Chapter 1351 Doubt of Life Experience (59)

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Zhuge Yue called and told her where the State Archives Bureau was.

In the middle of the night, the originally bustling metropolis began to sink into silence, with only some cars on the night road driving quietly.

Yang Zimei and Xuehu drove one kilometer away from the archives office, parked the car, and started walking there.

With their stealth, Yang Zimei and Xuehu easily deceived the guards' eyes, avoided the high-tech infrared rays, and found the archives.

They were about to slip into the archives when they found a faint flash of flashlight.

anyone?

Yang Zimei took Xuehu's hand to keep herself invisible.

Holding a weak flashlight was a man in a black night suit, constantly looking through the archives.

These files may not have been checked for a long time, so they are covered with dust, and with his movements, the dust is scattered.

The man in black coughed slightly.

Yang Zimei found that the figure of the person in front of him looked a little familiar, and he must have seen it somewhere.

Who is the one?

Just as she was about to guess, Xuehu wrote the word Jiang on her palm.

A light flashed in her mind.

That's right, it should be Jiang Guangzheng.

The man in black in front of him was wearing the same soft cloth shoes that Jiang Guangzheng was wearing during the day.

Why is Jiang Guangzheng here?

What is he looking for?

Is it also for the Long Family blood case?

Jiang Guang was constantly rummaging, and finally pulled out a sealed portfolio.

He flicked the dust off it lightly.

Yang Zimei leaned over to look softly.

When I saw the words "Longmen Bloody Case" written on the file bag, my heart was suspended——

Jiang Guangzheng really came for the murder of the Long family.

Why in the end?

Jiang Guangzheng carefully opened the seal and pulled out a stack of documents, including several photos.

Seeing the photo, Jiang Guangzheng gasped slightly, then put it aside, and lowered his head to open the relevant records on the file.

When Yang Zimei saw the first photo on the desktop, her goosebumps rose.

The scene in the photo is really appalling. There are eight dead people lying in the yard, and they all died in almost the same state. A one-year-old baby with a knife stuck in its heart...

The imaginative Yang Zimei imagined the murder scene at that time and couldn't help but want to vomit.

Xuehu clenched her cold palm slightly.

Yang Zimei's heart settled down a little.

"Old Wang, what did you do to them?"

Jiang Guangzheng, who was opening the archives, suddenly spit out such a sentence with great helplessness and anger.

Wang Lao?

Does it mean Wang Zeyuan?

Could it be that Jiang Guangzheng also knew something?

Therefore, come here to look at the relevant files?

Jiang Guangzheng put all the photos and documents into the portfolio.

Yang Zimei thought he would put the portfolio back in its original place, but he didn't. Instead, he stuffed it into a cloth bag he carried with him, and then closed the door softly.

Yang Zimei and Xuehu quietly followed.

Although Jiang Guangzheng is old, his movements are very neat and light, and he deserves to be a battle-hardened person.

I don't know what method he used, the soldiers who guarded him turned a blind eye, as if he was also invisible.

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