Ma Chu's death quickly made the local newspapers and radio broadcasts. After breakfast early in the morning, I bid farewell to Luo Shicheng at work, and went back to the house and turned on the TV. On the TV screen, the exterior of the Machu clinic is shaking, and as the camera changes, the interior of the clinic is clearly revealed. Ma Chu's office has been cordoned off, and a blurry shot flashes in an instant.

I turned off the TV and sat limply on the couch. There was the day's morning newspaper on the coffee table, and I picked it up and flipped through it. The newspaper devoted a page to a detailed report on the Ma Chu incident. Ma Chu's life experience and occupation are clear. Even Ma Chu's emotional life is also on paper, but perhaps in order to protect the privacy of the parties, a pseudonym is used. The article also mentioned that Ma Chu once offended a local boss because of a woman, and was also subjected to inhuman cruelty, so that he lost his reproductive ability.

When I saw this, I was shocked, isn't this big guy Luo Shicheng? Ma Chu told me that the people who persecuted him at that time were Luo Shicheng's subordinates. I don't feel worried about Luo Shicheng, will this incident also affect him? My breath was slightly short, and I forced myself to finish the report.

The rest of this report made me even more frightened. According to the report, Ma Chu had contacted a number of media before his death, saying that a local bigwig was not innocent and was suspected of being involved in crime and violating the law. However, due to the lack of conclusive evidence, none of the media outlets have investigated the matter in depth. But Ma Chu insisted on bringing the big man to justice, and until the first day of his death, he was still contacting lawyers and the media, and even tried to hire a private investigator to collect evidence at all costs. Regrettably, no law firm or private detective agency has taken up the appeal.

I closed the newspaper and put it back on the coffee table. A thought inadvertently flashed in his heart, now that Ma Chu is dead, Luo Shicheng will not be troubled. I was taken aback by the thought of myself. I didn't dare to think about it anymore, and the more I thought about it, the more scared I became. Gu Ya, is it because of Luo Shicheng that he has murderous intentions towards Ma Chu?

Although most of the newspaper's reports are factual, they also exaggerate the unconfirmed speculation with the color of gossip. I always feel that as a news media, this is not appropriate. Even if it is a lifestyle newspaper, it should not carry out such a report that is not rigorous enough, and lacks the serious attitude of journalists. On second thought, now that online articles are prevalent and paper media are gradually setting down, this newspaper is also to attract people's attention and increase sales, right?

At half past nine in the morning, Luo Shicheng called. He said that he had planned to go home to accompany me after arranging the company's affairs. However, there were two policemen who went to the company to understand the situation, so he couldn't get away for the time being, so he asked Zhang Feng to come to my house to accompany me, and if there was anything unexpected, Zhang Feng could help deal with it.

Without waiting for me to express my position, do you agree to let Zhang Feng come to the house? Luo Shicheng hung up the phone, and then sent a photo of the man, indicating that this was Zhang Feng. I thought to myself, this peak will come over in forty minutes at the earliest, right? If he's in the company. But unexpectedly, in just five minutes, the doorbell rang. I pushed open the door and saw a handsome boy standing outside the courtyard gate, looking exactly the same person in the photo.

"Sister-in-law, open the door, I'm Zhang Feng. Big brother sent you my picture, right? Zhang Feng shouted politely outside the door.

I nodded at him, walked out into the yard, and opened the door.

Zhang Feng walked into the house with me and said, "Sister-in-law, I'm here, you don't have to be restrained, you have to do whatever you want." You are at home by yourself, and my eldest brother is not at ease, so he sent me over to accompany you. ”

I smiled gratefully, said thank you, and hurriedly went to make tea for Zhang Feng and prepared some refreshments and fruits.

About an hour later, the doorbell rang again. I frowned strangely, there were very few people in the past, what happened today?

Zhang Feng got up and walked out of the house. After a while, I heard Zhang Feng talking to a woman. I opened the door and greeted the strange guest. What came into sight was a young and beautiful policewoman and a middle-aged male policeman with a calm face. I felt a little frightened in my heart, and I gasped as I looked at their majestic police uniforms.

The policewoman smiled and said to me, "Hello, Bai Bing, we met last night and talked together. ”

I looked at her blankly, without a trace of impression in my mind, and I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

After Zhang Feng invited the two policemen to sit down, he brought over an information bag, took out some materials, and handed them to the two policemen. I settled down and went to pour water for the two policemen.

Zhang Feng calmly said to the police: "Bai Bing, I have no memory at present, I was injured many years ago and has not recovered. These documents are her medical records and related treatment documents. Now, in order to accumulate memories, she sometimes records the experiences of the day. Therefore, she will not leave an impression on the people she has met before. ”

The two policemen scrutinized me and then began to look through the medical records in their hands. The policewoman said to Zhang Feng: "Luo Shicheng has already introduced Bai Bing's situation. We came this time to talk to Bai Bing about the details and see if Bai Bing has any new discoveries to tell us. Even if you think about something related to this case through your diary, please tell us directly. ”

I was shocked, the police couldn't be looking to see my diary, right? I can't hand over the diary to them, although the contents are insignificant, but I don't want to make any more trouble for Luo Shicheng. Now, I'm afraid he has been trapped in a whirlpool, and he can't extricate himself.

I smiled apologetically at the policewoman and said, "I don't have a habit of keeping a diary. Nowadays, I occasionally record the events of the day, but only recently. What I record more is a summary and reminder of some work. ”

The policewoman stared at me calmly, unable to tell what was going on in her heart. "We've done some research on you, we know you work in a counseling room, and we've read the articles you've written," she said competently. Your literary talent is very good, and you are beautiful, I hope you can recover your memory as soon as possible, so that it will be perfect. ”

I hurriedly bowed my head and thanked him, saying "I have won the prize".

The male policeman sitting next to the female policeman said to Zhang Feng, "Can we take a look around?" ”

Zhang Feng glanced at me, and then said indifferently: "Yes, you can act according to the public." Mr. Luo has always been impartial and law-abiding, and I believe he will not object. ”

The male policeman said politely, "Then I'm sorry." Then he got up and began to carefully inspect every corner.

I became more and more uneasy, realizing that the police might be suspicious of Luo Shicheng. Fortunately, Zhang Feng followed the male policeman, and I didn't have to answer anything about everything.

The policewoman handed me an invoice for a taxi and asked me, "Bai Bing, this is the invoice for you to take a taxi at the time of the crime yesterday." At that time, I asked you for an alibi, and you gave it to me. We checked with the taxi driver and you did take the taxi at the time. But after further investigation, we found something interesting. This taxi, since it was opened, has only pulled one passenger, and it seems to be serving only this passenger. ”

I looked into the policewoman's deep eyes for some reason. Muttered: "And such a taxi, which will only serve one passenger?" Isn't that a special vehicle? ”

The policewoman smiled meaningfully: "Not bad, it's almost the passenger's exclusive vehicle." That passenger is you. The taxi driver turned out to be Zhang Feng. I don't understand a question, Zhang Feng is a person from Luo Shicheng's company, it is said that his income is very high, can he still use the rental to make extra money? Moreover, in his passenger record, there is no other passenger record except for you. It doesn't look like he's trying to make money, is he? ”

I nodded confusedly, unable to think of a reason. Suddenly, what did this policewoman mean, did she doubt my alibi?

I said anxiously, "You're not doubting my alibi, are you?" What I say is all the truth, not a word of lie! Trust me! ”

The policewoman said mildly: "We are just ruling out all kinds of suspicions, not deliberately suspecting anyone." When did you and Gu Ya meet? Do you have any festive with each other? Or is it some kind of conflict of interest? ”

"Gu Ya, I hardly know her, and I don't know much about this person. However, there is no interest in me and her. I know from my own records that I've seen her a few times, two or three times since I lost my memory, I'm not sure. This person is very kind, not like the kind of bad guy who hurts people maliciously. ”

"We have been fingerprinted, and on the handle of the knife inserted into Ma Chu's abdomen, there are fingerprints of Ma Chu and Gu Ya. Most of the fingerprints are Ma Chu's, and only a very small fingerprint is Gu Ya's. If it weren't for the careful identification of the appraiser, it was likely that Gu Ya's fingerprints would have been overlooked. At that time, after the incident, the door of the Machu clinic was locked from the inside. The strange thing is that on the lock of the gate, there are only Ma Chu's fingerprints, and there are no traces of other people's fingerprints, which are obviously carefully handled. Also, if the murderer escaped through the only open rear window, then the window frame should have left fingerprints around the window sill, but the only fingerprints on the rear window are your Bai Bing's. ”

"Miss Policeman, listen to me. I received a call from Gu Ya that day, so I hurried over. I knocked on the door, but there was no answer. I tried to push the door, but I couldn't. So, I went around to the back of the house and saw that the back window was open, so I jumped in through the window. ”

The policewoman swiped her notebook and made notes. There was a sound of footsteps coming from the stairs. Zhang Feng accompanied the male policeman and walked down from the second floor. I saw a male policeman carrying a white medical device box with a red cross painted on it. I had a sense of foreboding in my heart.

The policeman approached the sofa, sat down, and said to me politely, "Mrs. Luo, I found this medical box in the bedroom on the second floor, I want to take it back, is it okay?" ”

I nodded in horror and said uneasily, "If it's for the investigation of the case, you can take it." But what does this box mean? Most people have some medical supplies at home, right? ”

The policeman politely said, "Yes, you are right. However, this box contains not household medicines, but utensils and potions for treating wounds. Such a professional medical appliance must be beyond the control of ordinary families. ”

I was speechless and smiled faintly. My mind suddenly fell into a mess, how could I not remember this box? It is not described in the diary.

Zhang Feng poured tea for the two policemen and sat down next to me. I glanced back at him, and suddenly felt much more grounded.

The policewoman picked up the cup, took a sip of tea, raised her face and said to Zhang Feng: "Zhang Feng, do you still open a rental in your spare time?" ”

Zhang Feng listened to the sudden questioning and did not show the slightest panic. He scratched his head embarrassedly and said with a smile: "Originally, I wanted to pass the time and earn some extra money by the way." But after all, I was too busy with work, so I didn't take this job seriously. It's just that the white ice was pulled a few times. ”

The policewoman turned her gaze to me: "Bai Bing, do you remember calling Zhang Feng's taxi?" ”

I was embarrassed and said, "I have amnesia." If the first day is not specifically recorded, what happened that day will not be remembered. ”

The policewoman bowed her head and continued to take notes. Then, she closed the notebook with a "snap" and said to the male policeman: "If there is nothing else, let's investigate here for the time being, right?" ”

The policeman nodded, stood up calmly, and said to us politely, "I'm sorry to bother you for so long, I hope you can understand our work." ”

Zhang Feng and I stood up together and said repeatedly, "It doesn't matter, please don't be polite." ”

We sent the two policemen out of the door, and before we could get back to the house, I couldn't wait to ask Zhang Feng: Is Luo Shicheng in trouble? Otherwise, how could the police come and search?