Liang Mengzhu was a little confused and didn't understand why Liu Jianfeng suddenly wanted to apply for a card at this time, and even grabbed Manager Li who was in a hurry to leave.

Others dispersed in twos and threes. After all, there was a dead body in front of them. Even though they were colleagues, they would inevitably feel frightened and unlucky.

In the blink of an eye, Liang Mengzhu was left alone. This place was at the root of a mountain, and it was far away. It would take some time for the police and doctors to arrive.

Let her guard the body by herself, Liang Mengzhu couldn't help but feel a little hairy, and then took a closer look at the surrounding environment, especially the oil stains.

If you step forward and step on the accelerator, you will feel like your foot is in the air and you are unable to exert force. You should fall forward, but the skid marks will be backwards.

Only the toes of the deceased's feet were stained with oil. He must have stepped on them when he landed, causing him to lose his footing and slip. He should definitely have fallen backwards.

However, there are no absolutes in the world, and this alone is not enough evidence, let alone proving that this is murder.

After carefully looking at the surrounding environment, no clues could be found. Seeing that the deceased's face had turned from blue-gray to blue-black, Liang Mengzhu was a little scared and simply walked out of the room.

In the manager's room diagonally opposite, Manager Li was introducing the membership system to Liu Jianfeng: "Sir, our memberships are divided into levels. The lowest level can only play on weekends. Not only is there a time limit, but the supply of bullets is also limited.

The second one can come at any time, but there are still restrictions.

There are no restrictions at the highest level, but the fee is relatively high, with an annual membership fee of 300,000 yuan."

"It's the highest level. Since you're playing, you have to have fun." Liu Jianfeng said without hesitation. At the same time, he took out a cigarette and said, "Can I smoke? Smoking is forbidden everywhere here."

"Yes, yes, after all, there is gunpowder, so it's better to be careful. But I can smoke here. After all, I often need to receive distinguished customers like you." Manager Li said with a smile, and pushed over a very square glass ashtray.

It's a very strong one. There are some cigarette butts inside. Liu Jianfeng can help himself.

Liu Jianfeng looked at the ashtray, took the cigarette but did not light it, but asked: "Is the Jinrui company that came before a customer?"

"Oh? Sir, do you also know Mr. Jin?" Manager Li asked in surprise.

"I've heard of him, but I don't know him. It would be great if I could get to know Mr. Jin here." Liu Jianfeng said.

Manager Li completely understood what Liu Jianfeng said, and he had the same mentality as he was trying to make friends with the customers here. He immediately said: "To be honest, Mr. Jin is my boss."

"Really? How did I hear that Mr. Jin is engaged in the antique business?" Liu Jianfeng asked.

"That's right, Mr. Jin is in the antique business. Strictly speaking, he should be my boss's boss. Mr. Jin invested here, but he only holds shares and does not manage it. He just played here for a while, and I heard that he is going to

If you stay in Qinhai City for a while, you may come at any time." Manager Li said.

"Besides, do you have Mr. Jin's contact information? I hope Manager Li can let me know. I would like to contact him myself." Liu Jianfeng said as he took out 10,000 yuan in cash from his pocket. He had eaten it illegally in the hospital before.

Black, the dark money of the Logistics Director that was taken carelessly.

Manager Li's eyes lit up, and then he said regretfully: "Mr. Jin is so noble, there is no one I can contact, but I do have the contact information of Mr. Jin's assistant. If you are interested, sir..."

"Intentional, intentional, this personal

The assistant is like the general manager next to the emperor. He has a humble but powerful position and is a key figure." Liu Jianfeng said as he took out another 10,000 yuan in cash.

Manager Li was immediately moved and quickly told Liu Jianfeng the number. He smiled and asked for the money. Who would have thought that Liu Jianfeng put the money into his pocket again.

"Sir, you are..." Manager Li was a little confused. It was so boring to play tricks like this.

Who would have thought that Liu Jianfeng said calmly: "Mr. Li, don't worry, I have another question. As long as you answer it, I will get as much money as you want. It is inexhaustible."

"What's the problem?" Manager Li asked angrily.

"Why did you kill that Xiao Zhao?"

"What?" Before Manager Li could react, Liang Mengzhu had already pushed the door open and asked in surprise.

"Yeah, what are you talking about? Who should I kill?" Manager Li was furious.

"Because it's full of loopholes." Liu Jianfeng said with a look of hatred for steel: "The deceased only had oil on his toes, but he fell forward. This is fucking unscientific.

Of course it is possible to fall forward, but it must be done by stepping on the oil with the entire sole of the foot, and then exerting force to walk forward. Only when your foot slips will you fall forward.

But the dead man only had oil on his toes, and the skidding mark was still in the forward direction, so he would definitely fall backwards.

In fact, this is very easy to prove. As long as the forensic doctor comes and compares the marks on the corner of the table with the wound on the forehead of the deceased, we can draw a conclusion."

Manager Li was stunned for a moment, his face changed again and again, and he pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

Liang Mengzhu also looked at Liu Jianfeng in surprise, and heard him say: "Since the cause of death of the deceased was not an accident or slipping on oil, then that may not be the scene of the first crime. It is possible that someone made it look like the deceased died in an accident.

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It's a coincidence that your place has strict management and surveillance everywhere. Because there are weapons, smoking is completely prohibited.

But I'm still addicted to smoking. I couldn't hold it back just now, so I walked to the security guard post at the door and wanted to smoke a cigarette there. But guess what, the two security guards were hiding in the monitoring room and watching the surveillance video.

It was said that when Mr. Jin Rui came just now, there were several very beautiful girls in the entourage, all wearing white-collar suits and short skirts. Their beautiful legs in stockings made them unforgettable, so they went back to watch the video and watch more.

It just so happened that in the video I was watching this time, I saw a special situation of your manager Li.

When Mr. Jin and others first arrived, you went several hundred meters away from the gate to greet them, and then brought them in, serving them thoughtfully and diligently.

It’s just that after a while, you suddenly left their team. This was so strange. Your immediate boss, the big boss, came and you didn’t follow him around. How could you leave midway?

And there is a small detail in this process, that is, you looked at your phone, received a message, and then left after reading it.

I think you are the one who killed me at this time!"

Manager Li's face was pale, with cold sweat on his forehead, but he glared and said angrily: "That's nonsense. I went to personally arrange the shooting range and firearms for Mr. Li. Naturally, I have to bring out the best to entertain the boss."

"Haha, I'm afraid you were using the ashtray in front of me to entertain the deceased Xiao Zhao." Liu Jianfeng said with a smile.

"What?" Manager Li was shocked and looked at the ashtray subconsciously.

Liang Mengzhu also followed his gaze. The square glass ashtray looked solid and thick. There were more than a dozen scattered cigarette butts inside. At first glance, he didn't think anything of it. But when he took a closer look, Liang Mengzhu's eyes suddenly widened.

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"Where's the cigarette ashes?" Liang Mengzhu said in surprise.

"Haha..." Liu Jianfeng suddenly laughed: "Look, our Officer Liang has noticed it. Since there are more than a dozen cigarette butts in the ashtray, there must at least be scattered ash. But look at this ashtray.

, clean as if it had been poured.

So I can conclude that this ashtray was the real weapon that killed the deceased. You don’t have to think about making excuses. The forensic doctor will naturally prove this after checking the wounds.

And there is another piece of evidence, which is still a surveillance video. After you briefly left Mr. Jin and his group, you appeared again in the surveillance about twenty minutes later, and you actually changed your clothes.

You are not a woman. As for changing your clothes to entertain the boss in the middle of the trip, besides, you know that when the boss comes, you will naturally tidy up your appearance. The previous set of clothes was the cleanest and neatest, so why do you need to change another one?

There is only one answer, and that is that the previous clothes were stained with blood, the blood of the deceased Xiao Zhao!"

Liu Jianfeng's tone changed from slow to fast, his voice from low to high, and his expression changed from relaxed to serious. A fierce look appeared on his resolute face, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife. Looking at Manager Li who was sweating violently, he suddenly said

He slammed the table and shouted like a thunderbolt: "You are the murderer!"

Manager Li was horrified. He fell from the chair to the ground with a thud, like an eggplant beaten by frost, but his eyes were chattering.

Liang Mengzhu didn't expect that he was the murderer. When he saw him like this, he immediately stepped forward.

Unexpectedly, Manager Li, who seemed speechless and had confessed his crime, suddenly became furious. He even took out a pistol from his arms, pointed it at Liu Jianfeng, and was about to shoot decisively and fiercely.

However, before Liu Jianfeng could move, Liang Mengzhu next to him took action.

Liu Jianfeng's step-by-step testimony made Manager Li collapse, and at the same time he was full of hatred for him. However, Liang Mengzhu was a woman, so he ignored Liang Mengzhu, who was closer to him, and was preoccupied with dealing with Liu Jianfeng.

Liang Mengzhu stepped forward, fearless even in the face of a pistol. He grabbed Manager Li's wrist and pushed it upward. At the same time, a gunshot rang out and the bullet hit the ceiling.

Liang Mengzhu succeeded with one blow, pinched the opponent's wrist, turned around and pushed down Manager Li's gun-holding arm, and at the same time pushed her own shoulder upward...

There was a crunching sound, and Manager Li's arm was suddenly broken into two pieces. The pistol fell out of his hands and screams began. Liang Mengzhu learned how to use it and it was a worthwhile trip.

Manager Li was lying on the ground with his arms folded, roaring in pain. Maybe it was because he had just killed someone, and his anger was still lingering. He stared at Liu Jianfeng and Liu Jianfeng with a ferocious look on his face, as if he wanted to remember their appearance in the future.

Want revenge.

Liu Jianfeng looked at the pistol that fell at his feet and said: "Hey, you are just stealing. This is probably the reason why you killed Xiao Zhao..."

As he spoke, Liu Jianfeng picked up the pistol on the ground, took a closer look, and was shocked: "No, this is a counterfeit product, but all the pistols used in your shooting range are regular licensed pistols with batch numbers. How could there be counterfeit products?"
Chapter completed!