Chapter 172 Chapter 172 Frustrated Wang Mingyu felt a chill on his back...

After Wang Mingyu finished the call, Qiu Jiang carefully checked the files sent by Team 3, but the more he checked, the more he felt something was wrong.

According to Team Three, the deceased Chen Zhong was killed on the 25th of last month and was sent to the police station for an autopsy.

Because the murderer Meng Xingwen voluntarily surrendered himself to the police, the case was quickly closed and Chen Zhong's body should have been taken away by his family.

But Chen Zhong was from another place, and since his family could not be contacted, his body had been temporarily kept in the morgue of the bureau and had not been moved.

That is to say, its number in the morgue has always been a-4.

And that’s the point.

When she came back from Anyuan, she went to the morgue and tested it in various ways in order to find out why she no longer felt abdominal pain when she saw a corpse.

For convenience, she started the experiment directly from column A, and did not work until the second to last in column B before she finally found out that the medicinal wine with flying Gu added could restrain the abdominal pain caused by seeing the dark shadow at the crime scene.

These are not the key points now. The key point is that she clearly remembered that the murderer in the shadow she saw after pulling out the A-4 was clearly between 169 and 171 cm tall.

Now, both the files and Team Three have confirmed that Meng Xingwen, who surrendered himself, is about 182 cm tall. This is a height difference of more than ten centimeters. Even if she made an error in her observation at the time, or it has been so long that she doesn't remember it clearly, it shouldn't be so deviated from the data in her memory.

No, we have to go to the morgue to confirm it again.

She ran out in a hurry and headed straight to the underground second floor where the morgue was located.

Wang Mingyu was also afraid that something might go wrong, so he quickly followed.

After reaching the second floor below ground, the lights all tended to be cold, and the cold air seemed to be coming from all directions, penetrating into people's bodies, making it difficult to distinguish the boundary between yin and yang.

The more Wang Mingyu pursued her, the more hesitant he became, and the gap between them gradually widened.

In front of him, Qiu Jiang ran to the morgue in one go, found the key and opened the lock of cabinet A-4.

When Wang Mingyu arrived, he saw her standing in front of a morgue. The cabinet in front of her was still open. Although it was covered with a white cloth, it still made people's hair stand on end.

"Jiang... Jiang, what's wrong?"

Her brows were furrowed tightly.

"Brother Wang, I have a bad feeling."

Wang Mingyu didn't understand what her bad premonition meant, but what he knew was that goose bumps instantly appeared on his arms, his head felt numb, and he couldn't help but think about strange and supernatural things.

After returning to the archives room, Wang Mingyu was still dazed and didn't know how he had walked back bravely.

After staying there for a while, he shuddered all over, and it seemed as if he had really come back to life.

He raised his head hurriedly, and saw Qiu Jiang sitting on a chair reading a file, and writing something in a notebook from time to time, which reminded him of the feeling he had just had on the second floor below ground.

He was still frightened and quickly took a sip of tea to calm himself down. Seeing that she was watching seriously, he did not dare to disturb her even though he was almost dying of nervousness.

But now he wondered if this girl had some supernatural powers. She was calm even in the terrifying environment on the underground second floor. Moreover, it was clearly an ordinary file. She had not even participated in this case, but she felt that something was wrong with the case after hearing some of the content.

But he didn't understand why she thought so.

Could it be that her sixth sense is so strong that she can tell something is wrong just by listening to the data?

Or is she proficient in some mysterious secret technique like Liu Yao?

Wang Mingyu drank tea and imagined Qiu Jiang becoming more and more supernatural.

But after all, he was an outstanding young man who grew up in the new era and believed in science. So after she stopped writing, he immediately asked her what clues she had discovered.

Qiu Jiang tore off the two pages of paper where she had recorded her thoughts and quickly stood up.

"Brother Wang, I'm not sure yet so I can't tell you. I'll tell you once I figure it out."

After saying that, she left without looking back, leaving Wang Mingyu alone with a cold back, pacing anxiously in the archive room.

On the other hand, Qiu Jiang returned to the team and found the phone number of the procuratorate and called them.

"Ying Ji? I'm Qiu Jiang. I want to trouble you with something..."

She quickly stated her purpose, and Ying Ji agreed without much hesitation.

Qiu Jiang thanked him repeatedly and said, "I'll treat you to a meal when I have time."

After hanging up the phone, she sat down, placed the paper with the writing so sloppily that it was hard to tell what was written on it flat on the table, and looked at it over and over again.

Wrong, all wrong.

The murderer is not Meng Xingwen.

Then why did he turn himself in?

You know, poisoning and killing others in this way is likely to result in the death penalty, but why did he still do it?

No matter why, she had to find out.

But now she couldn't find any reason to reinvestigate the case, and this case was not under the responsibility of their Team 5.

If I want to re-investigate, I can only do it secretly myself.

Fortunately, Ying Ji was able to buy her some time so that the case would not be prosecuted right away.

Then she must hurry.

After she figured it out, she was about to leave.

The first thing to do is to talk to Meng Xingwen.

At this time, Deng Xingwang came in from outside. Seeing her about to leave, he asked, "Jiang Jiang, where are you going? Do you need me to take you there?"

"No, I'm going to the detention center."

"oh."

Since arriving at the Municipal Bureau, she has become a frequent visitor to the detention center. Most of her colleagues here already know her, so when they knew she wanted to see Meng Xingwen, they asked her to register and let her in.

Through the iron gate made of horizontal and vertical iron bars, she saw Meng Xingwen, who had an unshaven beard and looked haggard.

He was very tall, just as recorded in the file, he was the tall and thin type. Although he was not handsome, he was not bad looking either, and he looked very energetic.

Judging from his clean hands and clean clothes, he is a very clean person.

Now he couldn't hide his exhaustion and despair, nor could he conceal his self-abandonment. He was too lazy to even wash his face.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, he was disheartened because he knew that his ending would never be good, but in the eyes of Qiu Jiang, who had seen the black shadow, he was afraid and sad, as if he was worried about something.

She had a feeling that the thing he was worried about was the key to him taking the blame for others.

What she wanted to do now was to find out what exactly he was worried about that made him willing to take the blame for others.

She said this, and Meng Xingwen jumped up the next second. He clenched his hands tightly, looking extremely nervous and flustered, as if he wanted to tell her something. However, he suddenly stopped talking when he was about to say something, and just looked at her painfully without saying a word.

This made her even more certain that he was definitely not the murderer, and she also knew who the real murderer was.

So as long as we can pry open his mouth, we can completely correct this case.

However, she was still puzzled by the fact that he kept his mouth shut and said nothing.

What on earth is he worried about?

She asked again, but Meng Xingwen's attitude remained the same as before, and he even became more silent.

"If your testimony is based on this, you will most likely be sentenced to death. You are only 29 and still have a lot of good years ahead of you. Aren't you worried about how painful it will be for your parents and other people you love and who love you after you die?"

When Meng Xingwen heard this, tears welled up in his eyes, but the words he said remained the same as before.

"I killed him because I hated his outspokenness, so I poisoned him and hit him on the back of the head with a stone. He tried to resist, but I had drugged him and he had no strength left. I kept hitting him until he died."

"I was very scared at the time. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I was too extreme. My mind was confused, so I reported it to the police. I did all this and it really had nothing to do with others."

After hearing this again, Qiu Jiang suddenly lost all strength. She just looked at him quietly and said calmly:

"You're saying exactly the same thing now, not even a single word is different. Do you know how a suspect might say the same thing multiple times?"

Meng Xingwen didn't dare to look at her and lowered his head. Qiu Jiang clearly saw that his hands were clenched tighter and even his body was shaking.

She didn't stop there, but continued in a deep voice, "Usually, only when someone colludes and gives false testimony beforehand will their statements be so identical."

"I don't know what you're worried about, but I promise you that I will bring the person who threatened you to justice, make him pay the price, and give you justice."

"But if you give up on yourself, no one can save you. Everyone has only one life, and once it's gone, it's gone. Are you sure you want to give up your life so easily and abandon the parents who worked so hard to raise you?"

Her voice was not fierce but resounding, and every word she said was meant to make him cherish his life.

Even though they had never met before, and he didn't even know why she came here to reinvestigate the case when it was clearly closed, she now cared about his life and the truth of the case like a close friend, and was even waiting for him to tell her.

But he was destined to disappoint her.

Meng Xingwen pursed his lips and finally fell silent.

After a long stalemate, she was unable to get any useful clues from him and could only hear the "beep, beep" sound of the ringing phone.

Finally she left.

After she turned around and left, Meng Xingwen suddenly raised his head, walked quickly to the iron gate, held the iron railings tightly with both hands, and tears rolled down his eyes.

That's it, isn't this what I want to see most...

The car was silent, so quiet that Ji Mingcheng looked at her frequently, feeling very puzzled.

What's wrong with this girl? Why is she in such a bad mood?

He had a rare look of frustration on his face, with none of his usual cat-like pride.

It seems like there hasn't been any case in the team lately that could make her like this?

So this is…