side edge

Wen Lianyi turned the computer screen to the crowd.

At this time, it was past six o'clock in the evening, the sky outside the window was covered with dark clouds, and the wind was blustery, and it seemed that a torrential rain was about to fall—now it was 90.00% sure that Li Wenxin was the murderer, and everyone in the detachment began to investigate her whereabouts.

"Today at around twelve noon," Wen Lianyi reported, "After Li Wenxin left the unit building, she first took the bus to the high school where she and Yang Jingjing were studying, stayed in the small garden in the back mountain for a while, and then went to Yang Jingjing Randomly wandered around the house a few times."

In the surveillance video, Li Wenxin seemed to be in a good mood, walking briskly around the street, with a faint smile on his lips.

"Where did she go?" Yan Cun asked.

Wen Lianyi moved the mouse to retrieve the surveillance video near Chongning Avenue.

"At about five o'clock in the afternoon, she went to the coffee shop next to Chengfeng Hotel to buy a cup of iced Americano, and then disappeared into the alley where the surveillance cameras could not capture her. So far, her whereabouts have not been found."

"...I see," Yan Cun got up and said, "Go to Chengfeng Hotel!"

In the past few days, he checked the surveillance around the Chengfeng Hotel many times, and found that Luo Qingsen's crime was not captured by any camera, so he had reason to judge that there was a blind spot nearby that could not be captured by the surveillance, leading to the interior of the Chengfeng Hotel.

After arriving at Chengfeng Hotel, he stepped into the gate in three steps at a time, looked around, and found a small iron gate at the side of the VIP elevator in the corner.

Ji Liao stepped forward quickly, opened his mouth and asked the front desk: "Have you seen Li Wenxin?!"

It was the first time the receptionist saw such a mighty posture, and he took a step back in fright, and his voice stuttered instantly: "Li, Li Wenxin...is it?"

"The temporary worker hired by the restaurant upstairs before," Ji Liao asked, "Has she ever been here?"

"Ah..." The receptionist recalled for a while, "Is that Xiaoli? She said she left something on the 15th floor..."

Before she finished speaking, Yan Cun and Ji Liao walked quickly to the elevator room at the same time and pressed the up button together.

"Jingze," Yan Cun said, turning his head, "send people to block all the exits, guard the small iron gate in the corner, and don't let anyone go! The rest of the people search from the first floor up one by one!"

Zhang Jingze responded quickly.

After the elevator door slowly moved open, the two stepped into the elevator, raised their hands and pressed the buttons for the 15th and 21st floors respectively.

Yan Cun: "?"

Ji Liao: "??"

The two stared at each other silently for a few seconds.

Yan Cun raised his head and glanced at the constantly beating numbers on the screen, and said in a loving tone like an elder: "...People say that things fell on the 15th floor, do you really believe it? Why are you so innocent? Huh?"

"..." Ji Liao explained, "I want to find out the source of the murder weapon first! How dare you forget that I am a forensic doctor??"

"We'll talk about the murder weapon later," Yan Cun pressed the button on the 15th floor, "Take me to the rooftop, I'm not familiar with the structure of your hotel."

"The rooftop?" Ji Liao was stunned, "...Are you sure? How do you know she's on the rooftop?"

Yan Cun made a serious and random analysis: "The surveillance video shows that she has been wandering around aimlessly all afternoon, not paying attention to our questions and doubts at all, and there is a high probability that she is not here to destroy the evidence. The only thing I can think of is to go to the rooftop to blow air."

Although this statement did not conform to any logical relationship at all, Ji Liao still praised him without hesitation: "Amazing."

"It's amazing, I made it all up," Yan Cun sighed softly, "It's just intuition, you believe everything you say? You're still too young."

Ji Liao: "...??"

What time is it?Return skin?

...Ever since Captain Yan was told by himself in the morning, Ji Liao always felt that he was being targeted.

Scared.

Soon there was a 'ding' sound in the small and crowded space, Ji Liao strode out of the elevator room, led Yan Cun to the back kitchen utility room of the banquet hall, and found that the iron door leading to the roof was being opened casually with.

"Lianyi," Yan Cun said into the communicator, "Call 119 and ask them to set up an inflatable cushion, and everyone else will go to the rooftop."

"Okay." Wen Lianyi replied.

After the words were finished, the two quickly climbed up to the roof of the Chengfeng Hotel, and then saw Li Wenxin who had crossed the guardrail and was sitting quietly on the edge looking out at the scenery.

Yan Cunxuan seemingly inadvertently tapped the communicator lightly.

Li Wenxin noticed the movement behind her, moved her body slightly, and turned her head to glance at the two of them.

"Ah..." She said with her usual expression, "You found me so soon?"

Her two legs dangled outside without fear, as long as she moved forward a little, the whole body would fall straight down, and the two of them didn't dare to make any loud noises for a while.

After a while, there was a 'ding' sound from the banquet hall downstairs, and Jiang Huai and Shen Lin soon found the iron door of the utility room wide open and reached the rooftop smoothly.

Yan Cun signaled the two of them to approach quietly from the side with his eyes, while trying to get close to Li Wenxin: "You lean back first and hold on to the guardrail, okay," he persuaded softly, "If you have anything on your mind, you can tell us. ,Um?"

Li Wenxin looked up at the sky for a while, then smiled at him, and asked, "Is it useful to tell you?"

"Tell me about it." Yan Cun replied calmly.

"Okay...then let me ask, do you feel happy to be alive?" Li Wenxin smiled, "Do you think...what is the purpose of life?"

In order to prevent his thinking from being taken away by the other party, Yan Cun didn't think about this question at all, and slowly answered "Happy", his eyes signaled Jiang Huai to answer.

"To be alive...what's so unhappy about being alive?" Jiang Huai said hesitantly, "Isn't it just for all kinds of thoughts that people live in this world?

Li Wenxin was silent for a while: "Really?"

She raised her eyes and glanced at everyone present, she seemed dissatisfied with the answer, and said, "But I don't have any thoughts."

Yan Cun: "..."

"How could anyone not think about it?" Jiang Huai pretended to be surprised, "Think about it, I guess there is."

"I've asked a lot of people what is the purpose of living—some people say that they live to experience all kinds of sensual tastes, and some say that they live for family, friends and love," she breathed out, "someone Want to make a lot of money to travel around the world, someone wants to become a unique master in some field..."

"But I don't," Li Wenxin chuckled, "My family doesn't love me. I have neither love nor friendship. I won't have any regrets when I die."

After Li Wenxin finished speaking, a gust of wind blew in the cloudy sky, blowing the corners of her skirt and hair fluttering, as if she was about to be blown off the edge of the roof.

Cold sweat broke out on everyone's foreheads.

"Team Yan!" A voice came from the communicator, "The fire squadron is coming soon!"

He raised his hand and tapped the communicator.

"Then what is Yang Jingjing to you?" Yan Cun paused for breath inadvertently, and lowered his eyes to meet Li Wenxin's gaze. His expression is obviously happy."

Li Wenxin was stunned when he heard the words, and then he realized: "Ah... so that's how I discovered it?"

She thought for a moment, and said seriously: "To me, she is neither friendship nor love, maybe it's just an 'excuse', an excuse I made for myself to live in this world, it's just an emotion I found for myself It's just entrusted."

"So you're struggling," Yan Cun forcibly stabilized his mind, "You actually have thoughts—if you really jump from here, you will really forget her completely, right?"

He is actually not good at negotiating, but in the process of handling the case, he has to maintain a stable and calm mood.

Ji Liao seemed to have noticed something, raised his hand to stop him, and said in a calm tone: "Aren't you afraid that she will be forgotten by everyone as time goes by?"

"!" Yan Cun quickly grabbed Ji Liao's clothes.

Ji Liao shook his head, his eyes signaled him not to worry.

"She's different from me," Li Wenxin said hoarsely, "No one will remember me when I die, and her mother will still be there when she dies."

"Your logic is not correct," Ji Liao said without the slightest emotion, "According to our investigation in the past few days, Yang Jingjing is just like you, she is extremely unpopular and has no friends other than you, so for her, 'You' and 'mother' are equally important in her heart...Think about it differently, if you were Yang Jingjing, would you think one of them could replace the other?"

"???" Yan Cun lowered his voice, "Be gentle!"

... Qiuqiu, don't be as fierce as you were with Li Wenqian!People are hanging on the edge of the roof now!

A little coup to get mad every day——Take Ji Liao to handle the case.

Li Wenxin was stunned when he heard this: "She is already dead..."

Ji Liao immediately interrupted her, and said in a firm tone, "If you really accepted the fact that she was dead, you wouldn't have drugged Luo Qingsen's cup and traveled thousands of miles to seek revenge on Zhou Hongxin."

Li Wenxin was silent.

Yan Cun: ...?

He suddenly understood - Ji Liao probably saw that his soft persuasion was a waste of time, so he chose another more efficient method, hard persuasion.

Seriously doubt that this method will work.

Li Wenxin's expression loosened a little, he turned around and stood up while grabbing the guardrail, and met Ji Liao's gaze: "You continue."

"You don't care about anyone's opinion, conventional persuasion words can't impress you," Ji Liao analyzed indiscriminately, "but you care about your inner thoughts, only you think 'remember Yang Jingjing' is meaningful, You are willing to leave your 'no thoughts' life behind."

"..." Li Wenxin couldn't help laughing, "Your style... is a bit special? Your team still recruits master speakers?"

"There is no speech," Ji Liao said expressionlessly, "I just think... your reason for wanting to die is a bit unorthodox, so I can't help but say a few words."

"Indeed," Li Wenxin held on to the guardrail with one hand, and gently stroked the broken hair on her temples with the other. "Actually, I didn't really want to seek death. Only weak people are afraid of accepting legal sanctions."

Yan Cun: "..."

Then you fucking come down quickly!

Let alone whether you want to jump or not... The height of the 21st floor is far beyond the rescue limit of the fire-fighting air cushion. If you accidentally fall down, you may not be able to save your life.

"One last question." Li Wenxin cast a glance at Ji Liao, "I don't want to ask you, it's too fierce...it's the type I hate."

Ji Liao: "?"

"Captain Yan," she frowned and looked at Yan Cun, and asked softly, "Do I look good in a red dress?"

Yan Cun was startled when he heard the words, looked her up and down for a while, nodded and said sincerely: "It looks good."

"..." Li Wenxin gave a 'puchi' laugh, and said slowly, "Thank you."

She supported the guardrail with both hands, and stepped back to the ground of the roof in a graceful movement. A few drops of rain touched the corners of her eyes with the breeze, and rolled down her cheeks like tears.

"They never let me wear skirts, and they don't like me wearing brightly colored clothes... But my sister's wardrobe is full of beautiful red dresses."

Chapter 14 Candle Shadow · Fourteen I don't want to be her shadow, nor anyone's substitute.

"Why did you choose to attack Zhou Hongxin?"

Yan Cun raised his eyes and glanced at Li Wenxin——I saw her relaxed and leaning on the wooden chair in the interrogation room of the detachment, her handcuffed hands were casually placed between her legs, and her expression was calm.

"To avenge Yang Jingjing?" Yan Cun asked.

"..."

He vaguely remembered that Li Wenxin worked every Friday night shift at Chengfeng Hotel, and July 7th happened to be Friday, so he asked, "Where were you on July 14th?"

Li Wenxin kept silent.

After a long silence, she finally took a deep breath, and spoke slowly and methodically.

"I got off work from Chengfeng Hotel that day. When I was passing through the alley at the back door, I happened to bump into those two people arguing...Because I knew that the director was Li Guojin's master, I hid by the wall and listened for a while."

Outside the one-way glass of the interrogation room, the clerk and Zhang Jingze pulled out their notebooks together and began to record Li Wenxin's confession.

"Those two people are Zhou Hongxin and Luo Qingsen?" Yan Cun asked.

"……Yes."

"What did they say?"

Yan Cun rested his elbows lightly on the table, looking straight into Li Wenxin's eyes expressionlessly, intending to see some repentance or guilt in the other's eyes.

However, Li Wenxin just slightly bent the corners of her eyes, and looked at him without dodging.

"I don't know what they said before, I just heard Luo Qingsen yell - if you fucking dare to shake a little, I'll play her to death!" Li Wenxin pretended to imitate a sentence, as if she was also teased by her own tone , couldn't help laughing, "Although I don't know what it is that he is afraid of being shaken out, but I guess... what Luo Qingsen wants to play should be Li Guo?"

Yan Cun stared at her blankly for a while.

The guards on both sides looked at each other, and immediately stepped forward to hold her trembling shoulders from laughing, and said in a deep voice, "Be serious!"

Li Wenxin pretended to be in pain: "Ouch."

Yan Cun waved his hand to signal, his tone became a straight line, and then said: "You continue."

Li Wenxin subconsciously wanted to raise his hands to rub his shoulders, and the clinking sound of the handcuffs on his wrists was particularly noticeable in the cold and silent interrogation room.

She sighed and said, "Oh... Captain Yan is still gentle."

"No," Yan Cun's tone was as cold as ice, "what happened next?"

Li Wenxin recalled it for a while, and said, "Zhou Hongxin sneered and said, 'It's up to you, she's just a cheap toy for me'."

She burst out laughing again: "Isn't it? Isn't she just a cheap toy?"

Yan Cun nodded, completely unaffected by the other party's frivolous tone and attitude: "Go ahead."

In a sense, Li Wenxin was able to reproduce the cause, process and results of the 719 case, including the tone of the parties involved, which can be regarded as reducing the burden on them to write the closing report.

"Luo Qingsen was so angry that he said a lot of threatening things to the other party... um... I don't know whether Director Zhou Da was really calm or pretending to be calm. He didn't listen to these words at all. Afterwards, Luo Qingsen called Li Guo out of the car and immediately Take her to fight outside," Li Wenxin shook his head in disgust, "Tsk tsk tsk."

"What is his relationship with Li Guo?"

"How do I know... Maybe I just want to grab Zhou Hongxin's lover for fun?" Li Wenxin said indifferently, "But she is indeed attractive enough, and has inherited all the advantages of those two people's figure and appearance."

"Where were you doing?" Yan Cun asked, "Just eavesdropping and peeping?"

He had seen the ID photo in Li Guo's file, he looked pure and gentle, probably belonged to the rank of class beauty.

"..." Li Guo was silent for a while, "I took a video."

"Where is the video?"

"In the phone."

Yan Cun signaled the two criminal police officers to watch her, got up and walked out of the interrogation room, and fetched the mobile phone seized from Li Wenxin at that time.

"password."

Li Wenxin said slowly: "0423."

Yan Cun asked while typing: "The meaning of the password is...?"

"It has nothing to do with the case," Li Wenxin rolled his eyes, "It's just made up."

Yan Cun let out an "oh", believed her words for the time being, found all the files on July 7 from his mobile phone, and opened the small video that Li Wenxin said.

There was a charming sound in the interrogation room.

Yan Cun, who has no relevant experience, watched the 3-minute short video on his mobile phone with a blank expression, and said something quickly in his heart. Jiang Huai, a veteran scumbag next to him, blushed instead.

Luo Qingsen's behavior was abnormally rough throughout the whole process, exuding negative energy all over his body. After finishing the work, Li Guo quickly put on the skirt with his mouth curled up, and shook off Luo Qingsen's hand as if in a temper tantrum.

The video screen ends here.

Yan Cun turned off the video: "What happened after this?"

"..." Li Wenxin was silent for a few seconds, and then said, "Li Guo got upset and lost his temper for a while, and said he wanted to leave, Luo Qingsen chased after him to coax him."

She mumbled and speeded up her speech: "When she was struggling, she accidentally threw her hand and hit Luo Qingsen. Luo Qingsen suddenly lost his temper, picked up Li Guo and threw it at the wall."

at this time.

The one-way glass outside the interrogation room.

Zhang Jingze was lowering his head to jot down the details of the case when he noticed a tall figure approaching to block the surrounding light and raised his head from his notebook.

"Huang, Bureau Huang," he stood up hastily, "...you are here."

"You remember." Huang Junfeng, the current director of the Qinjiang City Public Security Bureau, stood behind Zhang Jingze with his hands behind his back, and patted him on the shoulder. "Is Xiaoyan interrogating inside?"

"Ah, that's right," Zhang Jingze said, "The detection went smoothly, and it's actually not a complicated case..."

Huang Junfeng nodded thoughtfully.

Yan Cun in the interrogation room heard the sound of the communicator, and was instantly thankful that Luo Qingsen was a little faster and let him watch the short video before Huang Junfeng came.

He coughed lightly and asked, "So how did Yang Jingjing die?"

Li Wenxin paused when she heard the sound, her expression finally fluctuated, and she said in a low voice, "Yang Jingjing, who was hiding in the other corner of the wall, made a sound, and Luo Qingsen gave her to..."

Yan Cun asked: "Is she here to pick you up from get off work?"

"..."

"say."

Li Wenxin replied: "...Yes."

"What happened after this?"

"He... pulled out a suitcase from the car, and stuffed... the corpse into it," Li Wenxin vaguely skipped Yang Jingjing's name, and continued, "I found it impossible to put both of them in the suitcase." , he put his arm around Li Guo, and with the other hand he pulled the suitcase into the car."

Yan Cun nodded, observing the expression on her face: "What were you thinking at that time?"

Li Wenxin was silent.

"To be honest," she said slowly, "the moment I saw Li Guo's death, I felt liberated and a little excited for no reason, but the moment I saw Yang Jingjing's death... I didn't feel anything."

She witnessed the whole process of Luo Qingsen's crime, hiding and throwing away the corpse. One of the victims was a friend she was familiar with, but she never thought of calling the police, and she didn't even have any fluctuations in her heart.

"..." Yan Cun asked, "No guilt?"

Li Wenxin said honestly: "I didn't expect her to come and wait for me to get off work."

"Where did you go after that?" Yan Cun thought for a while, "What color clothes did you wear that day? What time do you leave work?"

"..." Li Wenxin realized that he wanted to check the surveillance, so he could only reply, "I followed him in a taxi and watched him throw the two bodies into the sewer well."

Yan Cun nodded.

He remembered that the two victims of the 719 case were lying naked in the well, with some torn red cloth scattered around, and the heads of the corpses were hit hard.

In his mind, he simulated the scene of grabbing people and swinging them against the wall. Thinking of the red dress Li Wenxin had mentioned on the rooftop, he tentatively guessed: "When Luo Qingsen killed Yang Jingjing, he accidentally hit his own body with too much force. hands, the blood stained her clothes, so they took off her clothes and took them away?"

A look of surprise flashed across Li Wenxin's eyes, and she remained silent.

"Looks like I guessed it right," Yan Cun caught the change in her expression, and continued, "You followed Luo Qingsen to the sewer well, and found that Li Guo was still wearing the red dress you had been thinking about, so you gave her skirt to her in a fit of anger. Cut it off and put it on Yang Jingjing?"

Li Wenxin: "...??"

"Your expression," Yan Cun raised his eyes and looked at her, "Didn't I guess right again?"

Jiang Huai beside him glanced at him, thinking what the hell.

Li Wenxin was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'm half right... To be precise, I covered Jingjing with the fabric of the red dress only on the third day after the incident."

"why?"

She sighed and said: "Jingjing appears in my dreams every night, asking me why I watched her being killed and why I watched her being killed, and asked me why I saw her naked and was thrown into the cold sewer well but didn't do anything. "

Yan Cun understood: "So you have no respect for the law, and you are not afraid of being caught for committing a crime. You just want her to leave in peace and not appear in your dreams."

"...But what is your reason for killing Zhou Hongxin?" Jiang Huai asked, "After Luo Qingsen fell from the building, there is no need for you to kill another person at all."

Li Wenxin inadvertently paused for breath, lowered her eyes in silence, and glanced at the handcuffs that locked her wrists.

"When I poured medicine into Luo Qingsen's cup that day, Zhou Hongxin saw me... He saw that I was short of money and said that I was very similar to Li Guo. If I would spend the night with him, he would not only give me money, but also help me I kept it a secret, saying that way I could clean it up."

She sneered, gritted her teeth and said, "Who wants to get rid of it? Who wants to be like that woman? Who told Luo Qingsen to jump off the building?"

"..." Yan Cun asked, "Did you really take the medicine?"

Li Wenxin's voice paused for a moment, and she immediately came to her senses, frowned and said, "I said, why do you all know that I am drugging you when your back is turned to the monitor, and you are just bluffing me?"

Yan Cun coughed lightly, thinking that there is no 'we', only Ji Liao is bluffing you: "Go ahead."

She took a deep breath, her breath was disordered, and she seemed to be unable to control her emotions.

"The two things I hate the most, one is that Luo Qingsen killed Yang Jingjing, and the other is that Zhou Hongxin said that I look like Li Guo...they are basically the same."

"My parents always want me to be like Li Guo," she said hoarsely, "I tried... But I am me, she is her, I don't want to be her shadow, I don't want to be anyone human substitute."