MTL - Breaking Through the Clouds-Chapter 5 Chapter5

After exhausting the source of new drugs overnight, Fengchen traveled all night to Qin Chuan. Hearing that the source of the corpse was locked there, he rushed back to the city bureau without a hitch, and then just as he pushed in the door, he was struck by a thunderstorm. :

"But ... but is he alive?"

Ma Xiang held up his hand: "The work of our team is not yet complete ..."

Yan L stood with his arms outside the interrogation room and said coldly, "Would you like to kill him in advance?"

Qin Chuan's mouth twitched, and his eyes said that he could not mess with him.

A boy in his early twenties, in a light gray shirt and a white coat was sitting in the interrogation room. He probably did not respond. Why did the police enter the laboratory with his front foot early in the morning, and was brought into the police station by his back foot? His expression was very cautious, his hands were on the table, his fingers were tightly crossed, and even the green tendons were slightly raised on the back of his hands.

"You are Chu Ci?"

"Yes."

"How old are you?"

"Twenty-one, Guizhou."

"What do you do?"

"Studied in Beijing, majoring in chemistry."

"So what does Jianning do?"

"I'm about to graduate, and my mentor will go to a chemical company here for an internship."

The criminal police recorded them one by one and asked, "Which company? Which university in Beijing? What's the name of the mentor?"

To everyone's surprise, the boy opened his mouth and reported the name of a particularly well-known chemical private company in Jianning and a university known to the people across the country. All the department heads, tutors, classes, etc. were presented in an orderly manner. Explained: "My student ID is in the bag, and the instructor is quite well-known in the industry. You can verify it. Sorry, but I have n’t had time to ask, what did I do? I have been in the lab recently to make a methanol For experiments related to sodium catalysis, you should be able to retrieve surveillance videos to prove ... "

Yan l raised his hand and held the Bluetooth headset, and said softly, "Ask him if he knows the bag."

"At 2 pm on April 16, you went to the financial center to buy a bag. What did you do?"

In the interrogation room, Chu Ci paused for a moment before answering, "I don't know what bag."

"Lying," Yan whispered.

Qin Chuan was puzzled, and Yan L didn't explain, and told the headset: "Show him a surveillance image of the dead person's bag."

The criminal opened the folder and extracted the high-definition surveillance image in the exclusive store of the International Finance Center. The deceased was facing the cash register. A huge packing box had been bandaged by sa and was on hand.

The police questioning was oppressive: "--- what else do you want to explain?"

"..." Chu Ci stared at the photo motionlessly.

Although it was only a few seconds, his expression changed extremely subtly. Yan L and Qin Chuan immediately looked at each other.

"He is my roommate." Chu Ci pushed the photo against the table with **** and returned it to the criminal police. "His name is Feng Yuguang, what's wrong? What's wrong with him?"

"These roommates have a stingy relationship," Yan said, stroking his chin.

Qin Chuan stared at him with "You can also know", but Yan did not answer, and instructed Ma Xiang: "Let the Jingwenbao Office call their school and internship company to verify."

Ma Xiang responded, and Qin Chuan stroked him with his elbow: "Don't sell off, just let the fart go."

"You **** fart, even if I'm farting, it's the kind of gimmicky fragrance, understand?"

Qin Chuan: "......... OK, you are the boss and you have the final say."

Yan l's fart was taken, and learned the posture that Chu Ci returned the photo to the policeman just now. He pushed the edge of the paper with the fingernails of the **** and ring finger, and signaled Qin Chuan: "See? Did you see the subtext of this action? It is: 'This guy Lao Tzu doesn't even want to touch, how far you can take me.'-And as a roommate, I didn't see each other two days and nights. The first reaction was not what happened to him, but What's wrong with him? Is this Feng Yuguang the master of frequent crimes in his eyes? "

"What kind of person is Feng Yuguang and what is your relationship with him?" The police in the interrogation room did not answer the question.

Chu Ci took a breath and slowly leaned back in his chair.

——At the age of 21, a graduate student from a well-known university is about to graduate. Obviously, he is a highly intelligent businessman who has jumped many levels. He is also the kind of person who the criminal police do not like to deal with.

"Our relationship is more general." Chu Ci leaned in his chair and made the opening remarks: "We are completely people in two worlds."

Interpol frowned: "What do you say?"

"Feng Yuguang is a native of Beijing. He has a very wealthy family and has a vast network of friends in the school, but he is not so academically professional," Chu Ci said silently for two seconds, implicitly: "have talent."

Yan l said in the headset: "I'll translate it for everyone: he is a scum, I am a fighter, and I want to have the ultimate inhuman contempt for him, yeah!"

Interpol: "..."

"Although I have been a roommate for more than a year, I am not familiar with him. I usually spend most of my time in the laboratory and library, doing home tutoring four times a week, and less time to return to the dormitory. Especially recently, I have been trying to secure a Ph.D. , Basically sleeping in the laboratory. "

Interpol questioned: "But you come to Jianning for an internship?"

"We are under the same mentor." Chu Ci explained, "Although I'm internship, I actually came back to Beijing to do a dissertation with Bao Bao."

"Where is Feng Yuguang, and he wants to protect Bo?"

Chu Ci's expression was a bit inexplicable, "... He should be here for soy sauce."

The criminal policeman leaned forward: "play soy sauce? Can you give us a detailed description of how to play it? What does he usually do, does he not learn at all?"

"Not at all," said Chu Ci, "but the study time is basically less than eight hours, just like no study."

The interrogation room fell into a brief silence.

"... Death Academy," Yan murmured.

The criminals exhausted their body cultivation and did not roll out a white eye on the spot, turned the transcript over a page of paper, and asked, "Except for studying, what room hobbies or special habits do your roommates usually have, can you tell us?"

Chu Ci thought about it, and it seemed a bit tricky.

"Think about what you say, the more detailed the better."

"..."

Chu Ci was silent for a moment before answering: "Feng Yuguang participated in some community activities, many friends, often party late. I usually like to play games. I did n’t pay attention to what I played, or I did n’t know what it was. I do n’t like going to the laboratory, all the courses are flying at low altitude, and I do n’t know how he passed. He has a close relationship with a few girls. He often videos in the dormitory and does n’t hang up on the phone late. Others I am not particularly clear. "

The Interpol immediately ordered: "Please give us the names of the girls."

"I don't know each other." Chu Ci said helplessly: "Do you look like I know a girl?"

Interpol looked up at him. Even from a male perspective, Chu Ci is a very good-looking person, which is completely different from the traditional rigid school with bald heads and glasses.

But hegemony is hegemony. A person who does not study for less than eight hours a day is equal to no one. What can you tell them?

The policeman tapped the table with a pen and asked a tentative question: "Does your roommate usually take medicine?"

Chu Ci said, "I don't know, what medicine to take?"

"Vitamins, cold medicine, anything. Have you ever seen him take medicine?"

"No."

Outside the interrogation, Yan L and Qin Chuan stared at his face, seemingly trying to find any unusual clues from these simple words. But then Chu Ci repeated it with certainty: "Nothing at all."

Yan l held the headset: "Ask him when he last saw the dead."

Interpol asked: "When was the last time you saw Feng Yuguang?"

"I went back to the dormitory to get a book at noon the day before yesterday. Feng Yuguang asked me why I didn't go back to bed in the dormitory these two nights. I said that the reaction had reached a critical stage and the laboratory could not leave."

"that is it?"

"It's just that. I have a normal relationship with him. Even if we come to Jianning from Beijing together, we have nothing to say to each other. No matter what he does, I don't want to know and I'm not interested in participating."

Chu Ci leaned forward on his upper body, leaned over the table and asked, "If there is nothing else, when can I go? Sodium methoxide catalysis is very important, and I really can't leave people easily."

"Brother Yan!" The door was pushed open, and Ma Xiang hurried in: "The Scripture Insurance Department has called to verify that the identity of the deceased Feng Yuguang and roommate Chu Ci can be confirmed!"

Yan nodded, but only listened to Ma Xianglianzhu's fire: "We contacted the intern manager, the school department head, and the professional instructor of these two people, and basically confirmed most of the authenticity of the transcript. But isn't there still that bag? If the relationship between the two is normal, then the deceased's purchase of luxury bags with cash and roommate's name cannot be explained at all, so I contacted their class counselor again-guess what? "

Yan l frowned: "Is there a situation?"

Ma Xiang opened the shorthand notebook with his heart in his head, and brushed the floor: "Great situation."

One minute later, the interrogation room door was pushed open again, and Chu Ci looked up.

The five-figure RMB is not a white flower. The white shirt that was crumpled because of staying up late and still changing is still very stylish. Just sticking in one hand and pulling the chair open to sit down in such a simple action. There is a completely different style of painting from the entire criminal investigation team, as if the domestic drama "The Story of the Police Station" was suddenly inserted into a scene of an American drama crime scene investigation.

Interpol quickly greeted: "Deputy Yan."

Yan nodded, and said nothing. He turned over the pages of the transcript. No one knew what he was looking at. I saw him rubbing his chin with interest, and suddenly asked without raising his head: "Are you with your roommate? Cooked. "

Chu Ci said, "Yes."

"Well water doesn't violate river water?"

"You can say that."

Yan asked: "Why did you make several reports from the beginning of the year to April and wanted to apply for a dormitory change?"

Chu Ci's meal.

"On April 10th, when you last applied for it, the counselor rejected the reason that the graduate dormitory could not be opened, and gave you the access card for the experimental building, telling you that you can sleep in the laboratory at night if you really do not want to go back to the dormitory. April 10 On the second, several other graduate students will conduct hydrothermal reaction experiments overnight. In order to continue to sleep in the laboratory, you also helped them burn a reaction kettle. "

Chu Ci said: "The laboratory is constantly powered and air-conditioned at night ..."

"On April 15th, you and Feng Yuguang came to Jianning from Beijing. On the afternoon of the 16th, Feng Yuguang went to the International Finance Center Mall and bought a 18,000 luxury backpack in your name."

The interrogation room was extremely quiet, and Chu Ci was silent.

Yan l propped his elbow on the edge of the table, and said lightly: "If I buy something with someone else's name, there is only one possibility. I want to give this thing to him. If he doesn't like it, look back You can also change it in the store yourself. "

"-But you didn't want that bag in the end." He frowned slightly and raised his eyebrows. "Presumably, the conflict between you and Feng Yuguang is really big, and I really don't want to see this person."

Chu Ci rubbed his eyebrows with his knuckles. When raising his hands, both criminal police noticed that his pinky and ring fingers were covered with band-aids.

"Yes." He finally dropped his hand a few seconds later, watching Yan admit it: "I do have some contradictions with my roommate."

Yan lolly: "Just some?"

Chu Ci crossed her arms over her chest, staring at Yan. Ordinary people are a little embarrassed or anxious by how much the police force them, but this young and talented student is better than most people. At least on the surface, they don't show many unpleasant expressions. They just repeat it clearly: "Just a few. "

Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and he couldn't see the emotion.

"--Let's do it." After a while, Yan leaned back in the chair, shrugging indifferently: "What contradiction is that telling us, and why did he send you a 18,000 bag? Forgive me I took the liberty, and I gave this luxury thing only in my first year of love, but it did n’t matter if I gave it to the bird, I only gave a good face for ten minutes, and there was no more. It ’s all meat buns. ... "

"He's too noisy."

"Ok?"

"My roommate," Chu Ci said flatly. "There are five nights a week in the video until two o'clock in the evening, five hours in the chase and games, and the lights are on all night and all night. There are two days outside the party until three or four. Back, as soon as I entered the door, I turned on the lights and washed them aloud. I could be awakened no matter how well I slept. I don't remember when I fell asleep until dawn. "

"I'm a poor student. I don't get the highest scholarship every year. It's the kind of crime. I can usually tolerate it. I can't stand it every test period, and it's hard to concentrate on experimenting during the day. You know that some experiments in chemistry are It's dangerous. I almost had an accident several times ... "

Yan suddenly interrupted: "Are you nervous?"

Chu Ci did not answer.

"You mentioned turning on the light twice because you are sensitive to light when you sleep, right?"

"..." Chu Ci finally sighed, and said exhausted: "I didn't have a nervous breakdown when my last roommate was here."

Outside the interrogation, Qin Chuan gently "relied on": "This boy has a complete motivation for committing the crime."

Yan asked: "Since your contradiction is already so big, why didn't he move out and instead buy a gift as--sorry, I can only think of retaining the word--he wants you to move from the laboratory after returning to Beijing Come back to the dormitory, don't you? "

Chu Ci said: "I really don't know why, but I guess his graduation thesis should not be written anymore."

Yan L raised his head and looked down at Chu Ci in the shadow across the interrogation table, with an undisguised examination and cold doubt.

"Police officer," Chu Ci seemed a bit helpless: "Everyone has some roommate conflicts, but this is not the reason why I was inexplicably pressed here for a long time. Can you take the liberty to ask, what happened to Feng Yuguang? If yes, do you want to adjust my monitoring records in the laboratory for the past two days? "

Ma Xiang's cell phone rang outside the interrogation. He made a "sorry" gesture to Qin Chuan, and hurried to the door to make a call.

Ten seconds later, he pushed in the door, Qin Chuan turned back, and asked with his eyes what happened?

"... Brother Qin, Brother Yan." Ma Xiang swallowed, his face was not very good-looking: "There is a little problem over the internship company."

Yan l released the headset, looked up at Chu Ci, and said sincerely, "I'm sorry."

Chu Ci: "?"

"Your internship company just came back and said that the laboratory monitoring was broken for a while, and it was not repaired until yesterday. That is to say, there was no monitoring record on the day you met Feng Yuguang the last time you returned to your dorm on May 2.

Chu Ci: "..."

"And you may not know, May 2nd is also the last time you talked to Feng Yuguang, and a few hours later he carried the backpack you rejected and died at the back door of ktv in Fuyang District-" Yan l Push the transcript backhand on the table: "That day."

Chu Ci's steady expression has finally changed:

"……what did you say?"

Yan L's voice was not cold, but every word contained more threatening power, echoing in the interrogation room.

"You better tell us honestly what Feng Yuguang said to you last time you met, classmate. The victim died of chemical poisoning, and you have sufficient motivation, ability to make drugs, and there is no evidence to be present. If you have now If you try to hide it, you are the only suspect in the case so far. "

Yan crossed his hands, leaned his upper body back, and said lightly, "You should know what that means."

The extreme silence filled the air, and Chu Ci seemed to be stiffened in the shadows without blinking his eyes.

"……how is this possible……"

No one answered, all eyes were on his face.

I don't know how long, Chu Ci finally opened his mouth in a few burning eyes, his voice was very light and hoarse, and said, "When I went back to pick things up at noon that day ..."

"Feng Yuguang was reading in the dormitory and saw me coming in, suddenly he had to make a bet with me." 2k novel reading network