The Novelist Forced to Become Famous

Chapter 75: Interrogation

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The next day, Wang's roommate was called to an office in the student union.

Ji Feng said: "We have already investigated Yu Qiu's case. He committed suicide because he interfered with other people's marriages and could not bear the pressure from the outside world."

Wang's roommate said "Ah", seemingly unconvinced: "Isn't it a rumor?"

"There is no smoke without fire." Ji Feng said calmly, "You didn't notice it at all?"

Wang's roommate looked confused: "I don't know. Who would doubt their roommate for no reason? I always thought you were just dating an ordinary boyfriend."

Ji Feng said: "This is strange. You were so upset for Yu Qiuming yesterday. I thought you two were very close friends, but you don't know this."

This is what it means to be cunning and sly. Wang's friends didn't spare any of them and fell into the trap.

He was silent for a moment, then defended himself, "Jin Meixian has said unpleasant things to me more than once or twice, so of course I thought I was just talking nonsense and felt that Yu Qiu was wronged."

"Do you hate Jin Meixian?" Ji Feng asked.

The royal roommate was now on guard and answered cautiously: "Many people hate it."

Ji Feng: "I'm asking you - do you hate me?"

Wang's roommate: "I didn't kill him."

"This is the surveillance video in your teaching building." Ji Feng turned his notebook and played the surveillance video outside the interview classroom for me to watch. "You hate me so much, you should not want to talk to me at all, so why are you chatting here for so long?"

Wang's roommate: "We are not chatting."

"quarrel?"

“No.”

"What's going on? Are you talking nonsense?" Ji Feng's tone lowered. "Wang Ruoke, you should think carefully. You still have a bright future ahead of you. Don't be confused."

Wang Ruoke bit her lip fiercely, and after a while, she said coldly: "If you don't do anything wrong, you don't have to worry about ghosts knocking on your door. You just can't stand Jin Meixian, but you didn't kill her. You killed her, but where is the evidence?"

Ji Feng certainly wouldn't give a direct answer, and stuck to the point: "You and Jin Meixian are both taking the postgraduate entrance exam."

"Yes, but we didn't apply to the same teacher. The teacher we chose values knowledge the most, not empty talk. You can check your grades." Wang Ruoke had calmed down and explained clearly, "You have won a scholarship, and your grades have always been in the top five in the class. It's not that easy for Jin Meixian to get rid of your quota, so there's no need to kill her."

Ji Feng could see that Wang Ruoke spoke with confidence and without any hesitation.

I really don't think that direct research is my motivation.

By grasping this point, it will be impossible to pry open the mouths of the royal roommates.

Ji Feng had no choice but to find another breakthrough.

The doctor's autopsy report was issued at this time.

He flipped through it and found it very interesting. He ran to call Jian Jing over to read it with him: "Take a look."

Jian Jing had a medical card as a foundation, so she had no pressure in reading the report and immediately grasped the key points: "There are tranquilizers in Jin Meixian's body? Who gave her drugs?"

Ji Feng asked: "Who do you think it is?"

After pondering for a while, a face appeared in his mind: "Zhang."

"Why?"

"Tranquilizers generally can't kill people." Jian Jing analyzed, "It has happened many times. Jin Meixian has a bad temper."

Ji Feng was noncommittal: "Just ask and you'll know."

After Wang’s roommate, it was Zhang’s best friend’s turn to be interrogated alone.

He tried his best to remain calm: "Officer, what's the matter?"

Ji Feng pulled out the page about tranquilizers from the autopsy report and placed it in front of him: "Take a look."

Zhang's girlfriend stared at the paper, but the words on it didn't pop into her mind. She took a few deep breaths secretly, and finally calmed down and read every word clearly.

"What, what does this mean?" He pretended to be confused.

Ji Feng explained: "What I mean is that a few hours before Jin Meixian died, someone gave her something containing sedatives. Did you know about this?"

Zhang’s girlfriend: “How do you know?”

"This is a prescription drug, and you can usually only get it from a doctor." Ji Feng knocked on the table. "You need your ID card to register at the hospital. You can find out by checking it."

As he looked up, he observed the expression on Zhang's girlfriend's face.

She lowered her head intentionally to avoid his gaze, her fair face tense and expressionless.

"If you want to get a prescription without an ID, you can only go to a small clinic." Ji Feng said slowly, "It's your first visit, so they won't dare to prescribe for you. It must be a place you go often. If you go there often, you won't go far. Let me see how many clinics there are near your school."

As he looked around, he opened the map and searched. Soon, several red marks popped up on the interface.

"You'ai, Anping, Jianxin..." Ji Feng called out one by one, and when he finally called out the third one, he saw that the girl's skin twitched uncontrollably.

He was tired and started to lie again: "Although tranquilizers are prescription drugs, they won't kill you. The consequences are not as serious as you think. After all, it's not poisoning."

Zhang's best friend pursed her lips and slowly raised her head. After a while, she said, "I didn't mean to kill you."

It’s good enough as long as you are willing to speak up. Once you’ve spoken up, it will be easier to ask questions later.

Ji Feng held the autopsy report and asked, "Did you write this?"

"I put the drug in according to the dosage. I never thought that I would fall into the water because of this." Zhang's best friend did not know the real cause of Jin Meixian's death and just thought that she fell into the water accidentally.

Ji Feng did not explain: "Why do you do this?"

Zhang's best friend said bitterly: "Meixian has a bad temper. She would restrain herself when she sees others, but when she gets angry, she will smash things and hit people. It's hard for me to fight back, and I don't want to suffer, so I have to resort to some tricks."

She grabbed her hair and propped up her head, regretting it so much that she almost cried: "You are so mean, vain, and always clinging to me, but in my heart I can't calm down and I'm jealous of you. Why do you have a good life? The things you want are like garbage in your eyes? But even if I curse you a thousand times in my heart, I don't want you to die."

"I just wanted you to say less." Zhang's best friend murmured, "I had a quarrel with my boyfriend, why did you yell at me? Yes, I knew someone stole my things, so I had to suffer this, but I, I... I didn't mean to kill you, I just gave you the dose."

As she spoke, her eyes turned red and she choked up, "Although I am also annoyed, I really didn't know it would hurt you to fall into the water. I thought those side effects would not befall you - you were fine the first few times."

Zhang’s best friend knew that sedatives had some side effects, such as drowsiness and dizziness, but cold medicines also had side effects, and no one stopped taking them.

I never thought that this would happen to Jin Meixian when I was walking on the bridge.

Ji Feng listened to this and sat upside down for a while before he said, "You just gave me this?"

Zhang's best friend was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "This is the only one, it's really gone."

"When was it done?" he asked.

Zhang's best friend said: "After the interview, he was in a bad mood and asked me to buy milk tea. He knew that he was in a bad mood because Cheng Jiayou didn't accompany him, and he was afraid that he would take it out on me, so he threw a pill in the milk tea."

"About half past two?"

"‌."

The timing matched, and the doctor found pearl milk tea residue in Jin Meixian's stomach.

Ji Feng thought for a moment and crossed his fingers: "I want you to think carefully, did Jin Meixian mention anything about Wang Ruoke to you?"

Zhang's girlfriend didn't know why he had such doubts, but instinctively felt that it was not a bad thing. After thinking about it seriously, she said, "It seems that Wang Ruoke is pretending to be noble and hypocritical, but I didn't hear that we are enemies."

"You two are in the same dormitory, haven't you ever had any conflicts?"

"Meixian doesn't stay at the school for more than a week, so we might not run into each other. There are definitely conflicts. Meixian once said that Wang Ruoke soiled her coat, and the two quarreled several times. But clothes worth tens of thousands of yuan are not a big deal to Meixian, and she might forget about it in a moment."

Ji Feng nodded, feeling more and more confused.

While Ji Feng was interrogating Zhang and Wang, the others were waiting in the office.

Jian Jing took the opportunity to take a good look at their office.

The student union sounds impressive, but in fact, the office is just an ordinary place, no different from the teachers' offices. This department is so small, but there is only one desk.

However, although the place is small, it has everything it needs, and it is a small office. Standing by the window and looking out, you can see the school's big lake, which is neither far nor near.

Zhao Xuan was unable to go to the internship today, but she still turned on her computer and immersed herself in her work.

I am about to leave school, and I no longer need to study hard only when I have classes. It is not a big deal for an intern to get a formal salary. The right thing to do is to become a regular employee.

Jian Jing watched him silently for a long time. Seeing that he was concentrating on his work, she dispelled most of her doubts.

He's just a college student. It's scary that he killed someone and acted as if nothing happened.

In comparison, the three boys looked a little boring.

Cheng Jiayou was silent, Liu Kai was anxious, and Fang Hui grew up.

Jian Jing pondered for a while, poured a glass of water for Cheng Jiayou, and asked him: "You are Jin Meixian's boyfriend, what do you want?"

Cheng Jiayou rubbed his face and said, "I can't figure out who wanted to kill you."

"You don't have a good relationship with others." Jian Jing pointed out the objective fact.

Cheng Jiayou still had a conscience and refused to add insult to injury. He argued, "Your family is well-off. You have two older cousins, and you are the only girl."

"You should think about who you might offend, not how innocent you are." Jian Jing said bluntly, "Proof that you are pure as paper, can you find the murderer?"

Cheng Jiayou was so angry that he was speechless.

Jian Jing softened her tone and began to ask, "Jin Meixian was able to talk about Yu Qiu, but has she ever talked about anything else?"

I tossed and turned last night and couldn't fall asleep, thinking about this. Coincidentally, Yu Qiu is not the only one involved in the vendetta. With Jin Meixian's personality, she may have offended others without knowing it.

"Think carefully about whether Jin Meixian has ever been with you, whether anyone has had a grudge against you, or whether you have received any strange news." Jian Jing asked.

This time, Cheng Jiayou quickly responded: "There are always people scolding me on Weibo, I haven't paid attention to it."

Jian Jing immediately searched Jin Meixian’s Weibo.

Her account is called "美美达仙女本仙" and she has more than 200,000 followers. All of her Weibo posts are about the daily life of the rich generation.

Luxury goods are thrown everywhere, he changes his luxury car every now and then, and he often has Michelin dinners.

This kind of blogger who shows off his wealth is very popular among people who like him, but is also criticized harshly.

Jian Jing casually flipped through the posts and saw seven or eight comments cursing Jin Meixian. She was also very ruthless and responded to each of them one by one.

"You're just jealous."

"Only poor people think it's a waste, this is how they usually use it"

"You have money, but you are not allowed to spend it?"

Just, very, well, what.

The keyboard warriors were not to be outdone and threw all kinds of nasty words at me, which are totally worthless for reference.

It’s better to check the school account.

Jian Jing logged into the campus app which she had not used for a long time and browsed through the accounts of all the suspects.

This time, I found some interesting clues.