Is it normal to live on the phone to help your boyfriend investigate the case?

Maybe the injury on his forehead affected his thinking. After returning home, he did nothing but fell into a sleepy sleep.

It was still dark after waking up, and it was three o'clock in the morning.

Close your eyes and go back to sleep, it's seven o'clock in the morning.

He continued to sleep until 10:30 this time.

Apart from sleeping, he didn't seem to know what to do anymore. The anesthetic used for the stitches had long since lost its effect, and now the wound was bursting with pain, which made him distraught and depressed.

He was lying on the bed, hesitating whether to continue to sleep, when the phone rang suddenly, and the ringtone was as harsh as an explosion in the silent room.

Qu Mingcong answered the phone, it was Xu Chenjie who called, and Xu Chenjie asked, "Didn't you want to see Tian Xiaojun? Where are you?"

Qu Mingcong was stunned, and remembered, because he heard that Ding Zhaolin had died yesterday, so he rescheduled his visit to today.

"I'll be right there."

He is not a character who gives up halfway. Although there is one person missing...but what should be done must be done.

He didn't brush his teeth or wash his face, with his fluffy hair on his head, he grabbed a thick coat and hurried out the door, and then met Tian Xiaojun just before the lunch break.

It was a very thin man, with a slightly hunched back, drooping eyes, and his eyes wandered around unnaturally, with a natural aura of guilty conscience.

Although the other party was sitting, Qu Mingcong guessed after observation that even if Tian Xiaojun stood upright, he might not even be 1.6 meters tall.

This body type should be able to get out of the stairwell window on the second floor of the museum.

Qu Mingcong vaguely remembered that Ding Na's height seemed to be 168, which was close to 1.7 meters. She had a clear advantage in height when facing Tian Xiaojun. Very likely.

After seeing Tian Xiaojun with his own eyes, Qu Mingcong came to a final conclusion on the whole incident in his mind.

"Do you know Ding Na?" He asked Tian Xiaojun.

Tian Xiaojun looked confused and shook his head, "Who is it?"

"Ding Zhaolin's daughter, Ding Na." Qu Mingcong said indifferently, "Ding Zhaolin, you must have an impression, right? You went to his museum to steal things a few times."

Tian Xiaojun was stunned, "Oh... I know him, what's wrong? Is he going to ask me to pay for it? I don't have any money, and it's a previous case! I'm already in jail, what else does he want?"

Qu Mingcong didn't have much patience, and said directly: "How much do you know about Ding Na falling to her death?"

Tian Xiaojun glanced to the side, "I don't know... Didn't the news say it might be a suicide? Anyway, it's none of my business."

"You were also in the museum the night of the accident, tell me what you know." Qu Mingcong said.

"You can't talk nonsense!" Tian Xiaojun was startled, his drooping eyelids trembled, and he retorted, "Do you have evidence?! My sentence is almost over, don't hurt me! I don't know you!"

No thief wants to be involved in a murder.

"Why are you nervous?" Qu Mingcong twitched the corners of his mouth, and said slowly, "It has been determined as an accidental fall, not murder, no one hurt you, you don't have to admit that you went to the museum that night, but... if you can provide some clues , maybe it will help you."

"Help?" Tian Xiaojun pricked up his ears, his face still vigilant, "What kind of help? Can you reduce my sentence?"

Qu Mingcong looked at him: "What do you mean, can I understand that you were really there that night?"

"I didn't say anything!" Tian Xiaojun denied again, his small eyes rolled around, "Don't try to trick me."

Qu Mingcong smiled lightly, "Okay, since you can't provide any clues, then this meeting can be over, goodbye."

He made a gesture to leave, but Tian Xiaojun became impatient, and leaned his upper body forward to stare at Qu Mingcong: "Hey! Don't leave! You haven't said what help you can give me!"

Qu Mingcong turned around lazily, and glanced at him, "I don't have the ability to reduce your sentence, but you still need money, right?"

No one will have trouble with money, Tian Xiaojun asked anxiously: "How much?"

"Two thousand." Qu Mingzong casually reported the number, "The cause of my death in Chadinna, two thousand is my personal information fee for you."

You can't give too much money, or the other party will look back and think it's a trap, and it can't be too little, so as not to lose interest. Qu Mingcong thinks that two thousand is just right.

Tian Xiaojun frowned, "Two thousand is too little."

Qu Mingcong smiled, "I didn't make a lot of money from investigating this case."

Even when the firm used to check on the mistress, the information fee he gave the insider was only [-], and [-] is considered very generous.

Tian Xiaojun sat behind the glass window and struggled for a while, then asked him, "Will you pay for any information?"

"Of course it has something to do with the day of Ding Na's death, and I'm not being taken advantage of." Qu Mingcong replied.

"As long as it's related to her that day, I'll give you two thousand?" Tian Xiaojun asked again uncertainly, "You won't cause trouble for me, will you?"

Qu Mingcong was annoyed, "You are already like this, who has time to trouble you?"

With his attitude, Tian Xiaojun felt relieved, slowly retracted his neck, hunched his back, and whispered: "That night... I was indeed in the museum."

Qu Mingcong sat back down again, "How did Ding Na die?"

Tian Xiaojun raised his eyelids and took a quick look at him, then quickly lowered his eyes, leaving the relationship behind, "I don't know, anyway, when I saw her, she was still alive."

Qu Mingcong thought for a while, took out his mobile phone, found the photo he took in the museum last time, and then slapped it on the glass for Tian Xiaojun to see clearly, "Did you steal this antique when you went to the museum that night? Did you get it?"

Tian Xiaojun looked at it with a frown, and shook his head: "Who can remember this? It's been so long, anyway, I remember that I was holding the biggest bottle in the cabinet that day."

Qu Mingcong raised the corner of his lower lip silently, as he guessed, this ignorant thief did not take a pile of celadon and white porcelain, but only took a piece of blue and white porcelain, just because the utensil was large enough and it was real enough.

"I thought the museum was empty. Who knew that Ding Na would run down suddenly and bump into me..." Tian Xiaojun frowned and recalled, "She saw me holding a bottle and asked me if I wanted to send the exhibits back to the exhibition area. , then I definitely said yes, but because I didn't take the elevator, she saw that I was not a staff member, and caught up... Hey, of course I can't take the elevator, and I am not stupid because there is surveillance in the elevator."

Qu Mingcong looked at him, "Then what happens after she catches up?"

Tian Xiaojun shook his head, "No, no, I must run faster than her."

He raised his hand and gestured, winking, "Hey, I threw the bottle back and ran away from the small window on the second floor."

Qu Mingcong: "Throw it away? Broke it?"

"Let's keep the green hills and don't worry about firewood. I'm about to slip away. How can I manage so much?" Tian Xiaojun straightened his chest and stood up for a while, then bent his back again and returned to the hunched posture, "...but, I seem to hear a bang, maybe... maybe she was hit by me?"

Qu Mingcong raised his eyebrows, "Did you smash her to death?"