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Schumann hung up the phone, and when he looked up, he found that Jiang Yan was looking straight at himself with his dark, penetrating eyes.

Schumann paused, and then heard Jiang Yan speak:

"Are you in Xiao Xu's house, did you also find the song "Black Sunday"?"

“……”

He still guessed it!

Shu Man was stunned, but he didn't look away, but raised a pair of dark and bright eyes without showing weakness, and looked back at Jiang Yan:

"Yes!"

Originally, Jiang Yan didn't say it, and she didn't plan to say it now. But now that the words had been said here, Schumann felt that there was no need to continue to conceal them.

The light in Jiang Yan's eyes dimmed significantly.

"Are you suspicious of me?"

"No!"

Schumann shook his head firmly: "It's not a doubt, it's just that there are some things that I haven't figured out yet."

And I'm pretty sure there's a lot you're still hiding from me about this Black Sunday. ”

Of course, you have your reasons, and it is not convenient to tell me now, but I also have my own grounds, and I have reservations and doubts about this matter.

Jiang Yan looked at Schumann, looking at her bright eyes, full of determination and perseverance at the moment, a pair of sword eyebrows that flew into the sideburns, and involuntarily frowned, and for a moment, he finally sighed heavily, and looked away helplessly:

"Yes! I've got something to hide from you! ”

Jiang Yan admitted so generously that Schumann didn't know how to react for a while.

Jiang Yan: "It's just that please believe me, I haven't done anything illegal or contrary to conscience and morality. About the song "Black Sunday...... Forgive me, I can't tell you yet. ”

Schumann's face was a little gloomy, she didn't ask why, but suddenly felt that the Jiang Yan in front of her and the Jiang Yan she saw in her dream suddenly overlapped without any disobedience.

At his feet, it seemed to be an abyss, but she stood opposite him, but there was nothing she could do.

This feeling made her feel a sudden depression in her heart, as if there was a boulder weighing a thousand catties, which was pressing her dead at the moment, making her breathless.

The two of them looked at each other silently, as if neither of them would take a step back or show weakness.

The atmosphere is briefly scorching and treacherous.

After a moment, Schumann looked away, got up, and walked out.

Seeing this, Jiang Yan hurriedly spoke:

"Where are you going?"

"Go home!"

Jiang Yan: "I think you'd better wait. ”

Schumann paused, turned his head and looked at Jiang Yan with a frown:

"Give a reason!"

Looking at Schumann's serious appearance, Jiang Yan suddenly couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips:

"Because, you've forgotten something!"

Forgot one thing?

What's up?

Schumann was about to continue to ask, but the door of the office was suddenly knocked at this time, Schumann turned his head, and saw a colleague from the laboratory standing at the door, holding an autopsy report and a scene investigation report in his hand.

Schumann: "............"

His uncle, she actually forgot that she stayed at the police station to wait for this thing.

Behind him, Jiang Yan's scorching eyes, in front of him, were a somewhat inexplicable colleague from the laboratory department who suddenly blackened Schumann's face. Schumann walked over and took the report from his colleague:

"Help me, thank you, Section Chief Qin."

"You're welcome Team Shu, then I'll go back first."

"Good work."

When the colleague in the laboratory department left, Schumann immediately opened the test report, and when she finished reading it roughly, the expression on her face became more and more obscure.

Jiang Yan had already walked over at this time, and when he caught a glimpse of Schumann's face, he could probably guess what the result of the test was.

Taking the report from Schumann's hand, Jiang Yan also quickly flipped through it.

According to the report, only one of the two cups of coffee was poisoned, which was confirmed to be potassium cyanide, which is the poison in the body of the deceased Zhou Jun. People who have been hit with potassium cyanide will soon have symptoms of poisoning, weakness, shortness of breath, and eventually suffocation if they are not rescued in time.

And Zhou Jun's autopsy report does confirm this.

There is only one cup of poison, if it is not brought in by someone outside, then judging from the current evidence, the most suspicious is Lei Tong.

Of course, the suspicion of the waiter named Ma Yongliang cannot be completely cleared.

How so?

Jiang Yan closed the report and glanced at Schumann. It was found that Schumann's eyebrows had been twisted into a "Chuan" character. He knew that Schumann had always been inclined to poison both cups of coffee.

But now, it's only one cup!

"What do you think?"

Suddenly, Schumann raised his head and looked at Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan pursed his lips:

"I still stick to my previous point of view, I think that the murderer is neither Lei Tong nor the waiter named Ma Yongliang."

Schumann: "Yes, I don't think they're murderers.

But if not, why would the person who wanted to kill Zhou Jun be so sure that that cup of coffee would definitely be served in front of Zhou Jun? Moreover, we have not yet found evidence that it was poisoned by a third party......"

Schumann said, and suddenly a stirring spirit burst into his mind, and two breathtaking lights suddenly burst out in his eyes.

Similarly, Jiang Yan seemed to have thought of something at the moment, looked at Schumann for a moment, and nodded lightly for a while-

The murderer wants to kill, it is simply Lei Tong or Zhou Jun, as for who the cup of coffee will be sent to in the end, it depends on the god of death and who he chooses to favor!

As soon as this thought came to mind, Schumann only felt that the entire nerve in his forehead and the back of his head began to beat violently.

What kind of person are they facing?

What is he thinking in his heart?

……

The white moon hung high in the night dome, and the darkness had spread its arms and enveloped the whole land.

The streets were full of neon flashes and plenty of light, and Schumann was driving his car, with a pair of eyes, looking straight ahead. Look at those lights and shadows, falling under your own eyes.

However, often in well-lit places, the darker the shadows.

When he got home, Schumann changed his clothes and then went into the bathroom. Stand under the head of the shower, let the warm water pour on the top of your hair, and then down your cheeks, neck, and back...... It flows slowly down and eventually merges into the ground.

What is Jiang Yan hiding from her?

Schumann suddenly felt that perhaps, this was inseparable from Jiang Yan's farewell three years ago.

There are also strange and suspicious points that have popped up one after another in this case, as if they are being brought into one whirlpool after another, constantly spinning, falling deep, but they can never figure out a clue.

Qiao Yuwei, Xiao Xu, Zhou Jun, what kind of relationship is there between these three people?

Love triangle?

No! Not exactly!

What is the 500,000 yuan that Xiao Xu gave to Zhou Jun for, and where are Xiao Xu's people? The person who killed Zhou Jun, could it be Xiao Xu? If not, then who? Could it be that it is the same person who killed Qiao Yuwei?

The heat in the bathroom was steaming, swirling around her like a fog, making it more and more difficult to see the truth.

Jiang Yan!

What do you know?

The next day, early in the morning.

Because of the relationship between the recent case and Jiang Yan, Schumann always has too many things in his heart, and even if he falls asleep, he can't sleep well. However, this made her start to be no longer late.

When I drove to the city bureau, Jiang Yan hadn't arrived yet, and there were only Li Dabao yawning in the office, and Cheng Ziyang, who also looked a little tired.

Seeing Schumann, Li Dabao's eyes immediately widened:

"Holy! Where did the sun come out? ”

Schumann raised his eyebrows:

"There's something to say, there's a fart!"

Li Dabao opened his mouth and smiled when he heard this:

"No, I'm not surprised that you're here so early, boss!"

Schumann ignored Li Dabao and walked straight to the desk:

"Did you find anything after you went to Shangdao Coffee yesterday to monitor it?"

Speaking of this, Li Dabao's head drooped down like a frosted eggplant:

"No, I looked at it several times, but I didn't see any suspicious people at all. Except for Ni Kang and Li Xuejiao, who worked at the bar, and Ma Yongliang, who was in charge of delivering coffee, no fourth person had touched those two cups of coffee. ”

When Schumann heard this, he lowered his eyes, thought to himself, and after a moment, raised his head again:

"Is there monitoring all the time from the time the coffee is brewed to the time it is served to the private room?"

After Schumann's reminder, Li Dabao suddenly remembered:

"Ah...... That's not all, when you go upstairs in the middle, you have to go through a corner, where is the blind spot of monitoring, and you can't see it. However, I did the math, and that distance was only a few seconds......"

Li Dabao said this, but he involuntarily paused.

Schumann knew what was in his mind:

"Go on!"

Li Dabao suddenly felt a little annoyed:

"Fuck, it seems to be a little bit long when Ma Yongliang disappeared around the corner in the middle!"

When Schumann heard this, her fair face had become serious and cold, she stood up, and said to Li Dabao without pausing for almost a moment:

"Interrogate Ma Yongliang immediately!"

As suspects, Ma Yongliang and Lei Tong, as well as Ni Kang and Li Xuejiao, who worked at the bar, were temporarily detained in the city bureau, so Ma Yongliang was soon taken to the interrogation room.

The conditions of the city bureau are limited, coupled with this homicide case, Ma Yongliang didn't sleep much last night, and he was arraigned early in the morning, and his mental state was not very good:

"Comrade policeman, everything I can confess yesterday has been explained, I really didn't kill anyone!"

Schumann sat on the side, just looking at Ma Yongliang quietly, but Li Dabao didn't smile on his face:

"Confessed?

Are you sure? ”

When Ma Yongliang saw Li Dabao asking, he suddenly became a little nervous, but Schumann looked at it and didn't look like he was nervous.

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Schumann hung up the phone, and when he looked up, he found that Jiang Yan was looking straight at himself with his dark, penetrating eyes.

Schumann paused, and then heard Jiang Yan speak:

"Are you in Xiao Xu's house, did you also find the song "Black Sunday"?"

“……”

He still guessed it!

Shu Man was stunned, but he didn't look away, but raised a pair of dark and bright eyes without showing weakness, and looked back at Jiang Yan:

"Yes!"

Originally, Jiang Yan didn't say it, and she didn't plan to say it now. But now that the words had been said here, Schumann felt that there was no need to continue to conceal them.

The light in Jiang Yan's eyes dimmed significantly.

"Are you suspicious of me?"

"No!"

Schumann shook his head firmly: "It's not a doubt, it's just that there are some things that I haven't figured out yet."

And I'm pretty sure there's a lot you're still hiding from me about this Black Sunday. ”

Of course, you have your reasons, and it is not convenient to tell me now, but I also have my own grounds, and I have reservations and doubts about this matter.

Jiang Yan looked at Schumann, looking at her bright eyes, full of determination and perseverance at the moment, a pair of sword eyebrows that flew into the sideburns, and involuntarily frowned, and for a moment, he finally sighed heavily, and looked away helplessly:

"Yes! I've got something to hide from you! ”

Jiang Yan admitted so generously that Schumann didn't know how to react for a while.

Jiang Yan: "It's just that please believe me, I haven't done anything illegal or contrary to conscience and morality. About the song "Black Sunday...... Forgive me, I can't tell you yet. ”

Schumann's face was a little gloomy, she didn't ask why, but suddenly felt that the Jiang Yan in front of her and the Jiang Yan she saw in her dream suddenly overlapped without any disobedience.

At his feet, it seemed to be an abyss, but she stood opposite him, but there was nothing she could do.

This feeling made her feel a sudden depression in her heart, as if there was a boulder weighing a thousand catties, which was pressing her dead at the moment, making her breathless.

The two of them looked at each other silently, as if neither of them would take a step back or show weakness.

The atmosphere is briefly scorching and treacherous.

After a moment, Schumann looked away, got up, and walked out.

Seeing this, Jiang Yan hurriedly spoke:

"Where are you going?"

"Go home!"

Jiang Yan: "I think you'd better wait. ”

Schumann paused, turned his head and looked at Jiang Yan with a frown:

"Give a reason!"

Looking at Schumann's serious appearance, Jiang Yan suddenly couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips:

"Because, you've forgotten something!"

Forgot one thing?

What's up?

Schumann was about to continue to ask, but the door of the office was suddenly knocked at this time, Schumann turned his head, and saw a colleague from the laboratory standing at the door, holding an autopsy report and a scene investigation report in his hand.

Schumann: "............"

His uncle, she actually forgot that she stayed at the police station to wait for this thing.

Behind him, Jiang Yan's scorching eyes, in front of him, were a somewhat inexplicable colleague from the laboratory department who suddenly blackened Schumann's face. Schumann walked over and took the report from his colleague:

"Help me, thank you, Section Chief Qin."

"You're welcome Team Shu, then I'll go back first."

"Good work."

When the colleague in the laboratory department left, Schumann immediately opened the test report, and when she finished reading it roughly, the expression on her face became more and more obscure.

Jiang Yan had already walked over at this time, and when he caught a glimpse of Schumann's face, he could probably guess what the result of the test was.

Taking the report from Schumann's hand, Jiang Yan also quickly flipped through it.

According to the report, only one of the two cups of coffee was poisoned, which was confirmed to be potassium cyanide, which is the poison in the body of the deceased Zhou Jun. People who have been hit with potassium cyanide will soon have symptoms of poisoning, weakness, shortness of breath, and eventually suffocation if they are not rescued in time.

And Zhou Jun's autopsy report does confirm this.

There is only one cup of poison, if it is not brought in by someone outside, then judging from the current evidence, the most suspicious is Lei Tong.

Of course, the suspicion of the waiter named Ma Yongliang cannot be completely cleared.

How so?

Jiang Yan closed the report and glanced at Schumann. It was found that Schumann's eyebrows had been twisted into a "Chuan" character. He knew that Schumann had always been inclined to poison both cups of coffee.

But now, it's only one cup!

"What do you think?"

Suddenly, Schumann raised his head and looked at Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan pursed his lips:

"I still stick to my previous point of view, I think that the murderer is neither Lei Tong nor the waiter named Ma Yongliang."

Schumann: "Yes, I don't think they're murderers.

But if not, why would the person who wanted to kill Zhou Jun be so sure that that cup of coffee would definitely be served in front of Zhou Jun? Moreover, we have not yet found evidence that it was poisoned by a third party......"

Schumann said, and suddenly a stirring spirit burst into his mind, and two breathtaking lights suddenly burst out in his eyes.

Similarly, Jiang Yan seemed to have thought of something at the moment, looked at Schumann for a moment, and nodded lightly for a while-

The murderer wants to kill, it is simply Lei Tong or Zhou Jun, as for who the cup of coffee will be sent to in the end, it depends on the god of death and who he chooses to favor!

As soon as this thought came to mind, Schumann only felt that the entire nerve in his forehead and the back of his head began to beat violently.

What kind of person are they facing?

What is he thinking in his heart?

……

The white moon hung high in the night dome, and the darkness had spread its arms and enveloped the whole land.

The streets were full of neon flashes and plenty of light, and Schumann was driving his car, with a pair of eyes, looking straight ahead. Look at those lights and shadows, falling under your own eyes.

However, often in well-lit places, the darker the shadows.

When he got home, Schumann changed his clothes and then went into the bathroom. Stand under the head of the shower, let the warm water pour on the top of your hair, and then down your cheeks, neck, and back...... It flows slowly down and eventually merges into the ground.

What is Jiang Yan hiding from her?

Schumann suddenly felt that perhaps, this was inseparable from Jiang Yan's farewell three years ago.

There are also strange and suspicious points that have popped up one after another in this case, as if they are being brought into one whirlpool after another, constantly spinning, falling deep, but they can never figure out a clue.

Qiao Yuwei, Xiao Xu, Zhou Jun, what kind of relationship is there between these three people?

Love triangle?

No! Not exactly!

What is the 500,000 yuan that Xiao Xu gave to Zhou Jun for, and where are Xiao Xu's people? The person who killed Zhou Jun, could it be Xiao Xu? If not, then who? Could it be that it is the same person who killed Qiao Yuwei?

The heat in the bathroom was steaming, swirling around her like a fog, making it more and more difficult to see the truth.

Jiang Yan!

What do you know?

The next day, early in the morning.

Because of the relationship between the recent case and Jiang Yan, Schumann always has too many things in his heart, and even if he falls asleep, he can't sleep well. However, this made her start to be no longer late.

When I drove to the city bureau, Jiang Yan hadn't arrived yet, and there were only Li Dabao yawning in the office, and Cheng Ziyang, who also looked a little tired.

Seeing Schumann, Li Dabao's eyes immediately widened:

"Holy! Where did the sun come out? ”

Schumann raised his eyebrows:

"There's something to say, there's a fart!"

Li Dabao opened his mouth and smiled when he heard this:

"No, I'm not surprised that you're here so early, boss!"

Schumann ignored Li Dabao and walked straight to the desk:

"Did you find anything after you went to Shangdao Coffee yesterday to monitor it?"

Speaking of this, Li Dabao's head drooped down like a frosted eggplant:

"No, I looked at it several times, but I didn't see any suspicious people at all. Except for Ni Kang and Li Xuejiao, who worked at the bar, and Ma Yongliang, who was in charge of delivering coffee, no fourth person had touched those two cups of coffee. ”

When Schumann heard this, he lowered his eyes, thought to himself, and after a moment, raised his head again:

"Is there monitoring all the time from the time the coffee is brewed to the time it is served to the private room?"

After Schumann's reminder, Li Dabao suddenly remembered:

"Ah...... That's not all, when you go upstairs in the middle, you have to go through a corner, where is the blind spot of monitoring, and you can't see it. However, I did the math, and that distance was only a few seconds......"

Li Dabao said this, but he involuntarily paused.

Schumann knew what was in his mind:

"Go on!"

Li Dabao suddenly felt a little annoyed:

"Fuck, it seems to be a little bit long when Ma Yongliang disappeared around the corner in the middle!"

When Schumann heard this, her fair face had become serious and cold, she stood up, and said to Li Dabao without pausing for almost a moment:

"Interrogate Ma Yongliang immediately!"

As suspects, Ma Yongliang and Lei Tong, as well as Ni Kang and Li Xuejiao, who worked at the bar, were temporarily detained in the city bureau, so Ma Yongliang was soon taken to the interrogation room.

The conditions of the city bureau are limited, coupled with this homicide case, Ma Yongliang didn't sleep much last night, and he was arraigned early in the morning, and his mental state was not very good:

"Comrade policeman, everything I can confess yesterday has been explained, I really didn't kill anyone!"

Schumann sat on the side, just looking at Ma Yongliang quietly, but Li Dabao didn't smile on his face:

"Confessed?

Are you sure? ”

When Ma Yongliang saw Li Dabao asking, he suddenly became a little nervous, but Schumann looked at it and didn't look like he was nervous.

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