"Secret room." Jian Jing yawned, feeling sleepy. "Do you think this secret room is a mechanical device?"
Ji Feng replied: "No." He had been in the industry for so many years and had only encountered a handful of murder cases involving machines. The methods used were quite simple, but even so, there had been only one unsuccessful attempt.
It can be seen that the trick of using mechanical devices to kill people is cool enough in novels, but its success rate in reality is very low.
Jian Jing said: "I think so too, so at the beginning, I thought that the demise of this secret room might be caused by an accident."
"No, the frame-up of Tan Hao must have been prepared long ago." Ji Feng remembered something and said hurriedly, "I checked his medical records. Three years ago, he was hospitalized for anaphylactic shock. Because he was treated in time, he didn't have any sequelae and never had a relapse."
Jian Jing asked: "What is the allergen?"
"I don't know, it should be something rare." He said, "I arranged for him to get tested, maybe we can know why he was in a coma at that time."
"Have you ever mentioned this to anyone?"
Ji Feng said: "What a coincidence. The deceased had arranged a physical examination for them. They are a high-risk group. He said he mentioned this to other people at the time, but no one took it seriously."
"So anyone could know that he's allergic to something." She yawned again. "What about the scene?"
"Wait until the allergy test comes out, then ask them to verify." The technical investigation department was also working overtime. The evidence for this case had been collected long ago. If they were asked to re-check without solid evidence, they would be beaten by their colleagues.
Jian Jing nodded hastily, half closing her eyelids: "Even if that's the case, I still stick to what I said just now. The secret room is not originally like this..."
Ji Feng: "Keeping it a secret?"
"No—" She dragged out the tone, "sleepy."
"You take a nap, I'll call you when we get there." Ji Feng shook his head and thought to himself, Teacher Jian's endurance is not good enough. Fortunately, he is a police officer, otherwise how could he hold on for several nights in a row.
Jian Jing responded, leaned her head on the soft pillow, and fell asleep in a short while.
Outside the car window, the night is deep.
In the monsoon season, turn down the air conditioner and slow down your car.
The street lights in the distance emit soft warm light, illuminating the road ahead.
About two minutes later, she arrived.
Ji Feng parked his car in the underground garage and drove to the parking space closest to the elevator. Then he called her, "Teacher Jian, we're here."
Jian Jing woke up dazedly, yawned, sleepy, and with tears in the corners of her eyes: "We're here, so soon."
"Go back to bed, I'll come back tomorrow afternoon," he said.
She nodded and unbuckled her seat belt.
Not torn apart.
"I'll do it." Ji Feng leaned over and lifted the buckle, "It doesn't work well."
Jian Jing asked: "Is your injury better?"
"It's all scabbed over. It will be fine in a few days." He unbuckled his seat belt and smiled at her, "Don't worry."
"Who's worried?" She complained, "I'm thick-skinned and know you won't die, so I'm leaving."
She opened the car door and left gracefully.
Ji Feng looked at her back until she disappeared, then he turned the car around and left.
I'm too tired tonight, let's go home and have a sleep.
The next day. Seven four minutes past seven.
Ji Feng was awakened by the ringing of the phone, and when he picked it up, it was Lao Gao who called, saying that the prisoner arrested yesterday had confessed, and that they were going to arrest another accomplice this morning.
He had no choice but to get up with difficulty, wash himself hastily, put on his clothes, and rush to the police station to report.
At 8:30, the criminal was arrested. After more than an hour of surveillance, he was formally arrested at 8:00.
The interrogation begins.
At 1:00 p.m., I hand over my shift to my colleagues and have lunch.
I was so sleepy after dinner that I lay on the table and took a nap. After sleeping for about five minutes, I immediately felt better and started working as soon as I opened my eyes.
What came into view was a pair of legs.
Sparkling sandals, peach-colored manicure done at the beauty salon, and a hazy mist blue dress with the fabric slightly wrinkled, like a stretched cloud.
Ji Feng looked him up and down and said, "Can we solve the case?"
"Who said that?" Jian Jing was surprised.
"You're not willing to run around dressed like this." He picked up his phone and looked at the unread messages on it. "The hospital's test report is here."
Jian Jing was shocked: "What is it?"
"Mold." He said, "Would you like to come with me to the technical department to take a look?"
If someone shows his kindness for no reason, he is either a traitor or a thief. Jian Jing was suspicious: "Why did you take me with you?"
"Of course it's for your sake." Ji Feng said, "We only have two days, half of which has already passed. We must hurry up."
Jian Jing snorted softly: "Do I have any face?"
"Of course, he's a famous designer." Ji Feng pulled the reluctant designer up and said, "Would you like to visit the department next door?"
Jian Jing reluctantly said, "Okay."
Ji Feng was not lying. As soon as he arrived at the Criminal Technology Department, he was immediately looked down upon by his colleagues.
"You come again?"
"have not do yet."
"roll roll roll."
God is angry and people are resentful.
But when he saw Jian Jing who was beside him, he suddenly became much more friendly.
"This is Teacher Jian, right?"
"I've heard your name before."
"Welcome, welcome. My child is your fan. Can I get your autograph?"
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ji Feng took down the physical evidence of the June 15 case from the shelf, flipped through it, and found no obvious signs of mold.
He thought about it and said, "Teacher Jian, please sit for a while. I'll go get something."
Jian Jing despised Ji: "Selling out friends for fame."
"I'm begging for a clue."
He came and went in a hurry, and soon his changed clothes were found in the place where Tan Hao was detained. At that time, he was arrested in a bathrobe, and his clothes were still in the police station.
"Please help check this, it's urgent." Ji Feng lobbying everywhere.
Colleagues looked indifferent: "Which job is not urgent?"
"Please be kind to me for bringing the work with me." He tried his best to persuade her before finally getting her to give in.
A lady pushed her glasses and said meaningfully, "Remember to invite me to your wedding."
Jian Jing: “???”
Ji Feng remained calm and said, "I will definitely invite you to Yunyun's graduation banquet."
"roll."
Monsoon flees the scene.
Jian Jing was too lazy to argue with him, so she got in the car and gave an order: "Go to the crime scene."
"Smooth it out first?"
"Then I'll tell you my thoughts from beginning to end." Jian Jing sorted out her thoughts, "First of all, you ruled out places like the ceiling, the window, and the ventilation duct. I think that using a mechanism to kill people or create a secret room is no longer realistic."
"Next, I will consider the simplest scenario, that the deceased locked the door for some reason and accidentally created a secret room. But this does not fit the scheme of framing Tan Hao. The other party must have planned it in advance to cause him to be unconscious and wake up.
"Moreover, there were only two people found this time, and the fatal wound to the deceased was on the back of the head. This ruled out the possibility that the deceased was still alive when they entered the room, and the other person killed him when one of them called the police and left. Moreover, Tan Hao had been in the room at that time, waiting for the three of them to testify against each other.
"In this case, the last possibility left, although the probability is very small and incredible, may be the real answer."
Jian Jing looked at him and raised her eyebrows: "Let me ask you, what is the most unsophisticated answer?"
"The murderer is in the room?" Ji Feng had guessed her intention before and immediately raised the doubts. "But since he planned to frame Tan Hao, he didn't pay attention to the most crucial point and chose such an outrageous method - wait."
Jian Jing's tone rose slightly, and she said happily: "Yes, this was not the original plan. The person in charge went to call the deceased because of the arrival of a customer. It was originally an accidental event."
"The murderer's original plan may have been two: First, she took on the role of the person in charge, pretending to be the first person to knock on the door but getting no response. In this way, whether the door can be opened is entirely up to her, and the fake secret room can become a real secret room. Second, calculate the time when Tan Hao wakes up and let him open the door from the inside. He is the most likely suspect. Even if he says that the door was not locked when he opened it, the chance of being believed is very low."
Monsoon: "But the arrival of the person in charge ruined her plan."
"Yes, at 11 o'clock, she was still at the crime scene, and the person in charge suddenly knocked on the door. In a hurry, she locked the door and played the recording to create the illusion that the deceased was still alive. However, although the person in charge left, she knew that he would be back soon, and she could not leave.
"At this time, she could only take the risk of staying and creating a chance for herself to escape. Do you remember that I sat on the sofa for a while that day, and then I found that the sofa was in the wrong position and had been moved.
"The murderer deliberately moved the sofa so that when people coming in from outside saw the deceased, their first reaction would definitely be to go over and check on him. The sofa was lying there with a coffee table on the other side, so he could only face away from the door."
Having analyzed this far, we have arrived at the scene.
The crime scene remained the same. The person in charge tried to find out what was going on but was stopped by Ji Feng.
The two stood at the door of the luxury suite, trying to recreate the scene at that time.
Ji Feng stood beside the body and turned to look back. Because of the screen at the entrance, he couldn't see clearly what was happening at the door. But he said, "There were only two people coming in."
"Captain of Security, there's a problem." Jian Jing walked back and forth, the stiletto heels of her sandals making crisp footsteps on the smooth marble. "In order to avoid being seen by the people who found the dead, she can only hide behind the curtains over here."
The curtains of the suite were made of expensive velvet, covering the entire right wall of the living room. The material was thick and heavy, and it was difficult to see them at first glance unless you hid behind them.
She said: "Tan Hao just woke up from shock and was not in his right mind. It's normal that he didn't notice. But there is a very high chance that the security captain saw her coming out from behind the curtain."
"He must have lied. If he hadn't covered it up, she would have been the third person to find the body." Ji Feng confirmed her guess.
The length from the curtain to the door was nearly 1 meter, so escaping was too risky, and pretending to hear something was undoubtedly a better cover. But the murderer did not become the third person, but was not notified until after the incident, which meant that when she evacuated, the security guard did not hear anything at all.
The feasibility is too low.
"Now you have to choose one of the two." Jian Jing said this, and she had already made up her mind.
The secretary and Manager Min both said that they only learned about the death after being notified by the person in charge, which was after 11:12. The finance department came back at 11:15, the last one in the timeline.
In addition, according to the murderer's original plan, she needed to pay attention to the situation in the house at all times in order to respond, and the financial actions did not fit in.
The secretary and manager Min, who had been waiting in the lounge and office, met the requirements.
Considering Manager Min's attempt to shift the blame to someone else, the latter is more likely to be the suspect.
The question is, "Where is the evidence?" Ji Feng asked, "Where is the motive?"
Jian Jing paused for a moment and said, "The security guard's confession is the key. We have to trick him into telling the truth."