Chapter 1944： Not suicide

Several police officers in charge of taking notes hurriedly took Su Xi’s words after hearing the words, and then questioned the man: “Who is that man? What’s his name? What does he look like? He told you why he let you go to that house. The shop is making trouble, why did you destroy the surveillance video?"

The man will try to prove that he is free from this farce, knowing it all: "I don't know who that person is, and I don't know his name."

The police officer in charge of the record glanced up at him and frowned: "You dare to do things for him without knowing who he is?"

The man's face immediately appeared a little cramped, and he said in embarrassment, "Didn’t you think it was just a small matter? And..."

Little things? Now it's a big deal!

The police officer in charge of the record sighed silently in his heart, and then asked: "And more money? How much did he give you?"

"In the beginning, I called me 200,000, and I said that after it was done, I would give me the remaining 300,000. I didn't believe it at first, and thought he was a liar, but I didn't expect that he actually called me 200,000. When I saw that I was really rich, I found time to go to that hotel."

"When did you meet? You don't know his name, you should always remember his face, right?"

"Just... I just met last night. I didn't really see what he looked like. He was wearing a coat and a scarf around his neck, covering half of his face. It's late at night and the street lights are dim. I really don't see it very clearly. But listening to the voice, I feel a bit older, like a forty or fifty-year-old."

In fact, when a man met that person, he also thought that his attire was strange. To say that the weather was not too cold this time, the person wrapped himself up like something, fearing that others would recognize him.

So at first, the man couldn't believe him at all, but the little doubt was still no better than the temptation of money. In the end, he still chose to do this vote.

"Tell me about the bank number that he sent to you at the time, so that we can investigate."

Hearing this, the man couldn't help rubbing his hands, and said with a smile: "Then there are two hundred thousand in my card."

Everyone at the scene almost didn't get annoyed by him: "At this time, I still think of money! Okay, we don't have the right to dispose of your money, so you don't need to worry. However, you are hired to make trouble in the store. Not to mention that other compensation is certain, it depends on how much people want you to compensate."

The man realized that the crux of the matter really was Su Xi, and eagerly cast his gaze on Su Xi, who was standing aside still in a trance.

Su Xi didn't notice this, but Tao Shunming noticed it, his eyes drenched slightly, and he glared at the man fiercely, so that the man dared not look at them anymore.

After the man reported his bank account, he seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and his eyes lit up slightly: "I remember, there was a scar on the man's forehead, a big scar. At first, it was hidden by the hair. I figured it out, and then the wind rose, and I saw it all at once. Does this help the case?"

"This is still not sure, you can only tell what you know."

After confirming the information with the man, several police officers here immediately called to their colleagues, asking them to pay attention to whether there was a man who looked forty or fifty years old and had a scar on his forehead in the past few days. .

Coincidentally, several people over there also found new clues, confirming that Qi Yuexian did not commit suicide!