Before Lu Jia finished speaking, Zhou Wensheng and Wang Bin were slightly startled. After the two looked at each other in tacit understanding, Zhou Wensheng opened the door of the office and said to Lu Jia: "Come in and speak slowly."
Wang Bin followed into the room, poured a glass of water for Lu Jia, sat behind Lu Jia, and silently turned on the recorder.
"Officer Zhou, I haven't contacted Sister Xiaohan for three days..." Lu Jia said, her nose sore and two huge tears rolled out of her eyes.
"When was the last time you contacted each other?" Zhou Wensheng lit a cigarette and asked calmly.
"About three days ago, I called Sister Xiaohan to ask her to go shopping, but she said she was in the hospital, but she also said she would try to go through the discharge procedures later. I was worried, so I rushed to the hospital. The discharge procedures were I went with her to do it, and then we went shopping. After shopping, we ate together, and then we took a taxi back together. But the next day I found a stain on the newly bought clothes, so I I wanted Sister Xiaohan to accompany me to the mall to change, but I could never contact Sister Xiaohan..."
After listening to Lu Jia's narrative, Zhou Wensheng fell into deep thought.
Three days ago. Zhou Wensheng's fingers tapped lightly on the table.
Three days ago, it was the day when he and Su Xiaoqing went to the hospital to interrogate Lu Xiaohan.
Zhou Wensheng clearly remembered that when Lu Xiaohan was admitted to the hospital, he personally sent him there.
right.
Zhou Wensheng remembered that during the interrogation that day, Lu Xiaohan did receive a phone call. Now it seems that the call was probably made by Lu Jia. This is why Lu Xiaohan's first reaction after hanging up the phone was to ask himself if he could be discharged from the hospital in the afternoon.
If so, why didn't Lu Xiaohan answer Lu Jia's call the next day?
Could it be because of Lu Xiaohan's dream?
Zhou Wensheng vaguely felt that Lu Xiaohan's behavior of not answering the phone was inextricably linked to the dream she had.
"Since we didn't get in touch three days ago, why did you come to report the crime today?" Zhou Wensheng squinted his eyes, turned his head slightly, and blew the cigarette from his mouth to the side.
"At first I thought Sister Xiaohan was just napping and hadn't gotten up yet. Then I called a lot of times, but no one answered, so I went to the police station to report the crime. But the police said that Sister Xiaohan was a mentally normal adult, and There was no evidence to prove that she was in personal danger, so no contact was made for more than 48 hours before the case was filed..." At this point, Lu Jia's voice was choked and muffled.
"48 hours." Zhou Wensheng nodded, "It was 48 hours yesterday morning. Has the case been filed?"
"Yes. The police station searched for a whole day but couldn't find any clues..." Lu Jia's tears welled up in her eyes and were about to fall down her cheeks. She raised her hand to wipe away the unshed tears and continued. , "They asked me to continue to contact you. I...I really had no other choice, so I came to you...Officer Zhou, Sister Xiaohan wouldn't have already..."
"Have you been trying to contact her?" Zhou Wensheng did not answer Lu Jia's words.
"Yes, I have been calling her... but no one answered..." Lu Jia nodded.
Zhou Wensheng took out his mobile phone and dialed Lu Xiaohan's number.
"Hello, the phone you dialed has been turned off..."
A cold female voice came from the speakerphone.
Zhou Wensheng raised his eyes and looked at Lu Jia.
"It's turned off... it's turned off..." Lu Jia suddenly panicked, "I was still calling her before I came in... The phone hadn't been turned off at that time... Officer Zhou, sister Xiaohan won't be killed..."
"Who do you think would harm her?" Zhou Wensheng narrowed his eyes and took out the last puff of cigarette, extinguishing the cigarette butt in the ashtray while secretly looking at Lu Jia.
"It must be the group of people who smashed up the consulting room! It must be! It must be..." Lu Jia was shaking with excitement.
"Miss Lu is still alive." Zhou Wensheng interrupted Lu Jia abruptly.
"Is Officer Zhou comforting me?" Lu Jia was stunned for a moment.
"No." Zhou Wensheng looked into Lu Jia's eyes and said, "Miss Lu is still alive and has not been harmed in any way. She is now cooperating with our police to do something, and she should be able to go home tomorrow."
"Really?" Lu Jia cried with joy.
"The police never lie to people." Zhou Wensheng said seriously.
"Great, great. It's great that Sister Xiaohan is fine!" Lu Jia's cheeks were slightly red with excitement.
"Okay, don't worry, let's go back. Miss Lu will go home tomorrow." Zhou Wensheng smiled and issued the eviction order.
"Boss, why don't you tell her the truth?" Wang Bin closed the office door and asked softly as he watched Lu Jia leave happily.
"She didn't tell the truth to me, why should I tell the truth to her?" Zhou Wensheng lit a cigarette, squinted and looked at Wang Bin with a half-smile.
"How dare she lie to the police?" Wang Bin asked in disbelief.
"Think about it, what kind of mobile phone can last for three days? And that's even if you are constantly being called." Zhou Wensheng nodded at Wang Bin.
"So she didn't try her best to contact Lu Xiaohan like she said?" Wang Bin suddenly realized.
"Then why did she tell this lie?" Wang Bin said to himself.
"It's up to you to investigate." Zhou Wensheng straightened his expression and said, "What is Lu Jia's purpose of lying about this matter? This needs to be investigated. Based on her confession, you arrange for people to investigate one by one. See where there are other problems. In addition, visit the studio next to the consulting room and ask them how their relationship is and whether there are any conflicts."
"Boss, do you suspect that Miss Lu's nightmare is related to her?" Wang Bin suddenly understood what Zhou Wensheng was thinking.
"Go and check. It's best not to have any." Seeing that Wang Bin understood what he was thinking, Zhou Wensheng showed a touch of relief on his face.
"Don't forget to make an appointment with Song Qiao as soon as possible!" Zhou Wensheng shouted to Wang Bin's back.
"Know it!"
This guy is good at everything, but he can be a little reckless sometimes.
Zhou Wensheng looked at Wang Bin's back and remembered the days when Dong Jianli took him there.
Thinking of Dong Jianli, Zhou Wensheng remembered the case that Dong Jianli had handed over to him that had been dormant for many years.
When Dong Jianli introduced the old case at the case report meeting that day, Zhou Wensheng always felt that something was missing.
According to Dong Jianli's introduction, there seems to be no special reason that can make him miss it for more than ten years.
If it was just out of a policeman's sense of mission, Zhou Wensheng would agree with it in his heart, but he couldn't withstand careful scrutiny.
The sense of mission is really too weak.
Zhou Wensheng thought and opened the file bag.
A photo slipped.
Zhou Wensheng leaned over and picked it up.
The middle-aged man in the photo is wearing a police uniform, with firm and bright eyes.
Zhou Wensheng couldn't help but tremble all over, he had seen this person before!
He even remembered the man's name - He Jian'an.
He Jian'an died heroically when he was killed by a vicious gangster in the street while protecting his colleagues.
