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As my intoxication gradually faded away in the detention center, everything that had happened on the night of the incident played out in my mind like a disjointed montage film, fragmented and chaotic.
No matter how hard I tried to concentrate, I could only recall a few broken images.
The first image was of me wearing a raincoat in a room.
I slowly remembered questioning the man about why he was wearing a raincoat and gloves.
He replied that it was to avoid leaving any traces.
Then came the image of me taking a ring off my boss's hand.
Yes, at this moment, I deduced the reason: I wanted to keep it as a memento.
How foolish I was.
The scene of the murder was something I struggled to remember.
Before I was locked up in the detention center, I overheard someone from the technical department reporting to Gao Yi that my boss, Zhao Yi, had been struck on the back of his head with a heavy object, but that wasn't the fatal blow.
He had been knocked unconscious and then suffocated to death.
There were no other wounds on his body.
So how did I end up with bloodied fingers? Whose blood was it?
I examined my hands closely and suddenly noticed a small cut on my right index finger.
Perhaps the blood on the Wine Bottle was originally mine. However, I couldn't recall how that wound had been inflicted.
That night, I couldn't sleep at all in the detention center.
I became increasingly convinced that it was I who, under the influence of alcohol, had conspired with the man from the bar to kill the boss.
Then, we moved the body to the company, replacing it with the Plaster Statue to create a sensation the following day.
Later, I lured that man to my office balcony and pushed him off to silence him.
Yes, I did all of this.
The memories in my mind served as evidence.
I held my head in my hands, feeling that being caught by the police was truly deserved.
Early the next morning, an officer came to take my blood sample.
At noon, Gao Yi and another female officer interrogated me.
By then, I was utterly hopeless. I decided that no matter how many years the court sentenced me to, even if it was death, I would accept my fate.
The interrogation was straightforward, without any irrelevant questions. In the end, Gao Yi presented me with several pieces of evidence:
Evidence One: They found the boss's Wedding Ring in my Bag.
Evidence Two: They discovered bloodstains on a Nail at the end of the T-Shaped Iron Frame from which the body was hanging. The blood on the Nail matched my blood type.
At that moment, I thought, this must be why there were my blood fingerprints on the wine bottle. I must have accidentally pricked my finger while lifting the body onto the iron frame, and later used my injured hand to reach for the wine.
The evidence is overwhelming.
Evidence Three: The police showed my photo to the Front Desk Clerk at the Maple Leaf Hotel. Since I was a regular, she recognized me immediately.
I was the one who checked into room 6046 on the top floor on the night Zhao Yi was murdered. I was accompanied by a man I had met at the bar. We were speaking loudly in English, which left a strong impression on the staff.
Evidence Four: The police found a chair in room 6046 that was used to strike Zhao Yi on the back of his head. There were strands of his hair on it. Additionally, they discovered Zhao Yi's DNA on the pillow in my room. We first knocked him out with the chair and then smothered him with the pillow.
Evidence Five: The police found several call records on my phone. One was made at 1:30 AM, just before the murder, when I called our boss. It was this call that brought our boss to the Maple Leaf Hotel, where the crime took place.
The police asked me what reason I gave for my boss to come to the Maple Leaf Hotel at such an odd hour.
I shook my head helplessly.
I couldn't remember at all what I had said to my boss regarding that detail.
The other calls were made secretly to Fennel Bar and Maple Leaf Hotel after the body was discovered by others.
This indicates that after the incident, I was feeling guilty and anxious.
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