He is infinitely reborn in a loop

Chapter 11

Huang Zonglin was standing in front of the huge single-sided glass, and there was a person sitting there—in the current popular words, he was a "successful person".

In his hand is Ji Long's information. He is a native of the country, and his parents are both big businessmen.Born with a golden spoon in his mouth, he received the best education. The star company he founded is also one of the best ace brokerage companies in the circle.

Such "successful people" are rich and powerful, and it is difficult to connect them with the brutal and bloody murder scene.

"It's interesting." Huang Zonglin said softly.

Ji Long's hands were locked by handcuffs, but there was no tension on his face, and he leaned leisurely on the back of the chair.

The dim light dimmed above his head, and on the wall not far away were written four large characters of frankness and wideness. Half of the words were immersed in darkness, and the deterrent effect was not obvious.

The police officer who asked the question looked serious: "According to the surveillance, what did you enter Wu Yu's lounge at 18:16 tonight?"

Ji Long sneered, "Of course I'm looking for him, the media outside are waiting for him to walk on the red carpet."

The police officer put a photo in front of Ji Long and asked, "Do you recognize the woman in the photo who entered the lounge at 18:23?"

Ji Long glanced indifferently: "Oh, I know him. A little internet celebrity."

"What is your relationship?"

"It doesn't matter. I know too many people. Can't everyone have something to do with me?"

Huang Zonglin squinted his eyes halfway, staring at the suspect in front of him like a hound, trying to find a breakthrough in the details of Zhiwei.

"Ask him why he's wearing a doll headgear," he said into the microphone next to his ear.

The police officer asked: "The woman in the photo was wearing a doll costume, but you were wearing her doll headgear. Why? Please think carefully before answering."

"..." Ji Long straightened his back slightly, as if he was sitting stiff to relieve, "She is pursuing me. I met her on the way to the lounge, and she gave me the doll headgear."

"So you two are lovers?"

"No, no, this woman is only pursuing me unilaterally." Ji Long hastily denied, "I also accepted the doll's headgear because I thought it was cute. I couldn't have broken the law because I didn't have the good intention of rejecting the suitor, right?"

Outside the single-sided glass, Huang Zonglin picked up Ji Long's materials again and turned to the second page.It says Ji Long's family members, there is a wife who was also born with a golden spoon in her mouth, but she often lives abroad with Ji Long's son and rarely comes back.

Huang Zonglin snorted contemptuously, a little shameless for Ji Long's behavior - always shifting the responsibility to the woman, asking that it was the other party who posted it, and he was innocent.

He put down the documents, pushed open the door of the interrogation room and walked in.

The police officer who was questioning handed the transcript to Huang Zonglin, but Huang Zonglin did not sit down, but walked to Ji Long with the transcript and leaned on the table.

Huang Zonglin: "Tell me, what did you do last night."

Ji Long looked up at Huang Zonglin, the distance between them was so close that it could be measured with only one arm.

Forced by the opponent's strong deterrence, Ji Long lowered his head calmly, failing to harden himself.

Ji Long said: "At 6 o'clock, I greeted the media on the red carpet. The original plan was to wait for Wu Yu to come over for an interview. But he never showed up, so I went to the backstage lounge to look for him. As a result, when I arrived , found that he and Lin Dawei were arguing."

"Arguing? What are you arguing about?"

"I didn't hear the details, it seems that Wu Yu's demo was deleted by Lin Dawei."

"what?"

"Demo, unreleased song sample." Ji Long explained, "This kind of thing can be said to be a singer's job. Deleting the demo is tantamount to ruining his hard work."

Ji Long deliberately exaggerated the seriousness, intending to set the fire on Lin Dawei.

Huang Zonglin took out the cigarette case and asked inexplicably, "One?"

Ji Long was stunned, looked at the brand on the cigarette box, and shook his head firmly: "No, thank you."

Huang Zonglin snorted coldly, very slightly, and the sarcasm was fleeting.He put away the cigarette case and didn't smoke - this was just a test, at least he knew now that Wu Yuan was right, Ji Long smoked expensive cigarettes, and he looked down on cheap cigarettes.

Moreover, Huang Zonglin deliberately got close, and he smelled a very special smell of smoke.

Although Ji Long still had the smell of cologne, which could easily be confused, Huang Zonglin was influenced by Wu Yuan and deliberately distinguished the two smells.

It's too ridiculous to just circulate this kind of statement.

Huang Zonglin didn't take reincarnation seriously at all. He was an old criminal policeman with more than ten years of experience, and he would extract usable information from witnesses' testimony.

Loops are obviously not available.

And the relationship between Wu Yuan and these people must be more complicated than what he said.

"Okay." Huang Zonglin flipped through the notes, "You said Lin Dawei was the murderer, then tell me how he killed Wu Yu from what you saw."

Ji Long: "At that time they were arguing, and I persuaded them a few times after I went in. As a result, Wu Yu became anxious and broke a lot of things."

He paused, thought for a moment and said, "By the way, the little Internet celebrity came in at this time. Then Wu Yu locked the door and took out a knife to point at us."

"Knife? What knife?"

"It's like a fruit knife." Ji Long clenched his hands, as if he was in palpitations, "Wu Yu often loses his temper, and if he doesn't deal with him, he will get angry. I was worried that he would do something impulsive, so I surrounded him with Lin Dawei." , to take that knife.

"In the end, after Lin Dawei got the knife, Wu Yu scolded him." Ji Long raised his head, his face pale, as if he was really frightened, "I really didn't expect this to happen! I dare not stop Lin Dawei, he At that time, I was crazy, I have been assassinating Wu Yu!"

Huang Zonglin took a pen to write something on the paper, and he was not at all fooled by Ji Long's acting skills - he had seen many such actors.

After finishing writing, Huang Zonglin asked: "What did he scold?"

"...It seems that your daughter's future has nothing to do with me." Ji Long shook his head violently, "No, I don't know, I was terrified at the time."

In another interrogation room across the wall, Cheng Ling's hair was loose and his forehead was wet with sweat.She bit her lower lip, her lipstick had dried and cracked into fine lines.

The police officer opposite asked, "Are you sure what Wu Yu said at the time?"

Cheng Ling stared and said firmly, "I'm sure! Because I've met Lin Dawei's daughter, and she's just going to start elementary school this year."

There was a moment of silence in the air, and Cheng Ling asked again: "I told everything I know, can you let me go?"

The police officer said blankly: "Sorry, you are a suspect in this case and cannot leave for the time being."

"Lin Dawei killed it, it's none of my business!" Cheng Ling cried.

Tears instantly filled those big eyes, and with a click, they fell down.

Fortunately, the interrogating police officers have undergone strict training, no matter how pitiful or innocent the person being interrogated is, they will not be moved with compassion.

Cheng Ling cried for a while, and found that no one paid attention to her, the grievance was swept away, and turned into a blank face in an instant.

Huang Zonglin read Cheng Ling's transcript outside the one-way glass, and it was exactly the same as what Ji Long said, as if he had made a confession beforehand.

At this moment, Liu Wen pushed the door open and entered.

He didn't talk nonsense, and directly threw the cause of death appraisal into Huang Zonglin's hands, complaining with a look of lovelessness: "It's already 11 o'clock, Huang team, you have to express it! For example, use supper to express condolences to us because of overtime work." And a weary heart."

"Okay, how about the opposite side?" Huang Zonglin's face, which had been tense all night, finally eased for a moment, showing a long-lost smile.

"Good idea!" Liu Wen agreed very much, but he also made a joke to ridicule the tense atmosphere.

After the effect was achieved, he continued: "There are two incisions in total, one on the abdomen and one on the heart. The heart is a fatal wound."

Huang Zonglin looked at the report in his hand and asked suspiciously: "The wound on the heart was pierced at a horizontal angle, which means that he was stabbed lying down?"

"Yes. The deceased should have suffered serious abdominal injuries, lost the ability to resist, was pushed to the ground, and was finally stabbed in the heart by the murderer to death."

"Can't the incision on the abdomen confirm the murderer's height?"

"The height of the deceased was 180cm. If the knife was stabbed by a woman who was quite different from him, the edge of the knife would be inclined upward. But the knife was stabbed slightly downward, so it can only be concluded that the height of the murderer is not much different from the deceased, and The current shoes are a little taller, and the range is about 6 or 7cm."

Huang Zonglin opened another stack of materials, which read——

Lin Dawei is 170cm tall.

Ji Long is 183cm tall.

"Both of these cannot rule out the suspicion." Huang Zonglin murmured.

Liu Wen patted him on the shoulder: "Come on, take your time to interrogate, I'll find a place to rest for a while."

In fact, Liu Wen went to the reception room and found Wu Yuan who was playing with his mobile phone with his head down.

Wu Yuan's mobile phone was charging at the side, and logically, it had been charged for more than an hour, and it should be turned on even if it was a brick.

But he didn't touch his mobile phone, and the mobile phone in his hand was still stuck on the unlocking interface.

Liu Wen looked curiously: "Hey, can you forget the password of your own mobile phone?"

On the lock screen interface, it will display—password error, please try again in 10 minutes.

"No, isn't there a face?" Liu Wen's mind quickly turned, "Isn't this your phone?"

"It's from Wu Yu." Wu Yuan didn't look up at him, but was thinking about what the password was.

"Are you crazy?! Wu Yu?" Liu Wen exclaimed, "This is fucking physical evidence, how did you get it?"

Wu Yuan told the truth: "I hid it secretly before calling the police."

It was also a coincidence that when Wu Yuan squatted down to check Wu Yu's breathing, the cell phone was in Wu Yu's trouser pocket, with his head exposed.

By mistake, Wu Yuan secretly took it.

Liu Wen was surprised and said, "Stealing criminal evidence is against the law!"

Wu Yuan: "I know."

"You know you're still hiding it??" Liu Wen's expression was in disbelief, not only because this matter touched the line, but also because Wu Yuan was very frank.

To be honest, even if Liu Wen goes out to report now, Wu Yuan doesn't care.

But Wu Yuan suddenly said: "I regret it."

Liu Wen breathed a sigh of relief: "Damn! Hand it over quickly, maybe it can be saved."

"No, I regret that I should have memorized the password before." Wu Yuan broke down a bit, he turned off the screen, hung his head between his arms, and surrounded himself with bent knees.

Liu Wen: "..."

Wu Yuan suddenly looked up at the clock on the wall, then turned to Liu Wen and said, "Brother, do me a favor."

Liu Wen: "...what?"

Wu Yuan: "Huang Zonglin took away a piece of evidence, help me to see if that piece of evidence has been modified, and if so, let's see how it was modified."

The author has something to say:

Wu Yuan: The password is not your birthday or my birthday, it is not the day of debut or the day of award, what exactly is it? !

Wu Yu: ... guess again, it has something to do with us.