Chapter 2612 (1/2)

”You said that your sister Zhang Fengyi and Peter, the murderer of the red bathtub case, knew each other!” Miao Ying was so surprised that she couldn't believe it.

”No, you may have misunderstood!” Zhang Shixiong's father quickly explained, ”I just said that she and the murderer are in the same company, but the company is so big that they don't necessarily know each other?”

”Yes,” explained Zhang's mother, ”the real estate company where Fengyi worked was a famous enterprise in Yunzhou at that time. There are thousands of employees! ”

”Your sister...” Miao Ying swallowed her saliva and asked Zhang Fu, ”what did she say?”

”She... Didn't say anything? You... What are you doing with this? ” Zhang's father was very surprised. ”After that, the company closed down for a period of time. We learned later that the murderer was in the same company as Fengyi!”

”We asked Fengyi about something,” Zhang'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 can imagine. At that time, as long as there were young girls at home, people were in panic,” said Zhang Fu. ”They were afraid to be killed by the red bathtub killer!

”For my sister, my father accompanies her to and from work, but it takes heart!”

”Well...” Miao Ying pondered carefully and asked, ”Zhang Fengyi, at that time... Did she fall in love?”

”You...” obviously, Zhang's father was surprised by Miao Ying's question again, but he sighed gently and replied, ”my Fengyi is very beautiful. Many boys chase after her, but she is arrogant and can't see it all

”I remember that my parents were very anxious and introduced many objects to her, but they didn't succeed in the end, so they delayed!

”Then, Fengyi got sick. We wanted to make trouble, but we couldn't make trouble... Alas... My sister has culture, quality and appearance. She should have a great future, but it's a pity... Her life is not good!”

”What's wrong with her?” Miao Ying asked.

”It's a rare blood disease, not much different from leukemia, but...” Zhang's mother replied, ”this disease is a little lighter than leukemia

”Oh...” Zhang's mother thought of something and said, ”have you seen the film I'm not a god of medicine? Fengyi got it. It seems to be that kind of disease!

”If you put it now, at least there is medicine to eat. When you put it at that time, it will be a terminal disease!”

”At that time, there was no treatment?” Miao Ying asked again.

”After treatment, I have to go to a big hospital almost every month,” said Zhang Fu. ”The treatment is also very painful. I have to inject an injection into the spine. It's not acceptable for ordinary people... Alas...”

”You two,” Miao Ying pondered and asked, ”excuse me, did Zhang Fengyi leave any relics after her death?”

”Oh? Relics? ” They were stunned at first, and then said almost in unison, ”they left a lot of things!”

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Hearing this answer, Miao Ying and others were surprised again.

”The enterprise where Fengyi works is very powerful and has had contact with some big people,” said Zhang Fu. ”So she left a lot of good things. Of course, she also left some money. Does it look like tens of thousands of yuan?

”The money is still in the passbook!” Father Zhang said, ”although the money is left to us, we still don't want to spend...”

”Where are the relics of Zhang Fengyi?” Miao Ying finally asked the key point.

”It's in our house,” replied father Zhang. ”Haven't you checked it? I... I can show you! ”

”Oh...” Miao Ying asked again, ”so, is there anything left by Zhang Fengyi in the old house on Chenggong road?”

”Old house...” Zhang's father paused and replied, ”are there any? There are many books... ”

”Yes, it looks like two big boxes,” said Zhang's mother. ”Fengyi is a college student and loves reading. Those old books are left in the old house!”

Hearing this, Miao Ying looked back at Cui Lizhu. They had searched the old house before and didn't find any books.

Is... Is Zhang Shixiong lying?

But... What's the use of telling such a lie? What can there be in those old books!?