Chapter 170
In the small village, several police cars were parked in front of the gate, and Fourth Aunt's face turned pale with fright.
"It's okay, Fourth Aunt." Wang Hanshuang patted Fourth Aunt's shoulder. "She's my daughter's friend."
Fourth Aunt was terrified: "Xiaoping's friend? Didn't Xiaoping already..."
Wang Hanshuang didn't answer. She walked to Zhou Zhengzheng who was standing outside the door, pursed her already neat sideburns, and wanted to say something.
Zhou Zhengzheng had already extended his hand, palm facing upwards: "Car keys."
Wang Hanshuang gave a helpless smile and handed over the Volkswagen keys. Zhou Zhengzheng took them and, without even turning around, tossed them into his colleague's hands.
A colleague took it and went to check the Volkswagen.
After returning, he whispered to Zhou Zhengzheng, "The interior of the car has been washed and all traces have been removed. There's no memory card in the dashcam."
Zhou Zhengzheng stared at Wang Hanshuang.
The person was wearing the cotton coat that was captured by the surveillance camera, and only then could it be seen that it was light purple.
She is simple and decent, and looks like a kind middle-aged woman.
But facing the police car and officers, he remained remarkably calm. Zhou Zhengzheng knew that this person was no ordinary person.
She touched the handcuffs at her waist, but finally didn't take them out. She said, "Let's get in the car and talk."
Two colleagues stepped forward, one on the left and one on the right, and took Wang Hanshuang to the police car.
Wang Hanshuang got into the car calmly and said "thank you" to the policeman who opened the door. It seemed that she was not taken up but invited up.
Zhou Zhengzheng sat in the driver's seat, but did not drive.
She didn't want to waste even a minute. She turned around, leaned her elbows on the back of the chair, looked at Wang Hanshuang, and asked directly, "Wang Hanshuang, where were you on November 23rd?"
On November 23rd, Lü Dun's Volkswagen was borrowed. On the same day, Xing Yao went to Lanzhou and was killed in a bombing the following evening.
Wang Hanshuang sat upright between the two policemen, her hands folded on her knees. After a moment of thought, she said, "No. 23... I'm at my employer's house."
She acted naturally, as if she was chatting about family matters. "Are you from Qi'an? I'm working as a nanny in Qi'an.
"My employer is the famous painter Zhu Zangmo, and his wife is Fu Weiru."
Zhou Zhengzheng asked calmly, "Who can prove that you are in their house?"
Wang Hanshuang thought for a moment and said, "That day... Mr. Zhu went to the temple to practice asceticism. His wife was home and could testify for me."
Zhou Zhengzheng frowned. Fu Weiru's testimony was unreliable.
She pointed to the car parked on the other side and said, "But the surveillance footage shows that on the 23rd, you drove this Volkswagen from Lu Dun's house and went to Lanzhou."
Wang Hanshuang waved her hands repeatedly: "That's not true! I've never been to Lanzhou in my life."
Zhou Zhengzheng's eyes lit up with a small flame: "Wang Hanshuang, the evidence is irrefutable, the cameras have captured you!"
"Impossible. That definitely isn't me." Wang Hanshuang said frankly.
Zhou Zhengzheng took a look at her cotton coat and said, "They are all the same."
"Did you capture his face?" Wang Hanshuang asked with a smile.
Zhou Zhengzheng was speechless. The driver, captured twice by the entrance camera and the speed camera, had his face obscured by a felt hat and a mask.
Wang Hanshuang said meaningfully: "It wasn't photographed. Maybe it's just the clothes that are the same?" Her smile gradually became less reserved and humble, and even had a hint of provocation.
Zhou Zhengzheng wasn't enraged, but rather stunned. That's right. The driver never showed his face, so what if it was just the same clothes?
This thought was like a flint struck, a spark flew out, and when I reached out to grab it, it disappeared in a flash and failed to ignite other clues.
Zhou Zhengzheng had no choice but to put this matter aside and change his focus: "Where were you on the morning of November 27th?"
The 27th was the day Song Zhou disappeared.
Wang Hanshuang answered without thinking: "I'm a nanny, where can I go? I'm at my employer's house."
"But, on the 27th, our colleagues went to Zhu Zangmo's house, and the nanny there wasn't you. Who was she?"
Wang Hanshuang opened her mouth wide. "If it wasn't me, then who else could it be? I remember a man about my age came to visit me that day. Was he a policeman? I told him that his husband and wife were not home, and he left."
Zhou Zhengzheng became increasingly aware that he had encountered a tough opponent.
She believed that Director Xiao would not mistake her for someone else. If Director Xiao said that the nanny he saw that day was not Wang Hanshuang, then it was definitely not her.
But Wang Hanshuang insisted that it was herself, and for a moment, she was unable to refute it.
Zhou Zhengzheng took a deep breath and said, "Wang Hanshuang, tell me the truth. Where is Song Zhou? If your delay puts him in danger..."
"Who is Song Zhou? I don't know him." Wang Hanshuang denied easily, "By the way, have you seen my husband and wife these days? Are they okay?" She slowed down her speech slightly at the end of the sentence.
The tone was as gentle as the breeze and drizzle, but there was a hint of a sharp fishy smell.
Zhou Zhengzheng noticed something strange and asked, "Do you think they will be okay or not?"
Wang Hanshuang's eyes curved: "Of course I hope the master is well."
Zhou Zhengzheng looked at her in confusion, not knowing what she was up to.
So I decided to take a drastic measure first.
Zhou Zhengzheng was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "I don't know if they are doing well now. But I know they harmed your daughter, Lu Shuping, and they are not good people."
A crack appeared on Wang Hanshuang's expression for a moment, then quickly healed.
"What are you talking about, officer? My daughter committed suicide on her own. What does it have to do with them? Please don't try to sow discord between me and my employer's family."
Zhou Zhengzheng simply laid it all out: "Wang Hanshuang, I think our goals are the same. We both want the murderers to pay. So, why not be frank and join forces to deal with them?"
Wang Hanshuang spread out her hands, looking puzzled. "Officer, you've got to be kidding me. I'm just an old man, who can I possibly handle?"
No matter whether Zhou Zhengzheng tried to reason with her or to be aggressive, Wang Hanshuang was always like a ball of warm water, practicing Tai Chi.
The fire in Zhou Zhengzheng's chest grew stronger and stronger.
She turned around, got out of the car, walked a little way, took out her cell phone and called Chang Ting, her anger flaring up: "She's playing tricks on my master, she's playing tricks on me!"
"Calm down!" Chang Ting said from the other side, "Have you found Wang Hanshuang?"
"Found her. She's being extremely uncooperative, completely clueless, and refusing to admit to kidnapping Song Zhou! She's clearly stalling for time!"
Chang Ting was in the conference room, holding a case briefing with his team. Zhou Zhengzheng's angry voice threatened to burst through the receiver.
Several team members who had been beaten by her on the training ground shrank their necks at the same time.
Chang Ting gestured to everyone, indicating that the meeting was suspended, and said to the phone, "I'll talk to her."
The sound of a car door opening and closing could be heard from the other end. Zhou Zhengzheng returned to the car and said, "I'll turn on the hands-free mode later...Okay, that's enough. Go ahead."
Wang Hanshuang's cheerful voice said, "Who is it?"
Chang Ting stood up first and walked to the window of the conference room. Looking at the cold winter scenery outside, he said, "Hello, Aunt Wang. My name is Chang Ting. I was a classmate of Lu Shuping in high school."
The other end of the phone suddenly became silent, as if the air had suddenly frozen.
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