Who moved my novel?

"Shh." Dong Peng pulled the enchantress and ran to the other side of the alley while gesturing for her to be silent.

After running through the alley for a long time, the two stopped in a secluded corner.

"What are you doing?" Enchantress asked with a frown.

"We are being followed." Dong Peng thought to himself that he was unlucky. He was only released from the police station in the middle of the night, but he was still being followed.

"It's just following." The enchantress patted the place on her clothes where Dong Peng had pulled her in disgust: "What's making such a fuss is that he is probably a fan of mine."

"Are you a fan?" Dong Peng frowned slightly, but thinking about it, it seems that this is really possible.

After all, he knew all the people in the city bureau, and there was no need for others to follow him. So apart from reporters, the only people who would follow him might be fans of the little guy in front of him.

"Ignore them." Enchantress waved her hand: "They won't do anything. Just wait until I show up tomorrow."

"Ignore them." Dong Peng nodded: "Then let's talk about you. What did you see?"

"I've seen it all." Enchantress smiled playfully: "I'll sort it out and tell you."

"That night, I saw you took off a man's coat, revealing the white coat underneath, and then tied him up in the park. You also used a knife to cut many small cuts on his body, and collected a tube with a test tube. Blood and then left him there."

"You looked at it very carefully." Dong Peng raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you leave then?"

"So you noticed me?" Enchantress was a little surprised, but she quickly adjusted her mood: "I left. I thought I saw two grown men loving each other, so I left, but then I felt something was wrong. , and went back again.”

"And you started following me?"

"You know?" Enchantress was stunned again: "When did you find out?"

"In the bar." Dong Peng said while looking around. Fortunately, no one followed him: "Why did you run to that bar?"

"Of course it's because someone frequents that bar, always orders a glass of ice, and secretly takes a tong from the bar."

"Did you see that?"

"Of course, you stole a clip when you went to a bar one time, and then on the day of your haircut, you pretended that your hands were shaking and you couldn't hold the clip. In fact, you had already replaced it with the one you stole before. If I'm not wrong, , Is this why the policeman was 'drunk'?"

"Fortunately, the police don't know this." Dong Peng shrugged: "Then what?"

"Then you secretly exchanged a bottle of beer. To be precise, you stole a bottle of beer. This also resulted in you only drinking four bottles of wine, but when you returned, you only had seven bottles left." Enchantress thought. After thinking about it, he said: "I didn't know why at first, but then I heard that the policeman's fingerprints were found on the wine bottle fragments near the body?"

"Yes." Dong Peng nodded: "Yes, I left a bottle of wine with his fingerprints before, so even though he didn't touch any wine bottles that day, there were still fragments with his fingerprints."

"But what I still don't quite understand is how the waiter was knocked unconscious, and why the policeman disappeared." Enchantress said with some confusion: "When I went out, he was gone."

"That's right." Dong Peng shrugged: "Just think of it as magic."

"Do you have other helpers?"

"At least not that day." Dong Peng shook his head.

"Can you tell me why?" Enchantress was puzzled: "Judging from the time, you don't have enough chance to complete this matter, let alone need to move people away."

"Moving away?" Dong Peng smiled: "There are indeed some things you don't understand. It's not that you are not smart enough, but that you have not really been exposed to those things."

"What is it?"

"I don't want to tell you." Dong Peng shook his head: "If you were present in these two incidents, then you should also be present when I killed the man in the warehouse, right?"

"Of course." Enchantress nodded: "I saw you covered your body with a layer of plastic sheet and killed that person, but there are some things I still don't understand."

"Tell me about it." Dong Peng nodded, then shook his head: "Forget it, you should tell me what you saw first."

"I've seen it all, everything." Enchantress looked at Dong Peng: "You came in with an ax from outside the door, threatened the guy, and pushed him into the corner step by step."

"Then you banged the ax on the table, said something to him, and then threw the ax on the table."

"Then he came and snatched the ax away, but you remained motionless, waiting for him to hit you."

At this point, the Enchantress stopped.

"Well, keep going." Dong Peng nodded and urged.

"I don't understand why he collapsed suddenly?" Enchantress frowned and asked, "I didn't see you using any drugs on him."

"You don't need to understand this if you don't understand it." Dong Peng shook his head: "What else did you see later?"

"I also saw you changed the handle of the ax to another axe." The witch asked puzzledly: "Why is this?"

"Because I'm afraid of making mistakes." Dong Peng shrugged: "The ax used the first time was very blunt. Even if he really used it to hit me, there was no threat at all. This can be seen from the splatter of sawdust on the table."

"Speaking of that table." This is another point that the enchantress is puzzled about: "Why did you deliberately use that person's hand to press a bloody handprint? This is completely superfluous, right? In particular, you also have to use his left hand to forcefully press the handprint of his right hand. After all, it is easy to leave evidence after being copied on the plastic sheet, right?"

"That can't be helped." Dong Peng rolled his eyes helplessly: "I forgot that there was blood on the first axe, and some pig blood was left when it hit the table."

"But why did you slam the table?" The enchantress frowned: "I understand that you threw the axe on the table to get his fingerprints on it, but I don't quite understand why you slammed the table."

"This..." Dong Peng was a little embarrassed when he mentioned this: "I was a little excited at the time, and I subconsciously smashed it, and then I realized that I had to make up for it..."

"So you can make mistakes..." The enchantress lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Of course, no one is perfect, and I'm just an ordinary person." Dong Peng looked at Yao Ji and suddenly smiled: "Anything else you want to ask?"

"Yes." Yao Ji nodded quickly: "Why do you leave a tube of blood every time you kill someone?"

"This..." Dong Peng thought for a while: "If you want to know this, you have to answer me a question first."