Chapter 34 Chapter 34 I found him and I am sure that he is the murderer...

The rental house where the aunt they were looking for and the deceased had the accident were two adjacent units. The two windows were very close to each other, and if the noise from the opposite side was a little louder, they would definitely hear it.

It was for this reason that the owner of the deceased's rental house chose to rent out the house. It has only been more than a year since then, but someone died in the house. Now it is difficult to rent out the house again, let alone sell it.

Because this house was the crime scene, he couldn't even go in to clean up the traces. But now he didn't dare to go in, and even squatting at the door made him feel scared.

"Tell me, how could this happen? He looks like an honest man."

"You can't tell a person's heart from their appearance. Who knows if he's truly honest or just pretending to be? But the police certainly can't wrongly accuse a good man. He's a beast in human form." A white-haired woman responded to him. She was quite old, but she stood very straight. She spoke with full energy and sighed, "That little girl was so pretty, and she's gone just like that."

Although Wang Li did not come on the day of the incident, he came to the scene the next day to handle business. He still had an impression of this old lady and nodded to Qiu Jiang.

Qiu Jiang understood and immediately stepped forward to explain his identity and purpose.

Aunt Guo, who had just been speaking, was very enthusiastic and recounted what happened that day upon hearing this.

"That day, I was coming back from the market after buying some groceries when I ran into Ah Yu coming home from get off work. Not long after, I went downstairs to take out the trash and saw Qin Min coming back too. He brought a tall man in a suit with him. He seemed in a good mood and said he would treat him well today. I thought he was a friend."

"About an hour or two later, after we finished our meal, we heard the police car arriving and learned that Ah Yu had been killed by that beast Qin Min."

"If I had known he was so cruel, I should have sent someone to check on them the moment I heard them arguing. But I never imagined he would do such a heartless thing. Fortunately, he came to his senses and turned himself in. Even Ah Yu is too pitiful."

At the time, the police had set up a cordon, and no one, including Aunt Guo, knew the details of the police investigation. They also didn't know that Qin Min had lied to the police. However, after the previous incident, Qiu Jiang knew what not to say, so she asked directly, "Did they have an argument that night?"

Aunt Guo hesitated. "They should have quarreled, yes, they did, but I was cooking at the time, and the kids were quarreling, and they probably weren't quarreling near us, so I couldn't really hear what they were arguing about. At the time, I thought that the couple quarreled at the head of the bed and made up at the foot of the bed. If I, an outsider, intervened, I would be blamed when they made up. Besides, I was really busy at home, so I didn't say anything. But I really didn't expect..."

"What a sin." She sighed, and even the neighbors shed a few tears for Chen Yu.

"That child is so pretty and polite, how could she..." Aunt Guo's heartache grew even worse at this point. "You know, her parents back home are son-centric, leaving her with no one to rely on. Not only does she have to earn her own money, but she also has to send money to her parents. She finally thought she had found someone to rely on, but it turned out to be a beast in human form."

Qiu Jiang had not been here before and did not know about this inside story.

If this is the case, then there seems to be a reason why Chen Yu and Qin Min can be together despite having such a big difference in appearance.

After all, a person who has lacked love since childhood can easily fall into the trap when he meets a member of the opposite sex who can protect him and take care of him, and desire to find the love that he has never received from the other person.

But if that were true, Chen Yu should be very attached to Qin Min. How could she leave him so cruelly as Qin Min said just because she despised him for not being able to pay a thousand yuan?

It doesn't make any sense at all.

Qiu Jiang asked with her eyes, and when Wang Li nodded to her, she knew that they had known about this matter for a long time. No wonder they did not believe what Qin Min said during the interrogation.

From this perspective, the man Qin Min took back was very suspicious.

"That man, wearing a suit, looked quite wealthy. Qin Min was very enthusiastic towards him, but he didn't seem to think much of Qin Min. I don't know why he walked with Qin Min and even came home with him."

"As for his characteristics, I remember he had slicked-back hair, a thin face, small eyes, a slightly flat nose, and lips thinner than the average person. He had a very arrogant expression and a very unpleasant look in his eyes. When he saw the situation in our neighborhood, he looked very disdainful. He was really rude."

Qiu Jiang asked a few more questions, and the old lady tried hard to recall some characteristics, but as Li Dong said in the morning, she didn't remember some characteristics very clearly. This is not surprising. After all, it is difficult for people who have not received professional training to describe a person's takeaway characteristics. Even if that person is an acquaintance they often see, it is difficult to describe the specific characteristics accurately.

At this time, the sketch artist needs to give some reminders so that the witness can answer multiple-choice questions based on the reminders rather than subjective questions.

However, even so, we cannot always get the desired results, just like this time.

Even though she had been well prepared, this result was undoubtedly a bit frustrating. Qiu Jiang's mood plummeted to the bottom, and suddenly she thought of something. She quickly took out the sketches and asked, "Auntie, do you see anyone in these paintings who looks like the person you saw that day?"

The old lady came over and carefully examined each painting, shaking her head repeatedly, "This one is not it, this one doesn't look like it either, this one..."

Qiu Jiang lost confidence little by little as she answered, until she stopped flipping through the images.

"What about this?"

"It seems... a bit like them," she answered ambiguously, looking back again and finally picking out three portraits. "These three seem a bit like them, but not quite. But let me be specific, I can't really say which part is similar and which part is not. I'm sorry, officer."

"No, we should be the ones thanking you for cooperating with us."

If she had said something harsh or had a grim expression, Guo Aixia would probably have stopped there. She had already said everything she needed to say. But seeing that the little girl was obviously disappointed, and yet she was still trying to cheer her up, she felt a little guilty.

But she didn't look at him carefully that day. The reason she could remember so much was because he was hit in the corner of his eye, and he was grimacing and cursing in pain. She had a deep impression of him. As for what he looked like, the impression in her mind was a bit vague and really couldn't help them.

When she said this, Qiu Jiang and Wang Li called her at the same time.

"You mean the man had a forehead injury?"

Guo Aixia was startled by the question and said confidently, "Yes, he must have been injured in his left eye. There was even some blood on his hand. He was stumbling when he walked. Maybe he was affected by the quarrel between the young couple. He ran away with his hands covering his face not long after he went there."

No, even if two people quarreled, there was no reason for them to quarrel in front of outsiders and even hit each other.

If, as this lady said, Qin Min was very flattering to that man and deliberately concealed his presence in the interrogation room, it would prove that he was very protective of that man and would absolutely not hurt him. Then the only person who might have done so was Chen Yu.

How could Chen Yu, a person who is usually very kind and gentle in the eyes of neighbors, hit someone for no reason?

After asking around, I could only confirm that the man was definitely related to Chen Yu's murder. Only by finding him could we figure out what was going on in this case.

"But we're still not sure what that person looks like." After all, surveillance cameras are not yet popular, and only shopping malls or street shops have closed-circuit televisions. This community is old, and it is even less likely to be equipped with closed-circuit televisions, so they are looking for a man whose specific appearance is unknown but whose left eye is injured.

Now that so much time has passed, finding this person is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Wang Li was in a very heavy mood and didn't even know how to report to Captain Ji.

"Brother Wang, I want to go to the crime scene." Qiu Jiang said suddenly.

Wang Li had no other idea, so he suggested going to the rental house to see if he could find other clues.

Seeing them go and come back, Aunt Guo was a little surprised. After knowing their purpose, she hadn't spoken yet when she heard the man in his thirties or forties who was still sitting on the steps sigh and say, "Here are the keys. You guys go ahead. I won't go up."

It was only at this time that Qiu Jiang realized that this man was the owner of the rental house. After thanking him, the two went upstairs together.

Because someone had died, the residents downstairs in the building didn't dare to stop after reaching the third floor. They pulled their children and hurried over here. Qiu Jiang moved sideways to let them pass, and then stopped at the doors of the three families on the third floor.

The three houses share a common wall, and the soundproofing of the houses in the complex doesn't seem to be very good. If it was really that noisy, someone should have heard it, but why did she seem to be able to hear the testimonies of the neighbors on both sides, unless...

"Are the other two houses uninhabited?" Qiu Jiang asked.

Wang Li shook his head. "They live there. The one on the left is also a tenant. They leave early and come back late. They hadn't finished get off work that day. The one on the right is occupied by a young couple. They took their child to my mother-in-law's house for dinner that day. After hearing about what happened, they simply didn't come back to live there."

What a coincidence.

Qiu Jiang pursed her lips.

At this time, Wang Li had already opened the door and walked in before her. Seeing that she hadn't moved, he called out to her in confusion, "Jiang Jiang, what's wrong?"

"It's okay." Qiu Jiang replied to him, clenched her hands tightly together, took a deep breath, and finally made up her mind to go in.

As soon as she entered the room, Qiu Jiang's face turned ugly because the black shadow she had seen before appeared again.

A black figure about five centimeters taller than her entered the house. The figure looked very much like Qin Min seen in the interrogation room. At this time, a petite female black figure came out from the kitchen. It should be Chen Yu. The two of them talked intimately, holding hands. It was completely different from what Qin Min said that he saw Chen Yu leaving with a suitcase when he got home.

Qiu Jiang watched with her own eyes the two men and Lele eating. While they were eating, Chen Yu's body became noticeably weaker. When she was about to fall, Qin Min hugged her waist and put her on the sofa. Then he suddenly rushed to the door and opened it. He took a furtive look outside and walked in with a male shadow who was half a head taller than him.

If her estimation was correct, this was the person that Auntie Guo mentioned Qin Min brought back.

But why didn't they come in together? And Chen Yu's fall was also very suspicious. Qiu Jiang had a bad feeling.

The following scene made Qiu Jiang's heart rise to her throat.

I saw those two people moving Chen Yu into the master bedroom. What were they going to do? ? ?

Can't,

Qiu Jiang ran into the master bedroom at the speed of light, her eyes following the three black shadows closely, as if she was possessed, and she didn't even hear Wang Li calling her.

She saw the tall black shadow undressing Chen Yu, while Qin Min was watching beside her, and he even had the mood to talk to the tall black shadow. The tall black shadow waved his hand to tell him to go away, and he happily stood at the door.

At this moment, the unconscious Chen Yu woke up, slapped him hard, picked up the long piece of furniture on the bed that was wide at one end and narrow at the other, and smashed it over again. After finally breaking free from the tall black shadow's grip, Qin Min walked into the room from the door. Her chest heaved violently, and she pointed at Qin Min as if cursing him.

She couldn't hear what they were saying at all. All she could hear was a buzzing sound, which sounded very much like the sound made by the poisonous insects she used to raise.

Her head hurt from the noise, her fingers clenched and trembled slightly, and her face was covered in cold sweat.

But something even more terrible happened.

The tall black shadow was so angry that he slapped Chen Yu in the face, sat on her, grabbed her neck, picked up the fruit knife on the bedside table and stabbed her.

Chen Yu's body twitched violently, and he raised his hand with difficulty, but it quickly fell down again, and he was no longer able to live.

Her appearance in the picture completely overlapped with the chalk marks on the bed. Qiu Jiang broke out in a cold sweat on her forehead, her lower abdomen was cramping, and she couldn't even stand.

"Qiu Jiang? Qiu Jiang--" Wang Li noticed that something was wrong with her and quickly shook her shoulders. Only then did Qiu Jiang come back to her senses from that scene. Her back and lower abdomen were covered in sweat, and when she turned around she felt cold all over.

Seeing the sweat on her face and her hands covering her stomach, Wang Li thought of something and quickly got her a pack of tissues to wipe her sweat, but her hands were shaking so badly that she couldn't open the pack of tissues.

Wang Li quickly took it, took out a piece of paper and handed it to her, then took out a chair and placed it behind her, carefully helped her sit down, and went out without asking her what was wrong. Not long after, he saw Aunt Guo following him back, holding a kettle and a cup in her hands. Seeing her like this, he immediately called out.

"Ouch, why does it hurt so much?" she cried out, and someone quickly poured her some hot water.

Qiu Jiang didn't have the strength to stop her, so she fed her a big mouthful of water. Fortunately, it did help. She felt the pain in her lower abdomen had weakened a little, but it didn't completely disappear.

She suddenly became a little suspicious and said with a slight breath, "Brother Wang, let's go first."

"Can you walk?" Wang Li asked worriedly, "How about I carry you?"

Qiu Jiang shook her head, "I'm fine."

Seeing that she was determined, Wang Li said nothing more and helped the old lady out. After being exposed to the cold air outside, Qiu Jiang felt her lower abdomen gradually calm down and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm fine, thank you, Auntie."

"Well, it's nothing. You should rest well. It's best to drink some brown sugar water to replenish your blood when you get home."

"Eh?" Qiu Jiang finally figured out what their misunderstanding was, but could she still deny it? So, her face flushed and she replied awkwardly.

When they got in the car, Wang Li was still paying attention to her. Just as he was about to say a few words to show his concern and ask if he wanted to take her home, he saw that her face was very rosy and she looked very energetic. She didn't look like she was still in pain. The words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat.

"So do you want to go back to the police station or go home?" He hesitated and asked.

"Let's go back to the police station."

After Qiu Jiang finished speaking, Wang Li did not refute and drove all the way to the police station, still thinking about how to tell Captain Ji about this matter.

Qiu Jiang, on the other hand, kept staring at the three paintings that the old lady had picked out. The more she looked, the more she felt that each painting had a strange yet familiar feel to it.

She was sure that she didn't know anyone with a similar face, but the sense of familiarity was so strong that she couldn't ignore it.

Along the way, she frowned and recalled carefully, but still gained nothing.

After the two met Ji Mingcheng and reported the matter, he frowned and muttered, "Looking for a needle in a haystack..."

Wang Li said stubbornly, "If the Qin people remain silent, then it will be true."

Ji Mingcheng pursed his lips and asked, "How's the fingerprint check going in the house?"

Chen Dadao said, "A total of twelve different fingerprints were collected from the rental house that day. We have confirmed that they belong to Chen Yu, Qin Min, the landlord, two female colleagues of Chen Yu's company, and three male colleagues of Qin Min's company. There are still four fingerprints that have not been matched. We have sent people to take statements, and they all said that they have not been to Chen Yu's house recently."

"A fruit knife was also found, and the fingerprints on it had been wiped off," Guo Kai also said.

"Captain Ji, I have information." Deng Xingwang quickly raised his hand. After everyone's attention was focused on him, he continued, "I also asked colleague Qin Min and found something. I wonder if it will be useful for this case."

"Speak." Ji Mingcheng said directly.

"Okay, here's the thing. After we questioned those three people, we found out that they were indeed good friends with Qin Min before, but in the past two months, their relationship hasn't been as good as before. I asked them why, and they said that Qin Min seemed to have developed a gambling addiction, losing a lot of money and borrowing a lot from them. At first, everyone was still able to give him money, and they lent him money because they were friends. Later, he borrowed more and more frequently, and the amounts became larger and larger, so they no longer dared to lend him money, and even asked him to return the money they had previously lent him."

"In the end, Qin Min had already lost all his money. He kept telling them to give him some time and that he would pay them back when he had more money. But he kept his promise after repeated attempts, so they started to quarrel with him and stopped interacting with him."

Chen Da also added, "I've also heard some complaints from Chen Yu's colleagues. They say they can't understand why Chen Yu, who is so beautiful, would live with a poor, old man. Not only does she not receive any gifts, but she sometimes even has to pay for his support out of her own pocket."

Qiu Jiang pieced together what they had said and concluded, "So Qin Min's financial difficulties weren't caused by spending all his money on Chen Yu. Then what he said in the interrogation room..."

"They're all fake." Ji Mingcheng sneered, "It seems our suspect is full of lies."

"Based on the evidence we have now, I wonder...whether he would sacrifice his girlfriend in order to find someone to get the money." Qiu Jiang took the opportunity to make a bold guess.

When the others heard this, they looked at her in shock.

Although this kind of thing is not impossible, it is still too far-fetched and unfamiliar to a girl who is less than 20 years old and has grown up in a happy family and has no experience in the world. However, she raised this speculation right away, which inevitably surprised them.

Deng Xingwang, however, clearly didn't quite understand. He scratched his head and asked, "What is sacrifice? Is it some kind of evil ritual? Is it like offering someone to the devil to gain wealth or something? But does this have anything to do with him bringing someone home?"

He couldn't figure it out.

This is what someone who grew up in a normal family and did not have much experience in handling cases would think. Ji Mingcheng and others did not doubt his words at all.

But it is precisely this that makes Qiu Jiang stand out from the crowd.

What kind of train of thought could make her think of this possibility?

Sensing their suspicion and gazes, Qiu Jiang lowered her head awkwardly, completely unsure how to answer them.

Should she tell them that she saw Qin Min push his girlfriend to someone else with her own eyes?

Not to mention whether they would believe it or not, she had no evidence at all.

In the end, it was Ji Mingcheng who took the initiative to break the deadlock. "That's indeed a possibility. Since you don't have any other ideas, let's start with this as the direction of investigation."

"Guo Kai, Chen Da, continue interrogating Qin Min. You can use this as a breakthrough point to try to pry him open. Deng Xingwang, keep an eye on the fingerprint results. Qiu Jiang and Wang Li, use those three images as clues to conduct a search, paying special attention to those with criminal records."

"yes--"

They each received orders and continued to work according to their assigned tasks.

Qiu Jiang and Wang Li discussed it and decided to search among those with criminal records first. Their bureau's archives had criminal records for the entire city, and the criminals' photos were also stored in the computer.

Because they only had three sketches of possible criminals, they were unable to search automatically on the computer, so they could only compare them one by one. It has to be said that this was definitely a very labor-intensive and eye-straining job.

After an afternoon, Qiu Jiang felt like he was going blind, but he still couldn't find a single matching person among the thousands of photos.

It's not that there are no similar people in these pictures, but the height and body shape are completely inconsistent. Even if the body shape may change over the years, it is difficult for the height to grow again after adulthood. Based on her recollection and speculation of the black shadow, the person should be around 1.76 meters tall, and the height information marked next to the photos she has seen does not match 1.76 meters, which means that she has worked in vain for an entire afternoon.

Qiu Jiang was a little discouraged.

After pausing for a moment to relax her eyes, she looked at Wang Li and the administrator who was also helping in the archives. She saw that they were still staring at the computer, but their reading speed had obviously slowed down, and they were rubbing their eyes from time to time. It seemed that they had reached their limit.

Within two minutes, they stopped and rubbed their eyes like she had just done.

"My dear, please help me open the first drawer on your side. There are hot compresses in it. Take a few and put them on our eyes. The pain is unbearable." said the big brother in the archive room.

"OK."

After a while, Qiu Jiang and the other two sat in a row, with hot patches on their eyes. They were leaning back in their chairs and resting with their eyes closed.

The hot patch on the eyes has worked. The warm temperature relieves the tiredness of the eyes and makes people drowsy.

"Oh, finally feeling comfortable."

"This hot post is very useful. Where did you buy it? I want to buy some later." Wang Li asked.

"It's in the pharmacy in the alley across from our bureau."

Qiu Jiang also said, "Then I'll buy some later."

"Sure, I'm a regular customer there. You can get a discount or something if you mention my name."

"Thank you, Brother Wang."

"No thanks, no thanks." The elder brother, whose surname is also Wang, was very straightforward.

I just don’t know if they were too tired or starving, otherwise why were their noses filled with fragrance.

It smells so good.

The three of them swallowed at the same time and covered their stomachs while singing the empty city plan.

"I don't know what time it is now. Why don't we go out for a bowl of noodles?"

"Okay, I'll treat you." Wang Li said.

"Then I won't be polite."

They heard a chuckle in their ears.

What’s going on? It looks like there’s someone here.

"If you want to eat noodles, you can eat them now. Where else can you go?"

They all took off their blindfolds and looked towards the door, only to see a very familiar person looking over at them with a lunch box in hand.

"Team Season."

Qiu Jiang and Wang Li immediately stood up and called for help.

Wang Mingyu was not very familiar with him, but that didn't mean he had never heard of this famous Captain Ji. He immediately greeted him stiffly.

"How's the search going?" Ji Mingcheng walked in and asked.

"I found some that look similar and printed them out." Wang Li pointed to the stack of printed papers in the middle of the table.

Ji Mingcheng placed the things he had brought on an empty table not far away and raised his eyebrows at their puzzled gazes, "Aren't you hungry?"

"Captain Ji, is this for us?" Qiu Jiang asked again to confirm.

"What else?"

"Thank you, Captain Ji." The three of them smiled and thanked him in unison.

After they moved their chairs over to eat, Ji Mingcheng went to look at the information of those people they had printed out, and then continued working on the people they had not finished searching for.

The other two were slurping noodles. Qiu Jiang sat next to them, eating hot beef noodles with a smile on her face and a look of satisfaction.

Just watching Ji Mingcheng blink while continuing their work.

While the leaders are working, are they having fun eating?

He just looked at their team, not seeming to care, but it was not a good thing after all. Qiu Jiang quickened the pace of eating noodles, and after finally taking a sip of the hot soup, declared that the meal was completely over.

Ji Mingcheng's men worked very quickly, and the printer over there was spinning at a whoosh, and soon printed out several sheets.

Qiu Jiang took the paper from the printer. Even though the photos were a little blurry, she could tell at a glance that the people he found had many similarities with the three paintings.

Looking at his speed, he is worthy of being a leader.

They quickly sat down and continued working. The only sounds in the room were the creaking clicks of the mouse and the occasional startup of the printer.

After about forty minutes, they finally finished screening the last photo.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

Wang Mingyu quickly said to Ji Mingcheng, "Captain Ji, all the photos of prisoners in our city over the past ten years, regardless of their crimes, are here. If it's even further back, the information will be more difficult to find."

Ji Mingcheng also knew that unlike Hong Kong, this place was very limited by technology, and older information was basically difficult to find. He was surprised to find so many photos. After hearing him say this, he thanked him and said, "These are enough."

"Ah? Really?" Wang Mingyu was a little worried at first, but after hearing what he said, he couldn't help but feel confused.

"Well, that's enough."

"Hey, okay."

At this time, Qiu Jiang was looking at the photos that the four of them had picked out after Ji Mingcheng came. There were thirty-two of them. She looked at them one by one. They were more or less similar, just like the ones they had picked out before.

Qiu Jiang simply focused on height information and put those who met the requirements at the end. After searching like this, there were only three people who met the requirements.

She looked at the three of them together, and paused slightly when she saw a man named Tang Song.

The reason was simple: this person looked very familiar. To be more precise, she had seen him the day before yesterday.

The man in a suit who pulled Ding Lingling in the mall.

If she remembered correctly, the man named Tang Song was wearing a pair of big sunglasses that day, and after his glasses fell off...

Qiu Jiang tried hard to recall the past, and suddenly her whole body was shocked.

Yes, he has an injury on his left eye socket.

She had a hunch that this person was the one Qin Min was trying so hard to protect, and the real murderer who killed Chen Yu.

"Captain Ji, I've seen this guy before. He has a wound on his forehead, and it matches the spot the woman described. And when he heard I was a police officer, he ran away in a panic. It's obvious he's up to something. I suspect he might be the person we're looking for."

She held up a piece of printed paper, and the person's information on the paper was clear. He was involved in a hit-and-run accident in October of the previous year, and was later arrested. Because he finally convinced the family of the person who was hit and paid a lot of money, he didn't even have to go to jail and was released.

But there was still a criminal record, so they had to find it.

Ji Mingcheng glanced at the man and asked, "What's going on?"

"Do you remember the sister who gave me the banner yesterday? It was this person who was pestering Ding Lingling and trying to drag her away. Her attitude was very arrogant."

Ji Mingcheng also listened to what Ding Lingling said yesterday and had a rough idea of what happened. As soon as he heard what she said, his memories were instantly put together.

"Are you sure he has an injury on the left corner of his eye?" he asked seriously.

Qiu Jiang nodded firmly, "I'm sure."

"Okay, then let's go meet Tang Song." Ji Mingcheng walked forward quickly, and Qiu Jiang and the others quickly followed.

When they walked out of the police station building, Qiu Jiang realized that it was already dark. It was no wonder that they were so hungry just now.

The files contained a detailed profile of the man, and they found his residence without difficulty. Unfortunately, when they arrived there, there was only a nanny in the house, and no one else.

Ji Mingcheng left two people to look after the nanny, and called to get information about the man's other relatives in Anxi City.

"Xiao Yuande, Xiao Xiangrong, Jiajiale Supermarket? Do you have their contact information?"

"Okay, I'll wait."

After a while, Ji Mingcheng received a message and number from the bureau, but no one answered either number.

Wang Li pounded his chair in anger, "I think they are deliberately covering up for me."

"Wang Li, calm down." Ji Mingcheng looked back at him.

"I'm sorry, Captain Ji." Wang Li apologized immediately and asked him, "So what should we do now?"

"Maybe someone may know Tang Song." Qiu Jiang spoke after hesitating.

They both looked at her.

She gritted her teeth and said, "I'm not sure, but I can try."

Ji Mingcheng looked at her deeply and made a decision without hesitation, "Fight."

He handed the phone to her. Qiu Jiang quickly took it, silently recited the number Ding Lingling left for her, paused for three seconds, and then called.

"Hello, who is this?" Ding Lingling's voice came from the other side.

"It's me, Sister Lingling."

"Jiang Jiang? Why are you calling? Do you like the banner I gave you?" Ding Lingling's voice was very cheerful, and Qiu Jiang was infected and smiled, "I like it very much."

"I knew it. If you like it, I'll give you another one in a few days. It's guaranteed to be even cooler and more beautiful than this one."

"Sister Lingling, that's great. Actually, I came to you today because I want to ask you for help with something."

Qiu Jiang stated her purpose clearly, and soon Ding Lingling replied.

"Then wait for my news, I'll go ask her."

"Okay, thank you so much." Qiu Jiang immediately thanked her.

"If you want to say thank you, I should be the one to thank you. Besides, I don't know if she will help with this matter. Please wait for me for a while."

"Okay."

The sound leakage from the mobile phone was quite serious at that time. Moreover, they were in a confined space like a car. Ji Mingcheng and Wang Li both heard the voice from the other end and were waiting for her call back.

After an agonizing five or six minutes, the phone finally rang.

"Xiu Xiu Cafe on Mingzhu Road? Okay, we're very close there, probably..."

Ji Mingcheng made a gesture.

Qiu Jiang immediately said, "We'll be there in fifteen minutes."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Mingcheng only said, "Hold on tight."

Then the car sped along the road.

Fortunately, it was late and there were not many cars on the road. When we arrived at Xiu Xiu Coffee Shop, we were even three minutes early.

After Qiu Jiang got off the car, her heart was still pounding and her legs were shaking. After suppressing her dizziness, she looked into the coffee shop and saw Ding Lingling waving at her. Sitting next to her was the woman who had comforted Ding Lingling with her the day before yesterday.

She clenched her hands tightly at this moment, looking a little uneasy, especially after seeing them, she became even more nervous.

"Let me introduce you. This is Meihua. We both work on the first floor of the store. If you have any questions, Meihua will tell you."

Zhao Meihua also nodded stiffly. "Comrade police, please ask whatever you want. I will tell you everything I can."

"Sister Meihua, we want to know Tang Song's information. Do you... know him?"

Zhao Meihua was silent for two seconds before nodding. "He's the nephew of our mall owner, and he's not even remotely related to my husband. I gave him some money to get in."

At this point, she looked at Ding Lingling embarrassedly and said, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you this at the beginning. I really didn't know what to say, and I was afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?" Ji Mingcheng asked.

"He's a very fierce person. If anyone provokes him, he will hire someone to beat them up. And he's the nephew of our mall owner after all. I'm afraid if I really tell him, he won't let me go after he finds out, let alone let me work in the mall."

They were all people from the lower class, and it was not easy to support a family. After hearing this, Ding Lingling did not blame her at all. Instead, she was very grateful that she had dared to come out to comfort her that day despite facing such great pressure. She was very moved and hugged her.

"I can't just watch you being depressed." Zhao Meihua started to cry as she spoke.

Ding Lingling's eyes also turned red.

Qiu Jiang felt a little sorry for them, but she still had to ask. After they calmed down a little, she finally spoke.

"Sister Meihua, do you know where Tang Song usually is?"