Chapter 183: The Truth Is So Much Jiao (Happy New Year's Day)
In just a few moments, the golden plate axe was already full of thoughts, and when he came back to his senses, Xiao Zhang was still talking about Sun Peng's deeds in the morning with great interest.
"Sun Peng must be lurking next to the bulletin board in the morning, and he will definitely find out the truth in this direction," the more Xiao Zhang spoke, the more he felt that he had discovered the truth, and took the "notice" that Zhou Dasheng removed, and read it twice, "Director, I think it's time to check without further ado, otherwise I'm afraid it will be ...... later."
The golden plate axe glanced at him casually, and smiled quite cooperatively: "I'm afraid of what?"
"There is no proof of death," Xiao Zhang's face was full of seriousness, and he looked like Bao Zheng who was handling the case impartially, "It's been more than half a day, the paper is wet, and it's too late to wait for the evidence." ”
When the golden plate axe heard "wet", the whole person was stunned, and blurted out: "How do you know ......"
He secretly felt comfortable for a long time, but it was a joke, Xiao Zhang didn't need him to explain it at all, he already understood it clearly?
There was a deep sense of frustration in my heart.
It's not as good as Meng Yunhe's scholar, how can he be reduced to the same IQ level as Xiao Zhang?
Wrong! It must be that this matter is too simple, he is a "witness", he doesn't know the true face of Lushan, only because he is in this mountain.
That's right, that's it.
Xiao Zhang shook his head and smiled: "Director, hehe, if I want to think about it, I definitely can't think of it, but it's hard for me to think about it." ”
"First, the suspect is Sun Peng; Second, there is a problem with the paper; Third, Meng Yunhe only said that he wanted to investigate, but did not say what he specifically checked Sun Peng, but this is also simple, thinking about it, Gao Zhe knows that it should be this morning's deeds. ”
"There happened to be a rumor-mongering incident this morning, and the truth is that Sun Peng posted this letter this morning to spread rumors and slander."
Xiao Zhang stood straight, his head held high, and he looked at the gold plate axe with a hopeful face.
"Wait, didn't you just say that the paper was wet and the evidence was gone, why did you get all this mess again?" The gold plate axe is a bit big.
"Ah, oh, I'm sorry I forgot-" Xiao Zhang was stunned and scratched his head embarrassedly, "I think, Zhou Dasheng crumpled the letter paper in a mess, sweat soaked the letter, the longer the time, the more blurred the handwriting, and then the evidence will be gone." ”
Jin Banaxe held back a black face: "So, you don't know that Sun Peng actually posted the paper last night, and you want to check it last night, not tonight?" ”
Xiao Zhang said "ah", and before he could say anything, he was unceremoniously interrupted by the golden plate axe, gritted his teeth and said: "Also, if you want to check Sun Peng's whereabouts in the morning, just ask me directly, he was having breakfast in KFC at half past six this morning." No need to check, I'm a witness. ”
The accentuated word "witness" almost made Xiao Zhang burst into tears, no matter how stupid he was, he knew that the director was angry.
Because he doesn't believe in the director?
Xiao Zhang was very congested, he felt that he was wronged, he didn't mean it, he just forgot.
Sure enough, the leader's heart, the needle under the sea, can't reach, can't see, and is mysterious.
Xiao Zhang's lips moved, and he said a little weakly: "Director, I didn't doubt you, I just thought it could be that after you left, Sun Peng rushed to the school......
The more he spoke, the quieter his voice became, and his head lowered unconsciously.
Can he say he forgot?
Jin Banaxe had a calm face: "Although it is not far from KFC to the school, it also takes time, and it is less than five minutes away from the time when the first person sees the announcement, how did you do it?" Did he grow Scuds? ”
Xiao Zhang laughed awkwardly a few times, and plucked up the courage to refute: "It's not this morning, it can't be posted last night." ”
"How is it impossible?" The gold plate axe blackened his face.