Zhang Hui just finished the first round of interrogation.
"This guy didn't say anything."
"How did he explain the bloodstains in the cold storage?"
"He said he accidentally injured his leg while moving fruit, causing him to bleed."
"He even went to the hospital to get two stitches."
"I saw the wound, and it indeed looks like an accidental injury. Song has already gone to the hospital where he got the stitches to investigate the medical records."
His social relationships show no abnormalities, and there's a reasonable explanation for the bloodstains in the cold storage.
Could it be that Zhao Wenjun really has no problems?
31 North River Road, Exhibition Home.
"Hello, Ms. Su. I'm Zhang Xiao from the Haizhou City Criminal Investigation Team. I have some matters I'd like to discuss with you."
Zhang Xiao and another colleague prepared to approach Zhao Wenjun's wife, Su Xiaojuan.
"Oh oh... officer?"
Zhang Xiao could tell that Su Xiaojuan was surprised to receive his call.
