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"I thought you knew." Yu Liang said, "Their mother and child have been missing for many years."

Zhou Jin asked: "When was the last time you saw her? Where?"

"I can't remember the time clearly, it was about ten years ago." Yu Liang's memory of the time is very vague, but he remembers one thing deeply, "But the last time I saw Zhenzhen was in the hospital. Suicide, only..."

Jiang Han pressed his back and confirmed again: "Cut your wrists and commit suicide?"

With a sad face, Yu Liang said, "Yes, she committed suicide. She looked very unhappy at the time, and told me that she couldn't bear the current life and wanted to end it all as soon as possible. It gave me the feeling of being desperate. Fortunately, at that time, the police from the police station came to investigate the household registration and rescued her in time...

Later, I went to the hospital to visit Zhenzhen, and the nurse said that she had been discharged from the hospital. Since then, I have never seen her again. "

Yu Liang lowered his toμ slowly, passed his ten fingers through his toμ hair and tugged twice, muttered: "I always feel that Zhenzhen is still alive, maybe it's just in my arms. For so many years, I have felt a few times in my life I saw her on a certain street. But could it be my illusion? In fact, she died a long time ago. She was really desperate at the time, and she always wanted to die, to commit suicide, to commit suicide..."

Jiang Hansheng looked at Yu Liang and saw his regretful expression.When a person cannot make any compensation for what he regrets, it is always painful.

Jiang Hansheng allowed him to be depressed for a moment, until Yu Liang's mood eased a little, and then continued to ask: "In your impression, has Qi Zhen ever worn red clothes? Qunzi or something like that."

Yu Liang raised his red eyes and was stunned for a while. He didn't know why Jiang Hansheng asked such a strange question suddenly, but after thinking about it, he definitely nodded toμ.

"She likes red. Qi Zhen is in this area..." Yu Liang didn't want to say that she was a prostitute, so he changed his words, "When she was working here, there was a flower named 'Red Rose'. She said she wore it When it’s red, it feels like a flower blooms and won’t wither.”

Yu Liang recalled Qi Zhen back then, but Zhou Jin's thoughts were all about the case.

She frowned to μ, and looked at Jiang Hansheng.

The two of them tacitly recalled the victims of this series of homicides. The cause of death for all the victims surnamed nμ was the same—wrist cuts.

Death caused by excessive bleeding.

Because the case was classified as homicide from the very beginning, the fatal wound on the deceased's wrist hardly reminds people of the meaning of "suicide".

But Jiang Hansheng can now be sure that during the process of committing the crime, Qi Yan kept arranging scenes full of ceremonies, which were actually his reflection on the scene of his mother Qi Zhen committing suicide by cutting her wrist.

By recreating the scene at that time, Qi Yan kept bringing himself back to that moment in order to seek some kind of psychological comfort and relief.

But what is the reason?

The reasons that led to Qi Zhen's suicide, and the reasons that caused Qi Yan to repeat the scene of suicide...

If he can figure out the secret behind it, maybe he can completely control Qi Yan psychologically.

In view of Yu Liang's cooperation, they have already achieved a lot, and it is already a surprise to get the name Qi Zhen.

Before leaving, Yu Liang sent them to the door and asked: "If you find Qi Zhen or her family, can you tell me? You don't need to tell me about Juxiu, I just want to know how she is doing. , if she wants to come back, I have been waiting for her."

Zhou Jin stared at him for a while.

When she entered the house just now, she discovered that Yu Liang was not like a man who had already started a family. He lived alone.

He seems to be in his 40s, and he still misses Qi Zhen, and he has not married yet.

After going downstairs, Zhou Jin sat in the co-pilot and sighed: "Nie Yuan. Does anyone really want to wait a lifetime for someone who may never come back?"

Jiang Hansheng shook the steering wheel, and for a moment, he helped Zhou Jin fasten her seat belt in a daze, and asked her nonchalantly, "Are you willing?"

Zhou Jin didn't think too much, smiled and said: "My dad taught me, if you feel that you can't hold on anymore, it means it's time."

"When?"

"Put it down and move on."

Jiang Han was silent and did not answer.

When the two returned to the hotel, Jiang Hansheng went to take a shower first, while Zhou Jin took out the snoμ machine and reported the latest progress to Tan Shiming.

After Tan Shiming heard about the situation, he knew that it was imperative to confirm Qi Zhen's identity as soon as possible. If he found Qi Zhen, he would be able to confirm Qi Yan's true identity, and what happened to the twin brothers...

Tan Shiming said that he would use the public security system to check Qi Zhen's name as soon as possible.

"Besides that, there is one more thing." Zhou Jin said, "Qi Zhen committed suicide by cutting his wrist back then, and in the serial murder case, the fatal wound on the wrist of the deceased is a unified criminal mark. Professor Jiang I don’t think it’s a coincidence, Qi Zhen’s suicide is likely to be an important factor affecting Qi Yan’s criminal pattern, so I want to find the policeman who rescued Qi Zhen back then and ask about Juxiu’s situation.”

Tan Shiming said: "It's not difficult. You can contact the local police station directly. There won't be too many people in charge of household registration."

Zhou Jin covered her forehead and said: "The police here in Huaiguang regard Professor Jiang as the god of plague. We have hit a wall a few times. It's just all kinds of prevarication, using snoμ to prevaricate us, and refuses to do things. "

Tan Shiming knew the reason, and laughed, "I didn't expect that Professor Jiang's name toμ would sometimes be ineffective."

Zhou Jin said: "Master, don't laugh at him."

Tan Shiming resumed his seriousness and said, "Don't worry, I'll tell them. Now that we have some solid clues, no matter how much they hate Jiang Hansheng, they won't dare to really delay our investigation."

Zhou Jin said, "Okay."

After hooking up the phone, Zhou Jin stretched out lazily, rubbing her stiff shoulders.

She turned her head and saw that the wound on her shoulder had almost healed, and she would find a hospital to remove the thread tomorrow.

Just as she was thinking, the slender and fair fingers of snoμ caressed the scar of her conch, it was Jiang Han's voice.

He asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"

Zhou Jin said: "I don't feel anything anymore, I will go to remove the stitches tomorrow."

Zhou Jin stood up, turned around to see that his soft black hair was dripping with water, it seemed to be a little long, and looked a little messy.

He wasn't wearing a shirt, and when he got close to her, Zhou Jin could intuitively feel the temperature of his skin and the smell of shower gel.

Jiang Han admired her for a while.

Zhou Jin's face was a little hot from his stare, and she pulled the towel from his sんnoμ to cover his sんni wet hair, and also covered his deep and deep eyes.

Jiang Hansheng could tell that her ears were a little red.

He lowered his toμ, the tip of his nose slightly brushed against her side face, and his lips seemed to be about to kiss Zhou Jin's cheek, but he never kissed her.

Without kissing β, those who actually kiss directly are even more exciting.

Zhou Jin felt his light rΣ breath sweep across her skin in a detached way, and the oxygen was too high.

Jiang Han said in a low voice: "Zhou Jin, I thought you kαi shared a room because you wanted to sleep with me."

Zhou Jin froze for a moment, "We just slept together."

Jiang Han asked back: "Really?"

He wrapped his arms around Zhou Jin's waist, held her in his arms, and carefully kissed her around the wound on her shoulder.

Softness and intimacy, Zhou Jin didn't understand it anymore, but now she does.