The ragged, dirty and sloppy beggar was rumbling through the trash can, hoping to find something to eat in it.
One thing fell on the garbage dump, a small cry, and then sounded in the long street late at night. It makes people have goose bumps layer by layer, and the hairs stand up and can't go down.
The cry came into the ears of the beggar rummaging for food, but the hand movement did not stop. It seems that he has been used to the sound, and the hand that he took back from the trash can is half a bucket of instant noodles that have not been eaten.
The dancing body of the beggar expresses his happiness. He quickly pulled the noodles into his mouth, still crying. On his dirty face, a pair of eyes looked extraordinarily bright. The searching gesture stopped, the beggar turned his head slightly to the trash pile in the southeast, and walked over while eating.
His eyes kept looking, his feet kept stirring in the trash, the cry was just under his feet. The beggar threw the empty bucket that he had eaten on the spot, lifted his foot, bent over and picked up a player, a silly smile appeared on his black face.
Zhu Yu came out of Shicheng Teachers College with Zhou Zhen's shoulders in his arms. Zhou Zhen pulled his face and said, "Nothing!"
Zhu Yu: "In any case, it is better to run more than to miss the investigation. Mo Ming showed two photos of the dead ten years ago, and they still appeared in the pockets of Team Zhang and Lao Cai. The complexity of the matter can be imagined. "
Zhou Zhen nodded: "If the photo in Team Zhang’s pocket was put in the pocket at yesterday’s wedding banquet. What about Teacher Cai? When was his photo put in. When we arrived, He hasn't arrived yet, and after he sat down, he was almost all in his position. He hadn't left. When he left, the three of us walked together."
Zhu Yu frowned: "We must have missed something?"
Zhou Zhen: "But we did sift it several times, and we didn't get any results."
The two of them were thinking hard and meditating, but they didn't search for any useful clues in their minds. Shuwu Novel Network
Huo Xiaofang just picked up the phone and was about to pull it out. Zhang Chengshan opened the door and came in: "How about Xiaofang, have you found out if anyone has committed suicide in recent months and the family has not reported the crime?"
Huo Xiaofang: "Not yet. I have contacted the corresponding village committees and sub-district offices in all towns, towns, and sub-districts in Shicheng. At present, some feedback is not."
Zhang Chengshan nodded and sighed again. "You continue to follow!" After speaking, he turned and prepared to leave.
"Team Zhang!" Huo Xiaofang thought of Zhou Chunmei.
Zhang Chengshan turned and looked at him.
"In the case of our previous'Ma Jun', his mother Zhou Chunmei hanged herself at home after seeing Ma Jun. Will there be any connection? But when Zhou Chunmei came to see Ma Jun that day, she felt emotional It has collapsed."
Zhang Chengshan stepped back and said, "Zhou Chunmei, have you sent someone to watch the scene after committing suicide?"
Huo Xiaofang: "No...No!"
Zhang Chengshan frowned and said, "From what we know so far, her death does not have the same characteristics as the seven people who committed suicide ten years ago. More factors are caused by her failure to become an invisible accomplice to the Ma Jun's murder. of."
Huo Xiaofang: "Then should I take someone to Zhou Chunmei's house again?"
Zhang Chengshan shook his head: "The time has passed so long, I'm going to check it now, I'm afraid I can't find anything. Moreover, people have been buried, even if there are clues in her home, I'm afraid it was ruined during the funeral."
(End of this chapter)