Yun Qiao doesn't know how Huang Dongjun got involved with the Japanese and why he fell in love with a married man; why the evidence points to Zhu Yucheng, is it to confuse the public?
Is it Ying Han’s handiwork?
Ying Han has a good relationship with Major Suzuki, so it seems reasonable that he would cover for Suzuki.
But, why did it suddenly get involved with Zhu Yucheng?
"It is a hundred times easier to find a scapegoat than to blame the eldest son of the Youth Gang."
Yun Qiao said, "If it's really Ying Han, what on earth is he making?"
Xi Lanting: "If you doubt his words, just arrest him and torture him."
Yun Qiao: "..."
This is really simple and crude.
However, they do have the capital to be simple and crude.
When he has a suspect, he can bring out the evidence himself. Xi Lanting and Yun Qiao still have this ability.
"Catch him, otherwise it will be delayed until the end of the year and all the evidence will be destroyed."
Yun Qiao said, "I already dislike him. If he doesn't, I'll beat him up just to vent my anger."
Xi Lanting agreed.
He went to arrest people himself.
Before he went out, the phone rang. It was Jiang Yanjin calling Yun Qiao.
"...I heard about your junior sister's case. I thought I could help, so I went to the police station to learn about the case.
Your junior sister took photos before she died, right?"
Jiang Yanjin asked.
Yun Qiao: "Yes."
"Today is very strange. Ying Xue took a camera and took random pictures in our classroom.
These two things have nothing to do with each other, but aunt, details are very important, and there are traces of some unrelated things.
I stole Ying Xue's films and noticed that she specially took pictures of the girl Ma Youluo.
Ma Youluo wore a crimson scarf with snow-white polka dots, and you would never guess what she said."
Jiang Yanjin said.
"what did she say?"
"Ma Youluo said that she found this scarf on the bed in the dormitory. You gave it to her. You left a note saying it was a small gift and you hoped she would be happy.
It was windy again today. Ma Youluo said that she was very happy to receive the gift, so she gathered around her. Then, Ying Xue was taking pictures of her and the scarf.
The note is in my hand now, as are the scarf and the film.
Auntie, do you think this matter is related?"
Jiang Yanjin asked.
Yun Qiao: "..."
Who would have thought that evidence would be delivered to your door one by one?
"Send the things to Xi Mansion. Auntie thanks you.
Also, let Xu Yinjie go find Ma Youluo and bring her out.
I want to see her later."
Yun Qiao said.
Jiang Yanjin said yes.
Xi Lanting waited for her to hang up the phone and then went out.
Soon, in Ying Mansion, Young Master Ying disappeared out of thin air from his room. Only the window opened a crack, and he disappeared. When Ying Xue returned home, she realized that she had lost the film. She was a little nervous and wanted to discuss it with her brother.
Can't knock the door.
"Should I go find Ma Youluo now, or wait until tomorrow morning?"
Ying Xue hesitated.
It's better tomorrow morning.
Don't be too deliberate. Once you are deliberate, the nature of the matter will change and you will not be able to convince the public.
Ying Xue did not dare to disturb her brother and went back to her room by herself.
Yun Qiao didn't sleep this night.
She got the note, and it was indeed an imitation of her handwriting, very similar to it.
When Ma Youluo heard that it was not the scarf given by Yun Qiao, and also heard that Ying Xue took the photo, Ma Youluo's face suddenly changed: "I don't know, Yun Qiao, I don't know what's going on.
I thought……"
She thought she was depressed, but Yun Qiao noticed it and bought a gift to appease her.
She was indeed comforted and her heart felt warm.
Unexpectedly, this matter is just a conspiracy.
Ma Youluo's face was particularly ugly.
"Don't panic, just follow my instructions."
Yun Qiao said, "No big deal yet."
She gave such instructions.
The security bureau invited Zhu Yucheng to cooperate with the investigation.
"Master, these are indeed your glasses, right?
You hid it at the top of the cabinet, and one lens is missing."
Zhu Yucheng saw the evidence and couldn't laugh or cry: "I have a lot of glasses. If you ask me to prove whether they are mine or not, I can't prove it."
"Master, the lenses of this pair of glasses exactly match the glass piece in the deceased's hand."
Zhu Yucheng's face turned cold: "Yes, such a coincidence.
Next, are you going to find a pistol in my house, which happens to be the one used by the murderer?"