First-Class Lawyer

Chapter 117 Identity

Yan Suizhi leaned against the door, unhurriedly pressed the elevator to stop for everyone, and seemed to reply casually: "Yeah, it's quite strange."

Gu Yan glanced at the policeman at the back of his head, but didn't say much.

These two people always acted in such a calm manner that Master Qiao didn't notice anything unusual.

He muttered a few words to himself, and the elevator was already there.

This policeman looks capable, doesn't talk much, and doesn't communicate much with everyone except for official business.

He was the first one to enter the elevator and the last one to exit the elevator, with a business-like serious face all the time.

The butler who was waiting outside the elevator door saluted them as soon as he saw them, and then pressed the code next to the electronic gate.

The police officer glanced at the entire corridor, checked the entrances and exits and safe passages of this floor, and asked the housekeeper, "Are you in charge of this entire floor?"

"Do you mean service or security?"

"All."

"I am mainly responsible for the service. There are dedicated security personnel for security. Usually, 6-8 people are arranged on this luxury floor, but because of an accident, they are all holding emergency meetings downstairs now."

The policeman nodded, and then asked, "What is the usual position of the security personnel?"

"The elevator entrance, next to the electronic password door, and next to the safe passage. These three places are the main places." The housekeeper said.

"What about you? Are you here 24 hours?"

The butler pointed to a single room at the end of the corridor, "I usually stay there, and I am basically always on call."

The policeman nodded, "So if someone goes in and out of the house, or someone leaves the house, at least someone will see it?"

"I think so."

"Okay, thanks," said the officer.

The password door opened, and the butler made a gesture of invitation, and sent Joe and the others in, leaving him outside.

"Mind if I take a look at the suite first?" the officer asked Joe, who was the owner of the house from the previous conversation.

Joe nodded, "Of course, whatever you want."

He settled Ke Jin on the sofa in the living room, followed the police officer, and was a little curious: "Are we suspected? I have encountered some cases before, because there is no suspicion, and they don't seem to be so serious when they take notes."

The police officer called up the working interface of the smartphone, briefly recorded a few sentences, and explained: "There are differences in the way of work, and the requirements of different police stations may also be different. The police chief asked us to record more carefully, not because we think You guys are suspicious. Maybe I need to take a quick shot?"

Joe shrugged, "It's up to you, I have to cooperate with your work."

"Thank you."

The police officer walked around the huge room, and the smartphone followed suit.

"Okay." The policeman glanced, "Where is it more convenient to take notes? Is the sofa okay?"

"of course can."

The police officer turned on the recording and put it on the coffee table, "Let me tell you when you came to this garden hotel first."

Joe: "Yesterday evening, was it after four or five?"

Gu Yan: "4:50."

The policeman was a little surprised, "Do you remember so clearly?"

The little policeman has an occupational disease, but he will have a little doubt when he encounters such an unexpected answer.

Yan Suizhi recalled the day when he first entered the law firm, he rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "My teacher has an iron rule, always arrive at the location 10 minutes earlier than the appointed time."

Police officer: "Oh?"

Yan Suizhi: "The result of being poisoned by university courses."

Qiao burst out laughing, and echoed, "Indeed, Ke Jin also had this problem before, so what about the negotiation class?"

He half-explained and half-joked to the policeman: "The entire law school is poisonous, and they pay special attention to these things. It's probably because the former dean is a big smiley devil. The requirements are too high, just get used to it."

"..."

Yan Suizhi paused with the hand holding the water glass, glanced at Young Master Qiao, and said nonsense, I don't have this problem myself.

The officer nodded, "Oh, no wonder. So your reception last night started at 5 o'clock?"

"Correct."

"Just now I said the time of arrival...you are together?" the policeman asked.

"I ran into him at the door." Qiao said without reservation. "To be precise, I knew Gu's problem, so I specially picked someone to be there at that time. I'm sure I'll run into him."

"Have you been at the reception since then?" the policeman asked.

"Yes, it was in the glass garden just now."

"Have you ever left?"

Joe blinked. "Does going to the bathroom count? I've been there three times?"

The policeman might have asked the question out of habit, but since Master Qiao was so cooperative, he just asked one more question, "Are they all the same person?"

Qiao shook his head: "No, with Ke Jin."

Police officer: "..."

He moved the electronic pen and scratched the page twice, maybe he didn't know how to memorize it.

"Uh... what about you?" The police officer silently shifted the subject and asked Yan Suizhi and Gu Yan.

Yan Suizhi cast a questioning look at Gu Yan very naturally: "Have you been there twice?"

Police officer: "..." Why do you ask others...

He started to write, and didn't know what to write down.

Fortunately, Yan Suizhi said again: "We didn't drink anything last night. I went there twice because I wanted to wash my hands. It would be boring to go alone."

Police officer: "..."

No, how can we talk after washing our hands? ? ?

"When does the party end?" The officer felt compelled to skip the topic of the bathroom.

"Around ten o'clock?" said Joe.

"Then you came back here?" the police officer asked Gu Yan and Yan Suizhi, "Did you go to the front building during this period? I mean, your room was originally arranged in the front. Did you put your luggage there? Or go directly to the front building?" Came here to stay?"

"I've been there." Yan Suizhi said, "I took a look at the room, but there was no luggage there."

"So that room 406 is actually empty?"

"more or less."

The police officer nodded and recorded, "So have you encountered any troubles recently? For example, have you accidentally offended someone, or provoked someone? Is there a similar situation?"

Professor Yanda thought it was too much.

But he still smiled and shook his head, "Do I seem to offend people easily?"

The police officer hurriedly said, "Oh, that's not what I meant."

"Er... Which room did you live in last night?"

Joe pointed a few times, "This, this and this, live in these three rooms."

"Four people, three rooms?" the police officer asked, "How are they allocated?"

Joe: "We're drinking, the intern is over there, and Ke Jin is here. But why do you have to ask this question? It has nothing to do with the case, right?"

After saying this, Yan Suizhi glanced at Young Master Qiao in surprise.

The reason why he said this was probably because the close contact between the barrister and the trainee had some influence on Gu Yan.

This young master is usually careless and thoughtful, and all his care is estimated to be used on Ke Jin and Gu Yan.

The police officer was asked back by Joe, but he didn't ask any more questions, and changed the subject: "According to the alarm records, you found the light on 406 last night, right?"

"Yes." Joe pointed to his bedroom. "It's right in front of the window. I saw it when I passed by. You have seen the structure just now, so you can easily see the opposite side."

"Then you went to the monitoring center in the morning, didn't you?"

"Yes, trying to find out what's the matter," said Jo, "before I can't sleep again at night."

"You were also the ones who found the monitoring problem?"

"Ah."

The police officers roughly asked some time points, as well as the movements of other people they knew from last night to now.

He looked very serious, asked all the questions he could think of, and took notes carefully. It took about two hours before and after the butler brought lunch, and he got up and said, "Okay, thank you for your cooperation."

Before leaving, the policeman asked them again: "Is there really no trouble? Or if you have any guesses, you can tell me. After all, if you didn't temporarily change your residence last night, today may be another day." One result. I think, maybe there is still some connection with you. "

"I'm also confused." Yan Suizhi said, "But... maybe the other party just wants to find an empty room to settle down?"

The police officer seemed a little bit unwilling, but finally nodded, "If you need it these days, you may have to cooperate."

"of course can."

"In addition, my colleagues are still taking notes on other guests. You should not leave the room in the afternoon."

With the experience of Yaba Island last time, Joe nodded cooperatively, "Okay."

The policeman left after explaining.

Lunch is served in the room.

Because it is inconvenient to go out, many entertainment facilities in the hotel are temporarily unavailable, and the main event of the originally scheduled reception cannot be carried out as scheduled.

Qiao arranged Ke Jin in the most sunny place in the living room, and got on the treadmill out of boredom, intending to continue the exercise that was interrupted in the morning.

Gu Yan and Yan Suizhi sat on the sofa and read the file.

Joe turned the treadmill to a high speed, and while running, he couldn't stop talking, "The little police officer who took the notes, really has a lot of problems."

Because of the running, the rhythm of his speech was in line with his breathing, broken into sections.

"It's obviously a cliché." Yan Suizhi said.

"No wonder you two talked so little when you were taking notes." Qiao subconsciously replied.

After returning, he felt that something was wrong.

"Story? What kind of talk?" Joe was a little puzzled.

To be more precise, most people don't think it's a "routine" just because the other party asks a few more questions, right?Unless there is really something to say.

Joe suddenly realized that there were indeed many doubts about this matter.

Like why would an intern's room be a target?Unless there's something special about this intern...

For example, why are the interns very vigilant when the police ask a few more questions?What is there to be wary of?Unless there is a secret...

special?Hidden secrets?

Joe thought about it carefully...

Hiss—the individual incidents are fine on weekdays, but after thinking about it together now, he realizes that this intern is more than a little special. It seems that since he appeared, he has never been special...

He doesn't have what an intern should have, and he has everything an intern doesn't have.

Sometimes Gu Yan didn't speak, but he spoke first, how could he look like a student?

There are also countless examples that Gu Yan broke on him...

He once thought that Gu Yan would only make exceptions repeatedly because of Dean Yan, but who knew——

Master Qiao was stunned when he thought of this.

Gu Yan spent ten years on the dean, is it really so easy to divert attention?

Even since the intern appeared, Gu Yan's attitude towards the bombing has changed, as if...

Um? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

and many more!

Joe was dumbfounded.

An astonishing conjecture suddenly appeared in his mind!

It's ridiculous, but if the conjecture is true!Everything seems to make sense...

At that moment, it was enlightening.

It was the first time Joe had experienced this, as if someone had thrown a cold beer over his head.

With an ice cube on his head, he looked at the two people on the sofa who were chatting about the case, and tentatively asked, "...Dean Yan?"

Then, he saw the intern and said without looking back, "Say."

Joe: “………………………………………”

After answering that word, the intern suddenly realized, raised his head and gave a soft "ah", and said, "Sorry..."

But sorry it doesn't work anymore

Master Qiao is already stupid.

The whole person froze.

Tragedy always happens without warning.

Others were frozen, but the treadmill was still rolling.

So he tilted his center of gravity, and with a plop, he was hit by the treadmill and knelt on the ground.

He still had that "fuck me?" look on his face.