Zhang Sijia, Yin Ming, Ran Jianping...

Will the successive deaths of these three people be directly related to Zhu Ni?

Ran Jianping was dead, and she had no way to ask him if Zhang Sijia had disclosed any information to her.

Thinking of this, Shen Ke was a little speechless. Three questions were asked but they were not asked.

It's as if there are three roads in front of you. Each of them looks like a broad road, but no matter which one you choose, it's always a cliff.

Seeing that Shen Ke stopped asking questions, Zhang Qingshan hurriedly opened his backpack, took out a brown leather notebook, and placed it in front of Shen Ke, "Officer Shen, this is my sister's interview record."

He said, digging again and again, and took out a small black notebook, "This is her phone number book."

Zhang Qingshan's eyes were red, "When my sister passed away, I was still young and didn't remember much."

"But I often heard my parents say that my sister was a famous academic from all over the country at that time. She had a special sense of justice and was a very good person. A good person died suddenly. "

"I begged Officer Qi. I'm sorry. I really want to know why my sister died."

"Now it has been proven that Zhu Nong is fake, right? Then can it also be proved that my sister really found the clue, so she forced Zhu Nangou to jump over the wall and created a fake Zhu Nang to escape?"

"These are her relics. Take them back and see. Really, my sister did not commit suicide."

Hearing this, Shen Ke looked at Zhang Qingshan carefully.

"You look nothing like your sister. She is indeed a good person. Journalists at that time needed to have some ideals to do well. She likes blue very much, not the dark blue, but the very... Light blue, like the gray sky."

"She also doesn't like to eat fish, which has a lot of bones. Her favorite thing to eat is beef, the kind sprinkled with black pepper."

What Zhang Qingshan and Liu Yuanming said was almost the same as what Qi Huan confessed to her that day.

"Your guess is very smart and may be true. However, without definite evidence, the police will not investigate a case that has been closed."

Shen Ke said and looked at Zhang Qingshan, "You are very capable. You were able to take so many photos and provide them to the police. You were also able to persuade Qi Huan to join the special case unit for you."

"You should start investigating privately and tell me what you found."

Zhang Qingshan pursed her lips, decisively took out a document bag from her schoolbag, and handed it to Shen Ke.

He looked a little depressed, "It's been too long, and many clues have been lost. Even the place where my sister lived at that time has changed a lot, and there have been three different owners."

At that time, Zhang Sijia and Lu Yi's new house had been renovated and was still being savored. They planned to move in after the wedding.

Zhang Sijia is very busy at work. She often runs around and stays up late. She rents near her unit.

When Lu Yi was working overtime, she would live in the backyard of the antique shop, where there were many tools for repairing cultural relics. The work relied on water milling, and sometimes she couldn't stop once she started, and worked continuously for several days.

Zhang Qingshan said, feeling a little ashamed, "I found many people, including the family members of Yin Ming and Ran Jianping. Unfortunately, they are not locals of Nanjiang. Yin Ming's wife was also killed by Zhu Xun, and Ran Jianping I wasn’t even married at that time.”

"Their parents don't understand what's going on at their jobs either."

The document bag was very thick. Shen Ke opened it and saw that it contained some printed interview records, as well as photos and identity information of the interviewees.

"I asked people in the newspaper office who were close to my sister at the time. One of them was Jin Jin, who was my sister's best friend. She said that my sister had sent a letter before the accident."

Shen Ke paused as he took out the documents, "Where was the letter sent?"

Zhang Qingshan shook her head, "She doesn't know. She said that at noon that day, my sister held a big envelope that could hold A4 paper. It was the kind of big envelope used to send magazines to people. The envelope was bulging. I don’t know what’s inside.”

"While she was walking, she accidentally knocked the envelope off and helped my sister pick it up. There was nothing written on the envelope, and my sister looked very nervous at the time. Jin Jin asked her if she wanted to go to dinner together."

"My sister said she was going out to mail a letter."

Qi Huan on the side heard this and couldn't help but said, "Newspaper offices usually have their own mailing department, and sometimes there is a page for soliciting articles. If someone else writes an article and it is published in the newspaper, you have to send someone a sample."

"So Zhang Sijia did not go to the newspaper office's special place for mailing letters, but went out to mail the letters without writing an address on the envelope. It was a bit strange."

Shen Ke motioned to Zhang Qingshan to continue.

Zhang Qingshan's hands were clenched into fists, as if he wanted to take out his brains and spread them out on the table for Shen Ke to evaluate.

"But Jin Jin didn't know where the letter was sent. I also went to find Gu Sang, Ran Jianping's colleague in the same group, but she was very vigilant and not very cooperative."

Shen Ke glanced at Qi Huan, who immediately said, "Gu Sang is now the leader of the economic crime investigation team, the head of Yi Zhi Hua."

Shen Ke nodded. She had seen her in the city bureau cafeteria. At that time, she had a plate full of braised pork, and her mouth was full of oil.

"There were some other people, but none of them came up with any useful information."

Shen Ke looked Zhang Qingshan up and down and sneered, "If you hadn't lied like before, you would have said something very interesting."

"But I've seen reporter Zhang's level of lying many times. It's best not to let me find out that you made up the facts in order to reopen the old case."

Shen Ke said and stood up.

Zhang Qingshan hurriedly stood up and said, "Shen Ke, I'm sorry. Please convey this to Mr. Lu and tell him that there is no need to send money to our family in the future. I am working now and can make money to support my parents in their retirement years. "

"My sister has been dead for so many years, he doesn't have to be like this."

Shen Ke walked toward the door, holding Zhang Qingshan's back and waving his hands without saying anything.

If Lu Yi could listen to Zhang Qingshan, she would chop off her head.

When the two left the coffee shop, Liu Yuanming had not finished his cup of coffee.

Shen Ke fastened her seat belt and put the things Zhang Qingshan gave her into her backpack.

Seeing that she was not unhappy, Qi Huan relaxed a little, "It seems that I didn't get any useful clues, so my trip was in vain."

Shen Ke shook his head and pursed his lips toward the window, "Didn't I meet Liu Yuanming, a celebrity from Nanjiang? If Zhang Qingshan had a clear clue, would he still need you? I had already written a fifty-meter-long paper asking for it. We are re-investigating Zhang Sijia’s death.”

Qi Huan smiled sheepishly, "What should I do? It seems I can't feel confident in front of you."

Shen Ke snorted, "No need to feel inferior, everyone is not angry, but angry."
Chapter completed!