Who moved my novel?

"In other words, this person has resigned from your company?" In a distant city, Director Wang frowned and looked at the person in front of him.

"Yes, officer." The person in charge of the company in front of Director Wang nodded: "Chengfeng was indeed our editor, but now he has resigned. I can only provide you with his contact information and some personal information. Other than that... I can't help you."

"Well." Director Wang nodded: "Then I'll trouble you. The more detailed the information, the better."

...

"What do you mean?" In the interrogation room, Xue Mo looked at Team Huang with dissatisfaction: "Why did you arrest me?"

"Xue Mo, don't pretend. You know so many details. You must be the murderer!" Team Huang raised his head and said: "If you admit it now, I can still count it as your surrender, but if you don't say it, the consequences will definitely be unbearable for you!"

"What?" Xue Mo raised his eyebrows: "I'm just an author. The case happened to be the same as the book I wrote. If you say I'm the murderer just because of this, then can I say you're also the murderer, because you now know the whole process of the real case."

"How can it be the same? You knew it before the case, and I knew it after the case happened." Team Huang slammed the table: "Xue Mo, don't talk nonsense here, you answer whatever I ask!"

"That nonsense is not appropriate." Xue Mo shrugged, and then saw Team Huang's murderous expression, and then he quickly shut up and waved his hand: "Okay, okay, I won't say anything."

"Tell me, how did you kill people?" Team Huang saw Xue Mo calm down and asked directly.

"I didn't kill anyone." Xue Mo shook his head.

"How do you prove that you didn't kill anyone?"

"How can I...how can you prove that I did?" Xue Mo frowned and asked back: "Do you want everyone who comes to prove that they didn't kill anyone? Then why don't you go and ask everyone in Chixin City?"

"I said it!" Team Huang emphasized: "What do you say when I ask? Where were you when the crime happened!"

"I don't know!" Xue Mo also wanted to emphasize his tone.

"Please cooperate with my investigation!" Team Huang stared at Xue Mo: "Tell me! Where were you at the time!"

"I don't know!" Xue Mo said again.

"If you do this, I can only deal with you as refusing to cooperate with the investigation." Team Huang looked at Xue Mo coldly.

"Ahem." The policeman on the side couldn't stand it anymore and cleared his throat: "Um, what's that, Xue what? Oh, yes, Xue Mo, can't you just tell me what you were doing at that time? Since you are not the murderer, why do you have to go against us?"

"I really don't know!" Xue Mo was a little annoyed: "I don't even know when the murder happened, how can I know what I was doing at that time! Are you stupid?"

"You don't know if you can't ask!" Team Huang was even more angry when he saw Xue Mo was angry: "What are you doing with your mouth open? Are you eating Aoli Ge?!"

"There is a brainless person who won't let me ask questions." Xue Mo almost yelled: "I just want to ask that brain-buying thing if I can ask questions now!"

"Who the hell are you scolding!" Team Huang slammed the table and was about to stand up.

"Knock knock knock!" The knock on the door suddenly sounded.

"Who!" Team Huang turned around suddenly and stared fiercely at the person who pushed the door in.

However, the next moment, Team Huang's momentum was lost, not for anything else, but because the person who came in was none other than Daju.

"Daju, Daju." Team Huang quickly changed his expression: "You, why are you here?"

"If I don't come, will there be a fight?" Daju looked at Team Huang expressionlessly, then at Xuemo, and finally fixed his eyes on the policeman who was watching on the side: "What happened? Why is it so messed up?"

"This..." The policeman looked at Daju, then at Team Huang, and didn't dare to say it for a while.

After all, as the saying goes, the county magistrate is not as good as the current one.

You can't afford to offend him twice, so it's better not to say anything.

"Okay, I know." Daju saw the expression of the policeman and probably guessed the situation here, and nodded: "Who is right and who is wrong? I will watch the video later. Now you go out first, I'll ask Xuemo."

"Yes." Team Huang walked towards the door with a red face.

"Daju, do you need me to help record?" Another policeman asked after a slight hesitation.

"Okay." Daju glanced at the man and nodded: "Then you can make a record here."

"Yes, thank you Daju!" The police nodded happily and sat down again.

"Tell me, what did you do last night?" Daju came up and got straight to the point: "About ten o'clock."

"Ten o'clock?" I don't know if it was because it was the first time I met Daju so formally or because Daju asked questions in a more peaceful way, Xue Mo was very honest this time. He thought for a while and said: "I was writing a novel at home around ten o'clock last night. There is no one else you can prove it, but when I went home around nine o'clock, I bought drinks and dinner downstairs. If the store staff has a better memory or there is surveillance, they can prove it to me."

"Yeah." Daju nodded without comment and continued to ask: "Did you go out later?"

"No." Xue Mo shook his head: "I didn't finish coding yesterday's content until after eleven o'clock, and I didn't have time to go out at all."

"What do you think of the deceased?" Daju suddenly asked a question that Xue Mo didn't expect.

"What about the dead?" Xue Mo was stunned for a moment, then slowly said: "I have never seen the dead before, and I don't have any opinion..."

"Oh, yes, you haven't seen the dead yet." Da Ju said while taking out a photo: "Take a look at this, I think you can remember something."