Otherwise, why would Chen Lei sell his car? Selling a good car just like that, there must be something wrong!”
Li Chenggui’s mind moved, and he agreed to pretend to be a ghost.
Among the panic reactions of everyone in the hotel, Chen Lei was the most special, shouting, “I didn’t do it on purpose!” Later, when the two of them were drinking, he spat out the truth, “An old man caused him to lose a car.” His tone was annoyed and disgusted, without the slightest intention of repentance.
Li Chenggui gritted his teeth and was already prepared to kill.
He continued to pretend to be a ghost, taking advantage of the power cut to move the cameras and using the night shift to practice walking around blind spots.
Fortunately, he practiced martial arts when he was a child, and his body was very flexible, so none of these things troubled him.
Everything was well planned, and on a rainy night, he finally decided to act to seek justice for Grandpa Wang.
Li Chenggui put the bouquet of flowers in an unclaimed area and bowed to Wang Fusheng’s urn.
The dead were gone, but the living still have to face the sun tomorrow.
Forgive him for not being able to take the ashes away.
After the case subsided, he would definitely find a good cemetery for Grandpa Wang to rest in peace.
After leaving the funeral home, Li Chenggui rode his electric car back to the hotel and saw the familiar Karoq at the door of the hotel.
He Wei and Chongzhen were leaning against the door, smoking.
“Police officers, have you come to our hotel to investigate again?”
He Wei nodded, and Chong Zhen, who was still smoking a cigarette, leaned on the car door with one hand and asked, “Where did you go? We’re almost dried out in the sun.”
“I went to the funeral home.
Today is the anniversary of my grandfather’s death.
I went to pay my respects.” Li Chenggui took out his key and opened the door of the security room, letting two police officers in.
He Wei and Chongzhen pinched their cigarettes and walked in together.
Li Chenggui was filling a thermos cup with water.
He Wei stood behind him and pulled out a stool to sit down.
“Which grandfather did you go to see? Wang Fusheng or Chen Hua?” Chong Zhen closed the door.
Li Chenggui paused and said with a naive smile: “My grandfather is Chen Hua; who is Wang Fusheng?”
Chong Zhen took out his mobile phone, clicked on a few photos, and put them in front of him: “It’s all over here, why are you still pretending to be stupid? I found these at your house—wig, Chinese tunic suit, plastic glove, shoe cover, etc.
— have an explanation?”
The way Li Chenggui looked at Chong Zhen and He Wei changed.
He was no longer the honest security guard and seemed to be a different person, calm and composed, without any panic: “The proprietress asked me to play tricks and scare the customers in the hotel.
I later stopped but didn’t throw the things away.
Isn’t this acceptable?”
Chong Zhen smiled, and his tone was lazy and even a little careless: “It’s acceptable, as long as no casualties or financial losses are caused.
This kind of behavior will only be educated.
But if you kill someone, this can’t be solved by just education, right?”
“I haven’t even been to the rooftop; how can I kill people?” Li Chenggui looked at him and said, “Do you have my fingerprints? Are there any traces of me going up?”
Chong Zhen became serious: “Still stubborn? The buttons found at the scene can be identified as being from the same tunic suit! Do you think sophistry is useful? Now, the confession weighs less, and the evidence is more important.
As long as the chain of evidence is complete, a zero confession can still convict you!”
“So I’ve been wondering what the murder weapon that was used to attack Chen Lei was.” He Wei, who had been silent all this time, stood up, walked to Li Chenggui’s side, and reached for the rubber baton hanging from his waist.
Li Chenggui suddenly stretched out his hand to hold it down, and He Wei smiled: “It’s so heavy; is it custom-made? Generally, there are no such specifications on the market.
By the way, since you have some anti-reconnaissance knowledge, don’t you know how advanced the technology is for the current trace inspection? The molecular exchange will inevitably occur when things come into contact, and DNA can be detected as long as dander is attached; even if you have wiped it clean, we can still detect it.”
Li Chenggui’s face became tense as time passed.
He Wei was not in a hurry.
He lit another cigarette and handed him one: “You are filial, but the method is wrong.”
Li Chenggui was silent for a moment, took the cigarette and lit it, and after smoking one, he felt relieved: “It took a lot of talk to find someone to order this baton on the Internet, but the effect is good.
As soon as it went down, Chen Lei just screamed, which was comfortable to hear.”
He stood up, and without having time to drink the freshly brewed tea, he stretched out his hands: “Let’s go.
I also went to see Grandpa Wang today; I have no regrets.”
In the supernatural homicide case at Shengshi Hotel, security guard Li Chenggui was handcuffed and sent to the police station as the suspect.
Before entering the interrogation room, Li Chenggui looked back at He Wei and smiled slightly: “Officer He, you helped me, but I didn’t expect that you would catch me.”
He Wei was taken aback, and just as he was about to ask him what he meant, the other party had already entered the interrogation room.
Chong Zhen took a baton and studied: “Hey, Lao He, the equipment on the technical team is really so advanced? Fingerprints and dander can be detected even after being wiped clean?”
“How could I know?”
“…But what you said seemed to be true!”
This is also a method of handling cases; learn a little bit.”
The case of falling from a building was finally over, and it was rare that no one had to work overtime tonight.
He Wei invited colleagues on the team to a dinner party.
Yun Xiaoxiao didn’t attend.
She made an appointment to go to the spa at night to save her dull and dry skin.
Tomorrow, she was going to listen to the male god’s concert.
Shaking his head and sighing, Xia Liang poured beer for He Wei: “I really don’t understand.
Going to see what kind of male god, isn’t the male god sitting with us?!”
Hu Songkai grabbed Xia Liang’s neck: “Hey, you seem to have a problem with Xiaoxiao chasing stars? Are you jealous?”
Xia Liang blushed instantly, anxiously defending himself.
Chong Zhen patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly: “We understand.
Who hasn’t had a time of budding love, right?”
The dinner party lasted until midnight.
He Wei drank a little too much, fell asleep after returning home, and was woken up by a phone call at three o’clock in the morning:
“Unit Captain He, come here quickly; there is a shooting case here in the Chengnan mansion!”
He Wei’s chaotic brain instantly woke up.
He got up and cleaned himself up in three minutes.
He picked up his coat and went out.
After taking two steps, he turned around and ran to the room at the end of the corridor, knocking hard on the door.
“Chong Zhen! Get up! There is a case!”
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