Detective Ace's Forensic Wife

Chapter 96 Forty Numbers
Before Nuerman finished speaking, he heard footsteps coming from behind him, and he immediately silenced, such slow but rhythmic footsteps, who else could there be besides Zu Lingzhi?

Nuerman remembered what he said to Chu Weiyin, and began to wonder how much Zu Lingzhi had heard. Nuerman blinked at Chu Weiyin, and Chu Weiyin gave him a reassuring look.

Nuerman is so loyal, how could she betray him?Besides, I didn't actually hear anything of value.

As a result, Nuerman was worried for a long time, and the capital of Lingling didn't ask too much, but went directly to the opposite sofa and sat down, signaling them to come over with his eyes.

Chu Weiyin and Nuerman looked at each other, and then they sat beside Zu Lingzhi, one on the left and the other on the right. Zu Lingzhi took out two pens from his pocket, which he got at the hospital in the morning , and I got it during the shootout just now.

Chu Weiyin stared at the two pens, they were actually exactly the same.

"Do you all use this kind of recorder in your country? This is very popular?" Chu Weiyin looked at Nuerman, who shook his head, "Of course not, how is it possible? Our country is still at war, how can we have money? What country can be the public money!"

Chu Weiyin thought about it too, which country can regard gold pens as public money?
"These two recorders..."

"One was found on the body of the man who committed suicide when he was in the hospital in the morning, and he didn't tell you." Zu Lingzhi looked at Nuerman: "He also brought us a sentence."

"What?"

Chu Weiyin unconsciously remembered the terrifying aura of that person before he died, she lowered her head: "Before he dies, let suess and I go back to the country."

Hearing this, Nuerman held his chin silently.

Zuo Lingzhi kept fiddling with the two recording pens, showing no intention of opening them, "Who do you think it is?"

Nuerman shook his head, "I don't know..." He rubbed the center of his brows, "In my impression, our country should not have a deep hatred with you, and besides, there is no such thing as me who can use a gold pen." What a friendship." After he finished speaking, he asked Zuo Lingzhi the same question: "What about you? Don't you have a direction?"

The gold pen in Zu Lingzhi's slender hand kept spinning, he hooked the corner of his mouth, "I'm not even sure now, whether these two people are after me or not."

"It must be you, could it be me?" Nuerman patted his leg, "If you want me to say..."

Chu Weiyin didn't think so, she said, "If it was really aimed at suess, then why did that person kill me this afternoon? If he really wanted to warn suess to return to the country, then he must have directly threatened suess and aimed at me What's the use of coming?"

"Looking at it this way, it's enough to see that the other party doesn't want to kill you. After all, in the hospital in the morning, you still have to protect your sister-in-law. No matter how good your skills are, if you protect another person, you may not be able to escape unscathed. " After Nuerman finished speaking, he glanced at Chu Weiyin, only then did he realize what he said, a little... Then he said: "Well, I'm not saying you're a fool, I'm just analyzing..."

"It's okay, I understand, I was the one who dragged Suess down, but luckily we were not killed." Hearing Nuerman's words, Chu Weiyin was really afraid, if that man really had murderous intentions at that time , then they will definitely not be what they are now, able to stand here completely, maybe they have lost arms and legs long ago.It's not just as simple as suffering such a small injury!
Zu Lingzhi pursed his lips and looked far away, "Actually, I am thinking about another question, why does the other party keep emphasizing that we should go back to China, and what is the purpose of not letting us stay here?"

Chu Weiyin frowned, "Could it be because..." Before Chu Weiyin finished speaking, Nuerman said, "Yes, is it because Mustafa died, and then you found out that everyone in the base is Taking drugs... Letting you go back to the country must be because you don't want you to continue the investigation, so..."

"So you mean... people from the base?" Chu Weiyin asked suspiciously.

Nuerman shook his head, "No, I think it might be someone from Viper."

Zu Lingzhi leaned on the sofa, looked at Nuerman lightly, "Why do you think so?"

"Think about it, who monopolizes the source of drugs here? It's viper. There are so many people in our base. If everyone wants to buy drugs, it will be a considerable income. If you find out , then his income will become a phantom, and he naturally wants to let you go back to China."

Zu Lingzhi smiled, shook his head, and disagreed, "So you think, since viper hates me to the bone, why didn't I kill me but let me go back to China and continue to be his big worry?" Zu Lingzhi said again : "When Charles died back then, the state of his death was horrific, and only I saw it, and suppressed the news. Although there were rumors on the Internet that Charles was killed, most people only took it as rumors, unless they investigated, but I don't think the viper group would be so boring."

Charles, that’s the name again. Ever since Chu Weiyin knew that Zu Lingzhi had an assistant, she went to check some information about Charles.So of course she knew that the news about Charles was being suppressed, because most of the Internet said that Zu Lingzhi was strict in selecting assistants, because he only had one assistant in total before, and for the killing of Charles, if not When she saw the photo, she would never believe it.

"Is this..." Nuerman scratched his head, "It seems to make sense. But, what do you mean... isn't that American drug lord? Who is that?"

Nuerman stared at Zu Lingzhi with a pair of searching eyes, and the latter twitched his mouth, "Don't think I know everything, I'm in a fog now, and I can't see the direction."

"Then listen to what is said in the recorder, and there may be some unexpected effects." Nuerman seemed to be very curious to know what was said in the recorder.

Chu Weiyin's eyes also fell on the recording pen, and Lingzhi said in a deep voice: "Actually, it's nothing. He just wants to tell us that he knows us very well and wants us to return to China as soon as possible. Naturally, he won't be so stupid as to expose himself." Identity." After Zu Lingzhi finished speaking, he turned on the recorder, Chu Weiyin stared at the recorder closely, and after a while, a series of processed voices of middle-aged men came out through the recorder——

The three of them listened very carefully, and she could hear the sound of breathing and the sound of Nuerman swallowing.After a while, the voice recorder came out.Chu Weiyin only felt that the voice was hoarse and strange, and then a stream of cool wind rushed up her back. The more she heard it, the more she frowned, and within a few tens of seconds, the man's voice stopped.Zu Lingzhi didn't seem to understand, when he pressed the button again, the man's voice pierced her ears like a magic voice, Chu Weiyin only felt a bomb exploded in her head.

The man is reading a string of numbers.

"1992030419630719196611212005062720070613" No one knows what it is better than her. This series of numbers is so familiar that she would wake up because of this series of numbers when she dreams back at midnight!
The recording pen stopped soon, because Zu Lingzhi found that something was wrong with Chu Weiyin, her delicate eyebrows were tightly tangled together, she was not beautiful at all, Zu Lingzhi stared at Chu Weiyin, and asked in a deep voice :"What’s wrong with you?"

Chu Weiyin shook her head and said nothing.

She has always been quiet, and Zu Lingzhi has never seen her flustered like this. Even though she tried her best to hide it, everyone could easily see it. Zu Lingzhi stretched out her hand and held her tightly. Chu Weiyin raised her head, looked at Zu Lingzhi's firm gaze, and after a long time, said: "19920304" Chu Weiyin paused slightly after saying the eight numbers, and then said: "It's my birthday."

Zu Lingzhi nodded, "I know." He has already remembered all the things about Chu Weiyin, so there is no surprise, he understands everything.

"Then what about the next eight numbers?" Zu Lingzhi knew that what really scared Chu Weiyin was not just her birthday. Chu Weiyin's face was pale, and he said: "It's not the next eight, It’s sixteen, 19630719, my dad’s birthday, 19661121, my mom’s birthday.”

Nuerman didn't understand at all, but the two of them looked solemn, so they knew that it was probably not a good thing, so they obediently didn't ask any more questions.

"There are sixteen more!" Zu Lingzhi narrowed his eyes, remembering the string of numbers, "20070627, ten years ago, was the date of your parents' death, I remember this."

Chu Weiyin nodded, "The last eight numbers!" Her voice paused, "It's the death date of my cousin's family."

"Chu Yin?" Zu Lingzhi frowned.

"Yes, in fact, my cousin's family also passed away eight years ago, so the two of us have been dependent on each other until now." Chu Weiyin cried and laughed, "So what is said in this recorder today is all about me Information."

After she finished speaking, she held her hand tightly and looked at Zuo Lingzhi, "Tell me, could the person who gave us the recording pen be the murderer?"

Zu Lingzhi's eyes flickered, and instead of answering Chu Weiyin, he stretched out his hand to gently hold Chu Weiyin's hand, and opened her tightly clenched fingers, "If I were your hand, I'm going to be very sad."

"Huh?" Chu Weiyin looked at Zu Lingzhi in confusion.

The latter pointed to her hand, "It's already hurt, so don't hurt it again." After his words fell, Chu Weiyin felt that her hand was really hurting, and she pulled the corner of her mouth , "It's okay, turn on the second recorder, let's listen to it?"

Chu Weiyin was so focused on the recording pen that she didn't notice Zu Lingzhi's deep gaze at all.

After a while, Zu Lingzhi said: "Actually, you don't need to listen. The content in this recorder must be about me. He won't give you any more clues. He's not that stupid."

Chu Weiyin didn't believe it, and stretched out his hand to turn on the second recording pen, and this time it was a middle-aged male voice that had undergone voice-changing processing.

(End of this chapter)