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Song Chi sighed, hesitated, and immediately responded: "Hello uncle, I am Song Chi, Zhang Yulin's friend, and I met ...... two days ago."

"Song ......" Zhang Zhihong tried his best to recall in his mind, his daughter Zhang Yulin's friend?" Oh, I remember, Xiao Song who did proofreading in the newspaper, right? Why did you call me, I'll let Zhang Yulin answer the phone......"

Zhang Zhihong felt very strange how Song Chi's phone call came to him.

Song Chi hurriedly continued: "Uncle, I'm not looking for Zhang Yulin, this time, I want to talk to you." ”

"Talk to me?" Zhang Zhihong's tone looked very surprised, he didn't know what medicine was sold in Song Chi's gourd. "I will not interfere in the affairs of your young people. How can I have time to care about your young people's affairs, if you have anything, just call Zhang Yulin directly, I'm going to hang up......"

Zhang Zhihong mistakenly thought that there was an awkward quarrel between the two young people, and Song Chi complained to him. His daughter is his treasure, and he will never allow her to be hurt by the outside world.

"Wait a minute, uncle, it's not between me and Zhang Yulin. I want to ask you about Professor Tan's fall from the building. Song Chi calmly interrupted Zhang Zhihong's words.

Zhang Zhihong didn't answer immediately, there was a long silence in the microphone, and the two seemed to look at each other wordlessly. Song Chi could feel the stiff expression of Zhang Zhihong on the other end of the phone, and the muscles on his face should be twitching constantly.

He weishenme will suddenly ask that? Zhang Zhihong's heart was like a stagnant heart, and it began to shake. With his experience and sophistication, he knew that Song Chi's abrupt phone call was definitely something. "What Professor Tan, I don't know what you're talking about?" Zhang Zhihong asked calmly.

"I want to ask, on the day Professor Tan of your college fell from the building, did you ever see him at the scene? And I have one letter from his wife. Song Chi pressed forward step by step, testing Zhang Zhihong.

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Zhihong's heart was shocked. Unexpectedly, more than ten days had passed since this matter, and he was the most reluctant to be mentioned by others, but Song Chi would ask himself so directly. and the letter he mentioned, this is the most taboo thing for Zhang Zhihong, but it will be in Song Chi's hands.

Is this a conspiracy or a trap? Zhang Zhihong was a little resentful, he didn't know what Song Chi's intentions were. "I don't know what you're talking about? It's just vexatious! What else do you know? ”

Song Chi could feel that Zhang Zhihong's square inches were in chaos, and his speech was a little upside down, which showed that he did have a ghost in his heart. "I want to know the truth about Professor Tan's fall from the building that day. It is unlikely that a person would commit suicide by jumping off a building for such an innocent reason, and there may be another hidden meaning behind this. ”

"Ridiculous! It's ridiculous! Zhang Zhihong shouted loudly: "What do you mean by this? Are you saying that Professor Tan's death has something to do with me? You're clearly trying to blackmail me. I'm not going to tell you anything, don't want to know anything from me! ”

Zhang Zhihong's words were a little excited, and Song Chi felt that his overreaction more and more confirmed some of his previous conjectures. "Okay Professor Fang, I'll give some of the information I have to the newspaper reporters, I think they'll be interested in continuing to investigate."

There was a long silence on the phone, and the two sides seemed to be facing each other before an elk fight.

"Tomorrow afternoon, near the school, we'll talk." Zhang Zhihong's words finally softened.

The next day, in a café next to Tiannan International University, Zhang Zhihong, who was sitting in front of Song Chi, no longer had the demeanor of an elder. He sat precariously as if he were facing a great enemy, smoking a cigarette and trying to calm his mind.

This café bar is usually not crowded, and on a weekday afternoon, the entire hall is only sparsely populated with three tables of customers.

Song Chi didn't know where he got the courage, so he asked Zhang Yulin's father out and faced him directly. He was also a little afraid, but his curiosity and thirst for the truth drove him to go deeper.

He didn't actually want to link Professor Tan's death to Zhang Zhihong, he thought that if Zhang Zhihong knew more about that day, he should tell the truth, instead of deliberately concealing it.

"I'm sorry uncle, I'm so sorry this time. I saw a newspaper report about Professor Tam falling from a building, and through my investigation, I found that Professor Tam most likely did not commit suicide. I asked you out this time to find out a little bit about what happened that day. Song Chi used a small spoon to mix the cappuccino in the cup, and said sincerely.

Zhang Zhihong looked very dismissive. "You and Professor Tan are not related, weishenme wants to meddle in his affairs? Besides, his business has nothing to do with me, I don't know anything. ”

"I just want to ask, on the day Professor Tan fell from the building, did you also go to the rooftop on the fourth floor and have contact with him?" Song Chi simply went straight in.

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Zhihong showed a frightened look on his face, and the cigarette ash in his hand fell down in large sections. This sentence pierced the heart of his heart, making it extremely difficult for him to even breathe.

Zhang Zhihong didn't know how much Song Chi knew about him, in his opinion, Song Chi was definitely not a good person! He was already on guard, but he was still terrified.

After all, he has the deepest secret in his heart, and he doesn't want to tell anyone.

"How do you know? That morning...... Professor Tan and I were indeed on the rooftop. We chatted for a couple of words, and then I left in a hurry...... I don't know anything about the rest of the story. Zhang Zhihong told a secret that he had never told anyone else. His lips quivered, trying to hide his uneasiness.

From Zhang Zhihong's evasive words, Song Chi faintly felt that he must be hiding something. So Song Chi asked again: "When you were in the fourth class, the class bell rang, and you haven't entered the classroom yet." I wonder what you and Professor Tan were talking about on the rooftop that day? What is so important that you should have a hasty conversation on the rooftop? Is it related to this letter? With that, he took out an envelope from his pocket.

Seeing this envelope, Zhang Zhihong's psychological defense line immediately collapsed. "You...... How did you have this envelope? How do you know so much? ”

Song Chi carefully opened the envelope and took out a piece of letterhead from inside. If he was right, what Professor Tam and Zhang Zhihong talked about on the rooftop that day should have something to do with the contents of the letter.

"Were you on the rooftop that day, were you talking about the contents of this letter?" Song Chi knew from Zhang Zhihong's demeanor that he was trying his best to find the letter from Zhang Zhihong's demeanor that day. Thinking of Zhang Zhihong's prevarication on Professor Tan's fall from the building, this letter must be inextricably linked to him.

Zhang Zhihong replied slowly: "This matter is not what you imagined, and there is no handle on it, all this is just a misunderstanding." ”

"Then you don't tell the truth to the police, but hide it?" Song Chi couldn't wait to ask.

The young man in front of him likes to drill the tip of the horns, and in Zhang Zhihong's view, he has been challenging the limit of his endurance. He even regretted it a little and would talk to him about it, what is the difference between this and directly interrogating himself?

"Professor Tan's death has nothing to do with me, so why should I do it. Xiao Song, I haven't understood, do you want to get to the bottom of it? Professor Tan committed suicide that day, and the police have already made a conclusion, what do you want to know from me? Zhang Zhihong replied angrily.

Song Chi then asked, "Did Professor Tan know about you and his wife, and then asked you to go to the rooftop?" I suppose your conversation must have been heated that day, right? ”

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Zhihong was on pins and needles. The pupils dilated suddenly, and the sound of breathing intensified. It was as if a hole had been torn open in his heart, and he became at a loss.

"Enough! What qualifications do you have, ask me so! Zhang Zhihong suddenly roared hysterically, he had had enough of this, he completely ignored himself, and looked a little like a clown jumping off the beam. I repeat, Professor Tan's death has nothing to do with me, I don't know anything! ”

Song Chi had been paying attention to the letterhead in his hand for a long time, and he had read this letter no less than ten times, and even every word was clearly imprinted on his heart. This letter was written by Professor Tan's wife, Liu Jiping, to Zhang Zhihong, and between the lines, the affection was lingering......