Liu Jian, male, 37 years old.

Seven years ago, he served as the secretary of Tan Sipei.

After Tan Sipei committed suicide three years ago, he was imprisoned for half a year, and then released without any problems.

But because of Tan Sipei, he lost his job and is currently working as an administrator in the Chenming Street Archives.

He is married and has two daughters and one son.

Leaving the hospital, Li Weidong had information about Tan Sipei's secretary in his mind.

Before Xu Youcheng talked about Tan Sipei's nephew helping to get the medicine and telling him what the other party looked like, Li Weidong thought of Liu Jian.

It's just that whether the other party is talking about Sipei's so-called nephew or not, as long as he sees the other party, he will know.

Half an hour later, Li Weidong came to the Chenming Street Archives.

Located in the corner of the courtyard, it looks unremarkable, with a sign for the archives hanging above a heavy iron gate.

Li Weidong stepped forward and knocked on the door, and it took more than ten seconds before a hoarse voice came from inside, and then a somewhat different footsteps approached.

Swish.

The door was opened.

A middle-aged man with a pale complexion, a thin face, and high bulging cheekbones was revealed.

What's more, the other party has a pair of black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, the glass of the left glasses has several cracks, and the temples are also connected with wire.

Behind the glasses were a pair of godless eyes.

His hair was black and white, and he looked to be in his fifties.

In addition to this, the center of gravity of his body obviously fell on one of the legs, and the other leg, standing on tiptoe, appeared abnormal.

If he just looked at the other party's appearance, it was hard for Li Weidong to believe that the other party was the Liu Jian he was looking for.

After all, three years ago, as Tan Sipei's secretary, he didn't say that he had a bright future, but at the level of Tan Sipei, as long as he followed the other party for a few years, he might not be able to fight for a future.

But now, all Li Weidong sees is defeat.

"Liu Jian?"

"Who are you?"

Liu Jian looked at Li Weidong suspiciously.

From the few people standing guard not far away, he knew that the young man in front of him was not an ordinary person.

"Level 4 Investigator, Li Weidong, came to you to investigate the suicide case of Tan Sipei three years ago."

Li Weidong directly showed his work card, and he didn't even hide the purpose of coming here, obviously wanting to test the other party's attitude.

If you suddenly mention it without mental preparation, you can undoubtedly 'see' more things.

Hearing Li Weidong's words, Liu Jian, who was originally puzzled, suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Li Weidong in disbelief, and even showed a trace of fear on his face.

And his performance undoubtedly explains a lot of problems.

"You won't invite me in to talk?"

Li Weidong kept Liu Jian's fear in his heart, and glanced at the other party's lame leg without a trace.

"Please, please come in."

Liu Jian took a deep breath, suppressed many expressions on his face, and then got out of the way of the door and limped to lead Li Weidong inside.

Behind the iron door there are two rooms, surrounded by shelves crammed with various document bags as well as books.

In the cramped space, there is a table, which at the moment lights a candle.

However, after inviting Li Weidong in, Liu Jian turned on the electric light, and then stepped forward to blow out the candle.

The light bulbs were not bright, and they emitted a dim glow, but they were much brighter than they had been with candles.

"Liu Jian, as Tan Sipei's secretary, do you think he committed suicide?"

After Li Weidong came in, he looked around, and then looked at Liu Jian and asked.

"Yes."

Liu Jian replied without the slightest hesitation, and insisted on it, as if he thought so in his heart.

But in fact, Li Weidong's perception told him that the other party's words were insincere.

It's just that Li Weidong didn't expose him, but continued to ask: "Before coming here, I went to Dr. Xu Youcheng, and I learned from him that before Tan Sipei committed suicide, you had been using his nephew to buy painkillers, right?" ”

"I don't know what you're talking about, and I don't know anything Xu Youcheng."

Liu Jian was silent for a few seconds, then shook his head.

But his answer made Li Weidong confirm in his heart that Liu Jian in front of him was Xu Youcheng's nephew who talked about Sipei.

Although the other party tried his best to maintain the expression on his face, his answer could not hide from Li Weidong at all.

"Was your leg broken during the six months you were in captivity, or was it broken after you were released?"

Li Weidong did not correct Liu Jian's lies, but changed the topic again, and the change was so fast that it was a little difficult to keep up.

Liu Jian forcibly suppressed the doubt in his heart and replied: "My leg was accidentally broken when I was walking after work." ”

"Broken walking?"

Li Weidong shook his head, and Liu Jian's answer actually told him the answer.

Since it's off work, it must have been interrupted after it was released.

As for falling and breaking?

Obviously, someone wanted to use this to remind Liu Jian and tell him to shut up.

Otherwise, it won't be a leg that will be broken.

As for why there was no murder, it is estimated that he did not want to arouse suspicion.

After all, when Liu Jian was released, it was already half a year later, and at that time, the dust had already settled on Tan Sipei's suicide.

Who cares about a dead man's secretary?

"During the six months you've been in detention, has anyone ever asked you about the painkillers that Spire was taking?"

Li Weidong continued to ask.

"Nope."

Liu Jian denied it again, but he didn't dare to look at Li Weidong's eyes, because he felt that the other party's eyes seemed to be able to see his heart, and he didn't have any privacy.

Even the words he answered before did not hide from the other party.

And that's exactly what happened.

Including his current answer, he is still lying.

"Talking about Sipei's suicide, does it have anything to do with you?"

At this time, Li Weidong threw out a more important question.

And Liu Jian's expression was also in a trance, and after a few seconds, he shook his head vigorously: "No!" ”

This time, his voice was firm.

Li Weidong could also sense that this time, he was not lying.

In other words, Tan Sipei's suicide was not committed by Liu Jian, but Li Weidong did not let the other party go.

Liu Jian, as Tan Sipei's secretary, can act as a nephew to help the other party get painkillers, which also shows that he has the trust of Tan Sipei, if Tan Sipei has any other secret things, then Liu Jian will probably know.

What Li Weidong has to do now is to peel back the cocoon and find out the real answer from those hidden clues.

And he felt that he was very close to the truth, and even had some conjectures in his heart, but he still needed to verify them.

"Liu Jian, do you want to know the truth about Tan Sipei's suicide? Do you just want to watch him die and be slandered? Leave a traitor charged? As his secretary, he trusts you, so do you just watch it?

Or have you long been frightened and afraid to find out the real murderer? Don't dare to justify Tan Spike? ”

Li Weidong said slowly, every sentence he said seemed to tear Liu Jian's wound again.

And Liu Jian's face became more and more ugly, breathing heavily, and his hands were clenched tightly, as if he was trying his best to endure something.

"Actually, you don't have to doubt my identity, I can also tell you clearly, Tan Sipei didn't commit suicide at all, he was killed by someone, and I am now ordered to re-examine the old case from three years ago, just to return Tan Sipei's innocence."

Li Weidong could feel Liu Jian's inner struggle, so he simply added fuel to the fire.

"Why should I trust you?"

Liu Jian stared at Li Weidong.

And when he said this, it undoubtedly proves that he knows some secrets, even the truth.

"Before I came here, I went to see Guo Zhaolin, and he told me that Tan Sipei had shrapnel in his body and needed to take painkillers all year round, and he also told me that Tan Sipei's daughter was raised, not biological, and that Tan Sipei's left hand handwriting was better than that of his right hand.

Guo Zhaolin told me that he believes in Tan Sipei's character, not the kind of duplicity.

Is this answer enough? ”

Li Weidong's words made Liu Jian's eyes show a trace of essence, and the eyes that originally looked a little cloudy were also a little sharper, as if the whole person was alive, and he no longer saw the hollowness and dead silence before.

"You know what? I've been waiting for this day for three years. ”

Liu Jian's voice was hysterical, but also relieved and joyful.

"From the beginning, I knew that Uncle Tan was not a suicide, but I had no evidence, and the situation at that time was very chaotic, I didn't dare to talk nonsense at all, and I could even feel that once I told what I knew, I was afraid that I would not see the sun the next day.

During the six months I was imprisoned, someone tried me several times, and I could only pretend that I didn't know anything, and I wasn't afraid of death, but if I died, Uncle Tan would only be wronged for the rest of my life, so I had to live.

It's just that I don't have the ability to clear Uncle Tan's injustices at all, and I don't know who to believe, so I can only hide this secret in my heart. ”

"Don't worry, I can promise you that I will definitely find out the people behind the scenes, and talk about Sipei's innocence."

Li Weidong said solemnly.

At the same time, he was also slightly relieved in his heart, and his eyebrows were slightly tired.

Compared with Guo Zhaolin, this Liu Jian is obviously more defensive of strangers, Li Weidong's constant verbal attacks, coupled with the rendering of emotions, finally broke through the opponent's psychological defense.

"Uncle Tan's body has gradually collapsed because of taking that painkiller for many years, and just a little more than a month before he was killed, he suddenly became silent, and sometimes he would be in a trance and lose his mind.

When I found out about his condition, I thought he was not feeling well, so I persuaded him to go to the hospital, but he refused, saying that he was running out of time.

At that time, I had a bad premonition.

Then in an accident, I found that Uncle Tan seemed to have met someone quietly. ”

Speaking of this, Liu Jian seemed to be stuck in memory.

And although Li Weidong wanted to know who Tan Sipei saw, he didn't bother the other party, but let Liu Jian recall.

After half a minute, Liu Jian came back to his senses and continued: "Half a month passed after that incident, and it was cloudy and rainy, and I found that Uncle Tan's medicine was finished, so I went to help him get some more.

But after I got it back, Uncle Tan didn't take it, and even told me that he had a way to quit those medicines and never had to take them again.

Knowing this news, I was both happy for Uncle Tan, but also full of suspicion.

After all, I asked Dr. Xu, and he told me that it was impossible for Uncle Tan to quit when he was taking the medicine, and even if he could take out the shrapnel from his body, it would be too late.

But Uncle Tan swore that he would definitely be able to quit, and that it was cloudy and rainy, and Uncle Tan did not take the medicine I brought back.

At first, I suspected that Uncle Tan didn't want me to worry and had secretly taken it, but I searched all over my home and his office, but I didn't see a similar medicine.

Although Uncle Tan said that he was getting better, I found that he spent more and more time wandering, and sometimes he could fall asleep while sitting.

I instinctively sensed that something was wrong, so I quietly followed Uncle Tan.

Until one point, I saw Uncle Tan go to a church. ”

"Church?"

Li Weidong's eyes narrowed suddenly.

"The name of the church, the address."

Li Weidong immediately asked.

"Feng'an Street, Luthiel Church, a very small Catholic church, the priest in it is called Kenny Burke, I quietly inquired, the other party knows some medical skills, and occasionally helps people in the neighborhood to heal, and has a good reputation.

Because of the identity of the other party, at first I thought that the other party could really cure Uncle Tan.

It's just that Uncle Tan's strange appearance made me a little uneasy, so I secretly consulted some doctors, but the conclusions I got were all impossible.

So I suspect there's something wrong inside.

It's just that before I could investigate clearly, I heard the news of Uncle Tan's suicide, and then I was arrested.

But I have always buried this matter in the bottom of my heart and never told anyone. ”

Liu Jian said what he knew as if venting.

"It's all my fault, if I had stopped Uncle Tan earlier, or found someone to arrest the other party earlier, maybe Uncle Tan wouldn't have died."

"It's none of your business."

Li Weidong shook his head, when Liu Jian said all this, the line in Li Weidong's heart, end to end, the truth about Tan Sipei's suicide finally surfaced, and it was basically consistent with what he expected.

To some extent, Tan Sipei is indeed a suicide, but it is not a suicide either.

It may sound contradictory, but it's true.

As for verifying, it's easy, just find the Kenny Burke priest, and you're good to go.

"Can you really help Uncle Tan clear his grievances and restore his innocence?"

At this time, Liu Jian suddenly raised his head and stared at Li Weidong.

"In the past three years, although I have spent most of my time here, I will occasionally go out on the street, and then pretend to pass by the side of Feng'an Street, I can be sure that Kenny Burke has not left yet, as long as you catch the other party, you can know the truth about Uncle Tan's death."

"Don't worry, the other party will definitely not be able to run away, besides, has Tan Sipei left anything behind? Or did he say something strange to you before committing suicide? ”

Li Weidong asked again.

He always felt that it was impossible for someone like Tan Sipei to leave no clues.

After all, he has been by Guo Zhaolin's side for many years, and with an identity like the other party, he often leaves a few more hands for himself, just in case.

"What is left? Strange words? ”

Liu Jian was stunned for a moment when he heard Li Weidong's question, and then pondered again.

(End of chapter)