Solving the Case: My Teacher is Ji Jie

Qin Feng shook his head and couldn't help but smiled bitterly, "To sum up, we still have to find this Cong Lan first." "I think! As long as you find it, you can basically know who the murderer is."

"Well, that's true." Zeng Keqiang and Yang Zhen nodded in unison. (Zhao Hao) Take back the bullets and paper and hand them over to the technical department.

First, I did a test on two things.

Soon, the results came out.

Zha shells are made of ordinary open mountain Zha medicine.

As for that paper.

No ordinary A4 paper, the printer that prints those words should also be a very common variety.

No fingerprints were found on the paper either.

It can be said that the way to find the murderer from the paper is broken.

So ever.

The six groups of people also decided to find Cong Lan first.

The notification of the investigation was sent to the various dispatched suo in Yan City. Let them check whether there is anyone named Cong Lan in the jurisdiction.

After all, the surname Cong is also a small surname.

The whole country adds up to less than [-].

In the city's dispatched suo, with the help of the neighborhood committee.

After five o'clock in the afternoon, I finally found that Cong Lan Liaofeng.

And it's the only one in the city.

It is absolutely impossible to go wrong.

Six groups were dispatched together.

Came to Cong Lan's house.

Railway Community, Building 5, Unit 3, 302.

Chapter 266 Qin Feng's Speculation

Knock on the door.

Soon.

The door opened.

A middle-aged couple appeared behind the door.

Both were in their thirties.

The woman has a ponytail and looks like she is submissive.

And the man's face was not very good.

With that, he was already quite fierce.

There are many pimples on the face caused by pimples.

In a word.

It was as if Qin Feng and others owed him tens of millions.

and.

The sound is also very bad. "Who are you?"

"From the serious crime team." Zeng Keqiang flashed his credentials, "Ask your wife Cong Lan a question." "How do you say? Do you mind if we go in?" Zeng Keqiang looked directly at the middle-aged man.

Don't give in!

"Come in." The middle-aged man took a step back, "I didn't let you in." Although this guy looked very uncomfortable.but……

Solving the case and finding the culprit is the most important thing.

Everything else has to stand aside.

And they didn't break the law.

No one cares about the attitude of this middle-aged man.

Went straight into the house.

Sit down on the sofa in the living room.

Let Cong Lan sit on the sofa opposite.

People were just about to ask questions. 077 A seven- or eight-year-old boy came out of the bedroom.

Rubbing his eyes, he walked into Cong Lan's arms, sleepy eyes. "Mom, I'm hungry."

"Xiaohe, mother will make you a bag of instant noodles."

"Several, I'll make some food for the children first, sorry." Nodding at them.

Cong Lan got up and went to the kitchen.

After a few minutes, the child was arranged.

Cong Lan then walked back to the sofa and sat down.

"What do you want to ask? Hurry up and ask, don't chirp." Before Cong Lan spoke, Cong Lan's husband spoke up again.

One mouth gave people an urge to slap him.

Thinking of such a person here.

It is difficult to ask questions.

Qin Feng turned to look at Cong Lan's husband.

"Please stay away, we are asking about your wife, not you." "What's wrong with asking here?"

Cong Lan's husband gave Qin a bad look. "Is there anything I can't ask here?"

"Could it be that you have to do something shady?" "Hehe..." "Hehe!"

Qin Feng was directly laughed at.

I don't know where this guy got so angry.

Always target your own group.

Is he like this to everyone?

Or only do this to Jing Fang.but……

In Qin Feng's mind, it doesn't matter anymore.

Since you have to do it.

Still can't cure you?

Qi Feng immediately stood up, "Cong Lan, come back to Juli with us and be investigated." "Why? No!"

Cong Lan's husband took a step forward and said firmly. "No?" Qin Feng sneered.

Looking straight into Cong Lan's husband's eyes, he said every word.

"Cong Lan is related to a bombing case. You want to stop us. Could it be that you are an accomplice of the murderer?" "Come, go back with us for investigation."

Qin Feng put a big hat on Cong Lan's husband's head.

Frightened, he subconsciously took two steps back.

"The child needs mother's care, you can ask here, I'll go out." After speaking, Cong Lan's husband turned and left. "It's strange."

"Inexplicably wasting us so long." He glanced at Cong Lan's husband's back unhappily.

Qin Feng turned to look at Cong Lan and took out the piece of paper found at the scene.

Pushed it to the coffee table in front of Cong Lan.

"Look, who do you think would do it?" "Ah!"

See what's on the paper.

Cong Lan's face was shocked.

Looking around.

after awhile.

Cong Lan clenched her fists and said slowly. "Tian Dajiang."

"Tian Dajiang?" Everyone's eyes suddenly showed a strong curiosity. "What is the relationship between Tian Dajiang and you?" "He is my boyfriend."

Cong Lan lowered her head.

"We met at Hasson's side more than ten years ago." "He was in the construction team." "As a result, two people died in one project." "I was sent in and sentenced to eight. (agfc) year.”

"I was twenty-six years old at the time, and I couldn't wait for him to be thirty-four years old, until I was old and beautiful." "I married my current husband."

"How old are you?" Ji Jie asked curiously. "Thirty-four." "Oh?"

Ji Jie smacked her lips, a playful look on her face.

"It was exactly twenty-six eight years ago, so he should have come out almost!" "It's still a wreck, and he's been in jail again." "Haha."

Ji Jie laughed, took the paper over, and pressed her palm on the paper.

"I think it's clear who put the bullets in the mall. It can't be clearer." "Cong Lan, I hope you can help us." "We'll meet with Tian Dajiang tomorrow."

"Don't worry, we will ensure your safety." "No..." Cong Lan shook her head. "Why can't it work?"

Zeng Keqiang anxiously tapped the table several times. "We guarantee your safety [-] percent!"

"All you have to do is lead him out, and we'll do it within a dozen meters of him." "In short, it won't work." Cong Lan was very determined.

Shaked his head again. "Don't think about it."

"I'm not going to do that."

"What I should tell you, I have already said it without a word. Now please leave."

Cong Lan got up and made a gesture toward the door.