Zhang Wuyang's sudden death was a little unprepared, except for Qin Xiaoming, who hurried from Hetu Township, only Zhou Jing could help, including vehicle arrangements, condolences from relatives and friends, and funeral cremation.

What we have to consider now is naturally the cause of Zhang Wuyang's death, for the accident in the mouth of Deputy Mayor Wei Heping, Zhou Jing naturally refused to believe it, but he also felt that the possibility of the other party killing people was not great, the reason was very simple, if you really want to do it, it is also Zhou Jing who is the most threatening outside, not Zhang Wuyang, who is in prison, has lost Ziyou, this order is not right.

Zhou Jing suspects that someone else has killed Zhang Wuyang, after all, Zhang Wuyang has worked in the criminal team for half his life, dealing with those outlaws almost every day, and has a lot of grievances.

In order to clear the suspicion, on Tuesday afternoon, Wei Heping deliberately went to the compound of the municipal party committee, dragged Zhou Jing to the city bureau, and in the office on the third floor, checked the interrogation records, as well as the recordings of the prisoners, and the evidence provided by some witnesses.

Zhou Jing sat at the desk, listening to the confession in the tape recorder over and over again, his eyes fell on the file, staring at the suspect's resume, lit a cigarette, frowned and smoked, the prisoner's name is Lu Zhenlin, not a native of Qingyang, not even from Jiangzhou Province, half a year ago, because of the knife robbery in Qingyang. He stabbed a middle-aged woman, was captured by Jing Fang, and after trial, sentenced to seven years in prison.

Judging from the file, this person has never been to Qingyang before, and he has not left a case record here, and it is not like he has a grudge against Zhang Wuyang, and since the two moved to a cell, the relationship has been very stiff, Zhang Wuyang was originally a strong person, plus he was the leader of the criminal team before he was imprisoned, and he was used to giving orders, even if he entered the prison, he did not change this habit, but became the prison commander, managing several prisoners in the same room.

However, the materials show that this guy named Lu Zhenlin has always been disobedient, the two have competed in the cell several times, each time, Zhang Wuyang beat the opponent to the point of no power to fight back, but after a few months, there is still no way to completely tame it, the night before the incident, the two had a fierce quarrel because of trivial matters, Zhang Wuyang used the strength of the wine, and slapped the other party.

It was this slap that caused trouble, the man took advantage of Zhang Wuyang's drunken and sleepy time, picked up half a brick hidden under the pillow, and smashed it at Zhang Wuyang's head, the prisoners next to him looked at it, they were a little dumbfounded, no one dared to step forward to stop it, until the screams alarmed the prison outside, and after hurriedly opening the cell, he found that Zhang Wuyang was already dying, and before he was sent to the hospital, the person was gone.

This process is no different from Wei Heping's narrative on Friday night, and the chain of evidence is relatively complete, at least there is not the slightest flaw in the materials, plus Wei Heping lowered his posture and faced this matter more sincerely, Zhou Jing is not very easy to pursue, he lit a cigarette, frowned and took a few puffs, and said softly: "Mayor Wei, can I take a look at that guy?" ”

Wei Heping smiled slightly, put the file away, looked at the door, and said softly: "Okay, I'll arrange it." ”

"Thank you!" Zhou Jing's expression was extremely calm, frowning and smoking a cigarette, and after Wei Heping called, he followed him downstairs, got into the car, and went to the prison.

When he arrived at the prison, Zhou Jing saw the prisoner, stared at each other's eyes, and asked some questions, Lu Zhenlin's expression was calm, his eyes were dull and staring at the tiles on the ground, and he said a few words over and over again, Zhang Wuyang was too arrogant, he was the king and hegemon in prison, he couldn't get used to it, and he couldn't stand Zhang Wuyang's torture, so he wanted to kill him, there was nothing else in it, and there was no one to instruct.

Zhou Jing asked for more than ten minutes, but he didn't find any clues, and he was a little discouraged, and the other party had been beaten to a blue nose and swollen face, which was very embarrassed, and it also made him lose interest in beating up, so he got up and left, returned to the city with Wei Heping, got off the car in the city center, took a taxi alone, went to Qin Xiaoqian's house, and when he came upstairs, he stood silently at the door for a long time before he raised his right hand and knocked on the door gently.

The door was quickly opened, and Qin Xiaoqian appeared in front of her, she was wearing a brown nightgown, a large area of snow-white and crystalline skin appeared on her chest, and the silky nightgown, which was cut properly, tightly wrapped around her body, outlining her seductive waist curve.

On that pretty cheek, there is no powder, but it is as tender as clotted fat, white as jade, and there is a sad and sad sè between her eyebrows, which makes her look a little haggard, but it is particularly lovable, and the rose-petal-like red lips bloom slightly, showing a poignant and mysterious beauty.

Qin Xiaoqian glanced at it, turned sideways, let him into the room, and then went to the kitchen, brought two cups of tea, put them on the coffee table, leaned on the edge of the sofa, turned her head to the side, bit her pink lips, and was silent, a pair of white greasy little hands, but they were rubbing. rubbed the skirt, and under the skirt, the pair of slender and slender legs elegantly pressed together and leaned to the side.

Zhou Jing took the tea, took a sip, put down the cup, looked up in the direction of the bedroom, and said in a low voice: "What about Jingjing?" ”

Qin Xiaoqian sighed and said quietly: "I'm not at home, when I got out of school, I was picked up by the child nǎinǎi!" ”

Zhou Jing sighed, took out a Chinese cigarette from his pocket, threw it on the coffee table, took out one, lit it, frowned and took a puff, and said with concern: "Sister Qin, your qi is still not very good, please take a few days off, don't put too much pressure on yourself." ”

Qin Xiaoqian glanced at him, shook her head slightly, and said indifferently: "No, I can get through!" ”

"Don't do it!" Zhou Jing dusted off his cigarette ashes, got up and stood up, came to the window with an ashtray, looked at the night in the distance, and said softly: "I went to the prison with Mayor Wei in the afternoon, and I met that guy, judging from the conversation and evidence, I didn't find any other clues, for the time being, it can only be like this." ”

Qin Xiaoqian nodded, leaned on the sofa coquettishly, curled up her legs, and said with a sad brow: "The people are gone, and if you check it again, there is no point in it, what I want to think about now is to hope that Jingjing will get rid of Yin Ying as soon as possible, and don't cry every day." ”

Zhou Jing was silent for a while, then turned his head and said, "Sister Qin, when he chatted with Team Zhang before, did he mention anything important?" ”

Qin Xiaoqian shook her head and said abruptly: "No, he is machismo, he rarely talks to me about things at work, and he is not allowed to ask about some things, and he will lose his temper if he asks too much." ”

Zhou Jing snorted, looked out for a while, and saw that everything was normal in the community, so he put out the cigarette, turned around and went to the study, closed the curtains, put the chair in the right position, opened the drawer of the desk, took out the screwdriver from it, stepped on the chair, removed the lampshade above his head, took out a small key, and then put the lampshade back on, returned to the living room, put the key on the coffee table, and said in a low voice: "Sister Qin, have you seen this key?" ”

Qin Xiaoqian was stunned for a moment, reached out to take the key, frowned, and said, "No, I've never seen it, this doesn't look like the key to the house." ”

Zhou Jing glanced at her, and said again: "Sister Qin, think about it carefully, this key may be very important." ”

Qin Xiaoqian sat up, turned her head to look at Zhou Jing, and said in surprise: "Xiaojing, do you suspect that Wuyang was deliberately murdered?" ”

"It's not." Zhou Jing frowned slightly, and thought about it: "Sister Qin, there are some things that are not convenient to tell you, but I always have to investigate clearly in order to feel at ease." ”

Qin Xiaoqian nodded, a trace of sadness flashed on her pretty face, she took the key, stood up, and paced slowly in the room, after a while, she suddenly remembered something, and said with some surprise: "I remember, Wu Yang seems to have said that he saved a private money outside, and he will take it back when Jingjing grows up, will this key have anything to do with taking money?" ”

Zhou Jing was stunned for a moment, and then said puzzledly: "Did he say where to put the money?" ”

Qin Xiaoqian sighed, shook her head and said, "It's all said that it's private money, so naturally I can't ask!" ”

Zhou Jing smiled and said in a low voice: "Forget it, look for it slowly, you keep the key, maybe you will use it one day." ”

Qin Xiaoqian hummed, took the key back to the sofa, turned on the TV, and flipped through a few stations, but she didn't have the heart to watch it, just holding her white greasy chin with both hands, in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.

After a long time, she stood up and said softly: "Xiaojing, you sit down first, I'm a little sleepy, I want to go back and rest." ”

"Okay, you can rest first!" Zhou Jingjing nodded, saw her enter the bedroom, took the remote control, changed the channel, watched the news for a while, got up and went to the bathroom, took off her clothes, took a hot shower, and then put water in the bathtub and lay down.

Half an hour later, Zhou Jing wrapped himself in a bath towel, went out of the bathroom, returned to the sofa and lay down, drinking tea and watching TV programs, but his heart was like grass, he was always a little flustered, and he was a little restless.

After grinding for a while, he picked up the remote control, turned off the TV, took out his mobile phone, dialed the number, and after the phone was connected, he lowered his voice and said, "Sister Qin, have you slept?" ”

"Not yet!" Qin Xiaoqian sighed, turned over, and said gently: "Xiaojing, these rickets, they are in a very bad mood, don't make trouble, let me be quiet for a while!" ”

Zhou Jing smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, I just want to chat with you and make you feel better." ”

Qin Xiaoqian's nose was sore, she almost cried, she hurriedly covered her pink lips with her hands, and whispered: "I don't want to get better, I just want to cry, cry happily!" ”

Zhou Jing was silent, and after a while, he said softly: "Then cry, cry out all the grievances, maybe it will be better." ”

Qin Xiaoqian hummed, covered her pink lips with her hand, tears poured down, and soon she cried bitterly, and after a long time, she said in a dumb voice: "Crying, it's really much more comfortable, Xiaojing, I'm sleepy, good night!" ”

"Sister Qin, good night!" Zhou Jing smiled, hung up the phone, put the phone on the coffee table, pulled the blanket and lay down, stared at the chandelier on the roof of the shed, frowned and smoked a cigarette, fell into contemplation, and after a long time, he extinguished the cigarette, threw it into the ashtray, turned over, and fell asleep soundly.