"Well... there are too many possibilities for this. Maybe she directed and acted on her own, or maybe Ning Shu didn't want her to die at all, or maybe Ning Shu didn't do this at all, it's just these People have ghosts in their hearts.”
Suman gave a few fair guesses.
Things seemed to have reached a dead end again.
At this time, Weiran received a call from his colleague.
"Um, um, okay, I understand, you continue the investigation." Weiran answered the phone twice and frowned even more.
After hanging up the phone, he said to Suman: "My colleagues at the scene have found the perfume she mentioned. It's just an ordinary bottle of cheap perfume. That perfume brand went bankrupt in only one year, five years ago."
It was five years ago again, no wonder Wu Caixia said that Ning Shu was back.
But what does this perfume represent?
"Have you used this perfume?" Suman asked.
"Not used much."
Wei Ran's cell phone rang and he received a photo of the perfume. He showed it to Suman.
It's true that I haven't used much, and if you include what may have evaporated, it's still quite full.
But these alone can't explain anything. They still need other clues.
Just as I was thinking about these other clues, this one came.
Weiran's cell phone rang again, it was Sun Jian who woke up!
"Sun Jian, we are the police. We came to you to talk to you about your car accident." Wei Ran briefly introduced his identity. Although Sun Jian was lying on the hospital bed, his eyes were open. Godless, I don’t know where to focus.
Behind him, his wife choked and asked him to cooperate: "Sun Jian, please talk to the police comrades. You are such a good person... I really can't figure out who has such a big hatred..."
From beginning to end, Sun Jian didn't react at all. If his eyes weren't blinking, it would be as if he hadn't woken up yet.
"He has been like this since he woke up. He even talked to me a few words at first, but after I told him that his change might be caused by his former classmates, he stopped talking to me and didn't even care. He didn't say a word I said." Sun Jian's wife couldn't bear it anymore, turned her back and secretly wiped her tears.
Weiran really wanted to ask, but to be honest, he was really not good at dealing with living people. His previous jobs were with those creepy creatures, and those guys didn't need the skills of humans at all.
He unconsciously turned to look at Suman again.
Suman took two steps forward and said directly: "Do you know Ning Shu?"
After hearing the word "Ning Shu", Sun Jian finally had some reaction. His eyes turned to Su Man, but he didn't speak.
Suman paid attention to his expression and continued: "Do you know about perfume?"
Sun Jian's pupils visibly swayed twice, and he finally spoke, his voice was hoarse, but he was very emotional: "I don't know anything, I have forgotten everything, no one knows, I don't know Ning Shu, I don't know perfume, How many years have passed..."
Suman didn't care that he was lying and continued to ask, "Have you ever made enemies with anyone in Class 35?"
After a long silence, Sun Jian seemed to be trapped in his own world. If his eyes weren't still moving, he would have died.
After a long while, he said: "No."
Sun Jian's wife couldn't help being verbose from behind: "Sun Jian, if you know anything, just tell the police comrades. They said that many students in your class have encountered accidents. You are destined to survive." Well, if there is a next time, how do you want me to survive?"
She was Sun Jian's pillow. She could tell at a glance whether Sun Jian was lying. It was obvious that her husband was hiding something. She didn't understand why he would hide it at this time. Could it be possible that he was hiding something? More important than life?
Her words made Sun Jian's mood fluctuate again, "Who else died?"
She didn't know this, so she could only look at Weiran for help.
"Li Zhuangfei, Long Lin..." Wei Ran named the few who had been killed recently.
Every time he said a name, Sun Jian's expression turned pale.
Suman added at the end, "Ning Shu, and Ning Shu are also dead."
As soon as she finished speaking, the equipment in the ward started beeping. Sun Jian was twitching, and the situation was not good.
Doctors came in quickly to rescue him, and in the end he was rescued, but fell into a coma again.
On their way back, Weiran received a call again.
Then he said to Su Man with a serious expression: "Sun Jian is dead."
"Didn't he get rescued?" Suman asked.
"I was rescued, but soon after I returned to the ward, the problem occurred again, and I couldn't be rescued this time."
The two of them were silent at the same time. After a while, Suman asked again: "Tell me, what is the reason that would make a person refuse to speak even if he dies?"
She analyzed it for Wei Ran, "You have also seen that Sun Jian clearly remembers everything. I suspect he even knows why he ended up in this situation, but he doesn't want to say it."
And there is another very important point, "That perfume doesn't seem to be Wu Caixia's self-directed act. That perfume may really be a breakthrough."
She didn't even need to mention what the perfume was, Sun Jian already knew what it was about. If the perfume didn't bring any profound memories to them, it would be an absolute lie.
But how can a small bottle of perfume be related to so many people? Is this perfume popular? Everyone likes this scent?
Suman suddenly thought of a possibility, "Is this perfume used by Ning Shu?"
Those people may have done something bad to Ning Shu, so they were very impressed by this perfume.
"Even if it was used by Ning Shu, why was it only sent to Wu Caixia? Look at the things sent to other people, including you, what did you receive?" Wei Ran said, "Is it possible that this Wu Caixia saved Ning Shu’s life?”
As soon as he said it, he denied it again, "If she was a good person, she wouldn't be scared crazy after receiving such a thing."
After finishing speaking, Weiran sighed again, "These people don't seem to have much courage, but their mouths are tougher than the last."
As he spoke, his eyes moved involuntarily to Suman. Here was a woman who couldn't tell whether she was good or bad. He had no idea which of her words was true and which was false.
If Suman was not the victim, he suspected that she might be an agent who came to him to get clues.
He sighed, "What on earth did these people do to Ning Shu?"
When he didn't hear Suman's answer, he muttered softly, "It's just been too long. If it happened recently, it wouldn't be so difficult to investigate."
When he stopped the car downstairs at the apartment, he called his colleagues again, "Yes, please check whether Ning Shu from Xiangyang No. 2 Middle School reported a crime five years ago.
Yes, yes, I know it's very troublesome, thank you for your hard work. "
After hanging up the phone, I heard Suman beside me suddenly say: "Tell me, if the murderer is really Ning Shu, who will be her next target?"
"Of course you are next!" Weiran thought she was talking nonsense. If he didn't think the next target was Suman, why would he be protecting her?
"Yes, you are right. If the next target is me, then where we parked...if you look up again, what do you think will happen?"
