soon.
Shao Zi stood still at the door again and looked inside the brightly opened door again.
"I would like to ask a question. Mrs. Cen, did your husband do anything special tonight?"
He turned around and looked at Cen Huaqin, who was still standing there dumbfounded and forgetting to even take a break.
Wei Zeguang, who was raised like a local emperor in this villa and was spoiled by his wife and housekeeper as well as a baby and was not allowed to be woken up, was indeed sleeping peacefully at the moment.
The kind of peace that can never be awakened.
He was lying on his bed, which also explained why the old man who had been coaxed to watch didn't make any movement after the commotion had been going on for so long.
There really shouldn't be any movement.
The corpse was lying flat on the bed, with no correct posture, and neat marks on the neck, which seemed to declare: I was murdered.
There were no novel furnishings in the room, and the second-generation rich man surnamed Wei did not seem to live his main life in the bedroom. There was nothing else except a basic big bed and a desk.
A floor-to-ceiling window opens next to it, and when you open the curtains, you can see a lush garden. The view is very much like the master bedroom. It's just that the curtains here have probably been closed for a long time, because the rods hanging the curtains have accumulated a lot of dust.
The most special thing is the piano placed in the corner. It was squeezed together with the coffee table, which lowered the style a lot - Shao Zi really didn't expect this rich second generation to have such a hobby.
Perhaps loving music is one of the reasons why he became a fan of Yiwei.
But Shao Zi also noticed that there seemed to be nothing similar to music scores nearby.
"Or has anyone else come in to visit?" Seeing that Cen Huaqin still had no reaction to the previous question, Shao Zi continued to ask, "It may be the murderer. Or strictly speaking, before the forensic personnel determined the time of death , anyone who has been in and out of this villa may be the murderer."
There is no need to be deceived by hypocrisy, and there is no need to postpone the period of knowing.
As long as a person stands here, even if he has only watched one or two episodes of criminal investigation or detective-themed film and television works, he can take a look at the corpse on the bed and come to the conclusion of murder.
What's more, Cen Huaqin didn't just take a look from a distance. She rushed in after following Shao Zi who just broke in. She was about to explain to her husband who was lying motionless on the bed and was obviously "unhappy" in her opinion. abnormal.
The scream was really loud. If the soundproofing of the Wei family's villa wasn't really good, there would probably be no way to stop the harsh sound.
It's just that the housekeeper was more discerning than his mistress at this time. He walked over in a few steps and said, "There is surveillance in the house. Come with me."
At this time, the originally menacing Guan Jiasheng began to wonder what to do.
What should I do if the person I'm looking for dies? Are you going to chat with the corpse?
"Uncle Guan, come with me." Shao Zi also didn't forget that there was a troublesome man here.
"The murderer..." Cen Huaqin finally reacted, her voice trembled, and she bit her lip, "Tell me who the murderer is...what will happen if you know..."
Shao Zi thought that the newly minted widow would finally react like a normal wife, such as crying bitterly. He was very good at dealing with this kind of situation, but if he faced a comfort target that he could hardly feel pity for, Shao Zi would also feel uncomfortable.
But this time, it was clear that half of his worries were misplaced.
"He is finally dead..." Cen Huaqin experienced a huge emotional downturn. At this time, she looked somewhat relieved and murmured, "No, I'm very sad... I should... I maybe have to..."
The words spoken were extremely strange. No matter what form of normal logic it was, it would be difficult to achieve such an ending.
This woman has gone crazy, Shao Zi finally came to a conclusion.
The previous situation may be explained by jealousy and fear. But the current situation is clearly beyond this scope.
Whether it was his deviant persistence just now, or his irresistible disguise as a lady, or his contradictory behavior of letting Guan Jiasheng in, it all stemmed from the same reason.
Cen Huaqin, this woman once enjoyed the luxurious life she was intoxicated with. After having a deformed marriage, he also turned himself into a deformed person.
She no longer simply lives for enjoyment, but instead spends her whole life worrying about things that she doesn't need to worry about at all. She is suspicious and feels that everything in the world is trying to harm her. While she lived in a distorted environment, she herself became distorted and no longer looked like a human being.
This can no longer be called lost, but a person who breaks into the maze and misses the mark in the process of finding the way, and becomes a part of the maze. She does not feel that she is living for "love", nor does she admit that she has sacrificed everything for "property", nor can she realize that she has lost part of herself. She is moving forward blindly, but there is no end ahead. s things.
Her ideal is not the graceful castle in the sky in her field of vision, but a floating cloud next to the pavilion, which disperses at the touch of a finger. It is like a mirage and can never be captured.
The scope of surveillance shooting in the villa is not large. At least the areas involving personal privacy are definitely not laid out. However, since there are expensive artworks placed throughout the living room and some corridors, it is really not a surprise to have surveillance all over the interior of such a private residence. Something that surprises people.
Among them, there are also some necessary paths to the bedroom.
She no longer simply lives for enjoyment, but instead spends her whole life worrying about things that she doesn't need to worry about at all. She is suspicious and feels that everything in the world is trying to harm her. While she lived in a distorted environment, she herself became distorted and no longer looked like a human being.
This can no longer be called lost, but a person who breaks into the maze and misses the mark in the process of finding the way, and becomes a part of the maze. She does not feel that she is living for "love", nor does she admit that she has sacrificed everything for "property", nor can she realize that she has lost part of herself. She is moving forward blindly, but there is no end ahead. s things.
Her ideal is not the graceful castle in the sky in her field of vision, but a floating cloud next to the pavilion, which disperses at the touch of a finger. It is like a mirage and can never be captured.
The scope of the villa's surveillance camera is not large. At least the areas involving personal privacy are definitely not laid out. However, since there are expensive artworks placed throughout the living room and some corridors, it is really not a surprise to have surveillance cameras all over the interior of such a private residence. Something that surprises people.
Among them, there are also some necessary paths to the bedroom.
