Lu Mingzhan dragged a chair and sat over, and said, "Changqing's father was also in a car accident on Huichun Road three years ago today. At that time, the camera over there was broken due to human reasons, and the relevant pictures were not recorded, and the traffic police did corresponding processing according to the situation at that time. ”

"You don't think you're doing it right?"

"The handling of traffic accidents is the right one. I talked to Team Yang about this today, and he showed me a few traffic cases that he had personally handled, and those traffic cases overlapped to a certain extent. He mentioned it to me today when he was dealing with Miss Yang's husband's incident. It seems that they are all simple cases, as if they are not related, and there are many similarities after pondering. ”

Zhang Xuan looked at him, "Don't you love cars very much? Look at the car that happened today, and then look at the details of the case." ”

"I look back. Lu Mingzhan's experience told him that it has little to do with the car.

This is just his feeling, what is the reason for the matter, they still need to explore.

He had a hunch that if he found out what happened before Chang Qing's father's death, the reason for Chang Qing's sudden change in temperament would be solved.

He didn't believe that her father's death and her mother's rush to marry would change her temperament.

Sadness is certain, but it doesn't make sense that the temperament has changed drastically.

She was born in a family that makes a living by doing white things, although she is afraid of death, her ability to bear it is stronger than ordinary people, and she sees life and death relatively thoroughly.

He didn't think that Li Fengping's remarriage would cause such a big psychological shadow to her.

She had talked to him about her father many times, and he had always talked about how good his father was to her, and nothing else.

This made Lu Mingzhan very puzzled for a while.

Today he is more and more sure of that.

But he was still hesitant to investigate Chang Qing's father in private, after all, this was a private matter that Chang Qing was unwilling to tell him.

It may not be good for him to understand it privately.

Lu Mingzhan seems to be casual, but in fact he has his own set of standards for dealing with people, he doesn't like to force others, and he is even more reluctant to dig out secrets that others don't want to say.

To Changqing, he had an urge to know everything about her.

Even if she showed enough in front of him, like a clear spring, unobstructed.

**

Early morning.

Chang Qing parked her car in the parking lot of the cemetery, and she carried a jug of wine up the stairs through most of the cemetery lined with tombstones, and finally stopped in front of a cemetery.

She looked at the picture on the tombstone, and her eyes turned red.

She squatted down in front of the tombstone and wiped it clean with a rag.

Incense and wine.

Chang Qing touched the wine glass in front of the tomb with a small wine glass, and then raised his head to drink.

She was no longer sad in her heart.

Her father has been gone for three years, and no matter how strong the feelings are, they will eventually fade away.

She usually doesn't think much about him, after all, life has to go on after all.

The living are not trapped forever by the dead.

But it's also like a scar that stays there forever, and it hurts when you press it down.

Chang Qing put down his wine glass, his eyes a little dazed.

"Dad, I still don't want to believe that you killed a child for your own life. Mom said you were that kind of person, and so did the driver who hit you. You and the kid are gone, and the truth of the matter is no longer known. The only witness insisted that you covered the child and threatened him, and that he didn't notice you rushing up and hitting you when he turned around......"

Chang Qing doesn't believe such a statement, no matter how many people say that her father is a murderer, that he found that the person was not dead when he was buried, and he covered the person to death in order to make money.

After her father's death, many of the people her father had helped had joined the team to hack him.

Many of his peers have also spread all kinds of rumors to hack him.

The way they spoke about him was very different from the one she knew.

Only she never doubted him.

Was she stupid or were those people right about what her mom said?

Chang Qing thought about it for three years and still didn't have an answer.

After she buried her father, she continued to open Chang's white affairs, and what she got was ridicule from her peers.

In addition to completing the family's promises, she also wants to walk the same path her father once walked.

She does not believe that people who are constantly in close proximity to death and are always in awe of death will disregard the lives of others.

There was only the mountain breeze in the cemetery, and no one answered her.

Chang Qing sat in front of the tomb for a long time before getting up to leave.

When she descended the mountain, a group of people were holding urns on the mountain, walking quietly and silently towards the cemetery.

Chang Qing was still ten meters away from them, so he stood sideways on the side of the road and waited for them to pass first.

When the last person was about to walk in front of her, he suddenly asked, "Your surname is Chang?"

Evergreen looked up at the man.

It was a man who looked to be forty years old.

"You are?"

"Are you embarrassed to ask who I am?!Your father killed my child back then, and you actually have the face to ask me?!" The man was instantly furious, reaching out to grab Chang Qing.

Chang Qing quickly dodged, "You don't want to spew blood if things are not figured out!"

"The only eyewitness said that your father killed my son, what else do you have to say!"

"If so, why didn't you ask for a forensic autopsy at the time?"

"Autopsy? My son is dead, and I'm going to have people insult his body?"

"Since you didn't ask a professional to perform an autopsy, you are not qualified to say that my dad killed him. The witness was a criminal, he hit and killed my dad, why should I believe his words?!"

"Do you dare to quibble?" The man became more and more irritable, trying to get close to Changqing, but she threw him a certain distance.

The movement of the two attracted the entire funeral procession, and Chang Qing knew that she couldn't stay long, relying on her familiarity with this place, she left from the other side, and took a shortcut to the parking lot to pick up the car.

She drove the car out of the way for a while before shaking her hands and parked in a makeshift parking space.

The man's sudden appearance instantly pulled her into the darkest time.

Chang Qing felt that she couldn't go on like this anymore, she had to find a way to figure out what she was puzzled about, she couldn't just come to her and say a few words in front of her, she fell into a mess again, and did a psychological construction for herself in her heart.

Chang Qing combed her relationship circle in her heart, and found that she seemed to be busy every day, it seemed to be very lively, there were many people calling her on the phone and mobile phone, and there were also many people who cared about her from time to time.

And there are only two people she is willing to put into her heart.

Li Sha, Lu Mingzhan.

It was only at this moment that Evergreen realized how terrible her relationships were maintained.

Really counted, in the past few years, she has not taken the initiative to make a friend.

Li Sha has known each other since she was a child, and Lu Mingzhan was actively close to her, and she passively accepted it.

Chang Qing looked at the bright sun outside the car, and only felt a chill hit his heart.

At this point, her phone rang.

It is Lu Mingzhan's number.

Chang Qing took a trembling breath and connected the phone, "Hey." ”

"You're not home?"

"I'm outside. Chang Qing tried to control his emotions, but his voice was still unsteady, "Ming Zhan, I want to ask you for a favor." ”

"You say. ”

"Can you help me investigate my dad?"

"Huh?" Lu Mingzhan gestured to silence the group of rough men in the office.

He got up himself and went to the small garden of the house to answer the phone.