Chapter 294: Mistaken Identity

Wu Shanqiu was lost in thought, then clapped her hands: "Oh! That man who brushed past us, I remember now!"

Qi Fei and Wu Shanqiu's figures appeared in the surveillance footage. However, what seemed ordinary that day had more worth pondering when viewed from the perspective of a bystander.

When Qi Fei and Wu Shanqiu left Ma Ziqiang's house, Wu Weiwei walked into the footage, observing carefully. It was obvious she was waiting for Qi Fei and Wu Shanqiu to enter the elevator and deliberately followed them in.

Qi Fei stared at the footage without blinking. When the elevator opened on the first floor, a man walked in. The surveillance clearly captured his appearance. Qi Fei's memory was not wrong; this person was Lin Yu.

When Lin Yu reached out and pressed the floor button, Qi Fei and Wu Shanqiu opened their eyes simultaneously, because he pressed the 18th floor.

He looked a bit uneasy, looking at the jumping floor numbers in the elevator anxiously. After walking out of the 18th floor, he turned right and went to Ma Ziqiang's house. Unfortunately, the surveillance outside the elevator could only capture the area where he walked out of the elevator. It was only known that after a few minutes, Lin Yu appeared in the footage again and left the building. He had his hands in his pockets and seemed much more relaxed than before. No one knew what happened in those few minutes he left the surveillance footage.

In the interrogation room, Song Yun finished watching the footage of Lin Yu going upstairs silently, then shook her head decisively: "I don't know this person."

At this time, Song Yun's denial was already a blatant provocation in Qi Fei's eyes.

"He went to your house!" Qi Fei said immediately.

"No one knocked on the door after you left. Maybe this person went to the wrong floor," Song Yun said calmly. "My parents-in-law can testify."

"What a coincidence, he died not long after going to your 18th floor?" Qi Fei stared at Song Yun's pitiful face and said coldly.

"Is he the person who fell from the building opposite?" Song Yun seemed to hear this statement for the first time.

"Where were you from 12:00 AM to 4:00 AM last night?"

"I was at home. I didn't go anywhere. Can't you check the surveillance?" Song Yun answered without thinking. "It should be very easy to check whether I went out or not. I went home after running at 9:00 PM last night and never went out again."

I don't know if Qi Fei was overly suspicious, but she said this so righteously, as if she had long known that the entire residential district's surveillance was covered last night, and no one knew whether she went out or not.

Wu Shanqiu on the side also felt strange: "Ma Ziqiang's body is not yet cold, and you still have the mood to go out for exercise?"

"Running allows me to release the sadness of losing Old Ma. I feel even sadder staying at home," Song Yun said, but there were no tears. It was completely different from the grieving widow who was questioned for the first time, as if she had been possessed, surprisingly calm.

Qi Fei's brows furrowed: "You are very confident, thinking that it is impossible for us to link Ma Ziqiang and Lin Yu's death to you. Why?"

Song Yun looked directly at him: "Because I am innocent. You are the police; you have to speak with evidence."

Qi Fei and Wu Shanqiu returned to Huantai Residential District to investigate again, passing by the entrance of the real estate agency, the store manager who helped them contact the neighbors upstairs and downstairs of Ma Ziqiang's house.

"Comrade Police, has the matter of the two deaths in the residential district been cleared up?" His anxious appearance made Qi Fei suspicious.

"Does this matter have anything to do with you? Why are you so concerned?"

"Oh, it has everything to do with it!" the store manager said. "Two people died in Huantai Residential District one after another. It's rumored outside that the Feng Shui here is bad. Several sales contracts I was about to sign have fallen through. I'm anxious!"

Qi Fei couldn't laugh or cry. Before he could say anything, a familiar voice came: "It's useless to look for the police for this kind of thing; you have to look for me."

Qi Fei was pleasantly surprised. Looking in the direction of the voice, it was indeed Zhong Kui standing in the autumn sunlight. Her jet-black hair was shining under the light, and she looked brand new.

It's just that Zhong Kui's eyes looking at him were empty, as if she saw nothing. She deliberately walked to the store manager's side: "Tell the customers that I have a way to break the evil spirits here. I guarantee that after they move, they will be safe and sound, and everything will go smoothly."

The store manager looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, confused: "Are you into Feng Shui?"

Zhong Kui pursed her lips: "I can give you a free consultation to help you keep the customers who backed out. If it works, we can talk about cooperation, and the fee can be discounted." She talked about business in front of Qi Fei so openly.

"Xiao Kui, when did you return to Nancheng?" Wu Shanqiu went up and took Zhong Kui's arm without any grudges.

This made the store manager even more confused: "You know each other? Are you police?"

"Don't misunderstand, she is my girlfriend." Qi Fei pulled Zhong Kui over. "Excuse me, she just likes to tease people. Don't take it seriously."

Zhong Kui shook off Qi Fei's hand: "Hmph, who is your girlfriend?"

The store manager looked like he was eating a melon, seeing that it was a young couple having a tantrum, and muttered: "Girls nowadays have quite a temper. Speaking of which, that young man who jumped off the building even mistook someone for his girlfriend here. That girl was relentless and almost called the police. That young man had a good temper and kept apologizing. He looked like a very good person. It's a pity he's gone just like that."

"Tell us specifically?" Qi Fei and Zhong Kui asked in unison, then looked at each other.

Zhong Kui turned her head away in a huff and looked directly at the store manager, pursuing: "Do you remember the process of their argument?"

The store manager probably hadn't been stared at and spoken to by such a delicate girl, his face flushed, and he stammered: "That day I was in the store and happened to see a girl passing by our door. The young man who died chased after her in two or three steps, patted the girl on the shoulder, and asked her when she would come in the evening. The girl asked who he was, and he reported his name, saying wasn't it agreed to go to his house in the evening? The girl was furious when she heard it, saying she didn't know him at all and called him a hooligan. Only then did the young man realize he had mistaken the person and hurriedly apologized."

"You remember so clearly?" Qi Fei questioned from the side.

The store manager scratched his head embarrassedly: "Hehe, actually, it's because the girl was indeed beautiful. I couldn't help but look a few more times, which is why I saw the young man chasing after her. I was even wondering what kind of new pickup method this was... Who knew that the next day I would swipe to see the photo of the young man who fell from the 18th floor and died. I looked, eh? Isn't this the young man who caused the misunderstanding..."

"He said it was agreed to go to his house in the evening?" Qi Fei sank his brows. "Since it wasn't that girl, then who did he make an appointment with?" ===== CHAPTER 295 =====