"Ah?" Jiang Hu looked at him innocently, "I think that person should be familiar with Huachuang, maybe..."
"You know he's not the murderer?!" Shen Yexi was furious, extremely angry, crap, in front of me you... I'm still panting! Shen Yexi took a deep breath, "I think that guy is quite like the narcissist you mentioned. He puts on airs, thinks he is a lover, and is complacent in every gesture. He fears that others will not notice him. , grandstanding, what is it if it’s not narcissism?”
Jiang Hu blinked: "Oh... Ye Xi, you're confusing the concepts. The kind you're talking about is generally called 'historical personality disorder' or 'attention-seeking personality disorder'. Sometimes it looks similar, but People with narcissistic personality disorder are usually introverted and indifferent, and they will not strike up a conversation with people on the street."
... Who is discussing academic issues with you, and besides, you know that he is casually striking up a conversation on the street... Shen Yexi looked at him sullenly.
Jiang Hu took his cell phone back calmly, dialed the number and said, "If the murderer was like this Cao Jing, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths to get something like a secret blog, and actually, I think, As far as Cao Jing's level is concerned, it can't be said that it has reached the point of personality disorder."
Shen Yexi didn't look through the materials, and after letting the old household registration police and Xiao Li from the household registration office to work there, the old man stood by and listened to Jiang Hu calling the flirtatious man.
The call was connected quickly, and Jiang Hu said: "Hi, hello, is it..."
The voice was still in his mouth, and he asked excitedly: "Hey! I know who you are, are you the handsome guy at the door of Huachuang that day?"
"Uh, I'm..."
Before Jiang Hu could finish the three words, there was a crackling sound over there: "Ah, I'm so happy, you left in such a hurry that day, I didn't even have time to ask for your contact information, and no one knew you even after asking around. , I can only wait foolishly for you to contact me, to be honest... "
The sound of Jiang Hu's cell phone is still quite loud, at least Shen Yexi heard every word by the side, his face became darker and darker, Jiang Hu glanced at him helplessly, this Mr. Cao didn't want to stop yet mean.
Well, there's nothing wrong with a personality disorder, but this one might be a little too lively.
Cao Jing didn't notice at all that Jiang Hu hadn't said a few words since the call was connected, and he was still giving a speech: "To be honest, you should avoid going to places like flower windows in the future. Really, that place is not good. It is suitable for people like you, you are too clean, there... "
"Mr. Cao," Jiang Hu interrupted him with a light cough, "I'm sorry, I'm a policeman, and I went to Huachuang to investigate the case."
Cao Jing finally fell silent, and said "ah", and then he was silent for a long time before he realized: "What do you say you are?"
"I'm a policeman." Jiang Hu repeated it patiently, who knew that he just finished speaking, and immediately hung up the phone.
Jiang Hu was stunned holding the mobile phone that was emitting a busy tone, but Shen Yexi laughed with a "puchi". This man with a mustache is really happy.
Jiang Hu dialed again, this time it rang seven or eight times before Cao Jing picked up.
"Mr. Cao..."
"Police officer, I, I, I, I... I haven't done anything illegal recently, you, you, you, you have found the wrong person, right?" That person probably didn't know why he regretted it, it was not good to hook up with someone, Hooked up with a note, and even gave the business card and contact information to others, isn't this bad luck.
"Do you often go to the Flower Window Bar?"
"Officer, Huachuang is a legally operated bar... Really, I swear to God."
Jiang Hu suddenly felt a little bad, and asked in a drawn out voice, "Really, didn't you just tell me not to go to that kind of place?"
"I, I, I don't know Taishan with my eyes. I... I have no other problems with this person. I just have a bad mouth and love to talk nonsense. You have a lot of adults, so don't be as knowledgeable as me. Police officer, you really found the wrong person Come on, I, I really haven't done anything bad!"
Shen Yexi decided to go back and find someone to find out who this Cao Jing is from, to see if this is a guilty conscience.
"It has nothing to do with you. There was a murder case recently. We suspect that the murderer is among Huachuang's regular customers and staff. Listen to my description and tell me if there is such a person." Jiang Hu restrained his smile and spoke quickly Slowing down, with a hint of imperceptible oppression.
"You say, you say, as long as I have seen it, I must have an impression."
"This person is very special and different from everyone else. Of course, it doesn't mean that he has an outstanding temperament or a special appearance. On the contrary, he is special and unobtrusive. Sometimes you won't notice it until he appears behind you. He doesn't Talkative, medium build, thin, about 30 years old, maybe younger, like to wear dark clothes, hair will cover a little eyes, rarely take the initiative to talk to people, like being out of place with the surroundings, you basically can't hear By the time he says 'thank you' and 'sorry,' and laughs, it's so stiff it feels weird."
Halfway through Jiang Hu's speech, Shen Yexi had already sat upright, frowning.
"If he is a staff member, you will find that he doesn't get along well with other staff members. His desire for control, neuroticism, and loneliness make him almost have no friends. Even in a place like the Flower Window Bar, Even if you find him staring at someone, he won't take the initiative to strike up a conversation." Jiang Hu paused, as if deciding whether to say, "He can't communicate with people normally, or maintain a stable relationship , even if developed...he is a sadist."
The other end of the phone seemed startled by his words, and after a while, he asked, "Officer, what did the person you mentioned do?"
"That's our business." Jiang Hu dragged his voice and said softly, "You just said, have you seen this person?"
"Hearing what you said, I think of someone," Cao Jing hesitated for a moment. He could hear from Jiang Hu's tone that the matter was serious. I couldn't help shivering, and lowered my voice, "There is a bartender in Huachuang, named Meng Qingzi, who likes to keep his hair long and gloomy. I'm not saying it must be him, but I just think A bit like… "
Jiang Hu was taken aback, put down the phone abruptly, turned around and asked Shen Yexi: "Where is the bar in the bar?"
Shen Yexi slapped his forehead violently, let out a long breath, and shook his head vigorously: "Damn it—the bar is next to the jukebox, two steps up, and you can just see the situation of this bar from a height. picture… "
"A king looks down on his domain."
"I talked to him so much face to face, but I didn't realize it." Shen Yexi was bitter, and he stood up abruptly, "Help me find out how many surnames there have been in Dongqing Town in the past thirty years. Meng's family."
"Meng...Meng Qingzi?" Xiao Li and the old household registration policeman had obviously heard the conversation between Jiang Hu and Shen Yexi, and the two of them hadn't recovered yet.
"No, the surname is Meng. This pervert must have changed his name when he went out." Shen Yexi had already started to search, "Jiang Hu, you should inform Shengyao and the others."
But at this time, a special guest who went to the police station just left.
Because Jiang Hu said that the murderer's condition might deteriorate soon, the four people who stayed behind did not dare to delay, and Su Junzi took people to stare at the flower window early in the morning. After rummaging through them all, and visiting them one by one, Sheng Yao stayed at the headquarters with his notebook in his hand, studying the recently updated log and analyzing historical records, hoping to find the murderer's nearest target.
Mo hurriedly approved permission for him and called the Internet police to cooperate. Sheng Yao ignored his sore waist and sat in front of the computer without moving. He had a particularly bad feeling, as if he was being urged by something, and he always felt that if he was too slow, there might be serious consequences.
At this time, someone knocked on the door suddenly, and a police officer on duty poked his head out: "Officer Sheng, you are alone, someone is looking for you."
As soon as Sheng Yao raised his head, he saw a melancholy young man looking up at the sky at forty-five degrees standing behind him. He looked familiar. If he took a closer look, he was the buddy who cooperated with the investigation and came to help draw the sketch of the suspect that day. .
He froze for a moment, not expecting what would happen to this person at this time. But after all, he couldn't neglect him, so Sheng Yao stood up, closed his laptop, and brought the young man in.
"You are Meng...Meng..." Sheng Yao still had a mess of codes in his mind, and the name of this person came to his lips, but he didn't remember it.
"Meng Qingzi." The young man's face darkened for a moment, and then he immediately realized something, and forced a smile at Sheng Yao, "We met last time, Officer Sheng."
This sentence is actually very common, but Sheng Yao didn't know if it was his own illusion or what, he felt that there was something ironic in this man's tone: "Well, Mr. Meng, please sit down, may I ask why you are here today..."
Meng Qingzi sat down, the hair on his forehead naturally drooped down, his back was slightly arched, his eyes were fixed on the ground, most of his face was facing Sheng Yao, looking very decadent, he didn't speak for a long time, fortunately, the person who received him was Sheng Yao is not Yang Man, Sheng Yao still has some patience.
After a long time, Meng Qingzi said in a low voice: "I... want to ask how Ajiao's case is going?"
Sheng Yao said in a somewhat formulaic tone: "I'm sorry, I can't disclose this for the time being, and we have regulations." Then he softened his tone and asked softly, "What is your relationship with the victim?"
Meng Qingzi raised his head and glanced at Sheng Yao, his gaze was a little erratic, and he moved away immediately after touching him, then lowered his head again: "He is a regular customer of Huachuang, and many people like him, I just came to ask for everyone."
Sheng Yao looked at this "people's representative" and smiled calmly: "We have now caught a new clue, please believe that we will solve the case as soon as possible, and give you... your friend justice."
Meng Qingzi looked up at Sheng Yao again at this time, as if confirming the authenticity of what he said.
Sheng Yao just looked at him with a smile. Meng Qingzi hesitated for a moment, nodded silently, and said dully: "Oh, then... then I'll go first."
After he finished speaking, he stood up and left without saying hello to Sheng Yao. His movements seemed to be much faster than when he came here. The smile on Sheng Yao's face gradually faded. He reopened the notebook and quickly entered a string of characters, and then The frown became tighter and tighter, and then he made an intercom call: "The man who just left my office, please find some brothers to keep an eye on him."