Seeing the crime scene flashbacks made me the darling of the police station.

Chapter 122 The person has been found, but
"My parents supported many investment projects in Jiangcheng back then, and after the incident, the higher authorities took it very seriously. But..."

Lu Zhishen was silent for a moment, then wiped his fingers red with a tissue.

But he didn't stop moving.

“It would be better not to care,” Lu Zhishen said. “I’m thirteen years old. They don’t listen to anything I say, no one believes me, and I can’t do anything.”

"Then Captain Kang Ting?" Su Miaoyi asked.

“He saw that I was all alone and pitiful, so he would occasionally come to my house to check on me,” Lu Zhishen said.

He did not say how Contin viewed his family's case.

Su Miaoyi didn't ask.

Lu Zhishen looked up at her: "You saw the scene, didn't you?"

Su Miaoyi's lips moved slightly.

“It’s alright, go ahead and say it,” Lu Zhishen said. “It’s been so many years, I’m not that fragile.”

Su Miaoyi thought for a moment and said, "This is what I saw from your mother's perspective."

"Hmm." Lu Zhishen listened quietly.

Su Miaoyi said, "At the very beginning, your mother carried a fruit platter and pushed open the door to your study. When she went in, she saw the murderer and your father standing by the study window."

"Your father was pinned to the window by the murderer. Your mother went in and was startled; she tried to scream but couldn't."

"The noise of the door opening may have attracted the murderer's attention, and the murderer turned his head. Your father shouted, 'Xiaojin, run!'"

Su Miaoyi paused for a moment: "Then the murderer grabbed his clothes around his waist and threw him out the window. Your mother saw your father fall and ran towards the window. The murderer took a rope from his person."

Su Miaoyi couldn't continue speaking.

She saw the murderer take a rope and strangle his mother.

Above the balcony of his study is a horizontal bar for hanging a swing.

The murderer hung the rope up there and strangled her, suspending her in mid-air.

Before she was hung up, she struggled and managed to grab the mask covering the murderer's face.

Then the murderer stood there, looking up at her as she struggled.

Until she closed her eyes.

Then Su Miaoyi withdrew from the scene.

Lu Zhishen said, "The housekeeper said that my mother was hanging from the swing bar on the balcony. The swing had been dismantled and thrown aside at some point. And there was a stool that had been kicked over under my mother's feet."

"Police said that the angle at which the stool fell over and the ligature marks on the neck both suggest suicide."

“In the scene I saw, the swing was still there, and there were no chairs around,” Su Miaoyi said. “The murderer set it up later.”

The fingerprints on the sleeping pill bottle may have been left at that time.

Then the murderer went to find Lu Zhishen.

"Did anyone try to harm you later?" Su Miaoyi asked.

Lu Zhishen shook his head: "It's pointless to kill someone who poses no threat; killing them would only attract attention."

Su Miaoyi sat opposite him, looking at his hand. She stood up and grasped his wrist: "Stop rubbing it, it's going to bleed."

My fingers, which were originally pale, were about to bleed from being wiped with a tissue.

Lu Zhishen paused, then threw away the tissue in his hand.

Su Miaoyi released his wrist and sat back down.

“I think the killer looks quite skilled,” she said.

“Really?” Lu Zhishen said, “My dad can be described as a weak scholar. He went into business because my maternal grandfather’s family had been in business for generations. After he married my mom, he followed my grandfather into business. My mom used to say that my dad carrying her while running was already the limit of his physical strength. If the murderer was skilled, he wouldn’t have had any chance to resist.”

Su Miaoyi's eyes also felt a little swollen.

She could always sense from his words that he once had a very warm home.

His parents loved each other and loved him very much.

And his parents must be very gentle.

Therefore, beneath Lu Zhishen's melancholy and indifferent exterior lies gentleness.

“My maternal grandparents only had one daughter, my mother. They had her late in life. When I was ten years old, the two of them fell asleep one day and never woke up. They passed away together.” Lu Zhishen slowly exhaled. “My mother inherited the family business, and my father helped my mother manage the business.”

Su Miaoyi's lips moved, but she didn't know how to comfort her.

Lu Zhishen kept his head down, but after a while, he looked up at the doorway.

Su Miaoyi said, "The portrait is very similar; matching shouldn't take much time."

"Mm," Lu Zhishen responded.

After a while, Zhuang Yanzheng came over.

Lu Zhishen looked at him.

Zhuang Yanzheng said, "The person has been found." Lu Zhishen didn't react, and Zhuang Yanzheng's tone seemed off. So he was waiting for the "but" that followed.

“But the person is dead,” Zhuang Yanzheng said.

Su Miaoyi frowned.

Lu Zhishen slowly lowered his gaze.

Su Miaoyi looked at him and saw that he didn't react much.

Zhuang Yanzheng sat down and said, "Captain Kang said he saw this person around Jiang Yaozu. He just checked in Jiangcheng and his name is Zheng Hui. He's forty years old this year. His parents are both abroad, but he hasn't been in contact with them. They didn't come back when Zheng Hui died."

“Fengjiang Group,” Lu Zhishen said calmly.

Jiang Yaozu is Jiang Junrui's father.

Su Miaoyi looked at him.

His reaction was too bland.

There's a kind of listlessness, a lack of energy to react at all.

He always had someone he suspected.

There is simply no evidence to support this claim.

"How long has he been dead?" Lu Zhishen asked.

“Three years,” Zhuang Yanzheng said.

"Could it be that he died soon after being seen by Captain Kang?" Lu Zhishen asked.

Zhuang Yanzheng: "Mm."

Su Miaoyi asked, "What was the cause of death?"

“A car accident,” Zhuang Yanzheng said. “The car crashed into a tree and caught fire. He was burned to death inside.”

Lu Zhishen did not speak.

Su Miaoyi clicked her tongue inwardly.

Jiang Yaozu is a suspect.

But this case has been going on for more than a decade.

So far, only one of the perpetrators from back then has been found.

But the murderer is dead.

There is no other evidence pointing to this.

Things took another turn for the worse here.

Lu Zhishen sat on the sofa without saying a word.

The redness in my eyes hasn't faded yet.

But she managed to calm herself down.

"Captain Kang means that we shouldn't alert the enemy without solid evidence," Zhuang Yanzheng said. "He's worried about your safety."

Lu Zhishen nodded: "I know."

"Is Zheng Hui really dead?" Su Miaoyi finally voiced her doubts.

Neither Zhuang Yanzheng nor Lu Zhishen spoke.

They both shared the same suspicions.

“A charred corpse, and Zheng Hui’s parents are not in Jiangcheng, so we can’t compare their DNA. How can we be sure it’s him?” Su Miaoyi asked.

“I even suspect that his information is fake,” she said.

“Finding him is the key,” Lu Zhishen said.

"If he faked his death, where would he be?" Zhuang Yanzheng looked at the two of them. He already knew the answer, but he still asked them.

“I don’t know where he is, but he will definitely be in contact with Jiang Yaozu,” Lu Zhishen said.

“Those who are reluctant to give up will definitely use it again,” Su Miaoyi said.

"I'll contact Captain Kang." Zhuang Yanzheng stood up.

Lu Zhishen also stood up: "I'll go with you."

　I'll stick to two chapters today.

　　The next chapter needs major revisions.

　　Let's send them together with tomorrow's.

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