Qu Mingcong believes that he has very professional ethics. If the customer asks for notification as soon as possible, he will call immediately without delaying even a minute.
After the call was connected, Qu Mingcong conveyed the clues provided by Xu Chenjie to Mrs. Ding in a concise and concise manner.
Like Qu Mingcong's initial reaction, Mrs. Ding did not expect to find out so quickly.
It is now 10 o'clock in the morning. She has taken medicine and is walking in her yard. Because she is weak, she cannot walk a few steps and needs to sit in a wheelchair to rest. Even for small things like answering the phone, a private caregiver helps her hold the phone.
Her legs were covered with a soft, thick blanket, and both hands were placed in the blanket so that they would not be exposed to the cold winter air unless necessary.
When listening to Qu Mingcong's introduction to Tian Xiaojun's situation, she unconsciously tore a small crack on her fingernail, which became bigger and bigger.
"Mr. Qu..." Mrs. Ding asked slowly, "Based on your experience, is it possible that Tian Xiaojun is the murderer of my daughter?"
Qu Mingcong replied: "Usually I won't jump to conclusions easily before the matter is investigated clearly. Judging from the current clues, I can only say that it is unlikely. If Tian Xiaojun had the courage, he would not have been just a thief for so many years.
, not a home invasion robber.”
Mrs. Ding thought for a while, "If he was just a thief, why would he go to all the trouble to create crying in the museum? Could it be because he knew that there was only one girl in the museum at night and wanted to scare her away? But he didn't expect it.
This girl was so courageous that she stayed late until very late and refused to go home. The thief found no opportunity to steal and thought the girl was an eyesore, so he attempted to kill her."
Mrs. Ding reasoned calmly, as if the "girl" in her mouth was just a stranger.
Qu Mingcong felt that either this woman was born cold-blooded, or Mrs. Ding had deduced it hundreds of thousands of times in her mind in the more than a year since Ding Na's death, so she could be so calm.
"I am going to Linlan County now, and I will probably have to wait until Wednesday to meet Tian Xiaojun," Qu Mingcong said carefully, "Thursday at the latest, when we meet, I should be able to get some more clues. Do you need me to contact you then?
?Or wait for the investigation report on Saturday?"
"Well... you'd better contact me as soon as possible. Thank you for your hard work." Mrs. Ding replied.
"Okay, I'll call you when the time comes." Qu Mingcong agreed and hung up the phone.
Mei Chao, who was standing next to him, heard a lot and curiously asked Qu Mingcong: "Mrs. Ding's phone number?"
"After all, she is a biological mother, and it is normal to be concerned about the cause of her daughter's death." Qu Mingcong put away his phone and tapped his fingers on the steering wheel a few times, "...but it's a bit strange."
Mei Chao was slightly stunned, "What's wrong?"
Qu Mingcong glanced at him and said, "She is very concerned about Tian Xiaojun's information, but she doesn't seem to care much about my going to Linlan County."
"Ah..." Mei Chao pondered for a moment, "could it be because the detective hired by Mr. Ding had already investigated Linlan County before, but the Tian Xiaojun you found was a new clue, so Mrs. Ding was more concerned.
"
When Mei Chao said this, he couldn't help but frown, "Does this mean that our trip to Linlan County will be in vain? Alas... no wonder Cao Xiuwen and Pan Fang are not interested in going."
Mei Chao's motivation was obviously greatly reduced.
Qu Mingcong started the car with a good attitude, "Just treat it as a paid trip."
Mei Chao smiled after hearing this, "That's true, but I still hope that I can find out something that others haven't found out... Then take more material and make it popular. The suicide case in the museum has been discussed on the Internet.
There are quite a lot of people, so I’ll stop in for a while, I can’t make this trip in vain.”
Qu Mingcong concentrated on driving and said nothing.
Everyone has ulterior motives. Mei Chao is doing it to run his own self-media account, and although Qu Mingcong seems to be investigating the case seriously, in fact it is not just for investigating the case.
This time I went to Linlan mainly because I wanted to get away from the surveillance environment and get along with Xiao Qiao freely.
As for He Qile... that innocent child is easy to deceive, so there is no need to worry about He Qile discovering the clues.
Qu Mingcong raised his eyes and glanced at the rearview mirror. Through the mirror, he saw He Qile sitting awkwardly in the back seat, with his hands flat on his legs, giving people a very good feeling.
"Get some sleep." Qu Mingcong held the steering wheel and looked ahead, "The road out of the city is very congested. It will probably take some time to get there."
After hearing this, He Qile began to close his eyes and rest his mind, while Mei Chao began to play with his mobile phone.
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After Mrs. Ding hung up the phone, she sat in the yard for a while.
Her personal caregiver had just been with her and listened to the whole process, knowing that she was still brooding over her daughter's death.
The patient was immersed in sadness for a long time, which was very harmful to the body. The nurse was very considerate and deliberately diverted Mrs. Ding's attention. She smiled and said: "The weather is really nice today. If you go out and bask in the sun, your body will feel much better. Do you want to
How many steps should I help you get up and walk?"
Mrs. Ding frowned and waited for a few seconds before replying: "No, push me back to the house."
The private caregiver was not discouraged and continued to be gentle and patient, "Are you feeling tired? Let's go back to the house and rest. Mr. Ding asked the kitchen to make soup for you. I wonder how your appetite is today..."
"Meow--"
A meow interrupted the private attendant's speech.
Mrs. Ding looked up and saw the big cat at home standing by the window sill, stretching, and then using the air conditioner outside the wall as a springboard, she jumped down gracefully.
Mrs. Ding's lips curved slightly and she said, "You are so fat, but your movements are quite nimble."
The nurse also laughed and said, "Madam, please don't talk about Jigglypuff like that. Jigglypuff just has thicker hair and is chubby."
The cat easily jumped to the ground, walked over with graceful cat steps, rubbed against Mrs. Ding's legs, and purred comfortably in its throat.
Mrs. Ding touched it gently.
This is the cat raised by Ding Na. She still remembers the day her daughter brought the cat back. She was excited to name the cat. She thought of several names and finally chose "Jiggy Ding" because it had a D character. Ding Na was joking.
I said this name fits the atmosphere of the Ding family.
Now that Ding Na is gone, the cat belongs to Mrs. Ding.
Ding Zhaolin actually also likes cats, but the time he comes back is too little. Unlike Mrs. Ding who stays at home all year round, cats are more familiar with her and closer to her.
After touching it a few times, the cat slowly walked toward the glass greenhouse, wagging its tail like a feather duster.
"He's going to eat cat grass," the private caregiver said with a smile. "He eats and sleeps every day, and eats after sleeping. Jigglypuff is living a really carefree life."
Mrs. Ding watched the cat go away, then looked up upstairs, thoughtfully.
"Madam?" The nurse saw her in a daze and tried to call her.
Mrs. Ding withdrew her gaze and wrung her hands together again under the blanket. She frowned slightly and said, "...It's still too dangerous to jump up and down all the time. Ask Sister Qiu to go to the flower room to find an empty flowerpot.
Plant some cat grass and move it indoors. The weather will get colder and colder in the future, and you can’t run outside every time you eat cat grass.”
The nurse nodded: "Okay, I'll talk to Sister Qiu later."
Sister Qiu is the family's servant, and Mrs. Ding is very trustworthy.
"By the way," Mrs. Ding looked at the private caregiver and said, "Have you not taken a vacation this month? I'll give you a vacation tomorrow. It's almost the holiday. You can go out and have fun. It's quite boring to accompany me every day.
.”
"Thank you, madam." the personal caregiver replied with a smile.
