"Dial 3507, Dial 3507......"

Shen Ke couldn't help but murmur, where was the numbered key left by her mother?

The old mansion at No. 18 Xinghe Road has been demolished and turned into the current city bureau, and there are no numbered locks in the relics of my parents.

Although her memory of the murder of her relatives is relatively Mohu, the number 3507 is too special, and she will not forget it if she has seen it.

"Then did Liu Rena take these things sent by Zhang Sijia back then?" Qi Huan asked cautiously.

Although according to Shen Ke's investigation and inference, they believe that Liu Renna is a Han Qi and not Zhu Ji.

The eucalyptus with the mark of the vermilion in front of her was not committed by her, but what about the galaxy eucalyptus?

After he finished asking, without waiting for Shen Ke to answer, he muttered again, "Definitely not." If it is taken, then the list is not important. What if it is found that Zhang Sijia sent the evidence to your mother? ”

"The evidence was taken, and even if the police got the list, there was no way to find the package of evidence."

"And Liu Rena has already taken the blame for him, if he is smarter, he knows that he should pretend to be dead now, and not move at all. In this way, the police can believe that Liu Renna is Zhu Ji, but he does not. Instead, he designed to kill Zhang Qingshan. ”

What does the current situation mean? It shows that the thing has not been found until now.

It was a terrifying thunder that could blow up the red deer into the sky, and the sword hanging above his head.

It was evidence they had to find, but where was the lock for the key?

Twenty years later, even No. 18 Xinghe Road was demolished and turned into the Nanjiang City Bureau, does that lock really still exist today?

Shen Ke thought that Qi Huan had already driven back.

He sighed softly, and he was not as relaxed as before, and after a while, he talked to Shen Ke about Zhang Qingshan.

"I'd rather that Zhang Qingshan didn't turn to Zhang Sijia's work notes, didn't come to Nanjiang Metropolis Daily, and didn't track down such a eucalyptus. Then he must have lived this life a little hard, but a little happy. ”

"He will work as a reporter elsewhere, often working overtime, scolding the boss when he goes to masturbate with friends, and calling his parents every once in a while. Just plain ...... It's no better to lie on the cold concrete floor. ”

"White-haired people send black-haired people, twice."

Qi Huan said, his eyes red, "So, Shen Ke, we will definitely catch Zhu Ji, right?" ”

"When Zhang Qingshan told me about his sister Zhang Sijia, I patted my chest and promised him that after I joined the special group, I would definitely find Zhu Ji and catch the murderer of his sister."

"I said, that's what I'm supposed to do as a police officer, and what I have to do."

Shen Ke let out a soft "ah", her lips trembled slightly, and she looked out the window, "I'll catch it." ”

Her fingers tugged at her palm, pulling out the crescent red marks on her fingers.

It's not too late, the street lights on both sides of the road are on, and many people are out shopping, and occasionally you can hear the sound of square dancing shaking the sky. It doesn't matter if there's an explosion, if there's a serial killer, or if someone has just died.

In this huge city, there are still people who live seriously without interference.

……

The two quickly returned to the city bureau, and Qi Huan simply said Zhang Qingshan's eucalyptus.

On the whiteboard over there, Zhao Xiaomeng also pasted more information.

"Senior sister, let me talk about our current investigation results, because after focusing on these three people, we found some interesting things."

"Let's talk about Lei Lie with the red deer card in the pocket of the first eucalyptus. Lei Lie is a professor of psychology at BGI and a native of Nanjiang. After retiring, he came to live in his hometown, and his wife was a housewife named Ruan Zhu. ”

Zhao Xiaomeng said, pasting a printed photo on the whiteboard.

"I found such a photo from Lei Lie's granddaughter's social platform, which is a family photo taken by her mother when she got married. Lei Lie and Tang Zuming, who was fishing with him at night, were all there. ”

"Wait!" Shen Ke said, pointing to a woman in a burgundy gold velvet cheongsam standing next to Lei Lie, "This is Ruan Zhu?" I remember that in the dossier, Lei Li's family relationship said that she died very young. ”

At the time of Lei Lie's death, Ruan Zhu had been dead of cancer for several years. Therefore, in the dossier, she was only mentioned once as Lei Lie's wife.

The image in possession is only a black and white photograph from the identity card.

At that time, it was still a generation of ID cards, and basically the photos in the ID cards were taken so that my mother couldn't recognize them, and the pixels were not very clear until now.

And this photo is different, not to mention that it is color, Ruan Zhu's face is also very clear.

"Shen Ke, do you know her?" Li Yuan on the side asked curiously.

Shen Ke shook his head, "I don't know her, but I've seen him in photos elsewhere before." It was when we investigated the first eucalyptus that we went to Bai Yiyun's scholarship foundation, and I saw a photo of their foundation. ”

"In that picture, there is my mother, and this Ms. Ruan Zhu."

Shen Ke thought, took out her mobile phone, flipped through it, and pulled out the photos she was afraid of at the Xiangyang Hotel, because there was her mother Lu Hui in it at that time, so she took it very carefully.

When Zhao Xiaomeng heard this, he exclaimed, "Then I'll investigate Ruan Zhu carefully." ”

Shen Ke leaned closer to the photo and said to Zhao Xiaomeng, "I want to take a look at the original film of this one on the computer, and you continue to talk about other people." ”

"I'll send it to you", Zhao Xiaomeng said, operating on the computer, and the photo was sent to Shen Ke's mobile phone.

Shen Ke magnified the photo with both hands, and Ruan Zhu looked at the details carefully, and finally the picture was fixed on her finger, where she was wearing a ring. There is a wavy-shaped mark in the center of the ring.

Zhao Xiaomeng's voice continued to ring in his ears.

"Nguyen is a native of Kyoto, her family is wealthy, and when she was still alive, she was quite a well-known collector in the industry. The reason why I keep emphasizing this Ruan Zhu is because I found out that she has a little connection with the accountant named Liu Qiao in the second eucalyptus. ”

"Liu Qiao is the accountant of a foundation, and the foundation she works for is also a public welfare, but it is not Bai Yiyun's student foundation, but a medical-related niche foundation."

In those days, there was no crowdfunding software.

"Generally speaking, this kind of medical-related foundation is mainly for some rare diseases, or children, cancer, and so on. But this foundation, mainly for fertility. ”

"The foundation project is directly located in Nanjiang General Disease Hospital, and the person in charge of the project is Zhong Siwen, an old Chinese medicine doctor in that hospital who is known as Guanyin. The reason why Dr. Chung's number one is hard to find is also because of this foundation. ”

"There's a good chance of applying for free medical care here. After the restructuring of the traditional Chinese medicine hospital, a reproductive center has been built there to integrate traditional Chinese and Western medicine, and this foundation is still running silently. ”

"Liu Qiao used to work at the headquarters in Kyoto, and only after marrying her husband did she transfer to the Nanjiang Foundation."