"There's no clear evidence right now, and finding a reason to get him out now would be of the greatest help to us." Director Liu stood in defiance, and he lit another cigarette.

Dong Jia stood in front of his desk.

"You go and do it, release him out tomorrow, and then pass on the news of this person to Sammo Hung." Liu Zhiming smoked a cigarette and spit out the smoke in his mouth.

The next day dawned quickly.

Shan Wenchun looked at the scenery outside the window and stood there for a long time.

Soon Shan Wenchun was released, and the person who brought him out was Officer Song Zhi, a good friend of Officer Zhang Muran.

The first thing Shan Wenchun did when he came out was to go home first, and he was thinking about how the people at home were. And he also has a more important thing to do, he has to find the begonia he brought back from Miyama.

Since Wen Chun left, no one has taken care of the begonia, and everyone cares more about Wen Chun when he will come out.

Wen Chun returned home and looked at the long and bright begonia.

"During the time you left, this begonia hasn't been taken care of by anyone and has been kept here." The gentle mother looked at her son in front of her.

"Grandpa, you have to help me take care of this begonia during the time I am not here." Wen Chun looked at his grandfather next to him.

Grandpa quickly agreed.

Wen Chun has been thinking about things outside in the past few days in the detention center, and it seems that he has figured out something.

He came to Officer Zhang Muran.

"Miran's death has something to do with you." Shan Wenchun said it without thinking.

Officer Zhang ignored him and was watering the flowers.

He looked at the young man in front of him, not at all like the previous gentleness.

The two men looked at each other.

"Yes, Miran's death really has nothing to do with me. I'll answer whatever you want to ask today, but I won't tell you anything after that. Zhang Muran said a little seriously.

"I want to know how the hell Miran died." Shan Wenchun looked at Officer Zhang Muran.

"Her death does have something to do with me, I originally wanted her to lie in the hospital for a few days, but I didn't find out that she died so suddenly." Zhang Muran looked at Shan Wenchun.

The conflict between the two is slowly escalating.

Officer Zhang looked at Shan Wenchun's angry face.

"You don't have to be anxious and sad, you listen to me slowly." Zhang Muran sat down.

"I arranged the flowers you went to the hospital to pick up that day. The lily has a spice on it, and that spice is the poison that hides the murderer.

At first, I just wanted to make Mi Lan unconscious, but I didn't expect that someone borrowed my hand and mixed the poison under the drug, the key is that the poison put by this person is not very much, so I didn't see anything. Zhang Muran looked at him a little ashamedly

"Then how the hell she died, don't you really know?" Shan Wenchun asked.

"I don't know if you noticed it, but there was a vase on the cupboard next to her bedside when you went that day, and I don't think you noticed it." Zhang Muran looked at the boy in front of him and said.

"There's this vase, how do you know?" Shan Wenchun looked at the unfathomable Officer Zhang in front of him very calmly.

Officer Zhang lit a cigarette and placed it there.

"You don't care how I know. I only know that the vase has been touched since Milan's accident, so to speak, it was dropped. Zhang Muran's facial expression was very calm.

Shan Wenchun obviously didn't believe his words.

"I put the vase that day, and when I went back after the incident, the leaves painted on the vase turned blue. That's why my attention is on that vase.

There were so many things in the room, why only the vase was replaced, and the rest found that there was nothing passive. Officer Zhang looked at Shan Wenchun seriously at this time.

"Why did you put a vase there?" Shan Wenchun asked Zhang Muran with an attitude that he had never had before.

"That vase is there because there's something in it, which is a tape recorder." Officer Zhang looked at Wen Chun at this time.

Shan Wenchun understood something, he knew why Officer Zhang had been refusing to reveal the true image of Mi Lan's death.

Officer Zhang had long expected that the next few of the people who had gone to Meishan together did not know which one would be in danger.

But even if Officer Zhang prepared in advance, it was useless, and the tape recorder in the vase was still discovered.

Officer Zhang planned to use Mi Lan's accident to fish out the clues of this murderer, but he didn't expect that this time the murderer was more ruthless, which directly led to Mi Lan's death.

Soon the single temperature pure came out.

He was thinking that this murderer probably found something to kill Mi Lan directly, otherwise he wouldn't have been ruthless in the hospital. It is likely that the tape recorder was the murderer's ruthlessness, and Officer Zhang became an indirect murderer.

How did the killer know that there was a tape recorder? I can't think about it so much now, the only way is to find out who really killed Miran. And this must be done with the help of Officer Zhang, and Officer Zhang also needs him at this time.

Wen Chun is back.

Ziya called.

"Wen Chun, are you back? I have something to do with you, let's meet the two of us. "Ziya is at home in her own home.

"Well, it's time for the two of us to meet," Wen Chun said expressionlessly.

The next day, noon arrived quickly.

Ziya and Wen Chun came to a Western restaurant on Ninety-Nine Street.

"Excuse me, we have our own characteristics. You can take a look at the menu. The waiter winked at the two men.

Wen Chun obviously didn't care about that.

Ziya picked up the menu.

"The food here is delicious, let's try it today. You can tell me if you like anything, and I'll order it for you. Ziya asked Wen Chun.

"Ziya, is it really as simple as you came to me for dinner today? If you have something to say, I've got some things to deal with over there. Wen Chun said mercilessly.

Ziya lost the gentleness she had just now, and her tone became different.

"Wen Chun, how did you see it?" Ziya looked at the counter in front of her.

"Ziya, you say, there is something to say." Wen Chun picked up the water cup.

"Nothing, just want to tell you one thing about Miran's death." Ziya looked at Wen Chun cautiously.

Shan Wenchun's eyes became particularly fierce at this time.

"Anyway, how did you die, you two don't even know each other." Shan Wenchun asked questioningly.

"Don't panic, Wen Chun. You listen to me slowly. Ziya closed the menu in her hand.

"I've met Mi Lan since you went to Miyama, and I went to the new bar next to the school with my roommate Tang Tang. There, the two of us met Miran, who was there to accompany the drinker, and he seemed to have something to do with the boss. At that time, her roommate Tang Tang liked this boss, so he would often accompany her to the bar. Ziya stopped and took a sip of water and said.

"That's when we happened to meet Miran, who was drinking with the owner of the new bar, and the two seemed to be very close." Ziya said.

Shan Wenchun sat there and looked at Ziya quietly, it was obvious that he had doubts about Ziya's words.

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