Zhao's mother still keeps that list.

Shen Jiamu held it in his hand, and Xu Qingsheng also leaned over to take a look.

"That's a lot of fresh orange juice." Qingsheng said that the deadly poison was added to the fresh orange juice as far as she knew.

"Wenhui loves to drink fresh juice, so I want to send more to her, her maid always fails, so Wenhui often goes shopping by herself, the drink is too heavy, she is a girl who has a hard time carrying, in order to save her trouble, I simply send more."

"Xiaomei sent a total of 30 bottles of fresh orange juice, but there were 32 bottles at the scene." Shen Jiamu said.

Mother Zhao was obviously stunned.

"Didn't Wenhui go to Changyan on the same day? There is no need for her to carry such a burden with her on such a long journey. Dad Zhao explained.

"Wenhui's child is actually quite frugal, there are few girls of her age who are reluctant to buy new clothes like her, and fresh orange juice can only be stored for half a month at most even if it is put in the refrigerator, it stands to reason that she plans to go to Changyan, even if she doesn't want to stay for so long, she will bring a few bottles, anyway, it is not so troublesome to drive."

"Don't interfere with Jiamu and their case, who knows what Wenhui thought at the time, or if she went to Changyan in a hurry, she didn't care about these trivial things at all." Father Zhao's tone was a little fierce.

But Xu Qingsheng looked at Shen Jiamu and still didn't seem suspicious.

After about ten minutes, Zhao Jiangmei came back.

"Brother Jiamu, you won't be suspicious of me, will you?" She had red eyes and was very aggrieved: "I told Sister Xiao Xu about my dissatisfaction with Wenhui, just thinking that I can't tell a lie when it comes to a homicide, but I complain about Wenhui again, and I look down on her for pestering Chen Bojiao all the time, so much so that the neighbors say that she has no tutor...... She grew up in my home, isn't she scolding my parents when she says she doesn't have a tutor? I'm angry, but how could I kill someone because of these things? ”

"What nonsense are you talking about, kid!" Father Zhao hurriedly rounded the field: "Jiamu is a routine inquiry, and he must ask all the doubts in the case." ”

Zhao Jiangmei didn't wait for Shen Jiamu to ask again, she said directly: "That box is full of clothes, brand new, all of them are clothes given to me by sponsors, some styles I don't like, and they still occupy space in vain, so I want to simply give them to Wenhui to wear." ”

This is too suspicious.

Xu Qingsheng hesitated, thinking of Shen Jiamu's encouragement to make her "rest assured and bold", and asked with a cross of his heart: "Is it a new dress?" Did you cut the label? ”

"I didn't cut it, if I cut the label, Wenhui would definitely think that I sent the clothes I was wearing, and she would definitely complain that I treated her like a beggar."

"But we didn't find any new clothes in Wenhui's home, and there were no new clothes in Changyan's old house."

"Then I don't know, but I did give her a big box of clothes that day."

"He Qiu's statement that day was that he first put the boxes you sent in the warehouse, and then Wenhui had to let him sort them out, could it be that these clothes were also sorted out by He Qiu? Where did he put his clothes at that time? Wardrobe in the bedroom? ”

"How could Wenhui let Qiuzi see her wardrobe, the clothes were sorted out by me, Sasha's was not taken out of the box when she was going to be sent to elementary school, it was placed in the children's room on the first floor, the big box Qiuzi moved to the side of the wardrobe on the second floor, I helped Wenhui hang it one by one, she was still very happy at the time, finally willing to give me a smile, I said again that she asked her to go to my house for Chinese New Year's Eve, she said that Qiuzi was there, she would not go, I can't just because she didn't let Qiuzi go to my house, I didn't mention it again."

"Someone must be trying to blame Xiaomei." Zhao's father said: "I deliberately took away the clothes that Xiaomei gave to Wenhui, Xiaomei's statement does not match the scene, Jiamu, you can't lock Xiaomei as a murderer because of this......"

"Uncle Zhao, I will investigate clearly, you don't have to worry too much." Shen Jiamu also comforted Zhao's father, and he looked at Qingsheng: "Let's have lunch first." ”

Xiaoyan's private chef did not hire another chef, so Shen Jiamu did not order before asking, and only ordered now. And because of his patronage, Xiaoyan's private chef has many diners coming to the door one after another, the people who eat melons in this world are wide, and the curiosity is as strong as Xu Qingsheng's world, although they are no longer rushing up to inquire about the case, but their ears are pricked, and Qingsheng even saw a person put chopsticks into the teacup......

"Tell me what you think." Shen Jiamu didn't seem to pay attention to those pricked up ears.

Xu Qingsheng hesitated again.

Continue to be "rest assured and bold" to tell the truth: "It is very strange that the murderer deliberately took away the clothes that Xiaomei gave to Wenhui, the murderer must understand his way of committing the crime, and he does not need such a big box to carry the murder weapon, he can't blame the trouble by taking the clothes, this seems to be an unnecessary act, so, according to my judgment, Xiaomei lied, she didn't send clothes to Wenhui, what was in that box is probably the key to solving the case." ”

Xu Qingsheng revealed in public that Xu Wenhui drank poisonous orange juice and died, there was orange juice at the scene of the murder, not only the batch sent by Zhao Jiangmei, but also the unfinished orange juice in the deceased's home, and the autopsy results could not determine which bottle of orange juice the deceased drank and was poisoned, but if Zhao Jiangmei was poisoned, why did she use a large storage box to place the poisonous orange juice alone?

If the box contains another accomplice......

That box can't "hold" an adult yet.

But one thing is certain, if Zhao Jiangmei is not the murderer, there is no need for her to lie about the big box.

"Xiaomei does have suspicions, but today when I asked Jiang Jiayu whether her son Xie Wenjie was in charge of the main project in the company, whether he was responsible for the research and development of the domestic helper, Jiang Jiayu was very nervous, and in addition, Chen Bojiao asked him if he knew someone who looked the same as Wenhui, although he denied it, but his expression was also extremely nervous.

Regarding Wu Xiaonan, he even insisted that the account of the maid could never be fraudulently used, which was also a lie, and Chen Xuemei, her performance was too calm, she insisted that the relationship between herself and Wenhui was nothing to talk about, but in fact, in the eyes of the vast majority of town residents, her relationship with Wenhui was far less intimate than Xiaomei, before the case, she had frequent contact with Wenhui, and she even stayed at Wenhui's house, but after January 28, she did not take the initiative to contact Wenhui, these are suspicious points. ”

Shen Jiamu frowned: "This case is very tricky, but the suspect has been locked in a certain range, and it seems that I have to apply to start the compulsory procedure." ”

Xu Qingsheng glanced at Shen Jiamu, she saw from Shen Jiamu's eyes the hint of "don't ask more about what the compulsory procedure is", just at this time the maid began to serve the food, Xu Qingsheng tasted it - today Zhao's father's craftsmanship was not only unaffected, but also seemed to play at the best level?

On this day, Xu Qingsheng never had the opportunity to understand what the compulsory procedure was.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, she "got off work" from a world on time and started the work of the original "world", on this day she finally finished her speech, and rushed out of the manuscript to see that the time was still early - less than nine o'clock, she was ready to chat with an old classmate, this old classmate happened to be a criminal policeman, Xu Qingsheng felt that he might be able to learn from the experience, just sent a smile to the past, the doorbell rang.

Could it be that this little woman is Jona again?

Looking out from the cat's eyes, no one saw it, Xu Qingsheng knew who it was.

Sure enough, as soon as I opened the door, I saw Mo Buming's smiling face: "Are you not surprised, are you surprised?" ”

This kind of boring game that suddenly flashes is only something that you can never get tired of playing.

Xu Qingsheng ignored Mo Bu's unfolded embrace, and Mo Bu put away his embrace without embarrassment.

"Is there anything to eat? I'm dying of hunger. Mo Bei fell directly on the sofa and opened the snack box on the coffee table, which was empty: "Tut, when I leave, your house is like being ransacked by rats, and there is not even a single nut." ”

"You haven't eaten yet?"

"I just got off the high-speed train, and I left my luggage and came to eat."

"There's only instant noodles."

"Order takeout, I'll call it." Mo Bu took out his mobile phone: "Don't drink porridge, order some skewers, what kind of drink do you want?" ”

"Anything but fresh orange juice."

"I know you don't like to drink fresh orange juice."

"When did I stop drinking orange juice?" Xu Qingsheng just blurted out, because she suspected that as soon as she drank orange juice, she would make up for Xu Wenhui's death picture.

"When I was in junior high school, I stuffed you with a bottle of fresh orange juice and you drank it with a painful face, is it a sign of love for drinking?"

Xu Qingsheng: ......

It was her menstrual period, and her stomach ached, and this guy forced her to give her a bottle of cold drink, supervising her to drink it, and she forgot whether it was orange juice or something else, but she still remembered the painful thing about drinking.

"Does Nana know you're back today?" Qingsheng asked casually.

"I told her, she has a class reunion today, and she doesn't have time to greet my new boyfriend, why didn't you go to her class reunion?"

"It's not a college reunion." Xu Qingsheng did not receive any notice of the class reunion.

At this time, the old classmate dialed the voice, Mo Bu saw it at a glance, picked up Xu Qingsheng's mobile phone and clicked to answer.

"Qingsheng is a big beauty, what's the matter, I finally took the initiative to take care of me, but I didn't follow, I replied to you with more than ten smiles, you still haven't moved, it's not okay to be teased first, pay attention to your character."

"Who do you want to flirt? Zhang Xiaoqiang, you, a married people's policeman, say it again, who are you going to flirt? Don't sneer.

"Yo, Mo Xiaobei, you just went back to Shenjiang to pester our beautiful painter? You're so funny, if you hadn't admitted that you had a new girlfriend, I seriously doubt that you would finally be going to attack our great painter, and I can smell the vinegar in your mouth across the Internet. ”

"Pull it down, I am a great painter who protects us, and I will never allow the scumbag to have any chance, and at the same time, I will also exercise the right of supervision on behalf of the broad masses of the people, Zhang Xiaoqiang, you have to be worthy of the police/badge on your hat."

"Okay, I don't have a poor crowd like you, with you, I can rest assured that the great painter will not be in danger, the masses, you can help me ask, do the great painters still have time to talk to me?"

Xu Qingsheng took the mobile phone from Mo Be's hand: "Zhang Lang, let's talk about it another day, it's not a hurry." ”

"Mo Xiaobe, listen, the big painter wants to have a private chat with me, hahaha, I'm laughing to death, people are out with you."

"No, no, no." Mo Be's glaring at Xu Qingsheng: "What do you have to chat with Zhang Xiaoqiang privately?" What do you two have to say that I can't hear? Say, now say to my face, if you don't talk openly today, I won't go back!! ”

There was a "bang" on the other end of the phone.

After a while, Zhang Lang's voice came out: "Mo Xiaobe, I was so amused by you that I smashed my phone on the table, fortunately, the phone was dropped, I said, do you want me to talk to Qingsheng or don't want to talk, why do I think you want to stay at home more?" ”