Original sin

Tao Min looked at the two policemen in front of her. She picked up her thermos cup on the table, unscrewed it, and took a sip: "Scarf? That's right, Li Wenjing gave me a silk scarf before, and I like that scarf too." I like it, but I still gave it back to her. Because I can’t take her things, I know why she gave me the silk scarf, but I can’t do that.”

Huang Meng squinted his eyes: "Why? In fact, she just wants to let Liu Bai accept her as a student through you. Her basic vocal skills are not bad. I don't think such a student will humiliate Liu Bai. reputation?"

Tao Min smiled wryly: "You are right. Not only does she have basic skills, you can even say that her basic skills are very solid, but she also has a talent for singing. It's not just me, even Lao Liu thinks so. It's just What Lao Liu valued more was character. He felt that Li Wenjing, like Xie Changqing, was eager for quick success and would do anything to be famous. She was under Xie Changqing's school before, and her relationship with Xie Changqing was a bit complicated. This is Lao Liu. I can't accept her reason. I will help her talk when I take her things, but Lao Liu has said that, so naturally I have nothing to say, right? "

Tao Min's words were quite satisfactory, and Fu Hong and Huang Meng couldn't say anything.

"Where's Mr. Liu?" Huang Meng asked casually.

Tao Min replied: "There is something wrong with the studio, and the time has been delayed too much. Anyway, the studio is still there, and there are still so many people waiting for him to arrange work."

Fu Hong said, "How is your relationship with Li Wenjing?"

"It's okay. We thought before that when she was Xie Changqing's student, Xie Changqing had communicated with me to see if it was possible to record a song for her, send a compilation album or something. At first she came up with a personal For the album, she doesn’t think it’s very meaningful to release a compilation album with other singers. This girl is young, but her heart is not small.”

Fu Hong said: "This girl is really capable. She can befriend you and Liang Lan at the same time."

Tao Min looked at Fu Hong, wondering if Fu Hong meant anything.But Fu Hong had a calm expression on his face, as if this sentence was said unintentionally.

Tao Min said: "It's normal. To hang out in this circle, you have to have a certain amount of contacts, and Lincheng's circle is not big. To put it bluntly, which of the famous musicians and musicians in Lincheng It's not Mr. Wang's students, most of them are brothers and sisters. The one who went the best is Xie Changqing. When he was still alive, there was no time when he didn't regard himself as the benchmark of Lincheng's music industry, and he was more popular than his teacher. There are many people who are attached to him like Li Wenjing, and Li Wenjing is doing well."

Fu Hong and Huang Meng really don't know much about the literary and art circles, but they also have such an inherent view in their minds, that is, this circle is really chaotic.Many people will do anything to get ahead.Sell ​​your body and even your soul.

"I heard that you like collecting silk scarves very much?"

"Yeah, it's a little hobby of mine, like some people like to collect coins, some people like to collect stamps, sparks and so on. As for me, I just like all kinds of silk scarves. I think silk scarves can make people feel better. A woman is more agile." She smiled.

Fu Hong looked at Huang Meng: "In this case, let's go."

Huang Meng responded and stood up, but he seemed to have thought of something: "When did you return the silk scarf to Li Wenjing?"

"No. 13 in the afternoon, that is, the afternoon of Liang Lan's accident."

"Why do you remember it so clearly?"

"I didn't remember it so clearly at first, but after Liang Lan's accident, you came to Lao Liu as soon as possible, and I was deeply impressed. It's just that I didn't expect that this case was related to that silk scarf."

Huang Meng didn't ask any more questions this time, and left Liu Bai's house with Fu Hong.

"How about it, the answers are fluent at all. I don't believe that they didn't make a confession beforehand and beat them to death." Huang Meng said very angrily.

Fu Hong smiled slightly: "What's wrong with this, it also shows a problem, that is, their relationship with Li Wenjing is really not simple."

Huang Meng nodded: "Captain Fu, I want to visit Song Yinghong's old house again."

"Oh?" Fu Hong didn't understand why Song Yinghong's old house was involved again.

Huang Meng said: "We have been looking for the person Li Wenjing said coughed twice outside and scared the murderer away, but the surrounding residents have asked all over the place, and there is no such person at all. His old house The location is very remote, and almost no one passes by that place on weekdays. How could someone pass by at that time, and accidentally help scare away the murderer? My intuition tells me that Li Wenjing must be lying, and I want to find her Evidence of lying."

"Well, if you say so, then I will accompany you there. If it can be proved that Li Wenjing is lying, then the next thing will be easy."

Song Yinghong's house is still sealed, and the police cordon is still there.

When Fu Hong and Huang Meng arrived at the door, Huang Meng gently lifted the seal, and the two walked in. They first looked around. In fact, they had already checked countless times before, and there was no useful clue.

"Captain Fu, you stay in the room." After Huang Meng finished speaking, he left the room and closed the door.

Fu Hong shook his head with a wry smile. He had already guessed what Huang Meng wanted to do. Huang Meng wanted to do a test.

Then, the door opened: "Captain Fu, did you hear me coughing hard outside just now?"

The smile on Fu Hong's face disappeared, and he looked at Huang Meng: "Have you coughed?"

"Yes, I coughed hard twice."

After finishing speaking, Huang Meng closed the door again. He was still outside, and he yelled loudly: "Captain Fu, open the door!"

This time Fu Hong heard it, but the sound was very low, which showed that the sound insulation effect of this house is very good.

The door was opened by Huang Meng again: "Did you hear me yell to open the door? I yelled very loudly!"

Fu Hong nodded, but he looked thoughtful.

Huang Meng looked at Fu Hong: "What's wrong?"

Fu Hong raised his head: "You're right, Li Wenjing lied, the sound insulation in this room is very good, you can't hear your cough at all, but I heard the sound of you asking me to open the door, but very quietly, And there's a bit of humming, you really can't hear it if you don't listen carefully."

A smile appeared on Huang Meng's face: "Just now I was coughing loudly at the door and you couldn't hear me, but Li Wenjing said that the sound of pedestrians coughing on the road outside scared the murderer away. She was obviously lying. The murderer didn't kill her because There was movement outside, but it was because the murderer knew her, and it was even possible that she and the murderer were in the same group. She said that Song Yinghong invited her here, but it is very likely that she invited Song Yinghong to come here with the purpose of killing people. "

Fu Hong nodded: "Looks like we have to meet Li Wenjing again."

They didn't go directly to Li Wenjing's house, but Fu Hong called Li Wenjing and asked her to come to the criminal police team of the Municipal Bureau. Li Wenjing came after two o'clock in the afternoon.

When she received the call from Fu Hong, she was also very disturbed. She didn't know why Fu Hong asked her to come to the police station. Before, if the police had any questions, they would call her or go to her home to ask. Yes, it was the first time for me to come to the bureau.

For some reason, when she walked into the police station and saw policemen in uniforms coming in and out, she felt a little restless and faintly panicked.

Huang Meng had been waiting for her for a long time. Seeing her coming, a smile appeared on his face: "Miss Li, we meet again."

Huang Meng's smile made Li Wenjing even more nervous. Huang Meng's attitude towards him has always been unfriendly. His sudden change of attitude now is definitely not a good thing.

"Officer Huang, I don't know why you called me here? I have my own business to attend to this afternoon." Li Wenjing tried to calm down, looked at Huang Meng and said.

Huang Meng said lightly: "Of course I have something to do with you, why don't you come here to drink tea and chat with us? We also have a lot of things to do, so we don't have much time to spare."

Li Wenjing followed Huang Meng to an inquiry room, and Huang Meng pointed to a chair opposite: "You sit there."

Li Wenjing hesitated for a moment, and sat down. Although she repelled sitting on this chair in her heart, she sat down anyway. She had to think about why the police called her and what happened.

"You wait here for a while, and come over when Captain Fu finishes his work."

Huang Meng didn't care about Li Wenjing after all, and left her there, walked to the door by himself, and lit a cigarette.

Li Wenjing was a little bit on pins and needles at the moment, but her face was calm, and she simply took out her mobile phone and started playing.

About ten minutes later, Fu Hong hadn't come yet, and Li Wenjing couldn't help but said, "Hey, what do you mean? As I said, I still have important things to do. If you have nothing to ask, I will Just go."

Speaking of which, she grabbed her bag and was really ready to leave.

Huang Meng said coldly: "Stay quietly, where do you think this is, your home?"

Li Wenjing really surprised Huang Meng like this. Although Huang Meng has always treated her like a nail on a board, he has never bared his teeth like this. Just when Li Wenjing was thinking about how to deal with Huang Meng At that time Fu Hong finally came, with a smile on his face: "Miss Li, I'm sorry to keep you waiting, but an important meeting in the bureau just happened to be delayed, sit down, sit down quickly, we'll be there soon Let's start. Hey, Xiao Huang, why don't you pour Miss Li a glass of water?"

Huang Meng reluctantly poured a glass of water from another office and put it in front of Li Wenjing: "You really need a glass of water."

Li Wenjing didn't understand what Huang Meng's words meant.

Fu Hong and Huang Meng sat down across from her. At this moment Li Wenjing felt like a prisoner being interrogated, especially since the words "Leniency for Confession and Strictness for Resisting" were posted on the wall, she felt even more uncomfortable. up.

"Captain Fu, what are you doing? Interrogation?" Li Wenjing expressed her dissatisfaction.

Fu Hong explained: "Miss Li, don't be in a hurry, we came to you because there is a very important thing to re-check."

Li Wenjing's face was filled with anger, she was protesting the way the police treated her.

Fu Hong glanced at Huang Meng: "Come on."

Only then did Huang Meng stare at Li Wenjing's face: "Li Wenjing, at the scene where Song Yinghong was killed that day, you said that the murderer planned to kill you with him because there were pedestrians passing by on the road outside and he heard the sound of pedestrians coughing. Scared the murderer away, right?"

"That's right, is there a question?" Li Wenjing was relieved to hear that they were asking this question, and replied casually.

"You're lying!" Huang Meng slapped the table and stood up all of a sudden. He walked in front of Li Wenjing. Sitting Li Wenjing suddenly felt the pressure, but she didn't know what Huang Meng meant by saying that she was lying. Could it be possible? What have the police found?

Huang Meng said: "If the door of Song Yinghong's old house is closed, you can't hear the movement outside at all. We went to the site to see it again today. The path outside is about seven or eight meters away from the house. Don't worry. It’s a coughing sound, but even yelling can’t be heard in the house, so how could that passer-by scare the murderer away?”

Li Wenjing was stunned. Is the house's sound insulation so good?Why don't I know.

But she changed her mind again, could it be that Huang Meng and the others are simply defrauding herself? .

"How is that possible?" Li Wenjing bit her lip, as if her mouth was hard when she died.

"How is it possible? It seems that you don't believe it. It's okay. We will make you believe it when the time comes, but now you have to be honest, why are you lying, who is the murderer, and what does it have to do with you? Song Yinghong's death Was it murder?"

Huang Meng asked several questions in one breath, and every question made Li Wenjing tremble with fear.