I started out as a criminal, and the police relied on me to solve countless cases.

Chapter 260 Praise and Killing
The play is already halfway through, and all the characters who are supposed to appear have already appeared.

Jiang Hanwen didn't intend to keep hiding it. He glanced at the whole audience. Everyone had a look of watching spectators, except for the expressionless woman. The rest seemed to be mere spectators.

He finally nodded at Sun Xiaoyi.

He stood up and cleared his throat. Jiang Hanwen should not be involved in this matter. This is Director Li's job.

Their crew is just filming, and the real "good classmates" table is already biting each other. At this time, all they need is the police to come out and add fuel to the fire, and the problem can be solved.

However, looking at Director Li's nonchalant look, it seems that the other party is determined to watch the performance of himself as an actor.

Lao Cao was standing aside, clenching his fists, very excited, but Jiang Hanwen and Director Li didn't want Lao Cao to intervene at this time.

It's not that his IQ is low and he can't figure out the situation, but at a time like this, when dealing with someone like Wu, Lao Cao, with his granite temper, can easily mess things up.

Did Liu Mingyuan die at the hands of Wu? Yes, that is a foregone conclusion.

But what about the fuse?
Where is the righteous Director Wang, where is the exaggerated female monitor, and where are the group of well-dressed old classmates?

Jiang Hanwen's memory consists only of simple notes. There is no recording or video recording, so it is impossible for him to know.

What exactly happened at this table that night?

How could a group of high-ranking elites make a cook want to kill?

It is true that Mr. Wu is a top student. He graduated from a prestigious university and is a well-known test-taker in the area.

so what?

A Phoenix man who climbed up from the village, had a life of failures all the way, and repeated his daily life in the kitchen.

How do you expect his knowledge, sophistication, and character to compare with those people?

Jiang Hanwen even believes that this was not a premeditated murder.

It was more likely to be a pure murder of passion. Although this sounded ridiculous, he could see that under normal circumstances, for a person like Wu, no matter how strong the fire of jealousy burned in his heart, it would not be enough to support him to commit such a cruel, horrific, and even bottom-line-breaking atrocity.

A good brother who grew up with me was burned through with concentrated sulfuric acid.

How is this done? How is this done?
This is probably why the head and face of the corpse were so severely damaged.

Even someone as cold-blooded as Wu couldn't face his childhood friend and calmly poured out the sulfuric acid in his hand.

Only after destroying the face first can I convince myself that it is just the corpse of an unknown person.

It was no different from the chicken, duck, fish and meat he prepared in the kitchen every day.

"Everyone has had enough to eat and drink, so why not have some dessert? What do you think?"

Jiang Hanwen clapped his hands and smiled. In such a magnificent restaurant, it was natural to put on such a smile.

Of course, everyone in the restaurant was laughing, and everyone at every table had a satisfied smile.

They were all well-dressed and belonged to upper class families. They were either wealthy businessmen or powerful nobles.

In their eyes, the fact that a fool like Liu Mingyuan could make money was a pure anomaly. It was an opportunity created by the explosion of a nuclear bomb in the Liu family's ancestral tomb.

But such an opportunity should not exist. If he made money and was able to do good deeds and use the money he earned to speculate on pre-sale properties and make money with them, then everyone would naturally want him to be alive and politely call him a great philanthropist.

But he went against the market everywhere, speculating in industry all day long and building low-rent apartments for his own employees. What kind of plot is this? Do you want to be the Pang Donglai of the shipping industry? You can do it, but if you build low-rent apartments, you are actually giving them away for free.

How many employees does your Liu Group have? How many relatives do these employees have?

You built low-rent apartments, and the higher-ups were planning to do this. Originally, everyone could have protected themselves by uniting together, and could have handled it. But why did you, Liu Mingyuan, a native of Jiangcheng, fight among yourselves and undermine everyone's plans?

Isn't it good to speculate on pre-sale properties and lend money to the leeks?

You must be a good person, a saint. As long as the saints die, thieves will never stop!

Jiang Hanwen looked at the group of smiling diners with a smile.

They had finished their meal and were now staring at him, smiling as though their faces reached behind his ears.

Zhou Nana and Xiao Lu had never seen such a scene before. It was a bright hall, but there were so many red jackal eyes staring at them. The two girls grabbed Jiang Hanwen's sleeves almost at the same time.

Jiang Hanwen blocked the girl behind him and raised his voice.

"We are a small crew. Although we are not very strong, we are not lacking in creativity. This time, we were invited by the Jiangcheng Police Station to come here to shoot a promotional video. We happened to see the missing person advertisements all over the city and the river in Guibaodi, and suddenly I was inspired to create this short play. Today, while everyone is having fun, I will treat it as a press conference for the film. I invite everyone to enjoy the film that we have just shot but have not yet finished editing."

Jiang Hanwen's state was very natural, just like those eloquent and experienced auctioneers at Sotheby's auction.

But this really doesn't matter to him.

For more than 20 years, he has been through many ups and downs in life, studying criminal cases painstakingly and becoming obsessed with the performances of criminals. He can instantly transform into any murderer in his memory.

Whether it is a high-IQ criminal, a financial hacker, a brutal killer, an elegant Hannibal, or an indiscriminate killing madman, all of these can be easily achieved.

Whether it is small household scissors, kitchen knives, bone-cutting knives, or uncommon swords, spears, axes, hooks, forks, or the American Iaijutsu of the Western world, Breaking Bad, and the King of Poison.
Jiang Hanwen doesn't mind becoming a villain, but that is in the past.

I can do whatever I want when I live my life alone. If you make me unhappy, I can just turn the table over.

But that’s not possible now. My parents, the crew, my friends, and a whole group of people need me.

Jiang Hanwen was unwilling to cross the line.

Although Liu Mingyuan's twelve classmates all had strange expressions, compared with Liu Mingyuan's business "friends" and powerful "friends" in front of them, they were no different from kind-hearted little lambs.

Of course they had the motive to kill Liu Mingyuan, but the most suitable person to do it was a cook, a childhood friend whom he trusted immensely and regarded as a close friend. Apart from this person, no one else could have caught his flaws.

After all, he is a superman who has fought his way through the business world. Being kind does not mean being stupid. Idiots would have been eaten alive by this group of people long ago.

"Director Jiang! Director Jiang! Do you think that we Jiangcheng people are blind? We can't recognize good people, we can't recognize adults!!"

While Jiang Hanwen was still warming up the atmosphere, the righteous Dean Wang stood up and pointed at Jiang Hanwen and shouted loudly.

"This guy is not some unknown person!"

"A big internet celebrity with tens of millions of fans, a special consultant for several places, a special consultant for the Public Security Bureau, and the Deputy Commissioner of the Hong Kong Police Force. He is truly a dragon among men!"

After saying this to the headmaster, he immediately filled a glass, held it with both hands, and toasted Jiang Hanwen from afar, then drank another glass, and drank three glasses in a row.

The men and women present seemed to have just woken up from a dream and began to talk about it.

I don’t know where someone started clapping, then there was continuous applause, and finally the whole restaurant was filled with warm applause.

(End of this chapter)