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Chapter 85
Chapter 85
Two months later, Jiangcheng.
It has been almost half a year since Shen Zhao left.
For half a year, Song Ling had been searching for Shen Zhao's whereabouts, but there was no clue. If those past events hadn't really happened, she even thought that it was all a dream.
That person never came.
Song Ling stood in front of the office window, looking at the gloomy sky in the sky.
Before you know it, summer has passed, and autumn is coming.
She vaguely remembered that last year, around this time, she and Ah Zhao went to Russia to watch the aurora... At that time, her smile was still beautiful, but it seemed that she would never see it again in her life.
There was a knock on the door from outside the office, pulling back Song Ling's thoughts.
She lowered her long eyelashes lightly, turned around and said lightly, "Come in."
Ji Mingshu came in from outside and said, "Boss."
"What's the matter?" Song Ling asked.
"It's the police station, just called."
Song Ling was stunned for a moment, looked up and asked her, "It's Ah Zhao's case, any news?"
Ji Mingshu: "I didn't say it, I just told you to come over."
Song Ling only thought that there was a clue to the last case. She hurriedly picked up the jacket on the back of the chair and said, "Okay, I'll go over there, you can stay here and let me know if something happens."
"Okay." Ji Mingshu said, sending her out of the office.
Song Ling left, Ji Mingshu went to the bathroom, she just walked to the door, suddenly bumped into Feng Rou, Feng Rou saw her, her expression was panic for a moment, but it was only a moment, fleeting, and soon returned to normal of serenity and composure.
But still Ji Mingshu noticed it.
Ji Mingshu looked into her eyes, which seemed to have just been crying, and there was a vague dampness in them.
"What's wrong?" Ji Mingshu asked in a tentative tone.
Feng Rou met her gaze, she knew that Ji Mingshu was careful, and she was naturally outstanding by being by Song Ling's side for so many years. Feng Rou bent her lips and didn't plan to hide it, she just smiled and said, "It's nothing, water accidentally splashed into your eyes when washing your hands."
Ji Mingshu stared into her eyes lightly, the two looked at each other silently for a few seconds, neither of them said anything, she nodded lightly at her, and stepped over her into the bathroom.
The last time the boss asked her about the blue diamond, she suddenly remembered that in addition to her fingerprints, Feng Rou also knew the password of the office access control system, which she told her when she asked her to take the document.
After a lot of things happened, she forgot about it, and didn't even remember about changing the password.
Other than that, no one can come in and out of the boss's office at will.
But the terminal equipment of the blue diamond was discovered by Shen Zhao. She adjusted the monitoring, but there was an accident one day. On that day, there was a sudden power failure on the top floor, and all monitoring equipment in the office was cut off. In addition, it was the weekend. No one noticed at all.
The estimated time is about that day.
Besides Feng Rou, Ji Mingshu couldn't think of anyone who leaked the news.
But Feng Rou didn't know about the Blue Diamond.
Ji Mingshu stood in front of the sink, staring at his face in the mirror in a trance. She suspected Feng Rou, but she had no motive and no evidence.
Feng Rou is a company that has been advancing for seven years. She was personally selected from the personnel department. Although she is nominally the secretary of the chairman of the Song family, the boss's secretary is not only Feng Rou, but also two other people, but besides her, The other three had no access to private documents and private tokens at all.
Is it her...
Ji Mingshu took a deep breath, feeling a little irritable in his heart.
The phone suddenly rang, it was the secretariat's call.
The office is coming.
Ji Mingshu walked out of the bathroom, and as soon as he walked outside the office door, he saw Xiang Jin.
With a stunned expression, Ji Mingshu walked over and said, "Miss Xiang."
"Where's my sister?" Xiang Jin wore a pink sweater with a high ponytail. She was small in size and looked like a high school student.
Ji Mingshu lowered his eyes and said lightly, "The boss is temporarily out for business."
"Where did you go?"
Ji Mingshu was slightly startled, with a polite smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "The boss didn't let anyone follow me, and I don't know either."
Ji Mingshu lied, of course she knew where the boss went, but the boss probably didn't want Xiang Jin to know about this.
At the beginning, the boss used Shen Zhao as Xiang Jin's stand-in. She knew it, but then things gradually changed direction. In the past six months, how much weight Xiang Jin still has in the boss's heart, the authorities are obsessed with bystanders, maybe she is this Outsiders know better than the boss himself.
Xiang Jin couldn't help but feel a little disappointed that she didn't wait for anyone. She made a light voice and planned to turn around and leave.
Ji Mingshu watched Xiang Jin leave, but she had the advantage that she would never make trouble unreasonably. As long as she said what she said, Xiang Jin still believed it and would not pursue her and question her.
Xiang Jin left and walked towards the elevator. The elevator door opened. A man came out of the elevator on the opposite side. The man's eyes fell on Xiang Jin's face.
Xiang Jin didn't notice him, and walked straight past the man into the elevator. The elevator door gradually closed, blocking the view from the outside.
Xiao Chengye was still standing there in a daze, the face just now appeared in his mind, and he asked in a trance for a while, "Who was that... just now?"
Behind Chi Zhoubai's agent Su Yihan, she said lightly: "Her name is Xiang Jin, she is Song Ling's younger sister, I heard that she also studied ballet, but the artist department has her resume."
When Xiao Chengye heard Su Yihan's words, he was stunned for a moment, then turned around and said to her, "Did she submit a resume to the company?"
Su Yihan saw through Xiao Chengye's thoughts at a glance. This person is lustful, and the female artists in the company's early years have been molested by him more or less. The only one who hasn't gotten started is probably Chi Zhoubai. If it wasn't for Chi Zhoubai who is now abroad, Xiao Chengye would have to have some ideas according to her current abject situation. He chased people for half a year, and he was patient for half a year, and finally the meat flew to his mouth, and he was depressed for a long time.
Su Yihan reminded him: "Don't blame me for not warning you, she is from Song Ling."
Xiao Chengye smiled, "You think I'm afraid of her? Just a joke!"
After that, went straight to the front office.
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Inside the police station, after Song Ling arrived, he registered at the door and entered.
It's the same police comrade last time.
Song Ling walked over and followed into the interrogation room.
The police comrade glanced at her and said in a low voice, "Sit down."
Song Ling only thought it was Shen Zhao's business, and felt a little anxious, so she hurriedly asked, "Hello, comrade police, is there any new progress in that case last time?"
The police turned over the files in their hands, but did not answer her words, but instead asked: "I heard that Miss Song was kidnapped when she was thirteen years old, didn't she?"
Song Ling was stunned, staring blankly at the person opposite, with a slight panic on his face, and then whispered, "Yes."
The police comrade continued: "It's like this, in the investigation of Chen Dayu's case, we accidentally discovered that in the Song's kidnapping case, that is, the suspect who kidnapped you, Chen Shengtang, and Chen Dayu are cousins. In that case, does Miss Song remember any specific things?"
In one sentence, Song Ling was brought back to the past. The dim and damp bungalow, the vulgar man's voice, and the deafening gunshot seemed to be in her ears all at once.
Song Ling's face suddenly turned ugly. It used to be the fear in her heart, the desperate situation on the verge of death, and it was the lingering shadow of her life.
Song Ling lowered her eyelashes. She closed her eyes lightly and tried her best to recall. After a long time of calming down, she gradually said, "That person is a desperado. He had a holiday with my father, and it was a case of extortion." As if remembering something, She suddenly raised her eyes and asked, "What do you mean, the case of Shen Zhao's kidnapping has something to do with me?"
The police comrade laughed, "There is so much connection. Theoretically, Chen Dayu also participated in the Song's kidnapping case, and Chen Shengtang was just a scapegoat. That case was not handled clearly at that time. Fang is also your father, and there was no additional accountability. The police closed the case in a hasty manner at the time. Now they have found out the relationship between Chen Dayu and Chen Shengtang, so I also guessed that the kidnapping case and this case, It is very likely that the same group of forces did it. Of course, there may also be other people behind the murders, and neither of them is the first main messenger."
Song Ling's thoughts were confused. It had been more than ten years, why did it suddenly involve A Zhao again? She thought it was just an ordinary kidnapping case, but now it seems that it is intricate and complicated, and the matter may not be over at all.
The police suddenly asked again: "By the way, do you still remember that the person who kidnapped you wanted your life, or was he just asking for money?"
Song Ling was stunned. She had never thought about this question. She remembered that the man was asking for money. At first, she fell into the hands of the gangster. It was the news from the police that angered him and put her to death. The last shot was clearly the key to killing him with one shot, but it hit Xiang Jin with all his life. She thought more than once, if Xiang Jin hadn't been shot for her, would she still be alive?
There is no answer to such a question, let alone an assumption.
But what is certain is that the man really just asked for money in the beginning.
The policeman asked again, "Are you sure?"
Song Ling looked up at him, wondering what he meant by the sudden question.
The policeman laughed again, "The case back then was full of doubts, and the person in charge had already retired for many years. Now that it is presented, many of the evidences cannot be collected. I heard that a little girl rescued you back then, isn't it?"
Song Ling pursed her lips and said nothing. The policeman looked at her expression and asked, "It's Xiang Jin, right?"
Song Ling's eyes dodged slightly, she lowered her eyelashes and said yes softly.
Policeman: "Last time I asked you if you knew anyone with the word 'jing' in their name. Why didn't you answer me?"
Song Ling was silent again. She looked up at him and said after a while, "Do you doubt Xiang Jin? But she was only nine years old at the time."
The police chuckled, "Have you ever wondered why a nine-year-old girl appeared at the crime scene? She almost arrived at the crime scene together with the police. There was no special approval from the police. It's not allowed to leak. That shot was clearly aimed at you, so why did it hit her in a hurry? The most suspicious thing is that your father's first shot after receiving the extortion letter from the kidnappers Two days later, the police received the news, and the three criminal police sub-districts in Jiangcheng District received reports. The reporters showed that they were all your fathers. I can understand that a father is worried about his daughter's heart. Is he really not afraid of gangsters tearing up votes?"
Song Ling was stunned, her mind was blank, there was something strange in it, she figured out the clues in his words, suddenly raised her head and stared at him, her voice trembling, and asked, "The next day? You said my father was The extortion letter received the day before the police arrived at the crime scene?"
The police looked down at the file records and reconfirmed that it was indeed the next day.
He said, "Yes, it's the next day."
Song Ling's face turned pale, she shook her head slowly, and finally made out a thread, she said in a trance, "Impossible, that extortion letter has been sent out for six or seven days, he couldn't have received it the day before. Arrived?! Impossible!"