"Yes!" Unexpectedly, Yu Zijiang sighed directly.

"The life experiences of these two siblings are really complicated."

At this moment, Yu Zijiang was still in the office on the other end of the phone. Most of his colleagues had already gone home from get off work, so regardless of his appearance, he lay half-ly on a soft chair, crossed his legs and put them on the desk, holding a hand in one hand.

He was holding his cell phone and turning the pen with one hand, and the documents were placed casually on his lap.

"How do you say that?" Tao Lin frowned and became alert.

"My sister Zhan Mei is 26 years old this year, and my brother Zhan Shen is 12 years old this year. Their parents died in a car accident four years ago. At that time, Zhan Mei had just graduated from college, and she had to take on the heavy responsibility of taking care of her younger brother." Yu Zijiang looked down at it.

document, then sighed.

"Their parents used to run a company. They were engaged in materials construction before. The business was very big and it was a glorious time. But now that the debt has been paid, it is just a shell company." Yu Zijiang said.

"Executed? So she is really a poor person? Then what happened to the Bentley I saw that came to deliver food and drinks?" Tao Lin tilted his head, with confusion on his face.

"One billion was executed. This is a very serious breach of trust. It's no joke." Yu Zijiang was sitting at his desk on the other end of the phone. He also tapped the paper in the folder with his pen. The numbers on it

shocking.

"So Zhan Mei and Zhan Shen really have no money. That Bentley car may have just come to help them... After all, their family should have no shortage of rich friends." Yu Zijiang guessed.

Tao Lin kept frowning. He always felt that something was wrong.

In just one day, the image of the Zhan brothers and sisters in his mind went through an exaggerated roller coaster-like transformation from "rich to poor". Such ups and downs made Tao Lin a little confused.

"How did this company go bankrupt? Can your people find out?" Tao Lin asked next.

"The reason for bankruptcy registered on the materials is rather vague, just [poor management]. I also asked people to check the relationship between Zhanmei Zhanshen and Jinjiang Real Estate, but nothing was found. Jinjiang Real Estate's building materials supplier has always been another company." Yu Zi

Jiang answered.

"So, there is no financial conflict between Zhanjia and Feng Yiming." Tao Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

"If you hold a grudge just because of a bad word and develop it directly to the point where you have to kill her, this is a paranoid personality disorder..." Tao Lin said, turning the page of the book.

"Such people are usually irrational and easily lose control of their emotions, sometimes accompanied by symptoms of hysteria and persecution delusions. Such people like to commit crimes in a big way, but the targets of crimes are usually not fixed," he said.

While flipping through the book, the sound of friction between paper and air came into the receiver of the mobile phone.

"In the current Sunday murder case of falling from a building, the murderer's targets are all people facing debt crisis. It can be seen that he has a clear target and is not a paranoid personality disorder."

Yu Zijiang, who was on the other end of the phone, kept listening to Tao Lin's emotionless voice and had no words to interrupt his reasoning.

Until Tao Lin finished speaking, the two of them paused in silence for a few seconds.

"Have you finished eating?" Yu Zijiang suddenly asked.

This question was beyond Tao Lin's expectation. He had said so much that Yu Zijiang's attention seemed not to be on reasoning at all.

"I'm eating right now." He replied casually.

"Then put the book away! How can anyone turn over a book while eating?" Yu Zijiang deliberately prolonged his voice, showing a "sincere" persuasion.

"I have classes tomorrow..." Tao Lin replied disapprovingly.

"Eat well. If you live longer, you will have time to catch more criminals and chat more with your family." Yu Zijiang interrupted Tao Lin directly.

Tao Lin suddenly stopped turning the book in his hand. He exhaled slowly and unconsciously turned his head to look at the screen next to him.

There were many photo frames placed on the screen, and his gaze did not shift at all, only fixed on the middle photo frame.

The above is a photo of three people. Tao Lin is standing on the left, Yu Zijiang is standing on the right, and there is a girl in school uniform in the middle. She is holding the certificate of honor for the "Special Award for Mock Test Results" in her hand, and she insists on holding her arm with her.

Her two brothers finally made her gesture of holding the certificate extremely funny.

Yu Zijiang still had short hair at that time, and Tao Lin wore a plaster cast on his left hand that had been injured by a criminal. The bright sunshine was shining on them, and the smiles of the three of them were particularly bright.

Tao Lin stared at the photo in silence for a few seconds, and finally couldn't help but curl his lips.

"I know." He still pretended to be indifferent and answered Yu Zijiang softly.

Then he closed the book, put it on another table next to him, lowered his head and took a few bites of his meal.

"I just analyzed so much, have you listened?" Tao Lin asked Yu Zijiang.

"Listen, I took notes carefully, Teacher Tao." Yu Zijiang replied.

He had just been waving the pen in his hand and writing down a few key words that Tao Lin mentioned on the manuscript paper.

"Team Yu, the victim's family members are downstairs -" At this time, Tao Lin vaguely heard the voice of a police officer coming from Yu Zijiang's side in the background.

"I won't tell you anymore. I have to go to Zhang Yun's house with Feng Yiming's family. This family has been hiding from debts, and it took them so long to get to the police station after the incident." Yu Zijiang quickly lifted his legs.

He put it down from the table and said hastily to Tao Lin.

"When you are free tomorrow, remember to come to the police station to see me. I haven't finished analyzing the information with you yet. I'm waiting for you!" Yu Zijiang said the last thing and hung up the phone directly.

Before Tao Lin had time to reply to his words, the only sound left on his cell phone was the repetitive "didi-di-di" sound.

Police station——

Yu Zijiang adjusted his clothes and hurried out of the office, with two police officers following him.

"Boss, people from the Enforcement Bureau are also coming..." One of the police officers tilted his head and whispered beside Yu Zijiang.

"As expected, Jinjiang Real Estate owes so much money. The unfinished building has been left unfinished for so long and cannot be demolished. It has been avoiding debts before. Now Feng Yiming is murdered, and her parents come to identify the body. After coming out of the forensic department,

, he will probably be taken away and handed over to the court." Yu Zijiang sighed.

"There's nothing you can do about it, your daughter is more important..."

Yu Zijiang quickly arrived at the morgue of the Forensic Medicine Department. Zhang Yun stood at the door. Feng Yiming's parents were supported by the police, looking at the body covered with white cloth in the morgue, crying in pain.

Yu Zijiang slowly stopped beside them, his heart clenching involuntarily at the crying.

"I have tried my best to sew the wound on Feng Yiming's chest neatly." Zhang Yun whispered to Yu Zijiang in a low voice.
Chapter completed!