Huang Meng disagreed with Fu Hong's words: "But it cannot be ruled out that this is her bitter plan."

Fu Hong waved his hand, and he felt that Huang Meng should still have a preconceived problem: "A girl was injured in such an arm, which is not a trivial matter for them. Girls love beauty, even on her arms, which will affect her appearance. Most girls think so. As for the bitter trick you mentioned, is it because the things we asked about are related to her? Do you think she has the ability to kill people? And can she do it so cleanly and thoroughly?"

He was also thinking as he listened quietly as the two talked, smoking cigarettes and drinking tea.

Huang Meng said: "The murderer may be someone else, but he and Li Wenjing should be in the same group."

At this time, the two were interrupted.

"What else did you ask about Song Yinghong's answer to Li Wenjing that night?"

Fu and Huang were both stunned for a moment, but they soon realized. As Fu Hong said, their inquiry about Song Yinghong did not really touch any problem. Why did the other party suddenly attack Song Yinghong?

Huang Meng seemed to suddenly remember something: "By the way, Song Yinghong and I mentioned the scarf, and I asked Li Wenjing if she wore a scarf that night."

The deep eyes lit up, and it seemed that they had really found the key to the problem.

That's right, Liang Lan was strangled to death by something similar to a scarf, so when Huang Meng and the others asked Song Yinghong, they would naturally ask about the scarf. Although they did not tell Song Yinghong why they asked this question, perhaps it was this question that made Song Yinghong lose his life.

"Song Yinghong's answer at that time was no, and I think he did not deliberately hide it at that time, nor did he seem to be lying!" Fu Hong was still a little confused.

Chen Chen pressed out the cigarette butt and said, "Is there any such possibility? Song Yinghong did not lie when he answered, but he suddenly thought of something. Although he didn't know why the police suddenly asked him about Li Wenjing, he was not stupid. The police specifically asked him about Li Wenjing, and he was also a criminal policeman. He naturally guessed that Li Wenjing might be in trouble. That's why he called Li Wenjing and threatened her to agree to some request."

I have to say that the heavy analysis is very close to the facts.

However, Huang Meng said: "Although I agree with Shen Da's analysis, there is one thing I still don't make sense. Don't the other party know that it is easy to expose himself at this time? Even if they play like this, they will attract the fire to them. Once Song Yinghong dies, we will definitely doubt Li Wenjing. Is this the result they want?"

He nodded heavily, and he also felt the same about Huang Meng's thoughts.

Fu Hong smiled bitterly: "Look, you all started to contradict yourself."

He said seriously: "It's not contradictory. Song Yinghong must have a reason to die, because once Song Yinghong really discovers something, it is truly fatal to them. Once they play this way and can do it so sharply without leaving any trace, then they have long thought that we might doubt Li Wenjing. But doubts are always just suspicion. As long as we can't come up with evidence, this suspicion will never become a fact. But Song Yinghong is different. That's a variable. Once Song Yinghong tells the secret she knows and has such a witness, then our investigation work may have breakthrough progress."

Fu Hong said: "Is the secret that Song Yinghong knows the scarf?"

Judging from the conversation between him and Huang Meng and Song Yinghong, only the problem with that scarf may be the cause of Song Yinghong's death. In other words, Li Wenjing may have really worn a scarf that night.

Fu Hong thought of this and shook his head again: "No, if Li Wenjing really wore a silk scarf that night, why would the other two people who played cards with her not remember? In addition, judging from her activity time that night, she had no chance to commit crimes at all and did not meet the time conditions."

He drank a deep sip of tea: "Maybe we got into a misunderstanding. Liang Lan was indeed strangled to death by a scarf, but that does not mean that the murderer was a woman, or perhaps this was also the suspect set by the murderer. A scarf made us feel that the murderer was a woman, and even made us feel that two women were passionately killing people when they couldn't reach an agreement. In fact, otherwise, every murder was planned and prepared. The murderer was not simple and thoughtful. And the murderer must have a helper. If Li Wenjing really had a problem, then Li Wenjing and the murderer were in the same group."

Huang Meng looked at the heavy gaze with a little admiration. He felt that many times he would have a way of thinking as soon as he spoke.

Fu Hong said, "Hey, I think it's still not understandable. If the murderer wants us to think that the murderer is a woman, he will just bring a scarf to commit the crime. Why do you have to involve Li Wenjing?"

Chen Chen and Huang Meng were both silent, and the question Fu Hong mentioned was indeed very realistic.

Fu Hong was right. If the murderer was a man and had a premeditated murder, he would just bring a scarf to him, why should he be followed by Li Wenjing? Or, the deep prediction was wrong. At least Liang Lan's death was not a premeditated murder. It was really possible that as before, a woman committed the crime and killed someone passionately.

If this is true, then the murderer should be related to Li Wenjing. At least Li Wenjing knows that there is such a scarf, and this scarf is even probably Li Wenjing's, and Song Yinghong has seen it.

Then Song Yinghong threatened the scarf and wanted Li Wenjing to submit, but he didn't know that doing so was like putting a death talisman on himself, which led to his death.

"No matter what, Li Wenjing has suspicious things. Huang Meng, you should be responsible for this case." Chen Chen said.

Fu Hong said: "I'm the same thing, Mengzi, you must not bring your personal emotions in, do you understand?"

Huang Meng nodded.

It was already past two o'clock in the middle of the night when Chenchen returned home.

Lying on the bed, he kept thinking about the question raised by Fu Hong. Yes, Song Yinghong must have happened because of the problem of the scarf, but since Li Wenjing is not the murderer, why did the scarf appear in her hands? The reason why the scarf appears in Li Wenjing is naturally judged by Song Yinghong's death, and it is almost the same.

This is just like what Fu Hong said, as he said, he was planning, and this move was simply to take off his pants and fart, and it would be a waste of time.

It is impossible for a meticulous murderer to make such a low-level mistake.

What went wrong with this?

Chen Chen couldn't figure it out.

Early the next morning, Huang Meng went to Li Wenjing's place again.

He went there alone. Although this did not conform to the rules of handling cases, this time he did not visit as a policeman, but as an acquaintance.

Before he left, he told Chenchen what he thought, and Chenchen felt that he might try to let Huang Meng get in touch with him, and perhaps he could find a breakthrough in Li Wenjing.

Li Wenjing opened the door and saw that Huang Meng was standing outside. She frowned slightly: "Why are you here?"

She was wearing a sky blue nightgown, with a messy hair, a pale face, and a very haggard spirit. She was almost the same after recording her confession last night, but if something happened, no one could fall asleep again. She would be brave enough to stay at home alone.

Huang Meng said, "Can you let me in?"

Li Wenjing turned sideways, and Huang Meng went in and sat directly on the sofa in the living room.

Li Wenjing sat down opposite him, curled her feet directly on the sofa.

"Is there anything wrong? Where is your team Fu, why haven't you come together?"

"Miss Li, I didn't come as a policeman today. I want to talk to you as a friend or an acquaintance!"

Li Wenjing sneered: "Officer Huang, if I remember correctly, you have targeted me a lot these days. Do you think we may be friends?"

Huang Meng bit his lip: "Ms. Li, I apologize for the words I used to target you. Actually, I really didn't intend to target you, because..."

Speaking of this, Huang Meng paused for a moment, and Li Wenjing asked, "Why? Don't say that because I am very similar to one of your girlfriends, you think of her when you see me, and even how can she feel sorry for you? Officer Huang, don't you think the method of picking up girls is old-fashioned? First, you deliberately create conflicts and then get sympathy. If you really want to pick up me, then I remind you that you have made the wrong abacus and I can't like you."

Huang Meng was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Li Wenjing to say such a thing. That was really his line.

No, it's not a line, it's a fact.

But Li Wenjing blocked his mouth first, and he really didn't know how he should continue.

Seeing him in such embarrassment, Li Wenjing finally felt a little relieved.

Huang Meng sighed: "You are right. I used to have a girlfriend who came from the county like me. We had a good relationship, but later I became a policeman. Not long after, she proposed to break up. She said she had her ideals and dreams she wanted to pursue, and I couldn't give her all this."

Li Wenjing narrowed her eyes, as if she wanted to tell whether what Huang Meng said was true or false.

Huang Meng ignored her and continued: "Later, she paid too much for her so-called ideals or dreams. Now I don't know whether she is successful or not, but I know she is no longer the original one. She has even forgotten what she once really cared about."

Li Wenjing asked coldly: "Officer Huang, what do you mean by saying this to me?"

Huang Meng smiled bitterly: "I just think you are very similar to her. I want to ask Miss Li, is what you are pursuing now really what you want? And in order to achieve this goal, do you really ignore the consequences? Miss Li, many times, once some things are done, it will be difficult to turn back."

Li Wenjing's body trembled slightly, but her face was still calm.

"You also said that some things can't be turned back once they are done. As the old saying goes, there is no turning back, so do you think it makes sense to say these things now? And I don't think there is anything wrong with my life now. Officer Huang, if you don't have any official duties today, please go back. After the incident last night, I'm very tired and want to have a good rest."

Li Wenjing stood up, looking like she was seeing off the guests.

Huang Meng didn't know how to say anything else, so he stood up and nodded at Li Wenjing: "Please take care of yourself."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Officer Huang, what do you mean? What do you mean to be yourself? Are you threatening me?"

Huang Meng looked at her, shook her head gently, and then walked towards the door. In his opinion, Li Wenjing had a deep prejudice against him, and was very resistant and repulsive, and even had a strong sense of alert. It was really difficult to find a breakthrough from Li Wenjing, and he gave up his idea.

However, when he walked to the door, he couldn't help saying: "Ms. Li, if you think you want to talk to me, you can call me, you should have my phone number."

Li Wenjing didn't say anything, but stood there with a cold face and didn't move. The moment Huang Meng closed the door, Li Wenjing suddenly collapsed on the sofa, and tears actually flowed out of her eyes.

Huang Meng told Shen Chen about seeing Li Wenjing. Shen Chen didn't say much, but just told him not to be discouraged. Some things take time.

Huang Meng got into the car and left the community.

But he didn't notice that Li Wenjing was standing by the window and watching his car leave.

Li Wenjing was also very entangled at this moment. She didn't know whether her choice was right or wrong, but she knew that she was already on the back of the tiger and it was not easy to get off.

Shen Chen hung up Huang Meng's phone and the office door was pushed open. Tan Ke came in.

Because of the suspension, Shen Chen was still a little angry with Tan Ke. He glanced at Tan Ke and said, "Director Tan, do you have any instructions?"

"The instructions are not up to date. I'll tell you that Director Huang is going to be discharged from the hospital."

"Oh." Shen Chen's reaction was very cold, as if Huang Xinfa's affairs had nothing to do with him.

"Shen Chen, I know you have opinions about the two old guys, but we really have no malice."
Chapter completed!