In the mediation room of the Jinling Fengze Criminal Investigation Brigade.
Zhang Lifang sat on the chair with an awkward look on her face, her palms resting on the edge of the table, her body slightly leaning forward, and the nervousness on her face was obvious as she looked around.
Next to her sat Yu Ruyi, who couldn't leave her side.
He was not affected by the current environment at all. He stared at the Great Compassion Mantra in front of him intently and continued to recite it for the salvation of souls.
At the same time, there is a peach wood sword placed next to it. When he is halfway through reciting, he will suddenly pick up the peach wood sword and wave it twice, as if he is slaying ghosts.
......
Zhang Lifang didn't have to wait too long.
After going out to get a notebook, Lin Tian, Huang Qiang and Wang Qi quickly walked into the mediation room, ready to begin to understand the useful clues in depth.
And after seeing Lin Tian and the other two walk in.
Zhang Lifang deliberately put on a more nervous expression and asked fearfully without hesitation.
"police officer."
"This...this is going to..."
Although it's not finished.
But the three experienced people could clearly feel Zhang Lifang's nervousness and worry.
but.
This tension did not make the three of them suspicious or feel that something was wrong. Instead, they felt that... it would be strange if they came to the Criminal Investigation Brigade with a calm face.
After all, the Criminal Investigation Brigade and the Public Security Police Station are different.
In the conventional impression of the vast majority of people, criminal investigation represents major cases, serious cases, and murder cases. Once you are accidentally involved in it, it may be an extremely serious matter.
So the fact that a nanny with little education showed such nervousness and fear in front of them was actually the real situation.
At least.
Zhang Lifang's attitude alone has slightly reduced the suspicion of Lin Tian and the other two about her identity.
Wang Qi, the head of Fengze Criminal Investigation Team, slowly sat down on the chair, gently pressed his hand towards Zhang Lifang, and spoke in a kindly manner.
"Don't worry, Zhang Lifang."
"We are not looking for you. We want to get some clues about Aunt Yu's son, Jiang Sulong."
"Besides, we are currently in the mediation room, not a special interrogation room, so just relax for now and tell us everything you know."
Wang Qi said this.
It seemed to ease Zhang Lifang's mood a little, and the tension on her face also subsided a lot.
But the next second.
But as if he suddenly reacted, he suddenly widened his eyes and asked with confusion in his eyes.
"Sister Yu's son?"
"If...if I remember correctly, Sister Yu should have only one son, right? It seems that he died abroad that year. This...what's going on..."
"Could it be that Sister Yu's son is not dead? That doesn't make sense. If he is not dead, why doesn't he come to see Sister Yu? You know, Sister Yu is chanting sutras every day to pray for her son's soul to be reborn."
"Maybe, after her son suddenly came back, Sister Yu's Alzheimer's disease would be cured."
I have to admit it.
Zhang Lifang's reaction was very correct. She was relaxed at first, then surprised, and finally expressed her sympathy for Yu Ruyi.
This series of flawless movements had obviously been practiced countless times in secret.
Just so...when the police tracked down the pastor's original identity, she was asked to assist in the investigation of the case and could walk out of the police station safely.
It's obvious.
The time-consuming practice yielded extremely effective feedback.
Seeing Zhang Lifang's reaction and words, which were not exaggerated at all and were even very consistent with the identity of a middle-aged nanny, the suspicion in the hearts of the three people opposite was reduced by a few points again.
Lin Tian sorted out his thoughts, tapped the table with his fingers, and asked seriously.
"Jiang Sulong's life or death is not something you need to care about."
"I want to know one thing now. Has Aunt Yu ever told you anything about her son?"
"No matter what it is, as long as it's about Jiang Sulong."
Lin Tian knows that time is precious now.
He had already skipped the many previous attempts and started asking for the information that was most needed this time.
Zhang Lifang was stunned for a moment, then quickly frowned, her eyes still looking towards the ceiling, revealing an expression as if she was seriously recalling something.
After a few seconds.
Zhang Lifang nodded suddenly and clenched her fists with obvious excitement.
"Got it!"
"I remembered something!"
"I was hired by Sister Yu's daughter to take care of her two years ago."
"Because, two years ago, Sister Yu's Alzheimer's disease was already quite serious. She would often forget to flush the toilet, forget to bring her keys, forget to turn off the gas stove, etc."
"In this situation, there were even two times when a fire almost broke out, so I was asked to take care of Sister Yu."
"At the beginning, Sister Yu had no other symptoms except for her forgetfulness. At least she was not like now, completely losing the ability to take care of herself."
"Then, I often found that when Sister Yu had nothing to do, she would take the photo frame on the dining table and repeatedly wipe it gently, and would wipe her eyes from time to time."
"According to the professional rules of a nanny, you shouldn't ask about your employer's private affairs, but one time I couldn't help it, so I asked..."
"Sister Yu, since you miss your son so much, why don't you let him come back to see you."
Speaking of this.
Zhang Lifang paused again, turned her head to look at Yu Ruyi beside her, and then continued to look at Lin Tian and the other two opposite her, shaking her head and sighing.
"She said..."
"My son died five years ago. He was killed by a bomb in a foreign country. He died instantly and there was no chance of rescue."
"When she rushed abroad, she didn't even get to see him for the last time. All that was left was a jar of cold ashes."
"Then, he started to complain about himself, saying that it was all his fault that he didn't take good care of his son and didn't even seriously inquire about what kind of work he was doing abroad."
"I believed everything I was told. In the end, the only photo I had left was this one in my arms."
"I could sense that Sister Yu felt very guilty at the time. If she were given another chance, she would never let her son work abroad."
Hear this.
Lin Tian and others who were sitting opposite couldn't help but frown.
Because, through Zhang Lifang's words, they were able to roughly determine...
If Yu Ruyi didn't know that his son was a foreign mercenary until the day the pastor faked his death, he probably wouldn't have had many clues.
The possibility of a breakthrough from this aspect is probably very small.
Just when Lin Tian was feeling indescribably helpless and was about to continue asking questions.
Zhang Lifang suddenly raised her head, as if she remembered something important.
He immediately looked around, covered his mouth deliberately, and spoke in a low voice like a country lady gossiping.
"Oh, by the way, some officers."
"I suddenly remembered something..."
"A year ago, about a year ago, Sister Yu's dementia had become more serious, and she would often become dazed and talk nonsense."
"I remember that one time, Sister Yu was holding a photo frame in her arms, and for some reason, she suddenly said something like this."
"It's all Xiaomei's fault. It's all Xiaomei's fault. She knew about this a long time ago, but she and her brother kept it a secret from me. In the end...in the end, we ended up in this situation..."
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