Miss Biao is Always Busy! [Quick Transmigration]

Junzishu knew that Liu Qianqian's smile was hiding something else. This girl, who had been so clumsy acting from the beginning, actually hid it so deeply.

But even if you understand something in series, even if you know whether it is passive or active, it doesn't make sense.

Junzishu sent someone to the place Liu Qianqian said, and indeed found a wooden box with a head in that place.

Regarding the love and hatred of these two people, Jun Zishu didn't want to pay attention to it. At present, there are things that make her more headaches.

How did the murderer know these two people who don't seem to be related? Chen Yang is fortunate to say, after all, they are a bastard. Looking at him like that, I don't know what to do, but what about Tan Linlin?

Tan Linlin was almost at school except for her part-time work during the winter and summer vacations. How did the murderer know her situation? How do you know if she is short of money when she goes back to the station?

This is definitely not something that can be done in half a month.

This means that perhaps the murderer has noticed Tan Linlin from a long time ago. How long was that, and through what channels?

In the second sentence, the place where the corpse is placed is more obvious than that of the first corpse, so in these days, public opinion is already reporting.

Fortunately, it did not cause any panic in a small area. Jun Zishu was thankful that no one had disclosed the information of the first corpse.

Public opinion is like a double-edged sword, and Jun Zishu dare not use it lightly.

Jun Zishu is still not sure whether the suspect's act of exposing himself to the surveillance camera was a last resort or purpose.

The surveillance on the bus showed that the suspect and Tan Linlin got off when they arrived at Baisong Station.

As soon as Jun Zishu obtained that piece of video information, he sent people to monitor the intersections at Baisong Station where they might be photographed. The suspect seemed to be very familiar with the traffic lanes in this city and got off the bus. Soon after, after passing through a few intersections, it disappeared in a place that was not monitored.

Although the weather is cold, the heart of Jun Zi Shu is like a fire.

One day, she found that Jiang Yinshuang, who had been following her, had not come back very late.

Jun Zi Shu was sitting on the balcony with an unlit cigarette in his finger.

Jiang Yinshuang didn't actually follow her for long. It wasn't until she first met now, but it was only a month or two, but Jiang Yinshuang has been with her all the time, as if we were getting along for a long time.

Suddenly missing Jiang Yinshuang's trace, Jun Zishu realized that there was no other way to find her. After all, she was a supernatural and unreasonable existence, and Xiao Huaxian could not find her.

Jiang Yinshuang went home very late and walked through the wall dejectedly. When he got home, he found the figure sitting on the balcony.

Although the figure of Jun Zi Shu was hidden in the dark and did not make a sound, her perception ability was very good, knowing that it must be Jun Zi Shu sitting there.

"Have you not slept so late?"

Jiang Yinshuang was eating on the balcony, looking at the gentleman book sitting on the chair.

"Where did you go?"

The sudden light of fire illuminates the eyes of Jun Zi Shu in the darkness, and the cigarette between his fingers is scarlet.

She raised her eyes, playing with a lighter in her hand.

"Go out and stroll around and see if you can come across some clues. It's better than staying at home and doing nothing. Even if the possibility is slim, I want to try it for you. Do something," Jiang Yinshuang looked at Junzishu and swallowed, "Are you angry?"

"No."

Junzishu denied it, took a puff of smoke, and spit out the smoke.

In fact, it was not anger in her heart, but a kind of unprovoked irritability that she didn't know. She knew that her emotions were out of control, but she didn't know why it happened. It was not like her style. It won't look like this.

There is no need to worry about a person's situation at all.

Junzishu knew that instead of thinking about where Jiang Yinshuang had gone, he was worried in his heart whether Jiang Yinshuang had disappeared, or that she hadn't disappeared, but she couldn't see her anymore.

If she was the previous one, she would probably be more fortunate that this situation has occurred, as if the derailment situation is back on track, she should continue to develop as she expected, but when this situation really comes, she feels it My mood doesn't seem so good.

I am used to company. I am used to having someone greet her with a smiling face every day when she comes home from get off work. One person will cook delicious food for her when she is hungry, and will take care of dirty dishes for her after a meal.

No obligation, gratuitous care.

Especially in this environment that made her feel a little breathless, the precise procedures of self-manipulation seemed to have changed a little.

"Are you still worrying about the case?"

"Ok."

"My luck may not be very good tonight. I found nothing and found no clues."

"this is normal."

"Stop smoking, smoking is bad for your health."

Jiang Yinshuang raised his hand, took the cigarette from Jun Zishu's hand, and crushed it in the ashtray.

"it is good."

Looking at the cigarette that suddenly disappeared in his hand, Jun Zi Shu could only come and reply in time.

It seems that the persistent investigation has yielded results, and Jun Zishu quickly discovered a more important point.

Chen Yang's former girlfriend lives in Anhe Community.

Anhe Community is the residential area behind the place where Chen Yang's body was found, and where the informant who discovered Chen Yang's body, Liao Ying lives.

The relevance of the matter seems to have returned to the original more important point. Jun Zishu did not delay, and immediately took Yang Tianxiao and Wang Duoduo to the place where Chen Yang's ex-girlfriend lived.

Even if it's just a clue, you can't give up.

"Boss, Chen Yang's ex-girlfriend is called Dong Hong, and it's quite unclean. He has been in several games."

On the way here, Wang Duoduo briefly told Jun Zishu about Dong Hong's situation.

When Jun Zishu knocked on the door, Dong Hong didn't seem to wake up yet.

"Who, it's annoying to knock on the door early in the morning."

Dong Hong yawned. It was already a relatively cold season. When she opened the door, she could still find her pajamas open.

Wang Duoduo, the only **** man among the three, turned his eyes away embarrassedly, and Jun Zishu took out his credentials.

"Policemen."

Dong Hong stopped playing halfway through that yawn, and immediately changed his face, pulling his clothes well.

"Why the police comrades have time to come to me, I can talk about it first. I haven't done anything illegal and disciplined recently. I'm safe."

"I just want to ask something about Chen Yang."

"Hasn't this been asked once before? It hasn't been broken yet?"

Dong Hong raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

"Can we go in and talk to you?"

"Of course, sit down."

The door was closed, Dong Hong's attitude was very good, and he cooperated with the inquiry.

"When did you break up with Chen Yang?"

"In August this year."

"Why did you split up?"

"Here is what I said to the little policeman who came to ask at the time. His grandma's, he actually dared to split his old mother's leg, and he was not afraid that the old woman would have his third leg completely destroyed, so he dared to carry me and A demon-like little **** **** up, I'm the fuck..."

Although the person was dead, Dong Hong was still a little angry when he said this, but as soon as he came into contact with the eyes of Junzishu, he immediately held back the **** in his stomach.

"Then when was the last time you met?"

"October."

"where is it?"

"bar."

"What did you say? What did you do?"

"Just... met by chance and didn't say anything."

Dong Hong shook his head, but Jun Zishu frowned slightly.

"to be frank."

"I'm telling the truth, officer."

"But the transcript shows that what you said is not the same as what the police officer said last time."

"Ah? I remembered it wrong, anyway, we met in a bar, and then, I don't know what to say."

Dong Hong's heart suddenly burst, and his expression was a little flustered.

"It said that you said that the last time you met Chen Yang was at a bar because he wanted to borrow money from you."

"Yes, yes, hey, this grandson, he dared to borrow money from me after he slashed my leg. Isn't this a beating? I really haven't seen him since then."

Jun Zishu looked into her eyes and observed her expressions and movements, and knew that something was wrong.

What Jun Zishu is certain is that Dong Hong must not be the murderer, because she is not like it, and she does not seem to have the guts to kill, but Dong Hong must be hiding something from her.

"Sorry, I made a mistake just now. In fact, you didn't even mention any borrowing money when you recorded the last time."

What Dong Hong said last time was that they had a glass of wine together in the bar, goodbye very peacefully, and never saw each other again.

"You lied to me?"

Dong Hong stood up, his eyes widened.

"sit down."

Yang Tianxiao scolded, Dong Hong's face became stiff, and he sat down obediently.

"Do you know what it's like to lie in front of us? I remember you still have a lot of criminal convictions. It doesn't matter if you make a small fuss, but if it has something to do with human life, it's not a trivial matter."

The gentleman wrote with a smile, but there was a silent threat.

"Fuck."

Dong Hong scratched his hair irritably and cursed in a low voice.

"I really didn't kill people, and it has nothing to do with me."

"We didn't say that the murderer was you. Say everything if you know. Don't hide the truth, otherwise you are the suspect we suspect. If you want to clear the suspicion, you should show evidence, or say, honestly explain."

"I didn't say anything because you suspected that I would kill him when I was full. I wasn't sick. In fact, the last time I saw him was not in a bar, but here, at my house."

"He came to me to admit my mistakes, and wanted to reconcile me, and then we two shot at my house. He swore to me and said a lot of good things, and then we were reconciled, and I sent him off. After going out, I never saw him again. He didn’t reply after sending text messages or calling him. I thought he just came to ask for a gun, so I didn’t bother to care about him. I didn’t know if you came and told me that he was dead. Up."