Tao Min looked at the two policemen in front of her, and she picked up her thermos on the table and unscrewed it, and took a sip: "Scarf? That's right, Li Wenjing gave me a scarf before, and I liked that scarf very much, but later I gave it to her. Because I couldn't take her things, I knew why she gave me the scarf, but I couldn't do that."

Huang Meng narrowed her eyes: "Why? In fact, she just wanted to let Liu Bai take her as a student through you. Her basic skills in vocal music were not bad. I think such a student would not insult Liu Bai's reputation, right?"

Tao Min smiled bitterly: "You are right. She not only has basic skills, but she can even say that her basic skills are very solid. She also has the talent of singing. This is not only me, but even Lao Liu thinks so. But Lao Liu values ​​character more. He thinks that Li Wenjing is like Xie Changqing, who is eager for quick success and instant benefits and can do anything for fame. Before, she was under Xie Changqing's disciple, and her relationship with Xie Changqing was a bit complicated, which is why Lao Liu could not accept her. I would naturally help her with her things, but Lao Liu said that, so I naturally had nothing to say, right?"

Tao Min's words were just right, and Fu Hong and Huang Meng couldn't say anything.

"Where is Mr. Liu?" Huang Meng asked casually.

Tao Min replied: "There is something happening in the studio. I have been delayed too much during this period. No matter what, the studio is still there, and there are still some people waiting for him to arrange work."

Fu Hong said: "How is your relationship with Li Wenjing?"

"It's okay. We thought before that, as Xie Changqing's student, Xie Changqing had communicated with me to see if she could record a song and post a compilation for her. At first she came up with a solo album, and she didn't think it was very meaningful to produce a compilation with other singers. This girl is not old, but she is not young."

Fu Hong said: "This girl is really capable and can get along with you and Liang Lan at the same time."

Tao Min looked at Fu Hong, and she was wondering if Fu Hong's words mean something. However, Fu Hong looked calm, as if this sentence was also an unintentional statement.

Tao Min said: "This is normal. If you have to have a certain connection in this circle, you must have your own connections. Moreover, Lincheng's circle is not big. To put it bluntly, Lincheng's several famous musicians and musicians, and none of them are students of Mr. Wang. Most of them are brothers and sisters. Xie Changqing is the best one. When he was still alive, he never regarded himself as a benchmark in Lincheng's music industry. His popularity is greater than his teacher. There are many people like Li Wenjing who depend on him, and Li Wenjing is doing well."

Fu Hong and Huang Meng really don’t have much understanding of the literary and artistic circles, but they also have such an inherent view in their thoughts, that is, this circle is really messy. Many people can do everything in order to be successful, selling their bodies or even selling their souls.

"I heard you like collecting scarves?"

"Yes, it's my personal little habit. Just like some people like to collect coins, some people like to collect stamps, sparks, etc. I just like all kinds of silk scarves. I think silk scarves can make a woman more agile." She smiled.

Fu Hong looked at Huang Meng: "Since that's the case, let's go."

Huang Meng responded and stood up, but he seemed to think of something: "When did you return the scarf to Li Wenjing?"

"It's the afternoon of the 13th, that is, the afternoon of the day when Liang Lan had an accident."

"Why do you remember so clearly?"

"I didn't remember it so clearly, but after Liang Lan's accident, I was deeply impressed by you. But I didn't expect that this case was related to that scarf."

Huang Meng had nothing to ask this time and followed Fu Hong to leave Liu Bai's house.

"How is it? It's just a matter of answering. If you say that they have never asked for confessions in advance, I won't believe it." Huang Meng said indignantly.

Fu Hong smiled slightly: "What's so annoying about this? This also shows a problem, that is, their relationship with Li Wenjing is indeed not simple."

Huang Meng nodded: "Captain Fu, I want to go to Song Yinghong's old house again."

"Oh?" Fu Hong was a little confused, why he had to touch Song Yinghong's old house again.

Huang Meng said: "We have been looking for the person Li Wenjing said that coughed twice outside and scared the murderer away. However, the residents around him asked him all, and there was no such person at all. His old house was very remote, and almost no one passed by that place on weekdays. Why did someone pass by at that time and accidentally helped scare the murderer away? Intuition told me that Li Wenjing must be lying, and I want to find evidence of her lying."

"Okay, if you say that, I'll go with you. If it can be confirmed that Li Wenjing is lying, then the next thing will be easier."

There is still a seal on Song Yinghong's house, and the cordons drawn by the police are still there.

Fu Hong and Huang Meng arrived at the door, Huang Meng gently unveiled the seal, and the two walked in and looked around first. In fact, they had checked countless times at the beginning, and there was no useful clue.

"Captain Fu, stay in the house." Huang Meng left the house and closed the door.

Fu Hong shook his head with a wry smile. He had guessed what Huang Meng wanted to do. Huang Meng wanted to do a test.

Then, the door opened: "Captain Fu, can you hear me coughing hard outside just now?"

The smile on Fu Hong's face disappeared, and he looked at Huang Meng: "Have you coughed?"

"Yes, I coughed twice very hard."

After saying that, Huang Meng closed the door again, but he was still outside. He shouted loudly: "Captain Fu, open the door!"

This time Fu Hong heard it, but the sound was very small and there was some urn, which shows that the sound insulation effect of this house is very good.

The door was opened by Huang Meng again: "Did you hear me calling to open the door? I screamed loudly!"

Fu Hong nodded, but he looked thoughtful.

Huang Meng looked at Fu Hong: "What's wrong?"

Fu Hong raised his head and said, "You are right. Li Wenjing is lying. The sound insulation of this room is very good. You can't hear the sound of coughing at all. But I heard the sound of you asking me to open the door, but it was very quiet, and there was a bit of a muffled sound. If you didn't listen carefully, you really couldn't hear it."

Huang Meng smiled on his face: "I just now coughed loudly at the door and you can't hear it. Li Wenjing said that the sound of pedestrians coughing outside shocked the murderer away. She was obviously lying. The murderer did not kill her not because there was movement outside, but because the murderer knew her. It was even possible that she and the murderer were in the same group. She said that Song Yinghong asked her to come, but it was very likely that she had made Song Yinghong's appointment here, with the purpose of killing people to silence her."

Fu Hong nodded: "It seems we have to meet Li Wenjing again."

They did not go to Li Wenjing's house directly, but Fu Hong called Li Wenjing and asked her to come to the Municipal Bureau Criminal Police Team by herself. Li Wenjing came at around 2:00 in the afternoon.

She was also very nervous when she received Fu Hong's call. She didn't know why Fu Hong asked her to come to the bureau. If the police had any questions before, they would call her, or go to her home to inquire. It was the first time she would let herself come to the bureau.

For some reason, when she walked into the police station and saw some policemen in uniforms coming in and out, she felt a little uneasy and a little panicked.

Huang Meng had been waiting for her for a long time. When she saw her coming, she showed a smile on her face: "Ms. Li, we're meeting again."

Huang Meng's smile made Li Wenjing feel even more nervous. Huang Meng's attitude towards him has always been unfriendly. His sudden change in his attitude is definitely not a good thing.

"Officer Huang, I don't know what's wrong with calling me? I still have my own things to do this afternoon." Li Wenjing said with a sedative attitude and looked at Huang Meng.

Huang Meng said lightly: "Of course there is something wrong with asking you to come, otherwise would you invite you to have tea and chat here? We have a lot of things and don't have that time to spare."

Li Wenjing followed Huang Meng to an inquiry room, and Huang Meng pointed to a chair opposite: "Sit there."

Li Wenjing hesitated for a moment and sat down. Although she was very reluctant to sit on this chair, she still sat down. She had to think about why the police called her and what happened.

"You can wait here first, and come over when Team Fu finishes his work."

After Huang Meng said that, he ignored Li Wenjing and left her there, walked to the door and lit a cigarette.

Li Wenjing felt a little uncomfortable at this moment, but her face was very calm, so she simply took out her phone and started playing.

About ten minutes later, before Fu Hong came, Li Wenjing could not stay silent: "Hey, what do you mean? I said, I still have very important things to do. If you have nothing to ask, I will leave."

As she said that, she grabbed her bag and was really ready to leave.

Huang Meng said coldly: "Stay quietly, where do you think this is your home?"

Li Wenjing really shocked Huang Meng like this. Although Huang Meng has always treated her like a nail, she has never bared her teeth like now. Just when Li Wenjing was thinking about how to deal with Huang Meng, Fu Hong finally came. He smiled on his face: "Ms. Li, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Sorry, there was an important meeting in the bureau that was delayed. Sit, sit down, let's start immediately. Hey, Xiao Huang, why don't you pour Miss Li a glass of water?"

Then Huang Meng reluctantly poured a glass of water from other offices and placed it in front of Li Wenjing: "You do need a glass of water."

Li Wenjing didn't understand what Huang Meng meant.

Fu Hong and Huang Meng sat down opposite her. At this moment, Li Wenjing felt like a prisoner being interrogated, especially the eight big words "Frankness and lenientness" and "resistance and strictness" were posted on the wall, which made her feel even more uncomfortable.

"Captain Fu, what are you? Are you interrogating?" Li Wenjing expressed her dissatisfaction.

Fu Hong explained: "Miss Li, don't worry first. We have something very important to re-verify when we come to you."

Li Wenjing's face was angry, she was protesting against the police in this way to deal with her.

Fu Hong glanced at Huang Meng: "You come on."

Huang Meng then stared at Li Wenjing's face: "Li Wenjing, at the scene of Song Yinghong's murder that day, you said that the murderer was originally planning to kill you, because there were pedestrians passing by on the road outside. He heard the sound of pedestrians coughing and scared the murderer away, right?"

"Yes, is there any problem?" Li Wenjing breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that they were asking this question and answered casually.

"You are lying!" Huang Meng slapped the table and stood up all of a sudden. He walked to Li Wenjing. Li Wenjing, who was sitting, suddenly felt the pressure, but she didn't know what Huang Meng meant to say that she was lying. Could it be that the police had found something?

Huang Meng said: "If Song Yinghong's old house is closed, he will not hear the movement outside at all. We went to the scene to take a look today. The road outside is about seven or eight meters away from the house. Not to mention a coughing sound, even yelling in the house can't hear it. How could that passerby scare the murderer away?"

Li Wenjing was stunned. Is the sound insulation effect of the house so good? Why don’t I know?

But she thought again, would Huang Meng and the others be cheating on her? This is a common trick used by the police, and the policeman named Huang Meng seemed to have always been inconsistent with him, so he would bite him to the point.

"How is that possible?" Li Wenjing bit her lips, looking like a duck's mouth was hard.

"How is it possible? It seems that you don't believe it. It's okay. Then we will do what you believe, but now you have to honestly explain why you are lying, who is the murderer, what does it have to do with you, and is Song Yinghong's death a murder?"

Huang Meng asked several questions in one breath, and each question made Li Wenjing frightened.
Chapter completed!