lost lover

Chapter 92

"Do you still remember that we called Luo Chen an hour ago?"

Zhang Yihan nodded, "I remember, half an hour ago, I called him again, and I didn't call him again after that..."

She also thought of an important point, and thought of something with Meng Hang.

"Mr. Meng, what do you mean... the murderer is still around? Watching us?"

Meng Hang felt that Zhang Yihan had entered the state of solving the case.

"Yes, you called half an hour ago. The phone was connected, and our missed call reminder will definitely be displayed in the phone communication record. He must have deleted all the records after we called. "

Zhang Yihan's mood also became tense, "She is either in the dark now, or she is leaving the scene of the crime, but she will definitely not go far."

Meng Hang said to Zhang Yihan: "You wait here first."

Zhang Yihan saw Meng Hang running in the alley, she wanted to follow, but Huo Minghan held her back.

Zhang Yihan wanted to shake off his hand, "Don't pull me, I'm going to find clues."

"I heard what you said just now. I think it's dangerous and not suitable for you to do this."

Zhang Yihan knew that Huo Minghan was worried about her, but if she couldn't find Shen Siyu, her mood would always be restless, and the torment made her very uncomfortable.

Therefore, even if she is allowed to meet a terrible murderer, she will not be afraid.

"Ming Han, it's not enough for Meng Hang alone to find clues."

"I can go for you, but you have to promise me that you must not wander around."

Huo Minghan had already taken off the sterile cloak for the autopsy, and ran away before Zhang Yihan agreed.

He ran for a while, and a warm and caring voice came with the night wind, "Yihan, wait there first and don't leave, I'll come to you later."

Zhang Yihan didn't answer, and saw him running to a different alley from Meng Hang, and his figure disappeared into the dark shadows.

She still didn't listen to Huo Minghan's advice. When she reached the intersection of the alley, she chose a different direction from them and ran in.

The alley is too old, and there is only one street lamp on for more than [-] meters. The light of the street lamp is not enough, and some are broken and no one repairs it, so the alley looks even darker.

Zhang Yihan had tripped over the potholed road several times, and she didn't feel any pain, so she walked along the alley.

There are a few houses along the alley, all of which are courtyard houses with large painted iron doors. Zhang Yihan can't see what's behind the door, so she can only stop and go in the alley to find it.

What if the murderer lives in the yard near the alley, what should I do, go door by door?

Just as she was thinking like this, a figure in front of her hurriedly entered a gate beside the alley.

It's so late, it's almost 11 o'clock, isn't it time to rest, why would someone walk outside at night.

She ran two quick steps and came to the door. After hesitating for a moment, she found the bell next to the door and rang it twice.

Soon someone came out of the door, probably the one who just walked in.

He didn't open the door immediately, but asked Zhang Yihan through the door, "Who is it? Ring the doorbell so late?"

"Hello, sir! I want to ask you a few questions."

The door was suddenly opened.

A short, bald man saw Zhang Yihan, his small eyes were squinting and smiling, almost forming two slits.

"Little sister, it's so late, do you want door-to-door service? How much do you want for one night?"