After 100,000 simulated crimes, I became an ace detective.

In the mediation room of Jinling Fengze Criminal Investigation Brigade.

Zhang Lifang sat on the chair with an awkward look on her face, her palms resting on the edge of the table, her body slightly leaning forward, and the nervousness on her face was obvious.

Next to her, sat Yu Ruyi, who couldn't leave her side.

He was not affected by the current environment at all. He stared at the Great Compassion Mantra in front of him seriously and continued to recite salvation.

At the same time, there is a peach wood sword placed next to it. In the middle of the recitation, he will suddenly pick up the peach wood sword and swing it twice, as if he is killing ghosts.

......

Zhang Lifang was not kept waiting for too long.

After going out to get a notebook, Lin Tianbi, Huang Qiang, and Wang Qi quickly walked into the mediation room, ready to start in-depth understanding of useful clues.

And after seeing Lin Tian and the others walking in.

Zhang Lifang deliberately showed a more nervous expression on her face and asked without hesitation.

"police officer."

"This...this is going to..."

Not finished though.

But the three experienced people naturally clearly felt Zhang Lifang's tension and worry.

but.

This kind of nervousness did not make the three of them suspicious or feel that anything was wrong. On the contrary, they even felt that...it would be weird if they came to the Criminal Investigation Brigade with a calm face.

After all, the Criminal Investigation Brigade is different from the Public Security Police Station.

In the conventional impression of most people, criminal investigation represents major cases, serious cases, and murder cases. Once accidentally involved, it may be an extremely serious matter.

Therefore, when a nanny with little education showed such a nervous and scared expression in front of them, this was actually the real situation.

At least.

Zhang Lifang's gesture alone made Lin Tian and the others less suspicious of her identity.

Wang Qi, the head of Fengze Criminal Investigation Brigade, slowly sat on the chair, gently pressed his hand to Zhang Lifang, and spoke kindly.

"Don't worry, Zhang Lifang."

"We are not looking for you, but we want to know... some clues about Aunt Yu's son, Jiang Sulong."

"Besides, we are still in the mediation room, not a special interrogation room, so just relax for now and tell everything you know."

What Wang Qi said.

It seemed that Zhang Lifang's mood was slightly relieved, and the tension on her face also faded a lot.

But next second.

But as if he suddenly reacted, his eyes widened suddenly, and he asked with confusion in his eyes.

"Sister Yu's son?"

"If...if I remember correctly, Sister Yu should have only one son, right? She seems to have died abroad that year. This...what's going on..."

"Sister Yu's son is not dead, but that's not right. If he is not dead, why don't you come to see Sister Yu? You know, Sister Yu is reciting sutras every day to save her son."

"Maybe, after her son suddenly comes back, Sister Yu's Alzheimer's disease will be cured."

Have to admit.

Zhang Lifang's reaction was very correct. She was relaxed at first, then shocked, and finally expressed her heartache for Yu Ruyi.

This series of flawless movements had obviously been practiced secretly countless times.

Just so that... when the police traced the pastor's original identity, she was asked to assist in the investigation and walked out of the police station safely.

It is clear.

The time-consuming exercise resulted in extremely effective feedback.

Seeing Zhang Lifang's reaction and words that were not exaggerated and even perfectly suited to the identity of a middle-aged nanny, the suspicion in the hearts of the three people opposite them dropped again.

Lin Tian sorted out the thoughts in his mind, tapped his finger on the table, and asked seriously.

"Jiang Sulong's life and death is not something you need to care about."

"I want to know one thing now. Has Aunt Yu told you anything about her son?"

"No matter what it is, as long as it's about Jiang Sulong."

Lin Tian knows that time is precious.

Already the first person to skip the many previous temptations and start asking for the most needed information this time.

Zhang Lifang was stunned for a moment, then quickly frowned, looking at the ceiling, showing an expression of serious recollection.

after a few seconds.

Zhang Lifang nodded suddenly, clenching her fists with obvious excitement.

"Have it!"

"I remember something!"

"I was hired by Sister Yu's daughter to take care of her two years ago."

"Because, two years ago, Sister Yu's Alzheimer's disease was already a bit serious. She would often forget to flush the toilet, forget to bring the keys, forget to turn off the gas stove, etc."

"In this case, a fire almost broke out twice, so I was asked to take care of Sister Yu."

"At the beginning, apart from being forgetful, Sister Yu had no other symptoms. At least she didn't completely lose the ability to take care of herself like she is now."

"Then, I often found that when she had nothing to do, Sister Yu would take the photo frame on the dining table and wipe it gently repeatedly, and wipe her eyes from time to time."

"Originally, according to the professional rules of nannies, you should not ask any personal matters of your employer, but one time I really couldn't help it, so I asked..."

"Sister Yu, since you miss your son so much, why don't you let him come back to see you."

Speaking of it.

Zhang Lifang paused again, turned her head and looked at Yu Ruyi beside her, then continued to look at Lin Tian and the others opposite, shook her head and sighed.

"she says......"

"My son died five years ago. He was killed by a bomb abroad. He died on the spot and there was no chance of rescue."

"When she rushed abroad urgently, she was not even able to see her for the last time. All that was left in front of her was a jar of cold ashes."

"Then, he started to complain about himself again, saying that it was all his fault that he failed to take good care of his son. He even didn't seriously inquire about what kind of work he was doing abroad."

"Believe whatever you say. In the end, even the photo will only be the one in your arms."

"I can feel that...Sister Yu was very self-blame at that time. If she was given another chance, it would be absolutely impossible for her son to go abroad to work."

heard here.

Lin Tian and others sitting opposite could not help but frown.

Because, through Zhang Lifang's words, they can roughly judge...

If Yu Ruyi didn't know that his son was a foreign mercenary until the day when the pastor faked his death, he might not have many clues.

The possibility of a breakthrough from this aspect is probably very low.

Just when Lin Tian felt a little helpless and planned to continue asking.

Zhang Lifang suddenly raised her head, as if she remembered something crucial.

He immediately looked left and right, deliberately blocked his mouth, and lowered his voice like a rural aunt chewing her tongue.

"By the way, a few police officers."

"I suddenly remembered something..."

"A year ago, probably a year ago, Sister Yu's Alzheimer's disease had become more serious, and she would often be in a daze and talk nonsense."

"I remember that one time, Sister Yu was holding a photo frame in her arms. I don't know why, but she suddenly said such a sentence."

"It's all Xiaomei's fault, it's all Xiaomei's fault. She obviously knew about this a long time ago, but she still hid it from me along with her brother. Finally... finally ended up in this situation..."