The Lin family's little boy returns to being eight years old, taking his family to new heights.

Chapter 108 The Waiter Has a Problem

Lin Xi leaned closer to examine Zhao Yang's palm carefully, and then said, "Normally when we make the gesture of invitation, although our fingers are straight and parallel, there is always a slight gap between them."

But look at his hands; there's not a single gap between them; they're clasped very tightly.

"He is thin with slender fingers. Normally, the gaps between his fingers would be even larger. What would make him deliberately tighten his fingers?"

Yan Feng reacted quickly, "He had a needle stuck between his fingers?"

Lin Xi nodded. "I think that's possible. No one had any contact with Zhao Liyi the whole time, so we can only start with the stool, since he was the only one who touched it."

Zhao Yang scratched his head. "But if he throws away the needle, can he guarantee that it will definitely pierce the flesh? In this weather, and he's wearing an undershirt underneath, unless he can guarantee that the needle will be pointing upwards when he throws it away."

Yan Feng shook his head. "That doesn't make sense either. Poison is instantly fatal. If that were the case, one would die as soon as they sat down. There wouldn't be any time to drink."

"And there will definitely be marks left on the stool..."

Lin Xi was also confused, but she felt that the waiter was the most suspicious. "Have you investigated the waiters?"

"Of course, his hometown is Wangbei. He studied here and just graduated this year. He said it was hard to find a job, so he came to the bar as a waiter to tide him over. He has been working here for more than two months."

"I have no conflict with Zhao Liyi. On the contrary, I am very grateful to Zhao Liyi because he always gives me a lot of tips."

Lin Xi touched her chin. "Hmm, it sounds like there's no problem."

But she had a strange intuition that it was the waiter, because no one else had even touched the chair, so how could they have poisoned it?

But how do you explain the lack of marks on the stool? And how did the needle get stuck in his buttocks?

Could it be that he knows magic?

magic?!……

Yes, it's magic!

Her eyes lit up instantly. "Brother Yan Feng, do you have CCTV footage from the two days before the incident?"

"Yes, we've checked, and there's nothing unusual."

"Let me see it again!"

She skipped over the opening hours and focused mainly on the closing time.

The day before, the two days before, the three days before...

It wasn't until seven days before the incident that she finally noticed something was wrong: the stool had been moved out of nowhere, without anyone doing anything.

Although the amplitude was small, her eyesight was exceptionally good.

“Look, the stool here has moved. Someone must have deleted this surveillance footage.”

Zhao Yang practically stuck his head into the computer screen. "Where did it move? I didn't see it!"

Upon seeing it for the third time, a look of delight spread across his face. "Yes! It really moved!"

"Xiao Xi, you're amazing!"

Yan Feng, relatively calm, concluded: "The absence of any marks or mechanisms on the stool indicates that the murderer made a better version to avoid detection. But what about the needle? How did it disappear?"

When we arrived, the body hadn't been moved, and when we moved it, there was nothing on the bench.

Lin Xi thought for a moment, "Are the needles made of ice?"

"Unlikely. The eye of a needle is very small. Ice that thin would melt very quickly unless it was shot in at bullet speed using a tool."

Now, Lin Xi was also at a loss for what to do.

However, this was the first time she had discovered a clue to a case on her own. She didn't want to rely on the system to solve the case and wanted to try her best on her own.

Yan Feng: "Zhao Yang, call the bar owner and that waiter over and interrogate them carefully again. Notify Wu Zheng to conduct a thorough investigation into their backgrounds."

Lin Xi wasn't idle either; she was doing something very important: watching magic show videos.

After a while, the corners of her mouth turned up, revealing two shallow dimples. She had found it!

In the interrogation room, Yan Feng was questioning the bar owner, who was covered in tattoos, had his hair slicked back, and looked impatient.

"Officer, are you done yet? My business has been terrible these past few days, and you keep coming to see me, it's damaging my reputation!"

"Okay, let's go."

The man walked away quickly, patting the male waiter on the shoulder before leaving. "Xiao Wang, cooperate well. I can see you're quite frightened. Take a good rest these two days and come back to work next week."

The waiter looked a little pale and bowed slightly. "Thank you, boss."

Lin Xi observed him for a while. Wang Bing had noticed him long ago, but seeing that he was a child, he assumed he was a policeman's daughter and ignored him.

The little girl followed him inside when the police called him in. He was slightly surprised, but quickly regained his composure.

Yan Fengchong and Lin Xi nodded.

Lin Xi then moved a chair and sat in the corner.

After a few simple questions, Wang Bing behaved normally, just like a shy and timid college student.

“You were the last one to leave on the morning of March 24th, right?”

The boy thought for a moment before answering, "Yes, it was me. The boss had to leave early and gave me the key to lock the door."

"Did anyone else enter the store before it was locked?"

Without hesitation, he replied, "No, I made sure everyone was gone before locking the door."

"The surveillance footage shows that you changed the chair. Can you tell me why?"

Wang Bing remained expressionless, but his eyes trembled slightly.

"I haven't changed the chair."

Yan Feng felt a little regretful that he hadn't fallen for the trick.

At this moment, Lin Xi blurted out, "Fishing line."

Wang Bing immediately looked up at the little girl in the corner, his mouth slightly open and then instantly closed.

Yan Feng was not fooled by this surprised look. Fishing line? What does that mean?

Lin Xi blinked her big eyes and smiled sweetly, "Big brother, your magic trick was pretty good! If you have that skill, why are you working as a waitress?"

Wang Bing lowered his head and looked down, trying to hide the panic in his eyes, but his white knuckles showed his nervousness. "I don't know what you're talking about. I can't do magic tricks."

At this moment, Wu Zheng walked in with a stack of documents. "Then I'd also like to ask, why did you, a top student who gets scholarships every year, refuse the offer from the Dean of the School of Chemical Engineering, and give up a perfectly good research assistant job to work as a waiter in a bar?"

"I don't want to do academic research."

"Don't you want to publish more than ten papers? Spend all your time in the lab?"

Wang Bing frowned. "I only published the paper to complete my teacher's assignment. Besides, my family isn't well-off, and I published it solely to get a scholarship."

He looked up and stared intently at Wu Zheng. "Officer, being good at studying doesn't mean I like this major. It's normal that I don't want to work in this field!"

It's normal. How is it abnormal? Everyone has their own desires. There are even graduates from Beijing universities who sell pork.

The police have no evidence right now. Even if they know Wang Bing has a problem, what can they do if he doesn't admit it?

Lin Xi picked up the documents on the table and carefully looked through them.

Born in a rural area, with parents who were farmers, and whose younger sister committed suicide five years ago, she is said to have suffered from depression due to excessive academic pressure.

Wang Bing consistently achieved excellent academic results, particularly in science subjects. He studied chemical engineering in university and was known for his humility, eagerness to learn, and high regard among his teachers.

Okay, there's nothing wrong with the information. Given his social standing, he has no way of having any contact with Zhao Liyi.

What exactly made him go to such lengths to kill Zhao Liyi?