Zhao Lin repeated his old tricks and told Chai Jie that he had evidence that he had killed his biological father.
Chai Jie naturally refused to admit it and shouted that he was wronged. His reaction was even more intense than that of his two brothers.
"The ferocious look on that head hunter just now was so scary."
After Zhao Lin left, Xiao Taohua patted her chest and said, "Master Chai, aren't you afraid?"
"Oh, what am I afraid of? My damn dad was killed, and it has nothing to do with me." Chai Jie said without caring.
Xiao Taohua opened the window and saw Zhao Lin's figure, and was surprised: "Oh, he is still downstairs."
Chai Jie said, "This gang of detectives didn't catch the murderer, but came to scare me, the victim's family. It's really unreasonable. If he dares to come again, I will go to the Yamen to sue him!"
"But the Nu family is still worried."
"What are you worried about? Little beauty..."
Zhao Lin didn't listen anymore and quickly left the brothel.
This young man looks bohemian, but in fact he is very scheming. It is difficult for such a person to have a heart-to-heart relationship with others, let alone in front of a prostitute.
I have excellent hearing, but I can't see through people's hearts.
If the murderer is one of the three brothers, Zhao Lin feels that Chai Jie is more likely than his two seemingly vulgar brothers.
Because gamblers are inhumane and can do anything.
All three brothers have met, and now only the last suspect is left - Mei Shilin.
Mei Shilin has been Chai Qihong's friend for many years and is also working in the Yamen. He should not be at home now, so Zhao Lin decided to visit later.
Taking advantage of the time, he put on his training clothes and came to Liuhe Gate.
"How does it feel on your first day as a yamen errand?"
Yuan Cheng came over and asked with a smile.
"Fortunately, it's just routine."
Zhao Lin said a few words casually, jumped on the plum blossom pile, and stretched his muscles.
On the surface, he practiced vigorously, but in his heart he was always thinking about the case.
According to the information provided by Tian Dabang, Mei Shilin worked as a secretary in the yamen. He had a modest temperament and was cautious in doing things. He was highly regarded by the county magistrate.
Sun Zhang did not dare to embarrass him and simply recorded a confession.
Zhao Lin also felt that Mei Shilin was unlikely to commit the crime and had no motive. After all, even if Chai Qihong died, his family property would not fall on him.
But Mei Shilin was the last person to see Chai Qihong, so he might know something.
Mei Shilin's home is in the west of the city, not far from Shuncheng Street where Zhao Lin bought his house.
After Zhao Lin finished practicing, he found Mei Shilin's house according to the address on the note.
He didn't break in directly, but listened outside.
In order not to attract attention, he walked back and forth on the street with an iron ruler, pretending to be on patrol.
Mei Shilin had a son and a daughter, all of whom were married, leaving him and his wife alone in the family.
Zhao Lin heard that there were indeed two people in the room.
From the occasional sound of books being turned and the clinking of pots and pans, he guessed that the two of them had already had dinner.
Mei Shilin was reading a book, and his wife was clearing away the dishes.
"Alas..." Mei Shilin suddenly sighed.
In the dead of night, people are most likely to be overflowing with emotions and thoughts.
Zhao Lin hoped he could say something.
However, after Mei Shilin sighed, there was no movement and he was quiet for a while.
"Madam, warm up half a jug of wine for me."
Mei Shilin's voice finally sounded.
"Husband, are you worried? You've been sighing a lot lately."
An old woman's voice said, it should be his wife Mei who spoke.
"What's wrong with me? Is the wine ready?"
"That's good."
After a while, the sound of Mei Shilin drinking could be heard in the room.
Sighing and drinking, Zhao Lin couldn't help but feel something in his heart.
"Speak the truth after drinking. Drink more."
One glass, two glasses, three glasses... When I drank the fourth glass, the wine bottle was empty and the wine was falling drop by drop.
"Very good, drink more."
Zhao Lin waited patiently for Mei Shilin to finish the drink, and estimated the time. When the wine started to get stronger, he walked to his door and banged on the door.
"Who is it?" Mei asked standing in front of the house.
"I, the county's police officer, go to Secretary Mei's office." Zhao Lin replied.
"It's so late, what's wrong?"
"It's a small matter, just ask and leave."
Mei Shilin came out and said with a big tongue: "I...I will open the door."
He opened the door and saw an unfamiliar face, and asked in surprise: "Who are you?"
"I'm the new head catcher. Secretary Mei may not have seen me before." Zhao Lin took out his badge and waved it in front of his eyes.
Mei Shilin glanced at the waistband and asked, "What's the matter?"
He is in the public domain and is not as afraid of the police as ordinary people.
"Can you go in and talk?" Zhao Lin showed a harmless smile.
"come in?"
Mei Shilin glanced at the street and deliberately left the door open.
The two came to the living room and sat down separately.
Mei Shilin said to his wife: "I'll sober up after tea."
After saying that, he said to Zhao Lin: "I think I saw you this morning. Which captain do you work for?"
Zhao Lin replied: "Captain Sun Zhang is on duty on the first day."
Mei Shilin said "Oh", "This is West City. I remember Capt. Sun is from East City, right?"
Zhao Lin smiled and said: "Public Secretary Mei is right, but a case that happened in Dongcheng that I am responsible for is related to you."
Mei Shilin frowned slightly, "What does Capt. Zhao mean by this?"
Zhao Lin said nothing. When Mei Shilin looked over, he stared at him and said, "Public Secretary Mei, since you know who killed Chai Qihong and you are his best friend, why don't you tell the truth?"
"Do you want to see the murderer go free?"
Mei Shilin was taken aback, and then said angrily: "Nonsense, how could I know?"
Zhao Lin keenly noticed that when Mei Shilin spoke, he blinked his eyes several times in succession, which was a sign of lying.
"Wow..."
The tea bowl in Mei's hand fell to the ground.
Zhao Lin's mind was racing and he said slowly: "Which son killed him?"
Mei Shilin looked away and glanced at the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, "I told you, I don't know anything."
Zhao Lin didn't ask any more questions and stood up and said, "Secretary Office Mei, you have to think clearly. This is a murder case. Failure to report it is also a serious crime."
He was talking to Mei Shilin, but his eyes were looking at Mei Shilin.
"Let's go. I'll leave after I send Chai Qihong home that day." Mei Shilin quickly regained his composure and his voice became louder.
"I suggest you think about it again." Zhao Lin said and strode away.
Mrs. Mei stood there stunned for a while, then silently packed up the things on the ground, walked out and closed the courtyard door.
"Madam..." Mei Shilin said a little guilty.
"We have been married for so many years, and you still hide it from me?" Mei lowered her head and said.
"I..." Mei Shilin hesitated.
Mrs. Mei glanced at him and said, "On the day Chai Qihong died, you claimed to be sick and refused to go to the Yamen. You also locked yourself in the room. Why? Was it you who killed him?"
"How could I kill him!"
Mei Shilin quickly denied, "Brother Chai and I have known each other for many years, and there is no enmity."
As he spoke, he got up and walked to the door, looked outside for a while, turned around and went into the house to close the door and windows, and then said: "Brother Chai came to see me that day, drinking late with some familiar friends..."
