Detective Files II

Chapter 58 Loach

[Xiao Mo here expresses his gratitude to Wanyan Children's Shoes for his seriousness. The first case has developed to the present, and Xiao Mo has left some subtle clues in the process. Recently, he has been worried that everyone will ignore it because it is too trivial. After reading Yan'er's comments, I found that she had found out almost all the details. This made Xiao Mo proud of having such a serious and intelligent reader on the one hand, and on the other hand, he secretly wiped his sweat~ Hey, You are too smart and too difficult to deal with, right? ? ?Covering her mouth and snickering...turn to the text. 】

Zhao Jiping's sudden change of words surprised Tian Mi and An Changpu more or less. The words Lu Xiangdong just said had obviously worked, but the two of them couldn't figure out exactly how they worked for a while, so they had to Suppress doubts and save them for later.

"Didn't you just say that you and Qiao Qiong didn't know each other before, and it was your first contact at KTV?" An Changpu put on a straight face and tapped his fingers on the table: "Tell me, why did you lie?"

Zhao Jiping didn't feel any pressure because of his performance. He rubbed his hands together, showed an apologetic smile, and bowed slightly to An Changpu and Tian Mi: "I'm sorry, it's true that I lied just now, but it's also true. I hope you can understand that the reason why I concealed the fact that I knew Qiao Qiong before was also because of my fearful nature. When she resigned, there was a lot of trouble in the company, and now she died for no reason. For no reason, because I have such a slight friendship with her, I have caused a lot of criticism."

"Then, how far can your friendship with Qiao Qiong reach?" Tian Mi ignored his reason and continued to ask.

"Not to a certain extent." Zhao Jiping answered vaguely.

"Not to what extent?"

"You should know her, she has a more cheerful personality and can afford to play, so when young people in the company go out to play, they will call her up, as I said before, it's nothing more than a drink , when I’m a little drunk, it’s just flirting and flirting, there’s no real relationship.” Zhao Jiping changed his position on the chair, seemed to feel uncomfortable, and changed back to the original one: “except for those occasions when everyone plays together. Besides, she and I can’t even talk about knowing each other, at best we know each other, we don’t have much contact with each other.”

"According to what you said, there is no personal relationship between you and Qiao Qiong, except for the acquaintance and the occasional "urban male and female" ambiguous behavior?" Tian Mi asked again.

Zhao Jiping expressed no objection to Tian Mi's generalization.

"Then why did someone see you go to her house to look for her on the day Qiao Qiong was killed?" Tian Mi didn't give him any chance to breathe, and immediately threw another bomb.

Sure enough, after hearing her words, Zhao Jiping's face changed a little, his expression was not as relaxed as before, and he was a little more nervous and defensive, but his psychological quality was obviously better than the police expected, Tian Mi's bomb was just He was a little flustered when he was blown up, but he wasn't chaotic, and he was still calm on the whole.

He took the copy of the old man's transcript that An Changpu handed him, quickly browsed the content on it, then smiled, and handed the material back to An Changpu: "Officer, I don't think this thing can explain anything. This so-called The eyewitnesses are all so old, and their memory must be severely weakened, how could they remember things clearly, let alone just a back view! Besides, mine has never been to Qiao Qiong's house at all."

"So, what did you do that day?" Lu Xiangdong is the most relaxed and stable person among the three. At this moment, he is still holding his arms in his arms, speaking calmly, chatting with Zhao Jiping with a half-smile, just like now It was not an interrogation, but two people chatting.

His question made Tian Mi frown, and she secretly despised Lu Xiangdong, who even has a doctorate in criminal psychology!This question is too amateurish!With Zhao Jiping's slippery personality, this kind of question could not be realized without preparation. Fortunately, Lu Xiangdong directly paved the steps for him to step down. Such a question was simply asked Zhao Jiping's heart!
Zhao Jiping seemed to be exactly as Tian Mi estimated. Hearing Lu Xiangdong's question, the corners of his mouth moved up almost invisible, and he replied briskly, "That day, I played cards with my friends."

"Mahjong?"

"At the beginning, everyone was not present, so we fought for landlords for a while. At noon, everyone arrived. Everyone went out to have a meal together. After returning home in the afternoon, we started playing mahjong until the early morning of the next day."

"Did you go out to eat with your friends at noon? Were you together the whole time?" Lu Xiangdong asked.

Zhao Jiping nodded: "Yes."

"Can you tell me which restaurant it was and what you ate?"

"It's not too far from where I live. There's a Sichuan restaurant. That day we ordered boiled fish, slobbery chicken, cold loofah and so on." Lu Xiangdong's question didn't overwhelm Zhao Jiping.

After listening to him, Lu Xiangdong nodded, and asked him to repeat the details of the names and occupations of the friends who played cards and had dinner with him that day, and Zhao Jiping answered them one by one.After asking these questions, Lu Xiangdong suddenly asked, "Where were you at 1 o'clock last Friday?"

"Last Friday?" Zhao Jiping was taken aback, and looked at Lu Xiangdong suspiciously: "That time was lunch time, I should have lunch near the company."

"What to eat?"

"I don't remember. May I ask what's the point of asking these questions?" Zhao Jiping showed a trace of impatience.

"You don't even remember what you ate for lunch last Friday, but you can remember all the dishes you ate on the day Qiao Qiong was killed. It's really interesting," Lu Xiangdong said with a faint smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes. Staring sharply at Zhao Jiping: "I asked you what you did on the day Qiao Qiong was killed, and you were able to answer fluently without even needing to remember the process. It seems that you did your homework well in advance!"

Zhao Jiping was speechless, simply snorted coldly, and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Tian Mi hurriedly struck while the iron was hot, and asked again: "Zhao Jiping, let me ask you, did you go to Qiao Qiong's house on the day she was killed?"

"As I said, I haven't been there!" Zhao Jiping became impatient: "How many times do you have to ask me this kind of question before you give up? If I say I haven't been there, I just haven't been there!"

"Since I haven't been there, why not only did someone see you there, but the police also found your fingerprints at Qiao Qiong's house?" Lu Xiangdong resorted to tricks.

Zhao Jiping showed disdain at first, and lightly reprimanded: "I've said it all, the memory of the elderly is simply unreliable..."

Then he seemed to suddenly realize what Lu Xiangdong said, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes: "You said you got my fingerprints in Qiao Qiong's house?!"

(End of this chapter)