Criminal Investigation Notes

Zhang Dongmei, 42 years old, is a female junior high school teacher in Nancheng No. 1 Middle School.

She used to teach mathematics. As a teacher, Zhang Dongmei seemed to be successful. The math grades she brought out have always been among the best.

And she herself was selected as a gold medal teacher in Nancheng.In her thirties, she won no fewer than ten awards from various schools and the city.A few years ago, some parents secretly stuffed money in order to send their children into the class she taught.

However, according to the data, her family life is not happy. Zhang Dongmei was born in a peasant family, and her parents are still in the countryside. Her family also has a younger brother. No matter how good her sister is, she has not received much attention from the family.At that time, Zhang Dongmei's college entrance examination scores were enough to go to a better school, but out of various considerations, her family still let her go to a normal college with lower fees.

At the age of 26, Zhang Dongmei once married and married a doctor, but a few years after the marriage ended in divorce, she did not give birth to a child, as if after the divorce, her life was left. Her work, and students.

It seems that this is a good teacher who dedicated his youth to teaching career.

During this semester, Zhang Dongmei had fewer classes due to physical reasons and turned to a tutor. Many parents are extremely sorry.

Now, this excellent people's teacher turned into a cold corpse, lying on the ground in the hotel lobby.This ending makes people a little embarrassed.

After reading the information sent by Zhu Xiao, Lu Siyu followed Song Wen to the Lotus Pond Chunxiao Hall on the fifth floor.This is the place where Teacher Zhang and five students dine before.

There were two men, three women, and five young people sitting in the house. At this time, there were more and more voices outside the window, but the atmosphere inside the house was sluggish, and everyone bowed their heads and said nothing.

Looking at their clothes, most of these young people are dressed in glamorous clothes, and a few others have brought brand-name bags and watches, all of which are expensive.

The appearances of several of them were handsome men and women. Only one woman was wearing a mask in the corner, covering her nose and chin.

The food on the table has not been cleaned, and it can be seen that there is a table of good dishes, two bottles of white wine, several bottles of beer, a few people are full of alcohol, obviously they have not taken less.

In the middle of the table, there is a white cake, at this time only a mess at the bottom is left.There are some wine stains on the ground and some cake crumbs.

It was past seven o'clock in the evening, and Song Wen looked at the flow of people outside, and it was as expected by Gu Ju. At this time, it was indeed impossible to transfer the suspect. It seemed that he could only ask about the situation here.

In addition to the two of them, Zhang Ziqi of the second team had also arrived before. He had already registered the ID information of the five people, and Song Wen took the form he handed over.One by one, he looked at several people in front of him.

Then Song Wen put his backpack aside and said, "I am the detective Song Wen who is in charge of this case today. Who of you will tell you the basics."

Lu Siyu was very conscious. He pulled an empty chair and sat down, took the bag he carried, opened it and took out the paper and pen, ready to make notes.Then he remembered that this empty chair should have been Zhang Dongmei's sitting before.

A gentleman with glasses said, "It's the monitor." He looked bookish, and the degree of the glasses was thick when viewed from the side. It was definitely not low.

The man was quite upright, but his face was tight and his expression was very serious.

So a woman in the room with a ponytail, a blue long skirt and a white short drape stood up: "My name is Tan Shan, and I am a junior high school Chinese teacher at Nancheng No. 1 Middle School. Today everyone happens to be free. Teacher Zhang, our junior high school head teacher, had a meal together..." She was a little nervous, and continued with a trembling, "We...at that time, we were already ready to leave after eating. The teacher was a bit drunk, and then...it happened. After such a thing, none of us thought it would be like this."

Her answer was serious, like reporting to students or leaders.Tan Shan is the thinnest among these few people, standing there, a thin piece of it, like a gust of wind can blow her down.

"In other words, this teacher Zhang is not only your former junior high school class teacher, but also your current colleague." Song Wenli said the relationship, "How many years have you graduated?"

Tan Shan said: "Ten years. We graduated from junior high school when we were fifteen, and we are 25 this year."

"That is, Zhang Dongmei started taking you when she was 29, and she took you until she was 32."

Song Wen's eyes were seen on the faces of those people: "You must have a good relationship with your teacher. It has been ten years since graduation, and I chose such a relatively high-end Chinese restaurant."

The taller and handsome phoenix-eyed guy among the two boys nodded, pointed to the bill in front of him and said: "That's natural, this meal is fifty thousand three." Then he sighed, "I heard Those customers downstairs left without paying the bill. If the waiter comes here so late, will I save more than 5,000 yuan?"

Song Wen asked: "What are you eating tonight, so expensive?"

The boy began to report the name of the dish: "Cantonese-style barbecued pork, lotus leaf boy chicken, Buddha jumping over the wall, characteristic lotus root clamp, crystal shrimp steamed dumplings..."

Seeing that he was really going to report all the names of the dishes, the girl next to him with her head down and wearing a mask raised her head: "Qianjiang, let me just say a few words, you don't miss the money."

Song Wen looked at the woman's mask, frowned and said, "Did you wear a mask to eat just now?"

After hearing this, the woman took off her mask. Song Wen finally saw her appearance. The woman was quite good-looking, with a pointed chin and big eyes that could speak.

Song Wen thought for a while and said, "I see you...it seems familiar, are you...that actor?"

Recently, there is a very popular drama, Song Wen is always screened by Cheng Xiaobing, the female third in it seems to be the woman in front of her.Song Wen is sensitive to people's looks, so he remembers it.

It was still the man named Qian Jiang who answered, "Her name is Meng Tiantian, and her stage name is Meng Ailin. Have you heard of it?"

Song Wenzhen had never heard of it. Judging from this situation, he should be a third-rate star.

"Police Officer Song...I am a special job." Meng Tiantian blinked and looked at Song Wen. The mask was still hung on her chin, as if she was ready to take it back at any time.

Song Wen knew that she might be afraid of being recognized. The actor got into this kind of thing, which might affect her future career. He didn't make any trouble and waved his hand.

Meng Tiantian took the mask back again.

Song Wen turned to the remaining few people: "Your current occupation is..."

Qian Jiang pointed to the bookish man with glasses and introduced: "The most educated in our class, Doctor Zhao Yuliang, he is about to teach at Beicheng University."

The man with glasses turned his head and glanced at Qian Jiang. It seemed that he disliked him for talking too much, but he didn't say anything.

After Qian Jiang finished speaking, he pointed to the remaining woman in red: "Beauty, the former class flower of our class, she is about to get married."

The woman in the red dress was very beautiful, even more enduring than the little actor Meng Tiantian.This year, she wore a red coat, a red windbreaker, a red silk scarf around her neck, and a red lipstick on her mouth. These reds made her skin white as snow, like a pair of flaming red lips.

Song Wen looked at the ID card registration just now, and the name written on it was Ji Meiyun.

"What job?" Song Wen asked.

Qian Jiang looked at the woman in red and rushed again: "She is going to be married to a wealthy family. What kind of work does she need." After speaking, he said to the woman, "Am I right?"

The woman in red did not speak, and nodded to Song Wen and Lu Siyu, acquiescing.

"What about you? What do you do?" Song Wen turned his head to look at the Qianjiang. This person seemed to have drunk a lot of wine just now, and he is the type of person who talks more when he drinks too much.

Qian Jiang belched a drink: "I... I have a 4S shop in my house."

The little policeman on the side approached Song Wen's ear and said: "This young master's family almost monopolizes the sale of vehicles in half of Nancheng." The auto industry once made huge profits. This man is a standard rich second generation.

Song Wen looked at these five people and sorted them out: a teacher who returned to his alma mater to teach in a junior high school, a young actor who was fledgling, a bride who is about to marry a wealthy family, and a rich second who opened a 4s shop at home. Generation, there is also a doctor.

No matter how you look at it, these are some of the top people in the crowd.

"What did you talk about during dinner tonight." Song Wen continued to ask.

"Nothing." Tan Shan whispered, "Everyone hasn't seen each other for many years. We met each other and recounted the past, talked about what happened in the class, and recalled the life in junior high school. When we were in class, we were all good. Students, the first class Mr. Zhang took after coming to Nancheng was our class. Our class scores were also quite good, especially in mathematics, which had the highest average score in the provincial unified examination that year."

Song Wen asked again: "Do you usually meet together?"

Tan Shan shook his head: "Everyone is very busy at work and life. I haven't seen many people for several years."

Qian Jiang said to the side, "We just ate an ordinary meal. Who would have thought that the teacher finally jumped downstairs?"

Everyone was silent for a while.

Song Wen looked at Qian Jiang and captured the information in his words: "You mean, Teacher Zhang committed suicide?"

Qian Jiang said: "Oh, I didn't mean that. The teacher also drank a lot of wine today. Maybe she was thinking about sobering up, so she went to the rooftop and accidentally fell from it."

Song Wen continued to chase him and said, "Then you think this is an accident?"

Qian Jiang realized that he was wrong in what he said, and said, "Anyway, police officer, I am innocent. I didn't push it down. You see who is like a murderer in this room, maybe someone really pushed it... …"

Everyone continued to be silent.

A good teacher, a few accomplished students.Song Wen's eyes crossed their faces, judging who might be the murderer.He asked another key question: "Where were you when the teacher was killed?"

Qian Jiang said, "I was waiting in the house for the waiter to pay the bill."

Dr. Zhao Yuliang said: "I smoke in the outside smoking area."

Ji Meiyun spoke at this time: "I was washing my hands in the pool outside the bathroom."

Meng Tiantian said through a mask: "I am also in the bathroom. I drank too much and sat there for a while..."

Tan Shan said, "I was going to leave at that time. I just walked to the corner of the fifth floor... I heard a sound from downstairs. I ran downstairs and saw Teacher Zhang lying on the sidewalk outside."

Song Wen and the others checked the distribution of the hotel before entering the box. The rooftop was not far from the box, and the bathroom was beside the stairs.

In other words, these five people all said that they were not there, and everyone was in a different position. It seemed that anyone could lie, had time to commit crimes, and had no alibi.

"Do you know why Teacher Zhang went to the rooftop?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Lu Siyu had been recording with a notebook, and recorded these clues one by one in the notebook. He looked up at this moment and looked thoughtfully at the messy cake and the wine next to him. Bottle, this meal should be quite lively.He asked, "Have you taken photos at the party tonight?"

what?

Just now, Lu Siyu recorded a silent sound next to him, and suddenly he spoke, and several people present were taken aback by his question.

"Everyone hasn't seen each other for several years. Suddenly there was a meeting with teachers and classmates. I should take some photos and videos as a souvenir, post on Weibo, or circle of friends?" Lu Siyu said softly.

He doesn't love these liveliness, but most people like it. It seems that this is the natural way for people.He just listened to these people describe the process of eating, as if the process of chatting and taking pictures with each other was missing.

Good-looking dishes, moving parties, and memories of youth, aren’t these things often in the circle of friends?

Song Wen understood what he meant, and said on the side: "If you have any photos, you can show them to us."

Maybe there are clues in the photos.

Several people at the scene looked at each other, and Meng Tiantian said, "No, I didn't take photos. In our business, I was always afraid of leaving a dark history, so I didn't take them."

Ji Meiyun lowered her head and said, "I'm about to get married, and I will take pictures with my male classmates. It's not good."

Song Wen asked, "Didn't you take a photo with the teacher?"

Ji Meiyun shook his head.

Tan Shan also said: "I usually meet with Teacher Zhang at the same school, so I didn't shoot tonight."

"What about the others?" Song Wen said, turning his head to look at the two men, "Are there any pictures on your mobile phones? Can you show them to us?"

Dr. Zhao Yuliang's face showed some displeasure, and he solemnly refused: "You have no search warrant, and you have no right to search our mobile phones."

If the previous answers were considered normal, Zhao Yuliang's reaction now made Song Wen feel something.He narrowed his eyes and said, "Dr. Zhao knows the law well, you deserve to be an intellectual, I just asked you to cooperate with the investigation. What you say now makes me think there is something shameful on your phone."

However, what Zhao Yuliang said is correct. He is not a suspect now. If he is unwilling, Song Wen really cannot search his mobile phone at this time.

Qian Jiang spread his hands on the side, coughed lightly, and said roundly: "I want the police officer to check it, but it's a pity that I lost my phone."

Song Wen frowned and asked, "What a coincidence?"

Qian Jiang nodded: "Really...it's such a coincidence. I just went out to the empty space of the bathroom, and the phone was touched by someone. He pointed to the Bluetooth headset on the side, and this was the only thing left." He looked at the people in front of him, "Everyone helped me find my mobile phone just now. Everyone knows this."

Tan Shan lowered his head and whispered to the side: "I really lost it. I almost called the police. I said I would look for it after dinner. Now that the police are here, I don't think I need to call the police anymore."

Song Wen could only wave his hand helplessly: "Well, Zhang Ziqi, you and the store manager said, find a few private rooms to lock them up separately, don't collude with confessions, and I will ask everyone about the situation tonight separately."