Chapter 8 Doubts

Jiang Cheng took out another photo, which was a file photo taken by Sheng Cheng before he was imprisoned, although the ruthlessness in his eyes was not as obvious as it is now, but it was also sharp, and it seemed to be born like this.

"Is there something wrong?" Sun Qi, an old policeman standing next to Jiang Cheng, asked.

Jiang Cheng replied vaguely, "I can't say it." ”

Sun Qi is about to retire, has handled many cases, has enough experience, and is often respected by his juniors as master, he observed the expression on Jiang Cheng's face as he said, "I watched the video from the prison, and in her cell, there were three traffickers who had committed human lives - we found that even if she had amnesia, she could understand the black language of this industry." ”

It's strange if you don't understand it. A person with amnesia simply loses his or her memory and does not lose his temperament, thinking ability, and habits.

Jiang Cheng didn't speak, and Sun Qi continued to add, "Sheng Xiang has four doubts now: first, she has no previous history, nor does she have any identity certificate, if it weren't for this murder, the public security wouldn't know that there was such a person in society." ”

"The second is not like amnesia, although she doesn't talk much in prison, there is nothing contradictory about her actions. We went to consult a neurologist, and it is said that this person who has just lost his memory often has inconsistent words and deeds in a short period of time, and his body uses words and deeds to contradict his words...... Oh yes, she used this to trigger the memory alarm, but she didn't have any contradictions in words and deeds. ”

"The third is ......"

Before I finished speaking, I heard the listener say, "I really don't remember the past, and I didn't kill the person, before this case happened, someone contacted me, claiming to know that I was in China, and wanted to make a deal with me, I refused, and then this case happened to blame me, I believe this is a punishment contract." ”

Jiang Cheng raised his head violently, his eyes locked on the person on the screen, "Punishment contract ......", she actually mentioned this word?

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The first time he heard this statement was twenty months ago, after Zhou Weiming's death.

He suppressed his inner agitation and leaned closer to the microphone in his usual voice, "Ask her what the punishment contract is." ”

Sun Qi had never heard of this before, he thought it was literal, and turned his head and asked, "Is there any problem?" ”

Jiang Cheng said casually, "There is another major international case involved, and there is no conclusion yet." ”

Sun Qi sighed, "This is your domain-" After thinking about it, he divided his ears to listen to the interrogation over there, and couldn't help but say, "Nancheng is a place that is close to the border in the south, there are many people and miscellaneous matters, and the case cannot be investigated all year round, but in the end, it is still separated by two provinces, and the transportation is not developed, so it does not have the conditions for a major case." After so many years, only one thing has happened. ”

Speaking of this, Sun Qi suddenly stopped.

Jiang Cheng asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Sun Qi was flustered, and his voice was still a little strange, "It's nothing, I think of some old accounts." After speaking, he smiled embarrassedly, "If you hadn't intervened, this case would have been cold." ”

With the emergence of new evidence, the conclusion that Sheng Makeup was a murderer has been overturned, but what the truth is, at least for now, remains a mystery.

Jiang Cheng looked at Sun Qi, took away his sudden reaction, and kept his face as usual, "Let's help each other." ”

He continued to listen to Sheng Zheng's answer, "...... It's literal, and if there's anything else involved, I don't remember. ”

Jiang Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, she couldn't say the specific mentality, although she bit to death and lost her memory, but from time to time she put some material out, just like the star that burst out when drilling wood and making a fire in the wild, there is grass wool and cotton to bake, and this fire is not easy to break.