Han Lingling went to the "Can't Forget" café with the woman.

The "Can't Forget" café is located at the east bridge head of the Lion Bridge. It is a small two-storey old building.

The woman walked into the café and went up to the second floor, where a waiter greeted her: "Welcome." ”

"Is there anyone in the Peony Hall?"

"Please come with me."

The waiter walked in front and ushered the two into a private room facing the street. Sitting in the private room, you can clearly see the endless flow of people and vehicles at the intersection.

The woman took out a glittering gold watch from her purse: "What time will your people arrive?" ”

"If there is no traffic jam on the road, it will take up to half an hour. Waiter. Han Lingling waved at the waiter.

The waiter walked into the private room.

"What's here?"

"Comrade, it's all written on it, you read it slowly." The waiter handed a price list to Han Lingling's hand.

Han Lingling handed the price list to the woman: "Miss, you can do something." ”

"Whatever you want, let's do it!"

Han Lingling glanced at the price list: "Let's have three rows of coffee, three fruit plates, and then three snacks, and if you need to, we'll call you again." ”

"Okay, please wait a while, the things will be there in a while."

In less than two minutes, three waiters walked into the private room, one waiter put down three cups of coffee, another waiter put three fruit plates, and the third waiter put down three plates of dim sum.

After the three waiters exited the private room, they walked in left to the east.

"Miss, I'm very presumptuous, I don't know your surname yet?"

The woman opened the small satchel again, took out a leather wallet with complex layers from it, took out an ID card from it, and handed it to Han Lingling.

The ID card reads: Xiang Min, whose home address is No. 58, District 3, No. 18, Ninghai Road, Gulou District, Jingnan City. Han Lingling quickly wrote down the ID number in her mind: 320111195812170410.

From the home address alone, it can be seen that Xiang Min was born in a high-ranking family.

Han Lingling stood up and returned her ID card to Xiang Min: "My name is Han Lingling, and his name is Zuo Xiangdong." Thank you very much for your active cooperation with us. ”

"When will your leader arrive?"

"About half an hour." Left to the east.

"You don't know me, I'm curious how you found me?"

"Do you know Zhao Qianqian?"

"Zhao Qianqian used to be my best friend. What's wrong with her - is something wrong with her? ”

"Have you been to Zhao Qianqian's house?"

"I've been there, Zhao Qianqian's house was originally in the Chen family's compound in Xie Juren Lane."

"Because Xie Xi's former residence is listed as a provincial first-class protection unit, the people who live in the Chen family's compound have moved away."

"Why did you come to me?"

"We found a male corpse in the dry well of the Chen family's compound."

This doesn't seem to have anything to do with Zhao Qianqian. Zhao Qianqian never comes into contact with men. ”

"Why?"

"He hates men. Zhao Qianqian has not been married until now, which is the main reason. ”

"Why are you so sure?"

"Have you been in contact with Zhao Qianqian?"

"Touched."

"Contacted? Then you should know why. A budding flower, when it is about to bloom, is devastated, will she bloom again? Each flower has only one flowering season. ”

Han Lingling's questions could only float on the water, and deeper questions had to wait for Ouyang Ping to ask.

At around four o'clock, three people walked into the private room, they were Ouyang Ping, Liu Dayu and Chen Jie. Because of the traffic jam, the three of them were delayed on the road for a little time.

The waiter added three cups of coffee and walked out.

After Han Lingling introduced each other, the two sides sat down, and the formal conversation began.

With Han Lingling's previous foreshadowing, the conversation quickly entered the substantive stage.

"Miss Xiang, please take a look at this-"

Chen Jie took out two simulated portraits from his leather bag, stood up, and put them on the table in front of Xiang Min. One is a mock-up portrait with short hair and the other is with long hair.

"W-what's going on?"

"This is a simulated portrait of the deceased's skull using computer technology."

"How can it be two, it looks like a person."

"Miss Xiang is very observant! These two simulated portraits are indeed of a person. ”

"It's a person, why do you have two hairstyles?"

You can see it! Ouyang Ping is doing some foreshadowing for substantive conversations. Ouyang Ping's problem will be more sensitive, so if you want to warm wine, the water should not be too hot, let alone impatient. It can't be too abrupt, and the proportion must be well controlled. Let the other person be a little emotionally prepared mentally and psychologically. At least let the other party have a basic understanding of the facts of the case.

"This is the case, Miss Xiang, I can only give a rough idea. This simulated portrait—" Ouyang Ping pointed to the first simulated portrait, "This simulated portrait was drawn by us based on the skull of the deceased. This simulated portrait," Ouyang Ping said, pointing to the second simulated portrait, "The long hair on this simulated portrait was added by us later. ”

"Why do you want to add long hair?"

"Because we found ten fifty-centimeter-long hairs on the deceased's body, and after technical identification, the ten long hairs were on the deceased's head."

"Was the deceased a man or a woman?"