards Aunt Lan is like that of the younger generation towards the elders, without the harshness and arrogance of ordinary employers.And Aunt Lan seemed to maintain him very much. If he was harsh on him, the relationship between the two would not be so harmonious.Thinking about it this way, the three of them had a better impression of him.

Since there are all witnesses and material evidence, it is not easy for them to cross-examine.Gao Ce took out the fingerprint collection paper, which Qiao Li gave him during the previous meeting, "Although the evidence is solid, we still want to collect your fingerprints just in case, don't worry, we won't wrong you."

Feng Shui was also very cooperative, and the fingerprints were collected very quickly.

The few people didn't bother any more, just said a few words and left directly.

"It's too late." Gao Ce took out his mobile phone and found that it was already eleven o'clock, "I don't know what's going on with the boss, I'm sure we won't be able to have a meeting tonight."

"I'll see you off in a while!" Gao Ce said to Lin Qing, "I haven't spoken just now, I'm overwhelmed!" After the two of them got to know each other well, Gao Ce found out that this person was a chatterbox and seemed to have ADHD. It was embarrassing for him to be so quiet at night.

"Do you want to eat crayfish?" Lin Qing asked suddenly.

Si Shitang hurriedly said from the side: "Then what, I won't go, I have to go back to watch the surveillance with Niannian! I'll go first, you two eat!" After finishing speaking, he ran away quickly. Neither Ce nor Lin Qing reacted.

"How did Ah Si run so fast? I still want to talk to him about the case!" Gao Ce muttered.

"It's okay, you can chat with me." Lin Qing stood under the street lamp, his body covered with a faint light.