"That's right, who did that, why did they kill the old leader?" Kong Lanlan said angrily.

"You just said that the old head has an old friend here, who is that old friend?" Zhang Dong asked suspiciously.

"Oh, she's the current head of the Provincial Song and Dance Troupe, and she's an old artist, she seems to be called Zhao Ping, but she looks very enthusiastic! It shouldn't be her, right?" Kong Lanlan said with a frown.

"She is the most suspicious, you see, you said that she flew to the imperial capital a few days ago, this is just an alibi, but the old head must have been killed by a professional killer. Most people wouldn't think it was her at all. Zhang Dong shook his head and said, "Does she have any holiday with the old head of the regiment?" or any conflict of interest." ”

"She and the old troupe leader have been friends for decades, they have known each other since childhood, they all grew up in the song and dance troupe, and I don't know much about their older generation, I don't know if there is a festival. But seeing that she and the old head are like sisters, there shouldn't be any holidays, right?" Kong Lanlan said suspiciously.

Zhang Dong nodded, it seems that he will not be able to find any clues for a while, and now the only way is to tell Zhao Ping about the death of the old head of the regiment and see how she reacts.

Kong Lanlan took out her mobile phone, dialed Zhao Ping's phone, and turned on the speakerphone.

"Hey, Lanlan, what's the matter? I'm in a meeting, and I'll be back in a few days. Zhao Ping answered the phone and said, it sounded quite normal.

Kong Lanlan cried and said, "Aunt Zhao, the old leader, she... She's gone!"

"What? Lan Lan, don't make fun of me! Sister Ying, how could she die, I'll see that she's okay in two days. Zhao Ping said in surprise.

"I'm not kidding, the old regimental leader wanted to change the light bulb, but he fell off his chair and died. Kong Lanlan said sadly.

There was silence on the other side of the phone for a few seconds before he said, "Lan Lan, don't be sad, I'll rush back immediately!" The voice sounded very sad and a little choked, and he hung up the phone after speaking.

Zhang Dong frowned deeply, this Zhao Ping is so normal, too normal, but a little abnormal. If she is really the mastermind behind the scenes, then this woman's city government is too deep.

"It sounds quite normal, but I don't think it's that simple, let's help the old head deal with it first, and then talk about it when she comes back!" Zhang Dong pondered for a while and said.

Kong Lanlan naturally has no opinion, at this time Zhang Dong has become her backbone, and naturally Zhang Dong is what he says.

Kong Lanlan and Zhang Dong called the funeral home and asked them to come and pull the body and prepare for cremation tomorrow. In order to prevent someone from hurting Kong Lanlan, Zhang Dong stayed at Kong Lanlan's house at night.

However, the two of them are quite pure, Kong Lanlan lives in the old leader's room, and Zhang Dong lives in Kong Lanlan's room.

This night, neither of them could sleep, Kong Lanlan was immersed in the grief of the death of the old head of the regiment, while Zhang Dong kept thinking about how to find out the real murderer.

Early the next morning, Zhao Ping rushed to Kong Lanlan's house in a hurry and asked, "Lan Lan, what is going on, what happened to Sister Ying?"

Kong Lanlan choked up and told Zhao Ping everything about the scene she and Zhang Dong saw after they came back from work. Of course, she did not say that Zhang Dong suspected that the old head of the regiment did not die in an accident, but was murdered.

After Zhao Ping listened, she began to wipe away her tears, it was so sad, as if a friend who had been friends for decades had passed away.

"Aunt Zhao, hello, I'm Lan Lan's boyfriend Zhang Bei, this old head of the regiment has passed away, everyone is sad, you better mourn and change!" Zhang Dong said out loud.

Zhang Dong did not say his real name, after all, Zhang Dong's fame is too big in Jiangnan City, and it is inevitable that this Zhao Ping will know Zhang Dong.

"Well, I know, people can't be resurrected after death! But Lan Lan, this young man looks pretty good, and Sister Ying should rest assured now. Zhao Ping said with a smile, tears still falling down.

Listening to Zhao Ping's words, Kong Lanlan cried even more sadly, Zhang Dong hurriedly comforted her, and Kong Lanlan also threw herself into Zhang Dong's arms, like that, she wanted a sweet little couple. Zhao Ping has no doubt that Zhang Dong is Kong Lanlan's boyfriend.

"You mean, the old head fell off the chair in order to change a light bulb, right? When you found out, Sister Ying was already dead?" Zhao Ping asked as she wiped her tears.

Zhang Dong nodded and said, "That's right, when I took Lan Lan home from work, the old head had already lost his breath. ”

Two days ago, Sister Ying and I were discussing the dance drama, and it has only been a long time, and it has been separated by yin and yang. Zhao Ping said sadly.

"Although it was said that it was an accident, I always felt that something was wrong, this old head of the regiment died too bizarrely, how could someone with such good balance fall from the chair?" Zhang Dong said deliberately confused.

Zhang Dong just wanted to give Zhao Ping a feeling that he had some doubts, but he didn't know what the situation was, which made Zhao Ping panic, so that the dog jumped off the wall in a hurry.

Sure enough, after listening to Zhang Dong's words, Zhao Ping was stunned, and hurriedly said: "Alas, Sister Ying is old, and she is no longer as good as before, how much balance can be left?

"It's all my fault, I'm sorry for the old leader, and I'm sorry for Lan Lan. Zhang Dong lowered his head and said sadly.

Zhao Ping was quite satisfied with Zhang Dong's attitude, so he said: "Forget it, now that the person is dead, it's useless to say anything, I'll go back and prepare first, and I'll be buried with a spark in the afternoon! Let Sister Ying be buried as soon as possible, and my heart will be more steady." ”

Zhang Dong snorted coldly, did you do something wrong, and you were uneasy, right?

After Zhao Ping left, Zhang Dong pulled Kong Lanlan into the room, wiped her tears and said: "Lanlan, I am now sure that Zhao Ping is the murderer, I just deliberately revealed that I have become suspicious, if my guess is right, she will send that killer to kill me tonight." ”

"Huh, what should we do, should we call the police?" Kong Lanlan said worriedly.

"No, it's useless for us to call the police without evidence, and people will still say that we are insane! Aren't we just a killer? I'm the king of killers, see if I capture him alive tonight and force him to confess Zhao Ping." In the afternoon cremation, you should behave naturally, pretend that you don't know anything, and just let me command everything. Zhang Dong said.

Kong Lanlan nodded, a hint of hatred flashing in her eyes.