Chapter 83
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Song Wen and Lu Siyu go back to the office and tell several team members what Chen Sixue said, just skipping the part where she cured her eyes.
Fu Linjiang digested the information Song Wen said and sorted out his thinking: "the progress of the case, that is to say, the real Chen Yanqiu, took Zhang Rui's mobile phone and ID. After living for more than a month from New Year's day, he was killed and put his body in the chemical plant. Chen Yanqiu This man is terminally ill, isn't he? And a sister, so why did he do that? "
Song Wen said: "his behavior should be related to his previous" working ". Now we don't know what the specific content of his work is. "
Lu Siyu is a little worried that Song Wen is hungry and sleeps in a daze. He's a bit tongue tied. He's a little embarrassed and covers his face to reflect.
Lu Siyu looked up. The tableware didn't move at all, just like when he was asleep. He sat up with his forehead and said angrily, "you idiot, what are you waiting for me..."
Song Wen got up and put the dish in the microwave oven: "I'm waiting for you to eat."
Lu Siyu only felt that it was a short time. Unexpectedly, after such a long time, he got up and said, "I'm much better, so you haven't slept?"
Song Wen said, "it's more than two o'clock. You've been sleeping for almost five hours."
Lu Siyu opened his eyes. His eyes were still red, like a cat just waking up. He adapted to the light in the room and asked, "what time is it?"
Song Wen found him awake and turned to see him.
Lu Siyu struggled for a while. He thought that Song Wen might be right. If he went to bed after dinner, he might not wake up from hunger.
This is purely a self-protection mechanism that the body has reached its limit. Lu Siyu seems to have fallen asleep for a while. His head doesn't hurt so much. Then he wakes up hungry.
Lu Siyu was in a daze for a long time. He felt as if he was sinking somewhere. All kinds of voices and people gathered around him. For a moment, it seemed that he was in a dark cupboard. His brother put him in. He said to him, "don't make a sound. Don't make a sound." For a time, it seemed that he was in the classroom, and the teacher's mouth was open and closed, and he could not hear what he said clearly; for a time, it seemed that he was sitting in the forensic room, facing a corpse.
Song Wen saw that Lu Siyu's breathing was steady, but he was very weak. He stretched out his hand to pull away the dog and made a silent gesture towards it. Then he hesitated for a moment. Instead of holding Lu Siyu up, he took a thin quilt from upstairs and covered him. Then he sat on the sofa.
At this time, the wolf put up his ears and came over to lick Lu Siyu's hand.
Lu Siyu's voice almost begged, and he called officer song again. Song Wen stood up in a daze and went to his pulse for fear that he would be too weak to cause shock. Lu Siyu brushed off his hand: "it's OK. I just I'm a little tired. Let me have a rest... "
Lu Siyu's face was white, his eyes couldn't open, and his voice was a little weeping, like a child's coquetry: "officer song, I feel sick, I have a headache Let me sleep for a while Don't move me... "
Lu Siyu still closed his eyes, but obviously he was still awake. He seemed to have no bones. Song Wen gently shook him: "no, you have to eat something before you go to sleep."
Song Wen put rice in the electric rice cooker, thinking that he couldn't fool things too much, and went to cook two more dishes. When he's ready, come and greet Lu Siyu.
Lu Siyu thought about it for a moment, but he didn't have the strength to get up. He moved his finger and said, "well, let's make porridge..." After that, he curled up on the sofa, feeling tired from inside to outside. He vomited all his meals in the morning and didn't eat much at noon. He should be hungry now, but his stomach was empty and he didn't feel anything, as if the organ was not his own.
Song Wen said, "well, I'll help you and you can teach me." Lu Siyu couldn't see it himself, but he noticed that the man's face was not normal, even his lips were pale.
Lu Siyu raised his eyes and looked at him: "Song team, don't make trouble. I want to have a good meal."
Song Wen saw that he was uncomfortable for a long time, but he bit his teeth and didn't say anything. He went to him and asked, "how about dinner?"
Entering the door, Lu Siyu fell on the sofa after a few steps. The sequelae of reduced dosage had come out completely. Yesterday, he only slept for a few hours, and his brain was like a paste. After a busy day, Lu Siyu felt that every cell was overloaded and didn't want to move.
Although the identification of the victim has made some progress, the next action is to wait for the next investigation results. Song Wen and Lu Siyu are half an hour late, and they are still off duty on time.
Song Wen thought of something: "according to Lin xiuran's previous forensic report, Chen Yanqiu It's the murder weapon of the mummy. It seems to be a knife about 15 cm long. It's a bit similar to this fruit knife... " Then he shook his head and denied his idea. "This kind of knife is too common. Even if it's similar, it can't prove anything."
"There seems to be a fruit knife missing from the rest." Lu Siyu pushes the photo to Song Wen. There is a vacancy beside the kitchen knife.There is a small kitchen with an old kitchen stand, but there is not a simple kitchen stand.
Lu Siyu's fingertips stop on a photo. It's a small desk with paper and pens on it. On the top of the desk are two rows of bookshelves. Zhang Rui's cultural level is not high. That bookshelf is obviously Chen Yanqiu's. it can be seen that he prefers books of philosophy and travel notes.
There are also several photos of the indoor environment, which are two dark basements. Only by the south, there is a row of small ventilation windows. In such an environment, you can't see sunlight all day. The basement is very messy, and all kinds of furniture are old. Through the photos, you can smell the musty smell of the basement.
Lu Siyu lowered his head and looked at several photos of the scene. They were left by the corpse in the basement. The corpse in the photos had rotted long ago and could not recognize his face. He could only see that he was a man in winter clothes.
At the time of Zhang Rui's death, the forensics also made a scene investigation and took a few photos. However, it was a case of death at that time, so it was not very detailed.
With the confirmation of Chen Yanqiu's identity, they now know more and more information.
Song Wen arranges the work here. As soon as he looks back, he sees Lu Siyu standing in front of the white board of the office, staring at the information pasted on the board.
"It's better to transfer them together." Song Wen thought about it and said, "but these people are very cautious. The details of working may not be disclosed on the Internet. You should find out all the information you can find first."
Zhu Xiao said: "there should be no problem. I'll apply immediately. By the way, can you check the past records of the group, but it will take some time. "
Song Wen asked: "can you decipher their numbers and log in to see the situation in the group?"
To get more information, entering Q group is undoubtedly the fastest way.
Song Wen gives the Q group number to Zhu Xiao. There are still more than 200 people in the group. Zhu Xiao quickly determines the number Zhang Rui and Chen Yanqiu used through various information. Although they have passed away, their numbers are still in the group and have not been kicked out for a while.
The young man cut off all contacts and turned the last two months of his life into a mystery.
He didn't use his bank card any more. Maybe he stayed in a small hotel or rented a house, but he didn't keep any records.
Under the guise of being a friend, a "dead" person has quietly infiltrated into human society
Further down, all kinds of data and analysis can't help them much. After Chen Yanqiu incarnated as Zhang Rui, she only sent out a few short messages, which proved Zhang Rui's survival and covered up the truth that Zhang Rui had died.
No one knows what happened at the end of his life. Why did he die in the end?
God is not fair, but such a young man is terminally ill
At his words, the crowd was silent for a moment.
Zhu Xiao sighed, "seriously, if it wasn't for all kinds of data and evidence, I would suspect that there are such people in the world..."
"Shortly after graduating from University, he has been a volunteer for more than many years. Before he got sick, he gave five blood. Even if he is ill, he is optimistic. In the Mutual Aid Association, he used his own example to encourage other patients, and often let them live in the basement he rented for free. When he was rich, he would lend money to the patients who were living in difficulties, and he would take the initiative to help them. All of his patients, doctors and nurses evaluated him as a gentle, kind and understanding person. "
Zhu Xiaojin further concretized the event: "this person has always been excellent in both character and learning. When he was in primary school, he was a student of all kinds of" three good "students, and he was awarded a certificate for collecting money. When he went to junior high school, he was a moral model of all kinds of" five stresses and four beauties ". When I got to the University, I was the president of their student union
"No matter where I call, as long as I ask this person, it's the evaluation. Then they feel sympathy and regret for his illness and death. "
Seeing that the crowd was puzzled, Zhu Xiao explained.
Zhu Xiao took out several stacks of materials: "all the information I found is here." He hesitated for a moment and said, "what should I say This man is a good man. "
Song Wen then asked Zhu Xiao, "how are you doing with the social investigation of the deceased Chen Yanqiu?"
After the two exchanged identities, Chen Yanqiu must have done something with Zhang Rui's identity in one or two months, and he hoped others would think that he was dead.
Song Wen did not know how to analyze the behavior of the dead. He looked up at Lu Siyu. Lu Siyu bit his nails and thought intently. After a while, he said four words: "the golden cicada is out of its shell."
"What else? It must be something illegal. " Lao Jia said, "the boy was afraid of taking the money after he finished, so he changed his identity with his roommate and pretended to be dead."
Song Wen didn't mind, but he retorted: "well, don't say that to your direct leader. I also ate two bags of bread and a box of potato chips. And it's not all to wait for you. I'm squatting on the Internet. "Lu Siyu still had no strength all over, but his brain began to turn: "is it wired?"
Song Wendao: "that incurable disease group, I finally went in." Net, net,...:
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Song Wen and Lu Siyu go back to the office and tell several team members what Chen Sixue said, just skipping the part where she cured her eyes.
Fu Linjiang digested the information Song Wen said and sorted out his thinking: "the progress of the case, that is to say, the real Chen Yanqiu, took Zhang Rui's mobile phone and ID. After living for more than a month from New Year's day, he was killed and put his body in the chemical plant. Chen Yanqiu This man is terminally ill, isn't he? And a sister, so why did he do that? "
Song Wen said: "his behavior should be related to his previous" working ". Now we don't know what the specific content of his work is. "
Lu Siyu is a little worried that Song Wen is hungry and sleeps in a daze. He's a bit tongue tied. He's a little embarrassed and covers his face to reflect.
Lu Siyu looked up. The tableware didn't move at all, just like when he was asleep. He sat up with his forehead and said angrily, "you idiot, what are you waiting for me..."
Song Wen got up and put the dish in the microwave oven: "I'm waiting for you to eat."
Lu Siyu only felt that it was a short time. Unexpectedly, after such a long time, he got up and said, "I'm much better, so you haven't slept?"
Song Wen said, "it's more than two o'clock. You've been sleeping for almost five hours."
Lu Siyu opened his eyes. His eyes were still red, like a cat just waking up. He adapted to the light in the room and asked, "what time is it?"
Song Wen found him awake and turned to see him.
Lu Siyu struggled for a while. He thought that Song Wen might be right. If he went to bed after dinner, he might not wake up from hunger.
This is purely a self-protection mechanism that the body has reached its limit. Lu Siyu seems to have fallen asleep for a while. His head doesn't hurt so much. Then he wakes up hungry.
Lu Siyu was in a daze for a long time. He felt as if he was sinking somewhere. All kinds of voices and people gathered around him. For a moment, it seemed that he was in a dark cupboard. His brother put him in. He said to him, "don't make a sound. Don't make a sound." For a time, it seemed that he was in the classroom, and the teacher's mouth was open and closed, and he could not hear what he said clearly; for a time, it seemed that he was sitting in the forensic room, facing a corpse.
Song Wen saw that Lu Siyu's breathing was steady, but he was very weak. He stretched out his hand to pull away the dog and made a silent gesture towards it. Then he hesitated for a moment. Instead of holding Lu Siyu up, he took a thin quilt from upstairs and covered him. Then he sat on the sofa.
At this time, the wolf put up his ears and came over to lick Lu Siyu's hand.
Lu Siyu's voice almost begged, and he called officer song again. Song Wen stood up in a daze and went to his pulse for fear that he would be too weak to cause shock. Lu Siyu brushed off his hand: "it's OK. I just I'm a little tired. Let me have a rest... "
Lu Siyu's face was white, his eyes couldn't open, and his voice was a little weeping, like a child's coquetry: "officer song, I feel sick, I have a headache Let me sleep for a while Don't move me... "
Lu Siyu still closed his eyes, but obviously he was still awake. He seemed to have no bones. Song Wen gently shook him: "no, you have to eat something before you go to sleep."
Song Wen put rice in the electric rice cooker, thinking that he couldn't fool things too much, and went to cook two more dishes. When he's ready, come and greet Lu Siyu.
Lu Siyu thought about it for a moment, but he didn't have the strength to get up. He moved his finger and said, "well, let's make porridge..." After that, he curled up on the sofa, feeling tired from inside to outside. He vomited all his meals in the morning and didn't eat much at noon. He should be hungry now, but his stomach was empty and he didn't feel anything, as if the organ was not his own.
Song Wen said, "well, I'll help you and you can teach me." Lu Siyu couldn't see it himself, but he noticed that the man's face was not normal, even his lips were pale.
Lu Siyu raised his eyes and looked at him: "Song team, don't make trouble. I want to have a good meal."
Song Wen saw that he was uncomfortable for a long time, but he bit his teeth and didn't say anything. He went to him and asked, "how about dinner?"
Entering the door, Lu Siyu fell on the sofa after a few steps. The sequelae of reduced dosage had come out completely. Yesterday, he only slept for a few hours, and his brain was like a paste. After a busy day, Lu Siyu felt that every cell was overloaded and didn't want to move.
Although the identification of the victim has made some progress, the next action is to wait for the next investigation results. Song Wen and Lu Siyu are half an hour late, and they are still off duty on time.
Song Wen thought of something: "according to Lin xiuran's previous forensic report, Chen Yanqiu It's the murder weapon of the mummy. It seems to be a knife about 15 cm long. It's a bit similar to this fruit knife... " Then he shook his head and denied his idea. "This kind of knife is too common. Even if it's similar, it can't prove anything."
"There seems to be a fruit knife missing from the rest." Lu Siyu pushes the photo to Song Wen. There is a vacancy beside the kitchen knife.There is a small kitchen with an old kitchen stand, but there is not a simple kitchen stand.
Lu Siyu's fingertips stop on a photo. It's a small desk with paper and pens on it. On the top of the desk are two rows of bookshelves. Zhang Rui's cultural level is not high. That bookshelf is obviously Chen Yanqiu's. it can be seen that he prefers books of philosophy and travel notes.
There are also several photos of the indoor environment, which are two dark basements. Only by the south, there is a row of small ventilation windows. In such an environment, you can't see sunlight all day. The basement is very messy, and all kinds of furniture are old. Through the photos, you can smell the musty smell of the basement.
Lu Siyu lowered his head and looked at several photos of the scene. They were left by the corpse in the basement. The corpse in the photos had rotted long ago and could not recognize his face. He could only see that he was a man in winter clothes.
At the time of Zhang Rui's death, the forensics also made a scene investigation and took a few photos. However, it was a case of death at that time, so it was not very detailed.
With the confirmation of Chen Yanqiu's identity, they now know more and more information.
Song Wen arranges the work here. As soon as he looks back, he sees Lu Siyu standing in front of the white board of the office, staring at the information pasted on the board.
"It's better to transfer them together." Song Wen thought about it and said, "but these people are very cautious. The details of working may not be disclosed on the Internet. You should find out all the information you can find first."
Zhu Xiao said: "there should be no problem. I'll apply immediately. By the way, can you check the past records of the group, but it will take some time. "
Song Wen asked: "can you decipher their numbers and log in to see the situation in the group?"
To get more information, entering Q group is undoubtedly the fastest way.
Song Wen gives the Q group number to Zhu Xiao. There are still more than 200 people in the group. Zhu Xiao quickly determines the number Zhang Rui and Chen Yanqiu used through various information. Although they have passed away, their numbers are still in the group and have not been kicked out for a while.
The young man cut off all contacts and turned the last two months of his life into a mystery.
He didn't use his bank card any more. Maybe he stayed in a small hotel or rented a house, but he didn't keep any records.
Under the guise of being a friend, a "dead" person has quietly infiltrated into human society
Further down, all kinds of data and analysis can't help them much. After Chen Yanqiu incarnated as Zhang Rui, she only sent out a few short messages, which proved Zhang Rui's survival and covered up the truth that Zhang Rui had died.
No one knows what happened at the end of his life. Why did he die in the end?
God is not fair, but such a young man is terminally ill
At his words, the crowd was silent for a moment.
Zhu Xiao sighed, "seriously, if it wasn't for all kinds of data and evidence, I would suspect that there are such people in the world..."
"Shortly after graduating from University, he has been a volunteer for more than many years. Before he got sick, he gave five blood. Even if he is ill, he is optimistic. In the Mutual Aid Association, he used his own example to encourage other patients, and often let them live in the basement he rented for free. When he was rich, he would lend money to the patients who were living in difficulties, and he would take the initiative to help them. All of his patients, doctors and nurses evaluated him as a gentle, kind and understanding person. "
Zhu Xiaojin further concretized the event: "this person has always been excellent in both character and learning. When he was in primary school, he was a student of all kinds of" three good "students, and he was awarded a certificate for collecting money. When he went to junior high school, he was a moral model of all kinds of" five stresses and four beauties ". When I got to the University, I was the president of their student union
"No matter where I call, as long as I ask this person, it's the evaluation. Then they feel sympathy and regret for his illness and death. "
Seeing that the crowd was puzzled, Zhu Xiao explained.
Zhu Xiao took out several stacks of materials: "all the information I found is here." He hesitated for a moment and said, "what should I say This man is a good man. "
Song Wen then asked Zhu Xiao, "how are you doing with the social investigation of the deceased Chen Yanqiu?"
After the two exchanged identities, Chen Yanqiu must have done something with Zhang Rui's identity in one or two months, and he hoped others would think that he was dead.
Song Wen did not know how to analyze the behavior of the dead. He looked up at Lu Siyu. Lu Siyu bit his nails and thought intently. After a while, he said four words: "the golden cicada is out of its shell."
"What else? It must be something illegal. " Lao Jia said, "the boy was afraid of taking the money after he finished, so he changed his identity with his roommate and pretended to be dead."
Song Wen didn't mind, but he retorted: "well, don't say that to your direct leader. I also ate two bags of bread and a box of potato chips. And it's not all to wait for you. I'm squatting on the Internet. "Lu Siyu still had no strength all over, but his brain began to turn: "is it wired?"
Song Wendao: "that incurable disease group, I finally went in." Net, net,...:
Song Wen and Lu Siyu go back to the office and tell several team members what Chen Sixue said, just skipping the part where she cured her eyes. Fu Linjiang digested the information Song Wen said and sorted out his thinking: "the progress of the case, that is to say, the real Chen Yanqiu, took Zhang Rui's mobile phone and ID. After living for more than a month from New Year's day, he was killed and put his body in the chemical plant. Chen Yanqiu This man is terminally ill, isn't he? And a sister, so why did he do that? " Song Wen said: "his behavior should be related to his previous" working ". Now we don't know what the specific content of his work is. " Lu Siyu is a little worried that Song Wen is hungry and sleeps in a daze. He's a bit tongue tied. He's a little embarrassed and covers his face to reflect. Lu Siyu looked up. The tableware didn't move at all, just like when he was asleep. He sat up with his forehead and said angrily, "you idiot, what are you waiting for me..." Song Wen got up and put the dish in the microwave oven: "I'm waiting for you to eat." Lu Siyu only felt that it was a short time. Unexpectedly, after such a long time, he got up and said, "I'm much better, so you haven't slept?" Song Wen said, "it's more than two o'clock. You've been sleeping for almost five hours." Lu Siyu opened his eyes. His eyes were still red, like a cat just waking up. He adapted to the light in the room and asked, "what time is it?" Song Wen found him awake and turned to see him. Lu Siyu struggled for a while. He thought that Song Wen might be right. If he went to bed after dinner, he might not wake up from hunger. This is purely a self-protection mechanism that the body has reached its limit. Lu Siyu seems to have fallen asleep for a while. His head doesn't hurt so much. Then he wakes up hungry. Lu Siyu was in a daze for a long time. He felt as if he was sinking somewhere. All kinds of voices and people gathered around him. For a moment, it seemed that he was in a dark cupboard. His brother put him in. He said to him, "don't make a sound. Don't make a sound." For a time, it seemed that he was in the classroom, and the teacher's mouth was open and closed, and he could not hear what he said clearly; for a time, it seemed that he was sitting in the forensic room, facing a corpse. Song Wen saw that Lu Siyu's breathing was steady, but he was very weak. He stretched out his hand to pull away the dog and made a silent gesture towards it. Then he hesitated for a moment. Instead of holding Lu Siyu up, he took a thin quilt from upstairs and covered him. Then he sat on the sofa. At this time, the wolf put up his ears and came over to lick Lu Siyu's hand. Lu Siyu's voice almost begged, and he called officer song again. Song Wen stood up in a daze and went to his pulse for fear that he would be too weak to cause shock. Lu Siyu brushed off his hand: "it's OK. I just I'm a little tired. Let me have a rest... " Lu Siyu's face was white, his eyes couldn't open, and his voice was a little weeping, like a child's coquetry: "officer song, I feel sick, I have a headache Let me sleep for a while Don't move me... " Lu Siyu still closed his eyes, but obviously he was still awake. He seemed to have no bones. Song Wen gently shook him: "no, you have to eat something before you go to sleep." Song Wen put rice in the electric rice cooker, thinking that he couldn't fool things too much, and went to cook two more dishes. When he's ready, come and greet Lu Siyu. Lu Siyu thought about it for a moment, but he didn't have the strength to get up. He moved his finger and said, "well, let's make porridge..." After that, he curled up on the sofa, feeling tired from inside to outside. He vomited all his meals in the morning and didn't eat much at noon. He should be hungry now, but his stomach was empty and he didn't feel anything, as if the organ was not his own. Song Wen said, "well, I'll help you and you can teach me." Lu Siyu couldn't see it himself, but he noticed that the man's face was not normal, even his lips were pale. Lu Siyu raised his eyes and looked at him: "Song team, don't make trouble. I want to have a good meal." Song Wen saw that he was uncomfortable for a long time, but he bit his teeth and didn't say anything. He went to him and asked, "how about dinner?" Entering the door, Lu Siyu fell on the sofa after a few steps. The sequelae of reduced dosage had come out completely. Yesterday, he only slept for a few hours, and his brain was like a paste. After a busy day, Lu Siyu felt that every cell was overloaded and didn't want to move. Although the identification of the victim has made some progress, the next action is to wait for the next investigation results. Song Wen and Lu Siyu are half an hour late, and they are still off duty on time. Song Wen thought of something: "according to Lin xiuran's previous forensic report, Chen Yanqiu It's the murder weapon of the mummy. It seems to be a knife about 15 cm long. It's a bit similar to this fruit knife... " Then he shook his head and denied his idea. "This kind of knife is too common. Even if it's similar, it can't prove anything." "There seems to be a fruit knife missing from the rest." Lu Siyu pushes the photo to Song Wen. There is a vacancy beside the kitchen knife.There is a small kitchen with an old kitchen stand, but there is not a simple kitchen stand. Lu Siyu's fingertips stop on a photo. It's a small desk with paper and pens on it. On the top of the desk are two rows of bookshelves. Zhang Rui's cultural level is not high. That bookshelf is obviously Chen Yanqiu's. it can be seen that he prefers books of philosophy and travel notes. There are also several photos of the indoor environment, which are two dark basements. Only by the south, there is a row of small ventilation windows. In such an environment, you can't see sunlight all day. The basement is very messy, and all kinds of furniture are old. Through the photos, you can smell the musty smell of the basement. Lu Siyu lowered his head and looked at several photos of the scene. They were left by the corpse in the basement. The corpse in the photos had rotted long ago and could not recognize his face. He could only see that he was a man in winter clothes. At the time of Zhang Rui's death, the forensics also made a scene investigation and took a few photos. However, it was a case of death at that time, so it was not very detailed. With the confirmation of Chen Yanqiu's identity, they now know more and more information. Song Wen arranges the work here. As soon as he looks back, he sees Lu Siyu standing in front of the white board of the office, staring at the information pasted on the board. "It's better to transfer them together." Song Wen thought about it and said, "but these people are very cautious. The details of working may not be disclosed on the Internet. You should find out all the information you can find first." Zhu Xiao said: "there should be no problem. I'll apply immediately. By the way, can you check the past records of the group, but it will take some time. " Song Wen asked: "can you decipher their numbers and log in to see the situation in the group?" To get more information, entering Q group is undoubtedly the fastest way. Song Wen gives the Q group number to Zhu Xiao. There are still more than 200 people in the group. Zhu Xiao quickly determines the number Zhang Rui and Chen Yanqiu used through various information. Although they have passed away, their numbers are still in the group and have not been kicked out for a while. The young man cut off all contacts and turned the last two months of his life into a mystery. He didn't use his bank card any more. Maybe he stayed in a small hotel or rented a house, but he didn't keep any records. Under the guise of being a friend, a "dead" person has quietly infiltrated into human society Further down, all kinds of data and analysis can't help them much. After Chen Yanqiu incarnated as Zhang Rui, she only sent out a few short messages, which proved Zhang Rui's survival and covered up the truth that Zhang Rui had died. No one knows what happened at the end of his life. Why did he die in the end? God is not fair, but such a young man is terminally ill At his words, the crowd was silent for a moment. Zhu Xiao sighed, "seriously, if it wasn't for all kinds of data and evidence, I would suspect that there are such people in the world..." "Shortly after graduating from University, he has been a volunteer for more than many years. Before he got sick, he gave five blood. Even if he is ill, he is optimistic. In the Mutual Aid Association, he used his own example to encourage other patients, and often let them live in the basement he rented for free. When he was rich, he would lend money to the patients who were living in difficulties, and he would take the initiative to help them. All of his patients, doctors and nurses evaluated him as a gentle, kind and understanding person. " Zhu Xiaojin further concretized the event: "this person has always been excellent in both character and learning. When he was in primary school, he was a student of all kinds of" three good "students, and he was awarded a certificate for collecting money. When he went to junior high school, he was a moral model of all kinds of" five stresses and four beauties ". When I got to the University, I was the president of their student union "No matter where I call, as long as I ask this person, it's the evaluation. Then they feel sympathy and regret for his illness and death. " Seeing that the crowd was puzzled, Zhu Xiao explained. Zhu Xiao took out several stacks of materials: "all the information I found is here." He hesitated for a moment and said, "what should I say This man is a good man. " Song Wen then asked Zhu Xiao, "how are you doing with the social investigation of the deceased Chen Yanqiu?" After the two exchanged identities, Chen Yanqiu must have done something with Zhang Rui's identity in one or two months, and he hoped others would think that he was dead. Song Wen did not know how to analyze the behavior of the dead. He looked up at Lu Siyu. Lu Siyu bit his nails and thought intently. After a while, he said four words: "the golden cicada is out of its shell." "What else? It must be something illegal. " Lao Jia said, "the boy was afraid of taking the money after he finished, so he changed his identity with his roommate and pretended to be dead." Song Wen didn't mind, but he retorted: "well, don't say that to your direct leader. I also ate two bags of bread and a box of potato chips. And it's not all to wait for you. I'm squatting on the Internet. "Lu Siyu still had no strength all over, but his brain began to turn: "is it wired?" Song Wendao: "that incurable disease group, I finally went in." Net, net,...:
