Chapter 298: T-shirt

"It's true that Chen Zhuo is on a business trip, but the person who was supposed to go on this business trip wasn't him; he actively requested to go. I heard that Chen Zhuo is a person with a lot of personality. Usually, he doesn't want to go on business trips, but this time he actively requested to go. The main thing is the date of the business trip—it was the day before Lin Yu fell to his death. Brother Fei, isn't this too coincidental?" Wu Shanqiu said like pouring beans.

"When we discovered that the surveillance footage was problematic, the security guard said that Old Liang, who was originally on duty, fell and was injured because he went to Wu Weiwei's house to fix a light, so he changed to Xiao Pan, who was not serious about his work. Now Wu Weiwei's husband, Chen Zhuo, is an engineer who makes surveillance equipment. If Lin Yu's death has nothing to do with them, there really is a ghost," Qi Fei said with his hands crossed over his chest.

"The good news is that Chen Zhuo is back today," Wu Shanqiu said.

Chen Zhuo sat at the interrogation table, wearing plastic-framed glasses on his long face. His hands on the table were subconsciously rubbing. It was already early autumn, but he was sweating from the heat. After a while, he took off his coat and sat in front of Qi Fei wearing only a T-shirt.

"The surveillance system of Huantai Residential District was tampered with. The real-time surveillance footage was replaced with footage from a few days ago. We found professionals to check and found that someone logged into the system to set it up. The person who logged into the system needed a key. We asked the property management. Just last week, the surveillance system of Huantai Residential District had a problem, and you actively proposed to repair it. That failure shouldn't have been an accident, right?" Qi Fei said, having placed Lin Yu's photo in front of Chen Zhuo. "Do you know this person?"

After Chen Zhuo finished looking, he shook his head blankly: "Who is this? I don't know him at all."

Qi Fei furrowed his brows slightly. Based on his experience, he knew with regret that the possibility of Chen Zhuo's reaction being disguised was very small—he really didn't seem to know Lin Yu.

"Then what about the surveillance footage? Did you replace it?" Qi Fei asked directly.

Unexpectedly, Chen Zhuo was surprisingly frank: "I might have misoperated, but this isn't against the law, right?"

Qi Fei looked at Chen Zhuo, feeling a bit angry. Before walking into the interrogation room, this engineer had already thought of all the countermeasures.

"What's wrong? You called me over just to ask about the surveillance?" Chen Zhuo was confident enough to ask back.

"Your 'misoperation' made us lose the opportunity to find the real killer. Three days ago, the person in the photo fell to his death. We have reason to suspect that this was not an accident," Qi Fei said coldly.

"That definitely wasn't me. I wasn't even in Nancheng," Chen Zhuo said immediately.

"I heard that you actively proposed to replace your colleague on a business trip. Perhaps you knew long ago that something would happen to Lin Yu and deliberately arranged an alibi for yourself."

"Ha, this officer, you have to speak with logic. No matter the reason for my business trip, it doesn't change the fact that I wasn't in Nancheng. I can't kill someone from a distance, right?"

Qi Fei knew he was right, and he also knew that he currently had no evidence.

After some questioning without results, they could only release Chen Zhuo.

In the corridor, Chen Zhuo brushed past Zhong Kui.

"Stop." Zhong Kui's clear voice rang out in the corridor.

Chen Zhuo froze in place. After a while, Zhong Kui appeared in his line of sight.

"Who are you?" Chen Zhuo didn't know Zhong Kui, just vaguely feeling that she had an unsettling aura.

Zhong Kui's clear eyes stared directly at Chen Zhuo's face for a long time without speaking.

That gaze made Chen Zhuo feel terrified, and he stammered: "I, we don't seem to know each other. What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at a doll," Zhong Kui said suddenly, then the corners of her mouth raised. "Interesting. How did he persuade you to agree to this transaction?"

After Chen Zhuo finished listening, his already bloodless face turned pale instantly, and he couldn't say a word.

Zhong Kui laughed: "Scared just like this? That shouldn't be."

Chen Zhuo's hands trembled as he pushed his glasses, suddenly realizing that he didn't need to talk to this strange woman, and hurriedly bypassed her.

But Zhong Kui blocked his way relentlessly and suddenly made a strange request: "I really like this T-shirt of yours. Can you give it to me?"

I don't know why, but Chen Zhuo, who heard this request, was terrified, wanting to speak but stopping, but in the end, he said nothing.

Zhong Kui seemed very proud, leaned close to his ear, and whispered: "Do as I say, and I will let you go."

Chen Zhuo was so scared that he couldn't care about the embarrassment. He took off his T-shirt in a mess and handed it to Zhong Kui, put on his coat, and ran away as if fleeing, without even looking back.

All of this was seen by Qi Fei, who couldn't help but step forward and ask Zhong Kui curiously: "What doll, what transaction? What were you and Chen Zhuo talking about?"

Zhong Kui still stared at Chen Zhuo's departing back: "He is the reason I came down the mountain."

"Hmm?" Qi Fei was surprised and also disappointed.

How could these escape Zhong Kui's eyes? She glanced at him and smiled wickedly: "What? Disappointed to the point that you don't even continue to ask why I would know Chen Zhuo?"

"How could he be related to Zizai Shan?" Qi Fei asked sourly.

Zhong Kui took out a piece of paper. Qi Fei took it and looked at it, feeling confused: "What is this?"

I saw a set of inexplicable arc lines on the paper. But this method of passing information using letter paper couldn't help but make Qi Fei think of Xi He. Could it be that he appeared again?

Zhong Kui seemed to be able to read his inner monologue and said: "Did you also think of that person?"

"I don't understand. What does this have to do with Chen Zhuo?"

"Because of his T-shirt," Zhong Kui said.

"T-shirt?" Qi Fei was confused. His gaze fell on the clothes in Zhong Kui's hand. In his view, it was just an ordinary piece of clothing.

Zhong Kui seemed disappointed and threw the clothes into Qi Fei's hands: "Idiot, ponder it slowly yourself." After speaking, she left gracefully.

Returning to the office, Qi Fei laid Chen Zhuo's T-shirt flat on the table with the front facing up.

This was a white T-shirt with some patterns printed on the front, colorful lines, intermittent, very abstract.

Qi Fei glanced at the letter paper placed on the side, which also had lines that people couldn't understand.

"Could it be..." He seemed to understand something. He placed the letter paper on the T-shirt and suddenly discovered the problem. He grabbed the pen on the side excitedly, compared the direction of the lines on the letter paper, and filled in the corresponding missing positions on the T-shirt. As the lines were connected one by one, a pattern that made him tremble appeared on the T-shirt—it was that long-lost monster, Xi He's monster, which was actually hidden on Chen Zhuo's clothes.

However, when Qi Fei finished the last stroke, the monster was still missing a part. ===== CHAPTER 299 =====