When Wan Yifu saw Meng Jinxing's words, he first handed a photo.

Meng Jinxing took the photo suspiciously, looked down, and instantly cold.

The woman in the photo was in an elegant white V -neck low -cut long skirt, sitting in front of a marble table, the man next to him was holding a gun, the muzzle of the black hole was on the back of the woman, the woman calmly

Face is exactly the unforgettable Wu Yaqin! And the date on the photo was three days ago!

"Impossible!" Meng Jinxing's lips moved, "I saw her lying silently in the freezer, watching her being cremated by her eyes ..."

Wan Yifu walked to him and whispered: "After just less than two hours after the couple of Meng Qingtai were detained, they refused to answer any questions. The sudden change made the comrades in the case very surprised.

Then I know where the problem is. "

Meng Jinxing shook her head violently, "Impossible, she can't be alive!"

"Xiao Meng, the problem now is that no one can prove that the dead must be Yan Yaqin."

Meng Jinxing looked at Wan Yifu and asked, "Why? I can't prove it if we can't prove it, who can prove it?"

"You still look at this thing!"

Wan Yifu handed over a investigation report issued by the French police, stating that a Huaxia woman with a height of height three years ago was cosmetic in Frankfurt.

Attach the comparison photos of pre -operation and postoperative surgery provided by the hospital.

"What does this indicate?" Meng Jinxing asked Wan Yifu with a report, "Isn't it fully explained? Is the woman who was taken three days ago?" Is this cosmetic woman? "

Wan Yifu shook his head, "Do you really think you can prove this?"

Meng Jinxing escaped the gaze of Wan Yifu. He couldn't accept such facts. Although he hoped that Ya Yaqin was alive countless times, he dreamed of her life over and over again.

Yaqin and the woman who was pointed at the head in the photo was equal.

"As long as the French police can't find the woman in the photo a day, we cannot prove whether she is Yiya Qin in one day, nor can it prove who died in Paris! No matter if you want to admit it, you can't deny a fact.

Under the huge grief at that time, you and Lao did not think about making DNA comparisons. You only confirmed the identity of the deceased with your face capacity and similar body posture! "

Meng Jinxing raised the photo unable to look at the people in the photo. The calm portrait of Xun Yaqin was described on that indifferent face, stabbing his heart.

"The reason why the Meng Qingtai couple is willing to return to China, on the one hand, because their investment failure is difficult to survive abroad, and on the other hand, they do have guilty to Ya Yaqin.

The prisoner of the year saves the real free and normal life in the future. But, "Wan Yifu examines Meng Jinxing's expression," this photo breaks everything! They dare not use everything they know to obtain the performance performance, fearing that the photos will make the photos because of this

The woman in the middle was killed. In addition to admitting that Yan Yaqin was Liu Feiyang and they suffered, they chose to silence. "

Wan Yifu threw cigarettes. Meng Jinxing did not catch it. The cigarette fell to the ground with the photos. He squatted down to pick it up. He suddenly noticed that the woman's neck in the photo, a slender scar made his heart.

In Shen Zhi, there was another ecstasy emerging from the bottom of her heart. It was really her, she was not dead!

He picked up the photo and stood up suddenly, shouting to Wan Yifu: "It's her, I'm sure it's her!"

Meng Jinxing's expressions of sadness and joy caught Wan Yifu's eyes, and he asked calmly: "Why are you so sure?"

"Look at the scar on her neck!" Meng Jinxing pointed at the photo, "That year she was kidnapped by Jin Si Bian's bald men in Hawan and there was a cut on her neck. It was possible that she would have had surgery.

It fell off, but she insisted on keeping it as a souvenir, so this scar remained."

"Does that woman in Paris have this scar?" Wan Yifu looked at Meng Jinxing.

Meng Jinxing suddenly stayed on the spot.

When he heard the bad news suddenly, he didn't pay attention to such details at all.

Even though he just saw the photo, he didn't think about it in this regard. He couldn't answer Wan Yifu's question.

He took deep breaths again and again, trying to get his mind out of the emotions caused by the huge shock, and tried to care about whether Wu Xiaobo knew about this?

"I didn't tell him because I was worried that he wouldn't be able to bear it, so I asked you to take a look first to see if there are any flaws." Wan Yifu said.

"I can't help you." Meng Jinxing said, "I hope she lives, but I'm afraid she will suffer while alive!"

After leaving the Public Security Department, Meng Jinxing asked Pan Ping to drive the car to the embankment on the south bank of the Dujiang River, and he got out of the car and climbed onto the embankment alone.

The surging river water lapped at the bank, as turbulent as Meng Jinxing's mood at the moment.

As he said, he hopes that Wu Yaqin is alive, even if the hope is slim, it makes him feel a little warmer than assuming that she has disappeared from this world.

But he was so afraid that the person in the photo was Wu Yaqin. He didn't know where she was, and he had no way to rescue her. This was a torture more uncomfortable than death.

Who passed the photo to the uncle and his wife?

This question finally popped into his mind, causing him to suddenly wake up.

He couldn't wait to take out his mobile phone and called Wan Yifu against the wind, "Commander Wan, can you find out who sent the photo in?"

Wan Yifu hesitated for a moment, then replied after a few seconds: "It hasn't been found yet, but it must be someone from within our police force. Others are not allowed to approach the prison building."

Someone is scared!

Meng Jinxing thought with certainty.

The father revealed on the phone that the uncle and the others just wanted to vindicate Wu Yaqin's old case, but obviously, neither those hiding in the dark nor Wan Yifu thought so. On the one hand, they were eager to shut up the uncle and his wife, on the other hand

They were eager to get the uncle and his wife to speak, so this photo and the people in the photo undoubtedly became the biggest breakthrough point.

He took out the photo that Wan Yifu had copied for him from his pocket, thinking about who could solve this mystery.

Pan Ping walked onto the embankment and handed his phone to Meng Jinxing, "This is from Mr. Wu's granddaughter. Your phone has just been busy."

Meng Jinxing's heart moved. It's better to come early than to come by chance. Wu Yaohan might be able to discover something!

He put the phone to his ear, "Yao Han?"

"Okay, brother!" Wu Yaohan's clear voice was mixed with a hint of excitement, "I heard from grandpa that Meng Yunfei's parents returned to China and surrendered, right?"

Meng Jinxing responded softly, thinking about how to mention the photo to the little girl. For relatives, the joy of finding something is an uncontrollable excitement, but losing something is a pain that can never be cured.
Chapter completed!