Mystery

Sink into eternal night?

She doesn't like the dark night. People in the dark night can't see her handsome motorcycle helmet, and even take her curly hair as an upside-down mop head. It's clear that every strand of her hair reveals the breath of a living person .

The sun is so good, it will burn the motorcycle's buttocks, and it will make the little girl in a short skirt walk with peace of mind.

Shen Ke looked at Jiang He sitting in the interrogation room through the glass window on the door.

With his eyes closed, he quietly looked like an old monk meditating, as if everything in this world had nothing to do with him.

If he hadn't known that he was a lawyer when they first met, Shen Ke would never have thought that Jiang He would be a lawyer who would argue endlessly with others.

"You check Zhang Helen's call records, as well as Jiang He's resume, and send them to the group."

As she spoke, she unscrewed the doorknob of the interrogation room. Zhao Xiaomeng was caught off guard, and before she even had time to point her head, she ran back to her seat.

They are very busy today. Team Chen and Qi Huan are going to deal with the follow-up of the Yi Si case together. At this moment, all the families of the victims have come to the police station. Just thinking of facing so many people, Zhao Xiaomeng feels There was simply no way to breathe.

"I specially gave you time to think. Now you should figure it out. I said something wrong before. How about it? Did you come up with any countermeasures to make up for it? Jiang and barrister."

"It's not the first time that music played on her mobile phone. She used to play this music often when she was playing games. I asked her, and she told me about "Eternal Night"."

Jiang He spoke in an orderly manner, "The result of seeing the doctor this time is still not very satisfactory, and Helen is not in a good mood. So we went home directly. She took a shower first, and put her mobile phone on the coffee table. I heard the phone It kept ringing."

"What did I say wrong? Officer Shen. Now that Jiang has lost his lover, he really doesn't have the mood to stick to words."

"Name."

"I called her, and she said she knew a policeman, so let's mention it privately. After all, there is no definite evidence. Maybe it's just a prank, or a virus in the phone."

Shen Ke raised her eyebrows, "Lover? Helen Zhang didn't mention me in front of you, did she?"

This time, without waiting for Jiang He to avoid her gaze, she stood up directly, and put the lyrics that Zhao Xiaomeng gave her just now, in front of Jiang He, as if the previous tension did not exist.

There was no surprise on Jiang He's face. He looked up weakly, looking very tired, "That's right, I'm sorry, it's my professional habits that caused the trouble. I naturally said the words to close the relationship .”

"Jing He."

"Because I have to go to court today, she asked me to rest early. I do have important work today, and I can't catch up with her at that time, so I started working at home and waiting for her."

"To be honest, I didn't care. We are very compatible in soul, and we rarely interfere with each other's work. Helen is such a warm-hearted person, and she often does things that seem thankless .”

"The two of us met too late, it is not easy to have children when we are old, and we both have to put customers first, so it is difficult to squeeze out time during work hours, so we can only make appointments at night after get off work. "

"Really? Are you a publicist by profession, or a lawyer who is used to lying?" Shen Ke said, looking at Jiang He with burning eyes.

"The doctor we saw used to be my high school classmate, and we are VIPs, so the arrangement is relatively flexible."

"I was very uncomfortable hearing that voice. I was afraid that she had fallen into other people's psychological hints, so I persuaded her to call the police and let professional Internet police handle this matter. We have no way to catch people across the Internet."

He opened the piece of paper and put it on the lyrics page that Shen Ke gave him.

"Last night at 09:30, you picked Helen Zhang out of the office, and where did you go? What is written on this piece of paper, do you know?"

Speaking of which, before that, she really thought she was an excellent psychiatrist.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have given her business card to Yao Shanshan, the president of the fan club.

"When she was in the shower last night, I just found out that she had set that as her mobile phone ringtone, and then there was a number with no caller ID, which kept calling her."

Shen Ke picked it up and took a look. Just last night, she had read Zhang Helen's records of her diagnosis and treatment. She remembered her words, and they were indeed written like this. At the bottom, she also wrote yesterday's date, and Helen's medical record. English name.

"But you police can, can't you? I asked Helen to go with me after I took a shower, but when I came out, she had already gone out and left me a note saying that you go to bed first, I'll go back."

"And she suspected that the patient's death was related to this song. Last night after get off work, I accompanied Helen to Cili Hospital near the company. It is a private hospital that is very famous in terms of childbirth."

Jiang and Si Tiao slowly picked up the paper on the table, pushed their glasses frames, "I know, it's a song called Yong Ye. One of Helen's patients passed away. Investigate this."

"When you first met me at the police station, it wasn't because you wanted to see what Shen Ke looked like in her mouth. She is a psychiatrist. It is her professional ethics not to disclose her patient's information to others. .”

Shen Ke sat down opposite Jiang He, and Li Yuan beside him silently opened his notebook and finished the record work.

Jiang He slowly opened his eyes, his voice was a little hoarse, and the breath around him was as weak as ever.

As Shen Ke said, Zhang Helen's angry look when she questioned her suddenly surfaced yesterday.

As Jiang He spoke, he took out a piece of paper from his white shirt pocket.

"I've been waiting for a long time. It's past twelve o'clock, and she hasn't come back yet. I called her, and the phone showed that it was turned off."

As Jiang He spoke, he paused for a long time.

"Then I received a notification from the traffic team. I would like to ask, does the special case team have any evidence to prove that Helen committed suicide? If not, why did the case transfer to this side?"

"Why can't the case be closed and let me take Helen home? Obviously, the traffic police told me that Helen drove over suddenly, and the accident happened. There were wheel marks on the scene, video surveillance on the road, and a car witnesses."

As Jiang He spoke, he became slightly agitated. His tone was not aggressive, but every sentence was very logical, with professional majesty.

"You are very anxious, which makes me wonder if I have spoken my mind, for example suspecting that you are a murderer or something."