Cangpie ...

The door was pulled open a seam. Jia Jingwei stood behind the door and held the door handle.

"Right." Qi Yan raised his hand and grabbed the edge of the door panel, and his face was tight. He raised his eyes and looked at Jia Jingwei, slightly exposed his eyes, and the scar on his face stood up on his face: "Give you two roads, either we go in

Talk, either we go to the detachment to talk, I suggest you choose the latter. "

Qi Yan didn't play with him again with the set of snakes. He faced the sense of oppression of the corpse all year round.

Jia Jingwei was scared.

Qi Yan asked: "Your choice?"

"Go in ... come in." Jia Jingwei didn't dare to look at him, lowered his head quickly, took two steps back, and sideways.

Qi Yan walked into the living room, sat on the sofa, hung the law enforcement recorder, put down the recording pen, spread out the record, and pointed at the low stool on the opposite side: "sit."

Jia Jingwei jumped straight, while pulling over the low stool and sitting down, bending over his chest with chest, drooping his hands, being pinched by his legs, and the whole person shrank into a ball.

Qi Yan filled a few empty at the top of the book book, and handed it to Jia Jingwei a red booklet. Jia Jingwei took it. I saw the "Notice of the Rights of the Inspector" on the cover.

He opened a few glances, and the lines of the line were printed into his eyes.

Hands and feet.

"Do you understand?"

"Police officer, what do you mean? I ..."

"You just need to answer me, understand, or don't you understand?"

"Ming ... understand."

"Very good." Qi Yan nodded: "We are the criminal police officers of the Criminal Investigation Division of the Nanxun District Branch of the Shanjiang City Public Security Bureau, Qi Yixian, and Chi Yuxian, and now interrogate you in accordance with the law. You need to answer truthfully.

You have the right to refuse to answer, do you understand? "

Qi Yan was informing his rights that he seemed good at this formal but not emotional tone. The words and sentences were clearly telling him that your grandson is committed, it is best to give me honesty.

He replied tremblingly: "I understand." He raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat, and then put his hand back immediately, and his legs were clamped. It seemed that this could bring him a trace of security.

"Name?"

"Understood."

"I ask your name!" Qi Yan's voice raised a hint, he answered in a hurry: "... Jia Jingwei."

"age?"

"Thirty -one years old."

"Profession?"

"Electrician, um, work at the Yin Yan Doll Processing Factory. Well."

"At 8 o'clock last night, where are you and what are you doing?"

"In the factory, overtime, um, because there was a big order in the factory at the end of last month, um, everyone is in the hurry ..."

Jia Jingwei answered Qi Ye truthfully. His waist pole was slightly straight, but his arm was still caught by two thighs.

After asking the routine question, Qi Yan directly pushed the book book to Lao Chi, let him continue to record, and stared at Jia Jingwei's eyes and asked, "You answer me honestly, the longevity tablets in that room, whether

What? "

He almost said the answer, but in the end he changed his mouth: "Well worship there ... Didn't you tell you this afternoon, the ancestors were worshiped."

He turned on the air conditioner at his house, but he still sweated a lot of sweat.

"Ancestor?" Qi Yan: "Then you tell me, what kind of words are written on the two brands?"

Jia Jingwei sweated more, and said, "I wrote ..."

Suddenly Qi Yan's socket: "If you want to answer again, I really can't recognize what I write, but we can find people who know how to identify it."

"Write ... I ... um, I ... I don’t know, um."

"have no idea?"

"I really don't know, um, the brand is found to be created, um, it should be a good thing to praise, um."

Qi Yan stared at his erratic eyes: "Do you want to delay time?"

"No ... no, I really don't know, um."

"Okay." Qi Yan touched his phone and opened the photo of the jar to put it in front of Jia Jingwei: "Look at this, know?"

"ah!"

Jia Jingwei was frightened, and the stool under the butt was suddenly broken. He fell to the ground.

Qi Yan looked coldly as he was struggling on the ground, obviously there were only twenty centimeters high stools, but he was like a drowning person.

After half a minute, he climbed up hard, and when he was sitting on the ground for a while, he just squatted on the ground and transferred the topic: "No ... I'm sorry, um, the quality of the stool is too skimmer, uh ..."

"It seems you know this jar."

"No, I don't recognize ..."

"Don't you know it? I feel that it is very similar to your home -dressed sauerkraut."

"Ah, it's very similar, uh, really similar."

Qi Yan narrowed her eyes, but the corner of her mouth raised on both sides, and the old high and old high, like Shimaru Yin, who came out of the screen: "I don't seem to have seen your jar of your house."

"Ah ..." Jia Jingwei collapsed quickly, and his breathing became heavier: "I ... I ..."

Qi Yan's tone of gently: "Maybe the native altar in my hometown is almost the same?"

"Ah yes right."

He just breathed a sigh of relief, Qi Yan asked: "So what about the jar?"

"Ah ... this ... I me, I don't know, it seems to be, stolen, stolen. Well, I was stolen." ???.

"Interesting, don't you want to stole the deadly sauerkrauts of the two altars?"

"I I, I don’t know what's going on, um, I was stolen anyway."

He had red ears and thick necks.

"Oh, yes, I was stolen after being stolen." Qi Yan cut to the next photo again: "Then you can take a look, this thing is not like the sauerkraut in your home?"

In the photo, the little ghost was sitting in the jar, and the black big -eyed beads looked at him straight.

"ah!"

Like Jia Jingwei seeing a ghost, he took a few steps back and fell to the ground again.

He didn't struggle this time, and the photo defeated all his luck. He was cold in his hands and feet, his palms were numb, and he couldn't squeeze it.

"See clearly? Jia Jingwei? Hmm?"

The last one called his three souls and seven souls. His eyes moved hard, panting, and looked at Qi Ye.

"You ... Where do you come from?"

"It seems you recognize the things in the jar."

"I ... I don't know what you are talking about ..." His lips per creepned, squeezing a few words in a difficult manner, and the sound is fine lines.

"Don't know?" Qi Yan's voice suddenly raised: "Jia Jingwei! I advise you to be old -fashioned! Simply support this kind of golden ghost to insult the corpse and spread crab teaching.

, I may even be used as a co -crimes, and the sin is much more serious, you think about it yourself. "

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