nightingale
"So why did the boss send us to this kind of place?" He Dou drove an off-road vehicle in the yellow sand.
Jin was so hot that he saw stars. He opened the kettle and drank it quickly, then said in a long tone, looking like he was dying. "I'm dying of heat—"
"Hold on a little longer. According to the map, we should be almost there." He Dou licked his cracked lips and glanced over to find that he had finished another bottle of water. "Drink less and save some for me!"
"Don't worry, I brought a box, and there's an unopened box of mineral water in the trunk." Jin Mao slumped in the passenger seat, dazed, "It's okay."
A few minutes later he said again, "Dutch pea, turn on the air conditioner, I'm really dying..."
He Dou wiped his sweat. Seeing that he looked like he was in danger, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm telling you, this air conditioner consumes a lot of fuel. What if we're halfway through..."
Jin Mao sat up straight and covered his mouth. "Don't say that. Don't be such a pessimist. I don't want to die with you in a place like this."
"You think I want to?" He Dou rolled his eyes at him. "I don't even know where the person the boss wants us to find is. Where can we find him in this vast desert?"
Jin Mao also shook his head. "I don't know. How could someone who is used to a luxurious life run to a place like this? Could it be that the boss has wrong information?"
He Dou was helpless and said, "Let's look for it first."
As expected, an accident happened.
At 11 o'clock in the morning, Cen Yun was in critical condition and was on the verge of death when she was pushed into the operating room. After more than ten minutes of rescue, she was unable to be saved. She shut her mouth forever with the full story of the incident.
When Chen An received this news, he was at the Municipal Bureau. Zhou Qiong had just joined the company, so he assigned Zhou Qiong to Cheng Xiaoxiang. Cheng Xiaoxiang was also happy to train newcomers. He took Zhou Qiong to familiarize himself with the office environment of the Municipal Bureau. Before they had visited two offices, the news of Cen Yun's death came from the hospital.
The exhausted Chen An woke up in an instant, and then asked someone to check the hospital's surveillance footage, but the result showed nothing unusual.
The case ended in a flash.
The more this happened, the more suspicious Chen An became. Based on his years of experience as a criminal police officer, the fact that Cen Yun died just as she was about to reveal the whole story was something worth investigating. However, she was being interrogated at the police station for 24 hours before her death. How could he be sure that Cen Yun would not be able to reveal the contents of the email?
Is email really not important?
Bai Shuo checked the email in Cen Yun's mailbox. The anonymous email came from an unknown deep sea behind multiple jump points, and the content inside could no longer be displayed. This shows that the content of the email must be important.
After Meng Jia died, Cen Yun saw the money and words she left for her. Logically, she should have accepted the money and used it to treat her illness. After all, this was the reason why she met Meng Jia in the first place. However, the appearance of the email ignited her determination to kill Wu Danyun and Xia Yiru. It took advantage of Cen Yun's guilt and used the money and exposing the truth to tempt her to complete the action.
So, why did it do this? Why did it instigate Cen Yun to kill Wu Danyun? Was it Wu Danyun's enemy, or was there another reason?
I can't figure it out.
Chen An's brain completely crashed, but Cheng Xiaoxiang was also thinking at this time, and he asked Chen An a question.
"Boss, when did you first suspect Cen Yun?"
Chen An blinked his dry eyes and said, "It started from when Lu Yuyao took out that book."
Cheng Xiaoxiang is still young and has little experience, so it is normal that he is not sharp enough. In a few years, he may be the one to take over the serious crime team.
He explained, "The author of that novel signed her name in a very different place. Others signed on the title page, but she signed on the last page. So I concluded that Cen Yun had a special relationship with the author, and then I asked Zhou Qiong to investigate Cen Yun."
Cheng Xiaoxiang nodded, "And then Meng Jia was involved. I see."
Chen An sensed that he didn't understand, so he glanced sideways and asked, "Do you know when Wu Danyun died?"
Cheng Xiaoxiang has thought about this problem. There are only two people who are closest to the time of Wu Danyun's death, Cen Yun and Xia Yiru. On the 7th, Cen Yun said that Wu Danyun was still alive when she left at six o'clock, and Xia Yiru also said that Wu Danyun was still alive when she went there at eight o'clock. No one has seen Wu Danyun since then, so one of the two must be lying.
"June 7th...early morning." Cheng Xiaoxiang was a little uncertain and lowered his voice.
Chen An patted his arm and said, "Be more confident. She had already made preparations during the day on the 6th. She said goodbye to Xia Yiru in advance, so Xia Yiru knew and assumed that Cen Yun would leave the next day. Maybe Cen Yun even told her the time of his departure."
"That day, they were busy with the book signing and didn't come back until very late. Wu Danyun must have fallen asleep on the sofa, so she injected the person on the sofa with her own medicine. Any movement would surely wake Wu Danyun. They probably argued and pushed each other, and it ended with Wu Danyun tripping over the edge of the coffee table. She knew Wu Danyun was in shock."
"Then he took out a knife and cut off her wrists, dragged her to the bathroom with hot water, and closed the frosted glass door. Xia Yiru was so anxious to find the contract that she naturally didn't notice if there was anyone behind the door."
Cheng Xiaoxiang touched his chin, "Then, where's the knife?"
Chen An remembered the first time he went to Cen Yun's house to help her pick up the water bucket. At that time, he was not only reading a book, but the bookshelf was sandwiched between the kitchen and the living room, and he saw a kitchen knife.
The blade is very new, but there seems to be a small piece missing from the cut, probably because it cut something hard.
"Her home."
"Her home?" Cheng Xiaoxiang thought for a moment, "Could it be that she also wants to use it to cook?"
Chen An remained silent, which made Cheng Xiaoxiang feel nauseous.
When Lu Yuyao opened the door, she saw Cheng Xiaoxiang retching. She asked, "What's wrong?"
Chen An said: "He felt sick to his stomach."
When Lu Yuyao saw Chen An, he first admitted his mistake, "I'm sorry, Boss, she didn't wake up."
Chen An shook his head. "Her illness was already very dangerous. Killing Xia Yiru was her deadline. I don't blame you. It's just that I have no way of knowing the content of the email."
Everyone fell silent. After a few minutes, he said, "Cheng Xiaoxiang, write a closing report and give it to me before leaving get off work. That's it, let's go."
Wu Danyun's death was clear, but there was still something about Cen Yun's actions that he couldn't understand.
First, Z who sent her an email.
Why did he suspect it was Z? Because he suddenly realized a simple logical problem: Cen Yun's murder of Wu Danyun was actually a deal with Z. She killed, and Z paid for the truth. It had been previously discovered that the ID used to expose Wu Danyun's plagiarism was Z, and the IP was Motama Bay. Z's image perfectly matched the mailer Cen Yun had promised her, making it difficult for him not to connect Z with the mailer.
Second, purpose.
What did Z have to gain by inducing Cen Yun to kill Wu Danyun? He couldn't figure out what benefit Z could gain. Could Z be Wu Danyun's enemy? He had a hunch that it wasn't.
Someone bumped his elbow.
"What are you thinking about?" Han Ming sat down beside him.
Chen An shook his head, "I didn't think anything."
"You, are you free?"
Han Ming said, "I'm not busy. I just finished checking the files with them."
The "they" he mentioned were the prosecutors Han Ming mentioned last time.
"Hasn't the investigation been completed yet?" Chen An took a sip of water and felt strange. How could it take ten or eight days to check a file?
Han Ming looked around, then came up to him and said in a low voice, "They didn't come here through the formal procedures."
Chen An frowned, "Didn't you say you wanted to overturn someone's verdict?"
"I don't think so. Judging from the situation, I think they want to investigate the people above them."
Chen An suddenly thought of the chemical plant explosion. "Is he still at the Municipal Bureau?"
"Yes," Han Ming said, "but he'll be leaving soon."
Chen An stood up and ran into them when he walked out of the corridor. The two were stunned to see him in such a hurry.
The deputy director introduced them to him, "It just so happens that these two are prosecutors sent down from above. You might not have known them because you were busy the past few days. These two are Prosecutor Qin Yizhou and Prosecutor Zhao Wuyan. This is Chen An, the captain of our city bureau's serious crime team."
Qin Yizhou extended his hand, "Hello."
Chen An shook his hand back, "Hello."
The deputy director smiled and said, "If there's nothing else, we'll leave first."
He nodded and watched them leave.
After they left, Han Ming asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"fine."
The lighter flickered, and he repeatedly held an unlit cigarette in his hand before finally throwing it away from the second floor.
"Lin Ran, are you sure you want to quit?"
He turned around, as if he had made some decision.
"Sure."
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