Seeing the crime scene flashbacks made me the darling of the police station.

Chapter 2 is under serious suspicion.

"The deceased's name is Jiang Yun, female, 25 years old, from Yuecheng, an only child, currently an entertainment streamer on the X platform, with a relatively simple social circle, living alone, and renting an apartment in Jinrong Community. Her parents have been notified and are on their way."

"The deceased had injuries from binding his wrists and ankles, resistance wounds on the back of his hands, a stab wound to his abdomen, and a ruptured liver. The cause of death was hemorrhagic shock, and a ruptured liver can also be fatal. Based on the post-mortem examination, the time of death was approximately fourteen hours ago. We arrived at the scene at 1:30 PM, so the time of death should be around 11:30 PM last night."

"There were no signs of forced entry or damage to the door lock. The initial assessment is that it was either an inside job or the perpetrator was an acquaintance disguised as a deliveryman or food delivery worker."

"Three types of footprints were found at the scene: the deceased's, the person who reported the incident, and a size 43 adult male's footprint, with a slight limp in his left leg. He spent a considerable amount of time at the scene. No suspicious fingerprints were found. The deceased's cell phone was also not found at the scene."

I heard that his left leg was limping.

Zhuang Yanzheng looked up at the technical investigation team: "Where's the surveillance footage?"

"There was a security camera at the entrance of the deceased's apartment, unit 2001, but it broke down a week ago and didn't capture anything. The security camera in the elevator is still being checked. No suspicious persons have been seen so far. The security cameras in the fire escape and at the entrance of the building are not in use. The deceased was the only resident on the 20th floor; the other apartments are empty."

The difficulty of solving the case increased instantly.

Zhuang Yanzheng then remembered what Su Miaoyi had said about the financial dealings between the murderer and the victim: "Check Jiang Yun's live streaming account, especially the gift donations."

"it is good."

"Have the drug test results for Su Miaoyi been released?" Zhuang Yanzheng asked.

"The result is negative. However, the doctor's preliminary diagnosis on her report today is schizophrenia."

"She seems a bit mentally unstable," Zhuang Yanzheng said expressionlessly. "Take her to the interrogation room."

"Captain Zhuang." Qi Feng had just returned from the hospital. He handed the tablet to Zhuang Yanzheng. "The surveillance footage from the east gate of the Sixth Hospital between 11:58 and 12:02 did indeed capture Su Miaoyi with a man."

When Zhuang Yanzheng left Jinrong Residential Area, he asked Qi Feng to go to the hospital to check the surveillance footage.

He took the tablet and looked at it. The man did indeed have a slight limp in his left leg, and his height and weight were also consistent with the description.

"The man's name is Wang Lang, from Jinghai, thirty-six years old, a security guard in the hospital's inpatient department. He's already been brought back," Qi Feng said.

Wang Lang was on duty at the hospital's inpatient department today, so Qi Feng brought him back.

“He tried to run away when we showed him our police ID,” Qi Feng said.

Zhuang Yanzheng glanced at the information on the tablet: "Let's go take a look at this Wang Lang first."

"it is good."

trial room.

Su Miaoyi was forced to put down the hem of her dress after she came in, which she had been carrying.

She's not feeling well right now.

It wasn't just because the hem of her clothes was touching her skin, but also because she had been sitting there for a long time.

No one has paid any attention to her for a long time!
The symptoms of dizziness, nausea, and weakness have disappeared.

There were no other discomforts, just that my back was stiff from sitting for too long.

Su Miaoyi stared blankly at a certain point.

There is no time or change in light here.

But she seemed to be able to tell that it must have been past six in the afternoon.
That's how it is; lately, she keeps having new and unfamiliar ideas pop into her head.

For example, her current perception of time.

For example, if she sees a footprint on the street, she can analyze the person's weight, height, and walking posture.

For example, when she goes out to eat, she observes the micro-expressions of the restaurant guests.

For example, she determined the time of death today through rigor mortis.

Thinking this, Su Miaoyi smiled.

She's grown up and still doesn't understand what rigor mortis is.
Something is very, very wrong.

Finally, the door to the interrogation room was pushed open.

Su Miaoyi watched Zhuang Yanzheng enter.

A serious, sharp gaze swept across her face.

Zhuang Yanzheng sat down and looked at her message.

Half a day had passed, and her information had long since been retrieved.

Su Miaoyi, 25 years old, a native of Jinghai, graduated from Jinghai Normal University, occupation: online novel author.

Father: Ji Sheng; Mother: Cai Qinglian.

She is the eldest daughter in the family, and her younger brother is named Ji Jiabao.

Zhuang Yanzheng was not surprised that she had the surname Su instead of Ji.

The Ji family was not a small or insignificant family in Jinghai.

He had also heard about what happened to the Ji family back then.

"Where were you at 11:30 last night?" Zhuang Yanzheng asked, looking at her.

It was 11:30 last night?

Time of death?
Su Miaoyi calculated the time and found it matched the time of death she had deduced in her mind. Then she replied, "At home."

"Can anyone prove it?" Zhuang Yanzheng looked at her.

Su Miaoyi shook her head: "No. I live alone."

"Did you hear anything?" Zhuang Yanzheng asked. Su Miaoyi shook her head again.

"What were you doing at the time?" Zhuang Yanzheng had been observing her expression.

“Writing novels,” Su Miaoyi said. “I’m an online novelist. I don’t know if you know anything about my profession. It requires me to update 4,000 words before 11:59 p.m. every night to ensure continuous updates. Once I stop updating, I will stop getting recommendations, my traffic will drop, and I will not have any money to spend. So every night at 11:30 p.m. is the time when I work like crazy.”

"Is the soundproofing in Jinrong Residential Area really that good?" Zhuang Yanzheng asked.

"This is bad," Su Miaoyi said.

"So you didn't hear anything?" Zhuang Yanzheng's gaze was sharp, as if it could see through people's hearts.

Su Miaoyi stared at him.

She felt she should be afraid, but at this moment she felt a sense of familiarity.

“Between nine and twelve, I usually wear headphones,” Su Miaoyi said, “because her live streams are very noisy, and they interrupt my train of thought.”

Zhuang Yanzheng continued to look at her.

So calm.

Wang Lang has already admitted to everything.

He killed Jiang Yun.

That's precisely why Su Miaoyi is even more suspicious.

She knows everything.

The deceased lived upstairs from her.

The murderer was at the hospital where she was receiving treatment.

She said she witnessed the crime and that her account matched Wang Lang's.

What a coincidence.

It's so coincidental that it all seems like she arranged it.

The diagnosis of schizophrenia was like a get-out-of-jail-free card for her.

“You had a conflict because the live stream was too noisy,” Zhuang Yanzheng said.

"No. I can't hear it when I put on my headphones, so there shouldn't be any conflict," Su Miaoyi said. "Besides, her live streams are quite fun. When I'm not writing, I sometimes listen to them."

"Listen to what?" Zhuang Yanzheng asked.

"Thank you to Brother Wang from AAA Building Materials for sending me a Gem GAI," Su Miaoyi blurted out.

After saying that, she pursed her lips.

Wang Ge from AAA Building Materials has been around for the past two months, and she's developed a conditioned reflex to his voice.

Zhuang Yanzheng looked at her: "."

Su Miaoyi coughed lightly.

Zhuang Yanzheng lowered his gaze, paused, and then asked, "Why is the time between 11:58 and 12:02 at the east gate of the Sixth Hospital so precise?"

Su Miaoyi looked at Zhuang Yanzheng.

I wanted to glean something from his expression.

Zhuang Yanzheng seemed to have noticed her thoughts as well, and his left eyebrow twitched slightly.

An overwhelming sense of oppression swept over us.

Su Miaoyi lowered her gaze: "I was looking at my phone at the time. It was 11:58 when I turned it on, and it was 12:02 when I turned it off."

"Such a good memory?" Zhuang Yanzheng asked.

Su Miaoyi didn't answer, but asked instead, "Did you go to the hospital? Did you find the person?"

"Details of the case cannot be disclosed to the public," Zhuang Yanzheng said.

Su Miaoyi did not speak.

Zhuang Yanzheng got up and started to walk out.

Su Miaoyi immediately called out to him, "Aren't you going to let me go?"

“There are still suspicious points about you,” Zhuang Yanzheng said.

Su Miaoyi opened her mouth, then closed it again.

Even if she were a criminal investigator, she would still be suspicious.

How can there be so many coincidences?

"I, I," Su Miaoyi said timidly in a low voice, "I, I can't stop updating, the readers are all waiting."

Zhuang Yanzheng looked at her distressed little face.

Seeing that he had no intention of letting her go, Su Miaoyi said, "Then could you give me something to eat? If I starve to death here, it will be quite a hassle for you too."

"Qi Feng, buy her some food," Zhuang Yanzheng said.

"Okay," Qi Feng replied.

(End of this chapter)