The interrogation of Qin Xiao was not going smoothly. Perhaps people with identities like Qin Xiao have been trained in some legal knowledge. They are very clear about how to deal with the police, protect themselves, and how to prevent themselves from falling into the police trap when they are stuck in the lawsuit.

They are like wild wolves in the forest, familiar with the many traps set by hunters. They are not only smart and cunning, but also fearless, relying on their innate species advantages. They have fangs and sharp claws, and more importantly, they have wolves behind them.

Chu Xingyun quickly watched the surveillance video during the incident period. The surveillance video showed that Zhou Shiyang entered Room 106 with the door card taken from the front desk at 9:15. About ten minutes later, the cleaning entered Room 106 to clean the room.

At 9:38, Cleaning walked out of Room 106.

At 9:45, Qin Xiao entered Room 106.

At 9:50, Qin Xiao escaped from Room 106 and was taken back by He Cheng.

The video clearly tells the entire storyline of Zhou Shiyang's murder. Room No. 106 only Baojie and Qin Xiao enter. In fact, according to the surveillance remaining on the scene, the suspect was not Qin Xiao, but Baojie's aunt.

The cleaning lady was pushing the cleaning car, and it was easy to install a murder weapon, and she was also the last person Zhou Shiyang contacted before his death. This speculation was ridiculous and ridiculous. The cleaning lady had no motive for murder, and she didn't even know who the guest in Room 106 was, so she could not kill. Moreover, Chu Xingyun sent someone to search for the cleaning car, but her cleaning car never left the surveillance range from beginning to end. There were only some cleaning tools inside, and there were no feasible iron tools described by Su Wan.

In other words, the two people Zhou Shiyang contacted before his death, Qin Xiao and the cleaning lady, could almost eliminate the suspicion, and the only suspect left was Qin Xiao.

Chu Xingyun looked at the scene where Qin Xiao ran out of 106 and rushed towards the elevator on the screen and fell into deep thought. There is no direct evidence to point out that Qin Xiao is the murderer. If Qin Xiao is not the murderer, then the murder case he faced was a murder in the secret room. In other words, someone touched 106 and killed Zhou Shiyang without knowing it, and disappeared without knowing it.

But he remembered it very clearly that the cleaning lady said that when she entered Room 106, the window of the room was locked, and every time she cleaned the room, she would lock the window. Moreover, the window could only be opened and closed from the inside. It was impossible for someone to open the window from the outside to hide into the room, unless the murderer had an insider in the room - but Room 106 not only could not even find a weapon, but there was no unnecessary person. The insider could almost give up.

Chu Xingyun took out a piece of white paper from the document folder and wrote down three inferences.

1; Qin Xiao is the murderer, where is the weapon?

2; Qin Xiao is not the murderer, is the method of killing people in the secret room?

When he wrote the third point, he suddenly looked up at the frozen screen. Qin Xiao's figure fleeing on the screen was like a mouse crossing the street; so panic and embarrassed.

When he saw Qin Xiao at the scene, he could see at a glance that Qin Xiao had unfathomable thoughts hidden in his heart. Qin Xiao did not show the sadness and compassion of the human nature when facing Zhou Shiyang's corpse. He was just frightened and scared, just as anxious and worried as if he was plagued by the evil ghost turned into by the dead Zhou Shiyang.

A dark and sharp cold light flashed in Chu Xingyun's eyes, just like a candlelight lit up in the dark world, vaguely capturing the ghosts and monsters lurking in the darkness.

After a moment of contemplation, he wrote down the third crucial point on white paper - the goal.

The red pen in my hand drew several circles around the two characters, and the red oil refill core surrounded the 'target', like a bloody trap.

The paper was suddenly taken away by a slender and beautiful hand. Chu Xingyun then threw the pen in his hand on the table, holding his forehead and breathing a deep breath.

He Cheng swept the three doubts he listed, his eyes focused on the word "target" that was almost impossible to see clearly by the red pen, and said lightly: "Do you think the target of the murderer is not Zhou Shiyang?"

Chu Xingyun dragged his forehead and closed his eyes, stretched out his fingers to compare one and two, his tone was tired and low: "There are two situations; one, if Qin Xiao is the murderer, his target is Zhou Shiyang. Two, if Qin Xiao is not the murderer, the target of the murderer will not be Zhou Shiyang. On the other hand, use consciousness to argue the form. If we can find evidence to prove that Zhou Shiyang is the target of the attack, then Qin Xiao is likely to be the murderer. On the contrary, Qin Xiao is not the murderer."

He Cheng understood that Chu Xingyun found that it was difficult to find a weapon, so he opened up a new idea. However, this path was not much simpler than finding a weapon. The clues available for this case and the closed case space were simply in a state of incomparable power.

Chu Xingyun took out the cigarette box and knocked out a cigarette, and held the cigarette mouth in his mouth and touched all the pockets all over his body to look for a lighter.

He Cheng bent down quietly and picked up a lighter that fell on the corner of the table, leaned against the edge of the table, fired and handed it to him with the flames.

Chu Xingyun lit the cigarette with his hand, thinking that this feeling was good. He thought about the case and served He Cheng in front of the case. There was a red sleeve incense in ancient times, and he had a president lit the cigarette.

He Cheng lowered his eyes and looked at the flames coming out of the lighter. He gently traced the outside of the flames with his left finger, exploring the scorching heart of the fire bit by bit. When his skin was about to be burned, he retracted his fingers. After a moment, he tried again, and the flames turned into a game in his hand.

"You don't seem to doubt Qin Xiao very much."

He Chengdao.

Chu Xingyun bit the cigarette and frowned, then pulled the video back to the original point, and the powerful light of the screen was reversed in his pupils.

"When no key clues are found, anyone is suspicious. Similarly, anyone may be innocent."

He Cheng raised his eyelids and smiled at the corner of his lips: "You believe him quite well."

"Who, Qin Xiao?"

"Otherwise? There is only one suspect now, but you don't interrogate him. What are you waiting for?"

Chu Xingyun took away the cigarette at the corner of his lips, licked his lower lip, which was dried by the smoke, and did not notice that there was anything in his words. He stared at the screen and said with all his heart: "It's useless, that boy can't say anything, his psychological defense is not so easily destroyed. Director Qin is his backer in his heart. As long as Director Qin does not fall, his psychological defense will not collapse."

He Cheng hugged his arms, lowered his eyes and glanced at him for a while, and suddenly raised his lips and sneered: "When I was involved in a murder case, I was very active in the trial."

Chu Xingyun played the video twice again. After seeing the cleaning staff coming out of Room 106, he entered 107. Less than five minutes after entering, the customer of 107 came out of the room with his luggage and walked with Qin Xiao. When the cleaning staff stood at the door of Room 106 and exclaimed that he was dead, the customer of 107 happened to walk to the stairs and walked downstairs.

It was a bit strange. This person should have heard the exclamation of cleaning, but his pace was not chaotic and seemed to be unaffected.

Chu Xingyun opened the customer information given to him by the manager that night and found the person in the registration column of Room 107. His name is Lu Xia. He checked in Shu Palace on September 10th. The check-out was within ten minutes after the death case. If he insisted on pulling this person into this case, then his only connection with Zhou Shiyang was that he lived in Room 107. However, Lu Xia moved in two days ago, and this information overturned the only remaining relationship between him and Zhou Shiyang, leaving only a layer of accidental factors.

No matter what, in the face of such a confused case, Chu Xingyun still felt that it was necessary to find this person, even if it was useless, he had to give it a try.

He searched for Lu Xia's contact information in the detailed information, but did not pay attention to what He Cheng was saying. He bit his cigarette mouth and responded absent-mindedly: "Well, take the ashtray."

Seeing that it did not attract his attention, He Cheng felt a little unhappy and did not take the ashtray to him, but bent down and took away the cigarette he had held at the corner of his lips.

Chu Xingyun's mouth was empty, and subconsciously raised his eyes. He Cheng held the table with his hands, leaned over and leaned over, and stopped very close to him.

"What's wrong?"

Chu Xingyun asked puzzledly.

He Cheng looked at him with a tense face for a moment, and his voice was cold: "Didn't you hear what I said just now?"

"No, what did you say?"

He Cheng glanced at the corner of his lips and ate it: "I said, you didn't hesitate when you first tried me, and you wanted to use all your tricks on me."

Chu Xingyun narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his body back and leaned into the leather chair, lazily curled the corners of his lips. Although he didn't know why He Cheng suddenly competed with Qin Xiao, he could see that He Cheng was expressing his dissatisfaction to him and seeking comfort.

After staring at his face for a while, Chu Xingyun suddenly sat up, leaned forward, reached out to hook his chin, and said with a smile: "How come I remember I didn't interrogate you much? Are you sure I used all my tricks on you?"

He Cheng was already used to his teasing from time to time, and he was quite fond of his tricks. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't you count if you put a trick on me?"

Chu Xingyun's laughter was low and soft, and he said, "It's far from it. You haven't seen my real trick yet."

He Cheng's eyes darkened, he suddenly pursed his lips, put his face in front of him, and whispered: "Let me see it another day?"

Chu Xingyun raised his palm and pressed it on his waist, rubbed his palm through his suit jacket, lowered his eyes and looked at his lips that had already reached his lips, and said, "No problem, as long as you can bear it."

"Is life-threatening?"

"Didn't you say you're giving me your life?"

He Cheng laughed: "That's right, I'll be yours anyway."

Chu Xingyun pecked his lips: "That's right, it's all mine."

When a bundle of dry firewood in the office was about to be lit, I suddenly heard Zhao Feng knocking outside.

"Boss, the family of the deceased came to recognize the body."

Chu Xingyun tsk, stood up and put on his coat casually, raised his legs and walked towards the door: "Let's go and meet your partner."

At the door of the autopsy room, Qiao Shishi and a tall man in formal clothes stood. The man looked sad and sad. Chu Xingyun only felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember seeing him anywhere.

Until He Cheng called him: "Mr. Qiu."

Qiu Zhi turned around and shook hands with He Cheng: "Mr. He."

After He Cheng said this, Chu Xingyun remembered that he was Zhou Quliang's right-hand assistant and the deputy general manager of Huafeng Group.

Zhou Quliang was standing in the autopsy room, next to the mortal mortar where Zhou Shiyang's body was parked. Perhaps because of the hurry, his suit jacket was placed on his arm, and his flat and serious side face could not tell much sadness. But Chu Xingyun could see that he was suffering the biggest trauma in his life.

Zhou Quliang's straight shoulders, which had always stopped, completely collapsed, and the suit jacket on his arm trembled slightly with his body.

About ten minutes later, he covered Zhou Shiyang's face with a white cloth and turned around and walked towards the door.

His pace was a little unstable, but his demeanor was still there. He walked out of the autopsy room and stood in front of Chu Xingyun, asking, "Who is the murderer?"

To be honest, receiving the family of the deceased is a very prudent life. In addition to explaining the cause of death to them and asking the family of the deceased to give the time to arrest the murderer, the most challenging thing for the police's psychological endurance is to face despair and sad faces.

Chu Xingyun sympathized with his family members who had lost their relatives, and at this time he felt even more sympathetic to Zhou Quliang. This successful man possessed the cultivation and demeanor of his wealth, so even if he suffered such a severe blow, he could still remain calm. Perhaps he saw Zhou Quliang that he had always admired, and at this time Chu Xingyun sympathized with him more than any family member of the deceased.

"Jielao, Mr. Zhou."

Chu Xingyun Dao.

Zhou Quliang nodded with a pale face, said thank you softly, and then asked: "Who killed Shiyang?"

Chu Xingyun sighed in his heart and said, "The murderer has not been locked yet."

Qiu Zhi said anxiously: "It's spreading outside, it's Director Qin's son!"

Chu Xingyun looked at him, his eyes were quiet and serious, "It's just the suspect, and there is no direct evidence to point Qin Xiao as the murderer."

Qiu Zhi looked at him, and the muscles on his face kept twitching, as if he wanted to say something, but he tried his best to hold it back.

Even if he didn't say it, Chu Xingyun could guess what he wanted to say, but he was simply scolding him and Director Qin for protecting each other and waive Qin Xiao.

Chu Xingyun ignored him and turned to Zhou Quliang and said: "The evidence on the scene is indeed insufficient. We are doing fingerprint identification. Once other suspicious candidates are found, no matter who the real murderer is, we will arrest him. Please believe us."

Zhou Quliang stretched out his hand to him, his palms trembled violently, and his low tone was still stable: "I believe in the police and I believe in you."

Chu Xingyun had to admit that he was moved by the sincerity of Zhou Quliang's eyes mixed with the rich sadness. He held Zhou Quliang's hand and said solemnly: "Thank you."

After receiving the news, Yang Kaitai rushed over, his eyes were red and swollen, and he seemed to cry a lot.

He walked to Zhou Quliang's side, and his inexplicable guilt turned red again, and his lower lip was almost bitten to pieces by himself.

"I'm sorry, Brother Zhou."

Zhou Quliang did not extricate his anger at all. He raised his arm and patted him gently on his shoulder, saying, "It has nothing to do with you."

Then he asked Chu Xingyun: "Can I go back first? The two elders don't know about this matter abroad. I need it-if there is any progress, please notify me as soon as possible."

Chu Xingyun said: "Yes."
To be continued...