"Brother Yang, three days, isn't that too much of a rush?”
After Chen Yuguo and the others left, Zhou Hongwu walked to Yang Ling's side and asked.
After all, even though they had some clues and found a general direction, they were still in the initial stage of finding clues to solve the case. Three days was too rushed for Zhou Hongwu, or rather, it was impossible for them.
"Old Zhou, do you believe me?"
Yang Ling didn't say anything else. Even if there were no additional benefits to this case, Yang Ling would have done his best. After all, the high-level reasoning ability of the Case Investigation Awakening System was very attractive to Yang Ling.
In fact, Yang Ling had already found the murderer's direction after a morning of collecting evidence and collecting evidence at the scene. It was just that Yang Ling's mental imitation of the murderer was still a little vague, and he needed more evidence to perfect it.
Zhou Hongwu nodded.
"Of course I believe in Brother Yang."
"Alright, it's enough to believe you. It's just that this time, Old Zhou and your subordinates might have to be on tenterhooks.”
Zhou Hongwu grinned and said," Brother Yang, look at what you're saying. This case was originally something that our Criminal Investigation Unit had to solve. If I hadn't dragged Brother Yang here, there wouldn't have been anything between us." Speaking of which, I have to trouble Brother Yang again.”
As he spoke, Zhou Hongwu immediately told Yang Ling all the clues he had in his possession in detail.
"Yes, we have to investigate all the interpersonal relationships between Chen Fu and Zhang Lan, especially Chen Fu's wife. Also, the manager of Fengtai Hotel, the surveillance data, the test results, and so on. If possible, try to get me a copy of these tonight. I'm going to the cleaner's residence now. There are still some things I need to understand.”
Hearing Yang Ling's words, Zhou Hongwu nodded.
Then, he arranged for Zhao Xiaoying to follow Yang Ling, while Zhou Hongwu hurriedly went to arrange the investigation. At the same time, he went to Sun Ximing's office.
……
At around six o'clock in the afternoon, an off-road car stopped in front of a dilapidated residential building.
"This is the place."
Zhao Xiaoying looked at the address on the note. This was where the cleaning lady, Auntie Zhang, lived. It was a dilapidated residential building located in the Laocheng District of Bin Cheng.
Zhao Xiaoying called again, but no one picked up.
Yang Ling glanced at the dilapidated old house in front of him and said,""Let's go up and look for it."
Actually, Yang Ling had a strange feeling in his heart when he stepped into this old residential area. Logically speaking, the cleaning lady on the 17th floor would not have left after the murder on the 17th floor.
Also, why did she tell him about the rumor of 1722's ghost claiming his life alone? More importantly, she had to close the door. What was the meaning behind this?
And why didn't she pick up the phone?
Yang Ling went upstairs and met a few old people who lived in this residential building. Zhao Xiaoying even asked about Auntie Zhang, who was called Zhang Chunhua. The old people in the residential building nodded to show that they knew each other. They even pointed upstairs and said that they lived on the fifth floor.
Yang Ling had also learned that Zhang Chunhua was a very pitiful person. Her husband had died in an accident five or six years ago while working at a construction site. She had barely paid any compensation. Her son, who was studying in university, had gone to the construction site when he returned home. He had mysteriously disappeared, and she had not been found until now.
Everyone said that he was already dead. After all, this was how society was. The rich could do whatever they wanted, while the poor could only struggle to survive.
After that, Zhang Chunhua became depressed and even tried to commit suicide a few times. She only came out a few years later and went out to look for a job for nearly two to three years.
In any case, he was quite a tragic person.
Zhao Xiaoying could not help but feel a wave of discomfort in her heart when she heard this. Yang Ling, on the other hand, felt that there was a problem, and he immediately quickened his pace.
"Dong dong dong…"
"Auntie Zhang, Auntie Zhang…"
Then, Zhao Xiaoying made another call.
Suddenly, a bell rang in the room.
"Kick the door!"
Yang Ling immediately said with a serious expression.
Zhao Xiaoying heard the ringtone of the phone in the room and felt that something was wrong. She immediately raised her leg and kicked the old wooden door.
With a bang, the door of the room was kicked open.
As soon as Yang Ling entered, he saw Zhang Chunhua lying on the sofa, seemingly asleep.
Zhao Xiaoying quickly took a few steps forward and reached out to check Zhang Chunhua's nose.
Then, he raised his head and said with a shocked expression,
"Dead!"
Yang Ling nodded, then looked at the cup on the coffee table in front of the shabby sofa and the phone at the side. Then, he looked at Zhang Chunhua, who was lying on the sofa with a calm and peaceful expression, and even a little satisfied. He said calmly,"
"Sigh, she committed suicide!"
Zhao Xiaoying was confused.
"She was fine. Why did she commit suicide?"
As she spoke, Zhao Xiaoying immediately took out her phone and called her colleague at the police station!
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