Ren is ruthless and touching

Chapter 29

Mu Jiuping took a mouthful of the boxed lunch: "Boss, go back and rest first, I'll..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a police officer knock on the door, and walked in excitedly to report: "Captain, those two finally spoke!"

The two of them refer to Zhao Huan's close guards. Mu Jiuping sent people to interrogate them for two days.

"Really!?" Mu Jiuping stood up suddenly, "What did they say?"

"They said that Zhao Huan actually had a mental illness."

"Take me there!" Mu Jiuping threw down his chopsticks and walked towards the door, motioning for Qi Shaoshang to come along.

Qi Shaoshang looked at his watch, it seems that it will be all night today, alas.

The interrogation room was cold and gloomy, with only a table in the middle and two chairs facing each other.The faint yellow desk lamp on the table made people haggard and lifeless, but the camera next to the table facing the person being interrogated conscientiously recorded everyone's every move during the interrogation process.

Seeing the captain walk in, the policeman sitting on the chair hurriedly got up and gave up his seat. Mu Jiuping wanted Qi Shaoshang to sit down, but Qi Shaoshang refused with his eyes, and just stood behind him.He likes to pace when he thinks.

After Mu Jiuping sat down, he cleared his throat and asked, "Tell me in detail what you know about Zhao Huan."

The eyes of the person being questioned were a little red, but he seemed to be in good spirits.

He clasped his fingers on the table and said after a pause, "Your Highness...he looks like a normal person, but he has some psychological problems..."

But Qi Shaoshang interrupted him, put one hand on the table, locked him tightly with starry eyes, and said forcefully: "He is dead, you can just say what you want, no one can tell you what to say." How about you. You are just taking orders from him, no matter how much the crime is pursued, it will not fall on you! You are so euphemistic and cover up now, shouldn't you..."

The man looked at Qi Shaoshang with a guilty conscience, and could only confess: "Your Highness, he is not interested in ordinary women or men. He likes and likes corpses."

This! ?

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

Mu Jiuping and Qi Shaoshang were stunned. If it was true, then Zhao Huan, isn't he a pervert among perverts?

"What evidence do you have? Did you see it with your own eyes?" Mu Jiuping pressed.

"I... I'm telling the truth! Although I haven't, I haven't seen it...but..."

Qi Shaoshang looked at the panicked look of the man, and suddenly remembered that the maid said that she was not sure if someone had actually lived in Zhao Huan's room because - "it's just that the bed was a little messy".

The scattered information is chilling. What the guard said sounds sensational, but it is probably the truth...

Mu Jiuping wanted to ask more questions, but Qi Shaoshang pressed his shoulder.Qi Shaoshang shook his head at him and said not to get entangled in this issue.

Mu Jiuping suppressed the doubts in his heart and said, "Go on."

The man thought for a while, and said: "That person named Wuqing has been here many times, and every time he came, he was only called by His Highness to eat or chat with him, because he was so beautiful... We were very impressed. I stayed here once... It must have been half a year ago. All the people who were sent in before were dead, but he came out of that room. When we saw him, we were all shocked... I don’t know what Your Highness thinks of him. What did he do, it feels like he changed overnight..." The guard is a middle-aged man, even though he has worked in the palace for most of his life and has seen a lot, it is difficult for him to accept this kind of thing. Difficult.

Qi Shaoshang frowned: "Tell me about the day when the crime happened."

The guard rubbed his hands, subconsciously picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip, recalling the situation that night: "Originally His Highness called Wu Qing to come again, but it was delayed because of an emergency meeting, and the meeting lasted until midnight. As for what happened when His Highness entered the room... I really don't know."

Mu Jiuping asked: "You were on duty that day when the incident happened. Did you see any suspicious people coming in and out or anything unusual?"

The guard thought about it again, then shook his head: "No...the second floor is where His Highness's bedroom is, and there are very few people who can come in. There are only a few people who come in and out every day, and they are all registered..."

Mu Jiuping frowned, and asked again: "Did you hear anything during the period from four to six in the morning?"

This time the guard replied very definitely: "I can't hear it. That bedroom is very soundproof, no matter how loud the sound is, it can't come through."

"Can't even hear the gunfire!?"

"Yes. It took a lot of work when it was built."

Mu Jiuping and Qi Shaoshang looked at each other, Zhao Huan tried his best to cover up his dark thoughts, but in the end he fell into the hole he dug himself.

It seemed like God had played a huge joke on him.

It was already midnight when I came out of the inquiry room.

Qi Shaoshang took a deep breath of the cool night wind in late autumn, and instantly woke up a lot.

He bid farewell to Mu Jiuping, and drove aimlessly on the road. Driving was only a subconscious action, and all his attention was always on sorting out the case.

When it was daylight, there were more pedestrians and cars on the road. When he raised his eyes, he found that he had unknowingly walked to the gate of the palace.

Now that you are here, is there any reason not to enter?

He explained his purpose, registered, and entered the crime scene again.

As a detective, it is common to return to the murder scene again, one is to find clues that may be missed, and the other is that the atmosphere and layout here are an inspiration for solving the case.

Qi Shaoshang took a deep breath, and opened the door of Zhao Huan's bedroom.

Everything was still as it was at the time of the crime, except that the large swath of dazzling blood on the bed and the carpet had already dried up into a crimson mark.

Qi Shaoshang stepped in, paced slowly, put himself in it, and returned to that terrifying dawn...

The guards didn't see any suspicious person coming out of this room, and it was impossible for the murderer to evaporate on his own after shooting, and entered this huge, cage-like palace, and it was difficult to fly out with wings, unless... In the palace, I didn't even want to escape...

Excited by this conclusion, Qi Shaoshang felt a little suspicious. All the people who entered the palace that day were still being screened, and the murderer must be among them!

As he was walking, he raised his moo suddenly, and what caught his eye was a decorative Western clock placed on the bar counter, about twenty centimeters high, made of gilt copper, Qi Shaoshang put on his gloves, picked it up and took a closer look , the enamel clock is true, coupled with the gorgeous and complicated style, ingenious design, and exquisite craftsmanship, the entire clock is very artistic, and it is definitely something that has been soaked in French romanticism. Hundreds of Wan's high-end works of art.

After the "tasting", Qi Shaoshang put the stack of "taxpayers' blood and sweat" back to its original place, rubbed his chin and meditated on it.

Most of the designers and producers of French clocks are sculptors and painters. Their works are all very particular. Materials, stories, colors, and collocations cannot be called successful art, but this enamel clock is here. He always Something is wrong, as if something is missing.

What's missing?

He took two steps back to get a wider view of it.

Candlesticks!

He suddenly realized that he remembered seeing it at an auction. It is also a country that produces Western clocks. Unlike England and the United States, many works in France are auctioned in sets, and the exquisite and luxurious clocks will be matched with both sides. The candle holders placed look more magnificent.

He approached again and carefully checked the countertop of the bar. Because the room was cleaned every day, the traces were very difficult to discern, so he called the maid who was in charge of cleaning that day, and after asking, his guess was confirmed.

The pair of candlesticks with gilt copper bases disappeared!

Judging from the scene, the murderer's purpose is very clear, which is to kill.He didn't come to steal things, and none of the decorations in this room were priceless, even if he did, he wouldn't just steal a pair of candlesticks.

Is there any unavoidable reason why the murderer must take this pair of candlesticks away?

Qi Shaoshang walked slowly along the edge of the carpet to the balcony door. He leaned against the wall, and at his feet was the place where he fell ruthlessly and seriously injured. He lowered his eyelashes to cover the bright eyes, immersed in his own world .