I Can See The Murderer

Chapter 305

“Then do you know exactly what the argument was about?”

“How can I know this?” Zhang Cuihua tightened her clothes tightly, moved her body back a bit, and looked at Zhou Ze with an innocent look: “Every family has scriptures that are hard to recite. This kind of housework, as an outsider , Who will care?”

“That’s what I said.” Zhou Ze rubbed his chin and calculated, it seems that the problem is still with Yang Pingping.

Just as they were about to leave, Zhang Cuihua held Zhou Ze again: “By the way, I suddenly remembered one thing, which is also about the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.”

“You said.” The more clues they know, the more helpful it will be for them to decide the case.

“Yang Zhigang’s father is a door-to-door son-in-law, so Yang Zhigang is his mother’s surname. In their home, not only does the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law have a bad relationship, Yang Pingping has a bad relationship with her husband. After so many years of marriage, he has been guilty of suffering in the family. Yang Zhigang is a child. He has a kind-hearted nature and has been following Yang Pingping’s arrangements for so many years regardless of major or minor matters. But with regard to the marriage, he became the master, and it ended up like this!”

Zhang Cuihua shook her head regretfully: “On the few days after Yang Zhi’s accident, Yang Pingping complained to Qi Xiaoyun like she was crazy, saying that she killed her son, but for some reason, after two days of quarreling, Yang Pingping suddenly changed her temper. It is troublesome to come to Qi Xiaoyun, but instead he takes care of Qi Xiaoyun every day.”

“Didn’t it mean that Qi Xiaoyun had a miscarriage? Was it because of the miscarriage that Yang Pingping felt relieved?”

“Why?” Zhang Cuihua stomped: “On the day of Yang Zhigang’s accident, Qi Xiaoyun had a miscarriage. He went home after staying in the hospital for two days. She was too weak and Yang Pingping kept arguing with her. Otherwise, how could I find this ~ the change is strange. Woolen cloth?”

Zhou Ze nodded: “Okay, Auntie, I know all these things, we will investigate carefully, and Qi Xiaoyun will be fair!”

Leaving Zhang Cuihua’s house, Zhou Ze and Geng Qing returned to Qi Xiaoyun’s residence and found that Yang Ping-Ping had disappeared.

They hadn’t noticed Yang Pingping since the accident at Zhang Cuihua’s house. Her sudden disappearance at the moment attracted the attention of the two: “Geng Qing, immediately go to Yang Pingping, this is not easy, we must not let her go.”

“Okay.” Geng Qing responded with a serious face. But as soon as he walked to the door, he stopped and pointed at the door: “Brother Zhou, she is back.”

When Zhou Ze walked to the door, he saw Yang Pingping put on a white dress with a stack of paper money in her hand.

She looked haggard and her eyes were bloodshot, “Comrade Police, I’m so sorry. Although Xiaoyun has just died, I still think she can walk more decently, so I went back and changed clothes and got some paper money… Comrade police, can I go in and burn some for Xiaoyun?”

“No.” Zhou Ze decisively refused her request: “The case has just been investigated. Qi Xiaoyun’s home is the first scene of the incident. It should be sealed off and no one, including family members, should be allowed in or out. If you want to burn paper, go outside. .”

Yang Pingping didn’t get entangled either. She turned dejectedly and walked to the top of the stairs. She lit the paper money on the spot and burned it. As she burned it, she said, “Xiaoyun, mom knows you have Xiaozhi in your heart. If you can’t pass this hurdle, you can’t do that Be cruel, just leave my mother alone…Xiaoyun, how do you let my mother live in the future! You just take me away!”

Zhou Ze put his hands in his trouser pockets, watching her mutter for a moment, then turned his head and whispered to Geng Qing: “Let Zheng Yanran come over and search Qi Xiaoyun’s home.”

Zhou Ze scratched his head and began to work on haircuts. He and Geng Qing began to search every household. Although Qi Xiaoyun’s home was confirmed, they were delayed by Yang Pingping and Zhang Cuihua, and the other people in the first and second teams have not been notified.

Zheng Yanran quickly led the team upstairs to search.

Seeing so many policemen, Yang Pingping not only didn’t respond, but as if she hadn’t seen it, she continued to kneel on the ground and burn the paper.

Zhou Ze patted Geng Qing on the shoulder: “You are staring at Yang Pingping here, I’ll go in and check it out.”

“good.”

Just now, it’s almost time to see the living room. This time Zhou Ze went directly to the master bedroom. The master bedroom didn’t smell of burning paper money, but a fragrance was still permeating the air.

On the dressing table, all kinds of precious cosmetics were placed. Zhou Ze picked up the perfume bottles and tried them out. He was sure that the smell in the bedroom originated from perfume.

Judging from the decoration of the house and the cause of Yang Zhigang’s death, their economy should not be so rich. Although Zhou Ze doesn’t understand cosmetics, he can guess by looking at the outer packaging. It should be very valuable.

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He said that Zheng Yanran called, and tapped his finger on the table: “You are a woman, and you should know cosmetics well. Help me figure out what the prices are on the table.”

Immediately, Zhou Ze walked to the closet and opened it, and the various bags inside came into view. Zhou Ze’s eyes widened and he couldn’t help sighing, “Good fellow, it’s so spectacular.”

Although he could not distinguish the brands of cosmetics, he was unfamiliar with the signs on these bags. What Dior, Chanel, Hermes, Prada, everything.

After a rough calculation, there are more than 20 brand-name bags alone, and there are many other bags that do not recognize the brand.

He once again called Zheng Yanran to his side: “In addition to the cosmetics on the dressing table, the bags in the closet, and the clothes, also calculate the price.”

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After that, he called Zhou Xiaoyu: “You can go back to the police station and check the information of Yang Zhigang and Qi Xiaoyun to see where they work, their monthly salary, and the deposits in the bank card and the recent consumption records of the mall. Check it out.”

“Okay Brother Zhou, I’ll do it right away.”

Zheng Yanran leaned against the closet, with her hands wrapped around her chest: “Zhou Ze, what are your purposes for investigating these? Is it possible that you think this is not a simple suicide case, but a murder case?”

Zhou Ze shook his head: “I’m not sure yet, let’s check it out first.”

Zheng Yanran has long been accustomed to Zhou Ze’s attitude of hiding and pinching. She didn’t ask any more, just waiting for Zhou Ze’s answer.

Zhou Ze turned his gaze, and suddenly saw a dropped data cable under the TV cabinet. The data cable was still venting black.

He put on his gloves and walked to the TV cabinet to pick it up and take a closer look.

Judging from the shape of the plug on the data cable, it is connected to the TV and the audio, but this cable is completely dropped to the ground, not only is not connected to the TV, nor is it connected to the audio.

The data cable is clean, but not brand new. It should have been used recently. But on the other hand, the data cables on TV sets and speakers are all distributed with varying degrees of dust.

Zhou Ze had an answer vaguely in his heart. He sneered and murmured, “This is really not an ordinary suicide case, but a murder.”

The deaths of Yang Pingping and Qi Xiaoyun are inextricably linked! NS.