The whole day, especially at night, was very frustrating for Zhuang Youjie.
He originally thought that with so many things happening, it might be difficult to fall asleep at night, but it turned out that as long as a person is extremely tired, no matter how many things are in his heart to support him, he can't hold on. He almost lost consciousness after the back of his head hit the pillow. Generally fell into sleep.
The Shen family was not stingy about the room and prepared a guest room for each of them. However, it was getting late at that time. Zhuang Youjie was really afraid of the darkness outside the door, so he excused himself as tired and slept in Liang Yuanque's room. inside.
When he woke up the next morning, Liang Yuanque was already having breakfast in the room. Zhuang Youjie was sleeping deeply. He didn't know when the servants brought breakfast in.
Liang Yuanque said to him while drinking porridge, "I'm going to call you if you don't wake up."
Zhuang Youjie took a deep breath, yawned deeply and got up from the bed. He went to the washbasin and poured a handful of cold water on his face, finally regaining consciousness.
Looking at Liang Yuanque again, he was happily enjoying the breakfast provided by Shen Mansion, and there was no trace of tiredness on his face.
Zhuang Youjie couldn't help but sigh, are all detectives so magical?
Zhuang Youjie had no appetite, so he didn't touch the food on the table. He just waited for Liang Yuanque to finish, and they went out and walked towards the police station.
Before going out, a servant came up and asked if they wanted to call a cart driver. Zhuang Youjie, who was exhausted, was about to agree, but Liang Yuanque rushed in front of him and refused, on the grounds that the investigation should not be too ostentatious.
Zhuang Youjie didn't dare to refute anything and could only agree. This dug a hole for himself. Liucheng itself was not big, and it was not far from Shen's house to the police station. But he was sleepy and tired. In this short period of time, Walking a few steps has never been so painful.
Thinking that he was still his employer after all, Liang Yuanque felt very sorry to see him staggering around and suggested that he could carry him on his back if he really couldn't walk.
Zhuang Youjie yawned repeatedly and looked at the other person who was shorter than himself, still feeling embarrassed.
Liang Yuanque returned to the police station today, intending to go through the files of the previous cases in detail. Originally, he could have climbed over the wall and entered the office as before, but the risk of this behavior was too high, and now there was a gangster around him. The young master is such a "gold medal", why bother?
In fact, he is a person who hates trouble. Whether it is handling cases or daily life, he will definitely not choose to go around when there is an easier and more direct way.
Sure enough, everyone standing guard at the police station knew Zhuang Youjie, and no one dared to stop him. They just walked into the police office building with great swagger.
Liang Yuanque's purpose was very clear. Since the case files were now moved from the archives to the detective's office, he walked straight to the office as before.
Detective Chang was not in the office. The guard at the door said that a witness who reported the crime had just arrived, and all the detectives went to deal with the work.
As he was talking, the policeman on guard looked behind Liang Yuanque and said, "Hey, the detective is back."
Liang Yuanque and Zhuang Youjie both looked back. Not only was Inspector Chang back, he was also accompanied by a thin middle-aged man.
Liang Yuanque narrowed his eyes as he looked at the man, and immediately remembered where he had seen him before.
The man obviously thought of Liang Yuanque. He stretched out a hand and pointed at him tremblingly, with a sharp voice, "That's him. The foreigner I met that day was him!"
The people around him, including the accused Liang Yuanque, were stunned for a moment, and then the expressions of the police officers, including Detective Chang, changed.
Detective Chang shouted, "Catch him first!"
The surrounding police officers, as well as the people standing guard at the door of the office, rushed toward Liang Yuanque. He was not in a hurry, but Zhuang Youjie beside him was startled.
"Hey, no..." Before Zhuang Youjie could say anything, he was pushed aside by the police officers rushing towards him.
Several people rushed forward, but Liang Yuanque was as nimble as a loach. His toes touched the ground in such a way that there was no visible point of impact, and he jumped up on the spot with the help of strange power. The person who jumped first was thrown into the air. , fell directly to the ground.
Liang Yuanque's leap was almost instantaneous, and then he fell down. He stepped lightly on the back of the police officer who fell to the ground, and after using some strength, he quickly returned to the ground.
Otherwise, even if he was light-weight and stepped on someone's back like this, he would still be able to step on someone's back.
After this, the people around him no longer dared to act rashly. This gave Liang Yuanque a chance to breathe. He looked at Detective Chang with a blank expression, "No, why are you still arresting people!"
Zhuang Youjie also reacted and hurriedly helped Liang Yuanque, "Detective Chang, Mr. Liang is a detective."
He originally wanted to say that he had entrusted Liang Yuanque, but suddenly he thought of saying in front of the police that he had entrusted the detective. Wouldn't it be a clear expression that he did not trust the police station.
Because he is a young master from a big family, he has received a rigid upbringing since he was a child. This kind of caution and sophistication has almost been engraved in his bones. In a sense, it can be regarded as a kind of ability.
Detective Chang looked at Liang Yuanque again, his eyes still full of wariness. In fact, he had always had this look in his eyes since they met yesterday.
"Shopkeeper Tian came to report that Miss Lan met a strange outsider on the night she was killed, and it was you."
The thin middle-aged man who identified Liang Yuanque was the previous noodle shop owner.
Hearing this, Liang Yuanque chuckled, and the laughter filled Inspector Chang's ears with the flavor of contempt.
"I am indeed from out of town, but what does this mean? Doesn't Liucheng allow outsiders to come?"
Zhuang Youjie watched the two of them looking at each other nervously, and couldn't help but agree with Liang Yuanque's statement in his heart, yes, yes, what does an outsider mean?
And if he is a foreigner, does he need someone to identify him? Even a slow-responsive person like Zhuang Youjie has already noticed it.
"With so many murders happening in Liucheng, outsiders who appear at such a time are even more suspicious, especially a strange person like you." Inspector Chang said.
Liang Yuanque laughed again, this time it was full of contempt. Looking from Zhuang Youjie's perspective, he saw that he opened his mouth, as if to greet someone's ancestors.
"What did you just say? Can you repeat it again?" Liang Yuanque glanced at Inspector Chang.
Detective Chang choked for a moment. He subconsciously wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back and said instead, "Hey, you brat, what do you mean?"
Liang Yuanque knew that it was pointless to tangle with him like this. What he always hated most were such self-righteous adults, especially those who were officials. He persuaded himself to calm down and said, "The shopkeeper Tian next to you said, Miss Lan He met me on the night of the murder, and I admit that I ate in his noodle shop."
As if to prove to the detective that he was not lying, Shopkeeper Tian immediately nodded and said, "Yes, yes, he was eating noodles in my shop at that time, and we heard the screams coming from the Shen family together. .”
After hearing what Shopkeeper Tian said, Inspector Chang's face gradually darkened, while Liang Yuanque showed a "Look, look, look" expression, which was particularly shameful.
Now even Zhuang Youjie understood what Liang Yuanque wanted to express. He was eating noodles in Shopkeeper Tian's noodle shop at the time of the incident. This proved sideways that no matter who the murderer of Miss Lan was, it was definitely not him.
Detective Chang's expression seemed to be that he had eaten too much and couldn't get out of the latrine. Apparently he had also thought of this. He calmed down and turned to look at the obedient Shopkeeper Tian, "So, you come and report this to me today. What means?"
Shopkeeper Tian obviously didn't know what to say. He hesitated for a long time and couldn't say a complete sentence, "I, I, I just..."
Liang Yuanque also narrowed his eyes and straightened his expression, "Yes, I also want to ask you, why did you come to the police station to report me today?"
"After all, it has been several days since the murder of Miss Lan. How come you only now remember that I am a foreigner?"
Shopkeeper Tian's expression became more and more nervous.
