I don't have ulterior motives

Chapter 11

"Huh?" Jin Bei didn't want to leave, "What did he say after you arrested Xia Qiming?"

"He didn't admit anything about the last dismemberment case," Liao Fangyuan said. "Even so, the evidence in the fraud case is enough to sentence him to death."

"The last one?" Jin Bei keenly caught the point.

Liao Fangyuan rubbed the center of his brows: "Yes, there's another one, and it's also a corpse case."

"Is it related to the Xia family's case? Could the murderer be the same person?"

"I don't know yet, but the method of committing the crime is very similar."

Jin Bei dragged a stool and sat at the dining table, with an expression on his face that he was listening to a story.

"You boss doesn't care?" Lan Hua looked at him sideways.

"It doesn't matter." Jin Bei said bluntly.

Every time Liao Fangyuan talked about the case with Jin Bei, it was as sorting out his thoughts: "There are two similarities: the identity of the deceased and the method of death. We received the report this morning, and the cleaners of Muya Hotel cleaned the room. The client was found mutilated in the bathtub. The time of death was judged to be between 1.8:[-] and [-]:[-] last night, and the cause of death was also excessive blood loss. The deceased was named Qiu Zhuo, a wealthy businessman from Province J. This time he came to City G to talk Single business. After comparison, besides the footprints of Qiu Zhuo and the cleaner, another person was found at the scene. Judging from the size, that person is about [-] meters tall."

"A wealthy businessman..." Jin Bei rubbed his chin, "The broken corpses were put in the bathtub, and they were not even taken away. Is this just for people to see? Then what's the point of his broken corpses?"

"That's right." Lan Hua said, "The dismembered corpse is easy to handle and carry, and the freedom of throwing the corpse is greatly increased, which also increases the difficulty of identifying the corpse. But neither of these two points is true in this case." , the murderer did not intend to conceal the crime at all, nor did he intend to conceal the identity of the deceased."

"Maybe there was some reason why he had to leave the scene as soon as possible, so he just ran away when he saw that it was not good after it was broken?" Jin Bei said.

Liao Fangyuan shook his head: "That's too coincidental. After he spent a lot of time meticulously dismembering the corpse, something happened suddenly?"

"It's not just a hobby, is it?"

"It's possible." Lan Hua said leisurely.

Liao Fangyuan continued: "We checked the corridors on the 12th floor of the hotel—the floor where Qiu Zhuo lived—and the nighttime surveillance at the hotel gate, and it turned out that the surveillance on the 12th floor was broken, and no one was photographed at the gate. In and out."

"So thoughtful, the surveillance has been destroyed in advance." Jin Bei whispered, "But why only the corridor was destroyed... If the surveillance at the gate didn't capture it, he must know some of the small roads in the hotel."

"Hmm." Liao Fangyuan tapped the table with his fingers, "The deceased is related to our acquaintances: Qiu Zhuo and Shu Pingyuan once had an interest dispute, and they were competitors. By the way, this hotel is owned by Shu Pingyuan."

Knowing that this inference is very old-fashioned, Jin Bei still continued with a face: "So it is very easy for him to control the monitoring."

"Yes."

"But if it were me, I wouldn't kill someone in my own hotel. Even if I don't consider business, I should consider avoiding suspicion." Jin Bei always felt that there was something wrong with this case.

"That's right." Lan Hua glanced at him, "Businessmen, dismembered corpses, interest disputes...these elements seem to be put together by coincidence. Similar elements make us unconsciously attribute the case to the relevant source .Although there may be no connection between them, or the connection is more complicated than we thought."

"But no matter what the connection is, it is still inclined that these two cases are related to Shu Pingyuan. There is a very important point: the limbs of the deceased in the two cases were cut off before death. The methods are very similar." Liao Fangyuan explain.

Lan Hua put down her wine glass and crossed her hands and fingers: "If the murderer of the two dismemberment cases is one person, the power behind him may be these bosses. So, is there only one killer among these bosses?"

Liao Fangyuan frowned: "This is also strange. If the murderer is a person, it is related to Shu Pingyuan...Why did he use the same person in such an intensive time? Or is there some reason he has to do it... "

"But whether it's the same person, or whether he just listened to Shu Pingyuan's words is hard to say." Jin Bei said.

Lan Hua nodded and turned to Jin Bei: "I heard that you are all in the same school, are you familiar with Xia Qiming and Shu Pingyuan's children?"

The strings in Jin Bei's heart tensed for a moment, wondering if this woman is a monster, why did he suddenly change the subject.

Lan Hua went on to say, "Don't be nervous, this is just my profession."

It really is a monster.

"Well, Shu Pingyuan's son is also in Chongling." Liao Fangyuan also turned to Jin Bei, "His name is Shu Lin'an. After checking his information, it seems that he is excellent in all aspects and has no outstanding records. He is not of the same type as Xia Ruoxing. do you know?"

Not even just acquaintance.

"We are in the same class."

"Oh," Liao Fangyuan's eyes lit up again, and then he thought of something, "Xia Ruoxing's friend you mentioned last time, he couldn't be him, right?"

Coincidentally, it is.

Jin Bei nodded.

Liao Fangyuan slapped his thigh: "Why didn't you tell me?"

Jin Bei touched his nose: "Maybe I don't think it's very important..."

Lan Hua looked at him with a smile.

"What kind of person is Shu Pingyuan's son?" Liao Fangyuan asked.

"Uh, low-key, polite, caring, good at playing the harp, good grades, good-looking..." Seeing Liao Fangyuan staring at him with a complicated expression without blinking, Jin Bei thought for a while and added: " I like desserts, and I have a lot of research on food..."

"I know more than 01:30." Lan Hua said.

"Why does it sound so good?" Liao Fangyuan said.

"Yes." Jin Beixin said that he saw the same thing.

"How is his relationship with his father?" Lan Hua asked.

"This? I don't know. But his father seems to be seldom at home..." Jin Bei recalled the dark villa beside the Fengjiang River.

He remembered what Shu Lin'an said, that Xia's father and son might have been sold to help count the money.

If he was counting money, how could he say that?

Adhering to the idea that it is better to ask for others than to ask for oneself, Jin Bei bought an oven before this weekend.It is more expensive than the kitchen rental price claimed by the owner of Casanova, but at least it is sustainable.

When I asked Shu Lin'an what flavor he likes yesterday, he answered that he likes them all.Jin Bei said that people who answer this way are often the most picky about chefs. Shu Linan said that I will definitely like everything you cook.

Jin Bei felt a lot of pressure for no reason.

After school on Friday, Shu Linan followed Jin Bei and turned left from the school gate.

"What are you doing?" Shu Lin'an asked curiously.

Jin Bei naively wanted to make a fool of himself: "We'll know when the time comes. Anyway, you like it, right." He asked as if asking for proof.

Shu Lin'an smiled: "Yes. But I still want to know the content, so I'm looking forward to it—ah."

When passing the corner, Shu Lin'an, who was walking on the inside of the road, bumped into someone unexpectedly.

Jin Bei gave him a hand, and pulled him to his side.

"Sorry." Shu Lin'an said.

The man was wearing the same school uniform as them, and he was also a high school student in Chongling. He was about the same height as Shu Linan, with slightly longer hair and bright eyes.

He looked at Jin Bei and Shu Lin'an without blinking. Jin Bei always felt that his eyes made him a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"It's okay." He stared at Shu Lin'an and spoke very seriously.Shu Lin'an unconsciously moved a step towards Jin Bei.After the other party finished speaking, he didn't intend to leave. He was still standing opposite, but with his hands in his pockets, his face was calm, and he didn't look like he was looking for trouble.

Shu Linan glanced past his eyes and bypassed him.

When passing the corner, Jin Bei glanced back from the corner of his eye and saw that the person was still in place. "Do you know him?" Jin Bei asked in a low voice.

"I don't know." Shu Linan shook his head.

"That means he knows you..." Jin Bei frowned, "I always think that person is very strange."

"Ah."

The two were silent for a moment.Shu Lin'an raised his head: "You haven't told me what you're doing yet."

"Well, it'll be there soon."

Jin Bei's family lives in an old-fashioned apartment building on the fifth floor.After opening the door is a small porch, go around, the dining room is on the left, and the living room and balcony are on the right.

"Put the schoolbag on the sofa. What would you like to drink...orange juice?" Jin Bei took Shu Linan's schoolbag, put it on the sofa, and threw his own next to him.

"No... Do you have any wine?" Shu Lin'an thought for a while and said.

Jin Bei smiled, and walked to the wine cabinet in the restaurant: "This one. You can also guess what dessert it is."

Wine is expensive.Shu Linan held it in his hand and turned it around.

"The boss sent it." Jin Bei added.

"Oh..." Shu Linan nodded, "The dark one? It's not fruitcake."

"Yes." Jin Bei washed two glasses, poured a third of each, put them on the dining table, paused, and said, "Shall I pour you a glass of water first?"

"Okay." Shu Linan leaned against the table and looked at Jin Bei with a smile.

Jin Bei poured a glass of warm water, it was very warm in the palm of his hand.

Then he went into the kitchen and put on his apron.

Shu Lin'an also sneaked into the kitchen curiously, seeing Jin Bei's apron, couldn't help laughing out loud.

"how?"

"You... you look pretty handsome in this."

Jin Bei interpreted this as that he was so handsome that even a brown plaid bear pattern home apron couldn't hide his handsomeness.

Milk, chocolate, cream and other ingredients, Jin Bei has already prepared, Shu Linan watched Jin Bei mix all kinds of things together, and added some unknown things a few times during the process, and then poured them into the mold, he couldn't help but feel very fresh.

"Can I have a taste?" Shu Linan asked looking at the liquid in the mold.It looks a bit like chocolate sauce.

"Yes." Jin Bei picked up a chopstick and dipped it in the cake liquid, and handed it to Shu Lin'an's lips.Shu Linan licked it lightly.

"Well..." It's not very sweet.But the taste is very strange.

Jin Bei smiled, and reached out to wipe off a little liquid on Shu Linan's lips: "It tastes good when it's baked."

"En." Shu Lin'an nodded expectantly.

The author has something to say:

Shu Lin'an: Can I have a taste?

Jin Bei: No way.

Shu Lin'an: ...Q^Q (Unhappy!)

Jin Bei: (=v=) Let me give you a taste. (relative)