After finishing the box lunch, Song Yang went back to the office for a short rest. His phone rang, and he glanced at the number, it was Jiang Ge.
Recalling what Team Leader Yu had said just now, he hesitated and hung up the phone without answering.
But soon after, he received a text message.
“I know the whole truth, come to the café if you want to know.”
Mulling over the content, Song Yang resolutely put down his phone and ignored her.
Song Yang had never had a good impression of Jiang Ge, and with Team Leader Yu’s assurance, he was distancing himself from her.
Who would have thought that she would bombard him with another text message.
“Someone is trying to kill me, come and save me!”
At the same time, she sent a blurry photo.
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With Wang Jie’s suicide and the collector taking away everything from the professor, even though the professor’s case still had many doubts, all the clues were broken. Even if Song Yang wanted to investigate, he couldn’t.
And Wang Jie was naturally regarded by him as the murderer who wanted to kill the reporter, but currently, the murderer was dead, so the person chasing her naturally disappeared.
So, this was another reason why he didn’t want to pay attention to her.
However, the photo she sent made him a little concerned.
The overall environment was dim, and against a cluttered background, a slender hand was holding a broadsword. In a mirror, Jiang Ge was reflected taking a stealthy photo.
Song Yang naturally thought that someone was chasing her, and the broadsword appearing in the mirror was the murderer’s weapon.
He couldn’t help but tense up.
“Where are you?”
He frowned and sent a text message asking.
“Tongfu Community, Building 3, Room 302.”
Staring at the address, Song Yang frowned even deeper. Because this address happened to be Wang Jie’s home address.
‘Could it really be Wang Jie? What’s going on?’
With these questions in mind, he greeted a colleague in the investigation bureau, telling him to let him know if Team Leader Yu asked about him. Then, Song Yang rode his electric scooter to Tongfu Community. The community wasn’t far from the investigation bureau, about ten minutes away by scooter.
Before long, he arrived at the entrance of the community.
He greeted the security guard at the gate, showed his identification, and the security guard let him in.
The overall landscaping of Tongfu Community was very good. Although it was an old community, the sanitation was well maintained, and the air was very fresh.
Along the way, Song Yang saw many elderly people taking a walk, and several of them even recognized him.
Several elderly people greeted Song Yang with smiles, asking him how he had been doing lately.
He had no choice but to say that he was on a mission, and the elderly people finally let him go.
As he left, he could still hear the elderly people gossiping about him, saying that he had big buttocks and must have a good figure, and so on.
Hearing this, Song Yang’s scalp tingled.
Straightening his mentality, he found 302, went to the door, and knocked first.
“Knock knock knock—”
No one answered. Song Yang frowned, put his hand on his lower back, and pulled out his gun to chamber a round.
Although the bullets inside were not blanks, they were enough to scare people.
He knocked on the door again.
“Hello, I’m the community security guard. The downstairs neighbor said there’s a water leak in your house. I’m here to check on the situation. Hello, is anyone home?”
Still no one answered. Song Yang was really nervous. He steadied his mind and kicked the door open with a sudden kick.
This kind of community was old and dilapidated to begin with, and the doors were rarely repaired, making them extremely fragile.
Song Yang, who kicked open the door, did not enter immediately, but stood at the door to look around, before cautiously entering.
Wang Jie had committed suicide in this house, so it was normal for no one to be home. But the reporter was inside. If she heard him, she would definitely close the door.
So, this was the reason for Song Yang’s nervousness.
If the reporter didn’t close the door, it meant that she had most likely met with an accident.
He quickly entered with his gun raised. The sudden appearance of a figure startled Song Yang so much that he almost couldn’t help but fire.
After seeing clearly who it was, Song Yang angrily said, “Jiang Ge, are you crazy? Why did you suddenly rush out? What if I had fired? Do you want to live?”
Noticing that Song Yang was really angry.
Jiang Ge then said, “With your courage, you’re an investigator? Are you okay?”
“That has nothing to do with whether I can be an investigator or not. Have you never heard of scaring people to death? Besides, I don’t have time to play with you. If you’re okay, I’m going back.”
Feeling that he had been tricked, Song Yang turned around to leave. Jiang Ge quickly apologized, saying that she would never do it again. And, she quickly said the clue she had found.
“Wang Jie should have been murdered, not committed suicide.”
Hearing this, Song Yang suddenly stopped and turned his head, “Why do you say that?”
“You’ll know if you come in and look at the scene.” The reporter pulled Song Yang in. The latter told the security guard to leave first, and then followed her into Wang Jie’s suicide scene for the first time.
The overall spatial layout and decoration of this Room 302 were almost exactly the same as Room 602, where the professor lived.
The first glance he took when entering made him feel very familiar.
The only difference was that there was a full-length mirror on the right-hand side when entering.
Seeing the mirror, Song Yang had a question.
“How did you PS that photo and send it to me just now?”
“It’s very simple. It’s just PS, a composite of two photos. It’s just that you, a straight guy, can’t tell.” Jiang Ge said with a mischievous smile.
He asked again, “Why did you call me here?”
“Because I thought you would definitely be interested.”
“Then I should report the case even more, instead of playing this dangerous game. Haven’t you heard the story of the boy who cried wolf?”
“Of course I’ve heard it, but…” The woman suddenly leaned close to Song Yang, their noses almost touching.
A strong fragrance emanated from Jiang Ge’s body, making Song Yang blush uncontrollably. He had been single since birth, and had never been ambushed like this.
Regaining his senses, he took two steps back and warned her, “Jiang Ge, watch your words and actions!”
“See? That’s why I played the dangerous game in your mouth.”
“What?”
“I’m deliberately pulling you closer!” Jiang Ge stared at him with a fixed gaze.
The latter didn’t dare to look at her and stubbornly said, “I didn’t, you misunderstood!”
“Forget it, I’m already here anyway.” The woman said, “If you want to find out the reason of Wang Jie’s death, I’ll help you.”
Song Yang suddenly remembered what Team Leader Yu had said before, that when the newspaper office and the investigation bureau were opposed to each other, there would be two groups of people searching for the real murderer at a homicide scene.
“Why do you think Wang Jie was murdered?”
“See for yourself!”
Song Yang focused his gaze on the scene.
The entire 302 was almost the same as 603. This was evident from Wang Jie’s diary. She liked the professor.
So, it seemed reasonable to decorate it in the same way.
After looking closely, Song Yang still didn’t find anything. He asked, “I can’t tell, this is Wang Jie’s murder scene.”
“It’s normal if you can’t see it.” Jiang Ge said very seriously, “Because there’s this broadsword!”
From the handbag she was carrying, she took out a plastic bag containing a broadsword that was exactly the same as the one in the professor’s case.
“This broadsword is the one that killed the professor!”
Song Yang was shocked, his expression beyond his control.