As Shen Yunian said, she stared straight at the woman in front of her.
She was calm and calm from the beginning, but it was obvious that her pupils had been avoiding their eyes.
She was obviously afraid of them, or rather guilty.
In front of her, Shen Yunian took out a bag of white things from the box.
"What is this? Miss Song." Shen Yunian said, "Can you explain?"
Song Yi raised her eyebrows, isn't this box what the old man said to give her just now
Why is it here
She pursed her lips, forcibly suppressing the bad emotions in her heart.
Facing the police, Song Yi felt that she was really allergic to these two words. Even if the two of them came here today without wearing uniforms, they still felt a little depressed.
She found that, except for Tang Si, for others. She was really conditioned to be afraid.
Light or heavy, perhaps lighter now than before.
Pulling Shen Yunian to sit down, a bright smile appeared on his face: "I think there may be some misunderstandings."
Song Yi is a cunning fox who is very ruthless.
The current situation is not good for him, so of course he will try to behave kindly in front of Shen Yunian.
Faced with Song Yi's sudden 180-degree attitude change, Shen Yunian raised his eyebrows: "I came out to investigate the case, not to watch your acting."
Song Yi: "If you want to watch acting, you can. There are many actors under my banner. You can watch whichever one you want. If there are actors you like, I can also invite them to have a meal with you. Why? Sample?"
Shen Yunian smiled gracefully, leaned slightly on the sofa, threw the bag of white things on the coffee table, pointed at it, and looked at her with cold eyes: "Please explain this bag of things to me first. "
Song Yi licked her lips and told the truth: "Just now a grandfather came over and said he wanted to give me a gift. This box is the gift he was going to give me, but I didn't accept it. I don't know why he suddenly appeared at the entrance .”
"Maybe this old grandpa has fallen."
Shen Yunian: "What evidence do you have?"
Song Yi was very upset by his attitude of interrogating the prisoner.
After being silent for a second or two, she suddenly said, "The bag of things on the table, are you sure what it is?"
"Maybe" Song Yi looked at Shen Yunian: "Is that washing powder?"
"Because the old man said that his wife passed away. His children treated him badly, so the financial conditions at home are very difficult. It is also possible to come and give me a gift or washing powder."
Shen Yunian laughed when he heard that, in their line of business, he would know what was inside the bag by looking at it from a distance.
"You really don't give up until you reach the Yellow River, and you don't shed tears when you see the coffin." Shen Yunian waved: "Fang Chang, open that thing, let Miss Song smell it, and see if it is washing powder?"
In the end, it was confirmed that it was a pack of real white powder.
Song Yi found that this situation was wrong.
And why does that old man have such a thing in his hand
This is deliberate framing.
If so, it was a long-planned thing to appear in front of her car door from that day on.
He knocked on the car door because he wanted her to open the door, maybe he had already waited for the opportunity to put those things in her car at that time.
Unfortunately, Tang Si came over at that time, so he could only find a reason to leave.
Shen Yunian: "What else do you have to say now?"
"There is surveillance at the door, I can adjust the surveillance for you." Song Yi said, and ran to adjust the surveillance, only to find that the surveillance was gone when the old man came.
At this moment, her mind was blank.
Outside the window, there was another gust of cold wind blowing in from the neckline, Song Yi shivered.
Things are too complicated to understand for a while.
Shen Yunian: "Come with us for a test."
"Did you smoke du?"
On Tang Si's side, according to the people in the surveillance, they were wanted.
Immediately, they investigated the mall again.
Also found the cleaner.
He was found in the warehouse, because he was alone at home, and he had not contacted his children for a long time, nor did he have much contact with neighbors or the like.
So no one found out that he was missing, because the personnel department of the mall recorded that someone handed him a resignation letter.
So he didn't go to work in the mall anymore, and the people in the mall didn't notice anything unusual, they only thought that the cleaner was too capricious.
"I don't know what's going on. The man came over and asked me for clothes. If he didn't give it to him, he tied me up and took off my clothes."
"Comrade police, this matter. You have to decide for me."
Tang Si sat and looked at him coldly: "Do you remember the physical characteristics of that person?"
"I remember it was quite tall, maybe 1.8 meters."
Tang Si glanced at Zhou Liang, and Zhou Liang understood, and brought the photo of the person on the surveillance camera in front of him: "Is this the person you're talking about?"
The cleaner saw the photo and reacted for a second or two before pointing to the photo and saying, "That's right! That's him!"
Tang Si looked at him coldly.
At this time, he smiled and asked, "Do you have tattoos on your arms?"
The cleaner immediately responded: "Yes, yes, there are indeed tattoos on the arms."
Tang Si raised Erlang's legs slightly. Hearing this, he smiled again. His tone was light and chilling: "So, what is the pattern of that tattoo? Can you describe it to me?"
"Is it on the left hand or the right hand?"
The cleaner was stunned immediately when he heard this, but it was only for a second or two: "The situation was too urgent at the time, and I couldn't remember exactly what it was, so I just took a rough look, and it was indeed a tattoo. exist."
"Are you sure? Is there really a tattoo?"
The cleaner was terrified by his question, but still nodded.
"Heh." Tang Si sneered, patted his thigh, and stood up: "Zhou Liang, take him back and lock him up."
When the cleaner heard this, he immediately panicked.
Zhou Liang grabbed the cleaner's hand.
The cleaner struggled and looked at Tang Si angrily: "Why? I didn't do anything, and I was tied up. I'm a victim. Can you police arrest people randomly?"
"If you don't catch that bad guy, you want to take me back?"
Tang Si picked up his collar by the way, and pulled the corners of his lips mockingly: "First, your acting skills are really clumsy, and second, your IQ is also really low, you really don't deserve to play with me like this very messy."
"Third." Tang Si sneered: "And the most important thing, that person has no tattoos at all."