Chapter 103

Fu Yunjian glanced at the woman's outstretched hand and moved the hand holding the mouse to freeze the picture.

Then enlarge the position of the tiger's mouth on the other side's right hand.

Standing aside, Zhang tezhu, when he saw the man's squinted eyes, walked over curiously and watched the video with him.

"Mr. Fu, is there any problem with this monitoring?"

"Of course there is a problem." Fu Yunjian said faintly, "go to the administration department and ask for a photo of the recent hotel activities, which is a group photo of the executives not long ago."

"OK." Zhang tezhu answered and left.

Fu Yunjian continued to click play and looked at the screen in the monitoring video.

In the picture, after giving the man the envelope bag, the woman got up from the seat, picked up the handbag on the chair beside her, put it on her wrist, and turned and walked out of the coffee shop.

Fu Yunjian leaned against the back of the chair and gently slid his hand holding the mouse. After watching the video again and again, his eyes became more and more deep.

Ten minutes later, Zhang tezhu returned to the office with a group photo.

The man took the group photo, his eyes fell directly on Yan Shu, slowly moved down, and finally fell on Yan Shu's left hand with the bouquet, hooked the lip corner.

"Did they see this surveillance video with their own eyes when they were in the police station?" Fu Yunjian asked Zhang tezhu.

"I didn't notice it, but the banquet manager shouldn't have seen it, because as soon as she arrived at the police station, she stayed in the interrogation room until her best friend came to the police station to bail her out."

Zhang tezhu thought about it and then added, "but the lawyer Jiang Zhengyu didn't know whether he saw it or not."

After thinking for a moment, Fu Yunjian slowly opened his mouth, "later, you call the banquet manager and say to ask her about the situation on behalf of the hotel."

Zhang tezhu nodded and asked, "today in the police station, the friend of the banquet manager made that call, and the identity of the other party..."

"The identity of that person doesn't matter first. Follow up on the case of Yan Shu." Fu Yun remonstrated and ordered in a deep voice.

Zhang tezhu nodded, "understand."

He knows that Yan Shu is still the manager of the hotel now. If she sits down and instigates murder, he is afraid that the image of the hotel will be affected later, not to mention president Fu's plan to promote the hotel.

In serious cases, it may even affect the share price of Fourier.

After Zhang tezhu left the office, Fu Yunjian continued to search for relevant information about the chef on the Internet.

Soon, from a Tianya post, he glimpsed the words' loyal pink head of M country chef '.

Fu Yun admonished him and found that it was full of photos of the chef.

The scenes in the photos are different, but the people are the same, and even the clothes are the same from beginning to end.

Fu Yunjian flipped through one by one, and when he finally saw a photo of the chef accepting the award, he slowly stopped moving the mouse.

In the photo, the chef holds the trophy in his left hand and subconsciously puts his right hand on his abdomen.

Although both hands are wearing black gloves, you can see a subtle movement in each other's right hand.

That is, the other party's index finger is cocked, which exactly seems to be unable to bend.

Fu Yunjian recalled the group photo he had just seen. He took the photo and compared it with the photo on the computer, and found that the gestures were very similar.

However, on the group photo in his hand, Yan Shu's index finger slightly bent a small part, but it still gave people an unnatural feeling.

The man ran through what Fu Yunchen had said recently, and then recalled what master song and the chefs in the kitchen had said before.

On the day of President Yi's wife's birthday party, Yan Shu, as the hotel manager, also attended. Xiaobaozi especially loved the food Yan Shu brought

On such a thought, Fu Yunjian felt that Yan Shu was more suspicious.

It may be the chef.

"Is it a coincidence, or is it intentional..." the man narrowed his eyes slightly, and a haze flashed across his eyes.