Outside the office floor-to-ceiling window, two workers stood on the landing gear hanging in the hollow of the high school, with safety ropes tied to them, and were washing the glass curtain wall outside the office building. The glass was specially designed and could only be seen from the inside, and people outside could not see it.

Wen Zaizhou sat in the leather chair behind the desk, and had been watching them for a long time without realizing it. The workers were extremely skillful in scrubbing the exterior wall. They sprayed a thick layer of foam on the glass, wiped it with sponges open and closed several times, then washed the foam with water, and wiped the water stains thoroughly with a clean rag... This process is very simple, but they are a hundred meters above their body. If an accident occurs, all the safety measures on them will be useless. Although they are safe at this moment, their sense of security makes people feel helpless.

Suddenly, the landing gear seemed to be blown by the wind and shook for a while. A worker did not stand firmly, his steps swayed slightly, and kicked the bucket at his feet.

Wen Zaizhou suddenly sat upright, trying to remind them to be careful, but in a panic, he knocked off the water cup on the table; with a snap, the cup fell on the hard marble floor and was smashed to pieces, and the water splashed out and wet his trouser legs.

He looked down at the messy glass fragments on the ground and his heart was still beating hard.

The office door was pushed open, and the secretary heard the sound and asked, "Mr. Wen, is there anything wrong?"

Wen Zaizhou: "It's okay, the cup is broken."

The secretary came in to clean up the glass fragments. He left the office area and walked towards the sofa in the reception area. He sat on the sofa and rubbed his temples twice. He was a little absent-minded all day today, and he was even more dizzy at this time. He was always distracted at the meeting just now, and I don’t know why.

After packing up the broken glass, the secretary poured him a glass of water, looked at his face and said, "Mr. Wen, you have a bad face. Do you need to go to the hospital for a look?"

Wen Zaizhou shook his head, then closed his eyes to rest: "No need. Go out, I want to take a rest."

The secretary went out, but the office door was not closed. Wen Zaizhou heard the noise outside the door and asked loudly: "Xiao Zhang, what's going on?"

Secretary Zhang quickly turned back to the office and said, "Mr. Wen, the police are here."

Wen Zaizhou was stunned: "Police?"

Secretary Zhang: "Yes, they are outside-"

Before he finished speaking, Qi Tianlei and two other criminal policemen in plain clothes walked in. Qi Tianlei showed his police officer certificate to Wen Zaizhou and said, "Is Wen Zaizhou right? We are policemen of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of Shangyuan District. Now we suspect that you have something to do with the murder of Li Feifei. Please come with us."

In front of everyone, Wen Zaizhou was escorted to the police car in front of the company by three plainclothes. Two plainclothes sat in the back seat, one left and one right and one stuck him in the middle, and the other was driving in front. On the way to the Public Security Bureau, Wen Zaizhou looked at the street scene outside the window and was ecstatic. He thought no wonder he was feeling uneasy today, and always felt something was about to happen. It turned out that he was really doomed.

He was taken into an interrogation room, sat on a cold and hard interrogation chair, and his hands were handcuffed. The dazzling incandescent lamp light was like a steel needle falling from the sky, which made him unable to open his eyes. He could not see the faces of the two policemen sitting outside the aperture. He only felt that the voice of one of the policemen was very familiar, like a policeman named Han who had seen in the gymnasium.

Han Feilu: "Wen Zaizhou, I'll ask you again. From 11:23 pm on June 28th to 2:15 AM on the 29th, where are you in this period?"

Where is it? Wen Zaizhou felt that there seemed to be a fireball burning above his head, which made him burn and dizzy. Faced with the police's inquiry, he reacted slowly and could not think.

Han Feilu: "Don't remember? Then I remind you that last time in the gym, your answer was that you were at home, and we also asked us to investigate the surveillance records of you entering the community. We did not find any videos of you driving away from the community because we checked your car, but you didn't drive your own car that night, you drove your friend Zheng Jie's car!"

Wen Zaizhou was still extremely hot in the last second, but the next second he was torn by a basin of cold water, and his whole body was biting cold.

Han Feilu picked up a bag of evidence, and the bag was Zheng Jie's lost car keys: "You picked up the keys that Zheng Jie threw in the community canal. Because the key was soaked in water and could not be used directly, you removed the back cover and dried the battery and parts. After using the car, you threw the car key back into the canal where the water was already placed. I guess you dare to throw the car key back to its original position because you already have a countermeasure against the police. Even if the police found someone driving Zheng Jie's car away and you were a major suspect, you can also argue that the key was in the canal, and anyone could pick up and drive Zheng Jie's car away; even if we suspect you, we can't lock you. This is indeed a good way, but you made a mistake."

The policeman's face was hidden in the dim air, blurred, and the surface of the physical evidence bag held by Han Feilu in his hand reflected sharp light. Wen Zaizhou could only see the physical evidence bag held up by Han Feilu. He was particularly familiar with the keys in the bag because not long ago, he took it out of the canal under the night, took it apart and dried the internal parts, and then took the keys to unlock Zheng Jie's black sedan... Suddenly, he remembered that he understood where he was wrong. That night, he took the hair dryer and blew the keys off the floor. He quickly picked it up, but forgot that he had taken off his gloves.

He murmured in a low voice like a loss of soul: "Fingerprint."

Han Feilu heard this and said, "That's right, we found the fingerprint of your right thumb on the inside of the back cover."

He didn't notice when Han Feilu came over. When he found out, Han Feilu was already standing in front of him.

Han Feilu put an earring in a bag of evidence on the baffle in front of him and asked, "Does it look familiar?"

It was a green beaded earring, and there was a dark red liquid hidden between the two beads, like blood.

Han Feilu: "We identified the blood on the earrings and confirmed that it was Li Feifei's earrings. Do you know where we found this earring?"

Wen Zaizhou finally realized his situation, and he was really doomed.

"In the trunk," he said.

Han Feilu: "That's right, in the trunk of Zheng Jie's black Qia." He bent down with the table and stared at Wen Zaizhou's face, "I'll ask you again, from 11:23 pm on June 28th to 2:15 pm on the 29th, where are you?"

Wen Zaizhou slowly raised his head and showed a bloodless face; he looked at Han Feilu's sharp eyes full of scrutiny, and suddenly felt exhausted. He didn't want to struggle anymore, so he closed his eyes and let out a long sigh, saying, "I'm in the unfinished building of Lijing Garden."

Han Feilu: "What do you do?"

Wen Zaizhou: "I buried her...."

Han Feilu: "Who?"

Wen Zaizhou lowered his head and looked at the green earrings on the table: "Li Feifei."

Han Feilu: "You killed her?"

Wen Zaizhou nodded.

Han Feilu: "Talk."

Wen Zaizhou: "Yes."

Han Feilu: "Why?"

Wen Zaizhou was stunned for a while before saying, "She cheated on her. I found the naked photos taken by other men on her phone."

Han Feilu: "Didn't you break up with her? Why do you have a cheating statement?"

Wen Zaizhou: "I didn't break up with her, I just pretended to be separated. Because my daughter couldn't accept that I started a family with other women, she strongly opposed me being with her. My daughter will be in her third year of high school next year, which is a critical period for her studies. In order not to distract her, I lied that she had broken up with Li Feifei."

Han Feilu temporarily accepts this reason: "Who is Li Feifei's cheating partner?"

Wen Zaizhou shook his head: "I don't know, she won't tell me."

Han Feilu: "You don't even know who she cheated on, why are you sure she cheated on?"

Wen Zaizhou: "The photos on her phone... are very exposed, and they were taken by someone else for her. Friends will never take these things."

Han Feilu: "We didn't find Li Feifei's cell phone at the crime scene. Did you take it away?"

Wen Zaizhou: "Yes, I threw her cell phone into the river channel of Shuanglongqiao Park."

Shuanglongqiao Park is Shuanglongqiao Park again.

Han Feilu: "Explain your crime process carefully."

Wen Zaizhou has passed the panic stage. At this time, he was very calm. He was calm and no different from his usual image of Ruyi and elegant. He narrated his crimes like talking in a conference room: "On the evening of June 28, the two children went to their classmates' home to attend a birthday party. I wanted to ask Li Feifei to have a good talk at home while they were not at home, so that she promised not to interact with a third party again, but our talk was not going well. She proposed to break up with me, and I wanted to stop her, but an accident happened."

Han Feilu: "What accident?"

Wen Zaizhou: "She wanted to leave, but I didn't let her go. We had a physical conflict at the entrance of the stairs. As a result, she fell off the stairs and hit the edge of the steps. She quickly died."

Han Feilu: "But the scene of her falling down the stairs was seen by Wenbo and Wenxin who suddenly returned home, right?"

Wen Zaizhou slowly raised his head and looked at Han Feilu, then took a deep breath: "Yes, Wen Xin is very scared. I'm worried that if you come here, she will let her say something, so she sent her to her grandmother's house in the countryside overnight."

Han Feilu: "What did you do before you sent Wen Xin away?"

Wen Zaizhou: "I found the car keys that Zheng Jie lost, put Li Feifei's body into the trunk, drove Zheng Jie's car to the unfinished building of Lijing Garden, and buried Li Feifei's body under a pile of sand."

Han Feilu: "Which building?"

Wen Zaizhou closed his eyes exhausted and said, "I don't know. The night was too dark and there were no lights inside. I forgot which building I carried Li Feifei into. I only remember that there was a large open space on the first floor, full of abandoned building materials."

After Han Feilu returned to the interrogation table, she checked whether the transcripts made by the clerk were complete.

Wen Zaizhou sat quietly for a while and suddenly asked, "How do you know they saw it?"

This was unclear, but Han Feilu understood it. Wen Zaizhou asked the police why he knew that Li Feifei fell down the stairs that night and was seen by his child. It was really a blessing. Han Feilu smiled at the corner of her mouth, "Do you know that your son Wenbo has the habit of keeping a diary?"

Wen Zaizhou was stunned, and then suddenly realized. He shook his head and laughed, his shoulders trembled slightly, as if sobbing.

In the conference room separated from the interrogation room, Gu Hai and Mu Xuecheng sat on one side of the long table, Yao Mulan, Yao Zichen, and Yao Mulan's lawyers sat on the other side. In the middle of the table was the diary found from Yao Mulan's home.

"Why are you lying?" Mu Xuecheng asked.

Yao Mulan lowered her head and played with her fingers, pinched this one, and bye bye another one, playing very focusedly, taking the policeman's words as a warning to her ears.

Yao Zichen pushed her arm anxiously: "The policeman is asking you something, answer quickly."

Yao Mulan frowned and avoided her hand, then raised her head to look at Mu Xuecheng, as if she had just discovered two policemen sitting opposite her, and then she laughed out loud.

Mu Xuecheng: "What are you laughing at?"

Yao Mulan: "It's very fun."

Mu Xuecheng: "What's fun? Is it fun to cheat the police?"

Yao Mulan stopped talking again, lowered her eyes with no interest, and continued to break her fingers.

Mu Xuecheng: "Why did you make up two people who don't exist at all? Do you want to create the illusion that you have a mental illness?"

Yao Mulan quietly bent her lips: "Last year I read a report online that there was a thirteen-year-old girl abroad. She killed her classmates, but was acquitted because she suffered from schizophrenia." She looked up at Mu Xuecheng, "I want to know if you are as stupid as the police abroad."

If Zhou Song had not been reminded, Mu Xuecheng had believed her motive and said, "You are still lying. You are not testing our police's IQ at all, you want to help Wenbo."

Yao Mulan: "What do I want to help him?"

Mu Xuecheng picked up the diary: "Wenbo recorded the entire process of Wen Zaizhou murder and burying the body. He was worried about his father's murder. He couldn't bear to see his father committing a murder, and he was worried that the truth would be revealed in the future and he would not report it. You saw it, you wanted to help him, so you lied to the police and told a huge lie."

Yao Mulan: "You mean I lied to you that Lin Lin and A Zhao killed Li Feifei? But you didn't believe me, but instead suspected me. Didn't I do this to harm myself?"

Mu Xuecheng: "This is your scheming. You made up two non-existent people, insisted that they really exist, and led us to suspect that you had mental illness. Even if you were the murderer of Li Feifei, we cannot hold a minor girl with mental illness criminally responsible."

When Yao Zichen heard this, his face turned pale: "Mulan, how could you do such a thing!"

Yao Mulan had a expressionless face and a cold look.

Mu Xuecheng said again: "Since a few months ago, you have been secretly collecting cultural and museum items. Did you take this diary from his schoolbag, right?"

She has already made a soft word and did not use the word "steal".

Yao Mulan looked at her, and her eyes were a little grateful. Then she bent down and lay on the table, sighed and said, "You are right, I do want to help him. He...he is very upset. I don't want to see him so upset. He should always be carefree."

Mu Xuecheng: "Why do you want to help him?"
To be continued...