Xiao Qi stared stiffly at Xiao Jingchen, entwining "Jingchen, you've actually learned to tell lies too?"

  Xiao Jing's eyes widened slightly, her eyebrows inverted, and her eyes bulged out in a circle. Her mouth pouted unpleasantly as she said, "I didn't lie."

  "But big brother said all these things you didn't say." Xiao Qi said with a clear conscience and confidence.

  "You didn't ask." Little Jing said with a straight face.

  Many young people: "......" So, they were actually played by this silly and cute natural black girl, right? Flip the table!

  Looking at his brothers' twisted and distorted faces, with a mixture of anger and regret, Bai Xuchen burst out laughing in a very unkind manner. He finally somewhat understood what his younger uncle meant, Jingchen's sister was indeed slowly evolving, now she could even unconsciously lead people into trouble.

  In principle, Xiaojingchen didn't lie, it's just that some key parts weren't asked by the youngsters, so she didn't take the initiative to say them. It seems that in the future, interrogating Xiaojingchen can be developed into a scientific theory for slow research and summary, haha!

  The "Jianghu Kill" league, thanks to the help of Xiao Jingchen's relatives, Bai Xuchen and Bai Xichen successfully advanced, while other young people were directly eliminated due to absence. For a time, the White family's mansion was shrouded in resentment, making Grandpa White feel like there was a ghostly spirit stuck to his back when he played ancient-style Weiqi with Xiao Jingchen, as if someone was staring at him from behind.

  In fact, Grandpa Bai really has a spirit behind him, and there's more than one. It's just that those resentful spirits are all hiding in the big study room making voodoo dolls and slapping soles, so the cursed grandfather didn't see them.

  Ding dong —— ding dong ——

  The doorbell suddenly rang, and Grandpa Bai and Xiao Jingchen looked at each other. The old man calmly lowered his head to continue studying the chessboard, while Xiao Jingchen blinked in confusion, not understanding the meaning of the doorbell - because there was no doorbell installed in the White family's home!

  The doorbell rang for over a minute before Old Lady White slowly emerged from the kitchen, wiping her hands and muttering to herself. "Who could this be at such a late hour?"

  As soon as the door opened, two men were standing outside, one of whom showed his ID. "I'm Song Qing from the Criminal Investigation Brigade, is Bai Xuchen in?"

  Bai Nainai was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Oh, wait a minute... Xiaochen, come down, someone is looking for you." After that, she went back to the kitchen on her own, completely unbothered by why the criminal investigation team would be looking for her grandson. It has to be said, when it comes to raising children, Bai Yeye and Bai Nainai are incredibly proud.

  "Oh." Bai Xuchen responded loudly, and after a while, he came down from upstairs. Seeing the two men at the door, he was slightly startled and asked, "I'm Bai Xuchen, what's going on?"

  The man flashed his ID again "Criminal Investigation Brigade Song Qing, want to ask if you know this person?"

  Song Qing took out a photo, the man in the photo was almost unrecognizable, but his features were still visible. Bai Xuchen's eyes widened in shock, he of course recognized the man in the photo, who had been involved in a bloody fight over a wallet just yesterday. However, judging from the photo, it seemed that the man was already dead. But Bai Xuchen was certain that when he left yesterday, the man was only knocked unconscious, although he had been beaten up badly by the thugs and might have broken a few bones, there were no fatal injuries.

  In an instant, Bai Xuzhen's mind had turned several bends, and he said warmly, "I don't know him, but he had some conflict with us yesterday."

  Song Qing and his colleague exchanged a glance, saying "Can you tell me?"

  Bai Xuchen nodded, recounting the cause, process and result of the theft incident thoroughly, almost without missing a single word. Of course, the part about Xiao Jingchen was downplayed as much as possible. His mother, Qiao Lan, had once taught him that when dealing with criminal cases, he should not hide anything during the first interrogation, and within the allowed scope, try to shift some of the suspicion onto himself.

  Because when you have a suspicious but unclear suspicion, the police's job is to find evidence to clear your suspicion. If you hide something from the beginning and make yourself look like the most innocent one, then once the police discover that you hid facts related to the case, they will inevitably list you as the first suspect. At this time, their job is to find evidence to prove your guilt. Of course, if the guilt cannot be proven, it can also clear your suspicion.

  The end result of both seems to be the same, but in this process, the mentality of the detectives handling the case will be completely different.

  Different mentalities will have different effects, Bai Xuchen is very clear about what is most beneficial for himself.

  After listening to Bai Xuchen's statement without any subjective consciousness, Song Qing looked at him with a suspicious gaze. "So, you had a grudge against the deceased?"

  Bai Xuchen shrugged and curled his lip, "The one who got beaten up was him, the one who suffered a loss was also him, and the one who needs to take revenge is still him. If you must say that I crossed the line, shouldn't it be more reasonable for me to have been killed by him? Can I ask what his cause of death was?"

  Song Qing hesitated for a moment before saying, "The heart was pierced by a sharp object and killed with one blow."

  Bai Xuchen furrowed his brow, "Yesterday we indeed had a conflict, but I didn't touch him with even one finger. Those hoodlums used baseball bats and iron rods to beat people, it's possible to have bruises and broken bones, but piercing the heart... that's too fantastical."

  "Where were you between 5 and 7 yesterday afternoon?" another policeman suddenly asked.

  Bai Xuchen thought for a moment, "I should have been treated in the hospital." He gestured to his mouth and face wounds. "After treating my injuries, I went home by subway and arrived at 7 o'clock."

  There are surveillance cameras in the subway station, and there are also cameras at the entrance of Fengyun Villa, as well as security guards, so his alibi can be clearly verified.

  The two detectives nodded "Thank you for your cooperation, if necessary, we will come to find you again."

  Bai Xuchen smiled and said, "It's okay, helping the police crack down on crime is a duty that every citizen should fulfill. I hope to be of some help to you."

  After sending away the police, Bai Xucheng couldn't smile anymore. Yesterday when they left, Han Deming was still alive. The time of death revealed by the police should be between 5 pm and 7 pm, which means that after he and Xiao Jingchen left, someone sneaked into the alley and killed Han De.

  Although the buildings on both sides of the alley are high-rise, they have been abandoned for many years, just like that factory. The place is so desolate that even birds don't want to go there, and it's completely impossible to find any witnesses. It seems that except for the murderer, Bai Xuchen should be the last person to see Han De alive.

  The next morning, the two policemen appeared again at the entrance of the Bai family home, accompanied by another two police officers in uniform. Song Qing showed his ID and said, "Bai Xuchen, you are suspected of plotting to murder Han De, please come with us."

  Bai Xuchen was completely stunned, what kind of situation is this? ??

  The police wouldn't give him time to react and took him away directly. Old Man Bai was so angry that his face turned green.

  In the interrogation room of the criminal police brigade, Song Qing slammed a folder in front of Bai Xuchen. "Bai Xuchen, we thought you were just a student and trusted you, but you deceived us! We checked the surveillance videos at the hospital and subway, and asked your friends, they said they met up with you at 5:40 at the Sixth Street bus stop. Those sixteen thugs, when interrogated separately, all confirmed that they left the alley around 5 o'clock. From 5 to 5:40, you had a full 40 minutes without an alibi, and this time coincides exactly with the time of the victim's murder! Bai Xuchen, what else do you have to say?"

  Bai Xuchen muttered to himself, he thought he somewhat understood the look on his little sister's face when she listened to them talking, this was simply a heavenly book, wasn't it? He unconsciously flipped through the file folder, and inside were indeed all records of interrogations of those young hooligans and the boys who played games together.

  Song Qing slammed his fist on the table, "We found fibers from Han De's clothes on your shoes, and you still say you didn't touch him? Bai Xucheng, you'd better confess honestly. Why did you kill Han De?"

  The fibers on his shoes... Bai Xuchen suddenly remembered that after those little rascals left, he had lightly kicked Han De!!!

  Bai Xuchen pushed away the file folder and no longer wore a gentle and elegant mask. He leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms, and looked up at Song Qing's angry gaze with a lazy tone, saying "Sorry, I'm a minor, there's no lawyer present, I won't say anything."

  Song Qing was indignant, but also helpless, Bai Xuzhen was only fifteen years old, he didn't want to say anything, they were completely powerless.

  An hour later, the lawyer that Bai Xuchen was waiting for appeared. As soon as the door to the interrogation room opened, Bai Xuchen immediately smiled and waved his paws, "Second Auntie, you're running a bit late!"

  Zhuo Mei wore a fitted professional suit, her long hair was neatly combed back, with a serious expression that made her look like the legendary Extinction Master. She pushed up her beautiful gold-rimmed glasses, gave Bai Xuzhen a cold glance, then sat down beside him, took out a recorder and placed it on the table, and said to the police who followed in, "You can ask now."

  Song Qing sat with two other colleagues opposite Er Bao and his nephew, looking at the recorder pen with some displeasure "What do you mean by this?"

  Zhuo Mei's back was straight, her clothes were neat and tidy, she sat upright with her eyes fixed on Song Qing: "My client is still a minor, I have the duty to protect his legitimate rights."

  "Does his rights include the entire recording of the interrogation process? This is an illegal operation." Song Qing stared coldly at Zhuo Mei, but Zhuo Mei was not moved at all. She pushed her glasses and said seriously "Are you sure you want to discuss this issue with me? To be honest, I am more familiar with Huaxia's laws than you are."

  Song Qing: "......" His colleague beside him patted him lightly, and he had no choice but to tolerate Zhuo Mei's recording action.

  Song Qing threw the folder in front of Bai Xuchen again, suppressing his anger and gritting his teeth. "Those thugs left the alley at five o'clock. Your friend met you at the six street bus stop at 5:40. Can you explain what you were doing during these forty minutes?"