Star City Detective K

"Oh... that's right." After listening to Zhan Qingyun's description of the scene where Xu Zhicheng was killed, Bai Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Sir Zhan, are you looking for my opinion in the middle of the night? Or are you testing my reasoning?" Zhan Qingyun leaned back on his sofa to stretch his limbs, and turned his head towards him upon hearing this.

"What do you say?"

"It shouldn't be to test me, you don't have such a free time. I guess you don't intend to ask my opinion - a person like you who wants to save face. I said, you are not asking me to show off that you solved the case?" Zhan Qingyun laughed.

"I'm not keen on showoff age anymore! Bai Yan, I'm here to ask you for the correct answer." Zhan Qingyun said, "Remember? We used to do it often." Bai Yan wondered, "Correct the answer?"

"One sentence per person, Solitaire restores the process of the case." Zhan Qingyun shrugged, "Those who got stuck and made many mistakes, please eat - you still owe me two meals." Bai Yan sat down opposite Zhan Qingyun, rolled up his arms casually. Shirt sleeves, "Then I will definitely not lose to you this time. Who will go first?" Zhan Qingyun made a gesture of invitation to Bai Yan.

"Okay. It has been deduced that the murderer is an acquaintance, because the murderer knows Xu Zhicheng and his neighbors' routines very well. Obviously, this murderer is someone who frequents Xu Zhicheng's house - he is familiar enough to know which trophy is heavy enough to be used as a murder weapon." Zhan Qingyun Nodding, added tacitly.

"The murderer deliberately cut the guardrail, came in through the window, and took away the property, in order to make the scene look like a burglary. However, he was careless. The table top was very rough. After the trophy used as the murder weapon was put on it again, blood stains would appear. The texture of the wood, even if it is wiped afterwards, cannot cover up the shape of the blood stains. As long as the luminol reagent is sprayed, it will show that the murder weapon is a trophy on the table, so the police realized that the murderer is very Those who knew the dead."

"So, he thought of a way on the spur of the moment. Since the table was about the same size as the bed, he simply replaced the bottom of the bed with a blood-stained table, but the whereabouts of the original bottom of the bed are unknown."

"Why bother?" Bai Yan continued, "Since you can make the bed unaccounted for, why not just make the table unaccounted for?" Bai Yan stretched out his hand to grab the live photo of Zhan Qingyun on the table, and clicked on the bed.

"This bed is a visual effect of splicing wooden strips. The whole bed is made of wooden strips. The table top is a whole piece of wood." Zhan Qingyun shrugged.

"That's right, the difference is that the baseboard of the bed can be disassembled into wooden strips and transported out of the window, but the tabletop can't."

"So what the murderer took away from the crime scene is not only the murder weapon, but also the four legs of the table and the bed bottom that was disassembled into wooden strips." Bai Yan said, the fingers of his right hand lightly tapped the glass top of the coffee table, making a crisp sound. There was a knocking sound, "These things were transported out of the window by him."

"However, although such a large amount of wood is not large in size, the combined volume is not small. It is impossible to transport it out of the window at one time. It would be too risky to throw it out of the window several times. If someone accidentally What about late return?"

"So he has an accomplice."

"Well, this person is in charge of responding below, and hides the wood handed out in an inconspicuous place first, and the two people can use the same method to guide them inside and out, and finally, they take the wood out of the community wall and leave the scene. "

"However, for the tabletop covered with blood, it must have been an accident, because he couldn't have thought in advance that blood in the shape of a murder weapon would be left on the rough tabletop, and he deliberately put the murder weapon on it, so this is considered an accident to the murderer. Then , How did he come up with the countermeasure of 'remove the bed board' in advance?" Bai Yan was hesitating, when Zhan Qingyun's cell phone rang.When Zhan Qingyun saw the incoming call, he made a silent gesture to Bai Yan, put the phone on the table, turned on the speakerphone, and pressed the answer button.

"You are amazing." Lu Yuan's voice rang on the other end of the phone, with an extremely excited tone, "The monitoring really caught the problem - guess what?"

"What did you capture?"

"It's not that I captured something, it's that I didn't capture anything!" Lu Yuan spoke quickly, crackling.

"Xu Zhicheng's daughter, Xu Yuan, told us before that the last time she came to Uncle Xu's place was two days ago, but the surveillance only captured her entering, not leaving." Zhan Qingyun raised his eyebrows, showing no surprise at all. expression.

"sure?"

"I'm sure, four or five people have been screened several times, and there is no possibility of omission."

"Okay." Zhan Qingyun picked up the phone, "Thank you, I probably understand, I'll contact you later." Zhan Qingyun hung up the phone, looked up at Bai Yan, "It just so happens that the last clue has been put together. It's your turn just now Bar?"

"It's just right to add this clue." Bai Yan spread his hands, "What we assumed before was 'the murderer cut through the anti-theft guardrail'. What if the murderer didn't need to remove the anti-theft guardrail to enter the room? In the room - have you been in the room since a few days before the incident?" Zhan Qingyun raised his hand, and nodded to Bai Yan from the air, the two of them looked at each other and spoke at the same time.

"Xu Yuan."

"Well." Zhan Qingyun continued, "Considering the inference of an accomplice before, cutting the two anti-theft guardrails is probably not to enter the room, but to leave without leaving a trace, after all, she can't walk away after the crime I don’t think Uncle Xu will just sit back and watch his daughter cut the security fence of his house, so I’m afraid... Uncle Xu has already been killed when he cut the fence.”

"That's it. The suspicious point you mentioned before, the murderer's act of cutting the anti-theft fence is too big, and there is an explanation-Xu Zhicheng has already been killed, and the neighbor is not on the night shift, so of course it will not attract attention."

"As for the motive, I'm afraid it's the counterfeit K logo—considering that the account holders of those shell companies are indeed Uncle Xu, he should also be fishing. It's just a coincidence that the old K probably noticed it. If you go to investigate Mu Mingyuan and Xu Yuan, maybe you will find evidence of their connection with Old K. Above."

"The above are all brain supplements." Bai Yan made up the knife, the two raised their heads, looked at each other, looked at each other for a few seconds, and sighed at the same time.

Bai Yan got up and poured two cups of tea, one to Zhan Qingyun, and one to play with in his fingers. Although Bai Yan was speaking in a declarative tone, the meaning of gloating was obvious.

"Officer Zhan, you have no evidence, and the murderer has no conclusive motive. Old K is a very cautious person, and he rarely leaves conclusive evidence when in contact with people. Even I am never allowed to show up with a mobile phone. In front of him. Therefore, even if the inferences just now are correct, as long as Xu Yuan and Mu Mingyuan are not stupid, it is impossible for them to plead guilty. Judging from the handling of the scene, with all due respect, I don’t think they are really stupid.” Zhan Qingyun glared at his companion who was in the same boat and refused to help each other in displeasure, raised his head and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.

In the living room of Bai Yan's house, Zhan Qingyun turned over - rolled directly from the sofa to the floor, the weightlessness of the fall made him startled, turned over and sat up - the sky was already bright, and he was still wrapped in a mess A blanket for stumbling.He remembered that he was discussing Xu Zhicheng's case at Bai Yan's house last night, and he and Bai Yan restored the case... And then?Did he just fall asleep?No... probably not.The last thing Zhan Qingyun remembered was that he drank up the tea that Bai Yan handed him... and then?Then...he remembered that he suddenly felt very heavy, and his vision became more and more blurred.He remembered that he fell uncontrollably to the coffee table, and Bai Yan came over to support him... After that, there was nothing.

Suddenly, Zhan Qingyun realized some terrible possibility. Zhan Qingyun gasped and fumbled for his pockets and handbags... Sure enough, they all disappeared—the graduation photo he took out from Xu Zhicheng's house, in the police station. The group photos copied from the school archives, as well as the materials of the shell companies under Mu Mingyuan's name, were all gone.Zhan Qingyun kicked off the blanket wrapped around his legs, jumped up and rushed to the window - Bai Yan's car was not in the parking space either.

"..."

Bai Yan actually used this kind of dirty tricks on him - he actually got tricked!

"Asshole," he cursed through gritted teeth, "I still can't let you go, can I?" Zhan Qingyun walked around the house a few times, he took a deep breath to force himself to calm down, then packed his things, and drove home at full speed.

Bai Yan walked quickly through the lobby of Jinyu Mancheng Hotel, ignored the manager's nodding and smiling face, went straight to the innermost elevator, and swiped his card to open the door.After the elevator door was closed again, he entered a series of complicated numbers on the floor button, and then pressed the keyboard for a flash, the elevator began to sink rapidly, and the numbers on the LCD screen jumped from the basement floor to the ground, and finally stopped— ——The door opened again, and everything was different——The corridor still had the decoration style of a nightclub, but there was no more bustling atmosphere, and everything was dead silent.Bai Yan remained calm, and quickly walked through the corridor until he reached the big wooden door at the end of the corridor, where he was stopped by two bodyguards.

"Boss Bai, what's the matter?" Bai Yan shook the access control card in his hand, "Old K asked me to check something, please get out of the way." The two bodyguards looked at each other, but they didn't move.

"Mr. Bai said that no one will come to his study today. You should call him again to confirm." Bai Yan raised his eyebrows.

"I didn't offend you, did I?" He asked lightly, "Old K is talking about something with a friend in the next city right now, if you dare to interrupt his conversation, you can call me and ask, and don't push me—here To be accurate, will you let me in? Mr. Bai is waiting for materials."

"Let him in." A man's voice came from behind him, "Mr. Bai told me, it's no problem." Then the two bodyguards stepped aside, Bai Yan raised his eyebrows, and turned to slap the middle-aged man behind him. Snap your fingers, "Thank you, Lao He, I'll treat you to a drink later!"

The door was pushed open, and inside were five rows of thick solid wood bookshelves, neatly stacked with materials and folders, and a set of mahogany desks was placed by the window.The thick carpet absorbs all sound, whether you open or close the door or walk around, it seems silent.

As soon as Bai Yan waited for the door to close behind him, he quickly walked towards the bookshelf. He followed the label to confirm the year, then took out a few folders from the shelf, sat down on the spot, and quickly flipped through them.In fact, old K's study room is the most important stronghold of the trafficking gang. Even Bai Yan has no right to bring any electronic equipment into it. The only thing Bai Yan can rely on is his own memory.Because Bai Yan was so focused that two short gunshots sounded outside the door before he finally regained his senses and raised his head abruptly.

The door has already been pushed open, and the figure of old K is standing at the door, against the light in the corridor, only a tall silhouette of his face is left unrecognizable, with a mobile phone in his left hand and a handful of desert ____ in his right. .On the floor of the corridor behind Old K were the bodies of the two bodyguards just now, and thick blood was slowly spreading.The two were silent for a moment. Old K stretched out his hand to Bai Yan. In his hand was the mobile phone that Bai Yan had left outside the house before he entered the house.

"What's with the tracking program on your phone?"

"Tracking program?" Bai Yan was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, gritted his teeth in his heart and greeted Zhan Qingyun once.However, there was nothing on his face, and he was still innocent. Old K didn't delve into this issue.He casually threw the phone to the corner, casually playing with a desert bird, "What are you doing in my study?"

"Find some previous transaction records." Bai Yan's face remained unchanged, his tone was still casual and frivolous, but he was already thinking about the escape route, "Aren't you doing this month's report today? That girl is a novice and doesn't know how to operate. The person in charge was so fierce, she didn't dare to ask, so she had to ask me for help—I'll help her see how such accounts were kept in the past." This is not a lie—they are indeed doing this month's report, The new accountant did ask him for help, but... it was yesterday.

"Then have you found it?" Old K nodded and sat down at the desk.

"Ah," Bai Yan raised the corner of his mouth, "I know almost everything—" Seeing that Old K was silent, Bai Yan put the materials in his hand back into the cabinet one by one, and was about to retreat outside.Suddenly, Bai Yan's words stopped suddenly.Some strange tingling sensations began to appear all over his body, his heart rate accelerated, and his throat was a little tight when he breathed, as if all the blood in his body rushed to his head.Bai Yan began to feel that his vision was blurred, the room seemed to be floating on the sea, and the ground and walls seemed to be shaking violently.Bai Yan couldn't stand upright, staggered back, hit the bookshelf, slid down slowly, and sat on the carpet.The dizziness and discomfort were increasing, and the tingling had turned into soreness.Unable to straighten his back any longer, Bai Yan curled up little by little, and couldn't help letting out a few quick gasps.

"Bai Yan, I found that I have been too indulgent to you recently, and you have become lawless again?" A pair of shiny black leather shoes appeared in Bai Yan's blurred vision, and Old K's voice sounded above his head, which seemed a little far away.Bai Yan trembled violently—it had nothing to do with fear, but an uncontrollable physiological phenomenon.He opened his mouth wide for panting, the saliva and physiological tears that he didn't have time to swallow slid down his cheeks and wet the floor.Old K took out an injection, pulled Bai Yan's arm, and pushed the liquid in.

"Muscle relaxants." Old K leaned down and whispered to the embarrassed Bai Yan, "Don't worry, I won't give you a fatal dose until you tell me what you are doing in the study——Bai Yan, you are so good at it!" It’s a toss, it’s still necessary to properly limit your mobility.” After the old K finished speaking, he threw away Bai Yan who was curled up in a ball, took a few steps back, and waved his hands behind him.Several people came forward from behind Old K, and lifted Bai Yan, whose limbs were already limp but still trembling, out.

A few hours after Zhan Qingyun returned home, he finally connected to the network of the communication base station and activated the positioning program in Baiyan's mobile phone.The red dot stayed in place and flickered steadily——Bai Yan didn't move now.Zhan Qingyun projected the latitude and longitude onto the map, and immediately opened his eyes - the city is full of gold and jade.

"Old Lu, you have to do me a favor." Zhan Qingyun could no longer allow Bai Yan to investigate such a dangerous thing on his own—according to Bai Yan's too long stagnation time, I'm afraid... Zhan Qingyun quickly took the clues in his hand After going through it once, after a short pause, Zhan Qingyun dialed Lu Yuan's number.

"Zhan Qingyun, I'm so lucky to have met you—say, what do you want to do?" Lu Yuan was silent on the phone for three seconds, gnashing his teeth.

"I want a false identity to save someone. Someone over there has seen me before, and I will be recognized by them. Give me a female identity."

"...What are you going to do?" Lu Yuan asked dryly.

"It's a long story, get over here and make a plan."

"Are you begging for help!"