Chapter 141 Ai Qing
Chapter 141 Ai Qing

Strictly speaking, Jiang Qiao is not a handsome guy.

But when a man is both tall and rich, people will naturally add the attribute of handsome to him, even though the man's appearance may be ordinary.

However, although Jiang Qiao's appearance is not outstanding, he has a unique temperament, a temperament that seems bad and ruffian. There is no doubt that this is Jiang Qiao's other killer trick to pick up girls besides money.

"Please sit down." Led by Jiang Qiao, the group came to a coffee shop. "Order whatever you want to drink. This is my family's."

Coffee again...

Tang Guo frowned in distress.

At this moment, Yang Wanlong was the first to speak:
"Ai Qing was killed early yesterday morning. As her ex-boyfriend, we would like to ask you again for some information."

Jiang Qiao put his hands on the bench beside him expressionlessly and said, "Ask."

"Have you ever said something like you wanted to kill her?" Lin Wan asked straight to the point.

Jiang Qiao turned his head and looked at her and said, "I have said this to many people, but they are all alive and well, only she is really dead. Is this retribution?"

"But... she died so tragically, don't you think it's too much even if it's retribution?"

Lin Wan continued to ask.

Her questioning was skillful. She deliberately mentioned the "tragic death" to guide the suspect and try to get him to add details. The details of this case did not appear in the news reports. Except for the murderer and the police, no one knew that Ai Qing was suffocated to death by having cement poured into his mouth.

"Miserable? How miserable? Frankly speaking, if I am a scumbag, then she is not even a scumbag." Jiang Qiao said with disdain. He seemed not to hide his disgust and hatred for Ai Qing. He even expressed his happiness about Ai Qing's death directly.

"So you killed her?" Tang Guo wanted to launch a surprise attack to see his reaction.

"Little girl, are you talking in your sleep? I told you I was talking about life with a woman in the hotel last night. How could I have the time to kill her?"

Tang Guo glared at Jiang Qiao angrily, then turned her head away.

Yang Wanlong looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze from beginning to end, "When did you leave the hotel?"

"Yesterday morning, oh yes, I passed by the entrance of the media building. It turned out that she died. I should have gone to join in the fun earlier."

"Who can prove that you left early yesterday morning?" Yang Wanlong continued to ask.

"I told you to check the hotel surveillance. If you really don't believe me, you can go ask the woman who talked to me about life, and my parents, and ask them if I arrived home early yesterday morning." Jiang Qiao seemed a little impatient.

"You think we didn't check? Let me tell you! The hotel's video only captured you going in with a woman at around 11 o'clock, and didn't capture you coming out at all! And the female model said she went to bed at 12:30, and when she woke up in the morning, you were gone. The hotel's surveillance system was under maintenance after 12 o'clock, and recording was not resumed until 8 o'clock the next morning. No one knows when you left the hotel. There is no evidence to prove what you said!"

Yang Wanlong slammed the coffee table hard, making a loud noise, which had the effect of a gavel.

But he obviously forgot that this was a public place, not the criminal police station, and the people drinking coffee around him immediately cast dissatisfied glances at him.

"Believe it or not, my parents can prove that I came back early in the morning." Jiang Qiao's face looked a little ugly. Yang Wanlong's sudden shouting caught him off guard.

"It's just that the testimony of relatives cannot be used as evidence." Lin Wan said.

Jiang Qiao had already taken his hand back from the back of the chair. He lowered his head, biting his thumb subconsciously, and did not speak for a long time.

"I didn't kill that person..."

Finally, he spoke. The first sentence he spoke was still to defend himself. "Mr. Jiang, if you want to completely get rid of suspicion, you can only cooperate with us sincerely." Gao Fei said seriously.

Yang Wanlong stared at Jiang Qiao, whose expression kept changing, and said, "Next, I'll ask questions and you answer them."

"How long have you been apart?"

"Three years and six months..." Jiang Qiao gave the answer without even thinking.

They looked at each other and nodded.

"How long have you been dating?"

"Two and a half years."

"Why did you split up?"

After hearing Yang Wanlong's question, Jiang Qiao looked up at him.

He only saw seriousness in Yang Wanlong's eyes.

"I always thought... I had met my true love, but just by chance, I found out... I was just her wallet. You know Dai Anyu, right? That bitch said that he was just her best friend, but they went shopping, watched movies, traveled together, and even slept in the same bed. Best friend? A male best friend? She thought I was a fool, but I really was stupid at that time. I actually believed her lies."

As Jiang Qiao spoke, a look of resentment appeared on his face. If he was said to be the murderer, no one would feel strange. After all, anyone could feel the hatred in his current mood.

"I forgave her, but what happened later? She actually kept in touch with Chen Huaiyu! I know they were together before, but two and a half years, she was with me for two and a half years! During these two and a half years, they would exchange messages every day, more frequently than his mother would chat with me! She even used my money to buy him lessons, to learn dance and music, saying that she wanted to support his dreams? Tell me, why would you keep a woman like this around if you don't break up with her? I just said something harsh to give myself a way out, it was already very rational!"

Jiang Qiao yelled, his face and ears were already red. Some of the other customers in the cafe couldn't stand it, and some were persuaded to leave by the waiters.

His anger was still so real. If he was really the murderer, he would not have such strong hatred after successfully taking revenge.

Jiang Qiao had said it very clearly, and under the observation of several people, he did not reveal any flaws. His emotions were very real, and at least on the surface, he was not lying.

However, in the police's subsequent investigation, it was an indisputable fact that he had no alibi in the early morning when Ai Qing was murdered.

Therefore, his suspicion still exists, and it is not small.

"Mr. Jiang, thank you for your cooperation. We will find out the truth as soon as possible, but please do not leave Yecheng in the near future, otherwise we will take compulsory measures against you."

Jiang Qiao seemed a little depressed after his angry speech, and he did not comment on Yang Wanlong's warning.

"Let's go."

After looking at Jiang Qiao, several people turned and left.

Bai Yanliang and Xu Zhifei didn't say anything this time, but that doesn't mean they didn't discover anything.

On the contrary, it was precisely because they had discovered something that they had not spoken.

"He has it too." Bai Yanliang whispered.

"Yeah." Xu Zhifei looked back at Jiang Qiao, who was still in a daze in his seat. Behind him, a twisted, deformed black figure vaguely appeared...

(End of this chapter)