Chapter 626 "Who Is the Detective: Pilot" (Part 4)

Wang Rou put down the glass with the straw in it and looked at the writing on the clip at hand.

"A woman must have been here, and then she used the eagle ornament to kill the man on the ground."

She filled in the inferred information in those parts of her confession that were obscured by red ink.

"Well...she killed someone, was in a panic, and wrote something like this. It feels like she wanted to surrender."

Wang Rou hugged the folder and looked around, "But why didn't she finish writing? Is she afraid? Or has she changed her mind... Ah, there is a mobile phone!"

——"At that time, I felt that the murderer was very surprised that she killed someone. In other words, she had never thought of taking action... It was most likely that there was some temporary quarrel, and then she suddenly became angry. Hmm. , this should be considered manslaughter, right?”

Wang Rou, who was reviewing the review, said, "I originally wanted to check the computer on the coffee table, but then I found a mobile phone on the wine cabinet. It took me a long time to unlock the lock screen. It was such a waste of time——"

She pursed her lips and groaned helplessly.

[Sister Rou is so cute when she acts like a baby~]

[This password is actually not difficult, but it is easy to lead to misunderstandings]

During the barrage discussion, the screen switched back to the scene from the review. Wang Rou held her phone and sighed.

"Isn't it 6? It should be 6."

She looked at the small piece of paper over and over again, "E+1 is the angular 6, is it 9?"

Wang Rou stroked it again and laughed out loud:

"Ah hahaha - what's going on? 6 and 9 can't be connected. It can't connect to the point that has already been connected."

"It said I have three last chances. If I can't solve it, I have to cool down for fifteen minutes." She held up her phone to look at the fixed cameras around her, and said softly, "Director——"

Later, I posted a Q-version of Qu Nan’s hand-painted portrait here, and a text bubble popped up: {I can’t help you either~}

"Uh-huh~"

Wang Rou groaned and spun around in a circle, muttering as she repeatedly stroked the nine dots, "How could it not be 6? Is it F? E+1? How do we connect F... Eh! "

She looked up in confusion: "Opened it? Huh? How did I open it?"

[It opened by accident hahahahahaha]

[soft goddess cute]

"oh!"

Wang Rou listened to the recording, "Breakup, contract, sister...oh, I understand."

"But I have to write it down. The arrogant ghost can't be the arrogant ghost I thought, right? No one has this surname, right?"

She walked to the chat area with the clip in her arms and continued to look for clues.

…

"Ah, I can't solve this!"

Lan Jiaqing lay on the coffee table holding her head like a desperate cat, "What does this graphic mean? I don't understand it at all."

She poked the space bar on the computer keyboard with one finger, looked at the password prompt and held her face in a daze for three seconds.

"Okay! Nothing is difficult in this world as long as you are willing to give up!"

Lan Jiaqing stood up energetically, holding on to the coffee table, and turned to look at the bookcase against the wall.

[Hahahahahaha Qingqing is showing off]

"Oh, you can open this too."

Lan Jiaqing unscrewed the glass door of the display cabinet in the middle of the bookcase, picked up the certificate inside and looked through it.

"...Wow! No way!"

Her eyes widened in surprise, "Look, here! There are trademarks here. These are all products customized online! They are all fake!"

"How did that happen?"

Lan Jiaqing smoothed his braid and his imagination opened up, "That is to say, the man named Xiao Zhanggui forged certificates to deceive his girlfriend. She won many, many powerful awards. Then his girlfriend knew about it, so that confession There are two reasons why it was blacked out in the book.”

"Yeah! That's right, it's because he 'made fake certificates to deceive me', and 'he changed his mind and cheated and a lot of money went into his pocket'..."

Lan Jiaqing returned to the coffee table and filled in the murderer's confession letter one by one, reading while filling it out:

"I am Tao Jing, and I killed him. He is Xiao Zhanggui, my boyfriend. I didn't mean it, I just hit him with an eagle, and his head bled, and then he fell..."

After she finished writing, she looked back and forth:

"It should be OK. I have found enough clues to fill in this. The computer that cannot be opened may contain records of Xiao Zhanggui buying fake certificates online!"

Lan Jiaqing sucked her pen and looked at the solid bookcase on the far left, "But what's the use of the red numbers on it?"

…

"I feel like I've pretty much figured out the whole story."

Ming Qian stood up from the computer, walked around the room with his confession book and concluded, "First of all, this is the office of the deceased, Xiao Zhanggui. He was a scumbag. There was his sister who was pursuing his girlfriend on the computer, and he also It's the chat record of Sister Jing's failure, and then he got angry and hired a murderer. At the same time, he also forged honorary certificates to convince his girlfriend Jingjing to "go to other companies to be an artist" and have no future, so she should stay with him as an internet worker. Red is better.”

"The main reason why he did this was because of a contract extension. It was the contract on the bookshelf. It said that Tao Jing could only get one percent of the money.

"From the existing evidence, including the lipstick on the straw and the handwriting of the confession, we can confirm that the murderer is Tao Jing. The only thing that is not certain yet is that there are only two motives written in the confession, but at present Three reasons emerged.

"Fake certificate, unequal contract, sister... The contract is definitely true and both of them know about it, but which of the two things, the certificate and the sister, does Tao Jing know which one was done by Xiao Zhanggui? This is not certain yet, there must be clues... Or is the certificate also part of the interest dispute? Is it a subordinate relationship?

"As for the crime process, the decoration is not the murder weapon. I found bloodstains on the corner of the bar table. Combined with the content of the confession, it should be Tao Jing who accidentally let Xiao Zhanggui hit his head, and he died on the spot. This is an accident."

Ming Qian stood beside the glass wall partition in confusion, frowning.

"But I still have two very confusing things. The first is what are those lines of red numbers for? It is not the computer password... and then...

"Why does it feel like the sofa in the corner of the entertainment area has been moved?"

...

Zhan Xuesong squatted in front of the sofa, his expression serious, and his eyes mixed with a hint of exploration.

"There are obvious drag marks on the ground."

He stood up and tried it himself. "Both sofas are moderately heavy, and it is indeed more laborious for women to push them. In addition, Tao Jing was nervous, so she stopped many times while pushing them, and moved them intermittently, resulting in heavy and light marks."

"It looks like it was pushed to the innermost part..."

Zhan Xuesong muttered to himself, and continued to push the two sofas along the dust marks on the ground.

"Huh?"

The pair of leisure sofas were piled together in the corner of the wall, leaving a triangular space. This place was very narrow, but because the sofas were of a special design, they could not be tightly combined to create a space that was blocked except for the top.

"Did the murderer think of hiding the body? And gave up?"

Zhan Xuesong's eyes moved to the body.

This round will be very long. After all, the rule of the sixth round is that the work should be at least one and a half hours long... (Peaceful