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"Two officers, please. Genie has an early meeting in a quarter of an hour. She hopes the conversation can be over in 10 minutes."

The female assistant led Jiang Xiaoming and Hua Fei to Ji Qing's office, made coffee and then closed the door to leave.

Jiang Xiaoming looked around and felt that this decoration style was too old-fashioned for women, and it was not the main room, but a small room attached to the former president's office.

This is exactly the same as Ji Qing's embarrassing position in Peony City. Although the old Mr. Zhou entrusted her with many things, he has not given her actual rights and positions for a long time. She can only use the identity of Mrs. Zhou to temporarily manage Peony City, she probably won't even use this identity for long.

Sister Hua turned her mobile phone screen to show Team Jiang, Genie, a Hebrew name for a girl, means "noble nobleman".

"It seems that she really cares about her background and status." Police Officer Hua Fei shook his head helplessly, and was a little worried about the question to come.

They didn't come prepared this time, they just put their hopes on the invisible symbiotic relationship between Ji Qing and Lin Mu to see if they could swindle some valuable clues from her mouth, after all, it's not a good deal to save one or the other. .

Lin Mu is very cunning. No one's fingerprints can be collected on the silk scarf hidden by Ji Qing or the key to her villa, and he hides it in an empty locker that does not belong to him. The chain of evidence must first prove that The thing belongs to the forest, and then it is proved that he got it from Ji Qing's villa, the latter part is especially difficult.

The evidence that the police had was nothing more than a few grains of rice, a piece of fabric fiber, the surveillance video of Ji Qing pretending to be Wei Lerong, the fact that she knew Lin Mu, and the hardest thing was the analysis of the vehicle load.But if all these are in the hands of an experienced gold medal defense lawyer, there is still a lot to do, which cannot be suppressed by the investigation report of the police.

Wei Lerong has been completely autistic for twelve hours since she was rescued. It took a lot of effort for the police to get her little pillow to collect evidence, let alone get her to state the case or testify against Lin Mu and Ji Qing.

Lin Mu has not yet been arrested, and Ji Qing's denial and delay can be imagined.

Five minutes later, the door was pushed open, and Ji Qing walked in from the outside. Her makeup was visibly beautiful, like a mask or armor, and even her beloved pomegranate red lipstick was replaced with thick smeared aunt's color, giving her an imposing manner. fierce.

She leaned on the desk with her backhand propped on the edge of the table, and did not sit down, obviously not planning to talk further: "What are you doing, two police officers?"

Jiang Xiaoming looked at her for a few seconds: "The current Mrs. Zhou, excuse me, the police have a few questions that require your cooperation in the investigation. Since your time is limited, let's make a long story short. What is your relationship with Lin Mu?"

"My hometown is in Molin, if you call this a relationship." Ji Qing was obviously irritated by the word "incumbent". Wei Lerong's return made her very disturbed, and her emotions were like magma flowing under the calm surface.

Jiang Xiaoming nodded: "It seems that you know which tree I'm asking about." The rhythm of the conversation was brought up, and it was most prone to mistakes in busy schedules.

Ji Qing replied: "The private doctor of Jiang's family, I only know Lin Mu, and there are rumors outside that he is related to the missing ex-Mrs. Zhou of our Zhou family. Do you think I should think of others?"

She throws back a "former" accent.

"That's right," Jiang Xiaoming sat down and took a sip of coffee, "That's him. He was suspected of kidnapping Mrs. Zhou Wei Lerong 23 years ago and illegally detained him for a long time. She drove to the Redtail River in Orange Brook County, and faked the illusion that she committed suicide by throwing herself into the river."

Jiang Xiaoming has inherited the beautiful eyes and sharp eyes of the Jiang family. When he focuses on people, he is either affectionate or scrutinizing: "Ms. Ji, as Wei Lerong's former best friend and Lin Mu's hometown for more than ten years, do you know that there is such a suitable person beside Lin Mu? A female suspect with the same conditions? Oh, let me remind you, this person should also be familiar with Wei Lerong, after all, he can imitate her perfectly."

At the same time, he looked at Ji Qing with pointed eyes, from head to toe, the kind of policeman's eyes to identify suspects.

Ji Qing's nails made a shallow mark under the edge of the table, and she really, really hated someone using the word "imitation" between her and Wei Lerong.

"I don't know! But... what evidence do you have for this third-person hypothesis? At least I've heard another version," Ji Qing arrogantly curled the corners of her lips, the dark lip color made her whole People have an evil and evil taste, full of viciousness, "I said that she had a private relationship with Lin Mu a long time ago, and even had an abortion for him, so... If the marriage is not satisfactory, it is not a bad idea to live together with the sweetheart by feigning death. Impossible. There are so many rumors, and it is up to your police to investigate which one is true and which one is false. Otherwise, what do we pay so much tax to support you?"

It's really a malicious romance, Jiang Xiaoming snorted like a joke: "You mean, Zhou Shu's love for Wei Lerong is so inseparable that she can only pursue true love by running away? Ms. Ji must not Don’t follow the daytime shows, if this routine continues, there should be plots such as double stalking, returning to the face, and how you wear Pinru’s clothes.”

The corners of Ji Qing's lips were flattened, her face was as cold as ice, and the temperature of her whole body turned into anger burning in her eyes, as if she was about to forcibly see off the guest in the next second.

"Ms. Ji, do you have another villa in the same villa area as Zhou's residence?" Sister Hua followed Team Jiang's address and used the pronunciation of Ji Qing's original surname "Ji". The sense of psychological oppression slowly irritated her.

Before waiting for an answer, Sister Hua continued to ask: "May I ask why you suddenly thought of renovating that villa?"

"Suddenly?" Ji Qing sneered, "I've been planning it since the young master of our Zhou family came home. How can it be called sudden after two years?"

She took the time to turn around and walk back behind the desk to sort out her emotions a little bit, and put a distance between the two policemen with a barrier in between to ease the pressure in her heart a little.

"It's Zhou Hui, you probably don't know, the eldest young master of our family is very popular, and he changes girlfriends every three days, and I don't know how many troubles I have to help him... Or how can I say it's hard to be a stepmother? It's not that I plan to tidy up the house and prepare it, in case he gets married one day, so he can live closer."

Snapped!Jiang Xiaoming took a bunch of photos and put them on her desktop, all of which were physical evidence of criminal investigation: "Do you recognize these things?"

Ji Qing's face froze suddenly, and she slowly pushed the pile of photos out on the table, her gaze focusing randomly and disorderly like a search engine missing keywords.

Then, when she saw the photo of the silk scarf, her pupils were shocked: "What do you mean?!"

"Let's pick up the discarded items and construction waste from your villa and study them." Jiang Xiaoming picked out the photo of the silk scarf and placed it in the most conspicuous position, "And this..."

"This is framing!" Ji Qing said suddenly, and then reacted, brushing her forehead and hair, "I mean, this is not mine, what are you guys trying to say?"

Planted, Jiang Xiaoming and Sister Hua looked at each other.

Jiang Xiaoming picked out another photo and put it on top of the silk scarf photo: "Sorry, I took the wrong one, this is... this is the stuff stored in your villa, baby's clothes, quilt, and small pillows of."

He then pointed out another photo with a physical evidence sign: "We found two crops of the same origin in the two villas where the suspect Lin Mu once lived, and in this storage box in your villa. After comparison, It proved that these two crops are exactly the same as the millet and yellow rice stuffed in Wei Lerong's baby pillow. What do you think is the reason for this?"

"How do I know the reason?" Ji Qing asked back, "There are millets everywhere. If you want to know the reason, it's better for you to investigate the case more. Why waste each other's time sitting here guessing riddles?"

"Wei Lerong's small pillow was sewn by Zhou Wei when she was a child. After she was kidnapped, this pillow was stored in the storage box of your villa. For some reason, it was taken away and returned to Wei Lerong. , she has been keeping it with her until now. Coincidentally, when the pillow was taken out, the buckle of the box was scratched, and the filling was scattered. After more than ten years, due to wear and tear or human reasons, the pillow leaked more than once. The traces left in her villa are also important evidence that she has been detained for many years!"

Jiang Xiaoming unscrupulously observed Ji Qing's reaction: "Who in the Zhou family would take this pillow and give it to Madam Zhou after she disappeared or even died?"

"A lot of people, a lot of people are possible... Who remembers what happened more than [-] years ago? The Zhou family's servants have changed so many times. It's more practical for you to find out one by one and investigate slowly. Or just ask, ask party……"

Ji Qing lowered her head and opened the drawer to search for the documents inside. The keys hanging on the keyhole jingled when she bumped into them. She used this action to avoid Jiang Xiaoming's gaze.

"Then how do you explain Wei Lerong's half fingerprint on the wallpaper in the basement of your villa?!" Jiang Xiaoming asked suddenly, his tone was resolute and firm, like a warrior finally showing his sword.

Sister Hua forced herself to use all her acting skills to cooperate with Team Jiang's "no physical performance". Half of the fart's fingerprints, which were clearly glued to the wallpaper, were still piled downstairs in the sub-bureau and it was not her turn to enter the technical department. First, it sounds more concrete with details, and second, if the fingerprint is incomplete, it may make a mistake in the comparison and leave a way out for yourself.

Jiang Xiaoming knew that once he threw out the thousand card, he would have no way out.Either blow Ji Qing's psychological defenses and make her plead guilty, or she will force her to go through it. Even if she can slowly collect evidence to make her punish her, it is useless to dig out Lin Shu's whereabouts from her right now.

"Impossible?!" Ji Qing suddenly stood up from the chair, and the keys rang again, "It's impossible for her to leave fingerprints in my villa! I mean..."

Jiang Xiaoming also stood up, and met her gaze condescendingly: "You mean, it is impossible for a person whose fingerprints have been smoothed to leave fingerprints anywhere, right?"

Ji Qing swallowed her saliva, her eyes showed that the speed of her brain was overloaded: "Yes, this is one aspect... In addition, she...she has never been to my house at all, how could she leave fingerprints and so on..."

"You police don't need to talk about evidence? Don't you need to take responsibility for slandering others? Next time, please contact my lawyer directly. It's time for me to host the morning meeting—"

"Who told you that Wei Lerong's fingerprints have been smoothed?" Jiang Xiaoming calmed down, even with a slight smile, like a beast that has finally waited for the prey to come into the killing range, "If I remember correctly, you haven't gone yet The hospital visited Wei Lerong, don't you care about your best friend and your husband's ex-wife who suddenly came back alive? Of course, we can also understand your emotional conflicts and embarrassment of identity."

"However, who told you to smooth your fingerprints?" Jiang Xiaoming took a step closer, then turned around to the same side of the desk as Ji Qing, took a look at the bunch of keys from the keyhole, and picked out a set of keys on the same side of the desk as Ji Qing. The big silver key and the small golden key together were held up side by side with the two keys sealed in the evidence bag from the trouser pocket and showed to Ji Qing. Only then did he finish the second half of the sentence, "Let's go to that person to investigate and verify immediately. .”

"I heard from the servants at home that the bodyguards are still servants. They often gossip about the master's house. Recently, I've been too busy with Peony City to discipline them!" Ji Qing stared at the key, a little overwhelmed, "Jiang What does that mean?"

"The key to your villa, put together with the silk scarf, was found from the forest."

Ji Qing seemed to have a sudden inspiration: "How could he have the key to my villa? So maybe he stole the pillow!"

Jiang Xiaoming nodded in agreement: "It makes sense, maybe he stole more than just pillows. So... when, where, and from what servants did you hear about smoothing fingerprints?"

He clenched his teeth tightly, and then took out a photo of an old book from the photos and showed it to Ji Qing: "Or, you learned it from crime mystery novels? On page 163, there are creases of your reading habits, yes Do you like the plot?"

"The imagination of the policeman is richer than that of the author of the mystery novel," Ji Qing insisted that they did not have direct evidence that was hard enough to nail him to death, and the psychological construction of the past ten hours finally opened the protective cover belatedly.

Even if such a long-term matter is investigated, it is not a matter of a day or two. As long as Wei Lerong does not open his mouth and Lin Shu is not arrested, she will still have a turning point. The premise is: drag it on!

"Sorry," Ji Qing picked up a notebook, "I'm already late for the morning meeting, please let me know in advance next time, maybe I have a little more time to drink coffee with you two."

At this time, the door was knocked twice, and the female secretary walked in.

Ji Qing thought she was here to urge her to go to the meeting, so she said arrogantly: "Let them wait a while, I'll go there right away."

The female secretary seemed a little embarrassed, and hurriedly nodded to Ji Qing, then turned to Jiang Xiaoming and Hua Fei, handed out the mobile phone she was holding when she entered the door and said in a low voice: "Officer, this is what Master Zhou asked me to hand over to you." Yours." After speaking, she floated away at a faster speed than last time.

Ji Qing stared at the mobile phone in Jiang Xiaoming's hand, her body trembled, her face full of disbelief.

She suddenly took a step forward, as if she was going to come over to get back the phone, but also as if she was planning to escape out the door in a panic.Sister Hua took a step forward and raised her hand to stop her: "Please wait a moment!"

Jiang Xiaoming clicked on the screen, the phone screen lock should be cancelled, so he opened it directly. The background was a sketch of a figure in colored pencils. Zhou Lei had a bright smile that was rarely shown, so it looked a little strange at first glance.

There is only one audio file icon on the desktop on this page, Jiang Xiaoming clicked on it with his thumb, and put it on his ear to listen carefully.The name of the file is: only so much.

Ji Qing lost control in an instant, and the foundation and makeup couldn't cover up the layers of masks torn by crazy expressions. She struggled to rush out the door, screaming: "Xiao Lei! Come in! Zhou Lei! I'm you!" Mom, Zhou Lei—I’m your mother—"

The audio file in just a few seconds has already finished the process. Jiang Xiaoming did not take the phone away immediately, but still held it to his ear, and raised his hand to signal Hua Fei as if the dust had settled: "Just handcuff and take it away, go back to the bureau But even if you don’t have to surrender, don’t blame us for not giving you a chance.”

"It's Lin Shu!" Ji Qing's makeup was already smeared, and her face was greasy, and half of her body was supported by Sister Hua, kneeling beside the tea table to grab Jiang Xiaoming's trouser legs, "Listen to me, I surrendered myself, I made meritorious service ... It was Lin Mu who persecuted me! He was the mastermind, and it was all his idea!"

"I was forced. He threatened me that if I refused to help, he would expose my identity in Molin, and let everyone know that my mother is a lunatic, my father is an alcoholic, and I am a broom star who kills my parents... I am , I still belong to Ji Jinfu...he knows everything about me, and he threatened me!"

"Do you know?" Ji Qing's hair was disheveled, and she had the old-fashioned look of a vicious aunt begging to let her go in a retro ethics drama. Captain Jiang's pants were almost pulled off by her, "I am a poor orphan girl, how can I come here?" Status is not easy... I cooperate with you, you can do whatever you say, I surrender, I make meritorious service, I admit my mistake, I surrender, I make meritorious deeds..."

Outside the door, Zhou Lei leaned against the wall, raised his head heavily and knocked on the back of his head, closing his eyes to stop his tears.

Mom, I know you did all this for me, but it's too heavy, I can't handle it, I can't bear it... I just want you to turn back soon.

Ten minutes later, Ji Qing was handcuffed and dragged out of the office by Hua Fei in full view of everyone.

Passing in front of Zhou Lei, she didn't know whether she wanted to raise her hand to slap her son on the face, or to touch his head again, but with just one movement, the shackles clattered clearly, as if awakening some illusion, and the mother and son finally looked at each other speechlessly. missed.

Jiang Xiaoming returned the phone to Zhou Lei directly, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Wait a minute," Zhou Lei called to him, his voice hoarse, "Her, does this count... Can I be given a lighter punishment if I confess my confession?"

"Find her a good lawyer." Jiang Xiaoming patted him again, and quickly chased him away.

The crowd dispersed, and Zhou Lei was the only one left in the corridor. He had the illusion that he had fallen into a narrow gap. Obviously, there was no way out, but it was so difficult to advance and retreat.

He visited Wei Lerong with his father last night. Just by looking at him from a distance, he knew how serious a crime his mother committed. It was a living time of a living person. 23 years is also a lifetime.

He may be the one who has the least position to uphold justice, but he knows that justice will not be absent this time, and he hopes that his brother can return home safely——

Zhou Lei huddled in the corner, curled himself into a ball, and buried his head in his knees.

After squatting for an unknown amount of time, suddenly there were footsteps approaching slowly, and then he was poked in the back of the head.

Zhou Lei raised his head, the sunlight from the window was a bit dazzling, he saw an old figure still standing in front of him like a mountain, stretching out a hand to him.

Zhou Lei raised his hand, held his grandfather's skinny but warm palm, and stood up. He was a head taller than Zhou Chen, and the mountain was no longer so unattainable.

Holding the hand of his grandson, Zhou Chen walked through the sunny corridors of Peony City as he did when he was a child, and the walls were blooming with colorful and rich colors. This is the splendid country he created all his life.

"Little Lei, you made a choice today, and so did Grandpa. I believe we all made the right choice...Are you ready? Use your energy to grow roses to cultivate our Peony City—"