The two waited for him for more than a minute. Zhang Jinlei stood up and opened the drawer. He took out a medicine bottle and took a pill with the cold coffee on the table. Chen Shi noticed that he was taking Paroxetine, a kind of antidepressant.
Zhang Jinlei's eyes were red. "Sorry, I got too agitated. I hope you can understand. I have a mental illness."
Chen Shi said, "We understand. Excuse us for disturbing you today. You know that Yan Qilin's case may have been committed by a serial killer. He will kill a girl every year on Qixi."
Zhang Jinlei nodded calmly. "I’ve heard."
"Excuse us for asking, but where were you last night?"
"Which bar did you go to?"
"I used to go to the Queqiao Bar in previous years. The bar was relocated this year. I went to another newly opened bar called... Huoxing? Actually, I don't drink normally, but I have to make myself drunk on this day."
"Have you been drinking the whole time? Can anyone prove it?"
Zhang Jinlei raised his eyes, seemingly unhappy. "You can go to that bar to inquire."
"But someone said that you were in another place around 9:00 last night."
"Who said this?"
"We can't disclose this. Did you go to another place?"
"I've been in the bar from 8:00 till 12:00. I didn’t go anywhere. I don't know what your intentions are, asking me this all of a sudden!" Zhang Jinlei's tone clearly showed displeasure.
If they continued asking, this kid might blow up again, so Chen Shi changed the subject. "The information says that you have a good family background and your parents work in the bank?"
"My parents do work in a bank, and my family is relatively wealthy compared to others. But my childhood wasn’t happy. My parents have always been arguing, and anything can be a fuse to spark off a quarrel. Since I was very young, the two of them had been planning to divorce. But for the sake of their reputations, they had to maintain their empty marriage. I was my father’s tool for showing off to outsiders. When I was in kindergarten, I was forced to participate in various enrichment classes. I had to take first place in every exam. They even forced me to participate and win awards in some insignificant competitions. Elementary school chess competitions. Speech contests. Abacus mental arithmetic competitions. All kinds of awards were hung on the walls at home. They were the source of my father’s pride. I hated my family. They caused me great psychological trauma.”
"I know that in the eyes of outsiders, I’m a hardworking student with a superior family background who was born intelligent and talented. But my heart was full of scars. I am full of fear when it comes to socializing. I’m very insecure. You wouldn’t understand these things...
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