Feng Cheng crossed his legs. He wore a casual sports-style suit today and a pair of Nike AJs on his feet. He looked bright and trendy. He sat leisurely and calmly in the interrogation room of Yunhe City Police Station, as if he was invited not to be investigated but to be a guest.
"Mr. Feng, could you please explain again your whereabouts from 7:00 to 9:00 pm the day before yesterday, the 12th?" Ling Ling, who was sitting opposite Feng Cheng, put on a serious face and tried not to show any trace of his whereabouts. Emotion asked calmly.
"Didn't this question already be answered yesterday when we were in my company? Why do you have to ask it again, and you have to bring me to the bureau to ask?" Feng Cheng raised his eyebrows and said dissatisfied.
"Please cooperate with our work and answer questions seriously."
"What happened? I heard that another person died in the company above us?" He muttered: "It's really evil. It can't be because of bad feng shui."
"We are asking you questions now!" Zhou Zhen was indeed more experienced and dignified. When he shouted these words, Feng Cheng immediately restrained himself a little. "Just answer whatever we ask you. Where does all the nonsense come from?"
Feng Cheng stretched out a finger and scratched his head, looking carefree: "The night before yesterday? A 'friend's' daughter had a birthday, and I went to the banquet."
"What friend? Please provide his contact information. We need to verify what you said with him."
Feng Cheng suddenly laughed: "Contact information? I don't have it. People might not know me, a nobody!"
"Do you want to listen to what you are talking about! Just now you said you were going to attend your friend's daughter's birthday party, and now you say you can't contact him. You are so inconsistent with what you said, are you deliberately looking for trouble?"
"Of course not!" Feng Cheng calmly said: "I did go to the banquet that night, but I didn't know what word to use to describe that person, so I simply used the word 'friend' for your convenience. I understand. Logically speaking, I am not qualified to be someone’s friend.”
This was a subtle hint that he had a backer, Ling Ling thought to himself, her impression of this person became even worse, and at the same time she felt even more stressed - although the person in front of her had a cynical attitude, he was by no means what he seemed. So easy to deal with.
"That's enough, stop talking about words. If we can't name anyone who can testify for you, then we can only think that your whereabouts the night before yesterday cannot be determined and you are suspected of committing a major crime."
"What? What kind of suspicion of committing a crime! Tell me clearly!" Feng Cheng almost jumped up: "Why am I suddenly suspected of committing a major crime? I don't even know that person. It's a bullshit case! I cooperate Your work is subject to your investigation. I have said everything that needs to be said, but you actually criticized me and slapped me with such a big label! Don't think that the police can speculate and slander at will!"
Feng Cheng snorted a few times: "You can't catch the murderer and want to find someone to blame, right?"
Zhou Zhen glanced at him indifferently and said calmly: "Let's get rid of who it is. We just want to find someone who can give you an alibi. If you say it happily, it will be over long ago. You have to keep grinding. , in a roundabout way, then we can only think that you have a guilty conscience."
Feng Cheng was so angry that he couldn't let it out. He sat in his seat and calmed down for a long time. Finally, he raised his eyes and glanced contemptuously at Ling Ling and Zhou Zhen in front of him: "Since the words have come to this point, I have nothing to hide. .Actually...that day was Deputy Mayor Yu’s daughter’s birthday.”
Everyone listening to the inquiry was surprised. Unexpectedly, the witness Feng Cheng named turned out to be the deputy mayor. Naturally, they had no way to go to the mayor to verify it in person, but Ling Feng still used his connections to conduct a simple investigation. The day before yesterday was indeed the birthday of the deputy mayor's daughter, but after asking around, no one seemed to know about them. Where to hold a birthday party. It seems that it should be a very private banquet.
"Who did you go to that banquet with?" Ling Ling asked.
"It's just me. Is that a banquet that anyone is eligible to attend?"
"Is there anyone at the banquet who has seen you or spoken to you who can vouch for you?" Ling Ling then asked.
"Yes!" Feng Cheng said decisively: "I know several of them, they are well-known entrepreneurs in our city, and I have even greeted them. But...it's hard to say whether they recognize me or not." Feng Cheng said with regret.
Ling Ling was a little speechless, this was obviously blocking their way.
"So, you went to a party where no one knew you? In that case, why did they invite a stranger? How did you get the chance to go to the mayor's daughter's birthday party?"
"I am also the boss of a company. Although I am not as good as those celebrities in the industry, I have accumulated some connections over the years. The invitation to the banquet the day before yesterday was also obtained by me through several connections. I came to Yun The river market hasn't lasted long, and it's not very popular yet, so you should actively seize this opportunity when you have it." Feng Cheng began to show off faintly.
Ling Feng, who had been observing the activities outside the inquiry room, once again turned over the information in his hand.
Feng Cheng is 32 years old. He once studied in Australia. After returning to China, he registered and established a company on the 13th floor of the development building in Yunhe High-tech Industrial Park in October last year, becoming Haicheng Information Technology Co., Ltd. boss.
The company is small, with only 12 people including the boss. The operating conditions seemed to be very average, but the employees spoke highly of the boss, saying that they seldom worked overtime and paid wages and benefits in a timely manner.
Is it possible that Boss Feng is here for charity? Supporting a huge company just to provide employment in our Yunhe City? He seems to have access to the so-called upper-class people. But can such a rich and well-established playboy really be capable of committing such acts as murdering people and dumping their bodies?
"We will verify the alibi you just mentioned." Ling Ling had no choice but to say: "But now we have another question. We want to know if you have been to Boya Company upstairs recently? Boya Company to be precise. on the 15th floor.”
"No..." Feng Cheng thought for a moment and then said: "...Okay."
Zhou Zhen was angered by his attitude: "If you have it, you have it, if you don't have it, you don't have it! What do you mean by not having it?"
"Yes... yes!" Feng Cheng suddenly changed his face to a playful smile and actually admitted: "Some time ago, wasn't there a murder in the company upstairs? It was very noisy, although it sounds quite scary, But after all, we have never seen anything like this before, and we are always a little curious. So, we wanted to go to the crime scene to have a look."
Ling Ling was a little surprised at his active admission: "When did you go?"
"Just...a few days ago, last Wednesday or Thursday, I can't remember exactly." Feng Cheng said.
"I'll give you one last chance. Think about it clearly. When was the last time you went to the 15th floor?" Ling Ling's eyes were bright and she was confident. At this time, she was like a hunter waiting for her prey to fall. This feeling It made her blood boil.
Feng Cheng's eyes flickered, and he also felt the change in the expression of the little policewoman in front of him: "Not only did I go there last Thursday, but everyone else in our company also went there."
"Stairs or elevator?"
Feng Cheng tapped his fingers on the table rhythmically: "Stairs. I'm too lazy to wait for the elevator. After all, there are only two floors."
Ling Ling showed a satisfied smile: "We found your footprints in the stairwell on the 15th floor."
"So?" This time it was Feng Cheng's turn to be confused: "I have indeed been to the 15th floor. It is not normal to have my footprints."
"So you admit that these shoe prints we photographed in the stairwell are your footprints? Look, are these shoe prints very similar to a pair of your shoes?" Ling Ling suddenly stood up, walked to him, and put a few The photo was placed in front of him.
Feng Cheng lowered his head and looked at the photos without saying anything, his back already soaked with cold sweat.
"These are the footprints we found in the stairwell today. Do you know what the problem is?" Ling Ling looked at him condescendingly: "We questioned the cleaners in charge of your building today. According to what they said , they don’t clean the stairwell very frequently, usually once a week, guess when was the last time they cleaned it?”
"That's right! It was last Friday!"
"So, can you explain why your footprints appeared again after last Friday?" Ling Ling threw out her trump card.
Feng Cheng looked at her coldly: "Why do you say these are my footprints? So what if they are my footprints? Can't I appear on the stairs? Which law stipulates that it is illegal to take the stairs? ?”
"Of course it's not illegal to take the stairs." Ling Ling returned to his seat: "However, a murder just occurred on the 15th floor, and your footprints appeared on the only way for the murderer to leave. Can you give us a reasonable explanation? "
"I don't understand what you are talking about." Feng Cheng's face turned extremely ugly: "What you said are just baseless speculations. If you have evidence, you might as well bring it out directly."
"Of course we have evidence. If you don't want others to know it, you have to do nothing yourself." Ling Ling said sternly: "But if we wait for us to show it, you will have no chance to reduce your guilt. Are you sure you want to do this? "
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Ling Ling walked out of the interrogation room, and Ling Feng looked at her approvingly: "Good performance!"
"However, you are too easy to lose face and not stable enough. What is thinking in your heart is written on your face. If you had not grasped the situation in advance and grasped his handle, there would be no way to force him to this point. "
Ling Ling pouted dissatisfiedly: "Why do you say that?".
This time it was Ling Feng's turn to feel strange: "Why, someone else said that to you?"
"No one, just a bunch of self-righteous guys!" Ling Ling snorted and left without looking back.
