Chapter 682

Yangji District, temporary residence of Jiang Zhong.

The perimeter has been cordoned off and security guards are standing.

Jiang guchen and others have just entered to identify the body, and from his heartbreaking cry, they have been able to confirm that the body inside is indeed Jiang Zhong.

Night Hong did not go into the room, but in the cordon outside and song Qianqian have a sentence without a chat.

Finally, song Qianqian failed to become the official supervisor because of his qualifications.

However, because of her outstanding performance and outstanding achievements during the agency period, she was finally transferred to the Yangji District Security Bureau as the chief supervisor.

Although Yangji district is far less important than Huangming District in Bailu City, it is also a huge promotion.

After all, in her early twenties, it is not easy for her to become a chief inspector.

Jiang Zhong's case is the first case that song Qianqian came into contact with after taking office. She attached great importance to it and immediately brought people to come after receiving the report.

But she didn't expect to meet Yehong here.

"Besides Jiang Zhong, there is another person's life trace in the house."

Song Qianqian looks at the security officers who are collecting evidence inside and outside, frowning.

"It's his wife, Xiao Xuanxuan."

Ye Hong casually replied that he did not have any good feelings for Jiang Zhong and his wife.

Therefore, when they heard the news of Jiang Zhong's death, they were not as sad as Jiang guchan.

"But we can't get in touch with Xiao Xuanxuan now, and the room seems to have been passive, as if deliberately erasing the traces of Xiao Xuanxuan."

Hearing song Qianqian's words, Yehong pondered: "you suspect that Jiang Zhong didn't commit suicide, but Xiao Xuanxuan gave him..."

Song Qianqian shook his head: "now there is no evidence, we can't jump to a conclusion, wait for the follow-up investigation.

Alas, poor old Jiang, the white haired man sent the black haired man... "

Ye Hong was silent.

No matter how much Jiang guchan hated Jiang Zhong, it was his own flesh and blood. When he was old and lost his son, it was really the most painful thing in the world.

But these are all the family affairs of the Jiang family. Even if Jiang Zhong is really killed, Yehong has no obligation to manage it, and does not want to.

Song Qianqian gently sighed, suddenly turned his head to see the night Hong way: "is your buckle stolen?"

Ye Hong didn't expect that song Qianqian would suddenly say such a sentence. He was stunned for a moment, and then he said with a bitter smile: "no, it's my sister..."

he said something about yezhinuo in a few words, which made song Qianqian shake his head in tears and laughter.

Night weaves Nuo again how to hide, and how to escape song Qianqian, this professional, all of a sudden she saw through.

"It's no wonder that you're going to talk to me about getting goose bumps."

Eh?

Night Hong this is to come to interest: "what did she say to you?"

Song Qianqian tender white face suddenly red, with a trace of embarrassment: "no, nothing."

"I'm going to be busy. I'll talk to you later." She put on her cap, pulled the cordon and entered the scene to direct the investigation.

But no matter how you look at it, there is a sense of urgency in running away.

Night Hong micro wrinkled double eyebrows, it seems to go back to a good interrogation night weaving promise!

...

in the afternoon of that day, Yehong took a cart of herbs obtained from the ancient medical base and went back for a night food.

He took a little look at the operation of the store, it seems that there is not much impact because of the disappearance of Xiao Zhang.

Although it is not as noisy as it used to be, it is also one of the best in the flow of the whole seaside food street.

But ye Hong knows that this is only a temporary illusion. If Xiaozhang is not recovered as soon as possible, there will be big problems in the follow-up.