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The police conducted their investigation with remarkable efficiency, but despite their carefulness, some findings were leaked through various channels.
For instance, I heard about Zhao Yi's time of death: around two-thirty in the morning.
At that time, I was likely dead drunk, fast asleep in my hotel room.
Another piece of news spread even faster: this was not the crime scene; the body had been moved from another location.
I remember that this information spread like wildfire indoors, with each messenger wearing a mix of horror and excitement on their faces.
I also heard that the police had reviewed the surveillance footage from last night with the security personnel.
However, I estimated that it would be difficult for the police to find any useful clues from the footage.
Our company was neither a security agency nor a high-tech research firm; we were just an ordinary publicly listed company. Aside from cameras installed above the front and back doors, there were no other cameras on the premises.
So, at most, the police could only see who entered and exited the company.
"The crime did not occur here" echoed in my mind like a hammer striking the back of my head.
I recalled the image of a woman removing her rings with both hands. How could such a scene invade my thoughts without reason? It was simply too unbelievable.
I made an effort to carefully remember the details of that image.
In our company, all the restrooms are equipped with hand sanitizer, and there is no soap at all.
The soap in the picture has a very unique shape; it looks familiar to me, resembling a maple leaf.
I remember that this type of soap is only provided by one hotel—the Maple Leaf Hotel, where I stayed the previous night.
Just then, a man in his thirties approached me, accompanied by Mrs. Zhang Lin, the manager's wife.
My heart jumped into my throat. Could it be that they had already noticed the ring belonging to the corpse hidden in my handbag? I really wanted to take a sip of alcohol to calm myself down.
"This is Royi, the most capable assistant secretary to the general manager. She knows all the ins and outs of the company and every detail of this celebration. I believe she will assist you in solving the case," Zhang Lin introduced me to the police officer.
She had never used such flattering words to introduce me before, and I felt disgusted by her insincerity.
The male officer extended his right hand toward me. I had no choice but to reach out my hand from within the handbag, where I was tightly holding onto it, and shook his hand.
"My name is Gao Yi from the Criminal Investigation Division," he said while glancing at my bag.
" Section Chief Gao," Zhang Lin added beside me, her voice sounding both affected and coy.
Section Chief Gao was quite tall and had a serious expression, seemingly unfazed by Zhang Lin's flirtatious tone.
He asked me for a list of company employees and guests immediately.
Taking this opportunity, I entered my office.
As soon as I walked in, I turned on my computer and eagerly grabbed the wine bottle, taking a couple of big swigs.
When I set the bottle down, I suddenly noticed a clear fingerprint on each side of it.
The fingerprints were a deep crimson color. I leaned in closer and caught a whiff of a metallic scent that resembled blood.
That morning, when I first drank from this wine bottle, I had been hiding behind some bushes and hadn’t had the chance to see these two bloody fingerprints at all.
Could these be my fingerprints?
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