Chapter 139
Zhang You was a bit slow to think, and before he could figure out the whole thing, he looked terrified and whispered to Chang Ting, "Brother Chang, who is Teacher Chen going to expose...mine?"
"Ah? What?" Chang Ting pretended to be deaf, pretending not to hear the wild words that challenged the law. He put his arm around Zhang You's shoulders and walked away a few steps. "Come on, let me arrange some work for you..."
As the two of them were talking, Chen He stood in the snow and subconsciously browsed Weibo.
"Drawing Qiuyue" has been discovered by netizens a long time ago because of the mutual connection with "Drawing Chen Hehe", most of whom are comic readers who have come across it.
Before, Qiu Yue’s original Weibo post was filled with candles.
As soon as several old Weibo posts were released today, the comment section exploded.
Netizens cursed Zhu Zangmo and called for his quick arrest, expressing their deepest sorrow over Qiu Yue's experience.
Amidst the flurry of comments, Chen He noticed a few special messages.
[Oh my god, I had a classmate who also trained at the Tibetan Ink Base and later committed suicide. Could he have also fallen into Zhu Laogui's hands?]
[I also have a classmate...]
Chen He was horrified. She realized that the Tibetan Ink Base had been operating for many years, and Qiu Yue was probably not the only victim!
At this moment, a message popped up suddenly.
A private message. "Drawing Qiuyue" sent another private message.
She turned around and glanced at Chang Ting who was not far away. Chang Ting was still telling Zhang You something.
She turned her back and quickly clicked it.
The bottom of the pupil was shaking violently.
[Xiao He, Zhu Zangmo murdered more than just Qiu Yue; he murdered many. But he never killed anyone himself. All evidence has been completely erased, leaving the law powerless against him. I will personally punish him, giving him a taste of his own medicine, and making him pay for his crimes with blood. You little bastard.]
Chen He's heart clenched and his breathing became rapid.
She knew that Song Zhou must be eager to destroy the world, but she didn't want Song Zhou to be shattered into pieces.
I quickly replied: [Don't be impulsive, the police are looking for evidence.]
No more response.
The cold wind blew the snow around, and she felt a little dizzy.
The sound of heavy footsteps on the snow was heard behind him, and Chang Ting came over.
She held the phone tightly, her fingers cold - if anything happened to Zhu Zangmo, this private message would be evidence that Song Zhou killed him.
Before Chang Ting approached, she quickly deleted the two private messages with trembling fingertips.
"Chen He."
"Hmm." She put the phone in her pocket and turned around.
It was such a cold day, but Chang Ting saw a layer of cold sweat on her forehead.
He frowned and said, "Can your little body handle this? Don't stay here. I'll arrange for someone to take you back to the hotel."
Chen He stood still, her nose buried in her scarf, secretly adjusting her breathing.
She felt herself calming down before asking, "What are your plans for the next step?"
"Don't worry about our police work. Anyway, if there is any news about Song Zhou, I will tell you."
"Can Qiu Yue's phone be located?"
Chang Ting tutted, "Why are you talking to me like my boss? Okay, okay, it's okay to tell you."
"Even though Qiu Yue's phone doesn't have a SIM card installed, it can be located when it's turned on. The phone is also connected to the internet, which makes it even more precise. The technical department said they'll send the location soon. I have to go over and see who's using this phone."
Chen He drooped her eyelashes, but she was not too worried - with Song Zhou's ability, it was unlikely that anyone would be able to catch even a glimpse of him.
However, Song Zhou seemed to have lost his mind now. Would it be best for him to be captured?
Chen He was in a state of confusion.
She also wanted to avenge Qiu Yue and wanted Zhu Zangmo to die, but his crimes should be exposed to the world and he should die infamously.
He shouldn't have died in such an unclear way.
Otherwise, even if he was killed, he would be on the news: "Famous painter murdered by gangsters."
Zhu Zangmo became the victim.
Song Zhou will become that gangster.
This is not the result Chen He wanted.
Zhang You, who had followed them, overheard their conversation and asked hesitantly, "But Brother Chang, this person who posted on Weibo is reporting it, right? Are you going to arrest him?"
"Whether to catch it or not is another matter." Chang Ting brushed the snowflakes from his head, trying to brush away his worries. "I always feel that this matter is too strange. I need to find out what is going on before I know how to deal with it."
"I understand, Brother Chang..."
Chen He suddenly raised his eyes: "Then, can Zhu Zangmo be arrested?" If Zhu Zangmo was arrested, Song Zhou would not be able to kill him for a while.
Chang Ting frowned and said, "The Weibo of a deceased person alone cannot be used as valid evidence to make an arrest.
"To establish a crime and make an arrest, a complete chain of evidence is necessary. Weibo posts are essentially electronic evidence and are easily tampered with or forged.
"Furthermore, the person who posted the Weibo is deceased, making it difficult to verify the true circumstances of the post and whether there was any coercion or other complex factors, which greatly reduces the probative value of the post."
As he spoke, he looked at Chen He's expression and explained, "It's not that I don't trust Qiu Yue, this is a judicial procedure."
Chen He was disappointed. Was it really true, as Song Zhou said, that Zhu Zangmo could not be punished by law?
She nodded anyway: "I understand, I won't be unreasonable."
Chang Ting said with relief: "Oh, you say, being cultured means understanding the truth. So the key to the problem is still the lack of evidence.
"Zhu Zangmo will undoubtedly have seen the Weibo post and has been on guard for a long time. In this situation, as long as he stubbornly denies it and insists it's slander, it will be difficult to achieve an effective breakthrough.
"Luckily, the mountain is covered in snow, so he can't go anywhere. There are two people watching over there, so he doesn't dare to act rashly.
"I want to give him some time to dry out first, gather some evidence, and then question him. That way, it will be more meaningful."
Chen He's heart skipped a beat. That's right. With the road to the mountain blocked, Song Zhou hadn't had a chance to make a move yet.
If evidence of Zhu Zangmo's crime had been found before the passage was completed, Song Zhou wouldn't have had to die with him.
She asked Chang Ting: "Then, where are you going to find evidence?"
Chang Ting glared at her: "You're asking too many questions, aren't you, leader?"
Chen He sighed: "Okay, I won't ask anymore. I'm not going back to the hotel. I'm going to Xing Yuping's house. You guys go ahead and do your work."
Having said that, he turned and was about to leave.
Chang Ting: "Wait..."
Chen He half-turned, the corners of his eyes sharp. "Why? Is it a coincidence?"
Chang Ting looked puzzled: "Why did you go to Xing Yuping's house?"
Chen He said as a matter of course: "Xing Yao wouldn't go to Zhu Zangmo for no reason, and Zhu Zangmo wouldn't take in an illegal immigrant for no reason. I think Xing Yuping might have the answer, so let's go and try our luck."
Chang Ting scratched his head worriedly: "Teacher Chen, can you leave the investigation to the police?"
"I have personal freedom."
Chang Ting: “…”
Chen He: "If you guys are going too, can you give me a ride? If not, I'll take a taxi."
Chang Ting was helpless. He checked his watch and saw it was already past one in the afternoon.
He patted Zhang You and said, "Take your teacher Chen to eat something hot before going over. You can share information about Xing Yuping. She's smart enough to find out for herself anyway."
Chang Ting chirped crickets loudly in front of Chen He.
Chen He was not angry either, and the corners of her mouth hidden in her scarf curled up triumphantly.
Song Zhou is now like a bullet out of control, not knowing where to go.
Only by staying close to the police and getting as many clues as possible can we help Song Zhou.
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