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Chapter 162 She is good
Chapter 162 She is good
"Is this Ling Luo's background check?" I asked thoughtfully.
"She married a wealthy foreign businessman when she was 18 or 19 years old, changed her nationality and lived abroad for a long time. Later, her husband died not long ago, and she returned to live in China for more than ten years. Since then, she has not been married and has been living in the mountains. She I donβt like socializing and rarely go out. It is said that I go out several times a year, and the housekeeper Zhuo takes care of everything in life. This Lingluo information is simple and clean, nothing special.β Shi Kun said.
"How did her husband die?" I asked.
"Heart attack." Shi Kun whispered, looking at me in the rearview mirror, "Jiang Liu, what are you suspecting? Do you think there is something wrong with her husband's death?"
I shook my head: "No."
"Then you ask so much!" Shi Kun said with a dark face.
"Isn't it okay to ask?" I curled my lips and gave Shi Kun a blank look. For the sake of Lao Xu's death, I didn't care about Shi Kun, but he was really restless and irritable today, and nothing was pleasing to the eye. Could it be the menopause they humans call it?
"Shi Kun, find someone to investigate her husband's death." Zhu Yan finally spoke after being silent for a long time.
Shi Kun's face was serious, and he glanced at Candle Yan: "Do you think there is a problem?"
"Is there any problem? Check it out first." Zhu Yan said lightly, hugging me tightly as he spoke.
"Okay." Shi Kun nodded, "Anyway, I think she is very strange. She always has an unspeakable evil spirit when she talks and does things. But I have read the information, although it is only a brief summary, but it is mentioned that her husband was in his sixties or seventies at the time. It's not surprising to have a heart attack."
Shi Kun said, wiping the sweat on his forehead with a free hand.
Zhu Yan was silent, his black eyes were filled with a sharp breath, and he seemed to have found something. I narrowed my eyes and stared out the car window, and Ling Luo's face kept flashing before my eyes. After this trip, the sun was setting when we got back to school. Xiao Guo was waiting for us. He had already prepared a record of the people involved in the incident of Zhang Yan jumping off the building. When he saw us, Xiao Guo came up.
"How was the investigation?" Shi Kun asked when he came up.
"It's basically determined to be suicide, 1;148471591054062 Chen's forensic doctor also said the same." Xiao Guo said, "But did you find the motive for her suicide." Speaking of this, Xiao Guo showed an embarrassed expression.
"Have her classmates and friends asked?"
"I've asked, there's nothing suspicious, just one point." Xiao Guo glanced at me, "Someone said that they saw a conflict between the deceased and a girl named Jin Meng in the Ghost Opera Club. I've already asked Jin Meng, she There is an alibi."
Shi Kun frowned, narrowed his eyes and looked at me: "Jiang Liu, what do you think?"
"I saw her for the first time today. She is a friend of Tongxin. You might as well ask Tongxin instead of me. Tongxin knows more. What I can be sure of is that Jin Meng has nothing to do with this." I looked at Shi Kun eyes, said coldly.
Shi Kun took a breath and said nothing.
"Okay, let's wait for the report of the forensic doctor Chen to come out." Shi Kun said harshly, changing the subject, "Have you asked about Tongxin?"
"I have asked. Tong Xin said that she and Zhang Yan are ordinary classmates, they are not good, and they don't know anything." Xiao Guo shrugged, "I have also asked other people, and they say the same thing. They all say that Zhang Yan is mean and not popular. Well, she doesn't have any friends, and very few people know her."
"Let's do this first." Shi Kun handed the document to Xiao Guo, then looked at me and Zhuyan, "Let's go, go to the principal's office to have a look."
Candle Yan nodded, hugged me and left.
"Jiang Liu is going too?" Shi Kun asked.
"Hmm." I glanced at him.
Shi Kun nodded: "Okay, let's go."
I don't know why, but when I came out of the villa, Candle Yan seemed to be contemplative, as if he had been thinking about something. After not walking far, Zhu Yan gave Shi Kun a cold look: "Have you asked someone to check Lingluo and this Zhang Yan?"
"Ah?" Shi Kun couldn't help but be taken aback, "You mean the two of them?"
"right."
"Candle Yan, do you suspect the two of them?" Shi Kun's face was full of disbelief. "What relationship can a lady and a student have? Besides, Zhang Yan's family is out of town, so it's impossible to have a relationship."
"Go check it out, maybe there will be a surprise." Zhu Yan's tone was relaxed, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, looking a little cunning.
Although Shi Kun didn't understand, seeing Zhuyan's insistence, he complied and arranged for someone to investigate the relationship between Lingluo and Zhang Yan.
I looked at the candle flame and thought to myself. The principal received the severed hand, and Zhang Yan committed suicide by jumping off the building. These two things seem to have nothing to do with each other, but maybe as Zhuyan said, maybe they can find out.
"Xiao Liu." Seeing me, Principal Dong Shoufang looked hesitant.
Before he could speak, I glanced at him and said, "You still want to hide it from me? Everyone's broken hands have been given to you. What if something goes wrong? Be careful, I will sue you at Grandpa's place."
"Principal Dong, I think it's better for Xiaoliu to know about this matter, maybe she can help." Zhu Yan's tone was calm. Dong Shoufang smiled helplessly, shook his head at me and let us in.
"Have you offended anyone?" I looked at the principal.
"We checked this and ruled it out." Shi Kun answered.
"What about the ghost? Did you offend the ghost?" I thought for a while.
"Xiao Liu, talk nonsense again." The principal gave me a reproachful look, got up and took out an exquisite snack box from the cabinet, "This is for you, I wanted to call you here, but you came here yourself. This is a previous It was sent by a student, and it is said that it was made by an internationally renowned pastry chef. I will keep it for you, so you can try it.β
I pouted, took the dim sum, and muttered, "Don't worry about the dim sum, let's be more concerned about your severed hand."
"It's nothing." The principal looked at me, "But Xiaoliu will also worry about people. Since he has grown up, I have to call the teacher and ask your grandfather to praise you." The principal said with a smile, as if to Things don't seem to matter much.
"Principal Dong, you should be careful." Zhu Yan's expression was serious.
"I know." The principal sighed, "I understand that this matter can be big or small, but I still hope to handle it in a low-key manner. The school has been in turmoil recently, and another student jumped off the building, alas." The principal looked embarrassed and looked Very helpless.
"We will investigate the matter, you just need to take care of yourself." Shi Kun said.
"Thank you for your hard work." The principal said in a low voice, his eyes were earnest, Shi Kun nodded and fell silent. The principal looked at me, and his eyes fell on the dim sum, "Try it and see if it tastes good."
I didn't speak, I stared at the candle flame, and the candle flame nodded before I started. Seeing this, the principal couldn't help laughing and sighed with emotion: "Yes, finally someone can manage our Xiaoliu, teacher, he won't have to worry about it in the future."
"She's very good." Zhuyan looked at the principal and whispered.
"She's good?" Shi Kun pouted, and immediately said, "If Jiang Liu is good, then there will be no bear children in this world."
I glared at Shi Kun, why does he keep demolishing me! Without speaking, I opened the package with a stern face and saw the dim sum inside the box. I was stunned for a while. I looked up at Zhuyan and then at Lao Dong: "Who gave this to you?"
"Student," the principal said with a smile, "what's the matter?"
"What's your student's name?" I asked while holding the snack box.
"What's the matter, is there a problem?" The principal asked, "Don't you like it?"
"Come on, what's your student's name?" I urged.
"Okay, his name is Fang Bin. After graduating, he went to work abroad and settled in France. This time he returned to China for a business trip. He said he was busy and asked someone to bring snacks. That's what happened." The principal explained, "What's wrong?"
"Yes, what happened to you Jiang Liu?" Shi Kun also asked.
Fang Bin, as I read this name, I was a little puzzled. Instead of answering the principal, I took the dessert that Ayara gave me, opened it, put the two desserts on the table, and waved for them to see for themselves. Shi Kun glanced at it, his face darkened: "How is it the same?"
"Yeah." I nodded, took a piece from the headmaster's box of snacks and tasted it. Unsurprisingly, the taste was the same, and it should have come from the same person.
"This..." The principal frowned.
"Xiao Liu's box of snacks was given by the owner of the broken hand." Zhu Yan's voice was low.
Shi Kun frowned and tasted the dim sum, his face became even more ugly, he whispered, "It tastes the same." Now, he finally found the connection between the principal and Ling Luo, but what he didn't expect was that the connection turned out to be a box of dim sum.
"Principal, can you contact Fang Bin?" Zhuyan stared at the principal and said, "I think he should know something about this."
"Okay." The principal stood up and said, "I'll look for his contact information."
"Chuyan, what do you think this Fang Bin has to do with Ling Luohui?" Shi Kun looked at Zhuyan, holding a snack in his hand, "What does it have to do with that broken hand?" Contemplative, holding the snack for a while, he didn't speak.
"You'll know when you find Fang Bin." Candle Yan replied.
As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Kun's cell phone suddenly rang. He recovered from his thoughts and walked to the side to answer the phone, hung up the phone and looked at us: "Candle Yan, I didn't find any connection between Zhang Yan and Lingluo, it seems that The two things have nothing to do with each other."
"Keep looking." Zhu Yan's black eyes sank, "There must be a connection between the two of them."
Zhuyan said yes, I looked at Zhuyan, and then at Shi Kun, nodding at him: "Look for it."
"Candle Yan, what did you think of?" Shi Kun came up.
"It's nothing, just find the connection between them." Zhu Yan said lightly, without finishing his words, "Call Tong Xin again, and you can ask her in person."
"Childhood?" Shi Kun was puzzled and looked confused.
"I found it." The principal suddenly said, "I found his cell phone number. After he delivered the snacks, I haven't been able to find time to contact him. Yesterday, I asked the secretary to call, but no one seemed to answer." Come over as you speak, and write down the phone number for us.
"You don't need to contact him, we can do this." Zhu Yan said solemnly.
"Okay, I'll leave it to you." The principal exhaled, "Actually, this Fang Bin, I haven't contacted him for a long time, and I haven't seen each other for a long time, but he's down-to-earth, and he often came back a few years ago and took time to visit me every time. , bring some presents, so I didn't think much of it this time."