Wan Yifu saw that Meng Jinxing didn't say a word, and handed over a photo first.

Meng Jinxing took the photo suspiciously, looked down, and instantly felt cold.

The woman in the photo is wearing an elegant white sèv neck low-cut dress, sitting at a marble dining table, the man next to her is holding a gun, the black muzzle is on the back of the woman's head, and the woman's calm face is the unforgettable Wu Yaqin! And the rì period on the photo turned out to be just three days ago!

"Impossible!" Meng Jinxing's lips twitched, "I saw her lying silently in the freezer with my own eyes, and I watched her being cremated......"

Wan Yifu walked up to him and said in a low voice: "Less than two hours after Meng Qingtai and his wife were detained, they refused to answer any questions, and the sudden change surprised the comrades handling the case. It wasn't until they found the photos in their prison cell that they knew what the problem was. ”

Meng Jinxing shook his head violently, "Impossible, she can't still be alive!" ”

"Xiao Meng, the problem now is that no one can prove that the one who died must be Wu Yaqin."

Meng Jinxing looked at Wan Yifu and asked, "Why?" I ran to the funeral with Wu Lao, if even the two of us can't prove it, who can prove it? ”

"You'd better look at this thing!"

Wan Yifu handed over an investigation report issued by the French party Jǐng, which pointed out that three years ago, a Chinese woman with a similar height and body shape to Wu Yaqin had plastic surgery in Frankfurt, and her postoperative appearance was the same as Wu Yaqin's, and the report also attached a comparison photo provided by the hospital before and after surgery.

"What does that mean?" Meng Jinxing held up the report and asked Wan Yifu, "Doesn't it fully explain that the woman who was photographed three days ago is this plastic surgery woman?" ”

Wan Yifu shook his head, "Do you really think you can prove it like this?" ”

Meng Jinxing avoided Wan Yifu's gaze, he couldn't accept the fact that although he hoped that Wu Yaqin was alive countless times in his heart, and dreamed of her over and over again in his dreams, he really couldn't equate the Wu Yaqin in his mind with the woman who was pointed at the head in the photo.

"As long as the French jǐng party can't find the woman in the photo for a day, we can't prove whether she is Wu Yaqin or not, and we can't prove who died in Paris in the first place! Whether you want to admit it or not, you can't deny the fact that under the stimulation of great grief at that time, you and Wu Lao didn't even think about doing DNA comparison, and you confirmed the identity of the deceased just by your face and similar posture! ”

Meng Jinxing held up the photo weakly, staring at the person in the photo, the kind of calmness unique to Wu Yaqin was portrayed on that indifferent face, stinging his heart.

The reason why Meng Qingtai and his wife are willing to return to China and surrender is that, on the one hand, because they failed to invest and have difficulty surviving abroad, on the other hand, they do feel guilty about Wu Yaqin, and they want to confess to her by turning themselves in, and at the same time, they will be imprisoned for a few years to save their real normal life in the future. But," Wan Yifu looked at Meng Jinxing's expression, "this photo breaks everything!" They didn't dare to use everything they knew to get meritorious performance, for fear of killing the woman in the photo, and they chose to remain silent except to admit that Wu Yaqin had suffered on behalf of Liu Feiyang and them. ”

Wan Yifu threw a cigarette over, Meng Jinxing didn't catch it, the cigarette fell to the ground with the photo, he squatted down to pick it up, his eyes suddenly noticed the neck of the woman in the photo, a slender scar made his heart sink to the bottom, and in an instant there was a wave of ecstasy coming out of the bottom of his heart, it was really her, she didn't die!

He picked up the photo, straightened up suddenly, and said loudly to Wan Yifu: "It's her, I'm sure it's her!" ”

Meng Jinxing's expression of sudden joy did not fall to Wan Yifu's eyes, and he asked calmly: "Why are you sure?" ”

"Look at the scar on her neck!" Meng Jinxing's finger pointed at the photo, "That year, she was kidnapped by the bald head and others under Jin Sibian's men in Xiawan, and a cut was made on her neck, which could have been rectified, but she insisted on keeping it as a skeen, and this scar remained." ”

"Does that woman in Paris have this scar?" Wan Yifu looked at Meng Jinxing.

Meng Jinxing suddenly stayed on the spot.

At that time, he suddenly heard the bad news, and he didn't pay attention to this detail at all.

Even when he saw the photo just now, he didn't think about it, and he couldn't answer Wan Run Ran's question.

He took deep breaths again and again, trying to make his mind jump out of the emotions brought about by the great shock, trying to care if Wu Xiaobo knew about it.

"I didn't tell him, I was worried that he wouldn't be able to bear it, so let you take a look first to see if there is any flaw." Wan Run Fu said.

"I can't help you." Meng Jinxing said, "I want her to live, but I'm afraid that she will live to suffer!" ”

Leaving the Public Security Department, Meng Jinxing asked Pan Ping to drive the car to the embankment on the south bank of the Dujiang River, and got out of the car and got on the embankment alone.

The surging river slapped against the embankment, as turbulent as Meng Jinxing's mood at the moment.

As he said, he wanted Wu Yaqin to live, even if there was little hope, it was more warm for him than to believe that she had disappeared from this world.

But he was so afraid that the person in the photo was Wu Yaqin, he didn't know where she was, and there was no way to save her, which was a more uncomfortable torment than death.

Who passed the photo to the uncle?

The question finally came into his mind, and he suddenly came to his senses.

He couldn't wait to take out his mobile phone and call Wan Yifu in the wind, "Team Wan, can you find out who handed the photo in?" ”

Wan Yifu hesitated for a moment, and only replied after a few seconds: "I haven't found it yet, but it must be someone from our Jǐng team, and no one else can approach the prison house." ”

Someone is scared!

Meng Jinxing thought for sure.

The father revealed on the phone that the uncle only wanted to rehabilitate Wu Yaqin's old case, but obviously, whether it was those who were hiding in the shadows or Wan Yifu, they didn't think so, one of them was eager to let the uncle and his wife shut up, and the other was eager to let the uncle and his wife speak, this photo and the people in the photo have undoubtedly become the biggest breakthrough.

He took out the photograph Wan had reproduced of him from his pocket, wondering who would be able to solve the mystery.

Pan Ping walked up to the embankment and handed his phone to Meng Jinxing, "Old Wu's granddaughter called, your phone has just been busy." ”

Meng Jinxing's heart moved, it was better to come early than to come by chance, Wu Yaohan might be able to find something!

He put his phone to his ear, "Yaohan? ”

"Brother Xing!" Wu Yaohan's crisp voice was mixed with a hint of excitement, "I heard grandpa say that Meng Yunfei's parents returned to China and turned themselves in, right?" ”

Meng Jinxing responded softly, thinking about how to mention the photo to the little girl, for relatives, the joy of losing and regaining is an irrepressible excitement, but gaining and losing is a pain that can never be cured, he doesn't want Wu Yaohan to bear such an emotional gap, and he doesn't want to let go of the opportunity to prove the identity of the woman in the photo!