The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 429 The Outrageously Wrong Weather Forecast

"It's right to go back to the community, but after going around to the back door of the community, he can go through the community and come out from the main gate again, so that when he is at the main gate of the community, he can choose the opposite direction, which also explains why he delayed so much time." Song Zhen explained.

Xia Lan took a deep breath with difficulty, stretched out her hand to zoom in on the map, pointed to the route on it and said, "20 meters ahead is the fork of the power lane and the passage of the community. System, check now, you should be able to find traces."

"Also, he went to a gas station. This gas station is not too far from the Public Security Bureau. I went there to refuel once. I remember that there seems to be a free automatic car wash service there."

"You mean, he went to wash the car? He's not afraid of being found out?" Qiu Sen was surprised.

"At night, as long as you clean the place where the front of the car hit someone, who cares about the tires? Besides, the car wash is coin-operated." The implication is that no one will look at it.

Compared with the risk of being discovered, this car has to be washed until the daytime, and the risk of being discovered is obviously greater.

Ji Qian couldn't help feeling terrified and anxious, "What if all the blood is washed away? Isn't there no evidence?"

"This, the forensic doctor and the traffic police have solutions, right?" Song Zhen asked Xia Lan and the traffic police.

Xia Lan couldn't help raising her head and looked at Song Zhen, but she didn't even notice that her hands were trembling slightly.

The traffic police next to him immediately said: "Since he hit someone, the vehicle must have fresh wipe marks and dents, and judging from the paint on the deceased, the vehicle still has paint peeling off. He can wash the car this late at night. Will go to fix the car so soon."

The muscles on Xia Lan's face trembled a little. Seeing Song Zhen nodding towards herself, she calmed down a little, and then said, "If there are blood stains attached, the water can only wash off the surface. I can find out through the blood stain test."

Afterwards, she looked at the traffic police and volunteered, "I'll go with you."

"Xia Lan!" Qiu Sen couldn't help grabbing her hand. Finally, seeing Xia Lan's resolute expression, his lips twitched. In the end, he didn't persuade anything, but said, "I'll accompany you."

"Shangguanhong is only suspected, and the remaining three vehicles also need to be investigated." Song Zhen said to the traffic police and civilian police.

"I know, Deputy Captain Song."

"Then you are busy, I will not get involved."

The traffic policeman glanced at the car he had hit into the wall, and couldn't help but say, "Deputy Song, there are insurance companies stationed at the Kuaichu Kuaibei Center, and we are familiar with them, which insurance company is on your car?" , how about I report the crime for you?"

"Don't bother, I took a picture, and I can go out tomorrow." Song Zhen politely rejected the traffic police's kindness.

"Then you have worked hard!" The traffic policeman immediately bowed to him.

"You have worked hard." Song Zhen nodded, then took a deep look at Xia Lan, and then told Qiu Sen, "Take care of her, don't catch a cold so late."

"Sure." Qiu Sen motioned him to rest assured.

Afterwards, Song Zhen took Ji Qian's hand and led her to the car.

Looking at the front of the car whose bumper was bent, Ji Qian couldn't help feeling distressed, but she quickly shrugged, "It's a good thing we didn't run over it, or it was really..."

"What are you thinking, get in the car." Song Zhen couldn't help giving her a shudder, Ji Qian was in pain, and then stuck out her tongue at him.

Sitting in the car, Ji Qian watched Song Zhen turn around, and could not help but lie on the car window and take a last look at the corpse.

Then she raised the car window, looked at the farther and farther scene in the mirror, and couldn't help muttering: "You said that the National People's Congress night, what are you hanging around in these places? It's such a cold weather."

"That's Shen Minrong."

"what?"

Ji Qian only dared to take a few glances just now. Although the corpse was headed towards her, it was upside down, and her eyes almost fell on the blood stains on her abdomen, she didn't pay attention to her face at all, so she heard Song Zhen say that , suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

"Shen Minrong, is that the fat policeman we met in the community for the first time? The one from the Shen family...?"

Ji Qian had a deep impression of Shen Minrong. After the typhoon, at the scene of the death of the old lady, he admired Song Zhen very much, which aroused her curiosity about Song Zhen's identity. At the same time, he almost recognized herself at the time.

Later, because of the Shen family's affairs, she also learned that this Shen Minrong was actually from the Shen family.

"He, why did he appear here? And he didn't hide when he saw the car coming?"

Although Shen Minrong is from the Shen family, he is actually an outlier of the Shen family. He is not so worldly and hateful, and he has never done anything to hurt Song Zhen at all.

Shen Ronghua even said that he was worthless. From his mixed position and initial contact, it can be seen that this is a little person with no ambitions and hatred. Although he is a bit slippery, he is not annoying.

Song Zhen's eyes gradually sank, he and Ji Qian had the same doubts.

Why did Shen Minrong appear here?Although the fatal injury was internal bleeding caused by a wheel running over his abdomen, which looked like an accident, he always felt that everything was not simple.

He couldn't help but think of the "gamestart" prompts he had received repeatedly in England, could it be...

Just thinking about it, the phone rang.

It just rang once, and it sounded like a notification tone for a text message, and he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Just about to slow down and stop, I heard Ji Qian laughing: "It seems to be the weather forecast, sorry, I just saw it when it popped up."

Song Zhen frowned lightly, the weather forecast?
Then I heard Ji Qian's joking voice, "Comrade Song, why are you so old-fashioned, and you still order text messages for the weather forecast, and you can read them directly with your mobile phone."

Song Zhen was also a little puzzled, but he didn't care because he was driving, and at the same time, hearing Ji Qian's laughter, he couldn't help but relax a little, maybe he just thought too much.

After the car drove out of Diandian Lane, it entered Jianjiang Road. Although it took a detour, it was faster than waiting for the police to collect evidence at the scene and transfer the body before releasing it.

Finally, half an hour later, the two returned to the community.

After a lot of tossing, it was already early eleven o'clock, and Ji Qian felt extremely tired.

When the elevator was going up, she basically leaned on Song Zhen's back like a cartilage man.

For some reason, this posture inexplicably made her feel particularly comfortable and at ease.

Song Zhen held her back with one hand, and took out the phone with the other hand to find out the text message just now.

[10250101: The latest weather forecast, continuous ice and snow weather for the next week, temperature -18 ℃, city level [-] wind. 】

"What are you looking at?" Ji Qian couldn't help asking.

"Look at the text message, the weather forecast just now." Song Zhen replied, frowning a little.

He had never subscribed to any weather forecast, and this message...

Just then the elevator arrived, Ji Qian took his hand and poked her head over.

Song Zhen couldn't put away her phone, her movements were too obvious, so she could only let her look at it openly.

"Is this wrong? How could it be snowing in G City? It would be terrible if there were only two snowflakes at most, and it was minus 18 degrees, which is about the same as minus 18 degrees in Kyoto. What's more, it said it was only a first-degree wind! What? Possibly!" From Ji Qian's point of view, the weather forecast was outrageously wrong.

"It must have been sent by mistake." Song Zhen replied casually, then switched hands to avoid Ji Qian's sight, chose to forward, quickly edited a sentence below, and clicked send.

Ji Qian thought he was deleting text messages, but didn't care.

Song Zhen put the phone in his pocket and asked her, "By the way, I'm leaving early tomorrow morning. Shall I help you pack?"

"Really?" Ji Qian stood at the door and looked at him with a smile, then fingerprinted the door of her own room, and said while turning on the light, "Considering that we may come back very late and it is inconvenient to pack our luggage, Ding Brother has gone to Xiaolou's house, come in."

Seeing Song Zhen bent over to change her shoes, she hurriedly shouted, "Wait a minute, I have specially prepared a pair of slippers for you."

She squatted down, opened the door of the shoe cabinet that was far away, and took out two shoe boxes from inside.

"Dang dang dang!" The moment she opened the lid, she also spontaneously equipped with sound effects.

Song Zhen looked down, and inside the box was a pair of cartoon doll slippers for men. As for the doll, it was a portrait of Erha, but luckily it was black and white, not too fancy.

Looking again, she had already opened another box, which corresponded to a pair of ladies' cartoon doll slippers. It turned out to be a little Teddy with a tongue sticking out. It was brownish red and looked very playful.

"When did you buy it?"

Song Zhen couldn't help being curious, she was so busy every day, even if she had that kind of "leisure", she didn't have the time.

"I bought it a long time ago and kept it in Luchuan. This small building came back, did you ask him to bring it to me today? The two cuties were sent to the pet store again, and the only ones who see things are dogs!"

Song Zhen couldn't help laughing, and rubbed her head, but she looked up at him stubbornly, "Does it look good?"

"It looks good." Song Zhen didn't hesitate to praise her.

"Let's go, I invite you to visit my place."

The two houses are just next door, not to mention that the house types are symmetrical, and it's not like Song Zhen hasn't been here before, but it's obviously her secret boudoir that Ji Qian invited him to visit.

At the same time, Qiu Sen received a message from Song Zhen.

(End of this chapter)