Chapter 1352 Doubts About Life Experience (60)

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Yang Zimei and Xuehu followed him out.

Yang Zimei blinked at Xuehu.

Xuehu understood what she meant, stepped forward quietly, and skillfully took the file bag out of Jiang Guangzheng's cloth bag, and replaced it with a file he had just picked up in the file room at will, so that he couldn't feel his own. The bag has changed.

Yang Zimei and Xuehu avoided Jiang Guangzheng's gaze and returned to the car.

She couldn't wait to know what was in the file, and she only saw a photo just now.

Pull out the photos from the inside and look at them one by one.

Those photos were taken from different angles of the deceased, as well as the situation of the entire Long family house.

Among them, there is a strange photo, taken in a corner of the yard.

There were vague shadows in the corners.

The shadow is small and curled up.

Yang Zimei's palm clenched tightly.

If there is no accident, the shot here should be Long Zhutian.

Without wearing the peach wood card, he couldn't take a portrait, so there was no doubt that this group of shadows was him.

In front of this group of shadows, lay a dead man.

From the white hair of the deceased, it can be seen that the deceased was relatively old, but the blood obscured his face, and he could not see clearly. He was also chopped about seven or eight times in front of his chest, and even his stomach was cut off. came out.

Could this be Long Zhutian's grandfather?

The only person who gave Long Zhutian a little warmth?

Yang Zimei couldn't imagine what kind of mood the little dragon, who was squatting in the corner, would feel.

When she noticed the handwriting on the back of the photo, she turned it over and looked at it.

"Nine members of the Long family died, and eight people died. The remaining five-year-old boy, Long Zhutian, couldn't make a portrait because of the exposure of the photos. At that time, his entire portrait was terrified and his eyes were horrifying."

Apart from this line, there is nothing else.

After flipping through the photos, Yang Zimei looked at the documents again.

The document records the circumstances of the case in detail, but there is no investigation record, and a page of the Fuhrer's secret order is attached to the back.

The person who issued the secret order on this page was Wang Zeyuan, ordering to suspend the investigation of the case and declare it a headless koan.

It's Wang Zeyuan again!

"Xuehu, let's follow Jiang Guangzheng now and see how he does it."

Yang Zimei vaguely felt that Jiang Guangzheng might have to do something.

Nodding in Xuehu, who was driving, with his unique sensitivity, he followed Jiang Guangzheng, who had already traveled a long way.

Jiang Guangzheng's car did not drive home, but drove out of the city.

Where is he going?

Looking for the reclusive Wang Zeyuan to ask about the situation?

Everyone said before that Wang Zeyuan lived in seclusion in Dongshan Villa.

This direction is to go west.

After following him for about an hour, he came to the suburban residential area.

It was late at night, and the villagers seemed to be fast asleep. Except for the faint lights of the street lamps, there was no human voice around.

Jiang Guangzheng stopped the car and walked out.

Now he has removed his night clothes and put on ordinary casual clothes.

Xuehu and Yang Zimei also got out of the car and followed, because he used the illusion technique, he couldn't see them.

Jiang Guang was lighting his flashlight and walking cautiously in front of him.

From time to time, the sound of dogs barking could be heard in the house.

Yang Zimei really didn't understand why he came here. Could it be that Wang Zeyuan lived in such an ordinary residential area?

Jiang Guangzheng walked all the way to a house with a wall, but looked extremely ordinary, and gently rang the doorbell...

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