"Okay, I will definitely cooperate." Ye Fan has never heard of the other party, but the third-level police inspector is regarded a senior officer, and asking him in person surely demonstrates his high regard for him.
"You said before that you met Miss Cheng and Mr. Song at the restaurant?" Gu Xuan pushed over a glass of water, and Ye Fan moved it from in front of him to his right, as usual.
When the other party noticed Ye Fan's actions, their attitude relaxed slightly, and the arm that was earlier crossed on the table lowered its fingers.
Ye Fan and he successfully disarmed their own psychological barriers and offenses, which was a promising start.
After a brief pause, Ye Fan elaborated on what transpired in the hotel the night before, including when Gong Shizheng went out to find the waiter and discovered they were looking for someone, and when he returned, he ran into Cheng Xiao again.
"So you think the person they were looking for was Ms. Cheng?" After hearing Ye Fan's description, Gu Xuan leaned back in his chair.
Ye Fan tapped his fingertips across the back of his other hand. He was still unsure if he should voice his opinion.
"Do not worry. As an insider, your perspectives may be more intuitive. We, the cops, will make our own determinations. You are not obligated to be liable for the content of such speculations."
"I personally believe this is the case. The individual rooms in such hotel are extremely soundproof. Despite this, I could vaguely hear their argument. Then, as I got out, I saw Ms. Cheng leaving the hotel, and the man appeared within two minutes." Ye Fan nodded.
"Didn't you see the other two people in the hotel?" Gu Xuan removed the images of Cheng Xiao and the tall man, leaving the remaining two in front of Ye Fan.
"No, I last saw this middle-aged man returning equipment to the dive shop. My other two friends, as well as the diving instructor, witnessed him. As for this woman, I last saw him taking equipment from the shop in the afternoon.
After asking Ye Fan a few more questions, Gu Xuan took the inquiry record from Yang Faloo beside him and handed it to her.
"If there's no problem, just sign." Gu Xuan handed out another pen.
When Ye Fan stepped out of the room, two female police officers and a man approached him.
He glanced around subconsciously, and when he seen the person approaching, his eyes widen significantly. It was actually Cheng Xiao.
Her hair was untidy, her face looked worn, and her large eyes were already red and puffy, with a hint of fear in them. Her big, full face was soiled with makeup, and she appeared uncomfortable. His upper body was somewhat curled up, and his legs appeared to be trembling. Her clothing were still a touch sloppy, and a lot of snow-white skin was visible beneath the black chiffon shirt. A pair of incredibly enormous breasts nearly burst out from the rather malformed neckline, making it difficult for Ye Fan to look away, but at this moment she didn't even I observed a man with a panoramic view of my slightly exposed youth. The youthfulness that had once filled my body was vanished, replaced by evident fragility and agony, leaving me feeling pathetic and troubled.
When Ye Fan saw Cheng Xiao like way, his initial instinct was to breathe out a deep sigh of relief. Although the content of that post was not entirely credible, he was nevertheless concerned about this lovely woman he had only met a few times. If such a lovely body died in this manner, it would be enormous. loss.
Ye Fan's eyes grew softer.
"You are...we met at the hotel and outside last night." Ye Fan paused at the entrance for a few seconds, only to be noticed by Cheng Xiao, who raised his head.
"Cheng Xiao...ah, Ms. Cheng, you..." Ye Fan had intended to say that it was not you who died, but he realized that he couldn't ask that question, especially given the other party's current mental state, but for a minute I couldn't think of how to amend my words or speak words of comfort, so my voice became lodged in my throat. I opened my mouth and nothing came out.
"Mr. Ye, this way." Before Ye Fan could think of what to say, Yang Faloo walked out of the door and stood between them, asking the two policewomen to bring Cheng Xiao in.
The door to the conference room was closed. Ye Fan fixed his hair out of habit before following Yang Faloo to the elevator.
"Mr. Ye, we hope you do not reveal the details of the case to the outside world. You are aware that this case covers a wide variety of themes, and our police are also contemplating how to divulge information. After walking around the corner of this corridor, Yang Faloo came to a halt. Stopped.
"Can I ask who the deceased is?" We just saw Cheng Xiao alive, and judging by his position, a murder has occurred, thus there must be a deceased person.
Yang Faloo didn't respond immediately. He bowed his head, rubbed his chin, and considered for a few seconds. Then he raised his head and responded: "The assistant who came with her this time, Song Zhiyun, we will also announce the basic details of the case soon, and we can't tell you more."
"By the way, in the morning, there was a post about the case on a website, have you seen it?" Ye Fan suddenly remembered the ad, which stated that the deceased was Cheng Xiao. Now it appears that the second half of the post is accurate. problematic.
"Of course, we found the poster, who works as an editor for that website's entertainment department. Someone submitted a letter to his workplace this morning with these revelations. He submitted it because he believed it would increase traffic to his section." Yang Yang Faloo removed his roll-brimmed hat and tucked it under his arm. "These entertainment reporters and editors are worried that the world will not be in chaos, but that person has been in Jiangcheng and is unlikely to be related to this case."
Yang Faloo spoke slightly more than usual. Although the contents are not secret, he usually does not take the initiative to inform others.
Ye Fan opened the system and examined the other party's attributes.
"Yang Faloo"
youth
healthy
Strength 13
Agility 14
Physical Strength 15
Energy 12
Concentration: 12
Friendliness: 40
Obedience: 0
Sure enough, the friendliness has improved significantly. And when I first met Yang Faloo, Ye Fan had recently acquired the system. When I look back at this attribute, I am amazed. Most women have only six or eight points of strength. Yang Faloo appears soft and fragile, and her tiny limbs and legs are not muscular. The image of a ferocious female with 13 points of strength is almost identical to Ye Fan.
"By the way, Officer Yang, have you found Cui Shulong?" Ye Fan didn't know why, but he instantly remembered the person he met in the foyer last night who resembled Cui Shulong.
"No, this case is more urgent right now. The task of finding the person will be assigned to the branch below." Yang Faloo sighed. Several incidents have occurred recently, and they are under intense pressure from public opinion and work demands.
The two of them had arrived at the elevator entrance. Ye Fan pushed the button and waited for the elevator to come up.
Looking at the female police officer in front of him, who was lowering his head and thinking about something, Ye Fan felt a little affected, but this was not the time to invite her out for coffee.
"Officer Yang, can you give me your WeChat ID so that I can contact you if anything happens?" Ye Fan entered the elevator and gazed at Yang Faloo, who was swiping his card to press the floor.
The hotel's guest rooms are only located on floors above the fifth floor. To ensure client privacy and security, swipe the appropriate room card to select. Ye Fan, for example, is unable to enter any other guest room floors other than the sixth floor. To help with the investigation, the hotel provided the police with the general card used by the personnel.
"Ah? Oh, yes, this is a QR code. "Scan it for me." Yang Faloo became lost in thinking. It took a few seconds for Ye Fan to respond after he finished speaking. She then took out and opened her phone. WeChat QR code.
Her WeChat avatar is a regular photo of herself wearing a police uniform.
"Officer Yang's uniform photo is very beautiful." Ye Fan This is not a complement. Standard pictures are prone to failure, but Yang Faloo's photo is particularly effective. It has both a masculine and feminine appeal.
"Are you saying that I am not good-looking?" Yang Faloo lifted his head and rolled his eyes at Ye Fan. Ye Fan was taken aback by the coquettish demeanor portrayed by his abrupt feminine motions. He had previously met her and she had always come across as a capable and free-spirited woman.
"Stop looking, we're on your floor." Yang Faloo suddenly patted Ye Fan's shoulder, causing him to feel agony. As he reacted to the call, he felt a little hand climb up his back. Before he could savor the charming touch even through his garments, he was pushed hard.
"Goodbye Mr. Ye, please contact me if you think of any clues." Yang Faloo waved to Ye Fan outside the elevator before closing the door.
Ye Fan stood outside the elevator, staring at the slowly closing door, and Yang Faloo inside, who gently rose the corners of his mouth in a playful grin, and his heart beat slightly quicker.
"It's so embarrassing, just like a junior brother." Ye Fan, who had been shocked for more than ten seconds, eventually recovered his senses. He wanted to hit himself in the face after remembering his foolish look just now. He is certainly a skilled driver, but why is he so obsessive that he can't even communicate clearly?
At this point, Ye Fan's thoughts returned to Cheng Xiao, who had just caused people to become upset.
"I really see a big pig's trotters who love each other." Ye Fan shook his head and walked into his room.
Men are simply lustful, not shabby.
He took out his key card and attempted to open the door, but he only received two beeps and the door did not respond.
"Degaussed?" Ye Fan stared at his card and tried again, but the door still wouldn't open.
After the third attempt failed, Ye Fan gave up and went downstairs to the front desk on the fourth floor to be magnetized.
"Mr. Ye?" Ye Fan went down to the fourth floor and spotted Yang Faloo asking the front desk workers. He simply ended the conversation and turned around to face him.
"My room card has become demagnetized for some reason. "Come and recharge it." Ye Fan placed the room card on the reception desk. The service personnel expertly took the card and inserted it into the magnetizer to activate it.
"Why is there another one here to magnetize..." Another employee went out of the back door at this point, perplexed, and inquired as to what he had witnessed.
"Are many people's cards degaussed today?" Ye Fan heard the grumbling, put down his phone, and looked up at the front counter. Yang Faloo, on the side, raised her head. She had not heard that sentence, therefore her eyes were a little confused.