I am a super cop

Chapter 902 Confuse the concept of time
Storing a treasure in an office safe is problematic in itself, and it's a museum.

Although Gu Chen is not a professional museum administrator, he can also see that there are still loopholes in it.

At the very least, there are no cameras installed inside or outside the office, which is pretty telling in itself.

According to the security guard, it is only temporarily stored in the safe in the office, and then put the items in the display cabinet after the museum is closed, which is far-fetched.

What's more, Director Bao knew that there were items to be exhibited in the safe in the office, and he still met friends in the office privately, which was totally against the rules.

Gu Chen doesn't think about other issues for now, but as far as this point is concerned, Gu Chen feels that the curator himself has a problem.

Looking at Director Bao who fell to the ground, Gu Chen turned his head and asked the security guard: "Is Director Bao only meeting one person here today?"

"Yes, that's Mr. Liao." Uncle Security said.

Gu Chen glanced at Lu Weiwei beside her.

Lu Weiwei understood immediately, and hurriedly said, "I'll call him over."

Not long after, Liao Fan was taken to the office and looked at everyone in confusion.

Before Gu Chen came here, he was asked about the situation by Lu Weiwei, but this time, he wanted to say it again in front of Gu Chen.

"Mr. Liao Fan, can you tell me about your situation with Deputy Director Bao?" Gu Chen asked.

"Yes." Liao Fan nodded silently, looked at the dead body of his old friend, and said sadly: "I was assigned by the head office to come to Jiangnan City with our team to discuss cooperation projects with a team of screenwriters."

"It was originally arranged to meet this morning, but I ran into an old friend at the gate of the High-speed Railway Hotel, that is, Director Bao. We met once at the cultural relics exhibition in Shanghai, so we are familiar with each other."

"So you gave up meeting with the screenwriter team and chose to chat with Director Bao, right?" Gu Chen asked again.

Liao Fan nodded silently: "That's right."

Gu Chen crossed his hands in front of his chest, and after a few seconds of silence, he raised his head and asked him: "Then, can I understand that you put aside important cooperation projects and choose to catch up with old friends? Things are more important than the cooperation project you are about to discuss?"

Why did Gu Chen ask such a question?Because Gu Chen had contact with He Xiaofan's screenwriting team at that time, he probably understood the importance of this project.

It can be said that for this kind of large-scale project cooperation, at least the negotiating partners of both parties should be present.

And from Gu Chen's point of view, the production team made a special trip from Shanghai to Jiangnan City, showing enough sincerity, at least hoping to reach a cooperation.

However, what makes people feel strange is that, as an important member of the production team, the literary planner of the industry leader, when he was about to start negotiations with the cooperation team, he temporarily chose not to attend because he met an old friend who had nothing to do with the industry Negotiations with co-op teams, which are problematic in and of themselves.

Of course, Liao Fan is also a smart person. From Gu Chen's words, he could tell that he doubted himself, so he replied with a light smile:

"Comrade police, I think you have misunderstood. Discussing cooperation matters with partners and reminiscing with old friends are not in conflict."

"And let me tell you the truth, because this screenwriting team was recommended to the company by another screenwriting team in Shanghai."

"That's why we have the endorsement of an excellent screenwriting team, and the screenwriting team in Jiangnan City's screenwriting achievements in their last play are obvious to all, so our company is very relieved."

"This time, I just came here to discuss the details, so even if I am absent, my team members can complete this negotiation independently, so this is not a conflict."

Liao Fan gave himself a very perfect explanation.

Of course, he was right.

If the company had long intended to cooperate with He Xiaofan's screenwriting team, then sending someone over to discuss the details of the contract would only be a formality.

But even with such an explanation, it can be seen from it that the exchange between Deputy Director Bao and Liao Fan is actually as important as discussing cooperation projects.

So Gu Chen asked again: "When did you and Director Bao first? Where and what did you discuss?"

"Uh, it was probably when our team first arrived at the hotel in the morning. After putting away our luggage, we were going to discuss cooperation details at the appointed location."

"Also in the lobby, I ran into Director Bao, so we chatted about our current situation."

After hesitating for a few seconds, Liao Fan looked up at Gu Chen: "Because the cooperation matters have already been discussed, I asked Wan Xiaojuan to take the others to the appointment first, and I will come later."

"But then curator Bao was too enthusiastic and talked for a long time. He never wanted me to go."

"I don't want you to go?" Lu Weiwei felt very surprised, and said in her heart that she is the deputy curator of a museum, and you are a literary planner of a production company.

Why should people pester you for a career that is out of reach?
Liao Fan seemed to see Lu Weiwei's concerns, so he said again: "Please don't get me wrong, Director Bao wanted to discuss the project with me, so we chatted for a long time in a tea bar near the High-speed Railway Hotel."

"What did you talk about?" Officer Wang asked.

"Just... some film and television drama projects about museums, because when we met in Shanghai before, I mentioned to him that our company may start a film and television drama project about cultural relics."

"That's why Director Bao proposed to me at that time that he wanted us to film in the Wanshan Museum. He wanted to promote the Wanshan Museum with the help of film and television dramas."

"Then how were you talking?" Gu Chen asked again.

Liao Fan shook his head: "At that time, I only made a verbal promise, but I didn't take it seriously. After all, you also know that the development and establishment of a film and television drama project is not something I can decide as a literary planner."

"All partners, including filming locations and sponsors, have to go through normal procedures, so I was just joking as the curator at the time, talking casually, so I promised verbally, but I didn't take it seriously."

Taking a deep breath, Liao Fan also put his hands in his trouser pockets, looking helpless: "But I didn't expect that Director Bao actually took it seriously."

"Although we left each other business cards and added WeChat friends at that time, it was quite unexpected to meet at the Jiangnan High-speed Railway Hotel today."

"Curator Bao made the previous request again, and wants to discuss the details with me."

Walking in front of Lu Weiwei and Police Officer Wang, Liao Fan also spread his hands and said helplessly: "Think about it, after all, I made a verbal promise last time. If I don't keep it, it's a bit unreasonable."

"But our company's film and television projects on cultural relics can't be started overnight, so I have to explain to him and explain our operation process."

"So today, curator Bao and I met until noon. After having a light meal outside, he warmly invited me to visit the Wanshan Museum, so I went."

"Then, you went to Wanshan Museum purely by accident?" Gu Chen stared into Liao Fan's eyes with burning eyes.

Liao Fan was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized, and replied with two hums: "That's right, I was just called over temporarily to take a look."

"The main reason is that Director Bao is too enthusiastic and wants me to take a look at the venue hardware of their museum, because he thinks that the Wanshan Museum is very suitable for our company to shoot, so I was invited to come and walk through the scene."

"What about the time? When did you come to Wanshan Museum?" Gu Chen also raised his head and asked him as he recorded everything in the notebook in his hand.

"Probably...after lunch, around 1 o'clock at noon."

"Around 1 o'clock?" Gu Chen frowned slightly, and continued to ask him: "Where did you go, and were there other people?"

"Well, just the two of us, he showed me around the museum and then went to the office for a drink."

"Because I was absent from the contact with the screenwriting team in the morning, I told Director Bao that I need to go back and discuss the project with the team members. After all, the company is still waiting for a reply in the afternoon, so it was around 1:20 noon. At that time, I left the Wanshan Museum.”

"Should we go directly to the High-speed Railway Hotel?" Lu Weiwei asked him.

Liao Fan nodded: "That's right, go back to the hotel directly, and then go to the banquet with the team members in the afternoon."

Glancing at Gu Chen, Liao Fan also approached, "Then he was at the restaurant with Officer Gu and his friends. Officer Gu can testify to that."

"I can testify that you were with us around 5 o'clock." Gu Chen was also seeking truth from facts.

However, Director Bao will only meet Liao Fan today.

If there is no proof that other people have been to Director Bao's office, then Liao Fan must be the number one suspect.

But does he have an alibi?

When entering the door, the cigar was lit, and according to Yuan Shasha's speculation, it should be around 5 pm when the cigarette was lit.

And during this period of time, Liao Fan was indeed at the restaurant with him, having dinner with He Xiaofan's screenwriting team.

It can be seen that Liao Fan can be ruled out.

"But why did the murderer light a cigar in the office? What's the point?" Gu Chen also looked at the cigar that was put back on the table, and couldn't help frowning.

"Based on common sense, after committing the crime, the murderer should first quickly take out the safe key from Director Bao, and then loot all the contents of the safe."

"After all, Wanshan Museum has security guards. The murderer is not stupid enough to smoke a cigar leisurely to steal?"

Thinking of this, Gu Chen felt more and more that there seemed to be something wrong with this cigar.

At this time, Gu Chen came to the dead curator Bao again, squatted down, and inspected the corpse of curator Bao.

But not long after, Gu Chen discovered something tricky from the location of Curator Bao's wound.

The wound... is not new, it appears to be a wound that was inflicted hours ago.

This made Gu Chen overjoyed.

"So, Director Bao was not killed at 5 pm?"

"And that lit cigar was just a cover-up for the murderer?"

"But why did the murderer do this? To confuse the time of the crime? How did the cigar be lit at around 5 pm?"

"Could it be that the murderer has to return to the curator's office again after committing the crime? Isn't he afraid of being discovered?"

Thinking of these, Gu Chen was a little confused.

According to the normal logic, the murderer transferred the stolen goods after committing the previous crime, and then returned to the curator's office and lit the cigar to prove to the police that the deceased Bao curator died at around 5 o'clock. in.

But the security of the museum can be proved. Everyone is on duty in the lobby and has never been to the curator's office.

These can be captured and retrieved through the surveillance in the hall outside the Wanshan Museum, and these security guards who are usually very clear about the internal security system of the museum will not be stupid enough to leave criminal traces on themselves.

However, judging from the situation at the scene, there were no traces of fighting in the office.

Look at Director Bao's body again. It is a big man with a strong body. It is impossible for ordinary people to fight him to the death easily.

It can be seen that the murderer must be someone who is very familiar with Director Bao and who is close at hand, and launched a surprise attack, and Director Bao was caught off guard.

Only this kind of condition can meet the condition of one-hit kill on the spot.

"It's not the security guard. The only person who visited at noon was Liao Fan, and the time when Liao Fan left the office was indeed closer to the time when Director Bao died."

"If the murderer is really Liao Fan, how did he prove that he was not at the scene when the crime happened? Could it be... a lit cigar?"

Gu Chen's eyes suddenly lit up, feeling that all the previous doubts seemed to become clear at this moment.

The various data streams in my mind seem to be constantly tumbling.

Using master-level reasonable reasoning, Gu Chen has roughly understood that if the murderer is assumed to be Liao Fan, then this lit cigar is obviously the best proof that he is not at the scene of the crime.

The murderer obviously used a lit cigar to confuse the time of the crime.

Therefore, it is easy for the police to mistakenly believe that 5 pm is the real time of committing the crime.

But corpses don't lie.

Even if the murderer is superior, Gu Chen is not a vegetarian.

The bloodstains from the wound, as well as the symptoms of Director Bao's death, have already made Gu Chen see the tricks.

"The time of Director Bao's death can never be 5 pm, but... around 1 pm."

"If this is the case, then Liao Fan's time of committing the crime will match."

"And if the murderer sets the cigar lighting time at 5 p.m., it is obviously beneficial to the real murderer to convince the police that 5 p.m. is the time for committing the crime."

"Because at this time, Liao Fan was drinking and eating with everyone in the restaurant, and everyone became proof that he was not there."

"In this way, the biggest beneficiary of confusing the concept of time is Liao Fan."

Gu Chen suddenly raised his head and glanced at Liao Fan.

Liao Fan also seemed to realize that Gu Chen was wary of himself, so he quickly looked away, pretending that he didn't see it.

"How did he do it? How did he get to light that cigar without himself being there?"

Gu Chen looked around for a week, and began to use his professional observation ability to observe all the details of the surrounding environment.

However, when Gu Chen walked to the window and looked at a signal tower in the distance, a long shadow cast out in the setting sun.

Gu Chen turned his head and looked at the direction the shadow was pointing at.

On the table, globes, telescopes and other antiques came into view.

Gu Chen's eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly understood how the murderer committed the crime.

"That's right, that's it." Gu Chen couldn't help but said out loud.

Lu Weiwei turned her head to look, also thoughtfully: "Brother Gu, what have you discovered?"

"I know how this cigar was lit at 5 o'clock." Gu Chen quickly walked to the place where the cigar was placed just now, looked at the telescope on the table, and suddenly grinned.

Lu Weiwei was stunned: "You know?"

"That's right." Gu Chen walked to the desk, placed the lighted cigar where he had just picked it up, and after looking through the binoculars, he vowed:

"After committing the crime, the murderer put the cigar on the table, adjusted the focus of the telescope to the position of the sun at five o'clock in the afternoon, and aimed at the butt of the cigar."

"In this way, when the sun passes through the telescope at around 5 p.m., it will focus on the cigar and ignite it, thus creating the false impression that Director Bao was killed at 5 p.m.."

Looking back at Liao Fan, Gu Chen said with a smile, "Actually, as early as 1 o'clock in the afternoon, when Mr. Liao Fan came to visit, Director Bao had already been killed."

"And at that time, only you were there, Mr. Liao."

"What... what?" Liao Fan was startled when he heard Gu Chen's words, and suddenly changed his expression and said with a sneer, "You mean, I killed Director Bao?"

"That's right, you killed Director Bao." Gu Chen was full of confidence this time, and strode up to Liao Fan.

And Liao Fan seemed to be completely suppressed by Gu Chen's aura. He couldn't help but take two steps back, and he tried his best to argue: "You must have made a mistake. The murderer should be someone else. Director Bao was arrested at around 5 p.m. Killed by the murderer, and I was having dinner with you, Officer Gu, at 5 p.m.."

"Mr. Liao, I advise you to calm down first." Seeing Liao Fan's agitation, Gu Chen pressed his hands, which was also a kind reminder.

Then Gu Chen walked to Director Bao's body, pointed to the wound on Director Bao's head and explained: "This wound is not new. Judging from the blood on it and the changes in the wound, it is obvious that it was caused before."

"Going forward, Director Bao didn't contact anyone in the afternoon, and no one went to Director Bao's office, so the last person he saw must be you."

"No... no, you must have made a mistake." Seeing what Gu Chen said, Liao Fan strongly retorted: "I just came here for a visit, and what you said about lighting cigars with a telescope is completely nonsense .”

"If I didn't know the scene very well, how could I be able to calculate the focus point around 1 pm at around 5 noon?"

Gu Chen also smiled slightly when he heard the words: "If you don't tell me, I still forgot, that's right, if you haven't come to this office in advance, it is very difficult for someone who knows the focal length of sunlight to do it."

"And the direction of the sun is changing every day, and the position of the sun is also different in a week, and errors are likely to occur."

"But the shorter the time, the smaller the direction of sunlight changes. If the focal point is calculated within two days, the probability of success may be very high."

Looking up at Liao Fan, Gu Chen smiled slightly: "So Mr. Liao Fan, it's not the so-called first time for you to come to this office, and it's not the first time you've come to this museum."

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(End of this chapter)