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Chapter 805 Eyewitness (1)

"Zhao Youming's fingerprints?" Zhao Youlin originally thought that with Zhao Youming's personality, she would not be so stupid as to do such a stupid thing on the cusp of such a storm, but now hearing that his fingerprints were still left on the scene, she felt more and more strange.

Mu Tingfeng obviously thought the same way: "With Zhao Youming's level of caution, even if he really had a conflict with Zhao Yifei and killed him if he didn't notice for a while, he shouldn't make such a low-level mistake. Did he say anything before taking it away? Or, what was his reaction when he heard about it?"

The old man had a sullen face, thinking of what the butler of Zhao Youming's family had told him, he said coldly: "You Ming was also surprised to hear about this incident, and almost clashed with the policemen who went to him on the spot."

As soon as Mr. Zhao said this, everyone fell silent.

After a long while, Zhao Youlin sighed in a low voice, and said helplessly, "Third Uncle probably can't hide the fact that the incident is so big."

Mr. Zhao also thought of this a long time ago, which made his face so ugly.

"There is no way for the matter to get to this point. The most urgent thing is to let people find out whether Zhao Yifei's matter is really related to Zhao Youming. Third Uncle, let his family look at it. Dad and I are in the company. I will also pay attention to it, and we will immediately tell you, Grandpa, if there is any situation."

The old man closed his eyes and sighed quietly: "That's the only way to go."

On the other side, after Zhao Youming was taken to the police station, he underwent strict interrogation.

"Mr. Zhao Youming, according to the investigation, you and the deceased Mr. Zhao Yifei didn't have a good relationship, and you usually like tit for tat."

Zhao Youming had a sullen face, and said with a light smile: "I do have some disagreements with him, but in this case, if I have to say that I killed him, then I am really more wronged than Dou E. That guy Zhao Yifei has always been He is outspoken, and he is very arrogant and arrogant, and he has offended dozens if not a hundred people. There are so many enemies, and now that he has no backing, anyone can do it, so why do you have to say it is me?"

The interrogating police officer pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and faced Zhao Youming's slightly out-of-control accusation, he looked calm: "Mr. Information, so that we can investigate the case."

Hearing what the police said, Zhao Youming felt that he had punched the cotton, his face became colder and he didn't speak.

The interrogating police officer continued: "According to insiders, on the night of the incident, Mr. Zhao had a conflict with the deceased in a bar. Is it true?"

Hearing this person mentioned that he had a conflict with Zhao Yifei in the bar that night, Zhao Youming's face flashed a bit guilty: "...it's true."

The glasses on the bridge of the interrogating police officer's nose slid down, and a bright flash of light flashed across: "In this case, please tell us about the situation that day in detail, Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Youming lowered his head and pondered for a moment, thinking that although he had indeed smashed Zhao Yifei's bottle on impulse that night, seeing Zhao Yifei's swearing at that time, he probably wouldn't have caused anything to happen to him.

Even if Zhao Yifei really died after that, he must have caused trouble with someone else, and it had nothing to do with him. To put it bluntly, he was just a very angry and hurtful person.

Thinking about it this way, Zhao Youming said: "That night, because of some things, I was in a bad mood, so I ran out and went to the bar to drink some wine. Zhao Yifei also went to that bar, and then the two of us had a little trouble Not pleasant. In a fit of anger, I hit him on the head with a wine bottle."

"Wait." The interrogating police officer couldn't help but stop drinking when he heard this, "You said you hit the deceased with a wine bottle. Are you sure it was just one hit?"

Zhao Youming was stunned for a moment, not understanding why the interrogating police officer was entangled in this kind of issue, so he said bluntly: "Yes, only for a while, then Zhao Yifei came to his senses and rushed towards me, and the two of us wrestled together. But the fight didn't last long, the bar security showed up and pulled us away."

The pen in the interrogation officer's hand quickly scribbled on the paper: "What happened next?"

"Later? Then I left."

"Leaving? Do you leave first or the dead leave first?"

"I left first, Zhao Yifei should have left after that."

The interrogating police officer paused while writing: "So, when you left the bar, the deceased was still in the bar."

"Well, he was agitated at the time, and was caught by those security guards, and there was no way to escape for the time being."

The interrogating police officer nodded, and then asked: "Then after you left the bar, where did you go, Mr. Zhao? Have you ever been to the apartment where the deceased was?"

"To his apartment? I don't even know where his apartment is, how could I go to his apartment?"

"Mr. Zhao, please answer my question directly."

Zhao Youming choked for a moment, and said indignantly, "I went to the beach instead of his apartment."

The interrogator finally raised his head, raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Youming opposite: "Beach?"

"That's right, by the sea, I drank alcohol and met Zhao Yifei, and my mood got even worse. It was still early in the day, and I didn't want to go home so early, so I just walked around the street, waiting for me to recover When I came here, I was already at the beach."

"Where is the seaside, are there any witnesses who can testify for you at that time?"

"Witness?" Zhao Youming pondered for a moment, then pursed his lips and said, "It was dark at that time, and there seemed to be no one on the beach, so..."

"That is to say, there are no witnesses who can prove for you, Mr. Zhao?"

Zhao Youming was a little dissatisfied with this man's pressing question, but he also knew that he was now on the other party's territory, even if he felt dissatisfied, he could only endure it and nodded.

"I see." The man wrote down a few more notes in his notebook, and immediately asked again, "After going to the beach, where else do you go?"

Hearing this question, Zhao Youming immediately thought of Zhao Youxi: "After I went to the beach, I went to meet someone."

The interrogating police officer looked at Zhao Youming with more scrutiny: "I met someone, who is it?"

When Zhao Youming saw him like this, he immediately knew what he was thinking, and said helplessly, "The person I saw was not Zhao Yifei, but my sister."

"Your sister?" The interrogating police officer narrowed his eyes slightly, and revealed a bit of shrewdness in the calmness: "Mr. Zhao, if what the police found is correct, your sister herself was released more than a year ago. country, not in the country.”

(End of this chapter)