"Hello, we are the criminal police officers of the Criminal Investigation Detachment. My name is Zhao Qingsong, and this is my colleague, Fang Chang."

At the door of 702, Brother Song saluted.

The old man nodded clearly and said: "Oh oh oh, Officer Fang, I know, I have been here before. Well, officer, sit down, come in and sit down."

"Sorry to bother you." Brother Song leaned forward, bowed slightly, and then walked into the room with Fang Chang.

When he left, he also took a closer look and found that this room had the same layout as Room 903 at the scene of the murder, but it was reversed and symmetrical. It had one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. It couldn't be said to be cramped, but it was

It's far from spacious.

"Old man, do you live alone?" Fang Chang asked. When he came to inquire before, he only asked some simple questions and did not understand many aspects in depth.

"Yes," the old man said while boiling water, "after my wife goes away, I will live alone.

Alas, when she was still here, we had quarrels every day, no peace, and I was upset. Now that she is gone suddenly, I still miss her. The two of us have been bickering for a lifetime, but suddenly no one quarrels with me. I always feel that something is missing.

What.

I really want to go down quickly. After I go down, I can have another quarrel with her. Oh, it happens. I said I want to think about it, but my body is very honest. I went out to play earlier and happened to encounter a small earthquake. Who ran away?

Not as fast as me..."

When the old man said this, he smiled self-deprecatingly, shook his head slightly, opened the tea can again, and took out a handful of tea leaves.

"Where are your children?"

"The eldest daughter is married abroad, and the younger daughter is in the imperial capital." The old man waved his hand: "My son and daughter-in-law are also in Yuqiao.

However, I think they are living a pretty good life when they are young, but if I intervene, everyone will feel uncomfortable. It would be better to live out together, get together during the holidays and have a meal, and the father and son will not have any quarrels. How nice.

.”

"You are so open-minded."

"Hey, what's the point of being enlightened or not? I just feel uncomfortable. I also want to live in a more comfortable place." The old man said, while raising the boiling water and scalding the tea set.

Pour the first tea water into the cup, wash it, pour it out, refill it, divide the tea soup into three cups, use tweezers to hand them to Brother Song and Fang Chang respectively, and then he asks: "Yes, police

Comrade, what's going on? Has something happened? You've all come here twice."

"Thank you." Brother Song took the tea, but didn't drink it. He put it directly on the table and said, "To be honest, a murder occurred. This is what we are here for..."

"Homicide? Oh, it's the case that has been circulating today, right? It was said that a young man had three heads in his suitcase?" The old man blinked: "Is this really true? I thought it was fake.

Well. I heard that the young man was shot dead on the spot. Is it true?"

"Uh..." Fang Chang's mouth twitched, knowing that such a topical thing would definitely spread widely, and then derive various versions, either exaggerated or normal.

But I didn't expect that such a rumor as being shot dead on the spot could leak out.

Song Ge said: "You are joking. Unless the target is confirmed to be suspected of committing a crime and poses a certain threat, and at the same time resists cooperating with the investigation through violent means, and is still ineffective after repeated warnings, it will also cause threats and harm to the surrounding people.

Only then can we shoot.

As for that young man..."

At this point, Brother Song paused and decided to reserve his words, saying: "He is fine now. The truth is still unknown, so further investigation is needed."

"That's it." The old man nodded, then touched his pocket, took out a pack of cigarettes from his jacket, and distributed them to the two of them.

"Thank you, no need." Brother Song waved his hand and took it away.

He lit it himself, took two puffs, and then shook his head and said, "You asked the wrong person. I don't know anything. I just heard it when I was walking. You also said it, and I can't tell you what it is. It's all lies."

"

"It's not necessarily all false. What did you hear?"

…

Half an hour later, the two left.

The old man could not provide any valuable clues. The things he said he knew were just rumors that had completely changed in nature.

On the other hand, the old man also took out his lease contract to confirm that he had been living here since March last year and extended the rent for another year in March this year.

This contract can prove that Li Rui is lying, and the old man should indeed be unaware of it.

"That's what you say... But what's so special about room 702?" Fang Chang wondered: "Li Rui has to catch this room to talk about something?"

"I don't know, everything seems normal." Brother Song shook his head: "Ask other people if they have found anything."

"Um."

The two returned to the ninth floor.

When Qi Yuan saw them, he immediately came up to them and said, "Brother Song, Brother Fang, we just called Li Rui's boss. There's nothing like that."

"ah?"

"The company didn't arrange any business trip for him. On the contrary, he didn't see anyone today. They were a little surprised. The boss called him and said that something happened at home. He was leaving in a hurry and didn't have time to ask for leave. He asked the boss to trick him.

I'm absent from work and will be back in a few days.

But the boss was quite easy to talk to. He approved the leave directly and told him not to be anxious and to finish the matter before he came back. So when we called him, the boss was a little puzzled."

"What did you say?" Fang Chang suddenly asked.

"I followed Brother Song's instructions and directly revealed my identity." Qi Yuan was stunned and said, "I also asked him not to spread this matter to the outside world, and also asked him not to contact Li Rui in the near future. What's wrong?

"

"That's not it," Fang Chang waved his hand: "Why did you find Li Rui?"

"I just said that Li Rui is an important witness, but I didn't say what the case was."

"That's okay." Fang Chang nodded and said, "In this regard, Li Rui is indeed lying. But what is the problem with the boss? Why does he repeatedly hint that we go to his boss?

Or is this actually not a hint? If it is not a hint, what is the point of such a lie that will be exposed as soon as you ask? "

"Is it possible that he was held hostage?" Brother Song said: "Just like the previous case of hiding a corpse in a gasoline barrel, the perpetrator Zhao Nanyun was restricted from freedom and could not help himself. He made various overt and covert hints to seek help, and tried every means

Attract attention."

"No," Qi Yuan shook his head: "If you want to attract attention, wouldn't it be better if he just confessed to us, explained to us, and asked for help when we asked him this morning? Why do you have to go to the mountain city and use

This way of hinting at us? Could it be that there is something wrong with his head?"
Chapter completed!