"Lao Jiang, you didn't fool me, did you?" Han Jianping's voice couldn't stop trembling: "You said Zheng Juan, she, has been dead for more than ten days?" Han Jianping knew that with Jiang Kun's character, he would never make such a joke with himself, but last night, Zheng Juan also looked for him, and all this couldn't be explained at all.

There was a vague sense of foreboding in his heart, and Han Jianping did not tell the other party what happened last night.

However, Jiang Kun on the other end of the phone thought that Han Jianping couldn't accept this fact, and said a little anxiously: "What am I lying to you for?" It's my good friend who said it, you know, she lives with Zheng Juan, and now that something happened, she was so scared that she hid from my house, and I didn't believe it and asked her to answer the phone. ”

Not long after, the woman's voice sounded, Jiang Kun was right, this woman was Zheng Juan's roommate Shen Lili.

"Hey, Jianping. Jiang Kun, he really didn't lie to you, Zheng Juan has been missing for a long time, I thought you knew it. Shen Lili's voice sounded very frightened, and she herself didn't expect that her roommate would die mysteriously.

"What the hell is going on?" Han Jianping asked eagerly. This phone call lasted for about an hour, and after hanging up the phone, Han Jianping stayed where he was. He couldn't believe that Zheng Juan was really dead......

If this is true, then was it a ghost who came to me last night?

A gust of wind blew through the house, and it scared him to the core. Han Jianping got up from the bed, and when he came to the living room, his eyes were attracted by the cardboard box on the table. He remembered that last night, Zheng Juan came over to give this thing to him, what was in it? Why didn't she let herself open ......

Han Jianping was fascinated, and out of curiosity, he walked towards the box, wanting to open it to see what was inside.

"Bang bang bang", at this moment, a sudden knock on the door startled him.

Retracting his hand from the front of the box, Han Jianping pretended to be bold and asked, "Who?" ”

"Police, please open the door and cooperate." He never expected that the police would come to the door early in the morning. Fortunately, Jiang Kun had the foresight to tell himself about it in advance.

"Dude, don't blame me for not reminding you, Zheng Juan was the closest to her when you were alive, and you have been pursuing her frantically. Now that someone has an accident, you are likely to be listed as a serious suspect, and if the police come to the door, you have to figure out how to deal with it. ”

Recalling what Jiang Kun told him on the phone before, Han Jianping took a deep breath and then opened the door.

"Comrade policeman, is there anything wrong?" In order to avoid arousing suspicion, Han Jianping planned to pretend not to know what happened to Zheng Juan.

"Hello, we are from the Jianjiang Police Department, we received news this morning that a female corpse was found on the edge of the Songyun River, and after identity comparison, this person is the woman Zheng Juan who disappeared 14 days ago." There were two middle-aged policemen, one tall and one fat, standing outside the door, and seeing their serious expressions, Han Jianping couldn't help but get nervous in his heart.

"What? Zheng Juan is dead? He asked, feigning surprise.

"Not bad." The tall policeman stared at him with a look that completely took him for a murderer: "According to our investigation, we found that you had close contact with the deceased before her death, and you also launched a fierce pursuit of her. So, sorry, can you show me your alibi on January 10th? The day he said was also the day Zheng Juan's roommate provided that she went missing. The police speculated that she should have been killed on the day of her disappearance.

"No problem, the two of you will sit in the house first." After Han Jianping heard his words, his eyebrows raised slightly, for fear of being seen by others, he immediately lowered his head to hide his emotions.

After pouring tea for the two, he said: "Of course I have an alibi, because the 10th is my birthday, I invited many colleagues to sing with friends in the Golden Cabinet KTV, and I played until the early hours of the morning, I was drunk and sent home by two colleagues." Oh yes, I still have the video of the day in my circle of friends, don't believe you. ”

What he said was indeed the truth, Zheng Juan's death really had nothing to do with him, but Han Jianping was panicked with fear in his heart, he couldn't tell the police, he still saw Zheng Juan yesterday, right? Before the matter is figured out, he may be arrested as a murderer.

"I'll see. Well, Lao Wang, what he said is indeed right, if so, then this young man should not be suspected of committing a crime......" The fat policeman looked at his mobile phone and said seriously.

Han Jianping just breathed a sigh of relief, but saw the tall policeman suddenly stand up and walk around the room. Soon, he walked over to the cardboard box on the table.

"Suffered, this is Zheng Juan's courier!" Han Jianping's originally relaxed nerves suddenly tensed up again.

"What's in here?" Sure enough, the tall cop found the cardboard box.

"Ah...... Is that...... It's my courier, which just arrived this morning. Han Jianping said stubbornly.

"Oh." The tall policeman weighed the carton and did not suspect it, because on the consignee column on the box, there were three big characters written on Han Jianping.

"I'm sorry to disturb, if we have other needs later, I hope you can cooperate with our work." The two policemen said to Han Jianping before leaving.

"No problem, I will definitely support your investigation. Hard work, slow walking......" Han Jianping breathed a sigh of relief, and after sending the two away, his legs were weak and he sat down on the ground.

After a while, he came back to his senses, and quickly got up and rushed to the box. "What's going on? Wasn't it a blank slate before? Seeing that the consignee's name had become his own, a look of horror appeared on his face.

What's in the box? Could it be that Zheng Juan's death has something to do with it? Thinking of this, Han Jianping let go of his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and let the box fall to the ground.

"Bang" The box fell to the ground, making a dull sound, Han Jianping looked at it and pushed the box with his hand. Only then did he realize that the weight of the box was not heavy, but no matter how much he shook it, he could not hear the sound of the contents inside.

Do you want to open it and take a look? As soon as this thought popped into his mind, he remembered Zheng Juan's frightened eyes last night.

"You put this box away, it's better to hide it, don't open it! Remember? ”

The woman's trembling voice was still in her ears, and Han Jianping hesitated for a moment, but finally made up his mind. He stood up, picked up the box, and placed it in his passenger seat.

In order not to arouse the suspicion of people nearby, after driving through an unmonitored intersection, he got out of the car and threw the box in the garbage bin on the side of the road. At this point, after doing this, he was a lot more relieved.

However, when he came home from work after a busy day absentmindedly, as soon as he turned on the light in the living room, Han Jianping was horrified to find that this strange box was back again!

Ah, I found out that the characters in this chapter are surnamed Han ...... I'm sorry, I really didn't find out. Fat Tiger is too lazy to change it, so let's make do with it~ Anyway, he won't be dead long (I have no spoilers!) ）