Chapter 132
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Zhang Dongmei, 42, is a junior high school female teacher in Nancheng No.1 middle school.
She used to teach mathematics. As a teacher, Zhang Dongmei seems to be successful. The class she brought out has always been among the best in mathematics.
And she herself was selected as the gold medal teacher of Nancheng city. When she was in her thirties, she won more than ten awards from schools and the city. A few years ago, there were parents who secretly stuffed money in order to send their children to the class she taught.
Song Wen frowned and asked, "what a coincidence?"
On one side, Qian Jiang put out his hand, coughed softly and said, "I want the police officer to check, but it's a pity that I lost my mobile phone."
But Zhao Yuliang's words are right. He is not a suspect now. If he doesn't want to, song Wenzhen can't search his mobile phone at this time.
If the previous answers are normal, now Zhao Yuliang's reaction is to let Song Wen feel something. His eyes narrowed and he said, "Dr. Zhao knows the law very well. He deserves to be a high intellectual. I just want you to cooperate with the investigation. Now that you say that, it makes me feel that there is something shameful on your mobile phone. "
Dr. Zhao Yuliang's face showed a little displeasure, solemnly refused: "you have no search warrant, no right to search our mobile phone."
"What about the others?" Song Wen said, turning to look at the two men, "do you have any photos on your mobile phone? Can you show us that? "
Tan Shan also said: "I usually go to the same school as Mr. Zhang. I always meet each other. I didn't shoot tonight."
Ji Meiyun shook her head.
Song Wen asked, "didn't you take a picture with the teacher?"
Ji Meiyun bowed her head and said, "I'm getting married soon. It's not good to take pictures with my male classmates."
Several people on the scene looked at each other, Li Tian said: "no, I didn't take photos. I'm always afraid of leaving a black history in our business, so I didn't take photos."
Maybe there's something in the picture.
Song Wenming explained his meaning and said, "if you have any photos, you can show them to us."
Beautiful dishes, touching parties, memories of youth, this is not the usual content in the circle of friends.
He doesn't love the excitement, but most people like it. It seems that this is human nature. Just now, he listened to these people describe the process of eating. It seems that the process of exchanging greetings and taking pictures is missing.
"We haven't seen each other for several years. Suddenly, we have a party with teachers and classmates. We should take some photos and videos as a souvenir, post microblogs or circle of friends, right?" Lu Si said softly.
Just now, Lu Siyu recorded that he didn't make a sound. At this time, he suddenly spoke. Several people on the scene were stunned by him.
What?
Lu Siyu has been taking the book to record these clues one by one in the book. At this time, he raised his head and looked thoughtfully at the messy cake and the wine bottle next to it. The meal should be very lively. "Did you take pictures of the party tonight?" he asked
Everyone shook their heads.
"Do you know why Mr. Zhang went to the roof?"
In other words, these five people all said that they were not at the scene, and each of them was in a different position. It seemed that everyone could lie, had time to commit a crime, and had no alibi.
Song Wen and his colleagues just looked at the distribution of the hotel before entering the box. The roof is not far away from the box, and the toilet is next to the stairway.
Tan Shan said: "I was ready to leave at that time. I just came to the corner of the fifth floor I heard a sound downstairs. I ran downstairs and saw Mr. Zhang lying on the sidewalk outside. "
Meng Tiantian said through the mask: "I was in the bathroom, too. I drank too much and sat in the bathroom for a while..."
Ji Meiyun said at this time: "I washed my hands in the pool outside the bathroom at that time."
Dr. Zhao Yuliang said, "I smoke in the smoking area outside."
"I was waiting in the room for the waiter to pay," Qian said
A good teacher, several successful students. Song Wen's eyes crossed their faces to judge who might be the murderer. He asked another key question: "where were you when the teacher was killed?"
The crowd continued to be silent.
Qian Jiang found that he was wrong and said, "anyway, officer, I'm innocent. I didn't push it down. Who seems to be a murderer in this room? Maybe someone really pushed it..."
Song Wen continued to chase him and said, "do you think this is an accident?"
Qian Jiang said: "well, I don't mean that. The teacher drank a lot of wine today. Maybe she wanted to wake up and got to the rooftop and accidentally fell off it."
Song Wen looks at Qian Jiang and catches the message in his words: "do you mean Mr. Zhang committed suicide?"
There was a moment of silence.
Qian Jiang said: "we just had an ordinary meal. Who would have thought that the teacher would jump down from the upstairs at last?"Tan Shan shook her head: "everyone is usually very busy in work and life. I haven't seen many people for several years."
Song Wen then asked, "do you often get together?"
"Nothing." Tan Shan whispered, "we haven't seen each other for many years. When we met, we talked about what happened in our class and recalled our junior high school life. When we were in the class, we were all good students. After Mr. Zhang came to Nancheng, the first class he took was our class. Our class also got very good grades, especially in mathematics. That year, the average score of the unified examination was the highest in the whole province. "
"What did you talk about at dinner tonight?" Song Wen continued to ask.
In any case, these are the people who are at the top of the crowd.
Song Wen looked at these five people and sorted them out: a teacher who went back to his alma mater of junior high school to teach, a young actor, a bride who was about to marry a rich family, a rich second generation who opened a 4S shop at home, and a doctor.
One side of the small police came to Song Wen's ear and said: "this young master's family almost monopolized the car business in the South half of the city." The auto industry once made huge profits. This man is a standard rich second generation.
Qian Jiang belched: "I I have a 4S shop at home. "
"And you? What do you do? "Song Wen turned his head and looked at the Qianjiang River. It seemed that he had drunk a lot of wine just now, and he was the kind of person who would drink more if he drank more.
The woman in red didn't speak. She nodded to Song Wen and Lu Siyu and acquiesced.
Qian Jiang's eyes looked at the woman in red, and then answered, "she's going to marry into a rich family. What else do you want to do?" Then he said to the woman, "am I right?"
"What kind of work?" Song Wen asked.
Song Wen looked at the ID card registration just now. The name on it is Ji Meiyun.
The woman in red dress is very beautiful, even more endurable than the little actor Meng Tiantian. This year, she was dressed in red, with a red windbreaker, a red silk scarf around her neck, and a red lipstick on her mouth. These red colors made her skin white as snow and her lips red.
Qian Jiang then pointed to the rest of a woman in red: "beauty, our class once class flower, she is about to get married."
The man with glasses turned his head and took a look at Qian Jiang. He seemed to dislike his talkative attitude, but he didn't say anything more.
Qian Jiang pointed to the bookish man with glasses and said, "Zhao Yuliang, the doctor with the highest degree in our class, is going to teach in Beicheng University."
Song Wen turned to the rest of the people: "your current occupation is..."
Meng Tiantian took the mask back.
Song Wen knew that she might be afraid of being recognized, and that the actor might get into trouble with this kind of thing, which might affect his future. So he didn't make any trouble and gave a hand.
"Officer song I do it because my job is special. " Meng Tiantian blinks and looks at Song Wen. The mask is still hanging on his chin. It seems that he is ready to take it back at any time.
Song Wenzhen has never heard of it. Judging from this situation, he should be a third rate little star.
It was the man named Qian Jiang who answered, "her name is Meng Tiantian, and her stage name is Meng Ailin. You should have heard of her?"
Recently, there is a play that is very popular. Song Wen is always brushed by Cheng Xiaobing. The girl three in it seems to be the woman in front of him. Remember, song's appearance is also sensitive to people.
Song Wen thought about it and said, "I see you It seems a little familiar. Are you The actor? "
After hearing this, the woman took off her mask, and Song Wen finally saw her face. She was very good-looking, with a sharp chin and big eyes. She could talk normally
Song Wen looked at the woman's mask and frowned, "did you eat with a mask just now?"
Seeing that he was really going to report all the dishes, the girl with a mask next to him raised her head: "Qian Jiang, don't say a few words, you're not bad for the money."
The boy began to name the dish: "Cantonese style barbecued pork, lotus leaf chicken, Buddha jumping over the wall, special lotus root clip, crystal shrimp steamed dumplings..."
Song Wen asked, "what are you eating tonight, so expensive?"
Among the two boys, the tall, handsome Feng Yan nodded, pointed to the receipt in front of him and said, "that's natural. This meal is five thousand three." Then he sighed, "I heard that the guests downstairs left without paying their bills. If the waiter came so late, would I save more than 5000 yuan?"
Song Wen's eyes looked at those people: "you must have a good relationship with the teacher. I have been gathering for ten years since graduation, and I chose such a high-end Chinese restaurant. "
"That is, Zhang Dongmei began to take you when she was 29 years old, until she was 32 years old."
Tan Shan said: "ten years. We graduated from junior high school at the age of 15. We are 25 years old this year. "
"In other words, Mr. Zhang is not only your former junior high school head teacher, but also your present colleague." Song Wenli said, "how many years have you graduated?"Her answer is very serious, like a report to the students or leaders. Tan Shan is the thinnest one among these people. Standing there, she looks like a gust of wind can blow her down.
So a woman with a ponytail, a blue dress and a white ponytail stood up: "my name is Tan Shan. Now I'm a junior high school Chinese teacher in Nancheng No.1 middle school. Today, everyone is free, so I asked our junior high school head teacher, Mr. Zhang, to have dinner together..." She was a little nervous and continued in a trembling voice, "we At that time, I had finished my meal and was ready to leave. The teacher drank a little too much, then That's what happened. None of us thought it would be like this. "
The man looks very well, but his face is tight and he looks very serious.
A well mannered man with glasses said, "let's talk to the monitor." He looks very bookish, and the power of his glasses is very thick from the side.
Lu Siyu is very conscious. He pulls an empty chair to sit down, takes his bag, opens it, takes out a pen and paper, and prepares to make a record. Then he remembered that this empty chair should be the one Zhang Dongmei had sat in before.
Then Song Wen put his backpack aside and said, "I'm Song Wen, the criminal policeman in charge of this case today. Who will tell us the basic situation?"
In addition to the two of them, Zhang Ziqi of the second team also arrived before. He had already registered the ID card information of these five people. Song Wen took the form he handed over. One by one, compare with several people in front of you.
It's more than seven o'clock in the evening. Song Wen looks at the flow of people outside. It's as expected by Gu Bureau. At this time, it's really impossible to transfer the suspect. It seems that he can only ask about the situation here.
In the middle of the table, there was a white cake, and there was only a mess at the bottom. There are some wine stains on the ground and some crumbs of cake.
the table was still not ready to be served. It was a good table, two bottles of Baijiu, a few bottles of beer, and some of them had wine. Apparently they didn't drink much.
Several people's looks are also handsome men and beautiful women, only a woman in the corner with a mask, covering the nose and chin.
Looking at the clothes, most of these young people are dressed in fresh clothes, and some of them are wearing famous bags and watches, which are expensive.
There are two young men, three women and five young people sitting in the room. At this time, there are more and more voices outside the window. However, the atmosphere inside the room is gloomy. Everyone hangs their heads and says nothing.
After reading the materials sent by Zhu Xiao, Lu Siyu follows Song Wen to the lotus pond Chunxiao hall on the fifth floor. This is where Mr. Zhang and five students had dinner before.
Now, the excellent people's teacher turned into a cold corpse, lying on the floor of the hotel lobby. This ending makes people feel a little sad.
This semester, Zhang Dongmei took fewer classes because of her health, and turned to be a tutor. Many parents are extremely sorry.
It seems that this is a good teacher who has devoted his youth to teaching.
At the age of 26, Zhang Dongmei was married to a doctor. However, a few years after her marriage, she ended up with a divorce. She did not have a child. It seems that after the divorce, her job and students are left in her life.
But from the data, her family life is not happy. Zhang Dongmei was born in a peasant family, and her parents are still in the countryside. She also has a younger brother in her family. No matter how excellent her elder sister is, she is not valued by her family. At that time, Zhang Dongmei's score in the college entrance examination was higher than that of a better school, but for various reasons, her family still let her go to a teacher's college with lower fees.
Qian Jiang nodded: "really That's what happened. I went out to the bathroom just now, and my mobile phone was touched. He pointed to the Bluetooth headset beside me, and this is the only one left. " Then he looked at the people in front of him, "just now, everyone helped me find my mobile phone. We all know about it."
Tan Shan lowered her head and whispered: "I really lost it. I almost called the police. Originally, I said I would look for it after dinner. Now the police are here, so I don't think I need to call the police."
Song Wen had no choice but to wave his hand and said, "well, Zhang Ziqi, you and the store manager said, find a few private rooms and lock them up separately. Don't collude with each other. I'll ask everyone about tonight alone later." Net, net,...:
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Zhang Dongmei, 42, is a junior high school female teacher in Nancheng No.1 middle school.
She used to teach mathematics. As a teacher, Zhang Dongmei seems to be successful. The class she brought out has always been among the best in mathematics.
And she herself was selected as the gold medal teacher of Nancheng city. When she was in her thirties, she won more than ten awards from schools and the city. A few years ago, there were parents who secretly stuffed money in order to send their children to the class she taught.
Song Wen frowned and asked, "what a coincidence?"
On one side, Qian Jiang put out his hand, coughed softly and said, "I want the police officer to check, but it's a pity that I lost my mobile phone."
But Zhao Yuliang's words are right. He is not a suspect now. If he doesn't want to, song Wenzhen can't search his mobile phone at this time.
If the previous answers are normal, now Zhao Yuliang's reaction is to let Song Wen feel something. His eyes narrowed and he said, "Dr. Zhao knows the law very well. He deserves to be a high intellectual. I just want you to cooperate with the investigation. Now that you say that, it makes me feel that there is something shameful on your mobile phone. "
Dr. Zhao Yuliang's face showed a little displeasure, solemnly refused: "you have no search warrant, no right to search our mobile phone."
"What about the others?" Song Wen said, turning to look at the two men, "do you have any photos on your mobile phone? Can you show us that? "
Tan Shan also said: "I usually go to the same school as Mr. Zhang. I always meet each other. I didn't shoot tonight."
Ji Meiyun shook her head.
Song Wen asked, "didn't you take a picture with the teacher?"
Ji Meiyun bowed her head and said, "I'm getting married soon. It's not good to take pictures with my male classmates."
Several people on the scene looked at each other, Li Tian said: "no, I didn't take photos. I'm always afraid of leaving a black history in our business, so I didn't take photos."
Maybe there's something in the picture.
Song Wenming explained his meaning and said, "if you have any photos, you can show them to us."
Beautiful dishes, touching parties, memories of youth, this is not the usual content in the circle of friends.
He doesn't love the excitement, but most people like it. It seems that this is human nature. Just now, he listened to these people describe the process of eating. It seems that the process of exchanging greetings and taking pictures is missing.
"We haven't seen each other for several years. Suddenly, we have a party with teachers and classmates. We should take some photos and videos as a souvenir, post microblogs or circle of friends, right?" Lu Si said softly.
Just now, Lu Siyu recorded that he didn't make a sound. At this time, he suddenly spoke. Several people on the scene were stunned by him.
What?
Lu Siyu has been taking the book to record these clues one by one in the book. At this time, he raised his head and looked thoughtfully at the messy cake and the wine bottle next to it. The meal should be very lively. "Did you take pictures of the party tonight?" he asked
Everyone shook their heads.
"Do you know why Mr. Zhang went to the roof?"
In other words, these five people all said that they were not at the scene, and each of them was in a different position. It seemed that everyone could lie, had time to commit a crime, and had no alibi.
Song Wen and his colleagues just looked at the distribution of the hotel before entering the box. The roof is not far away from the box, and the toilet is next to the stairway.
Tan Shan said: "I was ready to leave at that time. I just came to the corner of the fifth floor I heard a sound downstairs. I ran downstairs and saw Mr. Zhang lying on the sidewalk outside. "
Meng Tiantian said through the mask: "I was in the bathroom, too. I drank too much and sat in the bathroom for a while..."
Ji Meiyun said at this time: "I washed my hands in the pool outside the bathroom at that time."
Dr. Zhao Yuliang said, "I smoke in the smoking area outside."
"I was waiting in the room for the waiter to pay," Qian said
A good teacher, several successful students. Song Wen's eyes crossed their faces to judge who might be the murderer. He asked another key question: "where were you when the teacher was killed?"
The crowd continued to be silent.
Qian Jiang found that he was wrong and said, "anyway, officer, I'm innocent. I didn't push it down. Who seems to be a murderer in this room? Maybe someone really pushed it..."
Song Wen continued to chase him and said, "do you think this is an accident?"
Qian Jiang said: "well, I don't mean that. The teacher drank a lot of wine today. Maybe she wanted to wake up and got to the rooftop and accidentally fell off it."
Song Wen looks at Qian Jiang and catches the message in his words: "do you mean Mr. Zhang committed suicide?"
There was a moment of silence.
Qian Jiang said: "we just had an ordinary meal. Who would have thought that the teacher would jump down from the upstairs at last?"Tan Shan shook her head: "everyone is usually very busy in work and life. I haven't seen many people for several years."
Song Wen then asked, "do you often get together?"
"Nothing." Tan Shan whispered, "we haven't seen each other for many years. When we met, we talked about what happened in our class and recalled our junior high school life. When we were in the class, we were all good students. After Mr. Zhang came to Nancheng, the first class he took was our class. Our class also got very good grades, especially in mathematics. That year, the average score of the unified examination was the highest in the whole province. "
"What did you talk about at dinner tonight?" Song Wen continued to ask.
In any case, these are the people who are at the top of the crowd.
Song Wen looked at these five people and sorted them out: a teacher who went back to his alma mater of junior high school to teach, a young actor, a bride who was about to marry a rich family, a rich second generation who opened a 4S shop at home, and a doctor.
One side of the small police came to Song Wen's ear and said: "this young master's family almost monopolized the car business in the South half of the city." The auto industry once made huge profits. This man is a standard rich second generation.
Qian Jiang belched: "I I have a 4S shop at home. "
"And you? What do you do? "Song Wen turned his head and looked at the Qianjiang River. It seemed that he had drunk a lot of wine just now, and he was the kind of person who would drink more if he drank more.
The woman in red didn't speak. She nodded to Song Wen and Lu Siyu and acquiesced.
Qian Jiang's eyes looked at the woman in red, and then answered, "she's going to marry into a rich family. What else do you want to do?" Then he said to the woman, "am I right?"
"What kind of work?" Song Wen asked.
Song Wen looked at the ID card registration just now. The name on it is Ji Meiyun.
The woman in red dress is very beautiful, even more endurable than the little actor Meng Tiantian. This year, she was dressed in red, with a red windbreaker, a red silk scarf around her neck, and a red lipstick on her mouth. These red colors made her skin white as snow and her lips red.
Qian Jiang then pointed to the rest of a woman in red: "beauty, our class once class flower, she is about to get married."
The man with glasses turned his head and took a look at Qian Jiang. He seemed to dislike his talkative attitude, but he didn't say anything more.
Qian Jiang pointed to the bookish man with glasses and said, "Zhao Yuliang, the doctor with the highest degree in our class, is going to teach in Beicheng University."
Song Wen turned to the rest of the people: "your current occupation is..."
Meng Tiantian took the mask back.
Song Wen knew that she might be afraid of being recognized, and that the actor might get into trouble with this kind of thing, which might affect his future. So he didn't make any trouble and gave a hand.
"Officer song I do it because my job is special. " Meng Tiantian blinks and looks at Song Wen. The mask is still hanging on his chin. It seems that he is ready to take it back at any time.
Song Wenzhen has never heard of it. Judging from this situation, he should be a third rate little star.
It was the man named Qian Jiang who answered, "her name is Meng Tiantian, and her stage name is Meng Ailin. You should have heard of her?"
Recently, there is a play that is very popular. Song Wen is always brushed by Cheng Xiaobing. The girl three in it seems to be the woman in front of him. Remember, song's appearance is also sensitive to people.
Song Wen thought about it and said, "I see you It seems a little familiar. Are you The actor? "
After hearing this, the woman took off her mask, and Song Wen finally saw her face. She was very good-looking, with a sharp chin and big eyes. She could talk normally
Song Wen looked at the woman's mask and frowned, "did you eat with a mask just now?"
Seeing that he was really going to report all the dishes, the girl with a mask next to him raised her head: "Qian Jiang, don't say a few words, you're not bad for the money."
The boy began to name the dish: "Cantonese style barbecued pork, lotus leaf chicken, Buddha jumping over the wall, special lotus root clip, crystal shrimp steamed dumplings..."
Song Wen asked, "what are you eating tonight, so expensive?"
Among the two boys, the tall, handsome Feng Yan nodded, pointed to the receipt in front of him and said, "that's natural. This meal is five thousand three." Then he sighed, "I heard that the guests downstairs left without paying their bills. If the waiter came so late, would I save more than 5000 yuan?"
Song Wen's eyes looked at those people: "you must have a good relationship with the teacher. I have been gathering for ten years since graduation, and I chose such a high-end Chinese restaurant. "
"That is, Zhang Dongmei began to take you when she was 29 years old, until she was 32 years old."
Tan Shan said: "ten years. We graduated from junior high school at the age of 15. We are 25 years old this year. "
"In other words, Mr. Zhang is not only your former junior high school head teacher, but also your present colleague." Song Wenli said, "how many years have you graduated?"Her answer is very serious, like a report to the students or leaders. Tan Shan is the thinnest one among these people. Standing there, she looks like a gust of wind can blow her down.
So a woman with a ponytail, a blue dress and a white ponytail stood up: "my name is Tan Shan. Now I'm a junior high school Chinese teacher in Nancheng No.1 middle school. Today, everyone is free, so I asked our junior high school head teacher, Mr. Zhang, to have dinner together..." She was a little nervous and continued in a trembling voice, "we At that time, I had finished my meal and was ready to leave. The teacher drank a little too much, then That's what happened. None of us thought it would be like this. "
The man looks very well, but his face is tight and he looks very serious.
A well mannered man with glasses said, "let's talk to the monitor." He looks very bookish, and the power of his glasses is very thick from the side.
Lu Siyu is very conscious. He pulls an empty chair to sit down, takes his bag, opens it, takes out a pen and paper, and prepares to make a record. Then he remembered that this empty chair should be the one Zhang Dongmei had sat in before.
Then Song Wen put his backpack aside and said, "I'm Song Wen, the criminal policeman in charge of this case today. Who will tell us the basic situation?"
In addition to the two of them, Zhang Ziqi of the second team also arrived before. He had already registered the ID card information of these five people. Song Wen took the form he handed over. One by one, compare with several people in front of you.
It's more than seven o'clock in the evening. Song Wen looks at the flow of people outside. It's as expected by Gu Bureau. At this time, it's really impossible to transfer the suspect. It seems that he can only ask about the situation here.
In the middle of the table, there was a white cake, and there was only a mess at the bottom. There are some wine stains on the ground and some crumbs of cake.
the table was still not ready to be served. It was a good table, two bottles of Baijiu, a few bottles of beer, and some of them had wine. Apparently they didn't drink much.
Several people's looks are also handsome men and beautiful women, only a woman in the corner with a mask, covering the nose and chin.
Looking at the clothes, most of these young people are dressed in fresh clothes, and some of them are wearing famous bags and watches, which are expensive.
There are two young men, three women and five young people sitting in the room. At this time, there are more and more voices outside the window. However, the atmosphere inside the room is gloomy. Everyone hangs their heads and says nothing.
After reading the materials sent by Zhu Xiao, Lu Siyu follows Song Wen to the lotus pond Chunxiao hall on the fifth floor. This is where Mr. Zhang and five students had dinner before.
Now, the excellent people's teacher turned into a cold corpse, lying on the floor of the hotel lobby. This ending makes people feel a little sad.
This semester, Zhang Dongmei took fewer classes because of her health, and turned to be a tutor. Many parents are extremely sorry.
It seems that this is a good teacher who has devoted his youth to teaching.
At the age of 26, Zhang Dongmei was married to a doctor. However, a few years after her marriage, she ended up with a divorce. She did not have a child. It seems that after the divorce, her job and students are left in her life.
But from the data, her family life is not happy. Zhang Dongmei was born in a peasant family, and her parents are still in the countryside. She also has a younger brother in her family. No matter how excellent her elder sister is, she is not valued by her family. At that time, Zhang Dongmei's score in the college entrance examination was higher than that of a better school, but for various reasons, her family still let her go to a teacher's college with lower fees.
Qian Jiang nodded: "really That's what happened. I went out to the bathroom just now, and my mobile phone was touched. He pointed to the Bluetooth headset beside me, and this is the only one left. " Then he looked at the people in front of him, "just now, everyone helped me find my mobile phone. We all know about it."
Tan Shan lowered her head and whispered: "I really lost it. I almost called the police. Originally, I said I would look for it after dinner. Now the police are here, so I don't think I need to call the police."
Song Wen had no choice but to wave his hand and said, "well, Zhang Ziqi, you and the store manager said, find a few private rooms and lock them up separately. Don't collude with each other. I'll ask everyone about tonight alone later." Net, net,...:
Zhang Dongmei, 42, is a junior high school female teacher in Nancheng No.1 middle school. She used to teach mathematics. As a teacher, Zhang Dongmei seems to be successful. The class she brought out has always been among the best in mathematics. And she herself was selected as the gold medal teacher of Nancheng city. When she was in her thirties, she won more than ten awards from schools and the city. A few years ago, there were parents who secretly stuffed money in order to send their children to the class she taught. Song Wen frowned and asked, "what a coincidence?" On one side, Qian Jiang put out his hand, coughed softly and said, "I want the police officer to check, but it's a pity that I lost my mobile phone." But Zhao Yuliang's words are right. He is not a suspect now. If he doesn't want to, song Wenzhen can't search his mobile phone at this time. If the previous answers are normal, now Zhao Yuliang's reaction is to let Song Wen feel something. His eyes narrowed and he said, "Dr. Zhao knows the law very well. He deserves to be a high intellectual. I just want you to cooperate with the investigation. Now that you say that, it makes me feel that there is something shameful on your mobile phone. " Dr. Zhao Yuliang's face showed a little displeasure, solemnly refused: "you have no search warrant, no right to search our mobile phone." "What about the others?" Song Wen said, turning to look at the two men, "do you have any photos on your mobile phone? Can you show us that? " Tan Shan also said: "I usually go to the same school as Mr. Zhang. I always meet each other. I didn't shoot tonight." Ji Meiyun shook her head. Song Wen asked, "didn't you take a picture with the teacher?" Ji Meiyun bowed her head and said, "I'm getting married soon. It's not good to take pictures with my male classmates." Several people on the scene looked at each other, Li Tian said: "no, I didn't take photos. I'm always afraid of leaving a black history in our business, so I didn't take photos." Maybe there's something in the picture. Song Wenming explained his meaning and said, "if you have any photos, you can show them to us." Beautiful dishes, touching parties, memories of youth, this is not the usual content in the circle of friends. He doesn't love the excitement, but most people like it. It seems that this is human nature. Just now, he listened to these people describe the process of eating. It seems that the process of exchanging greetings and taking pictures is missing. "We haven't seen each other for several years. Suddenly, we have a party with teachers and classmates. We should take some photos and videos as a souvenir, post microblogs or circle of friends, right?" Lu Si said softly. Just now, Lu Siyu recorded that he didn't make a sound. At this time, he suddenly spoke. Several people on the scene were stunned by him. What? Lu Siyu has been taking the book to record these clues one by one in the book. At this time, he raised his head and looked thoughtfully at the messy cake and the wine bottle next to it. The meal should be very lively. "Did you take pictures of the party tonight?" he asked Everyone shook their heads. "Do you know why Mr. Zhang went to the roof?" In other words, these five people all said that they were not at the scene, and each of them was in a different position. It seemed that everyone could lie, had time to commit a crime, and had no alibi. Song Wen and his colleagues just looked at the distribution of the hotel before entering the box. The roof is not far away from the box, and the toilet is next to the stairway. Tan Shan said: "I was ready to leave at that time. I just came to the corner of the fifth floor I heard a sound downstairs. I ran downstairs and saw Mr. Zhang lying on the sidewalk outside. " Meng Tiantian said through the mask: "I was in the bathroom, too. I drank too much and sat in the bathroom for a while..." Ji Meiyun said at this time: "I washed my hands in the pool outside the bathroom at that time." Dr. Zhao Yuliang said, "I smoke in the smoking area outside." "I was waiting in the room for the waiter to pay," Qian said A good teacher, several successful students. Song Wen's eyes crossed their faces to judge who might be the murderer. He asked another key question: "where were you when the teacher was killed?" The crowd continued to be silent. Qian Jiang found that he was wrong and said, "anyway, officer, I'm innocent. I didn't push it down. Who seems to be a murderer in this room? Maybe someone really pushed it..." Song Wen continued to chase him and said, "do you think this is an accident?" Qian Jiang said: "well, I don't mean that. The teacher drank a lot of wine today. Maybe she wanted to wake up and got to the rooftop and accidentally fell off it." Song Wen looks at Qian Jiang and catches the message in his words: "do you mean Mr. Zhang committed suicide?" There was a moment of silence. Qian Jiang said: "we just had an ordinary meal. Who would have thought that the teacher would jump down from the upstairs at last?"Tan Shan shook her head: "everyone is usually very busy in work and life. I haven't seen many people for several years." Song Wen then asked, "do you often get together?" "Nothing." Tan Shan whispered, "we haven't seen each other for many years. When we met, we talked about what happened in our class and recalled our junior high school life. When we were in the class, we were all good students. After Mr. Zhang came to Nancheng, the first class he took was our class. Our class also got very good grades, especially in mathematics. That year, the average score of the unified examination was the highest in the whole province. " "What did you talk about at dinner tonight?" Song Wen continued to ask. In any case, these are the people who are at the top of the crowd. Song Wen looked at these five people and sorted them out: a teacher who went back to his alma mater of junior high school to teach, a young actor, a bride who was about to marry a rich family, a rich second generation who opened a 4S shop at home, and a doctor. One side of the small police came to Song Wen's ear and said: "this young master's family almost monopolized the car business in the South half of the city." The auto industry once made huge profits. This man is a standard rich second generation. Qian Jiang belched: "I I have a 4S shop at home. " "And you? What do you do? "Song Wen turned his head and looked at the Qianjiang River. It seemed that he had drunk a lot of wine just now, and he was the kind of person who would drink more if he drank more. The woman in red didn't speak. She nodded to Song Wen and Lu Siyu and acquiesced. Qian Jiang's eyes looked at the woman in red, and then answered, "she's going to marry into a rich family. What else do you want to do?" Then he said to the woman, "am I right?" "What kind of work?" Song Wen asked. Song Wen looked at the ID card registration just now. The name on it is Ji Meiyun. The woman in red dress is very beautiful, even more endurable than the little actor Meng Tiantian. This year, she was dressed in red, with a red windbreaker, a red silk scarf around her neck, and a red lipstick on her mouth. These red colors made her skin white as snow and her lips red. Qian Jiang then pointed to the rest of a woman in red: "beauty, our class once class flower, she is about to get married." The man with glasses turned his head and took a look at Qian Jiang. He seemed to dislike his talkative attitude, but he didn't say anything more. Qian Jiang pointed to the bookish man with glasses and said, "Zhao Yuliang, the doctor with the highest degree in our class, is going to teach in Beicheng University." Song Wen turned to the rest of the people: "your current occupation is..." Meng Tiantian took the mask back. Song Wen knew that she might be afraid of being recognized, and that the actor might get into trouble with this kind of thing, which might affect his future. So he didn't make any trouble and gave a hand. "Officer song I do it because my job is special. " Meng Tiantian blinks and looks at Song Wen. The mask is still hanging on his chin. It seems that he is ready to take it back at any time. Song Wenzhen has never heard of it. Judging from this situation, he should be a third rate little star. It was the man named Qian Jiang who answered, "her name is Meng Tiantian, and her stage name is Meng Ailin. You should have heard of her?" Recently, there is a play that is very popular. Song Wen is always brushed by Cheng Xiaobing. The girl three in it seems to be the woman in front of him. Remember, song's appearance is also sensitive to people. Song Wen thought about it and said, "I see you It seems a little familiar. Are you The actor? " After hearing this, the woman took off her mask, and Song Wen finally saw her face. She was very good-looking, with a sharp chin and big eyes. She could talk normally Song Wen looked at the woman's mask and frowned, "did you eat with a mask just now?" Seeing that he was really going to report all the dishes, the girl with a mask next to him raised her head: "Qian Jiang, don't say a few words, you're not bad for the money." The boy began to name the dish: "Cantonese style barbecued pork, lotus leaf chicken, Buddha jumping over the wall, special lotus root clip, crystal shrimp steamed dumplings..." Song Wen asked, "what are you eating tonight, so expensive?" Among the two boys, the tall, handsome Feng Yan nodded, pointed to the receipt in front of him and said, "that's natural. This meal is five thousand three." Then he sighed, "I heard that the guests downstairs left without paying their bills. If the waiter came so late, would I save more than 5000 yuan?" Song Wen's eyes looked at those people: "you must have a good relationship with the teacher. I have been gathering for ten years since graduation, and I chose such a high-end Chinese restaurant. " "That is, Zhang Dongmei began to take you when she was 29 years old, until she was 32 years old." Tan Shan said: "ten years. We graduated from junior high school at the age of 15. We are 25 years old this year. " "In other words, Mr. Zhang is not only your former junior high school head teacher, but also your present colleague." Song Wenli said, "how many years have you graduated?"Her answer is very serious, like a report to the students or leaders. Tan Shan is the thinnest one among these people. Standing there, she looks like a gust of wind can blow her down. So a woman with a ponytail, a blue dress and a white ponytail stood up: "my name is Tan Shan. Now I'm a junior high school Chinese teacher in Nancheng No.1 middle school. Today, everyone is free, so I asked our junior high school head teacher, Mr. Zhang, to have dinner together..." She was a little nervous and continued in a trembling voice, "we At that time, I had finished my meal and was ready to leave. The teacher drank a little too much, then That's what happened. None of us thought it would be like this. " The man looks very well, but his face is tight and he looks very serious. A well mannered man with glasses said, "let's talk to the monitor." He looks very bookish, and the power of his glasses is very thick from the side. Lu Siyu is very conscious. He pulls an empty chair to sit down, takes his bag, opens it, takes out a pen and paper, and prepares to make a record. Then he remembered that this empty chair should be the one Zhang Dongmei had sat in before. Then Song Wen put his backpack aside and said, "I'm Song Wen, the criminal policeman in charge of this case today. Who will tell us the basic situation?" In addition to the two of them, Zhang Ziqi of the second team also arrived before. He had already registered the ID card information of these five people. Song Wen took the form he handed over. One by one, compare with several people in front of you. It's more than seven o'clock in the evening. Song Wen looks at the flow of people outside. It's as expected by Gu Bureau. At this time, it's really impossible to transfer the suspect. It seems that he can only ask about the situation here. In the middle of the table, there was a white cake, and there was only a mess at the bottom. There are some wine stains on the ground and some crumbs of cake. the table was still not ready to be served. It was a good table, two bottles of Baijiu, a few bottles of beer, and some of them had wine. Apparently they didn't drink much. Several people's looks are also handsome men and beautiful women, only a woman in the corner with a mask, covering the nose and chin. Looking at the clothes, most of these young people are dressed in fresh clothes, and some of them are wearing famous bags and watches, which are expensive. There are two young men, three women and five young people sitting in the room. At this time, there are more and more voices outside the window. However, the atmosphere inside the room is gloomy. Everyone hangs their heads and says nothing. After reading the materials sent by Zhu Xiao, Lu Siyu follows Song Wen to the lotus pond Chunxiao hall on the fifth floor. This is where Mr. Zhang and five students had dinner before. Now, the excellent people's teacher turned into a cold corpse, lying on the floor of the hotel lobby. This ending makes people feel a little sad. This semester, Zhang Dongmei took fewer classes because of her health, and turned to be a tutor. Many parents are extremely sorry. It seems that this is a good teacher who has devoted his youth to teaching. At the age of 26, Zhang Dongmei was married to a doctor. However, a few years after her marriage, she ended up with a divorce. She did not have a child. It seems that after the divorce, her job and students are left in her life. But from the data, her family life is not happy. Zhang Dongmei was born in a peasant family, and her parents are still in the countryside. She also has a younger brother in her family. No matter how excellent her elder sister is, she is not valued by her family. At that time, Zhang Dongmei's score in the college entrance examination was higher than that of a better school, but for various reasons, her family still let her go to a teacher's college with lower fees. Qian Jiang nodded: "really That's what happened. I went out to the bathroom just now, and my mobile phone was touched. He pointed to the Bluetooth headset beside me, and this is the only one left. " Then he looked at the people in front of him, "just now, everyone helped me find my mobile phone. We all know about it." Tan Shan lowered her head and whispered: "I really lost it. I almost called the police. Originally, I said I would look for it after dinner. Now the police are here, so I don't think I need to call the police." Song Wen had no choice but to wave his hand and said, "well, Zhang Ziqi, you and the store manager said, find a few private rooms and lock them up separately. Don't collude with each other. I'll ask everyone about tonight alone later." Net, net,...:
