Team Jiang's wife is a boss

Chapter 121 Fuchun District (3)

At five o'clock in the afternoon, everyone returned to the team from outside exhausted, drank a saliva in a hurry, and started the meeting.

Jiang Yuhan glanced around the crowd and said: "Everyone talk about the results of your investigation, has the identity of the deceased been found?"

"I found it."

Zhao Yan raised his hand to signal, and after everyone looked at him, he slowly opened his mouth and said: "The deceased Zhang Sheng, male, 45 years old this year, is an active employee of [Fuchun Cement Factory], and lives in No. 60, Building 11, Fuchun Community." Zero two, his wife passed away unexpectedly two years ago, and there is an old mother in her [-]s and an [-]-year-old son at home."

"And according to people in his community, Zhang Sheng has been fond of gambling since he was young. When his wife was still alive, the couple often quarreled over his gambling money. Zhang Sheng would beat his wife and children every time he lost a bet. The reputation in the community is very bad, and most of the people who heard that he died watched the excitement."

Gu Xiangrong nodded and said: "Well, we also went to Zhang Sheng's house. According to her mother's recollection, Zhang Sheng went out after eating at home last night. The time was about seven o'clock in the evening. It was just dark at that time, and his mother guessed Zhang Sheng went to a colleague's house to gamble."

"Speaking of his colleague..."

Zhao Yan interjected with a frown, "After we knocked on the door and reported our identity, his colleague looked very suspicious, but he explained that he thought we were catching gambling. Anyway, I think he is very suspicious."

Jiang Yuhan raised his eyebrows and looked at Gu Xiangrong, "Tell me, what do you gain from his colleague's house?"

"No gain."

Gu Xiangrong spread his hands and said a little discouraged: "Zhang Sheng's colleague is called Zhao Songlin. He is 48 years old this year and also works in a cement factory. He is also a single father."

"According to him, his wife ran away with others three years ago, and there is a 15-year-old daughter at home, but his daughter seems to be a little... just a little different from ordinary people. He said that she became dull after a fever. You can't even talk if you're stupid."

"According to Zhao Songlin's description, last night Zhang Sheng went to see him purely to drink tea and chat together, and it was almost an hour from Zhang Sheng entered his house to when he left. He said that the reason why he remembered the time so clearly was because His daughter takes her medicine at that time every night, so he remembers it well."

"One hour?"

Jiang Yuhan picked up the autopsy report in front of him and looked at it, "The autopsy report in the forensic room indicated that Zhang Sheng's death time was between ten o'clock and twelve o'clock in the evening, that is to say, Zhang Sheng went to Zhao Songlin's house after leaving He went to another place, and two hours later he appeared in an alley and was killed."

"Of course, the premise is that what Zhao Songlin said is true."

At this time, Yan Xin suddenly said, "We seem to have missed something..."

Everyone looked at her in bewilderment: "?"

She picked up the mobile phone in her hand and shook it towards everyone, "Mobile phone."

Everyone: "..."

Mu Fei's nerves were instantly on the line again, she clapped her hands and said in surprise: "Yes, mobile phone! How can we forget the mobile phone!"

The more she talked, the more excited she became, she picked up the mobile phone she had put on the table and said, "Even elementary school students have mobile phones now, and people in their forties must also have them. They always use the machine, right?"

"Why didn't I think of it at first!"

She slapped herself on the forehead without mercy, and the corners of everyone's mouths twitched with a "slap".

Zhuo Huai hurriedly took her hand off and stared at her forehead, "You are stupid, someone hit me so hard, look, it's all red!"

"If you don't hit yourself, I'll hit you?"

Zhuo Huai, "..."

(End of this chapter)