Things that solve crimes

The police began to investigate the personnel in Chongqing City Prison.

No news on the first day.

There was no news the next day either.

On the third day there was still no news.

Everyone's faces turned green, and they looked like bitter gourds.

Qin Henian thought about it for two or three days and then went to find Song Zhouyi's mother.

He had a question. It was known that the murderer knew Song Zhouyi. If Song's mother was seriously ill, would Song Zhouyi ask the murderer to take care of Song's mother?

Moreover, how did Song Zhouyi know that Song's mother was seriously ill? He checked the prison visit records and found that no one had visited Song Zhouyi since three years ago.

Question after question appeared in his mind, and Qin Henian had an intuition that Mother Song would give him an answer.

Song's mother's home is on an old street.

Walking through the old-fashioned streets, Qin Henian stopped under a locust tree and knocked on the door next to him.

"Squeak!" The door opened, and what appeared in front of Qin Henian was an old lady with gray hair and wrinkles on her face. She was Song's mother.

Qin Henian explained his identity, and Mother Song took him in.

"Police officer, what do you want from me?" Mother Song asked.

Qin Henian said, "Has anyone been looking for you these days?"

Song's mother was confused, "Who would look for an old woman like me? Ever since Ah Yi's accident, our relatives and friends have stayed away from us."

"You are getting older. Do you usually take care of yourself? Have you ever thought about going to a nursing home?" Qin Henian asked in a different way.

Mother Song smiled and said, "Where can I go to a nursing home? I can still move. People usually come to see me and take care of me for a while."

Qin Henian perked up and asked, "Who is this person taking care of you?"

Mother Song sighed, "I am old and my eyesight is not good, so I couldn't see that person clearly."

There was regret in Mrs. Song's tone as she spoke. She had bad eyesight and could not see the kind person clearly. And as an old woman, she didn't know how to thank him.

"How long has this person taken care of you?" Qin Henian asked.

Song's mother recalled, "Ever since five years ago, that person has been coming over from time to time to help me clean and cook."

Qin Henian frowned, five years, so early? He asked again, "Did he say why he took care of you?"

How could he come to take care of a strange old man for no reason and not from a caring organization?

Mother Song hesitated a little, and Qin Henian was keenly aware of her hesitation, "What's wrong? Can't you tell me?"

Mother Song waved her hand, "No, that person said he was A Yi's friend."

Most of Ah Yi's friends were his fellow inmates. Some people were very taboo about this, but Mother Song didn't want to talk about it.

friend? Qin Henian lowered his head and thought, the prison guards could basically be eliminated.

Unless it was a specific situation, how could the police become friends with a murderer, especially a serial murderer like Song Zhouyi.

Mother Song hesitated for two seconds and then asked, "Officer, is Ayi okay?"

Since A Yi entered, relatives and friends have drawn clear boundaries with them. In the past few years, she could still visit A ​​Yi.

In recent years, her health has been poor and her legs and feet have become inconvenient. She hasn't visited A Yi for a long time, and she doesn't know if A Yi is doing well.

Qin Henian's mouth twitched, "Okay, why not." If he is good, he can find a serial murderer.

Afterwards, Qin Henian said goodbye. Instead of returning to the police station, he went to the Yu City Prison.

At the door, he met an acquaintance, "Captain Chen?" he called.