Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 550 I Killed the Chairman

Song Qiyan suddenly added something faintly.

Jin Ziqi followed his words and explained: "Last night, we found that the air conditioner in my father-in-law's study room was always on."

The head of the criminal policeman bowed his head and pondered for a moment before looking at Guanshi Ming and everyone else.

Manager Ming, on the other hand, sat there with a blank expression on his face.

She raised her eyes, swept those questioning eyes one by one, and said indifferently: "Where's the evidence?"

Manager Ming's calm eyes swept over everyone present one by one.

She was wearing a black suit and skirt, sitting upright, with a very plain expression on her beautiful and capable face.

"Everything must be based on evidence. Before you doubt my sister, shouldn't you show some evidence?"

The detectives were at a loss for words. They were all reasoning according to the routine, and there was no substantive evidence.

"If there is no conclusive evidence, there is no need for my sister to accept repeated scares."

"You want evidence?" Song Qiyan's deep voice sounded slowly.

Manager Ming's spine froze, she frowned slightly when she met Song Qiyan's sharp eyes.

Song Qiyan called the maid who picked up the earrings, "Tell Steward Ming where you found the earrings."

"On the second floor near the flowerpot outside the study."

Song Qiyan nodded in satisfaction, then turned to look at Guanshi Ming: "Is this enough to invite your sister?"

Before Manager Ming could answer, there was a sound of high heels stomping at the gate.

A gentle figure appeared in everyone's field of vision.

"Don't make things difficult for Xiaohui."

The visitor was a woman in her 40s, well maintained, making her look no more than 30 years old, wearing a turtleneck sweater and English pleated skirt under a fringed shawl, with black hair hanging on her shoulders.

"Sorry, I'm late, I've always been in poor health, so I added a shawl when I went back to my room."

Jin Ziqi looked at this woman, and based on her temperament, she was somewhat similar to the mother-in-law Song Qiyan had shown her, Miss Lan. The difference was that the woman in front of her looked smarter.

But before Jin Ziqi could think deeply, the woman came over and walked in front of Song Qiyan first.

She smiled apologetically: "I came to bother you, but I haven't had time to say hello to the master."

Song Qiyan had already let go of his cold expression. He put his hands on Jin Ziqi's shoulders, straightened his body, and said to the woman with a smile, "You're welcome. I think it's just that you haven't said hello to me, right?"

The woman nodded reservedly: "Yes, I went to the study to greet Chairman Song last night."

She admitted it frankly, and there was no furtive look in her eyes.

A maid who knew about it stepped forward: "I did meet Miss Minglan when I was cleaning the corridor last night."

Miss?

Jin Ziqi frowned when he heard these two words---
A 40-year-old woman is still called Miss, and she cannot escape the word unmarried.

Song Zhiren once said unintentionally that Minghui was adopted and sponsored by him to study abroad and complete his studies.

Looking at Minglan again, although there are no famous brand logos, these clothes don't look like cheap goods?
How could a woman with such good taste be from a poor family?
Jin Ziqi weighed it up before he spoke: "Miss Ming, I don't know what kind of relationship you have with my father-in-law?"

The smile on Minglan's face froze, and Minghui on the sofa also clenched her hands.

Obviously, the two sisters are conflicted about this issue.

Jin Ziqi leaned forward in surprise: "Did I offend Miss Ming's privacy?"

Minglan smiled a bit forcedly: "No, Song Dong and I... are friends."

With these words spoken, anyone with a discerning eye can almost guess the delicate relationship between Ming Lan and Song Zhiren.

In the whole living room, the person with the ugliest face was Ming Guanshi, who had long since lost his initial indifference and calmness.

The criminal police immediately began to ask: "Miss Ming, please cooperate with our work now."

Minglan was slightly surprised, and glanced at the transcript: "Didn't you record it last night?"

"We may have overlooked some details last night, so wait a minute and ask for more details."

Minglan nodded understandingly: "Is that so, well then, you can ask."

Jin Ziqi and Song Qiyan didn't bother them when the criminal police were taking the statement, but they both paid attention to Minglan's expression.

The sudden appearance of a woman who might be Song Zhiren's mistress is too suspicious.

If it was really her, what would be the motive for the murder?
According to Minglan's description---
Yesterday morning, when Minghui got up to serve Song Zhiren, she also got up, watched TV in the room for more than an hour, went downstairs to have breakfast around six o'clock, went back to the room and practiced yoga for a while, and did not come out after that. Room.

The head of the criminal police also listened carefully, and finally asked: "According to the procedure, I need to ask a question, were there any witnesses during the period after you finished your breakfast?"

Minglan was stunned, silent for a moment, then looked at Minghui: "Does my sister Xiaohui count?"

"Is there no one else?"

Minglan shook her head and rubbed her forehead, "No, I'm not familiar with the people here."

Therefore, under normal circumstances, no one would go to her place and rush through the door to serve as her time witness.

The living room fell silent for a while.

Because the servant just said that he saw Ming Lan appearing near the study the night before, it is obviously impossible to use earrings to name Ming Lan a suspect.

But there is no doubt that the real murderer is indeed among these people.

For a moment, except for Ming Lan who was calm, Han Minzheng who was tense, and Steward Ming who ignored the audience, the other servants were a little restless, and it was inevitable to feel panic when they were in the same room with the murderer.

At this time, a policeman's mobile phone rang.

He took his mobile phone to the corner to talk, and came back excitedly not long after.

"Boss, there is new progress from the forensic doctor. It is said that two important clues have been discovered."

Before the words were finished, everyone in the living room had very different reactions.

Song Qiyan and his wife stared closely at the excited criminal policeman who was holding a mobile phone.

Han Minzheng slightly raised his eyelids.

Minghui was stunned for a moment.

As for Ming Lan, a gloomy look flashed in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth slightly turned up.

When Jin Ziqi turned his head, he happened to catch Minglan's wry smile in his eyes.

The criminal policeman cleared his throat, sat upright and began to explain——

"The forensic doctor found some cashmere fibers in the nails of the deceased, which should have been torn from the murderer's clothes when the deceased struggled before his death. At that time, the deceased was hit on the back of the head. Out of instinct, he would press the wound, so his hands would inevitably be stained. Blood, the murderer's clothes must have been stained with blood."

(End of this chapter)