Chapter 11 Water Tower Female Corpse 11

　　Qin Ke looked at the police officer next to him and asked, "Uncle Li, you just said that it's cold and winter, and that murderer was caught in winter?"

　　Cop Lee: "Yeah, otherwise the body would have rotted faster if it was hot, and it would have been found sooner."

　　Yes this is it, I didn't pay attention to the time when I got that newspaper just now, if it's the same time, Zhao Xiaolan's death must have some kind of hidden connection with the junior high school student's murder case more than ten years ago.

　　Qin Ke hooked his lips, and rightly so, how could the magnifying glass bought by twenty gold coins not be able to find something useless.

　　Qin Ke stood up, "Uncle Li, I'm sleepy, I'll go back to bed first, goodbye Uncle Li."

　　After that she flew back to her room.

　　Remaining in Li police a bewildered face, this is also sleepy too fast, right?

　　Is this the young man's routine?

　　Qin Ke returned to the room of course not to sleep, she quickly turned out the newspaper just casually placed in the room to check the date of the above, the date of this issue of the newspaper is November 13, 2006.

　　How come it's November?

　　Qin Ke frowned, it was now October 27th, 2021, a full sixteen days difference from November 13th, no, was she thinking wrong?

　　No, she was right in thinking that there must have been an oversight somewhere, and Chinke read through the paper once more.

　　Instead of catching the murderer in the first place, the police found the head first and then tracked down the murderer only after the rest of the girl's body was found through the public's alarm, and almost a month had passed in the meantime.

　　And according to what the cop named Xie Yu had revealed, Zhao Xiaolan, who lived next door to her, had been dead for about a week.

　　That is, she died almost on October 20, just within a month of November 13 backwards.

　　Qin Ke wondered what Zhao Xiaolan's death had to do with that case fifteen years ago.

　　But now she had gotten too few clues to tell.

　　As an ordinary person, especially an ordinary poor person, there was no way Qin Ke could manage to run to Zhao Xiaolan's hometown to investigate such a thing, and she was also in danger right now, the murderer of that kidnapping case was presumably bent on killing her, so she couldn't run around.

　　In this situation, Qin Ke thought of someone.

　　Zhao Lin Yuan.

　　It was now two o'clock in the middle of the night, Qin Ke looked at the heavy night outside, and after hesitating for two seconds, she decisively looked for the police outside to borrow a cell phone to call Zhao Lin Yuan.

　　Cop Lee: "Didn't you go to bed?"

　　Qin Ke: "Ah, I suddenly remembered that there's something I didn't do to get up again. Uncle Li, lend me your cell phone for a few minutes, I'll make a call and return it to you right away."

　　Li police: "This does not matter, you want to borrow a long time are fine, but Xiao Qin ah, you sure now call someone to answer?"

　　It's 2:00 in the morning. Normal people are asleep.

　　Before Cop Lee could finish his words, he was answered by the slamming of the door.

　　Cop Lee: "..."

　　How come young people nowadays are so windy, they don't even listen to people to finish their sentences, and who would answer a phone call at this hour.

　　Qin Ke got her cell phone and dialed the number that Zhao Lin Yuan had left for her earlier.

　　Qin Ke didn't think about the possibility of Zhao Lin Yuan not answering the phone, after all, according to the drama, when this kind of murder happened, don't the police not sleep all the time to investigate the case?

　　As for the appropriateness of calling in the middle of the night, if you're working on a case and have someone in the know to provide a clue, then even in the middle of the night would be welcome, right?

　　The phone was dialed, but it took a short while for the caller to pick up.

　　"Hello, who is it?"

　　The voice on the other side sounded a little low and husky, one of those cello like basses ah.

　　Really good, Qin Ke thought, during the daytime when the voice sounds average, how to become so good at night, if the scene to listen to it would be better.

　　In fact, Qin Ke's hidden attribute was voice control to come, she often occasionally watched some dubbing programs, and there was no resistance to a good voice.

　　But also because of watching these shows, she understood the truth that voice actors were monsters, and that you couldn't simply rely on your voice to tell a person apart; some people had exceptionally good voices, but were actually two hundred pounds of fat in real life.

　　But Captain Zhao should be an exception, he is handsome and has a good voice, I don't know who will be cheap in the future.

　　It may seem like a lot of thinking, but it's really only a few seconds that have passed.

　　Qin Ke: "Captain Zhao, it's me."

　　Zhao Lin Yuan: "Ms. Qin?"

　　Qin Ke: "Well ... have said don't call Ms. Qin, Miss Qin and this kind of name, it's really very much like making a flag ah."

　　Despite sleeping in the middle of the night and being woken up by a phone call, Zhao Lin Yuan's temper was still very good: "I'm sorry, Qin Ke, it's so late, what are you looking for me for?"

　　Qin Ke: "Yes, I'd like to know when Zhao Xiaolan died?"

　　Zhao Lin Yuan froze for a moment, he remembered what Xie Yu said to Qin Ke on the roof of the thirteenth floor, so he said, "Don't pay attention to what Xie Yu said, he was scaring you, it's not that coincidental."

　　Qin Ke recalled for two seconds before realizing what Zhao Lin Yuan was referring to with what Xie Yu said, "Ah? No, it has nothing to do with what he said, I want to know exactly when Zhao Xiaolan died, can you tell me?"

　　Zhao Lin Yuan had a bit of a headache, "The case is still under investigation, this isn't something that can be told to you."

　　Qin Ke: "But I'm the one who reported the case and still live next door to the deceased, can't I know? Maybe I can provide any clues."

　　Zhao Lin Yuan said meaningfully, "Qin Ke, I remember that you've lost your memory now."

　　Qin Ke was silent for a moment, she had forgotten about it.

　　Zhao Lin Yuan's skeptical tone, "Or go ahead and say you've remembered now?"

　　Qin Ke hurriedly explained, "This really isn't true, I don't have much of an impression of many things."

　　Zhao Lin Yuan was very perceptive, "A lot of things? Then you are impressed with a small portion of things."

　　In the room where there was no one else, Qin Ke hooked the corner of her mouth, but her tone was still as innocent as ever, "Yes, when I saw Zhao Xiaolan's body tonight, I seemed to remember something, but in a daze, I wanted to know a little more about her, maybe I could remember more."

　　Qin Ke was smart, but Zhao Lin Yuan wasn't a fool, he didn't believe what Qin Ke said.

　　But ...

　　Zhao Lin Yuan: "What do you want to know?"

　　Qin Ke repeated his question once more, "Zhao Xiaolan's exact time of death."

　　Zhao Lin Yuan: "Forensic tests show that Zhao Xiaolan's death should have occurred around 5:00 p.m. to 9:00 p.m. on October 20."

　　Qin Ke: "Captain Zhao do you know about a murder case of a junior high school student that happened fifteen years ago in Shuang Yun Zhen De Township, Gui Yuan City?"

　　Zhao Lin Yuan casually put on a jacket and walked into the study, "I know."

　　Zink: "And do you know what time the deceased died at that time?"

　　Zhao Lin Yuan frowned, "What are you asking for?"

　　Chink: "You just have to tell me you know what?"

　　Zhao Lin Yuan's fingers flew over the computer keyboard and found the file of the case Qin Ke had mentioned.

　　Wait a minute, this time!

　　Zhao Lin Yuan looked at the case file in surprise, October 20, 2006, the same day as Zhao Xiaolan's death.

　　What's going on?