Yan Suizhi leaned against the door and unhurriedly pressed the elevator to stop the floor for everyone. He seemed to reply casually, "Yes, it's very strange."
Gu Yan glanced at the policeman to the back of his head, but said nothing.
The two of them were always so unhurried, so Master Qiao didn't notice anything unusual.
He mumbled to himself, and the elevator was already there.
This police officer looks very capable, doesn't talk much, and doesn't communicate much with the public outside of official business.
Entering the elevator is the first, exiting the elevator is the last, always with a serious face of business.
The butler who was waiting outside the elevator door greeted them as soon as they saw them, and then pressed the code beside the electronic door.
The police officer glanced at the entire corridor, confirmed the entrance and exit of this floor and the safe passage, and asked the housekeeper, "You are responsible for this entire floor?"
"Do you mean service or security?"
"All."
"I am mainly responsible for the service, and there are special security personnel for security. Usually 6-8 are arranged for this luxury floor, but because of an accident, they are now holding emergency meetings downstairs."
The police officer nodded and asked again, "What is the usual position of the security guards?"
"The elevator entrance, next to the electronic password door, and next to the safety passage. These are mainly three places." The housekeeper said.
"How about you? Are you here 24 hours a day?"
The housekeeper pointed to a single room at the end of the corridor, "I usually stay there and basically stay on call."
The police officer nodded, "So if someone enters or leaves the house, or if someone leaves outside, at least someone will see it?"
"I think so."
"Okay, thank you," the officer said.
The password door opened, and the butler made a gesture of invitation, sent Joe and the others in, and left himself outside the door.
"Do you mind if I take a look at the suite's structure first?" the policeman asked Joe, who knew from the conversation just now that he was the owner.
Joe nodded. "Of course, at will."
He settled Ke Jin on the sofa in the living room, followed the police officer, and was a little curious: "Are we considered suspects? I have encountered some cases before, because there is no suspicion, they don't seem to be so serious when they take notes."
The police officer called up the working interface of the smartphone, recorded a few words, and explained: "There are differences in the way of work, and the requirements of different police stations may be different. The sheriff asked us to record in detail, not because You guys are suspicious. Maybe I need to take a quick shot?"
Joe shrugged, "You'll have to cooperate with your work."
"thanks."
The policeman walked around the huge room, and the smartphone also took pictures.
"Okay." The police officer glanced at it. "Where is it more convenient to take notes? Is the sofa okay?"
"of course can."
The police officer opened the recording and put it on the coffee table, "Let's talk about when you came to this garden hotel."
Joe: "Last night, was it past four or five?"
Gu Yan: "4:50."
The police officer was a little surprised, "Do you remember so clearly?"
The little police officer has an occupational disease, and whenever he encounters such an unexpected answer, he will have a little doubt.
Yan Suizhi remembered the day he first entered the law firm, and said with a smile, "My teacher has an iron rule, always arrive at the place ten minutes earlier than the appointed time."
Police officer: "Oh?"
Yan Suizhi: "The result of being poisoned by university courses."
Qiao burst into laughter and echoed: "Indeed, Ke Jin also had this problem before, so what is the negotiation class?"
He explained to the police officer half-jokingly: "The entire law school is poisonous, and they pay special attention to these things. 80% of the time is because the former dean was a big laughing devil. The requirements are too high, and it's good to get used to it."
"… "
Yan Suizhi paused with his hand holding the water glass, and glanced at Master Qiao, thinking nonsense, I don't have this problem myself.
The policeman nodded, "Oh, no wonder. So your opening time for the reception last night was 5 o'clock?"
"right."
"I just said the time...you two together?" the policeman asked.
"I met him at the door." Qiao said the matter without reservation. "To be precise, I knew Gu's fault, so I chose that time to be there, so I'd be sure to meet him."
"Have you been at the reception since then?" the policeman asked.
"Yes, in the glass garden just now."
"Have you left halfway?"
Joe blinked: "Does it count to go to the bathroom? I've been there three times?"
The police officer may have been habitually asking this question, but since Young Master Qiao was so cooperative, he followed the words and asked one more question, "All alone?"
Qiao shook his head: "No, with Ke Jin."
Police officer: "… "
He moved the electronic pen and swiped twice on the page, maybe a little bit at a loss as to how to memorize it.
"Um... how about you?" The police officer silently transferred the object and asked Yan Suizhi and Gu Yan.
Yan Suizhi cast an inquiring look at Gu Yan very naturally: "Have you been there twice?"
Police officer: "..." Why do you ask others...
He moved his pen, not knowing what to write.
Fortunately, Yan Suizhi said again: "We didn't drink anything last night. We went there twice because I wanted to wash my hands. It's boring to go alone."
Police officer: "… "
No, how can we talk after washing our hands? ?
"When does the party end?" The officer felt compelled to skip the topic of the bathroom.
"Around ten o'clock?" Joe said.
"And then came back here?" The police officer asked Gu Yan and Yan Suizhi, "Have you been to the front building during this period? I mean, your room was originally arranged in the front, do you have luggage there? Or just go directly Came here to stay?"
"I've been there." Yan Suizhi said, "I took a look at the room, but there was no luggage there."
"So that room 406 is actually empty isn't it?"
"Roughly the same."
The police officer nodded and recorded, "So have you encountered any trouble recently? For example, have you accidentally offended someone, or provoked someone? Is there a similar situation?"
Professor Yan Da said in his heart that it was too much.
But he still smiled and shook his head, "Do I look easy to offend people?"
The policeman hurriedly said, "Oh, that's not what I meant."
"Uh... Which room did you stay in last night?"
Joe pointed a few times, "This, this and this, live in these three rooms."
"Four people, three rooms?" the police officer asked, "how are they allocated?"
Qiao: "We are drinking. The intern is over there, and Ke Jin is here. But why do you have to ask this? It has nothing to do with the case, right?"
After saying this, Yan Suizhi glanced at Young Master Qiao unexpectedly.
The reason why he said that was because, in all likelihood, the close relationship between the barrister and the intern had some influence on Gu Yan.
This young master is usually careless, and all his care is probably spent on Ke Jin and Gu Yan.
The policeman was asked a question by Qiao, but he didn't ask any more, and changed the subject: "According to the police record, you found the light in 406 last night, right?"
"Yes." Joe pointed to his bedroom. "It's right in front of the window. I saw it when I passed by. You've seen the structure just now, and it's easy to see the opposite side."
"Then you went to the monitoring center in the morning, didn't you?"
"Yeah, trying to figure out what's going on," said Joe, "so I can't sleep again at night."
"Is it also you who found a problem with the monitoring?"
"Um."
The officers then asked about some time points, as well as the movements of other people they knew from last night to the present.
He looked very serious, asked every question he could think of, and took notes carefully. It took about two hours before and after, until the housekeeper brought lunch, and he got up and said, "Okay, thank you for your cooperation."
Before leaving, the police officer asked them again: "Is there really no trouble? Or if you have any guesses, you can tell me. After all, if you didn't temporarily change your residence last night, today may be another day. A result. I think, maybe there is some connection with you."
"I'm also very confused." Yan Suizhi said, "But... Maybe the other party just wants to find an empty room to stay?"
The police officer seemed a little unwilling, but finally nodded, "If there is a need these days, you may have to cooperate."
"of course can."
"Besides, my colleagues are still taking notes on other guests. Don't leave the room for the time being in the afternoon."
With the experience of the last time on Yaba Island, Joe nodded very cooperatively, "Okay."
The policeman left after explaining.
Lunch is served in the room.
Because it was inconvenient to go out, the hotel's many entertainment facilities were temporarily unavailable, and the main event of the originally scheduled reception could not be carried out as scheduled.
Qiao arranged Ke Jin in the most comfortable place in the sun in the living room, and got on the treadmill out of boredom, intending to continue the exercise that was interrupted in the morning.
Gu Yan and Yan Suizhi were sitting on the sofa reading the file.
Qiao adjusted the treadmill to high speed, and while running, his mouth couldn't keep his mouth shut, "The little police officer who took the transcript, the problem is really, there are many unusual."
Because of his running, the rhythm of his speech was synchronised with his breathing, breaking into sections.
"It's obviously a cliché." Yan Suizhi said.
"No wonder you two talked so little when you were taking notes." Qiao replied subconsciously.
After returning, he felt that something was wrong.
"Typically? What's the cliché?" Joe was a little puzzled.
To be more precise, most people don't think it's a "cliché" just because the other party asks a few more questions, right? Unless there's really something to be said for it.
Joe suddenly realized that there were indeed many doubts in this matter.
For example, why is the intern's room a target? Unless there's something special about this intern...
For example, why do the police officers ask a few more questions, and the interns are very vigilant? What is there to be wary of? Unless there is a secret...
What's special? Secret love
Joe thought about it carefully...
Hiss—in normal times, a single incident is fine, but when he thinks about it together, he realizes that this intern is more than a little special. It seems that since he appeared, there has been nothing but special...
He doesn't have everything that an intern should have, and he has everything that an intern doesn't have.
Sometimes Gu Yan hasn't spoken yet, so he starts talking, how can he look like a student
And the countless cases that Gu Yan broke on him...
He once thought that Gu Yan would only make exceptions because of Dean Yan, who knows—
Young Master Qiao was stunned for a moment when he thought of this.
Gu Yan spent ten years with the dean, is it really that easy to divert attention
Even since the intern appeared, Gu Yan's attitude towards the bombing has changed, as if...
Um? ? ? ? ? ? ?
etc!
Joe was stunned.
An astonishing conjecture suddenly popped up in his mind!
It's ridiculous, but if the conjecture is true! Seems like everything makes sense...
At that moment, Daigo was enlightened.
It was the first time Joe had experienced this, as if someone had thrown him a cold beer.
With an ice cube on his head, he looked at the two people on the sofa chatting about the case, and tentatively said: "... Director Yan?"
Then, he saw the intern and said, "Speak."
Joe: "..."
After answering that word, the intern suddenly reacted, raised his head with a soft "ah", and said "sorry..."
But sorry it doesn't work
Master Joe is already stupid.
Everyone froze.
Tragedy always happens without warning.
Others are frozen, but the treadmill is still rolling.
So his center of gravity slanted, and with a thud, he was knocked to his knees by the treadmill.
He still had the "Fuck me?" expression on his face.