While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 828 Lured into the Urn
"Hello." Zhang Lin shook hands with Song He politely, and asked, "Is there anything you can do with me?"

"That's it." Xiao Liu had already received Song He's advice and took the initiative to explain: "Two days ago, we found a dead female by the river. After visiting, we found that it was Chen Xiaoyu, an employee of your company."

"What?" Zhang Lin turned pale with shock: "Chen Xiaoyu is dead?"

"Unfortunately, yes." Xiao Liu suppressed the disgust in his heart, and asked solemnly, "Have you seen her recently?"

With an unbelievable expression on Zhang Lin's face, he scratched the tip of his nose and shook his head, "I haven't seen each other. We haven't seen each other since she asked for sick leave four days ago."

"Okay." Xiao Liu lowered his head and wrote down Zhang Lin's words in his notebook, then raised his head and asked, "It seems that the cause of Chen Xiaoyu's death is still unclear, and we are investigating."

"However, during the autopsy, we found that she was pregnant. But we also found that her information registered in the civil affairs system was unmarried, so we would like to find out with you. Do you know who her boyfriend is?"

After recovering from disbelief, Zhang Lin, who looked like he was listening carefully, felt a sudden in his heart, rubbed his nose and said, "I'm really sorry, I haven't heard of this. After all, this kind of thing belongs to her." As long as it does not affect work, we will not interfere with personal matters."

Xiao Liu Wenyan glanced at Song He, saw that he was still smiling and did not respond, so he continued to ask: "But I heard that you have a good relationship with Chen Xiaoyu, and you take care of her more at work."

Zhang Lin's eyes flickered for a moment, he frowned and blinked trying to cover it up and said: "That's because Chen Xiaoyu works harder, so I gave her more opportunities to show off. Besides, I'm going to have a wedding soon, and it's impossible to have a wedding with her." something."

As he spoke, Zhang Lin raised his left hand and showed Song He the ring on his ring finger.

"Oh, congratulations." Xiao Liu congratulated twice, and then asked: "Then who do you think Chen Xiaoyu is closer to during working hours?"

"Well..." Zhang Lin pretended to recall, and immediately said three names: "It is said that these three people have a crush on her, and they are all chasing her. But I'm not very sure who they are in a relationship with. Sure."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Liu carefully wrote down what Zhang Lin said in his notebook, and then asked a few more questions.

Ten minutes later, Xiao Liu got up first, shook hands with Zhang Lin and said with a smile, "Thank you for your cooperation. This information is of great help to us in solving the case."

"You're welcome, you should." Zhang Lin nodded and smiled politely, feeling relieved for a while.

At this time, Song He, who didn't say a word the whole time, stood up, with a gentle smile on his face, and extended his hand to Zhang Lin in a gentle and elegant manner.

And when he held Zhang Lin's hand together, Song He suddenly asked, "We confirmed that Chen Xiaoyu died in the early morning three days ago. Where was Manager Zhang at that time?"

"Three days ago in the early morning..." Zhang Lin didn't pull back his hand, and muttered to recall, but his heart beat faster in an instant, and he broke out in a cold sweat!
Song He felt the instant cold and sweaty palm in his palm, and he sneered in his heart in surprise: "Manager Zhang? What's wrong with you?"

"I...I'm fine..." Zhang Lin withdrew his hand hastily, forcing an ugly smile on his face: "But...well, did Chen Xiaoyu really die in the early morning three days ago?"

"That's right, the forensic doctor who did the autopsy is very sure, and other supporting evidence also proves this." Song He looked at Zhang Lin suspiciously, and asked in a slow and deep voice: "Manager Zhang, where were you at that time? "

"At that time... I was sleeping at home." Zhang Lin pinched the tip of his nose vigorously, then swallowed his saliva and said, "I go to bed very early. If I have nothing to do, I go to bed around ten o'clock in the evening..."

"Can you prove that you were at home at that time?" Song He interrupted Zhang Lin, frowned and looked Zhang Lin up and down, making the suspicion in his eyes more intense: "Someone or something can help you prove it."

"I... I live alone..." The sweat on Zhang Lin's forehead became heavier, and his stiff smile made him look very unnatural: "I'm afraid no one can prove me..."

"No!" Song He's face suddenly became serious, and he said firmly and abnormally: "You were not at home at that time! You were with Chen Xiaoyu at that time!"

As soon as the words were finished, Zhang Lin's spirit was filled with death, and when he waved his hands again and again to explain, Xiao Liu had already walked up to him and said seriously, "Manager Zhang, please come back to the police station with us to cooperate with the investigation!"

Suddenly, the sudden turn of the situation caught Zhang Lin by surprise one by one, and made him even more flustered, unable to utter a complete sentence.

At the same time, Xiao Liu and Song He approached the anxious Zhang Lin from left to right, apparently determined to bring him back to the police station for investigation.

The anxious Zhang Lin became more and more panicked. He wanted to say that Chen Xiaoyu was not dead at the time, but he was unwilling to expose his relationship with Chen Xiaoyu like this. He could only watch helplessly as he was caught between Song and He.

"No! Listen to my explanation..." Zhang Lin anxiously wanted to make a final effort, but found that no matter what he said, it was futile.

Xiao Liu was upset with Zhang Lin for a long time, seeing that he still wanted to deny it at this time, he did not restrain his disgust, and warned: "Manager Zhang, we will investigate the matter clearly, please go back to the police station with us now!"

Zhang Lin was taken aback, and the thoughts of resistance that had just arisen dissipated in an instant, anxiously and helplessly gave up explaining, and begged slightly: "Can you not tell my wife?"

"Yes. We won't tell her." Song He readily agreed, but added in his heart: But don't worry, I'll let her find out by herself.

Hearing Song He's assurance, the confused Zhang Lin took a deep breath, and walked out of the office surrounded by Song He and Xiao Liu.

And when they left Zhang Lin's company, the news that Zhang Lin was taken away by the police spread throughout the company in a very short time!

At the same time, due to Song He's deliberate arrangements, the news that Zhang Lin and Chen Xiaoyu's death was deeply related spread quickly after they left!
"What's the relationship between you and Chen Xiaoyu?"

In the interrogation room of the Kun County Police Station, Song He asked with a frown.

"He recognizes me as a brother." Zhang Lin, who had already thought about his speech on the way to the police station, replied calmly: "She is very motivated, and I admire her more. So I take good care of her at work. Sometimes I will go to her house to see her."

"No other relationship?" Song He glanced at Xiao Liu who was taking notes, and slowed down a little.

"No." Zhang Lin shook his head again and again: "I was thinking that she would still talk about marriage, and I'm also married, so I didn't plan to talk about it."

"Then how do you explain that you were with her around the time of her death?" Song He doubted, "That was early morning."

"I went to see her..." Zhang Lin looked embarrassed: "She was really alive at the time, and I went to cook for her. I bought food before going to her house, and the owner of the small shop must have an impression .”

"Just cooking?" Song He doubted, "Didn't do anything else?"

"No." Zhang Lin denied again.

Song He waited for Xiao Liu to write down Zhang Lin's words, then stared into Zhang Lin's eyes and said word by word: "We found some hair and biological information left on the sheets at Chen Xiaoyu's home, and we are doing identification. It's yours. ?"

Zhang Lin wanted to deny it immediately when he heard the words, but he was so tongue-tied that his forehead sweated again, and he couldn't say a word of rebuttal.

"I asked if it was yours!" Song He asked sharply.

Zhang Lin lowered his head and said like a mosquito, "Yes..."

"It seems that it is necessary to collect your blood sample and compare it with the embryo in Chen Xiaoyu's stomach!" Song He snorted coldly.

As soon as the words fell, the blood on Zhang Lin's face faded, and it turned pale in an instant!

"It's really yours! Zhang Lin, I found that you didn't say a word of the truth!" Song He looked at Zhang Lin's expression, sneered, and suddenly said sharply: "Did you kill Chen Xiaoyu! Tell me! "

"No... I didn't kill it!" Zhang Lin raised his head suddenly, and strongly denied it: "She was still alive when I left! Really! By the way, she said she wanted to kill the child and said she didn't want to affect my life. He also said that the operation has been contacted!"

"It must have been done by the doctor who operated on her! Police officers, you can check it out..."

"We will investigate what you said!" Song He interrupted Zhang Lin, and said without doubt: "Now I'm talking about your problem, and tell me everything you did at Chen Xiaoyu's house!"

Zhang Lin took a hard breath and said slowly, "I went to her house after two o'clock in the morning..."

In this way, Zhang Lin said, Song He listened, and Xiao Liu wrote down every word Zhang Lin said.

However, when Zhang Lin said that he was cooking for Chen Xiaoyu, Song He interrupted again: "What did you cook?"

"Actually, it's just a soup." Zhang Lin knew that he couldn't hide his grocery shopping, so he gestured: "A chicken soup..."

"Which pot did you use?" Song He asked.

Zhang Lin paused, thought for a while and replied: "The casserole used for stewing soup at home."

"Sure enough!" Song He stared, Zhang Lin jumped and pointed at him and asked loudly: "There is a unique residue of saffron in that casserole! And the dosage is huge! Is it the saffron you put in?"

Hearing the word saffron, Zhang Lin only felt his head buzzing, and his whole body was as cold as falling into an ice cellar, and even everything in front of him became in a trance!

Song He, who lured Zhang Lin into the urn step by step, sneered in his heart, and said in a serious tone: "Saffron is a good thing! It promotes blood circulation, removes blood stasis, stimulates qi and blood, and excites Zigong! Even a small dose can promote the tension and contraction of Zigong. , pregnant women can’t even touch it!”

"Zhang Lin! You really have a good plan!"

(End of this chapter)