"Since they were able to bring people in on the morning of the third day, it means that we are already under surveillance."

"The situation where the enemy is dark and I am clear is very dangerous." Song Jingxin subconsciously looked at the corner that could monitor people.

Nothing was found.

"Close this case and lure the snake out of the hole."

Final word.

When the panicked citizens heard that the case had been solved, they were all overjoyed.

The wet market has also been unblocked.

But no one approached the toilet where the body had been kept.

The old man guarding the toilet was on the side of the public for free, and no one dared to approach.

There was a little girl who was in a hurry to go to the toilet and wanted to go in, but her parents hurriedly carried her away.

The dead are unlucky.

On the fourth day after Zhu Yulian's death, the gray curtain was gloomy and it was raining lightly.

The drips on the hands are cold and biting.

Shi Qing stood outside the police station with a black umbrella and waited for Zhu Yulian's body to be transported out.

At this time, Zhou Yanbing was wearing a black suit and a white flower on his chest.

Holding her remains in her arms, she appeared outside the police station.

He raised his eyes to see Shi Qing, pursed his lips, and finally stepped forward, "Boss Shi, my mother has been talking about you since she was alive, and you are at her funeral... Can you send her? ”

Shi Qing nodded, "If you don't say it, I'll go too." ”

"Thank you very much." Zhou Yanbing is polite, polite and polite.

After finishing speaking, he didn't say anything more and got into the funeral car.

Shi Qing did not follow, but went to Zhu Yulian's house.

At this moment, at the door of Zhu Yulian's house, white pairs, and wreaths are piled up at the door.

A mournful music sounded, making people's noses slightly sore.

Yang Lifei and Min Yunqing were also there, and saw Shi Qing and them coming over at the same time, "Sister Qing, are you here?" ”

"Hmm."

Zhou Yanbing's daughter-in-law stood next to greet the guests, and saw Shi Qing also stepped forward to greet him.

After Fang Yu handed her his heart, he said in a low voice: "Mourning." ”

Jiang Ran also handed over the red envelope, "Condolences." ”

"Thanks, let's sit inside." Her complexion was not very good, and the bruises at the bottom of her eyes were very thick, which showed that she didn't sleep well last night.

Shi Qing relieved himself and then went in and sat down.

It didn't take long for several old men to arrive.

They are members of the association, and they have a good relationship with Zhu Yu.

However, when they saw Shi Qing, they were stunned, "You are Shi Qing?" ”

Shi Qing hadn't seen them, he didn't know them.

The old woman saw her stunned appearance and introduced herself, "I'm Liu Haifang, and I have always had a collection of your paintings." ”

It turned out to be a fan.

Shi Qing smiled slightly, "Grandma Liu is good." ”

Liu Haifang looked at the dead and sighed, "Alas, they all told her not to do this, she didn't listen to anything, and now her life is in it." ”

"Grandma Liu knows what Sister Yulian is doing?" Shi Qing asked subconsciously.

Liu Haifang nodded, "She has always been a staff member of our association, and she has always kept her because of her good ability." ”

"Five years ago, she began to be very secretive, as if she was helping people do something."

"Her death was not as simple as it seemed."

Zhu Yulian ended the case by murder for money.

Those who know her well know that this is impossible.

Shi Qing didn't answer.

But these words fell on her heart.

Zhu Yulian was buried in the cemetery at the west gate of the city.

After the funeral, Shi Qing went to another place alone.

She wore a black coat with a long white collar and a pair of black boots underneath.

Walking in the alley with an umbrella.

She has lived in this place for fifteen years, and every brick is clear and familiar to her touch.

Now, just a few months later, she feels the same as the next year.

When I arrived at the door of the house, I saw that the locks were already rusty, which showed how long Zhang Yanmei had not come back.

She couldn't pick the lock, and she stood in front of the door with a lot of complicated feelings.