Xinyang Chang'an District Bureau, No. 188, Zhongshan Road, Chang'an District——

Officer Zhang: "Little girl, when exactly did you find the deceased? After all, it's from a village, do you know her?"

"I have face blindness and can't tell who she is. I just remember that it was five past five after I called the police. ”

Ning Jiayi unhurriedly took out his mobile phone to show the call records to the police, and then added: "As soon as you see me, call the police." ”

Seeing that there was fine sweat on her forehead, and she buried her head in silence without asking, Officer Zhang pushed the water cup over and slowed down his speech:

"If you're nervous, tell your uncle directly. ”

"Uncle Policeman, go ahead. ”

"Well, ahem, ahem. Can you describe the state of the deceased in detail at that time, such as the lying position, clothing, and ...... face?"

Ning Jia's mind immediately appeared with the face of the deceased, and he took a deep breath.

"Lying down in a large shape, his clothes and pants are like the police uncle who arrived at the scene, there are no wrinkles. The left hand clenched the hilt of the knife that had been inserted into his chest, and there were no blood stains around it. At that time, my face was relatively normal, but my eyes kept wide, and I didn't look at other places. ”

Being able to look into his eyes and say it word by word without stammering, Zhang Kecheng admired the little girl in front of him, and he had to wonder if there was something hidden behind her so calm.

"Where did you go before and who were you with?"

"I went to school to pick up books, and I didn't go with anyone, except for my grandparents, and no one knew where I went. ”

Ning Jiayi took the cloth bag from the back of the seat, took out two identical history textbooks and put them on the table.

"What about school security?"

"I didn't see it. ”

"Did you meet anyone on the way here?"

Ning Jia hoped for it, but it happened that no one saw it that day.

The little girl was the only one who found the body, and there was no one to prove that she had gone to school, and the sheep intestine path was overgrown with weeds on both sides, patches of woods, and a hill in the distance, a little far from the populated area.

Zhang Kecheng has been here for several years, and there are often old people in the town who say that there have been accidents in the mountains, and strange things often happen.

Not to mention children, even adults will not choose this path.

He rubbed his chin lightly with his left hand, stared at her eyes for a long time, and then asked:

"Is there anything strange about that road? And you're a little girl, how did you go there?"

Ning Jia understood that the police were doubting himself, raised his head slightly, and stared at him without hesitation:

"I've always loved walking that path. There was nothing unusual around the deceased, even if it was ten miles away, I was sure of that. ”

With that, the transcript ends.

Zhang Kecheng left Ning Jiayi's contact number and drove her home in a police car.

After all, it was already dark, and it was not safe to let an old man and a little girl go home.

The location of Ningjia's family is relatively remote, there is no shop in front of the village, and there are only four families in the surrounding area, and there is a certain distance between the neighbors.

Zhang Kecheng didn't stay too long, and then left.

My grandparents are all old.

Ning Jia smiled, poured good tea and put it on the table to comfort them to rest first, and then went into the small kitchen to prepare dinner.

There are two dishes and one soup on the old wooden dining table.

The two elders took the chopsticks and looked at their granddaughter back and forth, and at the same time put down the dishes and chopsticks, and were about to open their mouths to ask, when some of the rusty iron doors were knocked on.

"Grandma, I'll take a look. ”

The door opened, and the other party's face was still unclear.

Ning Jia was violently pushed down by a big rough hand.

A short, red-cheeked man staggered in, raised his eyebrows, and without saying a word, kicked over the long wooden bench where Ning Jia was sitting.

"Little girl, tell me what's going on, how did that girl in my family die?"