when the moon whispers

Chapter 381 Accomplice - Frightened (Part )

Six accomplices in the case
Fifty-six fright (Part 1)
The ventilation system of the interrogation room rumbled diligently for more than ten minutes. Tu Siyao shakily put out the cigarette in his hand that almost burned to his fingertips. He took a deep breath, but his face turned red due to his own coughing. Then she raised her head to calm down, thanked Jiang Mo like a gnat for the paper cup he handed to her, and took two small sips very slowly.

"I'm sorry, Officer Jiang..." Tu Siyao raised his eyes carefully and looked at Jiang Mo's face quietly. His voice was weak and vague, "I'm actually not very good at smoking, I'm just afraid... I want to be quiet. Sit on the ground for a while...it will cause trouble."

"The cigarettes come from my master. You may not be used to it." Jiang Mo waved his hand and walked back to his seat in no hurry. He half-leaned on the edge of the table and gestured to Xiao Letian to adjust the lens of the law enforcement record. Then he lowered his eyes and thought for a while, raised his chin and pointed at the scratched scar that Tu Siyuan was caressing unconsciously, "Relax, I came to you mainly because there is something... between you and Chai Qing... It's considered a 'reasonable' conflict, and it's just a routine inquiry, just a casual chat - I heard from Brother Peng from Qingyun Yaju that you were waiting outside Chaiqing Community all day yesterday?"

"...Almost." Tu Siyao lowered his head slightly and dug his fingers into the wound that had been disinfected and applied, rubbing it hard until it turned red. "I took the subway to get there around nine o'clock...because in Lan We met several times at Bridge Publishing House, and I roughly knew the hours when Chai Wen went to work, so I thought I would block her doorstep. Maybe she left early that day... I didn't realize until after 12 noon that I might have missed it. I’m not sure when she will come back, so I can only wait at the gate of the community.”

"Do you want to talk to Chai Qing about Song Zhiwen's plagiarism? We met once before. Didn't you have a meeting at the publishing house to discuss it? I can't get through the message phone? Why do you want to come here in private again-" Jiang Mo frowned in confusion, pursed his lips, and suddenly thought of the razor blades and paper wreaths all over Tu Siyao's entrance: "Because of those threatening couriers?"

"Actually, those things... including abusive messages and anonymous private messages... I have kept screenshots as evidence. I originally wanted to handle the plagiarism lawsuit and then consult a lawyer - I always thought it was done by Song Zhiwen's fans. Opening boxes and the like, but when someone sent a message two days ago, they just copied and pasted it and let it slip. Only then did I realize that it was Chai Qing who disclosed my personal information and encouraged those fans to do these things..."

Tu Siyao had collapsed countless times. He suppressed twisted cries in his barely calm voice. He looked at Jiang Mo with red eyes and felt aggrieved. He paused for a while before swallowing a few times, taking a deep breath and whispering. Continued, "So I thought about questioning her on the phone and recording evidence to collect evidence so that it could be handled by the police, but I didn't expect that she was very vigilant. She blocked me after I called her full name once. I didn't have anything else. The only way is to ask the editor-in-chief and Assistant Xue of the publishing house for Editor Chai’s address... I want to talk face to face, whether I can get an explanation or just give up... I have to give it a try. "

The clues on Tu Siyao's mobile phone and computer about a series of incidents such as plagiarism and "unboxing" were kept by the police as soon as they came to the door. Jiang Mo nodded, glanced at Xiao Letian with a crooked body, and pulled up the screenshot file roughly. Browsing the display screen, "But about the matter between you and Chai Qing... why did you lie to Fu Yang?"

"...Plagiarism lawsuits are more energy-consuming, and most of the actual compensation is not worth the loss. Fu Yang had heard about the author who had been fighting against Song Zhiwen before and committed suicide by jumping off a building. He was afraid that I would get into trouble, and I didn't want her to worry too much, so I didn't take it. Go to Chai Qing to confront her and tell her thoroughly. This matter really has nothing to do with her..." Tu Siyao didn't expect to involve Fu Yang, and he hammered his chest twice, "She only knows that I'm handling it. When I was in a lawsuit, I would occasionally ask if I could ask for leave... I didn't expect that I would have a fever and be unable to wake up when I came back from Chai Bian's place, and that she would get involved..."

Jiang Mo withdrew his gaze from the computer screen, picked up his tablet and flipped through the surveillance video sent simultaneously by Milu. He frowned and sighed: "I'm not eating or drinking and braving the north wind at the gate of Qingyun's residence." Wait until after ten o'clock in the evening... Let's talk about what happened next. What did you see near the alley and why did you fall like this? "

Tu Siyao's breath was stagnant and he didn't speak in a hurry. He held the warm paper cup in his palm with shaking fingertips. His whole body hung there tired and stiff, shaking involuntarily so that the table shook and made a slight noise. .

"I was planning to leave around ten o'clock... The security guard advised me to find a place to warm up, but I really couldn't bear it, so I went to the noodle shop he mentioned to eat and rest. The boss can prove that - —He saw me sitting there wiping my tears, so he didn’t urge me to leave. It was after 11:30 when the store was about to close, and I came out. I found a convenience store along the way and bought a cup of coffee, because it was already past the subway operating hours. I planned to take a shortcut through the alley and go to the night bus stop over the shopping mall..." Tu Siyao's heart sank and he closed his eyes tightly, unable to bear the thought, "Unexpectedly... I saw someone inside the garbage station—— "

Jiang Mo stared at Tu Siyao expressionlessly, "What did you see?"

"I saw... I saw the firewood lying in a pool of blood..." Tu Siyao stumbled in a daze, twirled his fingers helplessly and awkwardly, huddled himself in fear, and swallowed unnaturally and made a disgusting sound. It obviously hit the ground, "There was also... a person wearing black clothes. Against the light, I could only see the outline clearly, but I couldn't remember anything else... I was so scared that my legs were weak and I didn't dare to say anything. , I thought about covering my mouth and running away quietly, but the coffee in my hand fell off my hands and fell to the ground. I also stepped on the bumpy mud and fell down. I don’t even remember how I got up. Later, the person... seemed to be I'm chasing him...I wasn't sure, I didn't even dare to look back, and I couldn't get a car even though I was dirty, so I could only run to the rented house according to the rough route I had memorized in my mind, and then hurriedly drove away. I packed up all the clothes and shoes that the murderer might have remembered for revenge and threw them out. After locking the door, I hunkered down at home...until--Fu Yang and you guys come to find me."

Tu Siyao's description is very general. At first glance, it sounds basically consistent with the clues currently obtained by the police, but in fact there is nothing valuable. The wording is as smooth as a flowing account, and it is not like a person who was stimulated by the bloody scene. The witness, whose mind was confused, could not tell what was wrong. Even Xiao Letian, who was sitting behind the computer, hissed, raised his eyes, straightened his body, and glanced at the top of her head with complex eyes. Pass.

Jiang Mo folded his arms motionless, neither commenting, nor criticizing directly. He just examined Tu Siyao's body movements that gradually changed from cramped to calm, and followed her words with a soft chuckle and raised his head. The eyebrows broke the long silence that was like a trial.

"...If you were so scared, why didn't you choose to call the police in the first place?"

Due to work and health reasons, I will be working on another day~
"From now on, I can only have fun. I have nothing to worry about."