Team Wang, the number on the paper is the same as the number on the phone. Liang Zichen opened his mouth slightly in surprise, stared at the phone number on his mobile phone and said.

Wang Shen glanced at Liang Zichen, then nodded. Wang Shen opened the mobile phone address book, and a total of two numbers were recorded. The second number was Wang Shen who used this mobile phone to call his mobile phone just now. And the first number in the address book turned out to be exactly the same as the number on the paper. Now everyone understands what the numbers on paper mean.

"Team Wang, this number is not a mobile phone number, could it be a virtual number?" Liang Zichen said as he handed the paper in his hand to Wang Shen.

Wang Shen looked at the paper in his hand, then looked at the address book, then shook his head, and said: "Look at this number, it shouldn't be too similar, more like ......" Wang Shen twisted his eyebrows, and fell into deep thought halfway through speaking.

"Isn't it a bit like a landline number?" The policeman standing on the side glanced at Wang Shen and cautiously expressed his opinion.

As soon as the policeman finished speaking his opinion, Wang Shen and Liang Zichen turned their heads to look at him at the same time. Then Liang Zichen lightly high-fived, counted the number of numbers on the paper, and then looked at Wang Shen and said, "Team Wang, maybe it's really true." ”

In fact, Wang Shen also thought so in his heart. Now what Wang Shen urgently needs to know is the exact attribution of this fixed number. Wang Shen thought for a while, took out his mobile phone, and dialed the landline. Wang Shen turned on his mobile phone on the speakerphone, and then signaled Liang Zichen and the policeman standing on the side not to speak.

There was a rhythmic beeping sound on the phone. The three of them stared at Wang Shen's mobile phone intently. I wonder who will answer the call? But after a while, no one answered. After Wang Shen and the three of them glanced at each other in disappointment, Wang Shen dialed the number again. After a long time, the result is still the same.

"Why hasn't anyone answered?" Liang Zichen looked at Wang Shen's mobile phone and asked suspiciously.

"Maybe the other party already knows the news of Han Lin's death." Wang Shen sighed and replied.

"The other party already knows the news of Han Lin's death? What do you mean by that? After listening to Wang Shen's words, Liang Zichen thought for a while and asked suspiciously.

"Really?" Liang Zichen suddenly screamed in shock. "Team Wang, do you think Han Lin's death has something to do with this phone call?"

"It's still intuition. My gut told me that this call was never that simple. You look at the time shown in the address book, it was more than 1 o'clock in the morning today. Let me ask you, normal people, whether it is your parents, brothers, or friends, who doesn't have anything particularly important to call at this point in time? ”

Liang Zichen listened carefully to Wang Shen's words, and kept nodding his head while listening. At this time, Liang Zichen took Han Lin's mobile phone from Wang Shen's hand and looked at the address book on the screen. "Team Wang, look at this number. Through the information displayed in the address book, this number is actively dialed to this mobile phone. Isn't it strange here? ”

"Yes, the strange place is here. It's just a coincidence. Wang Shen pursed his lips, clenched his right hand into a fist, and kept knocking his chin.

Liang Zichen and the police looked at Wang Shen and pondered for a while, then Wang Shen raised his head and continued: "Inferred from the fact that the owner of this landline knows Han Lin's virtual number, there must be an inextricable connection between him and Han Lin. And this kind of contact is limited to the underground, otherwise he can call Han Lin's normal number. Secondly, there must be something that must be said to call Han Lin so late. And it just so happened that as soon as Han Lin's murder of Ah Cheng was revealed, this call came in. What's more coincidental is that after receiving this call, Han Lin chose to commit suicide by jumping off the building. You say how can there be such a coincidence in the world? ”

After listening to Wang Shen's analysis, Liang Zichen and the police all nodded in unison. "Team Wang, then this call can be said to be a life-threatening call?" Liang Zichen asked after thinking for a while.

"There's something even stranger." Wang Shen smiled helplessly. "It's this piece of paper." Wang Shen took the paper with the string of numbers written on it in his hand.

"Why did Han Lin leave this piece of paper?" Wang Shen said as he frowned and looked at the numbers on the paper.

"This piece of paper?" Liang Zichen's gaze also fell on the piece of paper in Wang Shen's hand. "Is there anything wrong with the numbers on this piece of paper?"

"There's nothing wrong with paper. The one in question is Han Lin. Wang Shen's gaze still did not take his eyes off the paper.

"Team Wang, don't sell it, I'm about to die, what do you mean?" Liang Zichen couldn't guess the meaning of Wang Shen's words, and began to get anxious.

"When you found this piece of paper, it was pressed under the book?" Wang Shen ignored Liang Zichen's words, but set his eyes on the policeman beside him.

The policeman next to him suddenly heard Wang Shen's question, his body was excited, and he said nervously: "Yes, yes." ”

"Describe to me how this piece of paper was pressed." After Wang Shen finished speaking, he looked at the police, waiting for his answer.

When the police and Liang Zichen heard Wang Shen's question, they really didn't understand what he was talking about? How is paper pressed? The police thought of countless ways to express themselves in their hearts, but they all vetoed them in their hearts. The police didn't dare to look up at Wang Shen, but lowered their heads, racking their brains to think about the answer Wang Shen wanted.

"Okay." Wang Shen actually smiled. "Looks like I was too serious just now." Wang Shen added. "Let me be clear, I wonder if the paper was pressed completely under the book and not easily found; Or is it casually pressed under the book, even showing the corners? ”

The police finally understood Wang Shen's words and replied: "At that time, only half of the paper was pressed under the book, and the other half of the paper was exposed. If the paper had been completely pressed underneath the book, I wouldn't have been able to spot it. ”

Wang Shen nodded and said softly: "Sure enough." ”

"Team Wang, what is the case?" Although Wang Shen's voice was relatively small, he was still heard by Liang Zichen.

"It's the same question from just now. There is this number in the mobile phone, so why does Han Lin have to write this number again on the paper? Wang Shen took his eyes off the policeman and turned his head to look at Liang Zichen.

"Because...... Because ......" Liang Zichen spoke intermittently, but he was actually thinking about Wang Shen's question. After a while, Liang Zichen suddenly replied, "Han Lin won't be leaving us clues, right?" ”

Wang Shen heard Liang Zichen's words and nodded lightly. "However, since Han Lin wanted to leave us a clue, why didn't he tell me directly about this number before he died? Rather, this is the way it should be taken? ”

Wang Shen looked at Liang Zichen, and then at the policemen standing on the side, expecting their answers. Unfortunately, after a long time, Wang Shen did not get a reply from them.

Because Han Lin was afraid, he didn't dare to tell us about this number. To put it simply, he was coerced. Wang Shen himself said the result of his speculation. Reborn Revenge: Goddess, it's hanging again