The door of the conference room opened, and a man wearing dark blue overalls walked in.

He was about 1.65 meters tall, slightly fat, bald, about fifty years old, and wearing glasses. He looked a little excited, walked over quickly, and asked urgently: "Is there any news about Wei Qingwan?"

Zhu Feipeng: "Liang Chenghong?"

The man sat across from the three people: "Yes."

Zhu Feipeng shook his head: "There is no news about Wei Qingwan at the moment. We are just making routine inquiries. Do you remember anything unusual before Wei Qingwan disappeared?"

Liang Chenghong put his hands on the table and sighed: "It's been more than a year, why is there no news at all? For such an old man, it's hard to see anyone alive..."

He was unwilling to say the words "Death without a body", so he turned his head, a trace of sadness flashed across his expression.

Zhu Feipeng and He Mingyu looked at each other.

Wei Qingwan has been missing for so long. His biological daughter Yu Chuxiao renovated the house, got married, and started a new life of her own. When she heard that her mother might have had an affair with her ex-boyfriend, she angrily shouted for her to die. The psychological impact made everyone feel

It was very unpleasant. Fortunately, Liang Chenghong still had some conscience in front of him and was always thinking about Wei Qingwan.

Zhu Feipeng asked: "What was unusual at the door during the time before Wei Qingwan disappeared?"

Liang Chenghong's eyes dimmed and he lowered his head.

[During that time, she became more fond of dressing up, and her clothes became much sexier. The clothes she wore before were all loose and comfortable, but during that time, they were all tight-fitting, and... her skin was so bright and glowing, she was so beautiful.

Now. As long as I look at her, my heart will beat fast.】

Seeing that he was silent, Zhu Feipeng asked again.

Liang Chenghong described it with words: "During that time, she became more beautiful and more feminine."

When a woman suddenly becomes more beautiful, it's mostly because she's in love. A woman in love has increased secretion of estrogen and dopamine, smooth skin, and better complexion, and she will naturally become more beautiful.

Zhu Feipeng asked: "Why do you think this is?"

Liang Chenghong smiled bitterly: "I chased her for almost six years, and she was lukewarm and polite to me. But during that time, she suddenly seemed ten years younger, and Yu Chuxiao's boyfriend happened to come often.

Eating in her room, next to me

Which of her colleagues doesn’t gossip? They all say that she looks down on the old, likes the young, and glows with youth when she sees a pretty face. Others say that Wei Qingwan looks dignified, but is actually coquettish. After being widowed for so long, she probably can’t stand it anymore.

Lonely."

He Mingyu looked at Liang Chenghong: "Then you still remember her?"

Liang Chenghong said: "Everyone has a love for beauty. Wei Qingwan likes young people. I don't blame her. I like her sincerely and I hope she lives well. I'm just worried that she will be deceived by that pretty boy.

I once reminded her sideways. But she was very unhappy and just asked me to take care of myself."

[If a person commits a crime, who can hold her back? She doesn’t want a good job, a good family, or a man with such good conditions as me, but she insists on being with a man that no one has ever seen before.

What's the result of hooking up? I can only say, you have to blame yourself.】

Hearing Liang Chenghong's thoughts, Zhao Xiangwan lowered his eyes and said nothing.

He Mingyu was also very calm. Having the experience of investigating Pan Guoqing last time, He Mingyu was not fooled by Liang Chenghong's appearance.

If nothing else, it’s really unreasonable.

Ordinary men will feel ashamed and angry when rejected by a woman. How could he be so generous and say something like "Wei Qingwan likes young people, I don't blame her"?

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster - this is what Zhao Xiangwan often said. He Mingyu glanced at Zhao Xiangwan.

Zhu Feipeng asked directly: "The time of Wei Qingwan's disappearance was from 5:30 pm on September 23 to 8 am on September 25, 1990. What were you doing during this period?"

Liang Chenghong responded quickly: "I'm in the factory. The 23rd is Sunday and my daughter has been married long ago. I usually live alone and don't usually have a meal at home. I go to the cafeteria around six o'clock to make a meal and then sit at home.

I ate and watched TV and went to bed around ten o'clock. I got up at seven o'clock as usual the next day and went to work at eight o'clock."

[It’s been more than a year, why are the police still coming to investigate Wei Qingwan’s case? What did I do that day? I lay in bed at ten o’clock and couldn’t fall asleep, so I went out and wandered to Building 12 South where Wei Qingwan lived.

103. Unexpectedly, it was half past eleven and everyone else was asleep, but Wei Qingwan was wearing a T-shirt

She was wearing a short skirt and pushing the bicycle out of the storage room. I stopped her at that time and saw her exposed legs. They were bare, slippery, and white. I couldn't suppress the evil fire in my heart.

I couldn't help but looked at no one around, said a few nasty words, and was slapped by her. Alas... shameless!]

When Zhao Xiangwan heard this, he narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his voice: "You go to bed at ten o'clock? I heard that you are prone to insomnia as you get older. I'm afraid, Mr. Liang, you can't sleep, right?"

Liang Chenghong just turned fifty this year, but because he is bald, he looks a few years older than people of the same age. Perhaps because he was frustrated by Wei Qingwan, he hates others saying that he is old.

He lost his temper: "You little policeman is so rude! Whether I can sleep or not, what does it have to do with you?"

Zhao Xiangwan was neither angry nor anxious: "If you can't sleep, maybe you will go out for a walk, and maybe you can meet Wei Qingwan?"

Liang Chenghong's heart skipped a beat: "You, what do you mean?" His eyes widened, his nose expanded, and his eyebrows raised - this was an expression of fear.

Zhu Feipeng was also trained by Zhao Xiangwan, and he immediately realized that something was wrong with Liang Chenghong. The goalkeeper immediately turned stern and shouted: "Tell the truth!"

Liang Chenghong's eyes wandered.

[Can you tell the truth? You must not. All my life, I have been praised by people in the factory for being loyal and honest. How could I tell the police that I stopped Wei Qingwan from teasing me and threatened her with me about her date with her young boyfriend?

Did you play it for a while? Tsk, tsk, tsk, my old Liang Xiao has been thinking about her for so many years and finally succeeded. It feels so good.]

Hearing Liang Chenghong's shameless words, Zhao Xiangwan bit his lip and felt some physical discomfort.

He Mingyu was attentive. She and Zhao Xiangwan fought side by side at the Time Gate for a year and solved several large and small cases. When she saw Zhao Xiangwan frowning, her impression of Liang Chenghong immediately worsened.

"Liang Chenghong, you concealed the facts from the police and proved that Wei Qingwan's disappearance was related to you. Let's go! You and we will go back to the city bureau for further investigation."

Liang Chenghong panicked when he heard this, and hurriedly waved his hands and said: "No, no, I didn't hide it. I went to bed after ten o'clock and didn't see anything." If the police knew that he forced and raped Wei Qingwan, wouldn't he go to jail?

?Anyway, there has been no news about Wei Qingwan for so many years, so he might have died long ago. Once she died, who knew he had done such shameless things?

Liang Chenghong refused to admit it, and no one could prove that he was lying. He Mingyu used the micro-expression behavioral theory mentioned by Zhao Xiangwan to observe his abnormalities. She could feel that Liang Chenghong was lying, but how to get him to tell the truth? But she had no clue.

No.

Zhu Feipeng and He Mingyu looked at Zhao Xiangwan at the same time.

Zhao Xiangwan's voice was very calm: "Liang Chenghong, you said you went to bed after ten o'clock. At what time did you fall asleep? Soon, half an hour later, an hour later, you still haven't fallen asleep?"

When asked a question, Zhao Xiangwan paused for half a second.

"Very good, you haven't fallen asleep yet. What should I do if I can't sleep? Keep lying down? Go downstairs and wander around?"

Liang Chenghong's eyes began to become nervous and he unconsciously looked to the upper right, which meant that he was trying hard to weave lies.

"It seems that you went downstairs. Who did you meet? Wei Qingwan, right?"

Liang Chenghong stood up suddenly, his face turned livid: "Where did you get the police? You're making this up! I'm not your prisoner. I'm just cooperating with the security department to explain the situation. I won't tolerate you pouring dirty water on my head."

.”

Zhu Feipeng immediately stood up, walked around the conference table and stood on Liang Chenghong, stretched out his hand and put it on his shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Don't be anxious, sit down and answer her questions patiently."

Liang Chenghong usually neglected to exercise. Although he was full of flesh, he actually had little strength. When Zhu Feipeng pressed him, he sat back. He was a little panicked and shouted loudly: "Dai Chu, Dai Chu——"

The soundproofing effect of the conference room of the Security Department is very good, and no sound can be heard when the door is closed. Liang Chenghong shouted for a long time and no one came, and his heart dropped, and he wiped the sweat from his head: "You, what do you want to ask?

"

Zhao Xiangwan's eyes were like lightning, staring at him closely: "When did you see Wei Qingwan? Half past ten, eleven o'clock, half past eleven, twelve o'clock..."

"Oh, it seems we met around 11:30. Wei Qingwan was wearing a black dress and black sandals that day, right? She lives on the first floor, and she came out pushing her bicycle. There was no one around her. It was very quiet, right?

?”

Liang Chenghong didn't speak, but the sweat on his forehead was telling everyone the fact that Zhao Xiangwan's guess was accurate.

"You stopped Wei Qingwan and talked to her, right? In fact, the last person Wei Qingwan saw was you! You didn't tell the police at the police station such important information. You must be hiding something. What is it? What if?

If you don't say anything, then we will apply for an arrest warrant when we go back, and then..."

Liang Chenghong had a guilty conscience and was forced by Zhao Xiangwan, thinking that the police had already mastered the evidence. He was so frightened that he said everything he should and should not say.

"I met Wei Qingwan, probably around 11:30 in the evening. I live in South Building 13, and she lives in South Building 12. There is only a cement road between them. It was getting late, and everyone in the family area was asleep. The room

All the lights inside the door were turned off, only the street lights were still on, and it was extremely quiet.

The light from the street lamp was not very bright. I walked to the east end of South Building 12 and suddenly saw the lights in Wei Qingwan's house turned on. Through the stained glass, her shadow was vaguely reflected on the window. It was so beautiful, even if it was

The shadows passing by are so beautiful that one can’t breathe.”

Zhu Feipeng interrupted him impatiently: "Go on and speak clearly, don't write poetry here." It's really annoying for a man who is already dozens of years old to say these words in a cheesy manner.

Liang Chenghong was immersed in memories, his face flushed, and he felt abnormally excited.

"Then, I heard the door ring, and Wei Qingwan pushed the bicycle out. Her movements were very gentle, and she closed the iron door slowly, as if she were a thief. She had to go down three steps to get out of the unit on the first floor, and she was also careful.

I was holding the bicycle on the ground, for fear of making any noise. When I saw her like this, I felt a little uncomfortable. Wei Qingwan usually does things generously, but now she is walking out so late, and she is still walking lightly. She must be

Go out and steal people!"

When Liang Chenghong mentioned the word "stealing someone", he gritted his teeth as if Wei Qingwan was his wife.

He Mingyu rolled his eyes and tapped the notebook several times with his recording hand.

Zhao Xiangwan stretched out his hand, patted her arm gently, and used his eyes to signal her to be quiet, listen carefully, and take notes.

"She walked out of the unit door and came to the path. She was about to ride a bicycle. I took a few steps and stopped her. Through the street light, I saw her face was full of spring. The wind was a bit cold at the end of September, but she was only wearing a dress.

, the skirt is so short that it doesn’t even cover the knees, it’s so shameless.”
To be continued...