1PIAADITSB Chapter 11

The familiar coffee shop. Song Yang, sitting alone with two cappuccinos, was replaying Team Leader Yu’s words to him in his mind.

“Wei Zheng Rong handled the ‘Mummy Man and Naive Girl’ case back then,” Yu continued. “That’s why he feels guilty towards Jiang Ge, and it’s also why the relationship between the County Investigation Bureau and Kang County Daily has become so strange.”

As he was pondering, the person he was waiting for arrived.

Sitting across from Song Yang, Jiang Ge took off her sunglasses and said, “Speak. The professor’s new leads.”

This was the reason Song Yang gave Jiang Ge for agreeing to meet him.

“The professor isn’t dead, and you’re plotting some kind of plan with him, right?” Song Yang said out of the blue. “Let me guess, does it have something to do with your brother?”

Jiang Ge said expressionlessly, “Did you ask me here just to say this? Nonsense. You’re really boring.”

She got up, ready to leave.

“The professor isn’t dead!” Song Yang said unhurriedly, “He’s alive and well.”

“Impossible.” Jiang Ge frowned. “You clearly saw him killed in the video.”

“Are you sure the person who was killed was the professor?” Song Yang continued, “Your perspective should be the same as the perspective in your video, right? In that case, did you see the face of the person who was killed? No, you didn’t.”

“Listening to you, it seems that I really didn’t see whether the person was the professor or not.” Jiang Ge sat back down, thinking. “Why did I conclude that he was dead?”

“Because the professor’s time of death was the 14th, but on the 15th, the professor was still teaching class. So many people saw him, and we’ve also proved that that person was the professor.”

“Wait a minute, the professor died on the 14th? Then who was the person I saw on the 15th?” Jiang Ge’s mind was racing. Because of her profession as a reporter, she was very sensitive to dates, so she was able to react so quickly.

She didn’t seem to be lying.

Song Yang asked again, “Could the professor be working with you?”

“Use your brain.” She said speechlessly, “If I was planning something with the professor, would I give you the video?”

Often, people easily get caught up in a dead end.

Hearing her say that, Song Yang immediately realized that she was right. If they were really cooperating, Jiang Ge wouldn’t have needed to give him the video at all.

He temporarily put aside his suspicion of her.

He explained: “The person you saw on the 15th was the professor. Many witnesses can prove it.”

“No, no, that’s not right.” Jiang Ge suddenly spoke, “I can be very sure that I interviewed the professor on the 15th. If the professor died on the 14th, then who did I interview on the 15th?”

A layer of goosebumps suddenly appeared on her skin. “Could it be that I interviewed a ghost?”

“Comrade Jiang Ge, it’s the 21st century now, where are you getting ghosts from? Are you kidding me? We are all good atheists with science to back us up.” Song Yang replied annoyedly.

“Then what happened with the professor on the 15th?”

“That’s why I’m asking you if you’re deliberately hiding something and colluding with the professor.”

“I can tell you very clearly, I’m not familiar with the professor at all. The reason I went to interview him was because the newspaper asked me to.”

“This time on the 15th was the first time I interviewed him. Before this, his interviews were always done by a colleague of mine, not me. So, this was our first meeting. How could I cooperate with a professor who I didn’t know anything about during our first meeting? What’s wrong with my brain?” Jiang Ge said with a gloomy expression.

“If you still suspect me, then I don’t think there’s any need for us to cooperate. I wasn’t the best choice to begin with.”

Jiang Ge got up again, but Song Yang hurriedly grabbed her, saying, “That’s not what I meant. I’m just ruling out all possibilities. Isn’t what’s left the closest thing to the truth?”

“So, that’s why you think the professor didn’t die.” Jiang Ge frowned, calming down.

“Yes. That’s the most logical deduction.” Song Yang continued, “Can you let me see the entire video of the interview?”

“That—” Jiang Ge hesitated.

“Or can you tell me what the main topic was?”

“About his new research topic.” After a brief explanation, Song Yang understood. After all, it involved the professor’s and the newspaper’s secrets. Without a search warrant, she really didn’t have to show it to him.

Jiang Ge changed the subject: “Is there a possibility that the professor is actually a twin? So the people on the 14th and 15th were two different people, they just looked very similar.”

“Also, I have a question. Was the corpse on the 14th the professor’s? Was it confirmed?”

Jiang Ge’s guess made Song Yang frown slightly.

He realized that he had been overlooking a problem all along.

“Regarding this point, I need to verify it.”

Song Yang left in a hurry, without even saying goodbye to her. He rushed back to the Investigation Bureau, and before he could even catch his breath, he learned some news.

—The murderer was found.

In the office.

Old Zhao was explaining:

“Through comparing several days of surveillance footage, and with the joint efforts of all the county’s portrait artists, the murderer has finally been found.”

“Wang Jie, female, 50 years old this year, lives in Building 3, Unit 302 of Tongfu District, works at the Bafu Institution (Eight Blessings Research Institute), and is still single. Her parents passed away three years ago.”

“When we arrived, she was already dead. The forensic doctor’s initial estimate is suicide. There was a suicide note left at the scene.”

“The content of the suicide note is as follows.”

The projector displayed the image.

Song Yang and the investigators stared at the suicide note.

The handwriting was very beautiful, and the meaning was easy to understand.

Simply put, the reason she killed the professor was because her marriage proposal was rejected, so she became a ruthless killer.

After a pause of more than thirty seconds, noticing that most people had finished reading it, he continued, “In her bedroom, we found a Mamian Skirt and a mask.”

Below the photo of the suicide note, two more photos appeared.

“In addition to these obvious pieces of evidence, we also found many photos and videos of the professor stored on her computer, all of which she took secretly.”

“Also, we found her diary. She has a habit of writing in a diary. On the evening of the 10th, she wrote down her plan.”

Another photo.

〖May 10th, the weather is clear.

Today, I went to see the professor again, but he still ignored me. I expressed my naked love to him. I love him. I want to marry him and have children.

But he still rejected me.

I know he’s obsessed with research, and it’s all for that slut. I know, I know everything.

Why am I not as good as that slut? She’s already lived for thirty years. Don’t think you don’t know who she is. I know, I know everything.

Okay, if you don’t sleep with me, I’ll kill you.

Kill you, kill you.

Then I’ll commit suicide, so we can be together forever.

You know that this broadsword was given to me by that slut. I’m going to use this broadsword to kill you, then cut off your head and put it by your bed.〗

“The depth of the writing varies, and the degree of dryness of the ink is different. The lower part should be her additions.” Old Zhao continued to explain.

〖To kill him, you need to wear a Mamian Skirt, wear a mask, and wear gloves and foot coverings. Then kill him. This way, I can send his soul directly to the Heavenly Prison. I want to make him suffer in the Heavenly Prison.

My lord, oh yeah, oh yeah~

I am your God~

Oh yeah, oh yeah~

You are my wife, oh yeah, oh yeah~〗

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