As a last resort, Lou Yang threw out his last bargaining chip. When Zhang Zichen heard the word Ah Ju, his originally closed pair of red phoenix eyes instantly opened.
"Why are you doing this?"
"There are three reasons. One is to help us solve the case, the other is to keep your clues that can connect the two cases, and the third is to protect you."
"Is it in line with your regulations?"
"The special case team is already overwhelmed with the corpse dismemberment case. I don't think there's anything wrong with you staying here as a witness."
Of course Zhang Zichen's original intention was not to leave, otherwise he wouldn't have bothered to ask about Song Chenghe's situation just now. But just like what Lou Yang said just now, looking at it now, the whole thing is not that simple, if you just plunge into it without thinking, it may get deeper and deeper, but. . . Just pretend to ignore it. . . It seemed that it was even more difficult for Zhang Zichen. . .
"Did Song Chenghe move the scene?"
Facing the fatal temptation, Zhang Zichen struggled a few more times in his heart, and he decided to make up his mind.
"Of course not." Lou Yang finally smiled with satisfaction.
"What about the inspection report?"
"I'll get someone to bring you a copy later"
"I want the most detailed test report, including drug test, drug test"
"sure, no problem"
"Can I see the body?"
"Not for the time being, but there are detailed photos of the crime scene"
"Okay, I want to go to the scene for a while, please send all the things there, oh yes, and what kind of meal Song Chenghe had at noon at that time, please ask the cafeteria to make the same, I hungry"
After Zhang Zichen finished speaking, he rushed to the door of the interrogation room. Since he finally made up his mind, he felt that he couldn't wait.
Volume 2
"Who delivered the meal at noon?"
"Xiao Zhao, one of our comrades is on time at twelve noon."
"Then confirm what's going on in the cafeteria?"
"Of course, the ingredients for lunch were purchased by the purchasing personnel in the cafeteria last night, and the cafeteria made them uniformly the next morning, and the delivery was also random."
Zhang Zichen and Lou Yang shuttled quickly in the corridor, following the sound of their bright footsteps, the tone of voice between the two became faster and faster.
"It's over?"
Lou Yang pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows: "The purchasing place of this batch of ingredients is specially provided for our system, and has relevant qualifications. Whether it is the supplier or the buyer of the ingredients, we have done investigations. It was confirmed that there is no problem. The master chef who was in charge of cooking that day, we conducted an interrogation and polygraph test on him without revealing anything, and it was confirmed that he was just cooking, serving and delivering meals as usual that day."
"Well..."
"To put it simply, Song Chenghe was in the detention center all the time, and then he ate lunch at noon, and then died of poisoning in the afternoon."
"It sounds like that..."
The world would be different if everything was as it seems. Although Zhang Zichen was talking to Lou Yang, he didn't look at each other. His pair of red phoenix eyes revealed some confusion, as if he was a little excited
"It's not like, but I'm sure. I don't think there's anything left to investigate about the clues on the lunch side. I think it's best for us... Hey? Where are you going? The prison is here."
Lou Yang was about to explain his next point of view, but suddenly found that Zhang Zichen, who was walking beside him, had turned a corner.
"Go to check and change clothes, otherwise why?" Zhang Zichen pointed to the small sign on the wall and said to Lou Yang.
"What to change... what clothes to change?"
Although Lou Yang has rich experience in handling cases, he was still confused by Zhang Zichen's next actions.
"Could it be that Song Chenghe was still wearing his own clothes when he entered?"
"no..."
"Yes, then hurry up." Zhang Zichen turned his head and walked straight over.
"..."
Speaking of this, Lou Yang vaguely understood Zhang Zichen's plan, stood there and couldn't help laughing at himself, then his eyes sparkled, and he followed with his hands in his trouser pockets.
When the two reappeared, Lou Yang was still the same Lou Yang, but Zhang Zichen seemed to have become a serious suspect in custody. . . Although they are not prison uniforms, the clothes worn by the suspects in the temporary detention center of the SJZ Municipal Bureau are enough to make people visually stimulating and experience a strong sense of crime.
"What's going on now? Detective?" As soon as the two came out, Lou Yang kept looking at Zhang Zichen with a smile on his face.
"It's nothing, you and that comrade should explain it to you, and say that I'll go right in after a while, and let him guard me like Song Chenghe. Also, remember the prison meal."
After dusting off his well-fitting detention uniform, Zhang Zichen felt very good about himself and walked forward on his own.
Lou Yang, who was thrown on the spot, took a deep look at Zhang Zichen's back, then smiled, and after saying hello, he also turned around and left.
In terms of scale, the SJZ Municipal Bureau is not small. Because it is the provincial capital, the criminal cases summarized here are even more varied. Before all the cases were closed, there were quantitative requirements for temporary detention, which also caused the size of the detention center in the police station to almost reach one-third of the fourth prison.
But although the scale is not small, Zhang Zichen walked around in his detention uniform and visited them all, which took fifteen minutes in total.
But just these leisurely fifteen minutes, the policemen who were originally performing their duties at the detention center were devastated. Why did a suspect in custody come out out of nowhere? . . Just sent in? There is no police next to me. . . ran out? Where can I go so leisurely? . . what's the situation. . . After everyone hastily confirmed that there was no accident in their area of responsibility, they all curiously looked at this "suspect" who was doing nothing, strolling around, and was a little excited. . .
"You are Brother Zhao, right?"