Chapter 3967 The Third Person

"Knock knock!" Aunt Yang knocked on the door and walked into the study, giving Ou Xiang a cup of coffee.

They temporarily moved to another house in Ouxiang.

Ou Xiang was half leaning on the recliner, his face still a little pale... He had endured the funeral today, but he was actually still very weak.

"Aunt Yang, please stop being busy." He opened his eyes slightly, "You are also seriously injured today. You should rest early."

Aunt Yang frowned worriedly: "Young Master...will the police believe what we say?"

"It is a fact that Ou Da set the fire on fire. Do you believe it or not?"

Aunt Yang nodded and put down the coffee cup.

"Aunt Yang, how is your son?" Ou Xiang asked with concern.

Aunt Yang nodded: "He's fine. I asked him to go to a relative's house to recuperate."

Ou Xiang closed his eyes again and calmed down.

Aunt Yang seemed to want to say something more, but finally held back and turned around to leave.

**

At this moment, Qi Xuechun was standing in the corridor of the police station, looking hesitant.

"What's wrong, you don't dare to interrogate Ou Da?" Si Junfeng's voice suddenly sounded, "What if he knows the inside information about Teacher Du's murder?"

Qi Xuechun frowned: "Aren't you already gone?"

"Your white team asked me to come back and ask me to enlighten you." Si Junfeng curled his lips.

Qi Xuechun has a big head. What is Team White doing? Is this what he should do?

"Anyway, Ouda may have the clues you want." Si Junfeng continued.

Qi Xuechun understood.

Originally, the white team had agreed to let her interrogate Yuan Zixin, but she asked to interrogate Ou Da first.

She already has a preliminary outline of the truth of this case, but some key points still need to be connected and corroborated.

She walked into the interrogation room and saw Ou Da with a disapproving look on his face and a smirk on his lips, "Officer Qi is alone, where is your new escort?"

Qi Xuechun pretended not to hear anything and put the notebook on the table, "Ou Da, why did you go to the party on the night of the crime?"

Ou Da shrugged disapprovingly: "My grandpa is having a party and I can't go?"

"Who invited you?" Qi Xuechun asked.

"No one invited." Ou Da replied.

"Did you go to the second floor that night?" Qi Xuechun continued to ask.

"Yes...or not..." Ou Da shook his head, "I don't remember."

Qi Xuechun glared at him and was speechless for a moment.

"...Hehehe..." Ou Da sneered, "What kind of police are you? The murderer of Teacher Du has been found? Teacher Du is watching you in the sky, hehehe..."

In the monitoring room, Bai Tang and several other police officers watched this scene closely, all worried about Qi Xuechun.

"Team White, how could you let her go in alone to interrogate Ou Da!" Asi was worried. If Qi Xuechun loses control of her emotions, there is no guarantee that she will not be removed from the case.

"This is his purpose, to kick Officer Qi out of the case!" Xiaolu also figured it out.

"Team White, go and replace her quickly!" As urged.

"What's the hurry!" Bai Tang shouted, his eyes steady and firm, "Look again!"

He believed that Qi Xuechun was fine.

"Ou Da, it's useless for you to deny it," Qi Xuechun remained calm, "A drop of blood was found on the carpet at the crime scene, and it was tested to match your DNA..."

Ou Da was slightly stunned, his expression changed.

"Good job!" Asi whispered in the monitoring room.

Ou Fei and Ou Da are father and son. Considering the similarity in DNA sequences, who can say that the drop of blood must have nothing to do with Ou Da?

Qi Xuechun's counterattack was both accurate and powerful.

"The suspicion of your father Ou Fei has been eliminated," Qi Xuechun continued, "It seems that we now have the answer to whose blood this drop of blood belongs to."

"It has nothing to do with me, I didn't go to the second floor!" Ou Da immediately defended himself.

"Where did that drop of blood on the carpet come from? Please give me an explanation." Qi Xuechun asked.

Ou Da was helpless. He couldn't hide what he wanted to hide, so he could only explain it clearly.

"I originally wanted to go upstairs..."

"What do you want to do upstairs?" Qi Xuechun interrupted him and asked.

"I...I want to see grandpa and talk to him alone."

"What are we talking about? Or changing the will?"

"It's not a will," a hint of embarrassment flashed across Ou Da's face, "I want to talk to Grandpa about other things. It doesn't matter what they are. What's important is that I didn't go to the second floor."

"What made you change your mind?" Qi Xuechun asked.

"...I saw someone going upstairs to look for grandpa. I wanted to wait for them to go downstairs before going, but what I didn't expect was that grandpa was killed..." Ou Da lowered his eyes. The disappointment on his face was probably because of Ou Da. I always get killed because what I want to talk about fails to happen.

"What do you mean?" In the monitoring room, Asi was furious. "Who did he see? Could it be Yuan Zixin?"

After a long interrogation, another witness was found to accuse Yuan Zixin!

"Them?" Qi Xuechun noticed the details, "Who are they?"

"First a man got up, and then a woman got up," Ou Da remembered clearly. "Isn't everyone saying that that woman is the murderer? She is from your police force!"

"Man?!" Qi Xuechun only noticed this, "What kind of man? Did you watch him go upstairs?"

"I saw it, but I was far away. I only saw a figure, but I didn't see his face clearly."

"What time was it?"

"I didn't pay attention. I just arrived at the party not long ago, around seven o'clock."

Qi Xuechun secretly thought that it was after seven o'clock, which did not match the time of the crime.

"Is it someone you don't know?"

Ou Da waved his hand disapprovingly: "Such details are not important at all. There is already evidence to show who is the murderer!"

No, this detail is very important. It can not only support her guess, but also find out who the real murderer is, Qi Xuechun said in her heart.

"Can you describe that man's appearance?" she demanded.

Ou Da thought for a while, "Slim, average height, anyway, he is someone I don't know."

"Didn't the housekeeper bring him up?" she asked.

Ou Da shook his head: "He is alone. I am also surprised that since he is a strange visitor, he should be brought up by the housekeeper. Who can go upstairs in the Ou family villa in a swagger, usually only in the living room."

Qi Xuechun thought to himself that he was right.

But in the monitoring room, everyone had objections to Ou Da's testimony.

"Who is he talking about?" Asi wondered, "It didn't appear in the testimonies of other guests."

"Is he lying and trying to divert our attention?"

"Lying to the police in the interrogation room makes you guilty."

"Is it possible that only Ou Da has seen this man?"

"Officer Qi has left the interrogation room." Xiaolu said.

After a moment, the door of the monitoring room was pushed open, and Qi Xuechun walked in, "Team White, I apply to interrogate Yuan Zixin."

Team White said noncommittally: "You come with me."

Bai Tang led Qi Xuechun into his office and said, "It's good that your mood was not affected by him just now."

Qi Xuechun said calmly, "I know my identity."

Bai Tang nodded approvingly: "What do you think of what Ou Da said?"

Qi Xuechun's eyes instantly became serious: "I have always suspected that there were three people in the study room when the crime occurred. Ou Da's statement confirmed my suspicion."

"What do you mean, the third person is the real murderer?" Bai Tang frowned: "How do you explain the video of Yuan Zixin raising the knife against Mr. Ou?"

"Perhaps after interrogating Yuan Zixin, all this will be answered."

Bai Tang was not optimistic: "Yuan Zixin's mood is very unstable. She may not cooperate with you."

"I'll give it a try." Qi Xuechun looked determined.

Yuan Zixin is still in the hospital. According to the doctor's report, her mood is always on the verge of collapse and she may engage in some extreme behavior.

So Bai Tang and Qi Xuechun entered the ward together.

"Yuan Zixin."

Hearing Bai Tang's soft call, Yuan Zixin, who had his head lowered, slowly raised his head, his eyes full of expectation: "Team Bai, I..."

Suddenly she saw Qi Xuechun beside Bai Tang, and her expression changed instantly, "It's you..."

"It's me." Qi Xuechun took a step forward, "Didn't you want to kill me that day? I'm standing in front of you now."

Bai Tang remained calm. He knew that Qi Xuechun was taking a risk. If the risk was successful, it would stabilize Yuan Zixin's mood.

If that didn't work out, he'd have to be ready to help.

Hearing this, Yuan Zixin's face was uncertain and unpredictable. She gradually calmed down and said, "I didn't want to kill you. I lost control of my emotions that day."

Bai Tang breathed out secretly.

"We found out that your blood contained toluene and propylamine on the day of the crime." Qi Xuechun answered.

Yuan Zixin already knew about this, but she still looked annoyed when someone mentioned it, "How could I be involved in contraband? I'm a policeman!"

"I don't believe you killed anyone either." Qi Xuechun said.

Yuan Zixin was stunned for a moment, then turned away stubbornly: "I don't need your sympathy."

"I never sympathize with anyone." Qi Xuechun said calmly, "Any judgment I make is based on evidence."

A glimmer of hope appeared in Yuan Zixin's eyes. She looked at Qi Xuechun for a long time before asking, "Can you really clear up my grievances?"

"There is one condition."

"What?"

"You have to tell me the truth."

Yuan Zixin thought for a while and nodded solemnly.

"Who introduced you to ask Mr. Ou for help?" Qi Xuechun began to interrogate her.

"My grandma, she has some connection with Mr. Ou."

"How did you contact Mr. Ou? Did you contact him directly or did you have a contact person?" Qi Xuechun continued to ask.

Yuan Zixin bit her lip, "Qi Xuechun, is your problem related to this case? You check my household..."

"Ahem!" Before he finished speaking, Bai Tang suddenly coughed twice.

Yuan Zixin received his reminder and had no choice but to reply: "After my grandmother called Mr. Ou, Mr. Ou said that he would send his son to meet with us first to understand the situation, but the person who came that day was not his son."

A middle-aged man came that day, dressed very ordinary, wearing a cap and a mask.

After he listened to what I said, he comforted me and said that it was no problem. Mr. Ou could settle this matter, but I needed to tell Mr. Ou in person.

Yuan Zixin was a little confused. Why did she have to tell Mr. Ou again after talking to this person?

He smiled slightly. Mr. Ou was a journalist and had developed professional habits over the years. He would not listen to just one person telling the same thing.

Yuan Zixin had something to ask for, so she couldn't pick and choose, so she could only nod.

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