The big face on the side then spoke. "The two deceased persons, Luo Hong and Sang Shengli, were husband and wife. They had been married for ten years and had no children. According to Sang Shengli's niece, this house was owned by Luo Hong from his deceased father.
Inherited, the two lived here when they first got married. Later, Sang Shengli started a business and bought a house in the city center. The two have not been back for a long time."
"But three months ago, Sang Shengli and Luo Hong suddenly started to get divorced, and Luo Hong moved back to the old house." Xiang Hang said as he took a pen and wrote "third party" on the whiteboard. "This is
That's why they want a divorce."
"Where is he? Have you found him?" Chu Wudeng asked.
"Sang Shengli's niece said she didn't know," Xiang Hang said. "But I just asked the local police station to contact Sang Shengli's company and people around him, and sent him information about several women who were close to him."
Just as he was talking, a police officer passed by with a woman outside. When he saw Chu Wuzheng, he said hello.
Xiang Hang told him from behind, "Sang Shengli's niece, Sang Jie."
"Wait a moment." Chu Wuzheng walked over.
The woman next to her looks to be in her mid-twenties, with heavy makeup on her slender eyebrows. She is not mature yet, but she is young. She doesn't look like she wants to be called that way.
"I want to ask you something." Chu Wuzheng raised his chin.
Sang Jie looked him up and down and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"
"This is our captain." The police officer next to him introduced.
Chu Wuzheng continued to get straight to the point, holding up the photo handed to Xiang Hang. "Among these women, is your uncle's mistress?"
Sang Jie's eyes didn't move.
"Look at the photo." Chu Wuzheng was helpless. "Why are you staring at me? I look like a mistress?"
Sang Jie was stunned for a moment and immediately lowered her head. Then she glanced at the photo he gave her and shook her head. "No."
"Continue checking." Chu Wuzheng returned the photo and threw it to Xiang Hang. He found a chair and sat down, crossed his legs and placed it casually on the table.
"Ms. Sang, you can leave," the detective beside him reminded.
Sang Jie nodded and followed.
After the work was assigned, Chu Wuzheng was called to the office by Jiang Yanding before he even had time to drink.
"How are you thinking about going to the branch?" Jiang Yanding asked.
Chu Wuzheng shook his head.
"You are so stubborn." Jiang Yanding looked at him with a look of hatred for steel, and took a sip from the teacup. "I've told you all the benefits of being transferred there. For such a good opportunity, if someone names you, I
If I had encountered such a good thing back then, I would have woken up in the middle of the night with joy."
"Aren't you afraid of scaring your wife?" Chu Wuzheng answered.
"Stop poverty for me!" Jiang Yanding said seriously.
Chu Wuzheng pushed away the stool and stood up. "If you don't have anything else to do, I'll go out. We took on a new case and two people died. We're busy."
"you come back!"
Jiang Yanding is so angry that he prevaricates the important matter without even saying a few words. Now that he is not allowed to finish his sentence, does the director think he is aggrieved?
Chu Wuzheng turned around and saluted. "Chief, please give me instructions."
His careless behavior made Jiang Yanding neither hit nor scold him, and in the end he could only silently put on a serious face.
"I'll send you an apprentice, and you can take care of him."
WTF?
Chu Wuzheng didn't even think about it. "No."
"It doesn't matter what you say!" Jiang Yanding was familiar with his bad temper, and he didn't bother to argue with him, and directly gave the order. "Either transfer the branch, or bring in new people, you can choose for yourself."
Damn, old fox.
Chu Wuzheng muttered, opened the door and walked out.
The police station that I contacted before had another new result. This time, a woman was directly sent over, saying that she was the lover of the deceased Sang Shengli.
Chu Wuzheng was still busy with something at hand, and Xiang Hang and Da Lian were always interested in the complex relationships in this case, so he assigned them to make routine inquiries.
The woman was sitting in the interrogation room. When she saw the police coming in, she sat upright.
"Don't be nervous, we are just asking you a few questions." Xiang Hang said.
Not only have they seen too much of this kind of third party from a wealthy family, they are not surprised at all.
However, this girl looked extremely well-behaved at first glance, and her dress was not very glamorous. The two of them felt regretful and wondered why she had taken this path.
The two sat down and checked her name and basic information with her, and the woman responded in a soft voice.
Before he got to the point, Xiang Hang put the folder back on the table. The woman's arm next to him flashed and knocked over the water glass at hand.
Water spilled from the table to the floor and even splashed on his pants.
"I'm so stupid."
The woman frowned to avoid the water stains, raised her eyes and apologized quickly. "I'm sorry."
He said it in time, but his face looked like he was angry and not easy to mess with yet.
Big Face and Xiang Hang looked at each other.
Just pretend they didn't say anything about being clever.
The moment she received the news of Sang Shengli's murder, Shen Shiyu was completely confused.
She met Sang Shengli three months ago. At that time, she had just returned from the United States. Because she came back in a hurry, everything was not ready. Even the place she lived in was borrowed from a friend's house.
She originally wanted to reopen the street restaurant run by her parents, but her brother Shen Jun had already pawned the store as property to Sang Shengli.
Later, Shen Jun lied about going back to the store, but in fact he deceived Sang Shengli into signing the contract at the cost of making Shen Shiyu his lover.
"Actually Mr. Sang is a very nice person."
Shen Shiyu told the truth. After Sang Shengli realized that Shen Jun had lied to him, he did not do anything wrong to Shen Shiyu. Instead, he sympathized with her for being helpless. Later, after discussion, he helped her start a business by buying shares.
I went to the hotel and gave her a lot of help.
Regarding her sudden words, the two people who asked the question heard it, and they didn't find it strange. After all, which family member would dare to pick a financial sponsor, right?
Shen Shiyu wanted to continue, but Xiang Hang interrupted her and asked, "Has Sang Shengli told you who he had enmity with, or had a quarrel or fight with?"
"I told you." Shen Shiyu thought for a while. "His wife."
Xiang Hang nodded, it seemed that in the eyes of the third party, the first wife was the most eye-catching.
He looked at the divorce agreement in his hand with a big face. "In the divorce agreement, he gave the company to his wife, did you know?"
Shen Shiyu nodded.
She had heard Sang Shengli mention it. He said that a husband and wife would be kind to each other for a hundred days, and that Luo Hong was also part of the company.
"Have you tried to persuade him?" Big Face guessed that she was unwilling. After all, who would want to be with a poor financial backer.
"have."
She had advised Sang Shengli many times. After all, his wife had been with him from scratch, and she wanted him to think twice about divorce based on his past feelings.
"But he didn't listen to me." Shen Shiyu said.
Almost all the questions that need to be asked were asked. Xiang Hang exchanged a few words with Da Lian, and then took out a folder and put it on the table and opened it.
"Just sign it and that's it. Don't leave Beishi in the near future. We will need your cooperation if there are any problems."
Xiang Hang took out the pen and was about to hand it to her, but glanced at it. "The pen is out of water."
Da Lian quickly went out to get it.
"I have a pen."
Shen Shiyu said, reaching for the bag next to him, but as soon as he took the pen from the book, the big face came back from the next door.
"Do you carry a book with you?" Xiang Hang asked casually as he watched her put the things in her hands aside.
In this era, not many people are willing to read, especially those who carry paper books with them.
Shen Shiyu nodded while signing. "I'm used to it."
For several years in the United States, she almost always carried a book in her bag every time she went out.
She didn't make many friends, and few people chatted with her during her spare time in class. It was even more boring at subway stations and bus stops. She wasn't interested in electronic products, so she usually used books to pass the time.