§¤¤¤¤¤ The girl left quickly, but I couldn't believe that the girl who hit the person was actually the call girl I caught in Zheng Fan's room that night.

I'm thinking. Does that girl know Mrs. Jiang?

If you know, why did the girl give Mrs. Jiang something after. A panicked look would appear on her face.

If they don't know each other, then why did the girl give her something?

It's so confusing this time!

Besides, later that girl appeared in Zheng Fan's room, could it be Zheng Fan?

No, Zheng Fan said that the girl was given to him by someone else, is it the owner who gave him the gift?

I didn't dare to think that when I couldn't extricate myself from the magic obstacle of contemplation, Song Chichang suddenly pushed the door and saw it, I turned off the TV violently, pretending to be playing with my mobile phone.

He wiped the sweat from his head and said with a smile, "Still reluctant to get up?"

I stared at my phone, panicked, nodded and pretended to agree with him.

He dropped the towel, took off his vest and said with a smile. "People think I tired you out last night!"

He laughed out loud, he took the joke as an after-dinner gossip, and it really sounded funny.

"Chi Chang, I want to wait to go to the police station!" I sat up from the bed and looked at him seriously. I wondered if he would agree.

When he heard that I wanted to go to the police station, his brows furrowed, and he walked over to the couch next to me and sat down, taking a towel and wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"What are you going to do?"

I tightened my body and said, "Chi Chang, you know who sent that video, right?"

His eyes tightened. Leng snorted. "Didn't the police say that it was sent anonymously, how would I know!"

I pouted, whether he knew it or not, as long as that video could clear my suspicions, but I was still haunted by Mrs. Jiang's death.

My heart became tangled into a twist, whether to tell him about it or not, it's so annoying!

After thinking about it, I found the video on Weibo, I opened the video and handed it to Song Chichang, and he took it. Looking at the picture, his face became more and more heavy.

"You saw that, too?" I stared at the image more and more clearly.

"Hmm!" he nodded, his eyes fixed on the image motionless, the corners of his mouth pursed tightly, pondering something.

"I've seen that girl!" I stirred my hands, very uneasy, I didn't know if it would be bad for Zheng Fan to say it, not to mention that I was afraid that I would let go of a bad person.

He looked up at me with a somewhat surprised look, "Have you seen it?"

Anyway, when it came to this, I simply gritted my teeth and said, "That night, I bumped into Zheng Fan and her, and Zheng Fan said that she was a call girl." Could it be that he hurt Mrs. Jiang?"

I felt a little nervous, and the thing I was most worried about was whether Zheng Fan would be involved.

The Zheng Fan I know won't be that kind of person, that girl must have been an accident. Cloth length estimates.

He shook his head and continued to ponder, "What we can do now is to provide evidence, and we can't conclude who is the murderer, on the contrary, I think that everyone on the boat that night is suspicious, and no one can tell who will harm Mrs. Jiang." But judging from the surveillance, Mrs. Jiang committed suicide. ”

I nodded, thinking that I should tell the police about the situation, thinking about the scene of Mr. Jiang's loss of his beloved wife, my heart was inevitably very sour.

Song Chichang was going to send me to the company, but as soon as I got out, I received a phone call, and he sent me to the door of the police station, and I couldn't stand my nagging and went back to the company.

I don't want my work to be affected by my work, I can't bear it, and the people in the company will gossip!

When I arrived at the police station, I happened to bump into the officer who interrogated me that day, and he seemed to be in a hurry as if he was going to go out.

I quickly stopped him and panted and said, "Comrade policeman, I have information to provide!"

Seeing that I was righteous, he was certainly not joking, and he clipped the folder in his arms and motioned for me to follow him into the room.

He poured me a glass of water, I held the cup tightly, trembling a little nervously, "Are you going out, will I delay your work?"

He motioned for me not to be nervous and said slowly, "It's okay, you know what to say." With that, he sat down across from me.

I licked my somewhat dry lips and said, "You've seen this video, you must have seen this girl very suspicious, I saw this girl that night." ”

He looked shocked, he didn't expect me to mention it, "You saw her that night?

I swallowed, "In my friend's room, the same room where I kicked the door open, she and my friend are there, she's a special worker. ”

When I bumped into someone else, I really wanted to find a crack in the door and hide, and my cheeks felt hot.

"Are you sure she's the girl you said she was?" the policeman listened to my words, his brow furrowed together, and he felt very anxious.

I nodded heavily, I slammed someone's door and lifted someone's quilt, even if it turned to dust, I recognized it!

"What about your friend, I want to ask him for some information, can you help me get in touch?"

"Okay!" I'll try it first.

I dialed Zheng Fan's phone, I just hope that this matter will end soon, and I can marry Song Chichang with peace of mind!

The phone came from the other end, "Your call is temporarily unreachable!" A mechanical female voice rang in my ears, and I was very smart.

Zheng Fan's phone can't get through?

I called back several times, and the result was still the same, I once suspected that I had made the wrong call, how could his call not be connected for a while?

"I'm sorry, my friend's phone can't be reached for the time being!If I contact him, I'll contact you as soon as possible!" An inexplicable sense of worry surged in my heart, where did Zheng Fan go?

It seems that after Zheng Fan returned to China, I only met him a few times, and he left me a mobile phone number, except for this number, I don't seem to have a way to find him!

In the past few years, the gap between us has become wider and wider, and I can't describe a different feeling.

"What did you say?" I was holding my phone in deep thought when the police answered the phone and startled me with a raised voice.

"When did it happen?" The sporadic conversation made me extremely nervous, could it be related to Zheng Fan?

"This morning, someone else reported it!" came a panting voice on the other end of the phone, and he looked nervous.

I stood up suddenly, thinking that Zheng Fan's phone couldn't be answered, and my head was suddenly confused.

The policeman said a few words and hung up the phone, looking at me solemnly, "I just received the news that the girl is dead." ”