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After Li Wenxin's words fell, the surrounding air instantly became silent, and the only sound left in the interrogation room was everyone's breathing.

"So you accepted his contact information, returned to Chengfeng Hotel, asked him to monitor the blind spot in the banquet hall on the 21st floor, pushed him downstairs, and stabbed him in the stomach by the way, right?"

Li Wenxin's breathing was a little heavy, and she slowed down for a long time, without denying or admitting it.

"...Anyway, one must be killed."

Yan Cun thought silently for a few seconds, then said in a deep voice, "The last question...Jianghuai."

"Eh."

Jiang Huai responded, and took out a piece of A4 paper from his pocket according to his words, and spread out the pattern drawn on it to Li Wenxin: "Have you ever seen such a blue and white porcelain hanging decoration in a banquet hall?"

——Fortunately, he had a close look at what the blue and white porcelain necklace looked like, and he had taken several drawing classes when he was a child, so he could perfectly reproduce it on paper.

Li Wenxin squinted her eyes for a few seconds, and said honestly, "Isn't this the thing Luo Qingsen hangs around his neck?"

"When you returned to the banquet hall that night, have you seen this thing?" Yan Cun asked.

Li Wenxin seemed to have given up struggling, nodded, and said, "Yes, I picked it up."

"Where did you put it?" Yan Cun asked.

"In the desk drawer in my room."

Yan Cun looked up at the surveillance camera in the corner of the interrogation room, and the criminal police outside immediately understood, picked up the car keys and walked out of the detachment gate quickly.

"Why did you pick it up?" he asked.

"By the way," Li Wenxin pursed her lips and said, "Anyway, I know that what he values ​​is definitely not a good thing."

"What's in the USB flash drive?" Yan Cun asked.

"...I didn't have time to see it."

Jiang Huai seemed to think of something: "... You also pinched the monitoring of Chengfeng Hotel?"

Li Wenxin was stunned for a moment, couldn't help laughing out loud, and said, "How can I be so capable? It's just that there happened to be a power outage, so I went back to the banquet hall and changed the cups for the medicine."

Yan Cun nodded.

That night, he and Ji Liao returned to the scene to take out the cup and did not detect any fingerprints. Li Wenxin's "hands-on" is too careful-but now the details of the 719+721 case are clear. Complex line out of the interrogation room.

The criminal policeman who went to pick up the blue and white porcelain USB flash drive just returned to the office with his things, so he asked Ji Liao to test the fingerprints attached to it first, and he went to the desk and turned on the laptop.

Shen Lin thoughtfully poured him a glass of warm water, came to his side, and asked, "How's the trial going?"

"It's not a big problem." Yan Cun took the water glass, "There are only some finishing work and case report left."

Shen Lin laughed, "Thank you."

"Team Yan," Zhang Jingze called him from a distance across the desk, "Choose one of the four letters ABCD."

Yan Cun: "???"

"You choose first."

"...Then A," Yan Cun asked doubtfully, "What is it?"

Zhang Jingze raised his phone and shook it at him: "A is beef rice."

"..." Yan Cun immediately understood when he heard the words, "Do you have to cast lots for ordering takeaway now?"

"Xiao Ji asked us to finish the meal," Zhang Jingze said with a smile, "we will be randomly assigned later."

It is estimated that interrogating Li Wenxin expended too much energy. Yan Cun didn't realize who this little Ji was for a while, and it took him a long time to say, "You are only one year older than him. What is your name, Xiao Ji?"

Zhang Jingze was stunned: "But... I don't know him well, so calling him by his full name is a bit intimate, right?"

"...?" Yan Cun was puzzled, "It's very intimate to call you by your full name? Don't I call you by your full name every day?"

what logic?

"Yan..." Zhang Jingze uttered a syllable, but after all he didn't dare to try to cry out, and swallowed the words back into his throat.

Shen Lin looked back and forth between the two of them, opened his mouth and called out, "...Yan Cun?"

Yan Cun: "..."

Zhang Jingze interjected, "Isn't it strange!"

"??" Yan Cun said angrily, "This is not a reason at all, is it?"

and many more!

The full name thing...

He vaguely remembered...Ji Liao seemed to have called him by his full name once, but after thinking about it, his memory became blurred again.

Weird!So weird!

So he coughed lightly, changed the subject and said, "Why is he inviting you to dinner?"

Zhang Jingze hurriedly said: "He said that after all, the murder happened in his hotel, and we worked so hard to run back and forth, saying that he asked the hotel chef to cook us some food and bring it over."

"...Oh," Yan Cun nodded, "it's quite considerate."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Liao had already pushed open the door of the forensic office, looked around the three of them, and walked to Yan Cun's side.

"Two sets of fingerprints were extracted from the surface of the USB flash drive, belonging to Li Wenxin and Luo Qingsen respectively."

Yan Cun nodded, motioning for him to pass the things to Wen Lianyi: "Thank you."

Wen Lianyi took the USB flash drive and inserted it into the computer, moved the mouse to open the folder, and the rest of them went back to their seats to sort out the investigation records of the past few days.

Half an hour later, the delivery staff of Chengfeng Hotel knocked on the door of the office carrying a takeaway lunch box, and everyone thanked Ji Liao one after another, and stretched out their hands to take their portion.

Ji Liao put a portion of beef rice on Captain Yan's table, and after hesitating for a while, he took out the packaged soup box that was pressed at the bottom, and handed it to Yan Cun.

"?" Yan Cun was full of doubts, "For me?"

Ji Liao nodded.

Yan Cun looked at him suspiciously, raised his hand to lift the lid, and a familiar fragrance instantly wafted into the air.

He was speechless: "...Why did you give me this?"

Ji Liao looked as usual: "Don't you want to eat this?"

"..." Yan Cun opened his mouth and said quietly, "I suspect that you are implicating me."

"Huh?" Ji Liao came to his senses immediately, and burst out laughing, with a slight rise in the end, "I really don't... I know you've worked hard on the case, so I didn't intend to tease you."

Just now when he was looking at his hotel menu, he suddenly remembered the bowl of winter melon and crucian carp soup that fell on the ground yesterday afternoon, and the scene of Yan Cun pitifully picking up the mess with a mop flashed in his mind.

So he ordered a soup by the way.

Yan Cun carefully went to the bowl and sniffed it, picked up the spoon and took a sip. After confirming that it was just an ordinary serving of soup, he added 'thank you' in a low voice.

Ji Liao replied "No".

He quietly stared at Yan Cun from the corner of his eye for a while, hesitated for a while, and asked through the words: "You seem... a little depressed?"

Yan Cun stopped holding the chopsticks in place, and raised his eyes to look at him.

Although Captain Yan didn't seem to be fluctuating on the surface, the moment Ji Liao and his eyes met just now, he was keenly aware that the other party's emotions were not high.

He then asked: "What did the trial find?"

He pondered silently for a few seconds, and said, "The process is quite tortuous and complicated. For details, please refer to the final report."

Ji Liao: "..."

Seeing Ji Liao's helpless face, Yan Cun couldn't hold back his smile for a while, and said with great interest, "I look depressed now?"

"A little bit," Ji Liao came back to his senses, "Just now he looked like a little sick cat, but now he's feeling better."

"...Your vocabulary is a bit rich, isn't it?" Yan Cun raised his eyebrows, "It's the team leader and the little pepper, and now there's a little sick cat, isn't it really difficult for the little one?"

Ji Liao frantically tested on the verge of death, and whispered: "You look... small."

Yan Cun sighed: "Just think you are praising me."

After some interruptions, he calmed down a bit from his depressed mood just now, coughed lightly and said:

"I just thought...if Li Wenxin had received enough love all this time and hadn't been ignored by her parents, wouldn't she be what she is now, and she wouldn't feel any guilt if she killed someone."

Just now Li Wenxin complained and confessed her past word by word, her state was too calm and numb, which also had a certain influence on Yan Cun who was in charge of interrogating her.

Ji Liao was silent for a while, thoughtfully recollecting the other party's words, and captured some information from them.

"Have you always been like this?" he asked.

Yan Cun didn't react for a while, and asked doubtfully, "What?"

"Strong empathy," Ji Liao said, "It's easy to think about problems from the perspective of others."

"..." Yan Cun nodded without hiding anything, "Yes, this is my shortcoming. But the case is closed now, and I will try my best to get out of her emotions."

For criminal police work, thinking about issues from the perspective of criminal suspects can help them understand more clearly what their motives are, but if one is not careful, one's position will be blurred.

"It's natural to have sympathy for their past experiences," Ji Liao said slowly, "but you can't express your understanding for her criminal behavior, can you?"

Yan Cun was stunned for a few seconds: "Yes."

"So this is not a shortcoming," Ji Liao said, "It's good to keep your sympathy and stand."

"Ok, I know."

Yan Cun nodded, glanced at Ji Liao's table from the corner of his eye, and found that there was no lunch box on it, he frowned and said, "You don't want to eat?"

The topic changed too quickly, Ji Liao reacted for a while, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm not hungry."

——Actually, I forgot, just thinking about adding soup to Captain Yan.

Yan Cun saw through everything, and divided the untouched beef rice into two bowls, put one of the bowls in front of Ji Liao's table, and said, "It's already 9 o'clock, let's eat a little bit."

Ji Liao paused.

Just as he was about to refuse, Wen Lianyi, who was checking the folder on the USB drive next door, called out to Yan Cun, and Yan Cun quickly walked over.

"Team Yan, this USB flash drive is a bit strange..."

Wen Lianyi opened several txt files in the USB flash drive, frowned and said, "I looked at these files for a while, and they were all garbled characters. I thought it might be because the format was converted to hide the information...but I tried several times. , found nothing."