Mystery

Shen Ke frowned upon hearing this, "From the point of view that Zhang Sijia is my aunt, if she has problems with her private life, then it's barely a problem."

"But what we are discussing now is a case. Even if Zhang Sijia is a murderer, we can't arbitrarily judge that what she said is a big lie before we investigate it."

"You have been sitting in this single-person office for a long time, do you no longer know how the front-line police handle cases?"

"I thought your cognition was the same as mine. The criminal record of lying refers to her criminal record of perjury, or her habit of writing fake news."

Being a person and doing things are two different things. Zhang Sijia's emotional concealment from Lu Ye is her own business.This did not affect her discovery of Zhu Xi's clues, and then she was silenced.

Shen Ke said, looking at the green bead on Gu Sang's wrist.

"Because of Ran Jianping, your prejudice against Zhang Sijia is too deep."

Gu Sang's mouth was opened, and she was suddenly embarrassed by the blow.

Shen Ke's gaze was too hot, as if through that bead, she could see through the prejudice deep in her heart that she hadn't even noticed.

That embarrassment made Gu Sang's cheeks burn.

She clenched her fists tightly, "I'm sorry. Because Zhang Sijia's younger brother suspected that Ran Jianping was an inner ghost in order to investigate the cause of her death, and poured dirty water on him. This made me lose my sense of normalcy, and my words were indeed biased."

Shen Ke's expression remained unchanged, the person who needs to apologize is not her, but Gu Sang herself.

After Gu Sang finished speaking, she lowered her head tiredly, and she shook her head, "I've finished what I should say, sorry, what to do with the case should be a matter for your special case team, and I have no right to interfere."

As she spoke, she opened the drawer next to her, took out an old photo from a yellowed book, and handed it to Shen Ke.

Shen Ke took a look and saw that the photo was very artistic.

In the narrow alley, under the dim streetlights, Zhang Sijia embraced a man.The man was very thin, his hair was combed meticulously, he was wearing a small plaid shirt, he was clean-shaven, and he wore a pair of silver framed eyes, looking quite gentle.

Shen Ke moved her fingers slightly, "I know this person, he is a professor named Yu Yanning from the Chinese Department of Nanjiang University."

Yu Yanning taught "Modern Literature". Zhang Sijia is a graduate of the Department of Journalism, and this course is her compulsory course.

So Gu Sang heard Zhang Sijia calling Teacher Yu Yanning, which made sense.only……

When she first heard the word "teacher", the first thing she thought of was Liu Yuanming, but Liu Yuanming ran away from the police station. He had been to the police station countless times, and every passing dog knew him, let alone Gu Sang.

Shen Ke took the photo, without saying anything, and left Gu Sang's office with Qi Huan calmly.

"I'll go to the horse bureau to get the so-called ironclad video that can directly prove that Zhang Sijia committed suicide."

Qi Huan's face was also a little bad, and he offered to get evidence, "People will lie when they are biased. As long as the video is not edited, it will not be so easy to lie."

Shen Ke nodded, "I'm going to investigate Yu Yanning."

Qi Huan was taken aback, "Didn't you say..."

Shen Ke shook her head, "Yu Yanning is mediocre, but his wife is very famous, she is Liu Renna."

When she was looking at Zhu Jie's files, she had seen the files of the fake Zhu Jie Liu Renhai and his relatives.

Liu Renhai's elder sister, Liu Renna, is the president of Changqing Group. The Changqing Chemical Factory near the terminal of Route 422 and the Changqing Gymnasium belong to Liu Renna.

Liu Renna's husband is a Chinese teacher at Nanjiang University, and they have no children after they got married.

She only needs to see it once and remember it.

It's like a long thread, stringing together the pearls scattered on the ground.

Qi Huan suddenly opened his eyes wide, came back to his senses, and nodded emphatically.

It's working time now, people will come out from each office at any time, the two didn't talk in detail, and they split up to do their own things.

……

When Chen Mo and Li Yuan came back, it was already lunch break, and Shen Ke finished writing the report ahead of time, and when the results of the transcripts were consolidated, the "flying disaster" between Zhao Xiaomeng's mother and daughter would be over, and the prosecution would take over. .

In the small conference room opposite the office, everyone in the special case team sat there neatly.

Even Zhao Xiaomeng, who was injured, appeared by the computer with her little face covered in ointment.

"I have already watched the video, and there is no trace of editing or modification, that is, there is nothing wrong with the original file. Now I am going to play it."

As Zhao Xiaomeng said, he clicked the mouse, and the screen began to play on the big screen.

At the beginning of the video, there is a large space mirror pointed at the sky. The weather was obviously good that day, and the sky seemed to have been washed by water.

After waiting for a while, someone moved the camera, adjusted the focus, and aimed at the railing of the opposite balcony, where many birds were resting.

Zhao Xiaomeng clicked the fast-forward button, "The cameraman should go away, the stability is very good, it is a professional camera, and a tripod is set up."

She said, looked at the time at the bottom, three minutes and 28 seconds, and then clicked the normal playback, "Now Zhang Sijia is coming up, the video is still quite clear."

Sure enough, as soon as Zhao Xiaomeng's words fell, the iron gate of the roof was pushed open, and the birds heard the sound, and all flew away with flapping wings.

Zhang Sijia wore a long-sleeved red dress with white polka dots and walked to the roof. Her hair was messed up. I don't know if it was because of the light or the equipment. She looked as white as paper.

She walked to the edge of the terrace and stood quietly for a while, then climbed up the railing and sat on the edge, shaking her feet.

She took a dark red cloth from her hand bowl, and the faces of everyone in the special case team changed. Zhang Sijia raised her hand, revealing the long scar on her wrist that was still bleeding. He straightened his hair and tied it with the blood-stained red cloth.

Zhang Sijia's movements were very slow, as if she was watching an old movie. She seemed to feel the presence of the camera. She looked towards this side, and while she was holding her hair, she showed a weird smile.

She tied her hair back and looked downstairs. Just when everyone's hearts were in their throats, Zhang Sijia suddenly sat up straight again.

She sat quietly for a while, like a statue, the whole picture was still.

The bird flew back again and rested beside Zhang Sijia. Zhang Sijia didn't seem to notice it, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Immediately afterwards, she jumped and quickly disappeared from the camera.