Detective Files II

Chapter 332
Tian Mi didn't know how to continue the topic because of Meng Zhao's complaints.

Although, compared with many experienced seniors, the cases she has personally handled are not many, and the number of times she has faced the victims' families is also limited, but like Meng Zhao, who already knew that her brother was killed and died, she couldn't tell. It was the first time she met her sister who was a little bit sad.

It can be seen that Meng Xinsheng grew up in a family with serious patriarchal thoughts, and the unfair treatment given by her parents since she was a child has completely wiped out her affection for her younger brother. Up to now, the only thing Meng Qingwei can leave to this elder sister is to love The indignation of fate, and the resentment that cannot be exerted on parents.

From a personal point of view, Tian Mi sympathizes with Meng Zhao's experience, and hopes to comfort her as much as possible, but her role is not a psychological counselor, let alone a bosom sister. The most important thing is to investigate things related to Meng Qingwei.

But if Meng Zhao interrupted her when she was complaining about what happened to her, and only focused on matters related to Meng Qingwei, would she accidentally touch Meng Zhao's sensitive nerves and make her feel that she was also not taken seriously in front of outsiders? Not understood?

After all, the stubborn old man Meng seemed determined not to cooperate with their work, while Meng Qingwei's mother was very cowardly and obeyed her wife and children.

Meng Zhao was the only one in Meng Qingwei's family with whom he could communicate.

She muttered quietly on this side, but Meng Zhao didn't notice it at all, and still said to Tian Mi and Lu Xiangdong to herself: "My father named me Meng Zhaodi at the beginning! Later, after I went to school, I was laughed at by my classmates all the time. , crying and clamoring to change my name, my younger brother was born at that time, and my dad was happy, thinking that since he had already recruited a younger brother, it would be no big deal to change it or not, but he was too lazy to use his brain, so he simply changed his name to "brother". If the word is removed, there is only one trick left. In their eyes, my only role is to superstitiously recruit a son for them! No matter how hard this son is, he does not study hard, does not work properly, fools around outside, and does not work hard to make money , It doesn’t matter! Even if my brother suddenly dumped them a large sum of money, they wouldn’t ask this idle son whether the money came from legitimate channels!”

Tian Mi, who was on the verge of slipping away after listening to her endless rants, was suddenly drawn back by Meng Zhao's last words, and quickly asked, "Did Meng Qingwei suddenly give the family a lot of money?"

"It's not too much, it's just 1 yuan, but this kid hasn't gone out to work and earn money for a long time before that. He just wanders around the town all day long, causing trouble, bluffing and cheating, Suddenly one day a while ago, I returned home and gave my dad 1 yuan, saying that he had found a way to make money. Parents know how capable their son is, and they said that after earning a lot of money, they will come back and build a house for our family, so that the neighbors around will be envious. When my father heard it, the corners of his mouth almost reached the ears He would squint his eyes and giggle, spit and count the money, from the beginning to the end, where did the money come from, who hired Qingwei outside, and what he was hired for, and would pay 1 yuan all at once without asking."

"Then have you asked him the specifics of this matter?"

Meng Zhao curled his lips: "I did ask, but he refused to say. He would not be happy if he asked a few more words. He said that he wanted to do something for the family with good intentions, but I would be suspicious. If you don't believe me He, just return the 1 yuan to him, and he takes it out to have fun, ignoring us. As soon as my dad heard this, he immediately yelled at me, not allowing me to ask nonsense, and said that men do important things, women don't If you ask, it will be bad."

"So, your family doesn't know anything about Meng Qingwei outside?"

Meng Zhao nodded.

"Then Meng Qingwei left home to go to C City, did he explain anything to you before leaving?" Tian Mi didn't give up.

Meng Zhao shook his head: "He didn't say anything. I only knew he was going when I saw a round-trip train ticket when I helped him fold his dry clothes and put them in the cabinet the day before he left. City C."

"Can you remember the date of the return ticket?"

Meng Zhao thought for a long time, hesitated, and finally confirmed a date, which was the third day after the bombing of the long-distance bus in City C.

"At the beginning of the day, Qingwei didn't come back, and we didn't take it seriously. We thought he was going out to play wild like before and didn't want to come back. Unexpectedly, when the news came later, he was killed by someone. When Meng Zhao said this, he finally showed some sadness on his face, perhaps putting aside the balance of personal interests, blood is thicker than water after all, and it is impossible for a sister to be completely indifferent to the death of her brother.

"Before Meng Qingwei went to City C, did he know that Meng Dabao was working in City C?"

"I probably don't know. Anyway, no one in our family knows that the eldest son of the old Meng family also went to work in a place as far away as C City. If it wasn't for their family who came to fight with my dad, we still have to fight." I don’t know that their son went to your side and was killed by the bomb.”

Tian Mi nodded to her, and asked tentatively, "Then do you think your younger brother knows more about Meng Dabao's whereabouts than you? I heard that he had conflicts with Meng Dabao's younger brother, Meng Erbao?"

Meng Zhao smiled wryly: "I don't know if you have heard others mention that our family and that old Meng's family have never lived in peace for generations, but there is no deep hatred. You have to play a life-and-death kind, to put it bluntly. It's just the small-minded people from generation to generation who have to bring up the old sesame seeds and rotten millet. It seems that whoever calms down first shows that someone has a guilty conscience. Qingwei and Meng Erbao fought, but they were all children. The kind of trouble, he and Meng Dabao are a few years apart in age, and they have hardly spoken since they were young."

"Is Meng Qingwei's money usually in his own hands, or is it handed over to his family?"

"He doesn't have any money, but he has a one-to-one account on hand."

"One delay one?" Tian Mi didn't understand Meng Zhao's statement.

"It's the kind that opens an account and gives you a passbook and a bank card." Meng Zhao explained to her.

When Meng Qingwei's body was found, the police did not find any cash or bank card on him, so Tian Mi guessed that this card was either still in Meng's house, or there was another possibility that it was taken by the murderer when Meng Qingwei was killed. was taken away.

"Can you find us?" Tian Mi asked Meng Zhao.

Meng Zhao glanced at his parents' room, hesitated for a while, and finally agreed.

"You guys sit here for a while, I'll go to my brother's room to look for it."

She said softly, then got up slowly, and tiptoed into another room in the corridor, which seemed to be Meng Qingwei's room.

Tian Mi took this opportunity to look at Lu Xiangdong, glanced towards the corridor, and asked, "What about your appraisal result?"

"He's a bit more resentful, but he's an honest man." Lu Xiangdong didn't have any special views on Meng Zhao, "It's more believable."

"That's right, whoever grew up in this environment would be depressed!" Tian Mi sympathized with Meng Zhao.

Lu Xiangdong nodded slightly, and neither of them spoke again.They were very aware of old man Meng's repulsion. If the two of them talked to each other in the living room and made old man Meng unhappy again, the investigation would fall short, and Meng Zhao would probably suffer as well.

After a while, Meng Zhao sneaked back again and handed a passbook to Tian Mi: "I only found this passbook, but not the bank card. My brother may have taken the card away."

Tian Mi took the passbook and looked at it. After the account was opened, there were only a few deposits of a few hundred yuan, and it was a long time ago.

"This is what our family remitted to him for his living expenses when he went to the county to study high school." Meng Zhao noticed that Tian Mi's eyes had been lingering on the few deposits, "So this booklet is useless? ?”

"It's hard to say, let's leave it with us first, and we can come to a conclusion after we go to the bank to check it out." Tian Mi received Meng Zhao's permission and put the passbook in her bag.

Meng Qingwei was able to throw away 1 yuan to his father without hesitation, and said that someone hired him, and then bought a round-trip train ticket to City C, so it is impossible for him to get this money directly from the employer of cash.

This kind of account with one card and one discount, if the account holder is used to using bank cards, the passbook will naturally not show the changes in the account.

Therefore, it is still necessary to go to the bank to investigate.

Thanking Meng Zhao, Tian Mi decided to leave the low-pressure place of Meng's house. Before leaving, Meng's mother, who had never had a chance to say a few words, also sneaked out for a walk, saying that her wife had fallen asleep and came out for a nap. Say hello.

Without any suspense, it was naturally a loving mother's plea, begging Tian Mi and the others not to take old man Meng's attitude to heart, and to find the murderer who killed Meng Qingwei.

"I really don't have the heart to tell their family that Meng Qingwei is very likely to be suspected of planting bombs on public transportation, causing many casualties." Leaving Meng's house, Tian Mi sighed, "I'm so afraid to see Meng Qingwei's mother like that. The pitiful and sad eyes of a little mouse, and I guess old man Meng will never believe what I say from the mouth of this "girl film", about the things his precious son committed, maybe the two of us will be killed. The broom beat the door out!"

Lu Xiangdong's tense expression loosened a lot after leaving Meng's house, and nodded to Tian Mi: "The situation is much more optimistic than I expected."

(End of this chapter)