"How could a good person eat money?" Zhao Jiyou asked in confusion.

Banknotes pass by many people every day. Scientists have tested them in the past. A banknote contains hundreds of thousands or even millions of bacteria. It can be said that the banknotes are dirty than the sewage flowing underground.

Zhang Yangrong is a boy who loves to be clean and clean. The place he lives in is well organized. Judging from the photos and daily life, Zhang Yangrong also pays attention to his personal hygiene. If he were normal, he would never swallow money.

I sighed and looked at Qiu Ruide, who was still in the interrogation room and said lightly: "I'm afraid Qiu Ruide will know this."

Jiang Bing and the other two looked at each other, and finally looked at Qiu Ruide in the interrogation room at the same time.

Zi Yi wanted to go to Qiu Ruide immediately to ask him, but I stopped him. I glanced at the clock on the wall, and it was already eleven o'clock in the evening before I knew it.

Qiu Ruide knew that Zhang Yangrong would not survive at 12 o'clock on the 9th, and also knew how Zhang Yangrong died. When we go to Qiu Ruide now, we are undoubtedly sure of Qiu Ruide's idea. We cannot act rashly, and we must wait calmly until twelve o'clock before we go to Qiu Ruide.

I proposed to meet Zhang Yangrong’s father Zhang Haisheng first.

The pain of a white-haired man sending a black-haired man is self-evident. In just over an hour, Zhang Haisheng seemed to have become more than ten years old, and he was particularly depressed and heartbroken.

Jiang Bing and I took the transcript from the criminal police, while Ziyi and Zhao Jiyou went to find Kong Zhengyang and asked Kong Zhengyang to hand over all the information about the case.

This also shows in disguise that this case has been taken over by the Dragon Bureau.

In contrast, this case is not as thrilling and confusing as before, but it is enough to make us pay attention to it.

Judging from the notes, the detective has done almost the same record of Zhang Haisheng, but we also have several questions to ask Zhang Haisheng.

"When did you receive a call from the school teacher saying that Zhang Yangrong did not go to class?" I looked through the transcript and asked Zhang Haisheng.

Zhang Haisheng shook his head and sighed, unable to open his mouth for a long time, probably because the pain of losing his son had not completely recovered.

We all understand Zhang Haisheng's situation and did not urge him. I stood up and took a glass of water for Zhang Haisheng and put it in front of him to tell him not to worry and calm down first.

Zhang Haisheng took the water and took a sip of it and said thank you.

"It's past five o'clock in the evening." Zhang Haisheng put down the water cup and sighed: "At five o'clock in the evening, the teacher of the school called me and said that Rongrong hadn't been to class all day today, and wanted me to understand the situation."

"Zhang Yangrong didn't go to class all day, and the teacher called you at five o'clock in the evening?" Jiang Bing asked with a frown.

Zhang Haisheng nodded without hesitation and said, "This is also a problem with my family Rongrong's style in school. My family Rongrong's academic performance has always been among the top three in the class, and it is quite good even at age."

As he spoke, Zhang Haisheng's waist was slightly straightened. This was the pride that Zhang Yangrong brought to him, but when he thought of Zhang Yangrong's misfortune, his straight waist collapsed again in that moment.

"This child has been sensible since he was a child. He gets along well with both the teachers and classmates. Sometimes Rongrong didn't have time to tell the teacher because he was sick, and the teacher also learned about the situation afterwards. This time, the teacher probably thought Rongrong was sick, so he called me at five o'clock in the afternoon."

I nodded in understanding and then asked, "Then why didn't you go to Zhang Yangrong's house until 8 o'clock in the evening to see what Zhang Yangrong is doing?"

"I had a very important meeting at that time!" Zhang Haisheng blurted out, and then his face dimmed again: "It's also my fault. If... I rushed over after receiving the teacher's call, I'm afraid such a thing wouldn't happen!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Haisheng bent his chest in grief and sighed with regret, and his face was full of self-blame.

"Don't blame yourself, it's not your fault for this matter." I comforted Zhang Haisheng and said, "I transported Zhang Yangrong's body back for examination. The autopsy fully proved that Zhang Yangrong's death was around six o'clock this morning, so... so even if you receive the call, it's probably too late."

"After six...it was over six o'clock?" Zhang Haisheng looked up at me in shock: "You mean Rongrong was killed at around six o'clock this morning?"

I nodded unwaveringly. Although my forensic knowledge is not as good as an authoritative expert, my techniques and experience over the past few years have made me feel a little proud. Judging the time of death has always been my master's unique skill, and I have almost taught me everything I have taught, so I have a full grasp of the time of death.

"What kind of meeting is more important than your son?" Jiang Bing played with the pen in his hand and glanced at Zhang Haisheng.

Zhang Haisheng hesitated and replied: "People say that people in the business world will have more or less disputes with others, but I, Zhang Haisheng, have been doing so for so many years. In the business world, I asked myself that I had never offended anyone. Even if I offend someone, it would not be possible to cause death. So I didn't expect my child to be tragic.

Speaking of which, that meeting is indeed very important to me or to our Haisheng Group. I made an appointment with a chairman of the group, but because the chairman has no time to arrange it for a long time, I can't refuse even if I finally have time tonight."

"At that time, I only thought that Rongrong was sick and didn't go to the hospital. I didn't expect such a thing to happen!" Zhang Haisheng sighed and said, "Besides, when I went to see Rongrong two days ago, I found that he looked a little abnormal, so I didn't think much about it at that time!"

"Have you visited Zhang Yangrong two days ago?" I frowned and asked with a little question.

Zhang Haisheng nodded and said, "No matter how busy I am, I will never ignore my son. I will basically go to Rongrong to have dinner with Rongrong in two or three days, and then rush back overnight. I remember when I went there two days ago, Rongrong looked obviously abnormal. I thought he was feeling uncomfortable, and he told him to take good care of his health and call me at any time if he had something to do. Although Rongrong agreed, he seemed a little absent-minded."

Jiang Bing immediately recorded the doubts that Zhang Haisheng said in the transcript.

Seeing Jiang Bing remembering, I asked again: "You should have a lot of support for Zhang Yangrong in terms of finances, right?"

"Not big." What I didn't expect was that Zhang Haisheng shook his head and refused: "Rongrong is very sensible and never spends money randomly. If I hadn't paid the rent to him in advance, he wouldn't have rented a house outside. I said before that I would go to Rongrong for two or three days, and every time I left Rongrong, he would leave several thousand yuan for Rongrong, but Rongrong often only took two or three hundred yuan, and then secretly stuffed the money into my bag when I was not paying attention. The same was true when I went to Rongrong for the last time."

"Are there any bank cards except cash?" I frowned and continued to ask.

Zhang Haisheng seemed to know his son's affairs well and said without thinking: "There is a card, Rongrong has a credit card. That credit card is bound to mine, and it has a quota of 20,000 yuan per month, but Rongrong never uses a credit card."

It is not difficult to see from Zhang Haisheng's words that Zhang Yangrong is usually frugal and never took the initiative to ask Zhang Haisheng for money, and never spent money randomly.

This also shows in disguise that the large amount of cash on Zhang Yangrong's body did not come from Zhang Yangrong, but someone else!

This is a bit strange. If the murderer hadn't killed someone for money, what was that for?

Zhang Haisheng is rich and his Haisheng Group is worth hundreds of millions of yuan. What is easy to think of when his son was killed is to make money, but from the scene, the murderer is not short of money.

So what exactly is he doing?

I suddenly thought of a piece of skin cut off on Zhang Yangrong’s right thigh.

I took out a photo of the body and handed it to Zhang Haisheng and asked: "Do you remember what marks are there in Zhang Yangrong's part? Or is it more conspicuous?"

I picked up the water cup and took a sip of water. I deliberately or unintentionally glanced at Zhang Haisheng. When Zhang Haisheng picked up the photo, he looked fluttering in his eyes and his expression was nervous.

I silently put down the water cup and asked him if he had remembered anything.

Zhang Haisheng hesitated for a moment and replied to me, "No...I don't remember."

"Zhang Yangrong is your son. How could you not remember if there is any abnormality in his thighs when you care so much?" Jiang Bing replied with a sneer.

Zhang Haisheng said: "I naturally remember that my son had any abnormalities or no abnormalities in his body. I mean I don't remember whether there are any visible marks or tattoos in this place."

"How did you know there are tattoos in this place?" I asked coldly by grasping the flaw.

A panic flashed in Zhang Haisheng's eyes, obviously noticing that he had said something wrong, but soon he pretended to be calm and answered me: "What else can I do besides birthmarks and tattoos? I also have tattoos on my body, so the first thing I think of is tattoos."

While speaking, Zhang Haisheng rolled up his sleeves and let us see that there was indeed a tattoo on his left arm.

There is a small character "Rong" on it, which should be the name of Zhang Yangrong who was tattooed at that time.

Jiang Bing and I looked at each other and nodded faintly. He said in a reminder tone: "We will find clues about your son's affairs as soon as possible and catch the murderer. Don't blame yourself too much. Every word you say may be of great use to us. You can think about it carefully when you go back and see if you missed anything."

The word "missing" made me pronounce the word extremely important. Zhang Haisheng is a smart person and he should be able to understand what I mean.

Zhang Haisheng asked me hesitantly: "Then my son's body..."

"Before the case was solved, your son's body will be stored in the corpse warehouse of the funeral home. After the case was solved, you are here to claim the body." Jiang Bing replied coldly and sorted out the transcripts on the desktop and walked out of the interrogation room.

I followed Jiang Bing out of the interrogation room and returned to the conference room.

"Zhang Haisheng is obviously lying. He must know what is the skin of his son's thigh cut off by the murderer!" Jiang Bing said angrily on the table: "If something happened to his son, he can still go to the meeting calmly. Zhang Haisheng's heart is really big!"

I smiled and patted Jiang Bing's hand and said, "No one would have thought that Zhang Yangrong would have happened before. What Zhang Haisheng did before was reasonable. As for Zhang Yangrong's skin that was cut off from his thigh, I think he must have something to hide. He doesn't know how to worry now. If he knew he was worried about this, he would sooner or later."

"What's wrong with you two? Have you ever asked anything?" Ziyi and Zhao Jiyou looked at us in confusion.

I shook my head and said, "It's considered nothing, but at least I know that the money placed on Zhang Yangrong's body does not come from Zhang Yangrong."

"The money is not Zhang Yangrong's, which proves that the murderer is not short of money. He can deny that he is trying to kill him for money. Then why did he kill Zhang Yangrong?" Zi Yi analyzed calmly.

Jiang Bing sighed and said, "The problem lies here. The murderer is not for money, it must be for other things."

"for example……"

"For example, the piece of skin that was cut off from Zhang Yangrong's thigh!"

Zhao Jiyou suddenly thought of something and said to us: "By the way, when I passed by Guan Qiu Ruide's interrogation room just now, the police officer guarding me told me that Qiu Ruide was going to shout to see us."

I took a look at the time and it was almost twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

PS: Still six chapters, one chapter is released every hour.
Chapter completed!