At this time, Zhang Haisheng was frowning, probably thinking about what he should say to clear the suspicion after the police came... Song Jiang was immediately furious when he saw it, so he pulled Meng. Zhe was ready to go home.
As soon as Zhang Haisheng saw the two of them leaving, he quickly stopped them and said, "Don't go back yet. The police will come later and I need you to help me explain to them!"
Unexpectedly, Meng Zhe said coldly after hearing this, "Our testimony can't clear away your suspicion. After all, your wife has been dead for who knows how many days, and we just moved back yesterday... If we tell the police If there are too many, it will arouse the suspicion of the police.”
After Meng Zhe finished speaking, he walked out of Zhang's house without waiting for Zhang Haisheng to speak. Seeing this, Song Jiang quickly followed back, ignoring Zhang Haisheng who looked confused behind him.
As soon as the two entered the house, Song Jiang said angrily, "This Zhang Haisheng must have had second thoughts. Being busy with work and having to socialize are all excuses! It's just that time has passed and we no longer love each other, but between the two of them, And I have responsibilities, so I always find excuses like this to refuse to go home."
After hearing this, Meng Zhe said in a deep voice, "That soul-eating spirit will not come to Zhang Shiting for no reason, and... I don't believe it will stop after eating a human heart."
After hearing this, Song Jiang was shocked and said, "You mean someone else will be killed after Zhou Shiting?!"
Meng Zhe nodded and said, "Zhang Shiting may not be the first, and she certainly won't be the last, so we must find that thing as soon as possible."
While the two were talking, they suddenly heard a knock on the door. Song Jiang went over to open the door and found that his old classmate Wu Lei and a strange man with sharp eyes were standing outside the door...
When Wu Lei saw Song Jiang, he said with a strange expression, "Jiang Zi? You...why do you live here?!"
Song Jiang didn't expect that the policeman on the scene turned out to be his high school classmate Wu Lei, so he said with an embarrassed look, "I... I live here because my house... yes, my house has been renovated in the past few days. So I stayed at my friend’s house for a few days.”
When Wu Lei heard this, he stepped forward and punched Song Jiang in the chest. He said with some reproach, "Why didn't you tell me that you had no place to live? My house in the city is always vacant!"
Meng Zhe saw that the tone of the two people's conversation seemed to be very close, so he deliberately coughed lightly. After hearing this, Wu Lei immediately remembered that he had other business, so he smiled and said to Song Jiang, "This is the captain of our serious crime team Shao Jun, I’m here to ask you two about the situation next door.”
After hearing this, Song Jiang immediately took the initiative to shake hands with Shao Jun and said, "Hello Captain Shao, I am Wu Lei's old classmate, and this is my friend Meng Zhe. Don't stand at the door. Come sit inside and chat."
After Wu Lei and Shao Jun sat down, Shao Jun was the first to speak, "Mr. Zhang next door reported that his wife Zhang Shiting died at home, saying that the body was found with you two?"
Song Jiang thought for a while and said, "That's right... To be honest, we don't know what happened to their house, because we just moved back yesterday, and as soon as we came back, we smelled a stink in the corridor. Go I knocked on the door next door but no one answered, so I had to wait until night to block Zhang Haisheng who was returning home from get off work, and then I found that his wife had died at home, and the body was already smelly."
After hearing this, Shao Jun asked, "Do you two know the deceased Zhou Shiting?"
Of course Song Jiang didn't recognize him. He shook his head and said, "I've never seen him before..." Then he looked at Meng Zhe and said, "Have you known him before?"
Fortunately, Meng Zhe was not as straightforward as he usually was when talking to Song Jiang, so he nodded and said, "We know him...but we are not familiar with him. We basically haven't taken the initiative to talk to him."
Song Jiang was afraid that Meng Zhe would reveal his secrets by talking too much, so he deliberately changed the subject and said, "Wu Lei, is the current state of that corpse a giant view?!"
"Ah?! Uh... I guess." Wu Lei didn't expect Song Jiang to ask this suddenly, and he was a little hesitant in speaking.
Because after all, his superiors were present, Wu Lei definitely couldn't say whatever he wanted to Song Jiang like usual. Then he took the initiative to explain to Shao Jun, "This old classmate of mine is an Internet writer, so there are Sometimes he would ask me some autopsy questions as material..."
Shao Jun didn't seem to mind this, and said to Song Jiang with great interest, "That's it, can you tell me your thoughts on this case from a creative perspective..."
Song Jiang didn't know that the other party was trying to trick him, so he said unceremoniously, "If we follow the formula of suspense novels, there must be another mystery behind Zhou Shiting's death. There is also something wrong with her husband. His wife has been dead for so many days." He didn’t know anything about it?! Logically speaking, he must be the most suspect. Of course, the specific circumstances will depend on the cause of death of the deceased. I just took a look at the body, and on the surface, there were no obvious injuries. So I speculate that Zhang Shiting either had a sudden illness or was poisoned to death. But one thing is certain, no matter what the cause of her death, Zhou Shiting could not have committed suicide."
"Why do you say this?" Shao Jun asked with a smile.
Song Jiang shrugged and said, "This is not simple. Just look at Zhou Shiting's clothes and you will know that if a woman wants to commit suicide, she will dress herself up carefully instead of dying in bed wearing pajamas."
After hearing this, Shao Jun nodded and looked at Wu Lei and said, "It seems that you usually talk to Writer Song about your work!"
As soon as Wu Lei heard this, he quickly explained, "Captain Shao, I will only talk to him about some common sense about forensic science. I will never talk about the case casually."
Only then did Song Jiang realize that he might have said the wrong thing, so he hurriedly explained, "Yes, yes, yes, I usually pester Wu Lei for inspiration for writing, and he never tells me about his work!"
Unfortunately, the explanations of the two did not seem to have much effect. Shao Jun simply did not want to continue to pursue this issue, but stood up and said, "It's too late, let's get here today. We still have a lot of work to deal with on site. If If you think of any clues about the case later, I hope you can actively cooperate with our police investigation."
"Absolutely. Don't worry, Captain Shao. Based on my relationship with Wu Lei, I will tell you everything I know." Song Jiang said with a smile.
When sending the two of them out, Wu Lei suddenly pulled Song Jiang aside mysteriously and said, "What is your relationship with that Meng Zhe? Either he lives in your house or you live in his house?!"
"Friends? Why do you ask that?!" Song Jiang said in surprise.
