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"Wu Qingqing likes sweets, how do you know?"

Xue Han lazily opened his eyes, only to see that Lu Wei, who had made countless phone calls, came back at some point.

He yawned and said in a hoarse voice, "I've gone out with Yun Ye a few times, and every time he goes back, he will make a special trip to the nearby dessert shop to vacate half of the shop."

His tone seemed to be falling asleep again, and he shook his five fingers without stretching, and then said: "You probably haven't had time to look at their refrigerators yet? The five refrigerators are all used to hold desserts." .”

Lu Wei didn't speak.

After all, Wu Qingqing is the victim now. Although it is true that Chai Fangjun hurt Wu Qingqing, they internally believe that the murder of Chu Siqi is not that simple.

Who did Chu Siqi want to entertain before she died?The most calls she made were to her agent, and they took a long time. It is said that they were used to discuss the change of live broadcast style.

There are only her and Chai Fangjun's fingerprints at home, but the last time Chai Fangjun appeared in the surveillance of Xiyuan villa area was four days ago.

And when she was killed, Wu Qingqing and Yunye were still on the car returning from the neighboring city.

So what should be the explanation for the murder weapon appearing in the incense room?What about the fingerprints of only one person?

Lu Wei fell into deep thought again.

After checking with the live broadcast platform, Chu Siqi is indeed very strict with her diet. She is quite self-disciplined, which is one of the reasons why the live broadcast platform is very optimistic about her.

After all, many anchors have too many bad things after becoming popular.

Such a woman who puts her career first will compress her work and practice time for someone, and make a bunch of desserts that she would never touch.

The answer is self-evident, but the key evidence has not yet been found.

"Don't say I didn't remind you, Officer Lu." Seeing that Lu Wei's brows were getting tighter and tighter, Xue Han said quietly again: "Wu Qingqing has a problem."

Lu Wei glanced at him casually, pulled a chair from his side, sat opposite him, and said indifferently: "The higher-ups want us to close the case now."

"Now?" Xue Han was taken aback, and suddenly became sober, and asked, "Do they think Mr. Chai Fang is the murderer?"

From Lu Wei's silence, he knew the answer.

Everything was so perfect, the room and the murder weapon were only the fingerprints of this half-old lady.The guard saw her enter the Xiyuan villa area, but no one saw when she left.

One of Yunye and Wu Qingqing was slightly injured and the other was almost killed. Chai Fangjun who caused this result became the murderer, which is the best and most acceptable ending.

Before there was any evidence, Wu Qingqing, who had walked around the palace of the king of hell, was suspected of being suspected just because the dessert and the murder weapon appeared in the incense room, it would be difficult to stand firm.

Xue Han's mood has been low since last night, and his expression is sleepy.

Lu Wei was not much better. As the team leader, Zhang Shun pressured them to investigate, but he still couldn't find the missing link.

"Did something happen to them before?" Xue Han asked suddenly, with his usual casualness.

But Lu Wei felt that he seemed to be thinking about something.

Without hesitation, Lu Wei succinctly described what happened 20 years ago.

Hearing the fact that Mr. Chai Fang had killed Concubine Zhou Duo, Xue Han's expression froze for a moment, but soon he lowered his eyes again.

After a while, he raised his finger and tapped his temple, and said to Lu Wei, "What if Wu Qingqing and Chu Siqi met Chai Xi back then?"

Lu Wei looked at him with eyes as deep as pools of water, and the corners of his lips seemed to be slightly curved. The trace was fleeting, as if it had never appeared before, but a rare interest leaked out quietly.

"Tell me about it." He asked.

It's not that he didn't think about this possibility. It's not that children can't lie, but even if they lie, under the protection of childishness, adults will easily choose to believe it.

But if Wu Qingqing and Chu Siqi really lied back then...

Thinking of this, Lu Wei's expression turned cold again.

Xue Han was thinking deeply without noticing Lu Wei's expression. He said slowly: "According to what you said, Chai Xi, Wu Qingqing and Chu Siqi were very good playmates when they were children. But after Chai Xi's death , Chu Siqi and Wu Qingqing have very little contact."

"You said just now that Chu Siqi has very few friends and is devoted to work, right? As far as I know, Wu Qingqing is also a person with almost no friends. He burns incense at home every day and has burned more than a dozen cars in Yunye gone."

That's called burning incense, Lu Wei thought silently.

"But the two of them have very different attitudes towards Chai Fangjun. Chu Siqi chooses to be close to her, and Wu Qingqing chooses to alienate her."

Xue Han's voice paused, and he touched the tip of his nose seemingly at a loss for words, and continued after a while: "This feeling itself is very strange. Chu Siqi feels more like she is flattering and compensating Chai Fangjun. The prison immediately accepted her, took her back to her home, and gave her money to open a tea restaurant."

"And Wu Qingqing, a girl in her twenties, worships Buddha every day..."

Seeing Lu Wei fixedly looking at him, Xue Han raised his eyebrows and said in a dragged tone: "Don't look at me, I didn't attack religious beliefs. I just saw her recite scriptures by chance."

"What does it look like?" Lu Wei asked casually.

"It's very eye-catching." Xue Han squinted his eyes halfway, evoking a frivolous and somewhat indecent smile, and recalled: "Pious, holy, and spotless."

"Really." With his deep eyes drooping, Lu Wei said indifferently again: "So?"

Xue Han changed his posture, raised his legs, and said with a smile: "Officer Lu, think about it for yourself. What is Wu Qingqing chanting scriptures for? Just for faith?"

"She is the unique white moonlight in Yunye's heart, and what level of rich second generation is Yunye? Even if she is not inferior to me back then, she can do whatever she wants."

After saying this, he smiled sarcastically, and continued: "I blinked when my car was scratched by you..."

However, he suddenly lost his voice.

——Wait, why did Yunye's car stop at the police station for no reason that day? !

The pupils of the two suddenly shrank almost at the same time, and as they looked at each other, Lu Wei and Xue Han asked themselves at the same time:

——Yeah, why did Yunye come to the police station for no reason?

That day was the day before Chu Siqi died tragically in her own kitchen.

……

"I see."

Chen Bingrui hung up the call from Wang Hong while staring intently at the surveillance video on the computer screen.

Standing behind Wen Xin, he smiled and said, "Xiao Wen, is this the confirmation you said?"

The strange thing is that he is obviously smiling, but Wenxin really feels a gust of cold wind blowing.

"Yes... yes, isn't this Yunye?" Wen Xin hesitated for a moment, then pointed at the driver's seat in the surveillance video.

When passing by the toll booth, Yunye's face was clearly photographed there.

"What about this one?" Chen Bingrui pointed to the co-pilot and asked.

"Isn't this Wu Qingqing?" Wen Xin suddenly became puzzled.

Chen Bingrui was so angry that he grabbed Wen Xin by the collar and dragged her from the chair, and dragged her into Lu Wei's office next to him.

In the office, the curtains will be closed but not closed, leaving a gap.

The winter sun passed through the gap and sprinkled impartially on Xue Han who was sitting crookedly. The dust floating in it could be vaguely seen shaking. charm.

Chen Bingrui was taken aback for a moment, and immediately came back to his senses.Seeing that Lu Wei and Xue Han seemed to be talking about something, their expressions were serious.

But I don't know if Lu Wei deliberately stood in a place out of the sun.

"What did you find?" Lu Wei asked in a deep voice.

Chen Bingrui threw Wen Xin in front of him and reported with a suppressed smile: "Wang Hong said that he secretly dug out a red apple with a knife edge from the trash can in front of Yun Ye's house. It seemed that the nanny threw it away this morning. In a pile of intact fruits. It looks like the murder weapon was stuck vertically, and it is already on the way to bring it back. I think it is necessary to test for component residues and DNA."

Lu Wei nodded and replied, "Go and arrange it. What else?"

"Come on, Xiao Wen, I have to teach you a lesson." Chen Bingrui didn't answer Lu Wei directly, but twisted the unknown warmth to himself, and said, "Did the surveillance capture Wu Qingqing's face?"

"I got it." Wen Xin blinked her bright almond eyes.

A profile is also called photographed? !

Chen Bingrui complained in his heart, while hypnotizing himself as a gentle and good senior, he said slowly and kindly: "Then tell me, how do you judge that she belongs to Wu Qingqing?"

"She's wearing the same dress, just the one with the collar button, and short hair, and she's still sitting in Yun Ye's car, of course it's Wu Qingqing." Wen Xin broke her fingers and counted to ten. Chen Bingrui.

Hearing this, Lu Wei and Xue Han understood.

Wu Qingqing's face was not captured in the surveillance at all, but the clothes were indeed Wu Qingqing's.

Xue Han held his forehead with his hands, his shoulders trembled from laughing.

Lu Wei patted Chen Bingrui on the shoulder as he passed by, and said coldly, "Take a good class."

After saying that, he quickly left the office.

Leaving a warm head full of question marks, Chen Bingrui smiling all over his face, and Xue Han whose laughter became more and more presumptuous.

……

At this moment, downstairs in Lu Wei's apartment, a bunch of little yellow hairs were blowing in the wind.

He held up a watch with a cracked dial and muttered to himself with a sad face, then looked left and right and scratched his head, then turned around in a hurry, and finally until the sun went down, he just sat down on the curb with a look of hopelessness .

"Brother Lu... when are you going home..."

Pan Xiaobai said angrily.