In the first trial, due to various unexpected circumstances, the adjournment time was choked, which lasted about an hour and a half.

After reading it, Ling Li found nothing, and Zhu Jinchuan was also silent.

After resting for five minutes, he asked Ling Li to play it again.

The second time, it was finally close to two o'clock, with the last five minutes left.

Ling Li couldn't concentrate a little.

These two solid court observations helped her recall every detail that happened during the trial, and for Ling Li, what impressed her the most at present was Zheng Qijie's last complacent and well-conceived speech.

But she still didn't find anything, and she didn't know what kind of ghost questions Zhu Dazhuang would ask her for a while.

After looking at it for more than three hours, her eyes were already sore and her head was swollen, and she secretly turned her head sideways, and saw that Zhu Jinchuan seemed to be tired, and she was closing her eyes to recuperate, so she simply covered her mouth and yawned.

When she wiped away the tears squeezed out of the corners of her eyes, she found that Zhu Jinchuan had already stared at the screen intently, and the progress bar that was about to end just now was pulled back by him.

On the screen is the picture of Zheng Qijie's last words, and he is saying those meaningful words: "...... Principal Li, it seems that someone has lost the woman you asked for, what a pity. Unfortunately, it's not me. However, the so-called goodness is like water, red lotus karma fire, these two things can be the destination of people. If ......"

Zhu Jinchuan didn't wait for him to finish finishing the words behind "if", he pulled the progress bar forward a little more, and read it again from the time he started to say "Principal Li".

Ling Li didn't dare to gasp, and subconsciously felt that Zhu Jinchuan was afraid that he had discovered something. At this time, you must pretend to be a quail, otherwise your inspiration will be so frightened that it will fly away, and she must be the unlucky one.

Zhu Jinchuan looked at it back and forth three times, and then clicked the pause button, and tapped his fingers on the table, thoughtfully.

Ling Li didn't want to interrupt his thinking, but after five minutes, she finally couldn't suppress her curiosity and asked him cautiously, "Master, what's wrong?" ”

Zhu Jinchuan tilted his head slightly, looked at the curtain of the window, and said slowly: "Zheng Qijie has suppressed his desire to perform for two years, and now it has exploded in unexpected scenes, I think he may have some mistakes." Before, when I read the transcript, I felt that something was wrong, but now when I look at the video, I feel even more. ”

As he spoke, Zhu Jinchuan flipped through the stack of trial records that had begun to be curled, turned to a page with a folded corner, and pointed to a few words in it: "In court, I feel that this passage is a bit inconsistent, you come to take a look, do you think something is wrong?" ”

Ling Li followed the direction of his finger and involuntarily read it: "Goodness is like water, red lotus karma fire." Is there anything wrong with that? ”

It is exactly the content of the short paragraph in the trial video that Zhu Jinchuan watched repeatedly just now.

Ling Li didn't pay much attention to this passage just now, firstly, because she couldn't see Zheng Qijie's villainous appearance, and secondly, she was naturally disgusted by such pretentious words.

Zhu Jinchuan nodded slightly, and began to talk about why he felt that this passage was inappropriate: "Lotus was born in water, because of He Qiaolian, Zheng Qijie loves the house and Wuxia, and I am afraid that he has a different feeling for water." I don't know if he's pointing out where he came from, or if he's trying to hide what he's trying to say. Combined with the way he said before the cement pier sinking into the river, it seems to be related to water, and it seems to echo this sentence before and after, but the four words of red lotus karma fire appear very unreasonable. ”

Ling Li was stunned: "Isn't there a lotus?" Can it also be understood that he deliberately wanted to mention his biological mother's name? ”

Zhu Jinchuan lightly rubbed his eyebrows, which were a little painful, and said slowly: "What about karma? And how to explain it? He also said that these are the two destinations of human beings, and if it is not water, then will it be related to karmic fire? Zheng Qijie is a person who is paranoid, arrogant, and looks down on everyone, since he can leave Tang Aoxue's two amputated arms to show his mother's tragic death, then his treatment of Tang Aoxue's body will definitely be full of the sense of ritual he wants. Red Lotus karma fire should be the key. ”

Ling Li followed his train of thought, couldn't help but look at the transcript, and read those four words again: "Red Lotus Karma Fire?" ”

Zhu Jinchuan closed his eyes slightly, and slowly recited: "There is lotus and fire, what do you think of?" ”

Ling Li couldn't grasp the point, quickly picked up her mobile phone and checked Baidu, and read it according to the content after more than ten seconds: "Sanskrit name Padma, translated as Red Lotus." For the cold, the skin and flesh are divided, such as the red lotus flower. Yoga Treatise No. 4 says: 'The red lotus is different from this, and after this green, the color turns red. The skin splits, or ten or more. Therefore, the name of Naraka is called Red Lotus. The eleventh day of the Kusha Light said: 'Bo Temo, this cloud red lotus flower. The cold is pressing, and the body becomes cracked, like a red lotus flower'. ”

Ling Li thought about it, her teeth began to ache, and she gasped: "What the hell is this?" Cold hell? Freeze people to the point that their skin is open? So it's called Red Lotus? ”

"There are the last two words, karmic fire," Zhu Jinchuan reminded, "There are not many things that can be called karmic fire." In other words, in Zheng Qijie's eyes, what sealed 'Tang Aoxue' was not water, but fire. ”

Ling Li suddenly realized, and said in a lost voice: "Could it be that Tang Aoxue died of karmic fire?" Could it be that Tang Aoxue has been cremated? So how do you find it? ”

She was a little anxious.

If it is said that it is to use a fire to burn the corpse, after two years, I am afraid that it is not so easy to find.

If there is still a possibility of looking for the cement pier sinking to the bottom of the river, it is simply impossible to find the one that was burned to ashes by a fire.

Zhu Jinchuan obviously thought of this problem as well, and was silent.

After a while, he seemed to have figured it out and comforted Ling Li: "It's not so simple to set a fire and burn people to the ground. First of all, as long as it is not too remote place, whether it is smoke or peculiar smell, I am afraid that it will attract people immediately. Secondly, it is not so easy for a fire to leave a person without a trace, first of all, it cannot reach such a high temperature. ”

Indeed, no matter how you look at it, using fire to destroy corpses is more risky than using water. If Zheng Qijie wants to accomplish this, he will definitely not be unprepared.

Ling Li felt a little relieved.

Sometimes a sudden rain can reveal the criminal plan that he has been planning for a long time.

Zheng Qijie should not be so casual, even if he wants to burn the body, he will definitely find a foolproof place, no matter how careful he is, there will inevitably be clues.

Two years ago, the police had called up Jincheng College and nearby surveillance, but the result at that time was nothing. When Zheng Qijie was arrested a year ago, it is difficult to say whether anyone looked through those surveillances and looked for evidence of the crime.

In short, Li Guo is already organizing the police force to conduct another inventory of the surveillance that was not useful back then, and there may still be traces, maybe there will be traces.

It's better to wait quietly for the results.

Zhu Jinchuan stood up and opened the curtains that had been closed just now because he wanted to watch the video.

The summer sunlight was projected into the house through the glass window, and the light suddenly became stronger, Ling Li only felt that her eyes were stinging, and she raised her hand to cover the direction of the light.

She looked between her fingers with a faint eye, and there was his thin and straight back, and the tiny dust floating in the light and shadow.

Zhu Jinchuan suddenly turned his head and faced her direction, his voice calm: "I always believe that what happened will eventually leave traces, and no matter how cunning a person is, it is impossible to avoid all blind spots." Time is running out, you stay in the capital to study the evidence, and I will go to investigate the nameless corpses that have been burned in Funan for the past two years. ”

Ling Li gradually adapted to the bright light, nodded with a heavy heart, and after a while, put down the hand that was covering her eyes, and said, "Master, don't be too tired. My phone is always on, if you are tired and can't drive, call me and I'll pick you up. ”

The sun was scorching, and he could see the tiny fuzz on her face, as well as the undisguised worry in her clear eyes.

For a moment, I was full of emotion.

Before leaving, he couldn't help but turn his head after all, his eyes were full of soft light: "Don't worry, there will be a clue." ”

That night, Ling Li lay on the desk in the study, sleeping in a daze.

In the afternoon, Zhu Jinchuan said that she went out to check for clues, and she stayed in the office to compete with those forms.

Undoubtedly, another afternoon plus a night of useless work.

As she felt a few days ago, Ling Li always felt that these four forms had something to do with the case, coupled with the hint of the Red Lotus Karma Fire in the afternoon, she thought that there must be a key point that could string together all the seemingly unrelated details in front of her.

It can be known that it is easier said than done, and it took a lot of effort, and even began to check the rules of deciphering codes on the Internet, but still couldn't grasp the point.

The only thing that made the difference was that she counted the sum of the numbers in the four tables, with the largest number being 38 and the least being 30.

Ling Li always felt that this number was a bit mysterious, she seemed to have come into contact with a number of around thirty in Zheng Qijie's case.

It's just that there was a mess in her head, and she never remembered where she had seen it.

Ling Li didn't have time to take a good look at the previous information, so she asked Zhu Jinchuan if she had any impression of similar data with a glimmer of hope.

However, after waiting for two hours, he didn't reply to WeChat, not knowing whether he was driving or being entangled in official business.

It's already past ten o'clock, and the will of the iron fight can't withstand the torture of looking at the computer screen for a long time, and a pair of eyes are already sour and astringent, and I can't stop crying. I didn't dare to rub it, for fear that it would crumple the contact lens in it, and it would be more troublesome to deal with.

Later, she couldn't hold it anymore, and she actually fell asleep.

When I woke up again, I felt like I had fallen into an ice cellar, and the corners of my eyes were full of tears.

What was she dreaming about? It made her so sad and scared.

In the dream, she seemed to pass through a long corridor and came to a flashing cold iron door. She tried to push the door open, but her fingertips touched the unique coldness of metal, but she hesitated, never dared, and finally stood in front of the door and wept until she woke up from the cold temperature of the air conditioner.

What's behind that door?

Ling Li sat in front of the desk, wiped the corners of her eyes that were still a little moist, and thought in a daze.

After more than ten seconds, he finally came to his senses.

Isn't that road, that iron door, a parting she experienced when she was nineteen years old?

How could you suddenly dream of being there? It's no wonder that they cry and get cold.

Ling Li couldn't help but shudder, got up and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner in the room, and went back to the bedroom to get a small shawl.

Back in the study, she sat down while getting dressed, and accidentally swept another stack of materials on the table.

It was the materials she had prepared for the first trial, which were not stacked steadily enough, and they collapsed under this sweep, and the paper fell all over the floor.

I wanted to continue to fight with the table regardless of the messy ground, but after sitting down and seeing it for a few minutes, she couldn't help but glance at the chicken feathers in that place.

After all, she still couldn't stand the mess, Ling Li squatted down and resigned herself to picking up these used materials.

In it, there are copies of evidence materials, pictures, and character relationship diagrams drawn by herself, a lot of mess. Originally, it was numbered, but now it falls out of order, and someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder has to be rearranged one by one.

It took more than ten minutes to sort out the dozens of pictures in front of her, but when her fingers stroked a court question, she stopped.