misplaced survival

Song Zhou had just walked out of a house, opened the safe passage and walked down the stairs, to comfort the policeman behind him.

"One household moved out a year ago, three households were not at home, two households lived with single males, and ten households had partners and children. If you persist, the investigation will be finished within one floor."

This workload is nothing to their grassroots police, but the humanistic care of the captain really made them feel more relaxed.

Song Zhou opened the door of the safe passage and walked out first.

Looking up, I saw a woman standing at the door of the elevator, waiting for the elevator to go downstairs.

Song Zhou walked by slowly, and the fragrance lingering around the woman immediately attracted him. This smell is very familiar, and he should have smelled it somewhere.

shopping mall?roadside?hotel?

Song Zhou stopped and turned his head to look at the woman, his doubtful eyes suddenly became firm. This smell is the scent of Zhang Wei's office in Yaoming Hotel.

He came to the branch office, and after taking over these cases, he went to see the scene.As soon as the door of Zhang Wei's office was opened, there was a very light smell, like the fragrance of laundry detergent.

But he went to the market to compare many brands of laundry detergent, but he couldn't find a similar smell.

Seeing Song Zhou staring at the woman, Jiang Xiyan took advantage of the situation to look at her, and immediately noticed that her middle finger had traces of wearing a ring for a long time, and now she strung it with a necklace and hung it around her neck.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly felt that he had seen this ring before.

If he remembered correctly, he had seen similar rings in the physical evidence of the Zhang Wei case.

Ye Wanrou originally thought it was a bit strange for these people to come out of the stairwell, but now they were all looking at her, and she was even more panicked, asking: "Why do you keep looking at me like this?"

"Do you know Zhang Wei?" The two looked at the woman and asked at the same time.

After the words fell, Song Zhou and Jiang Xiyan looked at each other, knowing each other.

Ye Wanrou was stunned, she opened her mouth and said nothing.

Song Zhou took a step forward and took out the police officer ID in his pocket, "We are from the criminal police team of Jiangxin Sub-bureau, please cooperate with the investigation."

"Interpol..." Ye Wanrou murmured in a low voice, tightened her grip on the garbage bag, sighed, turned and walked towards her home, "Come with me!"

Facing the police, Ye Wanrou was a little restless, she knew very well what the police came to find her for.

Jiang Xiyan followed into the door, put on gloves habitually, and looked around at the furnishings in the house.

He looked at the picture frame hanging high by the entrance. If the person who nailed the nails did not use other stepping tools, he would be at least 1.7 meters 1.5 in height, and the woman was about [-] meters [-] by visual inspection, and there was no low stool at home.

The shoes in the shoe cabinet next to her were not what she would wear in terms of size and style.

In the living room, there are collections on the antique shelves. The front and bottom floors are spotless, but the upper two floors are obviously dusty.

He looked towards the balcony, and the various washing products beside the washing machine were the source of her scent.

Such a fastidious lady generally has high requirements for the quality of life. I am afraid that the dusty Bogu shelf is not because she is unwilling to wipe it, but because she cannot reach it.

Single, unmarried, appearance and age are also consistent, so this person is the lover they are looking for Zhang Wei to hide.

Song Zhou sat opposite Ye Wanrou and asked calmly, "What's your name?"

Ye Wanrou whispered, "Ye Wanrou."

"Ms. Ye's ability to bring us in means that you know our reason for coming, and I won't go around with you." Song Zhou asked, "Your...boyfriend Zhang Wei, you already know the news of his death, right? "

After Zhang Wei's accident, it was his sister Zhang E who came to claim the body. This lover never showed up.

Ye Wanrou nodded slightly, "The news has been broadcast, I know."

Song Zhou: "Did Zhang Wei act strangely before the accident?"

Zhang Wei has his own residence, and his house is very clean. The police did not find any valuable clues during the initial investigation.

But the mistress's family is different. He has handled several cases of derailment before. These people seek excitement to vent their emotions.

So in this place, Zhang Wei will show more to the outside world.

Ye Wanrou shook her head, as if she had thought of something, she said, "Zhang Wei has come to my place several times, all in a fit of anger. I asked him why, and he said he had a fight with someone."

Song Zhou: "With whom?"

"I heard Zhang Wei mention it, and it seems that her name is Yi Xin." Ye Wanrou said slowly, the years have left few traces on her face, and now she still looks like a weak Liu Fufeng.

She pinned the broken hair at the sideburns behind her ears, and her bright red nails passed between the black hair, adding a bit of mystery, and sighed softly, "Zhang Wei said that his company is now divided into two factions, one faction Support the young club who has just returned to China, while the other faction is still waiting for the old club to come back to take charge of the overall situation."

Song Zhou didn't like Ye Wanrou's set, and his thoughts were still on her words. The old boss she said should be Qin Yuan, and the young boss should be Qin Yan.

"Who does Zhang Wei support more?"

Ye Wanrou: "Zhang Wei said that the old club was over, so he chose to join the young club. But I heard that Yi Xin didn't think so, and said that if he followed the young club, something would happen sooner or later, so the two of them quarreled."

Every time Zhang Wei came back, he kept swearing at people. He had been dissatisfied with Yi Xin for a long time, and because of the faction, he blushed even more.

Song Zhou examined Ye Wanrou's every move, tapped his fingers on his knees, and continued to ask, "Did Zhang Wei contact you before the accident?"

Ye Wanrou nodded, "On the night of Zhang Wei's accident, he actually called me and asked me to book a plane ticket right away and go abroad for honeymoon the next day."

She said, took out a stack of travel brochures from under the coffee table, and said sadly: "I was really happy when I heard the news. Because I have been with Zhang Wei for many years, and he has never admitted my identity." But I didn't expect that I would never get in touch with him after that, and I didn't know what happened until I saw the news..."

She covered her face and bowed her head, weeping sadly.

Song Zhou took out two pieces of paper and handed them to Ye Wanrou, then turned to look at Jiang Xiyan, and saw him wandering around the room.

He looked away, looked at Ye Wanrou and asked, "Zhang Wei bought this house for you, right?"

Ye Wanrou did not deny it.

"Where did Zhang Wei get the money?" Song Zhou asked.

Ye Wanrou's crying stopped immediately, and it took a long time before she said, "It's his money, how do I know?"

Song Zhou didn't seem to believe Ye Wanrou's words. She had been with Zhang Wei for so many years, and the person next to her pillow suddenly had so much money. It was impossible for her to know everything.

Although Jiang Xiyan didn't speak, he was always paying attention to the conversation in the living room. He paced the room and noticed a row of photos on the TV wall.

The photo frame is full of Ye Wanrou's personal photos, from all periods.

He leaned over to carefully look at the characters and the background in the photo, and suddenly broke the silence in the living room, "Ms. Ye, you used to be an employee of Yaoming Group!"

Ye Wanrou's breath was stagnant, she pretended to be stupid and said, "What?"

Jiang Xiyan pointed to one of the photos, "The current group building was relocated later, and your photo is the back door of the original site."

He had investigated the Yaoming Group, so he even went to the old address. Although the building was vacant and basically demolished, he still had a little impression.

Ye Wanrou subconsciously grabbed her sleeves tightly and swallowed nervously.

Song Zhou noticed her expression, "Ms. Ye, it is necessary to remind us that if we find out, and tell you yourself, there are two results."

Now knowing Ye Wanrou's existence, the police can find many things, including her bank statement and personal resume.

Asking directly now is to save time, but it does not mean that the police cannot find out.

Ye Wanrou, who had been holding back all this time, breathed a sigh of relief, and confessed: "Yes, I used to stay in Yaoming Group, and then I followed Zhang Wei, and I left. As for where Zhang Wei's money came from... I really don't know. There is no evidence, but I have always suspected that it has something to do with Mrs. Qin."

"Mrs. Qin? Lu Mengyue, the wife of Yaoming Group Chairman Qin Yuan?" Song Zhou asked for confirmation.

Ye Wanrou nodded, "When I was in Yaoming, the scale was not as big as it is now. There were only a few entertainment clubs. Mr. Qin and his wife have always been very affectionate. Later, after Mr. Qin negotiated a few big deals, the company also began to develop rapidly. The two of them Husband and wife don't know when they started to have a rift, and they even quarreled in front of our employees."

She left during the development stage, because she was not sure whether Yaoming could really expand the industry, or if the boss drew a pie for them, and it was really tiring to work in a development company.

Song Zhou listened for a long time but didn't hear anything about Qian, so he asked, "Is this related to Zhang Wei?"

Ye Wanrou bit her lower lip slightly. In fact, she was a little uncertain, "Maybe. Mrs. Qin disappeared inexplicably not long after that, and the police couldn't find her, so she just disappeared out of thin air. Zhang Wei suddenly had a money, that's why I suspect that he may know the whereabouts of Mrs. Qin."

Song Zhou thought silently, this Lu Mengyue is Qin Yan's biological mother, if Lu Mengyue's disappearance is really related to Zhang Wei.Then Zhang Wei took refuge in Qin Yan, isn't it just a wolf into a tiger's mouth?

Or did Zhang Wei feel that his son Qin Yan was more reliable than Qin Yuan?Or, he thought Qin Yan didn't know anything?

Lu Mengyue disappeared many years ago, and now Qin Yuan's whereabouts are also unknown. Where did they all go?

"Can I go into the room and have a look?" Jiang Xiyan asked.He had been wandering around the living room just now and did not enter other rooms, because he could not enter at will without a search warrant.

Ye Wanrou hesitated for a while, but nodded in agreement.

The bedroom was fairly clean. Jiang Xiyan checked the furnishings in the room, and after finding nothing wrong, he still refused to let go of any corners. He bent down on the ground and looked under the bed, but found nothing suspicious.

He said to himself, "If you want to hide something, it has to be where someone else finds it."

Recalling the dust in the upper part of the living room, Jiang Xiyan looked up to the upper part of the bedroom, and saw a black leather bag deep in the top compartment of the wardrobe.

It is a little shorter in height, and it is difficult to find where it is without deliberately climbing up.

He opened the bag to find a coil of fishing line, a pair of insulating gloves and a pair of wire cutters.

No fibers were found on the scratches on the bottom of the toilet door, which should be left by smooth materials. The surveillance video cable and power cable of the hotel's underground restaurant were torn off and cut open.

"It turns out that everything is here."

Jiang Xiyan said something in a low voice, and then showed the bag to Song Zhou for confirmation. Seeing the contents in the bag, Song Zhou immediately reacted.

Song Zhou: "Very well, let's see if there are any other clues."

"Okay." Jiang Xiyan put the evidence into the bag.

He has almost checked the bedroom. Wait for Section Chief Bai to bring someone over to re-investigate to see if there are any other clues.

And now he wants to find clues as quickly as possible to make up for the delay.

Ye Wanrou clutched the ring around her neck, her face haggard, and she kept sighing.

Song Zhou didn't think she was missing Zhang Wei, because if she really wanted to find the real culprit, she should find the police as soon as possible and provide clues.

It's not about crying bitterly while worrying about whether your appearance is decent.

She probably loves herself more than Zhang Wei.

With the assistance of the police, Jiang Xiyan opened the drawer of the shredder in the study, "Move it out gently, don't disperse it."

"Okay." The police officer cooperated with Jiang Xiyan and gently placed the drawer on the ground, not daring to breathe out, for fear of blowing the paper inside.

Among the shredded paper, there are a few that are particularly conspicuous, looking like the material of a photo.

Jiang Xiyan took photos on the spot, carefully took out the photo fragments from the shredded paper, and tried to stitch them together on white paper.

Looking at the faces that were becoming concrete, Jiang Xiyan thought of someone, "Tan Xia?"