"Miss Sun, we're here to ask something about Friendly Street. He Jun spoke.

Please come in. Sun Yue turned sideways and beckoned them in.

He Jun sat down and asked, "Do you still have an impression of the group of thugs who threatened and intimidated you?"

Sun Yue replied vaguely: "There are still some of them, but I don't remember what they look like."

He Jun: "That's right, in the middle of the night the day before yesterday, they all died.

Sun Yue was shocked: "What? Who did it?"

He Jun stared at the other party's eyes, and then moved away: "We don't know, the surveillance at that time showed that they suddenly died at the same time as if they were going to die en masse." "

The cause of death, heart palsy.

Sun Yue covered her mouth in shock, "Detective He, don't lie to me."

"It's true. Zhang Yi, who was called, spoke gloomily.

Zhang Yi, who had just stayed up all night until six o'clock last night, was called up by his father this morning with a bitter gourd face.

Zhang Yi nestled on the sofa, holding a stainless steel thermos cup in his hand: "It's really strange that they can all die at the same time, or the same cause of death."

Sun Yue listened carefully to their conversation the whole time, his brows furrowed.

It's like being completely uninformed.

He Jun squinted at her and continued to analyze:

"It seems that there have been many more deaths in the past few months than before, first Miss Sun's mother and then the second-instance tragedy, and now there is a collective violent death. "

It's like everyone who comes into contact with Sun Yue will encounter mold.

Sun Yue heard what He Jun said, and smiled bitterly: "Detective He, do you mean

that I am the suspect?" "No, I just expressed the facts objectively, and I didn't say that Miss Sun was the suspect." He Jun explained lightly, "After all, there are too many things happening around Miss Sun.

Sun Yue's face darkened a little, and he strengthened his confidence:

"It's okay, Detective He, just ask." "I wouldn't necessarily say it either.

He Jun: "Has Miss Sun been in close contact with anyone recently?" Sun

Yue first saw Zhang Yishu, who was sleepy on the sofa, and only after a glance did he think about it seriously.

This glance allowed He Jun to capture it just right.

He thought to himself, does Sun Yue have anything to do with Zhang Yixuan?

, "I usually go out at nine o'clock in the morning to be a tutor, come back at noon to rest, and get up at two o'clock in the afternoon to be a tutor and go home at five o'clock." Sun Yue told him about his part-time job.

The transcriptionist next to He Jun kept writing important places.

Sun Yue knew that they still had recordings on them, and they would definitely play them on a loop after they went back.

He Jun said: "Is Miss Sun like this

every day?" Sun Yue took the initiative to deny it, if it was said that she lived such a life repeatedly every day, she would definitely find out the problem.

Repel their doubts with honesty.

"Sometimes I take a day off, stay at home to watch dramas or go shopping or something, and there are very few people who are friends with me, basically not a few people. "

Can you name them?"

Sun Yue casually reported a few, most of them used to get along well in the class, and lived separately after graduation.

After asking for a long time, He Jun's impression of Sun Yue is that he is

an acting genius who doesn't know anything.

When the names of those gangsters were read, Sun Yue's facial expressions were all with a hint of stiffness and confusion, and the micro-expressions would not deceive, either Sun Yue knew these gangsters or the shadow in his heart had not yet come out.

He Jun prefers the first.

But after asking some questions about the life of the gangsters, Sun Yue became even more confused throughout the whole process.

Sun Yue shook

his head again: "Detective He, I rarely wear makeup, and I won't buy such inferior cosmetics."

He Jun asked about the cosmetics found in the thug's house, and some photos of lipstick prints.

This question was not finished until noon.

He Jun smiled and asked, "It's noon, Miss Sun doesn't mind using the living room, right?"

Sun Yue didn't understand what he was going to do.

I saw the doorbell ring in the next second, and someone went over to open the door and take the takeaway.

He Jun opened the bag and threw it into the trash, as if he found something: "Does Miss Sun like

to eat apples very much?" Sun Yue remembered that he had said earlier that he liked to eat some fruits with skin, such as orange dragon fruit, but Ryuk likes to eat apples, so he will often buy them back, but this also exposes a fatal flaw -

there is no apple core in the trash can, not even a little apple skin.

There are only labels for the packaged fruits.

According to the difference between cosmetics just now, He Jun can judge that he is a person who lives a more delicate and clean life, and he will not even like it to eat the kernel cleanly.

Not even a little skin.

Further down, He Jun can investigate the nearby fruit stall owners, learn that he often buys apples back, and then find an opportunity to guard the nearby trash can to dig out the fact that there is no fruit in his garbage.

Where did the disappeared fruit go?

Actually, Sun Yue thought about it almost the same as He Jun thought.

Sun Yue has a habit of cleanliness and will definitely peel apples before eating.

So the question is, what about the peel and pit?

Sun Yue smiled: "It's okay, sometimes you need to change the taste."

"Hey, hey, hey..."

Luke smiled, Sun Yue's heart was alarmed!

He Jun calmly opened his meal: "Hmm." "

Damn, I accidentally got into the trap of the other party!

At this time, you can't open your own mouth, otherwise you will really show your tail.

But if you don't say it, it will also make others sense that something is wrong.

Sun Yue was in a dilemma for a while. At this time, Zhang Yixuan also sobered up: "I remember when I went to the police station to catch the bell ghosts, I heard him say that you and your mother take turns to go out to buy fruits at night, and they are all apples.

Zhang Yi's redundant words made the atmosphere even more somber and tense.

Assuming that Sun Yue likes to eat apples, why doesn't she even have a trash can for peels.

Suppose Sun Yue doesn't like to eat apples. Why do you have to buy apples and come back many times

? Based on assumptions, what if there is another unknown suspect among them

? Combined with the old ghost's shouting during the second trial, what if the old ghost is the person who hides behind Sun Yue and refuses to come out?

Why is it hidden, it is very likely that the person's appearance is flawed, otherwise the old ghost would not be calling monsters or ghosts.

Sun Yue felt that the eyes of everyone present were focused on him, and He Jun's eyes were so hot that he was like a mad dog about to pounce on him and tear apart Sun Yue's disguise.

Sun Yue experienced the taste of adding fuel to the fire for the first time.

"Otherwise, find someone to call and ask other relatives of the Sun family if they can ask for some clues.

Zhang Yixuan swiped the friend list on his phone.

"I remember your cousin was in the same high school as us, so I called her and asked.

Sun Yue watched him quietly and dialed over, and turned on the speakerphone.

"Hello, your call is not answered for the time being, please call again later..."

Sun Yue secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey?"

Who would have thought that Zhang Xiangsheng, who had never spoken, would actually answer Uncle Sun's phone!

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