Jiang Shang in the car couldn't help but nodded when he heard this.
This explanation made sense.
The old man also felt that his explanation was perfect.
The head's cold face broke into a smile, "According to what you said, this man pretended to be Jiang Musheng just by accident... and not because Qin Jiangke used Jiang Musheng's identity to save people, and then he knew Qin Jiangke was dead, so he took over this identity? He just took over this identity by coincidence?"
The old man looked at him in surprise, and quickly shook his head and said, "Of course not."
"But if you say it's a coincidence, it can't be all coincidence."
"He was seriously injured at the time and just needed an identity, and Jiang Musheng's identity happened to be very suitable, because he had no relatives and... well." The old man suddenly stopped talking in shock, because his eyes that touched the head were indifferent, cold and cruel, but as if he could see through people's hearts. For a moment, he didn't know whether he should bite the bullet and continue.
"Are you sure what you said is true?"
"Jiang Musheng just took over this identity by chance..."
"The testimony of those witnesses is just because Jiang Musheng happened to save people... everything, just happened by chance?" The chief's tone was meaningful, and he almost put a few big words on it, "Do you think I'm a fool?"
The old man said helplessly, "Then does researcher Zhuang think there are other possibilities?"
Does the chief think there are other possibilities?
He knows there must be.
From the people who followed Jiang Musheng and the corpses of the 203 team dug out from their homes, they knew both Qin Jiangke and Poxiao.
This is enough to show that Jiang Musheng could not be an outsider from the beginning, but if he was from Team 203... then, whoever this person is, whether it is Mr. Cang or the former secretary, these people cannot be unaware of it. Not only may they know Jiang Musheng's true identity, they may even have been protecting him.
Moreover, after he disguised himself as Jiang Musheng, he kept entangled with me on the grounds of grudges...
I didn't think much about it before, just thought he was acting out.
Now think about it -
is it really for a real show? Hunting me down, fighting to the death, digging graves and sending people...
but these people are not telling the truth.
He narrowed his eyes -
just at this moment, Smith's people reminded him lightly, "Researcher Zhuang, have you communicated well?" Across the distance, he tapped his watch with his fingertips, indicating that five minutes had passed again.
The first looked over there, looked at Jiang Musheng again, and then nodded crisply, "Communication is done..."
Smith raised his eyebrows, thinking that he was going to come in to save people, but the next second, his expression changed subtly -
because the first took a step back, two steps...
Not to mention him, the old man saw him retreating, his expression also changed in shock, "Researcher Zhuang, didn't we agree..."
Why did you retreat?
Why did you retreat?
Didn't we agree -
the first looked at him indifferently, "The premise of the agreement is that there is no secret between each other... However... Do you think there is no secret in what you said?"
The old man opened his mouth, he did hide it, but...
Behind him, Smith's people took action again, the old man looked back in panic: "Researcher Zhuang..."
In response to him, the first ruthlessly took another step back.
Smith frowned. What's
going on? He didn't intend to save people?