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Xu Chunhua nodded slightly, and looked at Fang Ze a few more times.

That's right, if you don't have two brushes, at this age, you really can't be the captain of the Yangcheng criminal police team.

Xu Chunhua will not deny the objective facts.

Graduated from Yangcheng University, Xu Chunhua's three views are quite positive.

At this time, Xu Chunhua took a deep breath and said, "Captain Fang, if you have any questions, just ask."

"As long as I can remember, I will tell you."

Fang Ze nodded: "Thank you."

"I remember you were there when I was identified at the police station."

Mentioning this matter, Xu Chunhua shook his hands.

It seemed that the scene from that year, revisited at this moment, still left her with lingering fears.

After relaxing for a while, Xu Chunhua nodded and said, "That's right."

"I was the head of the dormitory back then. After seeing the body identification notice in the newspaper, I went to the police station with other people in the dormitory."

"I saw a scene at the police station afterwards, which I will never forget in my life."

At that time, after Xu Chunhua came to the Yangcheng City Bureau, he was taken to a room. This novel was published by "Dragon"

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The room is very clean, without any 053 **** smell.

But the visual impact made Xu Chunhua at that time almost faint from fright.

The table is full of corpse fragments, fingers, toes, internal organs, and even blurry heads! And, intact clothes.

She remembered very clearly that when Diao Aixin disappeared, she was wearing a red coat.

In addition, Xu Chunhua and Diao Aixin have a very good relationship, so she recognized them immediately.

Not to mention, the criminal police even let her observe the head carefully! Think about it, a college student went to the morgue to observe a dark head at close range! What kind of psychological shock was this to Xu Chunhua .

The result is: it is confirmed that the deceased is Diao Aixin.

Xu Chunhua has a very deep memory of that scene.

The details are very clear.

After listening, even Luo Bixin felt his scalp go numb.

That kind of scene can be imagined.

Fang Ze nodded silently.

After giving Xu Chunhua some time to calm down, Fang Ze continued to ask, "I want to ask, did Diao Aixin have a boyfriend at that time?"

"Or in other words, male friends who get closer."

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Chapter 232 Writer? Oral discs? 【2】

"No boyfriend."

Xu Chunhua said with certainty.

"As for male friends"

She frowned and thought for a while, then said: "I seem to have heard her mention it once, saying that she met someone."

"Ok"

Fang Ze frowned and waited quietly.

"Oh yes, I said I met a writer."

"That's right, it's a writer."

Xu Chunhua said.

"writer"

Fang Ze was thoughtful.

This information was not recorded in the dossier of that year.

Only things that are highly related to the case will appear on the case file.

This is also one of the reasons why Fang Ze needs to revisit one by one.

The writer Xu Chunhua mentioned caught Fang Ze's attention.

"What kind of writer, do you know the name?"

Xu Chunhua shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"I heard Diao Aixin mention it when we were chatting. We were quite envious at that time."

"It's something worth showing off to know a writer."

Fang Ze nodded.

In that era, the profession of writer was quite respected.

If it is a young writer, it is easier to arouse the favor of female students.

According to the general logic of handling cases, the person Xu Chunhua mentioned should be listed as a key investigation target.

After all, Diao Aixin's circle of friends is very simple, and anyone who has come into contact with her cannot be missed.

It's a pity that the other party doesn't know the specific information at all.

And it's not in the file either, probably nothing was found.

While Fang Ze was contemplating, Luo Bixin said, "Ms. Xu, didn't the police investigate this so-called writer at the time?"

Xu Chunhua shook his head again and said, "I don't know if there is an investigation or not. Anyway, there is no result."

Luo Bixin remained silent.

If the occupation is clear, it is relatively simple to check.

At that time, the Yangcheng criminal police team would not ignore such important clues.

Then there is only one possibility: everyone has been cleared of suspicion.

Luo Bixin looked at Fang Ze.

"What are you thinking"

Fang Ze came back to his senses, and said, "I was thinking about the medium I mentioned to you before."

"Medium"

"Oh yes, you said it at the train station."

"Ok."

Fang Ze nodded, and said: My best guess is that Diao Aixin definitely stayed in Penghai."

"But the Yangcheng police at that time did not think of this."

"They only investigated Yangcheng's house, so what about Penghai's house?"

Luo Bixin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "You don't mean to check Penghai, right? That's a lot of work, and you need human support."

Fang Ze said: "Let's not talk about this first."

Then, he looked at Xu Chunhua and said, "Ms. Xu, besides this writer, is there anyone else?"

Xu Chunhua shook his head: "I don't know about the others, I only heard Diao Aixin mention this one."

Fang Ze nodded.

After thinking for a while, he continued to ask: "I remember that time, it should be the era when pop music was very bright."

"That's right."

Xu Chunhua said, "At that time, many well-known singers appeared, represented by Zhou Jiewen from Nantai Island, and there were many stars gathered."

"Almost every few days, there will be

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There are new songs appearing, which are very popular."

"Even now, those songs are still catchy and full of memories."

Having said that, Xu Chunhua smiled, as if he missed the past very much.

For those born in the 1980s and 1990s, the period from 2000 to 2008 was the pinnacle of the Chinese music scene.

In the streets and alleys, pop music is playing.

People born in that era, in some respects, have to be said to be lucky.

Fang Ze didn't think about these things, but about the media.

Although Diao Aixin is introverted, like all girls, she likes music.

From this point of view, she probably knows the relevant people, and she won't be wary.

Thinking of this, Fang Ze said: "How did you listen to music at that time?"

Xu Chunhua smiled and said, "It's not as good as it is now. The Internet age is much more convenient."

"At that time, it basically relied on tapes and LPs."

"The tapes are the main ones. The CDs are a bit expensive, and the playback equipment is rare, but the sound quality is relatively clearer."

This question made Luo Bixin seem to think of something.

She said at the right time: "If you have this condition, you can get in touch with CDs and exchange music. Diao Aixin probably won't refuse."

Hearing these words, Xu Chunhua froze for a moment, nodded and said, "Of course not."

"At that time, it was very difficult for us to be able to hear the songs on the CD, especially for poor families."

Luo Bixin looked at Fang Ze.

She understood Fang Ze's question.

There is such a possibility that Diao Aixin got to know someone in Penghai through playing Dish.

But this person, no one knows.

And it is very likely that they are also music lovers, businessmen who sell CDs are not excluded.

Fang Ze didn't ask any more questions.

He glanced at the room, and suddenly said, "Ms. Xu, your house seems to lack one color."

This question made Xu Chunhua's expression unnatural.

She nodded, and said helplessly: "I already have a psychological shadow, and I don't want to see red."

Fang Ze hummed, but didn't care.