Chapter 15 A Withdrawal Voucher
He walked slowly to the coffee table, which was surrounded by more than a dozen pots of succulents and a small tea set in the middle. Han Yun squatted down and observed the succulents. Yu Miaomiao walked over and said, "Senior, I found out that this fitness center is nearby. It takes about 20 minutes to walk from here."
"Don't call me senior, it's awkward." Han Yun stared at Duorou and said, "Just call me by my name."
"Oh." Yu Miaomiao came over, squatted down, stared at the succulents on the coffee table and said, "This pot is called Ruby, this pot is called Lipstick, this pot is called Guanghan Palace, and this pot is called Black Prince. I used to raise many pots in the dormitory. Succulents are easy to raise and don't need much care."
Han Yun didn't respond. He reached out and fiddled with the soil under one of the pots of succulents, then took out a piece of paper. The paper was crumpled and pressed into the soil, so there were traces of pressure on the surface of the soil. He opened the paper and found an ATM receipt, which showed that at 22:00 on April 30, 2021, he withdrew 20,000 yuan on Wangxiang Road in Beidu .
On April 30, Bai Jing, who had originally booked a ticket for a business trip, changed his itinerary temporarily and went to Wangxiang Road to withdraw 20,000 yuan from the ATM: "I remember that Li Tieyun and his team checked the surveillance video of the community and confirmed that on April 30, Bai Jing left with a suitcase and never came back, right?"
"Yes, the last time he left the community was when he was carrying a suitcase and was going on a business trip. We watched all the surveillance footage that day and didn't see him come back." Yu Miaomiao answered firmly.
"Then what's going on?" Han Yun handed the receipt printed by the ATM to Yu Miaomiao: "It shows that Bai Jing withdrew a sum of money that night. If he didn't come back, how could this receipt be in this room? Since it's not Bai Jing, then it could be that the murderer entered this room after killing Bai Jing. The surveillance footage of the community on April 30th is in the police station, right?"
"Here." Yu Miaomiao glanced at the receipt and replied.
"Have Li Tieyun find someone to review the surveillance footage of that day, not just April 30th , but also the ones from the following days. The murderer may have appeared in the neighborhood surveillance footage."
After hearing the instructions, Yu Miaomiao stood up, walked to the kitchen, and called Li Tieyun.
Han Yun sat on the sofa, looked around the living room again, and then slowly closed his eyes. Why did the murderer come to the deceased's rented house after killing him and put the receipt in the flowerpot? What was he looking for? But there was no sign of the room being turned over. Moreover, the murder scene was not here, and the murderer could not have come back to erase the murder clues. If there was no evidence that might expose the murderer in this room, there was no need for him to come here in person.
Could it be that after Bai Jing died and before the police arrived, the person who came here was not the murderer, but someone else?
Han Yun opened his eyes and looked directly toward the kitchen. Then he stood up, picked up the chair under the dining table, and went to the kitchen. He stood on the chair and looked at the gap between the cabinet and the ceiling. He reached out and touched it thoughtfully. Dust, a thick layer of dust. Then he jumped off the chair, went to the sofa, bent down to move the sofa away, and looked under the sofa.
As expected, the bottom of the sofa was also very dusty and dirty, with melon seed shells, candy shells and the like inside. Yu Miaomiao, who had just finished calling Li Tieyun, came over and looked at Han Yun's actions with some confusion: "Did you find anything?"
"The one who likes cleanliness is not Bai Jing at all, but someone else." Han Yun frowned slightly: "Someone is helping Bai Jing clean the room, and... before the police came here, the room had just been cleaned and tidied."
"Could it be the woman you just guessed who is much older than Bai Jing?" Yu Miaomiao said with sudden enlightenment.
Han Yun looked at Yu Miaomiao, then turned to look at the bookshelf and nodded: "It's very likely. Look at the bookshelf, some of the grids don't have books in them. Is it possible that they are filled with photos?"
"If she is much older than Bai Jing, she must be at least 40 or 50 years old, and she must have a family." Yu Miaomiao followed Han Yun's train of thought and said, "So that woman came over to take away the photo of herself and Bai Jing to avoid her affairs being exposed. She was afraid of getting into trouble..."
"This is one possibility." Han Yun replied.
"You said, maybe it was that the two of them had an illicit relationship, Bai Jing used it to threaten her, and the woman didn't want to divorce her husband, so she decided to kill him and go all the way." Yu Miaomiao said excitedly: "Or maybe the woman's husband discovered the illicit relationship between his wife and Bai Jing, so he killed him in a rage."
"It seems like you watch this kind of drama a lot." Han Yun spread his hands helplessly, "But the money that Bai Jing took out on Wangxiang Road on April 30 should have been given to the woman who came here to clean the room, along with the receipt. Then after Bai Jing got into trouble, the woman realized something was wrong and was afraid of being implicated, so she came here and took away the clues related to herself in the room, and cleaned up the room inside and out. This woman should not be the murderer, nor is she a rich woman."
"Then why does Bai Jing like a woman who is so much older than him? Can it be said to be true love?" Yu Miaomiao said with some disdain.
"We are here to investigate the case, not to judge whether the deceased's view of love is correct." Han Yun looked at Yu Miaomiao and said, "If you want to investigate the case on the front line, remember, you can make assumptions, but don't have subjective emotions."
"Remember, remember." Yu Miaomiao took out her cell phone and said, "Should I tell Team Leader Li to pay special attention to women around 40 years old when watching the surveillance?"
"Li Tieyun has been here before, so he will have his own judgment. He should have guessed that the person here might not be the murderer, but Bai Jing's lover." Han Yun stopped Yu Miaomiao from calling Li Tieyun, straightened up and said, "We have seen enough here, let's go to that fitness center to take a look."
Han Yun said as he walked to the door, took off the foot cover, and put it in his pocket. Yu Miaomiao followed closely behind. The two went downstairs and left the community. Yu Miaomiao drove and arrived at Sophie Fitness Center in less than three minutes. Going upstairs to the front desk, Yu Miaomiao asked, "Excuse me, is this your membership card?"
"Yes, it's from our side." The lady at the front desk answered.
"I want to check if there is a member named Bai Jing who has a coach?" Yu Miaomiao continued to ask.
After the front desk lady confirmed Yu Miaomiao's identity, she looked up the membership information on the computer and said, "It's like this. Bai Jing has an annual membership card. Our members register every time they come. According to the information, he comes twice a week, and the most recent time was on April 28. He has requested guidance from a coach, and his coach's name is Zhang Zhuang. He should be in the gym now, and I can call him to come out." After saying that, the front desk lady picked up the landline phone next to her.
