"You said that your sister Zhang Fengyi and the murderer of the Red Bathtub Case knew each other?!" Miao Ying was shocked and couldn't believe it.
"No, you may have misunderstood!" Zhang Shixiong's father quickly explained. "I just said that she and the murderer worked in the same company, but the company was so big, they might not know each other."
"Yes," Zhang Shixiong's mother explained. "The real estate company that Fengyi worked in was a famous enterprise in Yunzhou. There were thousands of employees! "
"Your sister …" Miao Ying swallowed and asked Zhang Shixiong's father, "What did she say?"
"She didn't say anything, right? You … Why do you ask? " Zhang Shixiong's father was very surprised. "After that incident, the company was closed for a period of time. We only found out later that the murderer and Fengyi were in the same company!"
"We asked Fengyi about the situation," Zhang Shixiong's mother recalled. "Fengyi said that she knew there was such a person in the company, but that person was a designer and was rarely seen!"
"Yes, no one would have thought of that. At that time, as long as there was a young girl in the family, everyone was anxious," Zhang Shixiong's father said. "They were all afraid that they would be killed by the Red Bathtub Killer!
For my sister, my father accompanied her to and from work. He put in a lot of effort! "
"Then …" Miao Ying thought carefully and asked, "Zhang Fengyi, at that time … Was she in love?"
"You …" Obviously, Zhang Shixiong's father was surprised by Miao Ying's question again, but he still sighed softly and replied, "My Fengyi was very beautiful, and there were many boys chasing after her, but she was very proud and looked down on all of them …"
"I remember that my parents were very anxious and introduced her to many men, but in the end, they didn't work out, so it was delayed!"
"Then, Fengyi fell ill. We couldn't help her even if we wanted to … Sigh … My sister is cultured, cultured, and beautiful. She should have a bright future ahead of her. Unfortunately … her life isn't good!"
"What disease did she have?" Miao Ying asked.
"It's a relatively rare blood disease, similar to leukemia, but …" Zhang Shixiong's mother replied, "This disease is slightly less severe than leukemia …"
"Oh …" Zhang Shixiong's mother thought of something and said, "Have you seen the movie I'm Not the Drug God? Feng Yi seemed to be suffering from that kind of illness!
"If it was now, at least there would be medicine to take, but if it was then, it would be a terminal illness!"
"Was there no treatment at that time?" Miao Ying asked again.
"Yes, but I have to go to a big hospital almost every month," Mr. Zhang said. "The treatment is also very painful. I have to give an injection to the spine. It's not something that ordinary people can endure … Sigh …"
"Excuse me," Miao Ying pondered for a moment, then asked, "Did Zhang Fengyi leave anything behind after she passed away?"
"Oh? Relics? "The two of them were stunned at first, then said almost in unison," There are a lot of things left behind! "
Oh?
Hearing this answer, Miao Ying and the others were surprised again.
"The company that Fengyi worked for was very powerful. She had contact with some big shots," Mr. Zhang said. "So, she left a lot of good things. Of course, she also left some money, tens of thousands of yuan, right?
"The money is still in the passbook!" Mr. Zhang said. "Although the money was left to us, we are still reluctant to spend it …"
"Where are Zhang Fengyi's relics?" Miao Ying finally asked the key point.
"In our house," Mr. Zhang replied. "Didn't you check it? I … I can show it to you guys! "
"Oh …" Miao Ying asked again, "So, in the old house on Chenggong Road, are there any things left by Zhang Fengyi?"
"The old house …" Mr. Zhang paused, then replied, "There are some, right? There are a lot of books … "
"Yes, there are two big boxes," Mrs. Zhang said. "Fengyi was a college student, and she loved to read. Those old books were left in the old house!"
Hearing this, Miao Ying looked back at Cui Lizhu. They had searched the old house before, but hadn't found any books.
Could it be that Zhang Shixiong was lying?
But … What was the point of lying? What could be in those old books!?
"Um … One more question …" Miao Ying thought for a moment, then asked, "Back then, in the old house on Chenggong Road, was it really only Zhang Fengyi who lived there?
"What about your parents? Or, did she have any good friends or something like that? "
"Oh, she lived alone," Mr. Zhang replied quickly. "The old house was too small, and the lighting wasn't good. Plus, my parents had a bad leg, so my parents lived with us!"
"In other words, Zhang Fengyi was very free at that time?" Miao Ying asked another seemingly inexplicable question.
"What do you mean by that?" Mr. Zhang asked. "Fengyi was a girl after all, so it wasn't convenient for her to live with us! Plus, her company was in Zhaoyang District, so she lived closer to the old house … "
"I don't think I've heard of anyone living with her …" Mr. Zhang recalled. "But, if a female colleague occasionally lived there, we wouldn't know …"
Just as Mr. Zhang was speaking, Cui Lizhu came to Miao Ying and whispered, "Sister Miao, I just asked Brother Tao. They did find a lot of exquisite handicrafts in Zhang Shixiong's parents' house, which should have been left behind by Zhang Shixiong's aunt!"
"Oh," Miao Ying asked, "Do you have photos? I want to see what Zhang Fengyi looks like … "
"No problem," Cui Lizhu said. "I'll ask Brother Tao to send the photos to your mobile phone!"
After that, Cui Lizhu quickly left.
"Police officer, do you have any other questions?" Mr. Zhang asked. "When can Shixiong go out? I'm afraid that if he stays here for too long, people will gossip about him when he goes back to work! "
Beep …
Miao Ying's mobile phone suddenly rang. It turned out that Ran Tao had sent her a photo.
After opening it, she saw a beautiful woman in the photo. It was Zhang Shixiong's late aunt, Zhang Fengyi!
In order to confirm, Miao Ying showed the photo to her parents. After seeing it, they nodded hurriedly.
"This was taken when she was in college," Mr. Zhang said proudly. "At Yunzhou University, she was in her best years!"
"Oh …"
Miao Ying immediately clicked on the mobile phone screen and looked at the photos behind it.
The photos behind were also photos of Zhang Fengyi at different times. Some were of herself, some were with her family, classmates, and even colleagues …
Miao Ying stared at these photos, obviously looking for a foreigner in the photos.
However, after looking through the photos, she didn't see any foreigners. Instead, she found photos taken by Zhang Fengyi in the old house on Chenggong Road!
In the photo, Zhang Fengyi was smiling very brightly. She was wearing a very European and American style dress. She was also holding a violin in her hand. In the sunlight, her long hair fluttered, and she was as beautiful as a fairy …
Miao Ying swiped her finger and zoomed in on the photo. A thought flashed through her mind. Who took this photo for her?
"It's me, it's me …" Mr. Zhang saw the photo and took the initiative to wave his hand. "I took this photo for her. At that time, she had just been hired by the company and was going to a dance party. She was very happy …"
"Yes, I was there at that time," Mrs. Zhang echoed. "She was going to perform with that violin, so she borrowed it from our company …"
"Oh …" Miao Ying let out a sigh of relief.
However, after that, her eyes fell on the building behind Zhang Fengyi.
The two-story building in the photo was basically the same as the one she saw yesterday …
Hmm …
Suddenly, Miao Ying's eyes lit up, and she asked another earth-shattering question.
"You two, I have a question. Was there a bathtub in this old house?!"
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