The King of the City

Lin Chen turned his head to look at Xiaojian, and said, "How can I be so clever?"

"Uh...I...uh..." Xiaojian was stopped by Lin Chen's words. He really couldn't explain how Lin Chen was so clever.

Lin Chen was too lazy to pay attention to this guy, he looked at the bearded man: "...the deceased entered your room before he died, right?"

"Tell me, has Minghui been to your room?" the man in the suit yelled at Jin Xingqing.

The bearded man Jin Xingqing immediately raised his head and said to Lin Chen, "Yes... that deceased person, she entered my room."

"Then why didn't you admit it when you killed it just now?" Lin Chen quickly asked.

"I thought it was just a small matter, so I didn't admit it," replied the bearded man Jin Xingqing.

"Small thing? I've asked you so many times, and the question is so severe, why don't you just give me such a pale explanation?" Lin Chen sneered.

"I'm telling the truth. When I was eating instant noodles in the room before, the door suddenly opened and I was taken aback. After the deceased Qian Minghui walked into the room for a few steps, she realized that she had gone wrong and followed me. Said sorry, then walked out." The bearded man Jin Xingqing said: "After she went out, I locked the door and went to sleep."

"Did you hear anything before going to bed?" Lin Chen asked.

"No, I was very tired at the time, and fell asleep within a couple of seconds on the c (Wang Zhaohao) huang." said the bearded man Jin Xingqing.

"You really lied and didn't make drafts, and lied again." Lin Chen shook his head: "The sound insulation of this hotel is not good. The deceased went out of your room and returned to his room, and saw a video of a man in a suit watching his wife and children. , and quarreled with him on the spot."

"When they quarreled, your instant noodles hadn't been finished yet. How did you sleep? It only took ten or twenty seconds from her exiting your room to the quarrel. How fast did you sleep?"

"I..." The bearded man Jin Xingqing hesitated again, he lowered his head, his eyes were dodged, as if he was thinking about how to answer Lin Chen.

"That... I have a question I want to ask." The short man in the crowd said at this time: "Even if the deceased entered this brother's room, why did he kill her?"

"The reason is very simple." Lin Chen smiled slightly: "Jin Xingqing, take off your shirt and everything will be revealed.".

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If Jin Xingqing, the bearded man who lived next to the deceased, was the murderer, what was his motive?

This is what people are very curious about.

The short man asked the same question in everyone's heart. After hearing Lin Chen say that as long as the bearded man takes off his shirt, everything will be revealed. On the body of the slightly fat Jin Xingqing.

Zhang Tiannan and Miao Yunfei looked at each other. The three girls had just carefully searched the room where Jin Xingqing lived, but nothing suspicious was found in the room where Jin Xingqing lived.

Now that Lin Chen said that, is that shameful thing on Jin Xingqing's body?

But how did Lin Chen know that something was on Jin Xingqing?

You know, after the incident, they had more contact with these people, and Lin Chen just came back a while ago.

Jin Xingqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were fixed on Lin Chen.

"Why, don't you dare to take off your shirt?" Lin Chen's eyes burst into cold light, staring at Jin Xingqing.

"Why don't you dare to take off your shirt?" Jin Xingqing said, "Just why should I obey your orders? If you tell me to take off my clothes, I will take it off? That's fine, Lin Chen, right? I'll tell you to take off your pants now, Do as I say."

640 "If you tell me to take it off, take it off. Where does all the nonsense come from?" Lin Chen helped Xiaojian clear his suspicions. Now he is in a good mood, he opened his mouth to help.

The man in a suit with a gloomy face also said: "Since this Mr. Lin told you to take off your shirt, if you don't have any ghosts in your heart, take off your clothes. You are not a murderer, and no one can accuse you of being a murderer. "

Faced with their words, the bearded man sneered: "Oh, oh, I see, do you think I'm a migrant worker with little culture, so you start a fire and bully me? If you want me to take off my clothes, what do you think you are? , Father God? What do you say, am I going to do it?"

"I'm telling you to take off your pants now, take them off."

The bearded man Jin Xingqing glanced at Xiaojian and the man in the suit and asked them to take off their pants.

"I'm really stupid, a man, it's not a very secret thing to tell you to take off your shirt. You haven't been shirtless in front of outsiders, have you?" Xiaojian scolded, and then took off his shirt directly. Down, revealing the skin of the upper body.

"Take off your shirt and take off your pants are two (bbdc) concepts, right?" Xiaojian said again: "Okay, I'm taking off my shirt now, no one looks down on you, and now you follow what he said, take your shirt off Take it off."

Lin Chen glanced at the shirtless Xiaojian, and said to the bearded man Jin Xingqing, "Now, do you have any excuses?"

"Humph!" Jin Xingqing snorted from his nose: "You asked me to take off my shirt, which is an insult to me. I have the right not to take it off."

At this time, Jin Xingqing still refused to take off his shirt. Even the stupidest person could see that there was something wrong with this guy.

"Jin Xingqing."

Miao Yunfei shouted: "I am now ordering you as a police officer to take off your shirt immediately, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" Miao Yunfei was interrupted before he finished speaking, and the bearded man Jin Xingqing roared, "Otherwise, you will join forces to bully me, a migrant worker, and accuse me of being a murderer. ?"

"You're really arguing here." The man in the suit felt more and more that there was something wrong with Jin Xingqing, he said, "If you take off your shirt, you have so many reasons, you must be the murderer of Minghui. Since you don't take it off, I will help you. Take it off!"

After the man in the suit finished speaking, he was about to rush towards Jin Xingqing, the bearded man, to pull off his clothes.

It's just that he just took two steps, and a hand stopped in front of him. The owner of this hand is naturally Lin Chen.

The man in the suit didn't understand why Lin Chen stopped him. He cast a suspicious and anxious look at Lin Chen. He eagerly wanted to know if the murderer was Jin Xingqing.

"Don't worry." Lin Chen said two words to the man in the suit, and then said, "Jin Xingqing, the footsteps you are showing are too obvious. The reason you killed Qian Minghui is hidden under your shirt."

"Do you know why I suspect that the reason is on you?" Lin Chen asked Jin Xingqing.

Jin Xingqing's hands were holding the clothes on his body, and the movements of his hands showed that he was anxious, but his face was full of unwillingness.

Before Jin Xingqing could speak, Lin Chen said directly: "After I returned to the hotel, the hotel owner and his wife told me what happened here after I left. When I went upstairs, I noticed the high heels on the deceased's feet. imprints."

"When the deceased walked through the stairs on the second floor, the imprints of the heels of the high-heeled shoes on the carpet were all close to the handrail of the stairs, not the door of the stairs. After reaching the third floor, most of the heel imprints were toward the room where the deceased lived. Go, and a few others are at the door of your room."

"The heel print under the door makes me sure that the deceased has entered your room. You haven't confided this to anyone when such a big thing happened, which means you have a problem."