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Chapter 29 Sima Ping's Memorial Service

After Lin Hua walked out of the meeting room, Cheng Feng immediately told Tian Yang: "Let people pay attention to Lin Hua's movements."

"You suspect Lin Hua?" Jia Yi, who was full of the case, had already forgotten the conflict with Cheng Feng at this moment, and was focused on discussing the case clearly.

"You have a different opinion?"

"Of course." Without hiding his own thoughts, Jiayi confided the judgment in his heart: "First, I think that Lin Hua's relationship with Sima Ping and Lin Lili should be unaware, otherwise he wouldn't be the moment he saw the photo. The blood pressure rises and the emotions are so agitated. Even if people's expressions and gestures can be disguised, the blood pressure is controlled by emotions! If he didn't know it before, it would be impossible to commit murder deliberately; second, Lin Hua belongs to the type with a violent temper , if this type of person engages in crimes, the method they choose is usually relatively straightforward, and the way Sima Ping was killed does not match Lin Hua's personality traits."

"However, when Lin Lili was asked whether her father knew about her relationship with Sima Ping, she panicked. Doesn't this explain something?" Tian Yang asked.

"I think Lin Lili's nervousness is due to Lin Hua's personality disorder for so many years. From the conversation just now, it can be seen that Lin Hua has always had a heart knot about his wife's betrayal, so no matter how much he loves Lin Lili, When it comes to the relationship between men and women, she immediately feels like an enemy, and Lin Lili must have suffered enough in this area, so she is panicked." After talking, Jiayi thought of something: "By the way, I think Lin Lili It's a little weird. When she saw the handwriting on the back of the photo, she clearly guessed about the writer, and through her refutation of Cheng Feng's raised voice and rhetorical questions, she was trying to cover up. Who is the person who intimidated Sima Ping, it should not be completely without judgment."

"Niuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" Tian Yang gave Jiayi a thumbs up: "Okay Jiayi, Jiayi! Criminal psychology is really not in vain. A single expression or a word has not escaped your discernment!"

"That being said," Cheng Feng interrupted Tian Yang's praise: "The theoretical judgments in those books alone can't explain the problem. Without evidence, there is no right to speak. Lin Hua is familiar with Sima Ping's drug taboos, and Sima Ping was killed. No one can confirm his actions within the possible time period, and if he knew about the relationship between Lin Lili and Sima Ping in advance, then he has enough motives to commit the crime. Although we have no evidence to prove that he is the murderer, but Still need to pay attention.”

Tian Yang nodded again and again: "That's true, any suspicious person can't be let go casually. But when it comes to drug taboos, this Lin Lili is really careless enough, shouldn't other girls be careful about their boyfriends when they are in love? She's fine, she knows that Sima Ping has a taboo request, good guy, she almost murdered her boyfriend with cheese!"

Tian Yang was still feeling emotional, but Cheng Feng noticed that Jia Yi frequently checked the time: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"Oh, I received a notice yesterday that there will be Sima Ping's memorial service at 1 o'clock this afternoon."

"Are you going to participate?"

"Well," Jiayi nodded: "After all, we are neighbors, so we should send him off for the last time."

"Then let's go with you!"

Jiayi thought for a while: "Alright, then let's start as soon as possible, there are still four or ten minutes to start."

Because he remembered the Sima Ping memorial service, Jiayi deliberately wore a black dress when he went out in the morning, while Cheng Feng and Tian Yang were dressed in police uniforms, which was already solemn enough, so the three of them left the radio station and went straight to the memorial service away from the scene.

When we arrived at the memorial service site, it was only 12:40, and the memorial service had not yet started, but many of Sima Ping’s former relatives, friends and colleagues had already arrived. Everyone looked sad, or a few people talked in low voices, and the atmosphere was solemn and peaceful. muffled.

With sharp eyes, Jiayi saw that Shen Rou was sitting in the first row, wearing a black dress, with a small white flower on her hair, and her face was pale. Beside her were two haggard-looking old men, who seemed to be Sima Ping's parents. up.

Surrounded by white chrysanthemums, Sima Ping's portrait was placed in the middle of the mourning hall.In the photo, Sima Ping looked radiant and radiant.Looking at the portrait, Jiayi felt a pang of sadness in his heart, the fragility of life, which made people sad, the person who was alive not long ago and greeted him every day, now, has been separated from Yin and Yang.

Shen Rou looked back by chance and saw Jia Yi and Cheng Feng coming, she hurriedly pulled the old couple beside her to stand up and greet them.

"Uncle, aunt, these are the police officers in charge of Aping's case!" Shen Rou introduced Cheng Feng and others to Sima Ping's parents.

Sima Ping's mother grabbed Cheng Feng's hand and said, "Comrade, we must find the murderer who killed my family, A Ping! My son can't die for no apparent reason!" She cried until she couldn't control herself.

Sima Ping's father is a pedantic old man. Seeing his wife was heartbroken, he held his wife's shoulders distressedly, and comforted him: "You can't come back to life after death, and it's useless if you do this. Be confident, comrades in the police will definitely solve the case and arrest you." To the murderer!"

"Yes, Auntie, you have to have confidence in us, be strong, and watch us bring the murderer to justice!" Tian Yang couldn't bear the old man crying so heartbroken, so he hurriedly offered words of comfort.

Jiayi looked at the indelible sadness in the eyes of the two old men, feeling sore and unbearable, and took a peek at Cheng Feng who was beside him. Although he was calm, the corners of his eyes were already moist.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Jiayi and others comforted Sima Ping's parents with kind words, and after letting Shen Rou help the old man leave, they also found a suitable place and waited for the memorial service to start.

"Simaping's mother and father are so pitiful. It is such a shock and torture for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person! We are also human beings. Compared with them, we are so happy!" Jiayi sighed sadly.

Tian Yang sighed: "Jia Yi, you don't know, more than three years ago, Brother Feng almost lay in front of him for people to look up to."

"Tian Yang, this joke is too big!" Jia Yi glared at Tian Yang dissatisfied, no matter how much he jokes and jokes, he still has to be measured!

Tian Yang smiled wryly: "I knew you wouldn't believe it. It's true. At that time, Brother Feng was shot when he was arresting the fugitive. He rolled down the hillside and lost 3000cc of blood. If it wasn't for the timely blood transfusion, he probably would have died. But Brother Feng was still in a deep coma for a long time. At that time, the doctor told us that the family members should be mentally prepared for the funeral. At that time, the situation of Brother Feng's parents was no better than that of Sima Ping's parents. Brother Feng is out of danger and wakes up, otherwise..."

"Okay, what happened in the past, why mention it." Cheng Feng calmly interrupted Tian Yang's narration, saw Jia Yi looking at him with a pale face, and smiled indifferently: "Miss, what are you talking about?" What a face, as if I saw a ghost."

"You have experienced such a terrible thing! If Tian Yang didn't tell me, I wouldn't even know."

"What do you say?" Cheng Feng looked away: "Since I have chosen this line of work, these are what I have to bear."

Jiayi didn't speak, but just quietly looked at Cheng Feng's expressionless dark face. In the past, he always felt that this black-faced god was too cold and hard-spoken, but he ignored the danger his profession brought him. .Looking at this black face now, I can't help but feel a little reverence.

At this moment, the door of the memorial hall was pushed open, just as the ceremony was about to come.

A tall woman in black came in and walked straight forward.

When Jiayi saw her, he couldn't help crying in his heart.

At this time, her appearance seemed to have no other meaning other than trouble.

(End of this chapter)