Miss Biao is Always Busy! [Quick Transmigration]

"But there is actually a speculation that she is dead, but no one knows the authenticity of this news. Many people are unwilling to believe it. For example, I would rather she where she was on a carefree vacation. , I don't want to believe that she is dead."

Wang Duoduo said that there was still a little bit of sentimentality on the face.

"Boss, why did you suddenly ask about this? Is it her that you want to check?"

"Ah, just ask, nothing is wrong, let's go to work."

Jun Zi Shu handed the phone back to Wang Duoduo and walked to the office.

A big star who disappeared for no reason?

How could he suddenly appear in front of her convenience store downstairs two years later?

And she has forgotten all her past events, although it is still open to question whether she really forgot.

Jun Zishu sat back in his office. After breakfast, he opened the computer page and started searching for information about Jiang Yinshuang.

The first thing that jumps out is a piece of report, and at the top is the celebrity's information.

At the time of her disappearance, she was 21 years old. She graduated from a famous drama school. She debuted for three years, acted in two TV series, two movies, and appeared in three variety shows. Her acting skills have been affirmed by many people, although she has a very beautiful picture. Face, but the roles played are all very spiritual and have many fans.

The news of her disappearance came out, and the entire network was boiling over it, but after two years, very few people paid attention to her news, except for some true fans who were still waiting for her to come back.

The reports at that time were quite plausible, and the least willing to be believed, but the most accepted theory was that she was dead.

There are different opinions, many of which are inconsistent, but each report is more unified is the time period of Jiang Yinshuang's disappearance.

According to her agent, Jiang Yinshuang drove home by herself after she finished a variety show. Instead of the single apartment she usually lives in, she went back to her home. But Jiang Yinshuang’s parents said that she didn’t have it that night. Come back home.

The footage captured by the surveillance video is limited. You can only see that the car turned a corner and disappeared. There was no picture of the car again. Later, the car was found in a second-hand auction house, but it was sold. The car was just a thief, and the clue was cut off.

Jiang Yinshuang himself said that she might be dead, and he said that, if she hadn't died, how could she have turned into a ghost and appeared in front of her.

And this death must be very strange, she could never commit suicide by herself.

Jun Zishu threw the garbage on the table into the trash can and walked out of the office.

"Has grandma Liu Qianqian been there before?"

"I went, Liu Qianqian's grandmother did say that she visited her at noon that day, but she didn't stay there for a long time. After having lunch, she stayed there with her, and then left by car."

"What time is it? How long did you stay there? What time did you leave?"

"The old man lives alone and has a bad memory. I can't remember well anymore."

Liu Qianqian’s background is not complicated, it can be said to be simple and terrifying. She is a child from a single-parent family. Her mother died of illness when she was three years old. She was raised up by her grandmother. Her father is usually busy with business. Taking care of her, including now, is the same. She usually stays with her grandmother and the university is in this city.

"Where is the neighbor?"

"Neighbors can prove that Liu Qianqian went back, but they don't know when Liu Qianqian left."

"Call people and ask about the situation."

When the light turned on, Jun Zishu and Wang Duoduo sat on the table, Yang Tianxiao and Zhou Lan watched in front of the monitor.

Liu Qianqian's appearance was a lot thinner than the day Jun Zishu saw her.

She was wearing a coat and sitting on a chair. The light hit her face, she was pale without blood. She looked at the gentleman's book and expressed nervousness.

"Liu Qianqian?"

Wang Duoduo glanced at her and sat directly opposite her.

"Ok."

Liu Qianqian nodded, still looking at Junzishu.

Jun Zishu is not the main interrogator today. She is sitting next to Wang Duoduo, turning a pen in her hand, with a smile on her face.

Liu Qianqian hoped to see some information in her eyes, but under the gaze of Jun Zishu's eyes, she felt a tremor inexplicably, and quickly turned away her eyes.

"Do you remember what happened on the 19th?"

"I didn't see Xiaoyin that afternoon, until at night I received a call from my aunt, saying that Xiaoyin hadn't come home yet and asked if it was on my side. I didn't know what Xiaoyin hadn't seen."

Liu Qianqian grabbed his jacket and replied in a low voice.

"When was the last time you saw her?"

"It was noon that day, we separated, she went home, and I went to my grandmother's house."

"Can you tell me in more detail?"

Wang Duoduo asked, and Liu Qianqian nodded, as if reminiscing.

"There was no class on Friday afternoon, so I would usually go home at noon and spend a weekend at home. In the morning we finished the last class together and separated at the school gate. That's it."

Liu Qianqian's narration is very simple and ordinary.

"When Chen Yin went out in the afternoon, she told her mother that she was going out to find you. Did you really not see her?"

"No, Xiaoyin really didn’t come to me that day. She loves to play more often, and she often meets people I don’t know. Maybe this time she just wanted to reassure her aunt, so when she told her to meet me, it was actually Went to meet someone."

Liu Qianqian shook his head and said the possibility of his own speculation.

"According to the confession last time, you stated that you first went to your grandmother's house, met your classmates in the afternoon, then spent the afternoon together, and had dinner together, and finally you were inviting another classmate to be at your house. Is it right to watch a movie?"

Wang Duoduo's pen wrote on the paper something to Liu Qianqian from time to time.

"Correct."

"What time did you leave your grandma's house?"

"Probably... two or three o'clock, I remember too much."

"Then?"

"On the way, I went to the bus on Central Street. I planned to go there for a stroll. I just ran into Sun Chenxin on that bus, so we went for a stroll together, and when the time was about the time, we went to eat together. It's dinner."

"Before you didn't say that you were going to the mall with Sun Chenxin."

The gentleman's voice faintly inserted, and Liu Qianqian was startled.

"Maybe I forgot to say that that day. I just learned about Xiaoyin's accident at that time, so my mind was a little confused."

"Oh? But your logic was very clear that day, and everything was very organized. Did you really go to the mall that day?"

The gentleman's pen touched the table, causing Liu Qianqian's heart to sink.

"went."

"What can prove?"

"Sun Chenxin is with me..."

"Stop, classmate Liu, I think you may not know what is going on right now."

Jun Zishu got up and placed a few photos of the corpse in front of Liu Qianqian. Liu Qianqian was startled and looked at it subconsciously. However, he did not divert his attention for the first time like ordinary people. Instead, he stayed for a few seconds. Look away.

The reaction of these few seconds made Jun Zishu more sure of Liu Qianqian's possibility of committing the crime.

"Chen Yin’s death is not unexpectedly a murder, and it is a meaningful and targeted murder. We tend to commit crimes by acquaintances, and we are committed to commit crimes together. The number of participants is two to three. You and Sun Chenxin are both. One of the suspects in this case, besides him, can you show any evidence?"

Jun Zishu's very strong inquiry made Liu Qianqian a little flustered.

"Approximately what time did you arrive at the mall, what store did you go into, and what did you probably buy?"

"We can adjust the monitoring, so please provide a more detailed process and evidence to prove that you did not lie. If you lie..."

Jun Zishu laughed, holding his arms and said nothing.

Liu Qianqian had already scratched her coat with wrinkles. She looked terrified, but still pretended to be calm.

"It was three or four in the afternoon. We went to the shopping mall, entered a women's clothing store, and then into the underground supermarket...that's it."

"I'll ask you again, didn't you really see Chen Yin that afternoon?"

"No."

Liu Qianqian said affirmatively.

"A lot, hold people first."

"Yes."

Jun Zishu opened the door and looked at Yang Tianxiao.

"Has the search warrant been approved?"

"I already got it, go now?"

"go with."

A small group of people drove to Liu Qianqian's home. Naturally, there was no one at home.

Liu Qianqian's father is still on a business trip, and he does not go home all year round.

The technician stepped forward and unlocked the door of the room. Everyone entered the room and searched.

Liu Qianqian's home is very empty, really empty.

Except for the large digital TV, the large sofa, the coffee table, and the drinking fountain, the living room has almost nothing. The balcony is also empty and there are no clutter.

This is a house with three bedrooms and two halls. Except for the master bedroom, the other two rooms are empty and there is nothing displayed.

This home looks cold and not warm at all.

The color of the bedroom is also black and white, which makes people feel a little depressing, which is very inconsistent with Liu Qianqian's image.

"Team Jun, the luminol reaction was measured here."

Someone yelled, and Jun Zi Shu walked over to read it.

That was the smallest room in the middle, and Jun Zishu walked in to read it.

The ground is covered with wooden floors and a layer of wallpaper is pasted on the walls.

I can see that it has just been pasted, after all, the edges are still tight and it looks very new.

There are large tracts of blue-green fluorescence on the floor, telling the tragedy here.

Nothing will disappear without leaving a trace. Even if the floor is wiped clean and there is no residual smell in the air, there will always be something, and the reaction can be measured.

"The wallpaper is ripped apart."

Someone nodded, pulled the edge of the wallpaper, and peeled off a large piece of wallpaper.

There are sporadic traces on the white wall, which may have been accidentally splashed on.

This is probably the scene of the first crime. Maybe some children don't know what it means to cover up.

On that night, Li Xunyi was sitting on the sofa watching a movie, and in the room not far from her, there was a Chen Yin lying.