Talk About The Case

Lin Xin and the three returned to the police station.

When she reached the gate of the police station, Lin Xin suddenly asked, "Did you see the man just now?"

Yang Cong and Mei Hua looked at each other, their faces were surprised, and asked: "Sister Lin, which man are you talking about?"

Lin Xin said, "Just the young man who walked to Xie Rong's door just now."

Yang Cong and Mei Hua shook their heads, and said in unison: "Sister Lin, I didn't see it."

Lin Xin frowned, turned and walked into the police station without answering. The back of the man in her mind became more familiar as she thought about it, but she could not remember who it was, and where she had seen it.

She lowered her head to think about the man's back, but didn't notice that someone was in front of her. When she almost ran into it, she hurriedly put away her steps and raised her eyes to see that it was Leng Yu.

At this moment, her mind was not on this old enemy at all. After taking a look at Leng Yu, she walked away and passed her.

Leng Yu looked surprised, watching her turn around a corner, then turned her head back, just to see Yang Cong and Mei Hua coming in from outside.

She stepped forward and asked indifferently, "Did you meet anything on the road?"

Meihua said, "No, I just found some clues."

Leng Yu's lips moved, but when he reached his mouth, he shrank back, his face still cold.

Yang Cong looked at her face as cold as frost, and couldn't wait to disappear in front of her immediately, so he nodded to her and said: "Officer Leng, if there is nothing wrong, we will leave first."

Then he pulled the corner of La Meihua's clothes and walked with her in the direction of the archives.

Without waiting for them to go far, Leng Yu suddenly said, "Wait."

Yang Cong and Mei Hua stopped, turned to face her, and asked, "Is there anything wrong with Officer Leng?"

Leng Yu paused for a few seconds before saying indifferently, "The case is not easy. Take care of your Officer Lin. Don't ask her to have anything to do with me and my team."

After speaking, turn around and leave.

Yang Cong opened her mouth wide and murmured: "She... She... Why is she so ruthless? Sister Lin couldn't sleep well for this case, but she said this?"

Meihua sighed: "It's not a day or two that the group is fighting, and you don't know it."

At this time, Lin Xin did not return to the archives room. She took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Yang Cong: Wait for me in the archives room first. I want to walk around here.

She has a habit of walking around whenever she encounters something she can't figure out. Whether in the police station or blowing outside, as long as you walk around, you can make your head sober.

Lin Xin came to the interrogation room and stood blankly looking at the empty room.

At this moment, there was another person beside her. Lin Xin saw the reflection of the person in the glass mirror in the interrogation room.

I saw Leng Yu folded his arms and stood beside him without saying a word.

The back of the young man from Xie Rong's family was still hovering in Lin Xin's head. She was a little confused. Perhaps the high-intellectual enemy next to her could understand what she was thinking?

For some reason, she developed a sense of dependence on Leng Yu, something that no one else could give.

She asked, "Have you ever met someone who feels very familiar, whether it's back or face, but you just can't remember who he is or where you saw him?"

Leng Yu looked at Lin Xin's pretty face in the glass mirror and was silent, but he went over Lin Xin's question seriously in his head.

Seeing her not answering, Lin Xin suddenly chuckled and said, "I'm so stupid that I asked you."

As he said, he turned around to leave.

Leng Yu suddenly said: "What fierce or extreme actions or words did the person you meet have in your mind?"

Lin Xin turned around and looked into her eyes, with an inexplicable expression, not knowing what she was referring to.

Leng Yu put down his arms and smiled very shallowly at her, saying: "You only have a fate for one side, but you can remember that unless the person has an extraordinary appearance, otherwise he has been extreme and extreme. Fierce actions and conversations, otherwise you won’t remember Officer Lin until now."

After Lin Xin heard these words, something seemed to be playing in her mind. She turned her head and looked at the interrogation room for a few seconds, then looked at Leng Yu, and suddenly everything became clear.

Lin Xin was over-excited by these words, forgetting that the person in front of her was the one she hated. She stepped forward to hug Leng Yu, and said excitedly: "Thank you."

After that, he turned and ran in the direction of the archives room.

And Leng Yu, who was still standing there, looked at her back, thinking of the moment she took the initiative to hug herself just now, and the corner of her mouth aroused loneliness.

Lin Xin rushed to the archives room, Yang Cong and Mei Hua were surprised when they saw her expression of joy.

Lin Xin had no time to explain to the two of them. She went to the file where the latest prisoner's information was stored and found a document. It was the document she had read a few days ago. She opened the document and found the familiar face. Came into view again.

The man in the photo also has a mole on the corner of his mouth, which is exactly the same as the mole on the corner of the mouth of the child from Xie Rong's family, and looks somewhat similar. It's just that during the whole process of growing up from a young boy to a man, his face will change somewhat, but some features can't escape.

Moreover, the looks of the man and Xie Rong are somewhat similar.

This time, Lin Xin confirmed that Xie Rong's son was the painter who had met in the interrogation room many days ago, that is, Zhang Jun who stole Li Han's 300 yuan.

Yang Cong and Mei Hua walked to Lin Xin and asked, "Sister Lin, what's the matter?"

Lin Xin looked at Yang Cong, pointed at the man in the photo, and said, "Cong Tou, do you remember him?"

Yang Cong glanced at the photo and said, "Isn't this the thief we saw many days ago?"

Lin Xin nodded and said, "It's him. The young man I saw just now is him."

Yang Cong looked dumbfounded.

Mei Hua looked at the photo and shouted, "Huh? Isn't this the boy in the photo of Xie Rong's family?"

Lin Xin nodded and said, "Yes, it is him."

Yang Cong grabbed his hair and said, "I didn't pay attention to any group photos. But what Zhang Jun said that day..."

Lin Xin didn't wait for him to finish, but said: "Yes, what he said that day is the key. And, do you remember what Xie Rong said today? She said her son's memory is blurred. Could it be that he saw something wrong? What to see?"

Meihua said: "Yes, yes! They lived in the dormitory of the school's workers at that time."

Lin Xin said to the two of them: "It's not too late, let's go back to Xie Rong's house."

So the three of them drove to Xie Rong's house again.

Not long after, they came to Xie Rong's door, and Lin Xin knocked on the door.

It was not Xie Rong who opened the door this time, but a young man, Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun looked at the three strange men and women outside and asked, "Which one are you looking for?"

Lin Xin took out her police ID, showed him her identity, and said, "Mr. Zhang, we have something to ask you."

Zhang Jun immediately thought about stealing at school that day, his face changed slightly, he walked out of the house, closed the door with him, stood in front of the three of them, and asked, "What are you looking for?"

Yang Cong walked to him and said, "You stole three hundred yuan that day..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Jun said: "I returned the money to that lady long ago, and also squatted in the detention center for a day. What do you want?"

Lin Xin said, "Mr. Zhang, we didn't come to your door for the theft, but if you don't let us in, this theft may come to your mother's ears."

Zhang Jun let out a sigh of relief and asked, "What the **** are you looking for me?"

Lin Xin said: "Let us enter the house first. There are too many people outside, and you don't want your own scandals to be spread out, right?"

Zhang Jun helplessly let them into the house.

Xie Rong heard the door opening, walked out of the kitchen and asked, "Jun'er, who is here?"

Lin Xin met Xie Rong, greeted him, and said, "Auntie, it's us."

Xie Rong saw them go and come back again, and asked, "What's wrong? Did you find anything?"

Lin Xin said, "Auntie, there is indeed a discovery. It is about your son. We want to ask him a few words."

Xie Rong heard that the case was actually related to her son, so she asked urgently: "My son? What did he do to my son?"

Mei Hua hurriedly let Xie Rong onto the sofa and said, "Auntie, don't worry, your son didn't do anything, but he may be the key figure in Lu Hongyun's case."

Yang Cong took out the phone from her pocket, searched for Lu Hongyun's photo, handed it to Zhang Jun, and asked, "Mr. Zhang, do you know her?"

Zhang Jun looked at the photo of Lu Hongyun on the phone, his eyes squinted, and there seemed to be something swirling in his head vaguely, but he couldn't think of anything.

Lin Xin carefully observed Zhang Jun's reaction, and said: "This woman is dead, and her body is buried in the playground of the Catholic High School."

When Zhang Jun heard of the Catholic High School, some shadows were once again shocked in his memory. The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't remember, his head still faintly hurt.

Lin Xin knew that he shouldn't be forced too much at this time, so she winked at the other two, and the two understood, so they didn't say anything.

Five people sat in the living room.

Mei Hua took out the small notebook and sat aside with the pen. She flipped through the records of the past few days and tapped the small notebook lightly with the pen, making a little noise.

For a long time, Lin Xin was the first to ask: "Mr. Zhang, do you remember what happened before the age of five?"

Zhang Jun shook his head and said, "I just remember that I once lived in a relative's house. Later, my mother and I moved here many years ago. I can't remember the past."

Lin Xin nodded and asked, "Do you know that you once lived in a Catholic high school?"

Zhang Jun frowned, then shook his head and said, "I don't remember."

"Then have you met Lu Hongyun? That is the picture of the woman he showed you just now?" Lin Xin pointed to Yang Cong and asked.

"In my impression, I have actually seen her, but I don't know where it is." Zhang Jundao.

At this time, Xie Rong looked at her son, expecting him to say something in her eyes. Since this son left the Catholic High School, he can't remember anything before the age of five, and he doesn't even know that he grew up there.

Zhang Jun recalled Lu Hongyun's face again in his head, but there was a sound of "boom" in his ear. He turned his head and saw that Mei Hua was tapping the edge of the notebook with a pen.

A trace of fear flashed in his heart for some reason, even with his eyes as if he saw something terrifying, he showed a panic, and then shouted to Mei Hua: "Don't knock again! Please, don't knock again! NS!"

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I wrote about hair loss. .