After the rebirth of the idol, he started to lose weight and became the best actor

The reason why she deliberately arranged such a room for those gangsters was simply because she disliked them.

These people have low quality, and they always live in one room with several of them. It is useless to persuade them, as they gather together to gamble and have fun all day long, making the whole floor smoky and foul.

They always leave a mess behind when they leave.

Especially in the few days after the incident, gangsters could be seen coming and going in groups every day, and the hotel business, which was already not ideal, became even more depressed.

A few days ago, I happened to overhear the cleaning lady's private gossip. Those gangsters under Ah Hui actually told dirty jokes about her!

The woman was completely furious, and this happened.

But she never expected that the same thing would happen again in the same room, and five lives would be lost at once!

When she thought that the murderer was still hiding in some dark corner of the hotel, she felt itchy all over. The idea of ​​being greedy disappeared completely. She no longer cared about the salary and just wanted to quit her job and run away.

If a hotel employee intentionally allows a guest to stay in a room where someone has died, the behavior itself may not constitute an independent crime.

However, if it can be proved that the hotel staff was aware of the dangerous condition in the room and that their act of deliberately arranging for the guest to stay was out of malicious or improper purpose.

Then his behavior may constitute aiding and abetting an indirect intentional crime.

However, the middle-aged woman did not know that the murderer might return to the room to commit the crime, so she could not be identified as an accomplice to intentional homicide. In the end, she was taken back to the police station and received criticism and education.

Duan Rusuo continued to stay at the crime scene to investigate. There were four bodies in total. Two had familiar knife wounds on their necks. Another was found at the entrance of the corridor, shot to death. There was another...

Even Duan Rusuo, who has been in the business for many years and solved countless cases, found it hard to watch.

"You mean... the deceased died not long ago?" Officer Li's awkward voice rang out among the silent police officers.

Liang Yi's expression was solemn: "Yes, and this time is no more than an hour, but according to the degree of blood coagulation in the deceased, it has existed for more than two hours."

Officer Li clicked his tongue, wondering how much the murderer hated the victim that he even resorted to the ancient punishment of lingchi.

"How was the on-site investigation?"

"The three victims in the room were all killed with one blow. There were no extra signs of fighting on their bodies. The bloodstains were all from the victims themselves. The large number of fingerprints on the bathroom door only showed four people."

"Are they all dead?"

"……Yes."

Duan Rusuo fell into deep thought. Officer Li murmured in disbelief: "My goodness, the murderer's anti-detection ability is incredible. He was everywhere, right? He didn't leave any traces at all."

"What are the results of the evidence collection on the body inside?"

"78 stab wounds, died of excessive blood loss, with varying degrees of trauma to the hands and legs."

"What about these footprints on the ground?"

"The murderer left wearing Ah Hui's shoes."

"..."

Duan Rusuo calmly flipped through the files, then looked up and asked, "How's the investigation of Ah Hui's interpersonal relationships going?"

"The technical team just sent us a message that Ah Hui used to be a subordinate of Boss Wu."

His eyelids suddenly lifted up: "Boss Wu from the factory murder case?"

The reporting police officer nodded.

Duan Rusuo inexplicably recalled the figure curled up in the corner of the factory at that time, thin, dazed, and so innocent.

He suddenly stood up, waved his hand to let the people who came to continue investigating and collecting evidence, returned to the police station alone, and opened the door of the interrogation room.

Over the past few days, Duan Rusuo has been watching the interrogation process of others and has never officially appeared in front of Lin Wu.

Seeing a strange police officer, Lin Wu instinctively became alert.

His mental state was very bad. He still ate his meals every day, but he was losing weight at a visible rate.

"You didn't kill those people, did you?" Duan Rusuo stared into his eyes.

Lin Wu's eyelashes trembled and he looked away.

"Oh, maybe you were also involved, one? Or two?" Duan Rusuo nodded knowingly after taking in Lin Wu's reaction.

"He has killed someone again. If you still want to take the blame for the murderer, you will be disappointed. He will not appreciate it at all."

Lin Wu's breathing quickened for a moment.

"You don't believe it, do you?"

Duan Rusuo took out the photos taken at the scene and held them up to the glass window: "This is Huang Qiyang, killed with one knife."

"Qian Fan, the same knife." He pointed at the man lying in a pool of blood in the photo.

"This Sun Chenhui, you should know him, right?"

Lin Wu finally raised his head, his eyes were red, and his fingers began to scratch the back of the chair subconsciously.

"Sun Chenhui dropped out of junior high school due to school bullying. Since elementary school, he has bullied more than dozens of children from the same family as him. Isn't it a coincidence that he has exactly 78 stab wounds on his body?"

Lin Wu suddenly raised his head and sobbed. This was the first time Duan Rusuo heard his voice.

"He has been exposed. In order to seek revenge, he rushed into the hotel and committed a crime. The cameras on the road captured him clearly. Like you, he refused to say anything, but the evidence is irrefutable..."

Duan Rusuo lied calmly: "If he doesn't confess the truth, according to the law, he will be sentenced to death."

He just bullied Lin Wu because he didn't know the law. Although theoretically there was a possibility of the death penalty, minors were generally given lighter sentences.

If the murderer is really Lu Qingming, then there is a high probability that he will be sentenced to life imprisonment or a fixed-term sentence of more than ten years.

Lin Wu believed it, and tears fell from his chin to his thighs like broken strings.

"You are the only one who can help him now. We suspect that he has avenged his great vengeance and is determined to die. He refuses to admit his crime. If you know something, and you confess truthfully, there may be a glimmer of hope. It is better to go to jail than to die."

"How to help him..." Lin Wu hadn't spoken for more than ten days, and his voice was very hoarse, but it made Duan Rusuo happy.

If Officer Li was at the scene, he would definitely call Sir Duan "Old Six" and be the number one liar.

"Tell me everything you know. I will record it and our conversation will become your confession." Duan Rusuo considerately poured Lin Wu a glass of throat water.

Lin Wu's hoarse voice rang out in the closed interrogation room: "I like Ah Qing."

Duan Rusuo was shocked when he heard the name. Although he had guessed it long ago, he was still amazed at Lu Qingming's disguise when he heard it confirmed by Lin Wu.

"I've liked it since junior high school. Our school has a class specifically for poor families, and most of the students in it are from divorced families. Aqing is my deskmate and also the class monitor."

Unlike the timid children in the class, Lu Qingming was born cheerful, even though his life was harder than that of everyone in the class.

Other students at least have a father or a mother, but Lu Qingming has been growing up in an orphanage since he can remember.

For other children, graduating from junior high school may mean the end of compulsory education, and they can either continue their studies or go out to work early to help their families.

The first thing Lu Qingming had to face was being kicked out of the welfare home to make a living when he turned sixteen.

But even so, Lu Qingming is still the happiest and most lively one.

He will try his best to help classmates who are in need. He is also a good student. Many classmates like to talk to him when they are sad.

I don’t know when it started, but the senior students liked to come to their first floor, stand outside the window, point and talk, saying that there were poor children without parents inside.

The senior grades have great authority over the younger grades, and are like a weather vane. Many students in the second grade of junior high school also come to watch the fun and laugh, and many insulting nicknames are born.

Schoolbags were deliberately pulled out and trampled on, clean books were torn up, and words like "xxx is a pig and a dog" were written on them.

It seems that school life is too boring, and too many people make fun of them and almost exclude them.

Their class is basically full of young students. They are so skinny and small that they look like they haven’t even graduated from elementary school. They dare not say a word when they are bullied.

It was the first time that Lu Qingming stood up and hit those people in the face with a schoolbag. Afterwards, he comforted them and said: It’s okay, he has no parents, so he is not afraid to call his parents.

Lin Wu looked like a little girl at the time and was easily bullied by street thugs on her way home. Lu Qingming happened to pass by and rushed up to him without hesitation.

He seemed to have never considered what he would do if he couldn't win. The word "resistance" was engraved in his bones, making him bold and charming.

If a child in the welfare home tried to steal his food, he would overturn both of their bowls. If someone bullied the sister he was protecting, he would beat the child up in front of the teacher.

From childhood to adulthood, in the eyes of adults, Lu Qingming was a problem student, but only those who were protected by him knew how gentle and unbreakable the heart of that rebellious boy was.

"Uncle policeman, do you know about smiling depression?" Lin Wu sniffed, and his already hoarse voice became even more unpleasant because of his sobs.

Smiling depression.

A type of depression that is not easily noticed.

These patients often appear cheerful, optimistic, and full of energy in front of others, always smiling, but in fact their hearts are full of pain and despair.

When alone, they may experience deep feelings of sadness, helplessness, and emptiness, bursting into tears or experiencing extreme anxiety.

Despite appearing to be actively participating in various activities, there is actually a loss of interest and a lack of motivation. This is manifested in the fact that the sports or hobbies that were once loved are no longer attractive, and daily activities become slow and inefficient.

They often deny themselves, feel worthless, feel pessimistic about the future, and experience physical symptoms such as insomnia or drowsiness, changes in appetite, fatigue, headaches, and stomach pains.

People with smiling depression often try to maintain a positive and optimistic image in order to meet the expectations of others. Long-term stress and repression lead to depression.

Some people are naturally cheerful and optimistic, but they may also be sensitive and delicate.

They may be more easily influenced by external factors and hide their negative emotions, unwilling to let others see their vulnerable side.

This was the case with Lu Qingming. He represented his class and school in the district sports meet. A physical examination was conducted before the meet, and it was during that time that he was diagnosed with depression.

Only Lin Wu knew about this, and Lu Qingming didn't let him tell anyone else, so he kept this secret.

"I never thought that someone like Ah Qing would suffer from depression. He is obviously happier than anyone else..."

Later, Lin Wu dropped out of school, broke up with his family, was deceived into Red Street, and drifted from one hell to another. It was Lu Qingming who accidentally discovered him.

They tried to find a way to get him out. Since Lin Wu had no education and was not yet an adult, his identity documents were left with his original family, so basically no decent job would hire him.

But Lu Qingming was still as omnipotent as he was in his childhood, and he was soon found a gray part-time job. He only needed to collect cups and pour wine to earn enough money to support his living expenses for a month.

Hearing this, Duan Rusuo interrupted him: "Then why did you later ..."

Having been rescued from that abyss, why did you take the initiative to step back in and continue to trample on yourself?

"Because I don't need to be decent." Lin Wu's smile was uglier than crying.

The job that Lu Qingming found for him was a trainee bartender. He collected glasses and sorted out logistics every day. It was decent, but the pay was very low, so little that he would not be able to pay the rent if he ate one more meal.

Although the young master was not respectable and his money was not clean, he had a lot of it. The money he earned in a month was not only enough to support himself, but also to ensure that Ah Qing would not have to worry about food and clothing.

When Lu Qingming found out about this, he was so angry that he wanted to break up with him and refused to take his money. He ran to the club and had a fight with the owner, and was finally thrown out of the club by the store's security guard.

"After that, I didn't dare to look for him anymore. I would just go to Qing's rental house at night and visit him from afar."

"Until that night, I saw Ah Qing pulling a big garbage bag out of the door..."

Knowing that the main topic had arrived, Duan Rusuo straightened his body and leaned forward slightly.

It turned out that Lin Wu witnessed the scene after Lu Qingming killed the landlord. Feeling something was wrong, he still favored his childhood playmate and rushed into the rental house to check after Lu Qingming left.

Following the traces of dragging, I came to the half-open door of the landlord's room. After a long time of mental preparation, I finally opened the door and saw the messy interior environment.

He was so scared that he turned around and wanted to leave, but he found that the old man who lived in the basement was staring at him for a long time at the stairs.

Because he was so scared at the time, he ran back to his room and didn't sleep all night.

Lin Wu didn't believe that Lu Qingming would kill someone for no reason. The landlord must have done something unforgivable.

He often came to this rental house and knew what kind of person the landlord was. Relying on his trust in Lu Qingming, he made up the whole story in his mind and firmly believed that the landlord was unforgivable.

So he began to worry about the old man at the stairs. He wondered if he was a witness at the scene. What if he gave Ah Qing away?

After a few interactions, Lin Wu developed murderous intent and wanted to help Lu Qingming silence him.

"Did you kill the old man in the basement?" Duan Rusuo was slightly surprised.

"Yes, I don't regret it. Even if he didn't see anything, such a wicked person should go to hell!" Lin Wu frowned in disgust.