In fact, the two only slept for about four hours. In the afternoon, Bai Qing finally met her father's defense lawyer.
After a suspect in a major criminal case was arrested, even his family members could not visit him. They could only communicate with him through the lawyer.
However, Bai Qing did not know why, but the gentle lawyer in front of her made her feel uncomfortable.
The latter said, "I have been working in this field for ten years, and I have defended many suspects. You can rest assured that there is no better lawyer in the city than me when it comes to criminal cases. Since Mr. Bai has chosen me, I will definitely do my best."
Bai Qing's grandfather could not wait to ask, "How is my son's condition?"
He had already met with Bai Qing's family, and he looked a little disheveled now. There were even scratches on his arms. A murder case between a husband and wife like this was extremely painful, and it was a huge blow to both families.
"Mr. Bai did not admit to the murder. He insisted that he was only trying to stop his wife from committing suicide. However, judging from the traces at the scene, it is difficult to prove his claim. However, he did explain about the surveillance camera. He also revealed that he had hired a private investigator to investigate his wife's affair before the incident. I am also in contact with the private investigator to learn more about the incident …"
…
Zhang Heng could not attend this meeting as Bai Qing's classmate. Besides, he had no interest in the meeting itself.
After discovering the shadow in the fourth ventricle, Zhang Heng realized that he had probably found the alien mentioned in the main plot, and it was very likely that the alien was still alive.
Of course, he could not rule out the possibility that the alien had a strong reproductive ability. It might have traded its life for Bai Qing's father's in prison. However, the probability of such a thing happening was not high. Otherwise, they would have started a large-scale replacement operation. If the alien was still alive, and the low temperature in the freezer could not kill it, its companions would have found a way to take it out of the corpse.
This would be a rare opportunity for Zhang Heng.
Through what happened to the college student and the neatly arranged fourth ventricle that looked like an industrial product, Zhang Heng became more and more convinced that those things had a base camp. It was a pity that his lead was cut off after he tracked them to the parking lot through the surveillance footage.
Therefore, Zhang Heng resisted the urge to return to the funeral home immediately and cut open the corpse's skull. He decided to cast a long line to catch the big fish.
But before that, he made a trip home.
After the murder, Zhang Heng took the time to drive the car back to the garage while Bai Qing was recording her statement at the police station. He even left a note for his grandfather, saying that something had happened to his classmate's family, and he was going to help.
However, it was a little inappropriate for him to not go home for the next two days. So, he took advantage of his free time and went home first. At this time, the news had already reported about Bai Qing's family. However, most of the news focused on the tragedy of his wife's murder, and the real names of the people involved were not revealed. However, the name of the neighborhood was revealed, and people who were familiar with Bai Qing began to send her messages to ask about it.
Grandpa practiced his calligraphy while listening to the news. "Is it about your classmate's family?"
Zhang Heng nodded.
"Boy or girl?"
"She's a girl, my deskmate," Zhang Heng said, coming up with an excuse for what he would do next. "She's emotionally unstable. I might stay with her for a while."
"Poor child. What happened to her should be a big blow to her. Do you have enough money?" Grandpa asked. "Go to the bedroom and get me my wallet on the table."
Although Zhang Heng was not short of money, he went to the master bedroom and took out his wallet to avoid arousing grandpa's suspicion.
Grandpa counted a thousand yuan from the wallet. "Take it first. If it's not enough, come to me."
"Thank you, grandpa." Zhang Heng reached out and took the money, but grandpa did not let go immediately. He added with a solemn expression, "Also, this should be the child's most vulnerable time. What she did might not be her intention, and it might not be after careful consideration. Don't take advantage of this time to take advantage of her."
"Of course," Zhang Heng agreed.
"Very good. Comfort the child more," grandpa said.
…
Zhang Heng changed his clothes at home and sent a message to Bai Qing to ask her about the situation. He learned that she had met with the lawyer and was going home with the police to pick up her schoolbag and some daily necessities. After that, she would meet with grandpa, grandma, and two uncles to discuss where she would live next. She was not free for the time being.
So Zhang Heng began to prepare for the next step of his operation alone.
He went out with a black plastic bag, walked for a distance, and after making sure no one was following him, he turned into a public toilet and changed his clothes. He then used the method Irene Adler and Sherlock Holmes taught him to make sure he would not be recognized.
After that, he took out his mobile phone and Baidu several extramarital affairs groups in the same city. Sure enough, he found the phone number left by the guy who claimed to be a private detective. Zhang Heng contacted three of them and found that two of them were scammers. After a simple conversation with the last one, Zhang Heng initially believed the identity of the other party.
However, the latter's professional quality was really hard to compliment. The profession of private detective in China was a gray area. The state did not recognize the legitimacy of this profession, but it did not explicitly prohibit it either. In addition, there had always been a certain amount of demand for private detectives (mainly a large number of extramarital affairs investigations), which gave the profession a chance to survive.
However, due to the lack of formal qualification examinations and legal supervision, the private detective industry was a mixed bag of crooks and honest people. Nine out of ten were scammers, and one of them, like the guy in front of Zhang Heng, could not do a proper job and could only beg for a living in this industry.
The two arranged to meet at a teahouse.
"You want a tracker and a pinhole camera?"
"Yes, the smaller the better. I want to know where my wife has been." Zhang Heng revealed his identity as a middle-level banker on the phone. He wanted to know if his wife had been unfaithful to him.
"Then you can hire me. I can follow your wife around the clock, and if I find anything wrong, I can even take pictures for you." The private detective swayed his chest and eagerly promoted himself. After all, the money he could earn from selling equipment was not as lucrative as hiring someone. Plus, he could even claim his operational expenses.
"No, I want to investigate it myself. Just give me what I want." Zhang Heng took out two thousand yuan from his wallet, threw it on the table, and said bluntly, "If you have it, this money is yours. If not, I will find someone else."
Devices such as miniature trackers and pinhole cameras were prohibited from being sold on the market, and Zhang Heng needed them urgently. So, he could only turn his attention to this group of gray area private detectives. Even if they did not have them, they should know where to get them.
Sure enough, half an hour later, Zhang Heng successfully got what he wanted.
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