Chapter 98
Chang Ting frowned, "This is indeed strange. I think it's not just a matter of hiding one's identity. This guy is being... abnormally cautious."
Chen He's eyes flashed: "You mean..."
"He must have been involved in a case for a long time." Chang Ting pointed his finger at his knee and said word by word.
Chen He remembered the key point: "What did Principal Zhu say? He's employed this person for so long, so he should know the details, right?"
Chang Ting touched his chin and said, "He should...know, but we haven't had time to find him yet."
"Not in time?" Chen He realized this was an excuse, and her pupils suddenly contracted. "You are doubting Principal Zhu..."
She suddenly remembered the phone call made by 001 in the long video.
001 is Assistant Xing, who has followed Principal Zhu for many years. Who could be on the other end of the phone?
She broke out in a cold sweat.
She recalled the image of Zhu Zangmo, and a row of top names came to mind.
A famous contemporary artist, a leading figure in the painting world, an art master, and a renowned professor.
What is his relationship with Xing Yao? Is he another murderer of Qiu Yue?
Chang Ting knew she had thought of it and asked, "What is your impression of Zhu Zangmo?"
Chen He suppressed his panic and said, "He is our principal. I have taken his fine class, but I haven't had much contact with him.
"Like other students, I respect my teachers and admire the masters. It's like... like looking up at a famous painting hanging on the wall."
Chang Ting nodded and said slowly, "I have already started an external investigation into Zhu Zangmo. So far, he seems to be busy at work and has a regular life.
"Either he goes to university for classes or attends art exhibitions or something like that. His circle is full of literati and elegant people. I haven't found any flaws yet.
"Either he's clean, or he's just cunning and leaves no trace. In any case, there's no evidence yet, so we can't make a conclusion.
"As for Xing Yao's matter, if we ask Zhu Zangmo directly, he will only admit that his recruitment procedures were irregular and that he used an unidentified employee.
"As for the rest, if he doesn't know anything, we'll be in a passive position. At this stage, I've arranged for someone to secretly watch him, so don't disturb him for now."
Chang Ting subtly changed the phrase "alerting the snake" to "disturb". Chen He was a smart man, so of course he understood.
Chang Ting continued, "It's hard to say about Xing Yao in the dark, but Zhu Zangmo is in the light. And it's not just light, it's literally under the spotlight."
"So let him stand there first. If he makes any move, our people will definitely be able to respond. He can't run away."
Chen He suppressed the shock in her heart and nodded. Suddenly, a small incident from the past popped into her mind like a spark, and she blurted out, "There was once an incident where Xing Yao left a very bad impression on me."
Chang Ting perked up: "What's the matter?"
"He was shooting birds with a slingshot," Chen He said. "A few of us girls saw it and tried to stop him, but Teacher Feng ran over first and said something to him."
"Teacher Feng..." Chang Ting's eyes flickered, "What's Xing Yao's reaction?"
"He was very nice, apologized profusely, and put away his bird-shooting tools." Chen He paused and added, "It was a powerful-looking slingshot."
After saying that, Chen He took out the envelope and handed it over: "This letter also mentioned a slingshot."
Chang Ting's eyes lit up as he took the envelope.
After reading the letter, he slapped his thigh and said, "So Xing Yao is from Lanzhou, or has lived in Lanzhou before! Ten years ago, Qiu Song had an accident. That same year, he went to the Zangmo Base as an assistant.
"It seems the case he's carrying is Qiu Song's murder! It's like searching for something without any effort."
Chen He crossed his arms and said dissatisfiedly: "What do you mean, isn't my kung fu kung fu?"
Chang Ting: "...I said the wrong thing. I'm sorry."
Zhang You stopped recording and looked up at his brother Chang in surprise.
"I have to write this down. Brother Chang... has become more polite..." Zhang You muttered as he wrote.
Chang Ting said angrily, "Hey, don't you need to remember this?"
Zhang You pretended not to hear.
Chang Ting thought over his thoughts angrily, "Putting the information together, it turns out that Xing Yao, an employee of the Jinda Auto Repair Shop in Lanzhou City, murdered Qiu Song, who worked at the Qingde Auto Repair Shop, ten years ago.
"Then Xing Yao fled to Qi'an City and went to the Zangmo Base, where he worked as the principal's assistant. Five years ago, he murdered student Qiu Yue, Qiu Song's sister."
After hearing this simple summary, Chen He's eyes turned red.
Chang Ting sucked in cold air through his teeth: "How big a grudge is this? How big a grudge can there be between a young man from society and two children?"
Chen He clenched his hands, suppressing his hatred, and said, "It seems that the contents of this letter are credible. I originally thought that clues that were delivered to my door inexplicably should not be trusted lightly.
"But now, combined with what you've found about Xing Yao, it's like adding another nail to the wall."
Chang Ting glanced at her and said, "It was delivered to my door for no apparent reason? Where did this letter come from?"
Chen He became alert: "People report anonymously because they are afraid of being exposed and retaliated against. I won't reveal the specific source."
Chang Ting said nothing, picked up the envelope and looked at it in the light from the window.
Chen He's heart tightened - fingerprint!
She held out her hand: "Give it back to me when you're done reading it."
Chang Ting put the letter in his pocket and said, "They said they asked you to hand it over to the police."
"Eh?" Chen He regretted taking out the letter.
What a meat bun... It would be nice to just take a picture for him!
But if you think about it carefully, the man in black who delivered the letter seemed to be wearing gloves, so he should not have left any fingerprints.
Chang Ting seemed to be lost in thought. "Well, good deeds are done without leaving a name. What a coincidence, I recently met such a person. This kind-hearted person... also came to Lanzhou?"
Chen He pricked up her ears curiously: "You met him too? What does he look like? What's he like?"
Chang Ting looked at her and remained silent.
"Just tell me." Chen He waited for his answer.
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