part-time teenage grandma

Chapter 411 The first suspect, cunning

Zhang Hui nodded when he heard it, opened the door and walked into the interrogation room, lying on the inside and whispered a few words in the interrogator's ear, the interrogator nodded after listening, Zhang Hui looked at the sitting opposite him calmly The head of the procuratorate silently walked out of the interrogation room and stood beside Qi Jiahui.

"Tell him!—" Zhang Hui whispered to Qi Jiahui.

Qi Jiahui nodded and did not answer, but looked seriously at the man who had always been calm.

The interrogator coughed twice and opened his mouth to say something. Qi Jiahui knew that he was asking the head of the procuratorate, "How is your mother?"

Qi Jiahui tilted his mouth slightly and looked at the head of the Procuratorate who had always been calm. He hoped that the head of the Procuratorate's reaction would not disappoint him.

After the man sitting inside heard this question, the aura around him immediately changed. Even Chu Xixi, who was not as sensitive as Qi Jiahui, could feel it. No change, but the eyes became cold and sharp.

He said something to the interrogator opposite, but the interrogator looked at him and said nothing.

He looked towards the window where Qi Jiahui and Chu Xixi had been standing. Chu Xixi panicked for no reason when he saw the man inside looking in his direction.

Qi Jiahui felt Chu Xixi's panic, and shook Chu Xixi's hand vigorously, "He can't see it!"

Chu Xixi also knew that she couldn't see it from the inside, but the man's eyes were sharp and firm, as if he locked her at once. Even though she knew that she couldn't see the outside from the inside, she couldn't help but want to avoid it. his gaze.

Of course, Qi Jiahui also noticed the change in the man's aura inside, he looked at the man inside quietly, and looked at his face.

This is a very clean and sharp man, with meticulously combed hair, deep and deep eyes, like an ancient well, and the tip of the nose is slightly hooked; the lips and lip line are clear, looking very firm, such facial features put together His face was surprisingly eye-catching, making people catch and remember it at a glance.

It seems that he is a very regular man, wearing a navy blue suit jacket on the upper body, a white shirt inside, a dark tie, suit pants of the same color on the lower body, and dark black leather shoes.

People who wear dark colors are generally more forbearing people.

The man loosened the tie around his neck and suddenly smiled at the window.

Looking at it, Chu Xixi's hair stood on end. This man is still very good-looking, but he is always scary.

The man looked away from the window and said something to the interrogator. The interrogator inside was obviously perplexed and said something to the head of the Procuratorate. The man smiled, shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands and said again. say something.

The interrogator had no choice but to stand up and walk out.

The head of the procuratorate smiled again in the direction of the window.

Qi Jiahui also smiled inexplicably. He felt that he had met a confidant of his opponent this time. Now he felt that this person was not like a face-breaker. If he had to ask why, it must be Qi Jiahui's intuition.

The interrogator came out, scratched his head and said to Zhang Hui: "The team leader, he asked, to... let him..." Pointing to Qi Jiahui, he continued, "Let him interrogate himself, or else he will interrogate himself." Remember that you have the right not to answer anything..."

Zhang Hui looked at Qi Jiahui in embarrassment, he thought that Qi Jiahui would not agree.

Qi Jiahui unbuttoned the first button of the shirt inside his upper body, let go of Chu Xixi's hand, and patted the back of her hand reassuringly, "I'll go in for a routine questioning, you wait here for me..."

Chu Xixi looked at him and nodded. At this time, she felt that it was better not to follow him.

Hearing what he said, Zhang Hui felt so happy, he thought Qi Jiahui would refuse.

Qi Jiahui smiled at Chu Xixi, pushed open the door, walked in cleanly and sat down opposite the head of the procuratorate.

The team leader of the procuratorate smiled happily after seeing Qi Jiahui, straightened his clothes, "Hello, my name is Wang Zhixing..."

Qi Jiahui nodded at him, "Qi Jiahui..."

"Well, good name..." Wang Zhixing stroked his chin.

Qi Jiahui placed his hands on the table in a tower shape under his chin, "Can I start asking questions?"

Wang Zhixing made a gesture of invitation in a casual and polite manner, "Of course, please..."

"I think I'd take the liberty to ask, how is your mother now?" Qi Jiahui asked lightly.

This time Wang Zhixing didn't seem to care about the question anymore, he still smiled indifferently, "Do I have to answer? Can I not answer?"

Qi Jiahui looked at him and didn't speak.

Wang Zhixing spread his hands, "Okay, I know I have to answer, but I still have to ask..."

Qi Jiahui twitched the corners of his mouth, waiting for Wang Zhixing's answer.

Wang Zhixing also put his hands on the table in front of him like Qi Jiahui, and clasped them together, "My mother suffered from Alzheimer's last year. Once there was no one at home, she opened the door and went down the stairs by herself, and I fell down the stairs. I think you all know this!—”

Qi Jiahui nodded, "Continue..." Of course he knew, but Wang Zhixing needed to say it himself.

Wang Zhixing pursed his lips, "Later, the neighbors found out that they sent her to the hospital, but it was still a bit late. She was lying on the bed and has nothing to do with this world for the time being, and she no longer needs to be disturbed by things that shouldn't exist!——"

"What do you mean it has nothing to do with this world?" Qi Jiahui said lightly.

Wang Zhixing glanced at Qi Jiahui, that look was really not good, "vegetative..."

Qi Jiahui let go of his hand on his chin, "May I speculate that you are a typical antisocial personality..."

Wang Zhixing smiled, "Of course, I think so too!"

"The source of your antisocial personality and your childhood dissatisfaction, strictly speaking, is caused by the unsatisfactory relationship between your parents!" Qi Jiahui concluded.

"Well, you can think so..." Wang Zhixing still smiled, as if he wasn't talking about him.

Qi Jiahui also laughed, "Well, the routine questioning is over, you can go!—"

Wang Zhixing seemed to be a little bit depressed, "This is the end? Don't you need to ask any more questions?"

Qi Jiahui looked at him and made a please gesture.

Wang Zhixing didn't leave like Qi Jiahui, but sat upright, "Then you think I'm not the suspect in this serial murder case?"

Qi Jiahui remembered that no one told him what the purpose of this routine interview was.

(End of this chapter)